Cultivator Returns to the City

Chapter 745: Past and Present?

The screams of screams and howls of pain are filled with dark and gloomy, creepy hell, countless ghosts undergoing cruel punishments in layers of hell.

  

   The intense pain that cannot be described in words makes the ghosts in every **** that are suffering from various punishments almost hoarse and scream.

  

   Even though such endless pain has made their consciousness numb and chaotic, the instinctive stimulation will still subconsciously scream.

  

   At this time, the same is true for Yin Xiu who is being tortured in the sixteenth volcanic hell.

  

After not knowing how long he has endured the suffering of hell, his consciousness has gradually become numb and unconscious, and he has completely lost the concept of time cognition. All that is left in his consciousness is pain, all kinds and endless. pain!

  

Yin Xiu's consciousness is constantly sinking in this continuous pain. If this continues, perhaps his consciousness will really be sinking into the repeated cycles of torture and pain in the 18 layers of hell, unable to get out of this The illusory world.

  

   However, Yin Xiu is not very human after all, but a cultivator who has the peak cultivation base during the fit period, and his mood is close to perfection!

  

  In the endless pain, Yin Xiu's consciousness gradually became numb and unconscious, not knowing where he was, who he was, and everything outside...

  

However, with the passage of time, Yin Xiu’s consciousness gradually reappeared in this numbness and ambiguity. There seemed to be a resistance force in the depths of his consciousness that was constantly trying to awaken his consciousness and make him Wake up from the endless sinking.

  

   That power is not very strong, it seems that it has been suppressed by something, it always appears and disappears, erratic.

  

   But, even so. Yin Xiu's consciousness was also under the call of that power, a little bit of his ability to restore thinking. Under the intense pain that came like a tide, Yin Xiu insisted on the little thinking ability that was not easy to recover. , Was not extinguished by the endless pain, fell again.

  

   Yin Xiu has recovered a little thinking ability. The fluctuations in consciousness gradually became stronger, and his thinking ability was also very tenacious.

  

"who am I?"

  

   Such a question suddenly appeared in Yin Xiu's consciousness. Although his consciousness is still very vague and unclear at this moment, the question is so clear.

  

   It's like the front, though there is a heavy fog, only a vague outline can be seen, but it is enough to make people judge with certainty that there is a mountain there.

  

   After this question appeared in his consciousness, Yin Xiu's thinking fell into silence.

  

   I don’t know how long it took, his thinking suddenly became active again, "Yin Xiu. My name is Yin Xiu!"

  

   The violently fluctuating thinking suddenly made the rebellious force in Yin Xiu's consciousness a lot stronger, and with that, his consciousness became a little clearer.

  

"What is this place?"

  

   After a while, new questions arose in Yin Xiu's consciousness again.

  

   It's just that his consciousness has only recovered a very insignificant trace. After the question arises, the time for thinking reaction is obviously very long.

  

   After a long time, the answer gradually emerged in his consciousness, "I am in the eighteenth hell. I was beaten into the eighteenth **** by the Hades, and I will never live beyond life."

  

   After the answer appears. Yin Xiu's thinking was another long silence.

  

I don’t know when, Yin Xiu’s consciousness suddenly came out again, “No wonder I feel so painful, it turns out that I am in the eighteenth hell. But why was I being beaten into the eighteenth **** by the King of Hell, Can't be overborn?"

  

   In Yin Xiu's vague consciousness, some familiar images gradually emerged. It's just that those pictures seem to be slowed down hundreds of times, thousands of times slower, and the movements in each picture are extremely slow.

  

   However, for Yin Xiu's vague consciousness and long thought reaction at the moment, this extreme slow motion seems just right. It just so happens that his thinking can keep up with the pictures that emerge from his consciousness.

  

   At this time, the picture that emerged in Yin Xiu's consciousness was astonishingly the situation in the level of the dream he was in before. He saw his own murderous and violent scenes of continuous killing in that level of dreams.

  

   Seeing that the whole world was killed by him and blood flowed into rivers, the corpses were everywhere, killing the originally very prosperous world finally to the whole world, it seems that no creatures can be found, and it has completely turned into a barren dead place...

  

After finally recalling all the experiences in the previous level of dreams, Yin Xiu finally realized a glimmer of consciousness, "It turns out that my previous life was a murderer who killed countless people and destroyed a world. No wonder I will be beaten to ten by Hades. There are eight levels of hell, and you will never be born again."

  

   After this thought appeared in Yin Xiu's consciousness, after a long time, his consciousness suddenly felt something wrong. It seems that something went wrong, but it just feels weird.

  

   "Why do I feel that the memory just now seems to be missing something?"

  

   Such a question came out of Yin Xiu's consciousness.

  

It took a long time before Yin Xiu realized why he felt that way, "By the way, I only remembered killing countless people in my previous life, but why did I kill when I saw people in my previous life? It's impossible that I was born to kill in my previous life. Crazy?"

  

   "Besides, how did the strength of my previous life come from, why do I have no memory of this aspect at all?"

  

   Thinking of these, Yin Xiu's thinking can't help but fluctuate more violently.

  

The pain of suffering from hell's punishment constantly impacted his consciousness, making his consciousness numb and unconscious again. However, Yin Xiu had only recovered a very weak part of his consciousness but resisted the intense pain very stubbornly. Not only didn't he fall back into turmoil, but instead aroused a stronger resistance, and his consciousness recovered somewhat.

  

  While Yin Xiu’s faint conscious mind racked his brains to recall memories earlier than the memories of the ‘past life’ that I recalled just now, some new images gradually emerged in Yin Xiu’s consciousness...

  

   That is all that Yin Xiu experienced in the eighth dream.

  

The family was destroyed by others, his legs were broken, his arms were broken, and he was bullied. He could only beg for a living, endure hunger and cold...Finally, on a cold and snowy night, full of resentment and hostility. Froze to death on the street...

  

The emergence of this memory made Yin Xiu's consciousness in a trance. He could feel the resentment and hostility that filled his heart in this memory~lightnovelpub.net~ But, Yin Xiu's consciousness didn't quite understand some of the things in those pictures.

  

   Especially he couldn't figure out the connection between this memory and the memory of the crazy killing and destroying a world he recalled before.

  

   With Yin Xiu's thinking reaction speed at the moment, it took a long time before he finally had a conjecture in his consciousness, "Perhaps, that was his other previous life?"

  

   After that, Yin Xiu's consciousness and emotions seemed a little low, and he felt very sad for this period of his previous life experience, even sympathy and pity.

  

   After all, such a tragic and painful experience is really hard not to raise sympathy.

  

   At this time, Yin Xiu's consciousness is more like judging the memories of those ‘past lives’ from the perspective of a completely outsider.

  

   Just like this, Yin Xiu’s weak consciousness kept reminiscing about the memories of life in different dreams before, and the slow thinking reaction made this process extremely long... (To be continued.)