Chapter 1406: Memories

Chapter 1 406 Memories
On the bank of the Long River for a long time, Yang Chen stood quietly. He lowered his head and stared at his petite body and his tender little hands. His dark eyes couldn't help showing a wry smile.
At this moment, he has already transformed from a middle-aged man in his thirties to a child about ten years old. Although the cultivation level in the body has not disappeared, the current body still makes Yang Chen feel a little strange.
After all, he has become accustomed to the original body, and now he has suddenly become a child. It is estimated that anyone will feel uncomfortable, right?
The old monk took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression: "Apprentice, you are not walking at will during this long period of time. If you take steps that exceed the age of your body, your body will not be able to withstand this energy. It collapses. In the end, you will walk at both ends of time as a soul. If you are lucky, you may be able to find the cracks in time and return to the past or the future. If you are not lucky...
Speaking of this, the old monk's tone paused, and there was also a little fear in his eyes.
"What will happen?" Yang Chen was a little curious.
"If you are unlucky, you will probably be wandering in time all your life, becoming an immortal lone ghost, immortal and imprisoned in time, lonely. It is not possible to get out until you find the crack in time. Out."
Hearing this, Yang Chen's body was shocked, and there was also a little fear in his eyes.
From the words of the old monk, Yang Chen knew that the crack of time should be a very precious thing, and this kind of thing might only appear for many years. If once his body breaks down, then he really might become a wandering soul that wanders at both ends of time, as the old monk said.
But at this moment, Yang Chen is more concerned about the words the old monk said before.
That is, if you can find the time gap, it is possible to go back to the past or the future. If you think about it this way, then your own rebirth is probably because of the time cracks in the long river.
He still remembered that the demon said that long, long ago, countless time travellers appeared in this world.
It's just that Yang Chen has no impression at all.
After he was murdered by Empress Hongchen and Emperor Jingxin, all his memories were interrupted. When he woke up again, he found that he had come to the Qingfeng Empire.
There was a gap of 80,000 years.
During these 80,000 years, something important must have happened.
"You seem to be worried?" Looking at Yang Chen, who had something wrong with his face, the old monk frowned, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.
"Heh, I just remembered some things from the past." Yang Chen shook his head and smiled faintly.
Finish this sentence.
He turned around.
The direction from which the river gushes, goes downstream towards the end of the river.
tread!
With one step, countless energy rushed in again, infiltrating Yang Chen's limbs. As this energy poured into Yang Chen's bone marrow, Yang Chen's body was also undergoing rapid changes. His size increased rapidly, and his facial features became more mature and tough.
Soon, Yang Chen returned to his twenties.
And just as his body recovered, a memory was like a revolving lantern, constantly flashing in front of Yang Chen's eyes.
He saw a magnificent mansion with a figure standing in the mansion. This man was in his early forties. Next to the middle-aged man was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old. Both of them had their heads down and looked humble.
On the opposite side of the two, there was a middle-aged man in his forties with an extremely arrogant expression.
"Yang Shan, it's not that I said you, your son is a trash! As you know, his grades in the Star Academy are still only a martial arts realm double heaven. Such grades are even after finishing the course of the Star Academy. , There won't be much success!" The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed seemingly pitying.
"President Li!"
Hearing this, Yang Shan's expression changed, and he quickly said: "Xiao Chen is still young, he can't go to school! And now in this world, only by becoming a martial artist can you get ahead, I beg you...please..."
As Yang Shan spoke, he couldn't help crying, his legs suddenly bent down, and he knelt down slowly towards the Li Patriarch.
"Father!" Seeing this scene, "Yang Chen" beside him couldn't help howling, his eyes showing unbearable expression.
"Oh!" Patriarch Li sighed and said, "Yang Shan, it's not that I don't want to help you, but you also know that the withdrawal order from the Star Academy has come down, and I can't help you with my ability!"
"Patriarch Li, your hands and eyes are open to the sky, how can there be no way?" Yang Shan hurriedly knocked his head to Patriarch Li. The voice of "Dong-dong-dong" reverberated, and his head was dripping with blood. It looks terrible.
"Oh!" Seeing this scene, Patriarch Li sighed, he raised his hand, helped the other person up, and whispered: "Brother Yang Shan, get up, I promise you will!"
Hearing this, Yang Shan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes showed doubts.
He seemed to be a little unbelievable, but Patriarch Li, who had always looked at them coldly, was so kind?
however.
Patriarch Li's next sentence immediately made Yang Shan like falling into an ice cave.
"Brother Yang, I heard that there is an old house in your house, which is quite large. When I was having dinner with the dean of the Star Academy, I heard him mention this incident by accident. Very interested..." Patriarch Li said with a smile.
Hearing this, Yang Shan's face was a bit ugly for an instant.
"No!" Looking at this memory, Yang Chen's face changed instantly, and he subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to help Yang Shan up.
however.
Memories are memories after all.
Dreamlike.
Yang Shan in the memory nodded slowly: "Okay! I promise you! As long as Xiaochen can continue his studies, I am willing to teach you the old house!"
"Okay! Hahahaha!"
The Li Patriarch in the memories smiled cheerfully and arrogantly.
Yang Shan in the memory, his face was as gray as death, as if all his strength had been emptied.
And then, the screen flashed again.
Another memory, like a revolving lantern, sneaked into Yang Chen's mind.
In the picture, a teenager of 17 or 18 is standing like a wooden stake on the school playground. And beside him, there was a circle of students from the Star Academy. The faces of these people were full of mockery, and they kept talking to the young man in the center.