The Lord of Reincarnation - 125. Chapter 124 Diary (see monthly ticket!)

Fang Xian was a little flustered!

Because he found that he couldn’t sense his body anymore.

It can only exist in the form of the soul, and this new world seems strange.

tired!

So tired!

Even if I just turn my thoughts, I become tired.

“I…in the last world, I forcibly swallowed the reincarnation disk and ran away under heaven’s punishment…”

“It seems that there are some sequelae?”

“But… as long as the reincarnation disk is still there, it is earned… the attribute bar swallows the reincarnation disk, what changes?”

As soon as he thought of this, a light curtain appeared in his heart, and other data was hazy, only a mark made by a small reincarnation disk sent a message.

“You can take the initiative to reincarnate… just need time to accumulate strength…”

“A Xiantian Lingbao, just changed to an option that can be traversed actively? You pit me in the attribute bar…”

“I’m already in the new world? What is going on in this world?”

Fang Xian found that he was getting more and more tired, as if he had gone back to the past few lifetimes to stay up late playing games, his eyes went dark and he passed out again.

…

In the darkness, I don’t know how long it has passed before Fang Xian’s consciousness has been awake again.

“My soul is still…but why is it so weak? Is it because the rules of the world are different? This world…is not suitable for Eastern Immortal Dao?”

This Fangxian is still a bit mentally prepared.

Although the world doesn’t admit that he can’t live long by practicing with the primordial spirit, at least it greatly increases the life span of the soul that was originally just an ordinary person, and can support several more reincarnations.

Otherwise, after such a long time, his soul is afraid that it will reach the limit of lifespan, that is not a problem that can be solved by replacing the body.

“Just…Where am I?”

While he was still awake, Fang Xian began to explore the darkness around him.

After a long time, his consciousness found boundaries all around, as if he was in a dark prison.

“what?”

In the dark corners, there are a few lines of text.

“…I don’t understand! Can you speak the language of another world?”

Fang Xian just wanted to study it, that groggy feeling reappeared and made him fall asleep again…

…

I don’t know how long it has been before, Fang Xian woke up, and found that the text in another world had already taken up half of the space.

“Damn… how to crack a brand new language?”

He was a little crazy.

At this moment, a new line of handwriting was suddenly found, which was taking shape.

Although he still didn’t recognize those strokes, Fang Xian spread his primordial power without hesitation.

Through that brushstroke, he seemed to sense something.

A word fell, and he seemed to see the warm and gentle sunshine.

“Sun!”

“The word that just fell, it means’sun’ or’clear’!”

“Is anyone writing? Through this brushstroke, I sensed the emotion of the person writing, which is equivalent to him or she teaching me to read…”

When everyone writes, the corresponding meaning will come to mind.

On the other hand, Fang Xian could vaguely feel the image through his own primordial spirit, and even guess the meaning of these different characters.

“It’s just… so tired…”

After learning a few words that weren’t true or false, Fang Xian fell asleep again.

I don’t know how long it took for such a cycle of days.

…

“what?”

Finally once, Fang Xian didn’t know how long he had slept, but in the dimness, he felt a trickle, poured into his soul.

He woke up, feeling that the state of the soul was better than ever, much better than the previous few times, and his thoughts turned quickly.

At exactly this moment, another alien character was formed in the dark space.

“I saw dark clouds… Does it mean cloudy or rainy?”

“Death…withering…”

“friend……”

Fang Xian had already learned a lot of words before, and by this time, he could almost understand and start to interpret the previous texts, the different texts, at this time, in his eyes, it was already mostly understandable:

…

“On the 13th, Qing… went to school, chatted with…,… is a very cheerful girl, I think I am in love with her…”

“On the 17th, Yin… holiday, go fishing with… lake, that fish is delicious…”

The latest line of text is still emerging:

“…It’s raining, it’s uncomfortable,…I died, I went to the funeral…I hope…I like that bunch of daisies…Life is so short and sad…”

…

Those omitted words are either Fang Xian’s inaccurate meaning, or simply a person’s name, because when touched, several different faces always appear in his soul.

High nose bridge, brown eyes, like a mixed race… The only thing worthy of comfort is that it is still a human world.

“Damn… I was reincarnated as a diary? Or… a living, no,’alive’ notebook? It was used to write a diary…”

Fang Xian perceives a terrible truth: “And… I am still unable to resist for the time being?”

Fortunately, his character was tough, his soul was strong, but he did not collapse, and he accepted the reality after a period of time.

“It’s no way to become a notebook, but…if you can’t act on your own, it’s very helpless…There is a big crisis…”

He looked at this dark space and found that it was almost filled with diaries.

“If I were used to write a diary, as a notebook, it would definitely have pages. No matter how thick it is, there would be a day to finish writing… At that time, either Sell waste paper, take it to destroy and remodel… Then I just die like this?”

If before being’processed’, the attribute bar has not accumulated enough energy for reincarnation, maybe it’s really dead!

“No, it can’t be like this!”

Fang Xian gritted his teeth: “Then what should I do? Maybe…you can try it.”

He looked at the first few pages of the diary, the power of the primordial spirit spread, and he wanted to erase a punctuation mark.

It was a diary from a long time ago, even if the original owner went to read it in person, he might not remember whether there were multiple punctuations.

As a result, his power easily erased the punctuation.

“Hmm… It seems that if I want to, I can swallow the traces of the previous writing at any time and turn it into white paper again, so that people can write that it is old… or even…”

The power of his primordial spirit changed a little bit, replacing one word with another.

“Sure enough… I can not only erase the handwriting, but also take the initiative to reveal some information… Well, how do you feel similar to a certain demon surnamed Fu?”

“But this way… at least I can communicate with the owner of the notebook, no… If I find out that my notebook can write and respond, I will probably lose it, hide it, or try to destroy it… This is very unsafe. …”

Fang Xian couldn’t help it for a while.

This time, his consciousness lasted for a long time, and he saw several new diaries.

Suddenly, one day, Fang Xian felt a shock in the space, and several diaries and the darkness they belonged to were torn apart.

“No, those are… the man wrote some little secret diaries, he wants to destroy them?”

“Damn, this is tearing the pages of my book!”

“When a diary is so miserable, it’s a disaster!”