Chapter 381 Eternal damnation
In the days that followed, he was like a lost dog, wanted by the court, and became a fugitive of the "White Cloud Demon Sect".
He kept fighting and growing rapidly.
One after another, the court masters died in his hands.
Ten years later, Chu Liang achieved the Grandmaster realm, and killed thirteen court masters that night, shocking the world!
People all called him "White Cloud Old Demon".
Fifteen years later, Chu Liang reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
That day, he broke into the imperial city alone with a sword, and walked step by step to the palace hall in the siege of hundreds of thousands of troops and hundreds of Grandmasters, and cut off the head of the emperor of the dynasty!
Great revenge was avenged!
Hundreds of thousands of troops were frightened by his killing, and more than half of the hundreds of Grandmasters also died.
He himself was seriously injured and difficult to treat. He slowly closed his eyes, his breath dissipated, and he died in the hall.
For a long time after his death, no one dared to enter the hall.
"The third life is over..."
The memories of this life and the memories of the previous life are intertwined, making Chu Liang even more confused.
In the fourth life, he became a doctor.
He traveled all over the world, diagnosing and treating people, and saved countless people.
But in the third year of practicing medicine, he encountered an incurable disease, and watched the sick little girl gradually lose weight and finally died in pain.
He was particularly regretful, and began to read more medical books and keep trying.
In the following decades, his medical skills became more and more sophisticated, but he could not solve the disease.
Until his death, he had a trace of regret in his heart.
In the fifth life, he became a teacher.
The sixth life...
The seventh life...the thirty-fifth life...the eighty-ninth life...
Life after life passed, and he sometimes had concerns and sometimes regrets.
Years passed, and reincarnation continued.
In the end, he could no longer remember which life it was, and suddenly began to doubt his true self.
"Am I really Chu Liang?" He whispered to himself, "Before Chu Liang, will there be more reincarnations? Have I sunk?"
"Wang Wei, Chu Juyi, Zhang Lingyun..."
Names flashed through Chu Liang's mind one after another.
In each life, he has a different name.
After reincarnation for too long, many names have long been blurred in the depths of memory.
He even has some doubts...
"Do those reincarnation experiences really exist, or are they just dreams?"
He pondered and pondered, but could not figure it out.
In this life, he became a great scholar, with countless disciples, and everything he said and did was recorded.
"Who am I?"
"Where did I come from, and where am I going?"
"Where is my path?"
"..."
Chu Liang sometimes looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, leaving behind questions that many disciples could not understand.
After this life ended, he became more and more confused.
Life after life.
Hundreds of lives, thousands of lives, ten thousand lives...
Countless memories, millions of experiences, floating in his mind, becoming more and more blurred.
Those people and things that passed by were like flowers in the mist, hazy and disappearing over the years. Most of them had been forgotten by him, and the few that remained seemed like illusory dreams.
In another life, he became a scholar.
He was talented, eloquent, and eloquent. He became a scholar at the age of 20. His reputation spread throughout the local area, attracting countless dignitaries to visit him.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was full of vigor and had a bright future. A golden road had been paved under his feet, and there was nothing to worry about.
However, he was confused.
Just because he had a dream.
He dreamed that he was a Yuanying cultivator named Chu Liang, who was fighting with the enemy, but was accidentally affected by the power of reincarnation and fell into a deep sleep, experiencing reincarnation after reincarnation in his sleep.
The dream was so real that he could not forget it for a long time after waking up.
"Chu Liang?"
Late at night, he frowned, looked up at the deep night, and became more and more confused.
"Is my life just a false dream caused by someone else's battle?"
"Am I Chu Liang?"
"Is it Chu Liang who dreamed of me, or am I dreaming of Chu Liang?"
He sighed deeply, feeling disappointed.
If all this is true, once the monk named Chu Liang wakes up, won't his life be shattered like a dream?
His parents, his relatives and friends, his ambitions...
Everything he has will disappear.
"Chu Liang can't wake up... I don't want to wake up..."
He lowered his head, looking a little painful, pressing hard on his eyebrows, as if to press that dream into the depths of his memory!
In the years that followed, he tried to make himself forget that dream.
His life was just as others expected, with a smooth career and a brilliant future. He successfully reached the top of the court step by step, became the prime minister of the dynasty, and his disciples were spread throughout the dynasty.
On another snowy night, he was old and lying on his sickbed, his breath was weak, his mind was blurred, and his life had come to an end.
The room was filled with sorrow, someone was sobbing quietly, and someone was calling his name.
On his deathbed, he still couldn't forget the dream of that year, and his cracked lips stammered: "Sorry..."
These were the last two words he left in this life.
No one knew who he was apologizing to.
In confusion and drowsiness, he continued this seemingly endless reincarnation, experiencing one different life after another.
His identity kept changing in each reincarnation, sometimes a farmer, sometimes an emperor, sometimes a Taoist priest, sometimes a monk...
Thousands of generations seem like a moment, and billions of years seem like a snap of fingers.
I don’t know which generation it is.
In this life, he became the prince of a dynasty called "Da Wei".
He has great strategic plans and lofty ambitions. He has shown extraordinary talents and martial arts since he was a child. He is regarded as the hope of the entire dynasty by many literati and generals.
When he was eighteen years old, the Da Wei Dynasty experienced a war. Half of the territory was divided by the other six kingdoms, and the remaining territory was also in danger.
The emperor was seriously ill and became thinner and thinner. He had been unable to attend court for a long time.
The whole country was in a gloomy look.
A few days later, the emperor ordered the prince to supervise the country.
"It's finally here!"
He has been waiting for this day for a long time.
In the days that followed, he first used the spies planted by the other six countries to cause rifts among the six countries. The attack of the coalition forces of the six countries had to be temporarily suspended, which solved the urgent need of Da Wei.
Afterwards, he cleaned up the court, cleared out the court officials who were in office but doing nothing, appointed talented people, improved the system of the six ministries, and made the officialdom of the whole Wei Dynasty look brand new.
Under his new measures, the national strength of the whole Wei Dynasty continued to improve.
After the old emperor passed away, he sat on the dragon throne smoothly and became the new emperor.
In the spring of the second year, he commanded the army, beat the drums in the imperial city, and led the army in person.
At this time, the coalition forces of the six countries were already exhausted and collapsed at the first touch.
"All soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"
He wore armor, raised his sword and shouted, chasing the enemy north, killing blood and floating oars, and corpses were everywhere.
When he led the army back, the whole Wei Dynasty was jubilant, the people were boiling, and the cheers were continuous.
That night.
He had a dream.
In the dream, he was a monk named Chu Liang, who fell asleep because of fighting.
"I am not Chu Liang. I am the master of this thousand-mile country, not some Nascent Soul cultivator!"
After waking up, he was determined and put the dream behind him without worrying about it.
In the following decades, he wielded his sword to conquer the six kingdoms, swept across the eight directions, and unified the country!
Until his death, he never thought of the word Chu Liang again.
Years passed, and time passed.
In the subsequent reincarnation, the two words "Chu Liang" gradually disappeared, just like those forgotten memories, which were submerged in time and no longer appeared in dreams.
He seemed to have completely sunk and could not wake up again.
The reincarnation is endless.
In the long time, I don't know how many people, like him, fell asleep forever.