
A Dream [Rebirth]
一梦浮生 [重生]
by I Don't Envy Fish (朕不羡鱼)
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 267k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Updated
- 2mo ago
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- JJWXC
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Lin Changsheng crossed into the "Long Aotian" cool article written by his friend and deviated from the plot and strayed into the devil's way, and ended up being stabbed to death by his fellow apprentice Ye Shuanghan with a sword. A dream is reborn. He returned to the promotion trial when he entered the inner sect at the age of seventeen. He was determined to follow the orthodox protagonist route, but he got off to a bad start. He was framed by others and fell into a pool. Lin Changsheng, who originally thought he was about to reopen, was rescued by Ye Shuanghan, who had unresolved hatred, and was carried to his Donghua side hall in public. Lin Changsheng: "..." At least he stayed. —— Previous life—— The master's cultivation has been exhausted and he has become a mere mortal with the name of a sect disciple; The senior sister suffered from severe injuries and was buried in Wumingchun; The junior sister died as a martyr, her blood was not cold yet she was alone; The sect was destroyed overnight, thousands of swords were broken, and the sacrifice array was destroyed; Senior brother Yao Yao, farewell to the enemy who has already reached his heart with a sword on Yi Nian Peak; Fortunately, the past life is burnt and this life is reborn. After his rebirth, Lin Changsheng dreamed back to the tragic situation in his previous life one after another, but each dream was different and there was no way to check it. Not only that, he didn't even survive the thunder tribulation that broke through his cultivation, as if... He was forgotten by the heaven. It wasn't until he entered the Wanjian Wuxiang Realm, a major plot point where the protagonist obtained the golden finger "Qianqiu Sword", that he learned that he was the villain in the book who "was born for love and died with hatred". He was destined to be killed by the protagonist in order to change his destiny in the Taiping New World, and the real son of destiny was his fellow senior fellow student Ye Shuanghan... After remembering all the events in his past life, his soul consciousness returned to the Yi Nian Peak where his senior brother killed him in his forty-eightth life. He recognized the man in white clothes and snow. Ye Shuanghan knelt in the snow littered with corpses, held up the snow in one hand and washed away the blood on his face, his voice echoed in the vast world: "As evidenced by the way of heaven, Ye carries the destiny and stains the Qianqiu Sword with this demonic blood. The soul that violates the rules of ethics consolidates the order. However, this body is responsible for killing, and I have a private grudge in my heart." Lin Changsheng: ... So it turns out that the reason why he cut my sincerity and crushed my path again and again was not because he hated me, but simply because my life was thrown away by him in order to die for heaven? Lin Changsheng was heartbroken when he heard his voice resounding in the snow that was flying all over the sky: "For my crime of killing three thousand crows, I will sacrifice them on the road to reincarnation!" Lin Changsheng: "..." Do I, Lin Qi, want you to risk your life to save me? ! ——— The battle of Dao Yun, which was regarded as a catastrophe between immortals and demons, was actually a calamity of destiny determined by heaven to pay off the cause and effect, to kill to stop the evil, and to destroy to start a new destiny. But from the beginning to the end, the way of heaven turns out to be Lin Changsheng, whose life can pay for the thousand-year debt of karma. How could we know that Ye Shuanghan took the blame for the crime of killing three thousand crows without permission, just to take away his destiny and push him out of the realm of cause and effect in the world. After Lin Changsheng learned the truth, he laughed: Why should my destiny start with him? If the way of heaven is false, I still say the same thing, just kill heaven and prove it! For the sake of everything he protected, Lin Changsheng thought: The mayfly lives and dies, but its clothes are beautiful. He has been reincarnated for a thousand years, and like a mayfly, he has been reincarnated for a thousand years. His clothes are beautiful and his heart is worried. When the calamity of cause and effect comes, he can finally ask: Where do I go? ——I have no home left. "Use my immortal blood to save you from your infatuation." ———— "This poem was written nine years after Fu Mengye's death" I dreamed that my master was calling me in front of his bed, and my cultivation was gone and turned into withered grass. 🐾 The senior sister coughed up blood and rested her head on my robe. Her hands were so cold that the spring light felt good. The junior sister Xupiao was defeated in the sacrifice battle, and the sect was bloodbathed and the ghosts were furious. 🐾 The senior brother came back and unsheathed his sword, and with a pop, I lost it. —— The way of heaven is dead, reincarnation disappears, and there will be no more thunder disasters in the world. The soul is light, carried by the wind, and spring grass can be seen in the floating dream world. 🐾 —— I came when the lotus blossoms were in full bloom, and the aroma of the cakes made by my senior sister was wafting. 🐾 The master was watering flowers outside the window, and the junior sister was chasing butterflies and tripped. The senior fellow apprentices were practicing sword moves in the distance, while everyone in the Cangsheng Sect was laughing. 🐾 ———— Fake book + real rebirth Self-contemptuous and self-deprecating wood subject x cool and gentle guidance attack HE ———— Stable updates (ˇ∀ˇ) Welcome to follow up! [Demining]: Interspersed with parental love, partial to group portrait narrative, a pair of pseudo-sister bones from Zhuyuan Pavilion (can be knocked together or not) I was relaxed in the early stage, but turned violent in the middle and late stages. The ending is good, thank you for your companionship^^ Intention: Just like a boy in a spring shirt returning home, the common people are floating on a leaf