Douluo's rebirth An Lan

An Lan stood outside and watched from a distance.My sister was practicing a set of swordsmanship. The sword was like frost and snow, and it moved like flowing light. My father was stroking his beard and watching with satisfaction. Several elders and uncles next to him also showed pleased expressions.

"Miao Yi's swordsmanship is really becoming more and more spiritual!"

"Haha, I said I want to get that wild ginseng next time and ask Master Sima Yu to refine a few treasure pills. After Miao Yi takes it, he will definitely be able to break through the hidden void beforehand!"

"Oh, it's just a pity that An Lan's child..."

"Forget it, that kid doesn't have this ambition, so there's no need to make things difficult for him."

The middle-aged head coach of E Guan Bo waved his hand and said helplessly.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing standing outside?"

Suddenly, my sister noticed An Lan with her bright eyes and shouted.

"I'm back........"

If you have something in mind, you can come back.

An Lan gently stepped into the mountain gate in his memory. Although this mountain gate was really small and not majestic, it could only be regarded as a small sect at the bottom of the world; but deep in An Lan's heart and soul, it was more powerful than those thousands of people. The immortal dojo with hundreds of galaxies pieced together is a thousand times more important.

None of the people present spoke. They had an inexplicable feeling. Although An Lan was so close in front of them, he became extremely far away, as if he came from another world.

An Lan walked into a quiet room, sat beside the bed, and looked at the familiar yet distant face in front of him.

"Lan'er..."

The woman opened her eyes and looked at An Lan with indescribable tenderness and love.

"Why are you back? Have you asked for leave from Mr. Academy?"

An Lan smiled and nodded, picked up the medicine bowl from the table, and fed the woman spoonfuls of the medicine.

"An Lan, why did you come back from the academy?"

The middle-aged headmaster walked into the room. Although his voice was very soft, it was filled with majesty and kindness.

The academy is in a small city two hundred miles away from the mountain gate. An Lan only goes back to the mountain gate twice a year on weekdays.

"Dad, I won't go back to the academy."

An Lan spoke softly, exuding the aura of Zifuqi, and a phantom of a purple heavenly palace appeared in his eyes.

"you......."

The middle-aged headmaster shook his hands. His cultivation level was only at the Zifu stage. When did An Lan reach this level of cultivation silently?In his impression, An Lan probably didn't even get started with basic witchcraft.

"Okay, okay, okay... I won't come back if I don't come back. Practice well in the mountain gate, and give your sister more guidance."

The middle-aged man kept stroking his beard, feeling very relieved, and his voice was trembling slightly.

Although he did not object to An Lan studying, he still hoped An Lan would inherit the sect's witchcraft.He had long seen that An Lan had extraordinary talents and was actually more suitable for practicing Taoism than his sister. Unfortunately, An Lan did not have this ambition, and he did not want to force it.

Cultivating the Tao is all about a predestined relationship, so how can you force it?

An Lan settled down in the sect and lived an ordinary life with his relatives.A month later, he said goodbye to his parents and uncles and traveled far away.

"elder brother!"

In front of the gate of the valley, An Miaoyi's eyes were filled with mist. For some reason, she had a strange feeling, as if she and An Lan would never see each other again after they separated this time.

"No need to worry. If you miss me, we will see you again!"

With a faint smile on his face, An Lan handed over a strange object that shone with five colors of divine light, and An Miaoyi took it in a daze.In the hands of An Miaoyi, the five-color radiance of that rare treasure circulated, and an inexplicable fairy music sounded, tinkling, dong dong, as if it sounded in the deepest part of a person's soul.

This is a rare treasure that An Lan originally bought in Beining City, but now he thought of it and gave it to his sister.

An Lan nodded, and under An Miaoyi's stunned gaze, turned around and floated up.

In the following time, An Lan traveled throughout the great rivers and mountains of the Netherworld.From his hometown, to Bianhuang Xiongguan, in the Qilong Ancient Mountains, in the Golden Sea, and in the Black Abyss, he left his footprints.

Every plant, every tree, every mountain, every river in the Netherworld was once again firmly engraved in An Lan's heart and deep in his soul.

In the end, An Lan's spiritual thoughts withdrew from this world and returned to the quiet and dark stone room.

"A hundred reincarnations and endless years, what use are they to me?"

An Lan rubbed the back of his hand, looked dimly, and said to himself.

The Tao of Witchcraft is the way of progress and domination, and its true meaning is to be brave and diligent and never turn back. An Lan does not need so much time to experiment, deduce, and settle.For An Lan, his road to becoming a king and an emperor is too long, so he must seize the day!

If you slow down the pace and slowly settle, comprehend, and explore like an immortal, then you have come to the end and there is no way out.

As one of the sages of the witchcraft said, "Hurry up and make that fire red. Strike while the iron is hot to succeed!"

An Lan closed her eyes and carefully understood the immortal laws in this stone palace.

After a stick of incense, An Lan opened his eyes again, turned his hands over, and started to use the secret method to draw out wisps of mist from the stone palace.

This wisp of mist is extremely strange, with nine colors of light flowing faintly. If you look carefully, you can see all kinds of worldly phenomena flashing away in the mist.

Although this mist is thin, it is a real immortal material. The level is so high that even the Supreme Being can be violently moved.Even if Ye Muli himself is sitting here, he is unable to draw out these immortal substances; only with that level of understanding can he directly use these immortal relics.

An Lan does not need to reincarnate for hundreds of lives, but he can use these immortal materials for other uses.

An Lan had some plans in his mind, but he had never been able to implement them due to limited resources. This time it came in handy.

These immortal substances, under An Lan's control, slowly gathered together and turned into two human figures, solidifying little by little.An Lan's face was solemn, and he continued to hit the rules into the two fairy mists, changing the shape of the two mists little by little.

Three days later, the two masses of mist turned into two living flesh and blood humans. Their appearance was exactly the same as An Lan's, but their temperaments were completely different.

The man on the left has noble purple eyes. Sitting there cross-legged, he has a cold and domineering imperial demeanor.

This incarnation is a pure human race, flowing with the rare Heavenly Hegemon blood. Whether it is placed in the world of the Road to Immortality, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, or the Immortal Realm, it is a peerless genius, enough to make every major religion jealous.

The blood of the sky is said to come from the sky. It is extremely mysterious and ancient. It has a long inheritance and endless glory in the heavens.

In the ancient times, when the human race was still very few in number, this lineage almost held up half of the sky of the human race. It fought with real dragons, fought with the horned ants, used blood to measure the borders, and used tyranny to open up the human race's land. .

Later, the Baxue lineage fought for a long time with another powerful tribe of the human race, and finally gradually declined and disappeared from the long river of history.

Immortal matter possesses the power of creation and theoretically has endless possibilities.An Lan's true body has seen the long river of time, and also knows the origin and mystery of various physiques in the world.

Under An Lan's enlightenment, this peerless and domineering physique reappeared in the human world through the form of incarnation!