If you only talk about the skills of reincarnation, if you visit the world, there are probably not many people who dare to be on par with Mo Bai.

Even if the title of "King Ming" is just a title, you can imagine that it must be an unspeakable identity, and it really cannot shock Mo Bai.

It can't even cause much ripples in the heart.

It’s not that he is indifferent to fame and fortune, but that it depends on his family background. Although Mo Bai’s reputation in his previous life was not afraid to be king, he may not be as good as a royal son!

What's more, he is still a royal son who is already in troubled times!

However, it is obviously not enough to be able to reincarnate the craft.

Just like the "King of Ming", he is also very good at reincarnation, which is extremely expensive.

But on the wedding night, when I reached the peak of my life, I was suddenly beaten to death by someone, and I still died miserably...

But Mo Bai couldn't laugh at him, after all, in terms of misery, he might not be more lucky than the Ming Wang...

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The tall buildings rushed to the top of the clouds, and the torrent of steel ran rapidly!

Delicacies and sea flavors, silk and satin, everything is available.

In this peaceful and prosperous era, singing and dancing to peace, and being born in a powerful family, is truly destined to be graceful for a lifetime!

However, although his fate is good, Mo Bai has no blessing to save him.

Congenital weak body, born sick!

Before he could enjoy the joy of the world for a day, he began to suffer in pain and failed to get to the ground. He visited famous doctors in the arms of his family.

In the end, he was helpless and could not even detect the cause of the disease, and he was just about to be unable to pass the year!

But the only hope makes the closest relatives shed tears.

But in the end, there was no way. He had to take the last light in despair and send him to his mentor.

From then on, he left this prosperous world with flowers...

Day by day, year by year, mountains and rivers turn, and years are coming and going!

In the cold winter and hot summer season, Mo Bai'an lives in a famous mountain temple, practices medical classics and martial arts, and swallows the essence of the sun and the moon in order to save his life.

The spring flowers and autumn moons are fragrant, so I follow my master to walk in the mountains, forests and wilderness, pick rare medicines, and regulate my life!

Winter goes and spring comes, and it’s thirty years in the blink of an eye!

That authority was astonishing as the world, and that wealth seemed to have nothing to do with him, who was indescribable in his fate.

From a young man to a young man, he was peaceful and peaceful. Although his illness became more and more painful, he never thought of giving up.

Although the master never said to him, "You will be fine!"

The master just said to him, "The fate of the sky is determined. Although it is impossible to force it, people must fight for it!"

He agreed with this sentence and really did it to the extreme.

In the years without hope, he spent the unbearable illness and torture again and again, and finally fought for thirty times between the impossible!

In fact, even without this sentence, he never thought of giving up.

Even if he lives, dies, or is a kind of happiness like him.

But he was not without nostalgia. Although he was not by his parents and family for many years, whenever he was a little tough and returned home, his family's deep pity and joy...

He can't give up, and it's always good to spend more than one day.

Although it was indeed miserable for decades, he was not actually pessimistic. On the contrary, he rarely complained about the world in his life, but he was still very optimistic.

This may be the indifferent aura that has been cultivated by living in Zhong Ling and Jingxiu since childhood, or the influence of a high-ranking monk who once said something to him when he followed his master to a famous mountain.

"Saving hard in this life is to pay off the debts for the past life and accumulate blessings for the next life!" Perhaps it is because of the environment, Mo Bai really needs some support, and he is willing to believe this sentence.

Faith can sometimes really give people strong power. At this point, he not only lives, but also lives very fulfillingly.

During the decades, he ran with the sky, and when he was free, he also learned his life skills, especially medical skills, which stem from his own illness and his belief in accumulating blessings for the next life.

It is a pity that the fire of life sways in the wind, but it is still young, so I have already taken my pulse and opened my prescription to overcome the evil diseases for the world.

By the age of twenty, the master had no need to come out of the mountain, and he had never taken action until his death.

And in the past decade, he has truly lived countless people and accumulated profound blessings!

This life is not wasted.

But to be honest, he felt a little regretful before closing his eyes.

Even though he was indifferent to life and death, he had never thought about prosperity since he was a child!

He also often thinks and even has impulsiveness. If his physical condition is slightly better, he also wants to walk among the bustling city and see the prosperity of this world.

It is best to have a heart-warming love affair and walk on this world vigorously...

How great it would be that way!

But he was unable to enter the world until his death.

"Saving hard in this life is to pay off the debts for the previous life and to accumulate blessings for the next life!"

This sentence is a very important support for his faith throughout his life, and it is also before he closed his eyes. Although he was calm, he still yearned for it.

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The light and shadow slowly faded away, and Mo Bai lay quietly on the bed in a daze. After a while, his eyes cleared again.

In the past world, no matter whether you want it or not, it has gone far away.

Fortunately, he was indifferent.

He looked slightly, and his eyes began to fluctuate. He turned his head and looked at the door.

It seemed that I was quietly feeling the movement outside the door.

A little further away, there seemed to be footsteps on the bluestone slab from time to time, which was very heavy.

Mo Bai listened quietly, unable to tell who he was because he didn't know that there were soldiers on duty outside.

However, he didn't seem to think deeply. He just cared whether people outside would get close.

"Tread..." The footsteps sometimes sounded, but it seemed that they were always moving in an area and there was no sign of getting closer.

Mo Bai's eyes flashed slightly, and he remembered the Zhang Dan Master who was left here to take care of him in his mind.

But Mo Bai remembered that he had saved himself and continued his heart fire. If he had guessed correctly, the one who should have adjusted his breathing nearby and recovered his vitality, and should not come here for the time being.

"Even if you really come here, it's okay..." Mo Bai thought again.

Immediately, Mo Bai's eyelids moved slightly, his eyes slowly closed, and his chest still hurt violently, but Mo Bai didn't make a sound. He was sensating his body carefully.

"There is a slight fluctuation of blood and qi, and a little warmth is supported by the pain in the chest..."

His eyes opened again, and he slowly raised his arm without hesitation.

"Yeah!" The sound was so low that only he could hear it, and the pain was intensifying.

Mo Bai's forehead was covered with sweat in an instant, and his clear eyes began to have bloodshot.

But he was just a very faint movement, and he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

He tried his best and slowly bent his arms. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to want to support himself on the bed and sit up.

Master Zhang Dan once said that at this moment he is like a flame in the wind, and may be extinguished at any time because of a little extra movement.

But he obviously didn't care about this sentence.

Maybe I still remember, but no one could shake his desire to sit up.

Sweat like rain, the bed sheets were all wet, as if the vitality in the body was pouring out with the sweat.

Master Zhang Dan really didn't say anything. Mo Bai tried to sit up, and his fragile heart veins seemed like a spider web that could crack at any time.

The unimaginable pain became more and more intense as his movements, as if it was beyond the reach of a person.

Indeed, it has actually exceeded it. Another person may have already exhausted and fainted, waiting for death.

Many people may be able to bear the pain, but few people can take the initiative to bear the greater pain.

But Mo Bai is fine!

In the past thirty years, no one can imagine how he spent every year.

He finally successfully sat cross-legged...

Although he had difficulty breathing, his mind was drooping, his eyelids drooped, his face turned completely pale, and he did not contain a trace of blood, and his whole body was shaking!

But he did not fall and was still alive.

The strong nerve tried hard to use the last anger to lift the weak arm, and actually touched the chest and pressed it.

"Hmph!" Another muffled groan, and the sound was still not loud.

Maybe Mo Bai is powerless to hold on, or maybe he can't make much noise.
To be continued...