REVEREND INSANITY
Chapter 2: Back in time with 500 years of knowledge

Legend has it, in this world, there is something called the River of time. It supports this whole stream of the world. And Spring and Autumn Crickets can go against the tide, turning back the clock.

Against such rumors, the opinions of people vary. Many people will find it overwhelming, while others are half-believing or half-doubting.

No one seems to really believe it.

Because every time one used the Spring and Autumn Cricket, that person would have to pay with his life, and sacrifice his entire cultivation base to move the power.

Costly. However, the thing that makes people can't stand is – in using one's life to trade, while the results are still uncertain.

Even if one possessed the Spring and Autumn Crickets, that person, still, would not dare to use them carelessly.

What if the rumor is just a scheme?

If Fang Yuan wasn't in a dead end situation, he wouldn't have used it that quickly either.

However, simultaneously, Fang Yuan was very confident.

Because the reality displayed in front of him had made him unable to retaliate. He is truly reincarnated again!

“It is a pity that such a good Gu has summoned such an incredible force to kill over a hundred thousand people, becoming the wrath of the Gods and the hatred of everyone, he said, then suffered countless difficulties to be able to fix it. . . . . . Fang Yuan quietly exclaimed. Although she had been reborn, the Spring and Autumn Cicada did not accompany her.

Man is the spirit of all living beings; gu is the true essence of the world.

Gu is very strange and innumerable. There was a Gu who would disappear after using it once or twice. However, some Gu can be reused again and again as long as the usage limit has not been exceeded.

Perhaps Spring and Autumn Cicada were the types of Gu that could only be used once.

“Although it is gone, I can still perfect it again. If I can succeed in my previous life, why can't I succeed in this life? ” However, after a while later, Fang Yuan could not help but feel a surge of extraordinary purpose filling his heart.

He could completely accept the fact that Spring and Autumn Cicada had been damaged while trying to revive him.

Moreover, he still carried the treasure with him, but not completely lacking.

This treasure was the memories and experiences he had gained over the past five hundred years.

His memories contained many treasures that no one could open before. Experiencing countless major events easily helped him control the flow of history. He remembered many people in his mind. Some were secret senior cultivators; some were top-notch geniuses, some were even unborn. Living for the past five hundred years, he had experienced severe difficulties while cultivating as well as gaining various fighting experiences.

With this experience, no doubt, he would be able to hold the general situation and the decisive world opportunity in his hands. If he could do this well, ruling over the world and remembering cruel, ruthless demons would not be a problem. Moreover, he could even take one step forward, breaking through newer and higher realms!

“Then how should I do it. . . . . . Fang Yuan was very rational. He immediately got his ambition, faced the night rain outside the window and appeared in his mind.

Imagining like this, a lot of things to be dealt with, immediately appeared.

After thinking for a moment, his eyebrows frowned even more.

Five hundred years is long enough. Those innumerable things became blurred. He could not remember his memories. The well-hidden treasures and eternal opportunities were numerous, but most of them were at a distance of hundreds of thousands of li [1]. Also, it can only be opened at certain times.

“The critical key is still the cultivation base. I have now not even opened my Ancient Sea, have not even stepped on the cultivation path of a Master Gu. I'm basically human! I need to cultivate quickly, increase my cultivation base, then pursue history in front of me, try to take advantage of that eternal opportunity, and find a good place. ”

Especially with so many treasures but without sufficient cultivation, even if he wanted to have them, he would still be unable to understand them. Instead, it was as if it was being burned while holding a hot potato, seeking death.

The first problem that appeared in front of Fang Yuan was the cultivation base.

He needed to increase his cultivation base quickly. If he continued to be as slow as in his previous life, it would be too late.

“If I need to raise my cultivation quickly, I should definitely borrow resources from the clan. With my current situation, I am basically unable to break through the dangerous mountains safely. An ordinary boar could easily kill me. If I can reach the third level cultivation base of a Master Gu, I will then be able to protect myself, traveling around this world. ”

Using eyes that had been strengthened with the Devil's Path for five hundred years to observe, this Green Straw Mountain was too small. The Ancient Moon Mountain Fortress looked more like a prison.

However, the prison that lures freedom is also a place that represents absolute security.

“Hum, in a moment, let's train in this prison. I only need to cultivate to the third level of a Master Gu; then I can leave this abandoned mountain. Lucky for me, tomorrow is the Sacrifice Ceremony. From there onwards I was officially able to open up Master Gu's cultivation path for myself. ”

Thinking of the Sacrifice Ceremony, Fang Yuan's heart that had long been covered in dust, suddenly recalled a scene.

“Talent? . . . . . . Looking out the window, he could not help but laugh coldly.

At that moment, the door opened slightly. A young man stepped in.

“Gege [2], why are you standing next to a window when it rains?”

