Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 1 Change your life against the sky!

[Reincarnation simulation, take you to experience different life in different poses and with different expressions! 】

[Do you want to start the first Sims life? 】

Yuan Tianjie, Da Jin, Immortal Ascension Ceremony.

In an inn, the young man sitting on the edge of the bed stood up, his handsome face was reflected in the ancient mirror on one side, and his expression was a little dazed.

It has been [-] years since he traveled through this world, and Ji Qiu never thought that he would have a golden finger one day.

Memories from a long time ago are gradually emerging, even though it has been more than ten years in the life simulator, Ji Qiu still probably remembers some.

Through the introduction, I learned that it was similar to a word game he had played in the past.

Thinking of this, the handsome young man couldn't help but twitch his brows slightly.

"Three days later, it's time for the Immortal Sect to accept disciples. Originally, with my aptitude, I could only join the lowest sects and sects. But if this simulator is miraculous, it may not be impossible to turn things around."

Standing up and pacing back and forth, Ji Qiu admitted that his heart was moved.

In the past 16 years, since he was born with Su Hui, he knew the vastness of the world, there were immortals soaring to the nine heavens, and he began to live forever and live with the same king as the world. His goal is to stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

After going through untold hardships, I finally obtained an entry qualification. I thought it was a mortal start, but there was such a turning point.

Although he doesn't know what the golden finger is for, as long as there is an opportunity, Ji Qiu will never let it go. This has always been his creed in life.

"Let's try it."

"start."

Putting his clothes back together and lying on the bedside, Ji Qiu thought to himself, the next moment, the reincarnation simulator slowly changed.

[Even if it is a mediocre life, there is an extremely small possibility that the most brilliant fireworks will bloom. 】

[First reincarnation simulation, start. 】

[You have successfully reincarnated. 】

Ji Qiu's soul fell into ignorance, and the scene presented to him at this time was black and white, without any color.

It wasn't until there was a flash of light that there was a change, and then it was like a movie screening, silently watching the beginning of a life.

This kind of feeling is very miraculous. With such a method, even those real people who are familiar with the magic of the fairy family may find it difficult to grasp it.

Ji Qiu watched silently, and the picture began to change.

With the cries of the baby croaking to the ground, the Sims life begins.

1 year old: The wind is bleak and the snow is fluttering. On a freezing night with heavy snow, with a cry, you came into the world.

This is a poor family with very few valuables, and it can be called a barren house. Fortunately, the parents are healthy, so they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.

You were born with Su Hui and a deep soul, so you can speak for a hundred days and walk in June, far surpassing people of your age.

However, because your behavior is different from ordinary people, your parents care about you. If your family is not surrounded by walls, they may ask eminent monks to give alms and Taoist priests to dispel evil spirits.

【You have acquired an innate talent—Seven-Aperture Exquisite】

[Increased wisdom root, improved comprehension, improved aptitude. 】

3 years old: Disasters fell from heaven and thousands of miles away. According to legend, evil spirits caused chaos and made the people miserable.

This catastrophe has also affected your family, which is not well-to-do. In addition, you have two older brothers, and the burden of the family is heavy. The family can't even eat enough, and it seems that they will run out of food.

At this time, your father made a difficult decision to sell you.

Fortunately, an eminent monk who came from wandering came forward, with discerning eyes, and bought you, which saved you from the fate of being sold to traffickers.

4 years old: The eminent monk who bought you called himself Jingming of Xuankong Temple, and you were taken in by him as a disciple. The name of the layman was removed, and the name was changed to Zhenru.

This year, you traveled around with your master and returned to the Hanging Temple.

5 years old: You lived in the other courtyard of Xuankong Mountain with your master, and you were taught by him personally.

During this period, you made rapid progress, as if you had never forgotten it, which made your master Jingming amazed by this, and felt that the legacy of a lifetime will eventually be passed on.

6 years old: In the same year, you have been following your master to read and write, practice Zen and enlighten the Tao. You only feel that although the life is boring, you can count on food and clothing, which is far better than the hunger and cold when you were young.

7 years old: This year, your master Jingming taught you the basic martial art of Xuankong Temple, Vajra Fist.

In the same year, you practiced in winter and summer and practiced in summer, and you never slacked off for a day. Your master was more satisfied because of this, and he favored you even more.

9 years old: On this day, the cold wind is howling and desolate, just like when you just opened your eyes in this world.

Even this winter is colder than before.

But at this time, after two years of training in your Vajra Fist, you have already achieved great success, and your body training has also made initial progress. In the outside world, no one dares to object to your reputation as a third-rate master.

This year, you became the one with the best martial arts practice among the disciples of Xuankong Temple, and you became the number one under the sect.

Everyone in the temple feels that you are expected to surpass the patriarch, surpass the innate, and even enter the Tao with martial arts and become a real practitioner.

You feel the same way.

[You have obtained the Dacheng Fist - Vajra Fist]

11 years old: Winter goes to spring, everything recovers, and Ruixue sprouts new shoots.

