In this life, he became a sheepherder, taking care of more than a dozen lambs for the tribe's nobles at first.

He worked conscientiously and carefully raised each lamb to be fat and strong. Finally, he was appreciated by a steward under the nobleman, who allowed him to herd more and more sheep.

Later, he accumulated some money, married a woman, and gave birth to a lot of children. Although his life was tight, he was very contented.

When the children grow up, he will teach them how to herd sheep step by step. He hopes that the children can become excellent shepherds like him, herd more sheep, earn more money, marry a woman, have a group of children, and be safe.

Spend your life.

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In this way, because of his hard work, he died early before reaching the age of sixty, but he was very satisfied in his heart and lived an ordinary life without any troubles.

…

In one life, he saved a person. After thanking the person profusely, he showed no more courtesy. Later, when he was in despair, his relatives and friends shunned him like a god of plague, and he seemed indifferent.

The rescued person reached out to help him overcome the difficulties.

In another life, he also saved a man. Later, this man was so grateful that when he saw that he had no children, he worshiped him as his adoptive father. He was extremely filial and filial, which won his favor, and he promised to leave his family property to him after his death.

He never thought that he would have a son in his old age, so he was overjoyed, and the family fortune could no longer be given to his adopted son. However, he never thought that this young son would have an accident and die young. He was so sad in his heart, and coupled with his old age, he actually

I can't afford to be sick.

The foster son gave him several doses of medicine, but they didn't work, and instead the condition got worse day by day.

When he was dying, his adopted son told him that he secretly killed his youngest son because he did not share the family property with his adopted son.

He was heartbroken, vomited blood immediately, and died suddenly on the spot.

Every peck and every drink has its own destiny. Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds, not always, and evil deeds are rewarded with evil deeds, not always. Repaying good with evil, and repaying evil with good, happens from time to time. But good will end with good, and evil will be repaid.

Ultimately destroyed by evil.

The young man seemed to have experienced reincarnation again and again, playing different roles in different lives.

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They may be men or women, they may be poor or rich, they may be inactive or they may be honored with titles, they may be hard-working or they may be well-dressed and well-fed...

I have tasted all the ups and downs of the world, and experienced the joys, sorrows and joys of life, as well as the seven emotions and six desires.

Every time he was dying, he suddenly woke up, but also became more confused, repeating the question again and again:

"who I am?"

…

In the cage of desire, Baili Ming floated deathly in the sea of ​​ghost fire, with the ghost fire burning in his two eyes, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, like two candles swaying in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

At this time, his soul was connected to the billions of souls in the sea of ​​hellfire, and the memories left in those souls surged toward his soul like a flood.

If his soul is like a lake, and now the entire sea is pouring down on him, if this continues, the lake will eventually dissolve into the ocean transformed by this residual soul.

At this moment, a scroll slowly appeared in his Dantian. It was a three-foot-long landscape painting with rough workmanship and poor paper. It was Bai Liming who accidentally bought it at a stall outside Tianquanfang City.

That scroll.

This scroll did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations, but at that time the starlight in the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows suddenly jumped, as if he had sensed something, so Bai Liming wanted to buy it.

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During the process, there was also a tall and muscular man with a sinister face who raised the price with him. Bai Liming finally gave up. He never thought that the stall owner was fooled by the big man and did not buy, so he chased Bai Liming again.

By selling it to him at a low price, he got a bargain.

At this time, something happened to the scroll. Regardless of the consequences, it seems that there must be something strange about this scroll, so I didn't buy it in vain.

I saw that the landscape painting on the scroll disappeared quickly, leaving only a blank space.

Afterwards, the lush small tree transformed by the power of the spiritual seed in the dantian, the seven stone statues arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper transformed by the starlight spiritual seed, and the broad island transformed by the power of the soul, slowly rose.

It rises and turns into a stream of light into the painting.

For a time, the scroll burst into rays of brilliance, captivating people's hearts and illuminating the entire Dantian.

When the light faded, the scene on the scroll had changed into another scene.

At the bottom of the picture, there is a vast expanse of land. On the land, a sacred tree stands tall and covers the surrounding areas. In the sky, the Big Dipper's handle points to the north, shining brightly.

Then, the picture scroll slowly gathered into a scroll, still as ordinary and poorly made as before.

Suddenly, the scroll began to rotate slowly, faster and faster, like a tornado.

The next moment, the spiritual power, evil spirit, and soul power in Baili Ming's meridians and acupoints began to flow toward the scroll.

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In the Niwan Palace, the endless soul memories that kept pouring in like a sea were also attracted by this force, pouring down the Jiang Palace and heading straight to the Dantian.

In the sea of ​​ghost fire, the ghost fires burning in the pairs of eyes began to extinguish one by one.

Subsequently, the speed of the extinction became faster and faster, and it actually turned into pieces of extinction.

The dead fire in Bai Liming's eyes also stopped. Although his eyes were still a little dazed, they were no longer dead and finally regained some life.

Suddenly, the scroll in his Dantian stopped siphoning, and instead began to send surging mana into the meridians, acupoints, and Jianggong Niwan Palace.

Suddenly, Baili Ming's whole body emitted bright light, like a bright blue starlight.

His figure slowly rose from the extinguished sea of ​​hellfire, just when he was about to break away from the remaining souls that were tightly packed together.

Something strange happened. I saw those pale, decayed faces suddenly stretching their necks and staring at Bai Liming.

At the same time, he raised his arms and made a sob-like, plaintive voice:

"Don't go, stay, stay..."

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However, when their hands touched Baili Ming, they shrank back as if they had touched a scorching flame.

Finally, Bailiming got rid of their restraints and flew upward faster and faster.

The Kunpeng spreads its wings and must sit on a high platform. The clouds travel across the sea, where is the giant boat? There are many mountains and mountains, blocking my frontier. Looking at the sky in the distance, time waits for me not.

Baili Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked around blankly, only to see him floating in a pool of viscous liquid, which seemed to be the sap of trees.

He was confused at this time and wondered in his heart:

"Who am I? Where am I?"

Suddenly, there was a buzzing in his head and a splitting headache.

Bailiming held his head in pain, gritted his teeth and persisted. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, a golden light shot out from Jiang Palace, breaking a big hole in the barrier of this space.

The viscous liquid slowly flowed out of the hole, and Baili Ming also drifted out with the water, landing heavily on the ground.

He stood up in a daze, holding his painful forehead with one hand and reaching forward with the other hand, like a blind man who couldn't find it.

Bailiming staggered a few dozen steps, and suddenly his feet were empty, and he fell silently into the abyss of a hundred feet.

There was a "plop" and Baili Ming fell into an underground river.
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