This young man is skinny. He was much shorter than Fang Yuan, but their faces were about the same.

Fang Yuan turned to look at the young man, a flash of complication instantly appearing on his face.

“That's you, my twin brother. He slightly raised his eyebrows. His face was cold as usual.

Fang Zheng lowered his head, looking at his feet. This is his signature, “I see the gege door has not closed yet, so I think I should close it quietly. Tomorrow is the Sacrifice Ceremony. It's too late, and gege hasn't rested, if aunts and uncles know, they'll be worried. ”

He did not feel strange with Fang Yuan's cold reaction. From childhood until now, her older brother had always been like this.

Born to the same mother at the same time, how could Heaven be so unjust. Heaven gave Gege a diamond-like talent, and he was as normal a stone.

Everyone around them, when mentioning him, all said, “This is Fang Yuan's didi [3]. ”

His aunt and uncle also told him to learn from his older brother.

Even he himself had cultivated hatred towards himself when he saw his own face in the mirror!

These thoughts have formed over the past few years and are gradually accumulating in his innermost feelings. As his heart was pressed down by the stone that was getting heavier and heavier as time went on, his head gradually lowered even lower over the years. He also spoke less and became more silent.

“Worried . . . . . . Thinking of his aunt and uncle, Fang Yuan could not help but laugh inwardly.

He clearly remembered that his parents had died at the same time when they were on a mission for the clan. At the age of three, he and didi had become orphans together.

Her aunt and uncle then used their guardian's name to seize her parents' inheritance property in public. Moreover, they had treated him and his didi very harshly.

Usually, people who have been reborn usually choose to hide their talents and keep them in the dark. However, with a difficult life, Fang Yuan had no other choice but to display “Bakat” - her that had surpassed ordinary people.

The so-called genius was simply someone with a mature soul and soul, using the famous poems of China Earth for thousands of years.

Surprisingly, everyone was afraid of this little experiment. He quickly became the center of attention. Under pressure from the outside, the young Fang Yuan could not help but maintain his icy expression to pretend and protect himself, avoiding being caught.

As time went on, his cold face had become a habit.

Just like that, his uncle and aunt no longer treated him and didi harshly anymore. The more people appreciate the prospect, the more such treatments increase.

Nonetheless, this is not affection; it is a kind of investment.

Funny thing is, his didi can't see the truth. Not only was he deceived by his uncle and aunt, he even fostered hatred towards him. Do not be deceived by his obedience and honesty at this time. In Fang Yuan's memories, after being measured to be an A-grade talent, with his constant strong training in the clan, his hatred, and jealousy had all been shown. He had also fought and bullied his own elder brother several times.

Not to mention his talent. . . . . .

Haha, the highest is only the value of C.

Destiny always likes to play around.

A pair of twins; gege talent is class C but then independently enjoys the name of a genius for decades. In contrast, Didi who did not have fame had A-class talent.

The result completely opened the eyes of the people in this clan. Moreover, it had also completely reversed the treatment the two brothers had endured until now.

Didi was like a sleeping dragon that suddenly floated in the sky, and gege like a small phoenix that had just fallen from heaven.

After that, there was a difficulty deliberately bestowed by the didi, the cold treatment of his uncles and aunts, and the humiliation of fellow clan members.

The hatred?

In his previous life, Fang Yuan used to hate his lacking talent, hate the cold-blooded clan, hate his disadvantageous fate.

However, right now, as he was using what he had been going through for the past five hundred years to examine this path, the waves in his heart were fearless, without the radiance of hatred.

What good is hate?

Changing his views and thoughts for a while, he could also understand didi, his uncle and aunt, as well as the fierce enemies of the straight sect that now surrounded him, five hundred years later.

The weak are the victims; the strong are the survivors. This is the nature of this world.

In addition, everyone has their own ambitions. But when they fought over the same sacred opportunity, how could one not understand the plunder and slaughter in between?

After five hundred years, he immediately understood. In one's heart, only Eternity can be the main path.

If someone stops him in the middle of reaching this path, then no matter who that person is, it can only be ‘you die, I live’.

With greedy ambition in his heart, on this path, everyone is destined to be your enemy, you are destined to come and go alone and also destined to face layer after layer of killing.

This is the enlightenment gained from five hundred years of life.

“Revenge is not my goal; the path of the devil never only compromises. Thinking up to here, Fang Yuan could not help but laugh. Looking up to face didi, he casually looked at her, and said, “You should go back. ”

Fang Zheng could not help but be frightened. He felt his gege eyes as sharp as pointed ice blades, as if they could pierce through his innermost thoughts.

Under his eyes, he appeared naked in a pile of snow, without any precious secrets.

“Then I'll see you tomorrow, gege. He immediately did not dare to waste any more words. Fang Zheng closed the door, then greeted before leaving.

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[2] Gege \= older brother

[3] Didi \= younger brother