When that nine-colored light shone on Bai Yan.

For a moment, he felt as if his consciousness had entered a state of chaos.

When he woke up again, he seemed to be standing next to a Styx River.

There are still endless light groups rushing through it, but those light groups don't look like real spirits or souls.

"What's this?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Yan subconsciously muttered to himself.

Then he looked around, but he didn't find the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Lord of Reincarnation, or A Luo who came in with him!

He is the only one up and down this long river!

And in that long river, the endless light groups flowing are all emitting extremely mysterious and sacred light.

When the breath came, Bai Yan couldn't help but reach out and grab it.

"Is this what the Lord of Reincarnation calls the Secret of Reincarnation?

But why does it look so weird?

What do these light groups represent?"

Bai Yan kept walking along both sides of the river.

But the surrounding scenes are always the same, and the light groups in the river are also eternal.

After Bai Yan pondered for a moment, without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the light groups in the river.

And when his hand stretched out and touched the first bright group of light, his whole person suddenly disappeared from the edge of the long river like a star.

…

This is a quiet mountain village. It is bright and clear, and there is still a burst of morning mist at the entrance of the village.

A baby's cry suddenly broke the tranquility of the mountain village.

"It's born, it's born, it's a leader!"

In the south of the village, in an ordinary farmhouse, a burst of cheerful shouting suddenly came.

The courtyard was full of people, all rejoicing at the birth of a new life.

There are many animal skins and several large bows hanging on the courtyard wall, indicating that the owner of this house is a hunter.

Not just this family, but dozens of families in the entire mountain village make a living from hunting.

No matter men, women, old or young, carrying a big bow can hunt back one or two wild beasts from the mountains.

The whole village has a fierce folk custom.

With the birth of a new life, the man of the family goes hunting in the mountains more and more often.

Time flies, and the boy is already three or four years old in the blink of an eye.

The children in the mountains are already in charge, and the Orion's son is in good health.

When he was three or four years old, he only wore a tiger skin jacket and could practice bow and arrow alone in the cold wind of midwinter.

This kid will turn out to be an excellent hunter in the future.

However, when the little guy had not completed his task of shooting a thousand arrows today, a group of people hurriedly rushed into his house through heavy snow.

This group of people carried two simple bamboo stands, and the people on them were the little guy's parents.

At this time, the bodies of a man and a woman were already incomplete, and had obviously been torn apart by ferocious beasts.

In the cold wind of mid-winter, my whole body was already freezing and turned purple, and I lost my breath.

The little guy stood blankly in the courtyard. At this time, he didn't know what sadness was.

I just saw the adults in the courtyard all looking sad and sighing.

"It's pitiful..."

An old man with white hair in the courtyard touched the little guy's head.

He sighed silently.

This sentence was pitiful. He didn't know whether he was pitifully pitying the two young men lying on the ground or the little guy beside him.

Time rumbles forward and will not stand still because of anyone's passing.

After both parents died, the little boy grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.

However, no matter what, he never gave up practicing bowing and archery. When he was less than ten years old, he went up the mountain alone with a big bow and hunted back a two-meter-long gray tiger.

At the age of twelve, the little guy had grown into the best marksman in the mountain village.

He has also entered the ranks of one of the best hunters.

He became the number one warrior in the mountain village at the age of sixteen!

In the past, ferocious beasts often attacked the mountain villages, always causing some casualties. Under his leadership, the mountain villages built high defensive walls. Every time a wild beast came down the mountain, he would immediately attack it.

Shoot.

After turning eighteen, I don't know how many girls in mountain villages had a secret crush on him.

Eventually he married the village chief's granddaughter.

The two couples were affectionate and worked hand in hand to lead the village to become a famous and prosperous village within a hundred miles.

Countless homeless people came to seek refuge with him, and the village grew stronger and stronger.

And he also became the clan leader of the village at the age of thirty, and he is still the number one warrior in the village and even dozens of villages in the surrounding area.

At this time, the power he possessed was slightly beyond the scope of a mortal, but he was still a mortal.

At the age of fifty, he still maintained the title of the village's number one warrior.

But gradually, I couldn't do what I wanted, and I already had grandchildren.

At the age of sixty, he went into the mountains again.

This time he met a wind wolf that transcended the category of beast and reached the level of a first-level monster.

At the age of sixty, he fought with this wind wolf for a day and finally killed it, but he himself was also seriously injured.

After returning to the village, even if he invited the best doctors within a hundred miles, he could not be saved.

When he was dying, his wife, children and grandchildren, and dozens of people were kneeling beside him, and all the people in the village were covering their faces and sobbing.

I want to retain him as the number one warrior, but I am unable to do so.

He was lying in the small courtyard where he was born, looking back on his life.

After all, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Life was like this, and he was already content.

In the world he can touch, the stage he can touch, and within the scope of his cognition, he has achieved the ultimate.

There is nothing to regret and nothing to be attached to.

In the last second of his life, before his consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to see a figure standing tall in the sky.

He knows that his mission here has ended, and there may be more important missions waiting for him to complete.

The life of a rural boy was over, and Bai Yan finally woke up beside the long river that seemed to be the River Styx.

When he woke up again, there was a trace of vicissitudes in Bai Yan's eyes.

He knew that it was not the boy's life, but his own. In other words, his consciousness had already been reincarnated into that world and experienced the boy's life just now.

This time he did not have a God's perspective to understand others, but actually his own life.

And without any memory.

It is different from his previous simulation of other people's reincarnations.

This is a more advanced kind of experience.

At this moment, Bai Yan finally understood why the Ten Lords of Hell were so excited when they heard that the Secret of Reincarnation would be opened.

This kind of thing of going through one's own reincarnation life is also extremely useful for those strong men at the peak of the God Lord.

But then Bai Yan still frowned.

"I have experienced sixty years in that life, but I don't know how long has passed in this space?"

Bai Yan estimated that the time he experienced there would not be synchronized with reality.

Otherwise, if the reality is already sixty years ago, then it’s still a game.

I am afraid that the structure of the world has returned to stability.

"Don't worry, only one stick of incense has passed."

When he was worried, Soraka in the Dantian world said this.

"A yellow beam is a dream, nothing more than this!"
To be continued...