When you were offering incense and practicing Zen in the Buddhist temple, you met a young girl.

When we first met, the girl was in front of the bronze statue of Buddha, burning incense and praying, while covering her face and crying.

You passed by by chance, and based on the principle of saving the suffering with compassion, you stepped forward lightly, lowered your head and raised your eyebrows and asked, wanting to know the cause of the matter and help him escape the sea of ​​suffering.

When the girl saw you asking, she immediately told the reason. It turned out that a little white fox she grew up with died of illness quietly. That's why she came to the temple to burn incense and pray for him, hoping that it would have a good birth in the next life. No more animals in the mountains and forests.

As he talked, he couldn't help feeling sad from his heart, sobbing softly, tears dripping quietly like morning dew.

You couldn't help but laugh when you heard the girl's sobbing intermittently, but Master taught you the good upbringing since childhood, and instead asked you to start persuading her, telling the young girl to smile through tears.

Waiting for her to smile like a flower, at this time, you will notice that the girl in front of you has delicate features, and tears are hanging on her face without makeup, which can be called a jade carving.

For the first time, your heart throbbed.

13 years old: Because of your innate talent, your progress is far beyond that of people of your age. Whether you are practicing Zen or practicing martial arts, you are very comparable.

This year, you have just completed martial arts, entered the second-rate world, and you can be regarded as a moderate master, so you went down the mountain to practice, and within a hundred miles of the Xuankong Temple, you spread the Buddhadharma and became famous.

It is worth mentioning that the little girl whose pet died two years ago and was comforted by you until she burst into laughter has always been free for the past two years, so she came to Hanging Mountain, and in the name of worshiping Buddha and burning incense, always secretly looking at you.

You didn't point it out either.

16 years old: Due to successive years of natural disasters, the world has been a little turbulent. In the counties and counties where they lived and worked in peace and contentment in the past, there were occasional disaster victims wandering around, and the people's harvest was not as good as every year.

In the same year, you, who won the number one martial arts among the young generation of Xuankong Temple many times, your status has been seriously threatened.

There was a disciple who was not as far away as you, and who had been guarding and cleaning the Sutra Pavilion, suddenly advanced in martial arts by leaps and bounds, and by some chance, he broke into the first-class realm, and became a blockbuster, making even the big Xuankong Temple look up to him with admiration.

However, as you who have practiced superior martial arts for many years and entered the first-class realm, he failed to win.

In the end, the two of you faced each other for hundreds of rounds, each of you was exhausted, and the battle ended in a tie.

But you know in your heart that you have lost this battle.

Because if it wasn't for the exhaustion of true qi, it would not be difficult to beat yourself at the level of the senior brother opposite.

In this regard, you feel a little disappointed, and you have tasted the fruit of failure for the first time in your life.

But fortunately, there is a girl who has been with me for a long time, who will always take the trouble to explain myself.

Even if.
In fact, I don't know the girl's name, I only know that she is called Miss Xiu.

20 years old: spring goes and autumn comes, everything withers, the leaves of the linden trees in the Xuankong Temple turn yellow, and under the sunshine of dusk, they become extraordinarily beautiful.

You are dressed in a white monk robe, your figure is tall and straight, as bright as a jade tree, and you have completely grown into a young man. With this appearance, I don’t know how many young girls are fond of it.

But it's a pity that you are a monk, and you are a disciple who has high hopes from the Xuankong Temple, so you are destined not to be involved in love affairs.

But even so, you are used to a woman approaching.

The little girl who was crying because of the little fox's death back then is now a young girl who has fully grown into a double-ten youth, as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and burning like a flower out of green waves.

In these years, she especially likes to hear you chanting Buddhist scriptures and telling short stories in front of her.

Just like a long time ago, when you comforted her, it was the same.

But behind that smile, there is hesitation and worry that cannot be erased no matter what.

If you're more careful, you should be able to spot it.

21 years old: The major event that affects your life has finally happened.

The senior brother who once fought with you to a tie, has become a martial arts congenital with a posture of invincibility.

Such a realm is extremely rare in this remote area, a small place where the fairy trail is almost extinct.

As a matter of course, you lost in the competition for the future seat of the Hanging Temple.

After all, a martial arts genius is enough to fight against thousands of troops and keep one side's power unabated for a hundred years. Even if you have been amazingly talented all the time, you will not be able to compete after all.

In the same year, something even more difficult for you to accept also happened.

During those ten years of cold and heat, the girl who came to the Xuankong Temple to listen to you chanting sutras and chanting Buddha when she was free, suddenly shed tears for no reason during the last meeting with you.

You didn't know that she was getting married until you asked in a panic and knew the reason.

The last time the girl was under endless pressure, she just wanted to ask you a question.

Are you willing to take her away?

At this time, you fell silent and stopped the story you were telling.

Winter is over and everything is recovering. It should be a season of vitality.

But she looked at you, but she knew your hesitant answer.

So, she smiled, very relieved.

23 years old: You have removed the halo of the past, and you spend the whole day with green lights and yellow scrolls, chanting scriptures and Buddha, and being accompanied by morning bells and evening drums.

But you are getting more and more irritable.

After she left, you knew her name, Su Qixiu, the little princess of the Suqian royal family.

Because of natural disasters and man-made disasters in recent years, the great power has been weak, the border frictions are constant, and the emperor is soft-hearted, and he wants to avoid the disaster of swords and soldiers through marriage, and Su Qixiu is the candidate.

You start to feel a little regretful, wondering if it would be better to take her away if you knew this at the time.

25 years old: Su Qixiu disappeared, suspected to have died.

Because you don't care about world affairs, it took a long time to hear the news from the ears of lay people chatting in the temple.

It is said that after she got married, she disappeared halfway, and no one knew where she went.

But thinking about it, she was just an ordinary woman, and she probably wouldn't end well at the edge of the northern desert.

After hearing the news, you were silent for a long time, and once again went to the Bodhi tree in the back mountain, not knowing what to do.

Master Jingming once said that for Su Qixiu in his ignorant years, it was just a "tribulation" on the road of practice, an illusion, and a trial given to him by the Buddha.

But for this answer, your Gujing Wubo's mood began to become somewhat resistant. At this time, you already vaguely knew the answer in your heart, but it was already too late.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, so what can be done in vain.

30 years old: You sit quietly and meditate, sit alone under the Bodhi tree, and don't ask about worldly affairs.

42 years old: Your master Jingming passed away suddenly, and you inherited his position and became the elder of Xuankong Temple.

57 years old: Daqian subjugates the country, and there is chaos at the foot of the Xuankong Temple. Your former senior brother has long since left for a real opportunity to enter the Tao, and you are the only one who will hold on to the foundation of the temple.

You have also shouldered the heavy burden, and you are conscientious in managing the foundation.

70 years old: Due to the turmoil and frequent fighting in your later years, you left a lot of hidden wounds, and your body is hard to return.

Before you died, you looked back on your life, sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, smiled lightly, and realized something in your eyes, but it was too late.

You passed away.

"Your life is over."

"After testing, you have a rare level of talent - Qiqiao Linglong, ordinary level six martial arts, is it solidified?"

[Comment: Your life has been full of ups and downs, and it should have been brilliant, but it is a pity that the world is impermanent, the original genius fell into decadence, and before he really embarked on the road, he quietly disappeared from everyone.

From a lifetime perspective, there is no doubt that it is a tragedy. 】

After the screening ended, Ji Qiu didn't recover for a long time.

This is no simulation at all.

Countless memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave. If it wasn't for the memorable events, Ji Qiu's consciousness would have been washed away long ago.

In his ears, at this moment, the girl under the bodhi tree when he was young still reverberates softly and teasingly whispering slowly as he recites:

"Take refuge in the Buddha, take refuge in the Dharma, and take refuge in the Sangha"

"Take refuge, Miss Xiu."

The last sentence was added on her own initiative at the time.

In an instant, the violent emotion of the moment when he was on the verge of death hit Ji Qiu's heart.

That was the last thing he figured out.

Master Jingming once told him that Su Qixiu was the catastrophe of his cultivation.

But if she is his robbery, then what are these ten years of day and night, the close company that abides by etiquette, and the hidden hope hidden in her eyes?
The Buddha is sentimental, and advocates believers to be compassionate and cherish all living beings.

The Buddha is ruthless, but he exhorts believers to abandon the seven emotions and six desires.

Even after imitating him for a lifetime, Ji Qiu is still a young man in his prime in essence.

Although he is true, he is even more Ji Qiu!
As for him who spent a lot of hard work to win the opportunity to cultivate immortality for a lifetime, Zhenru's life is undoubtedly unacceptable to him.

This strong emotional tumbling also made the simulator respond.

[Simulation of reincarnation is based on the development of the established trajectory, and the trajectory of life is inferred. 】

[However, Dao Dao is fifty, Tianyan is four or nine, everything has a turning point. 】

[Did the host choose to experience life and change his fate against the sky? 】

[Note: After the reincarnation is opened, all trajectories should be completely solidified, and there is only one chance to choose, and things that are not expected by the simulation will happen, please choose carefully. 】

This life is terrible.

In the 70 years that Zhenru has experienced, compared with Ji Qiu's life experience, it is undoubtedly clear at a glance which one has more weight.

Before he was on the verge of passing away, Ji Qiu undoubtedly knew what he was thinking.

"It would be great if this life could be repeated."

Now, isn't it all right?
"Choose to experience life."

"Change fate against the sky!"

With a calm expression, Ji Qiu spit out his answer softly.

As his voice sounded, a vortex slowly emerged, completely swallowing his consciousness.

In black and white.

　New year, new weather, new book set sail, thank you for your support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)