The scholar's vision was blurred and he felt like he was sinking.
It was as if I had fallen into the deep sea, surrounded by dead silence, so quiet that no sound could be heard.
Suddenly, a whale swam out of the darkness, opened its huge mouth and swallowed him.
When he opened his eyes again, the scholar appeared in a field.
On the horizon, seven skeletons larger than mountains were floating. Each of them was covered in tattered Nine Heaven Mysterious Birds and ferocious beast robes. They were sitting cross-legged and floating according to a certain pattern.
Looking back, the setting sun brings the world down, and the pale red light shines through the gaps between the bones, casting a cage-like shadow.
The grass at his feet was growing without wind, and the scholar was at a loss.
He couldn't remember who he was or why he was here.
Just after taking the first step, the scene changes.
He came into the rainy night, and there were many mortals around him crying and running away.
"Mountain God, why do you want to kill us?"
"We gave it our all."
The scholar raised his head and looked at the immortal who looked exactly like himself in the sky.
The immortal's eyes were indifferent, he stroked the sword in his hand and said to himself:
"After this batch of blood sacrifices, I think we will be able to reach another level."
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of blood-red sword energy came from nowhere and slashed at the mortals.
The scholar himself was beheaded in an instant.
He returned to the wilderness again.
The second time he looked up, he felt that he was closer to the seven skeletons.
And the skeleton seemed to be staring at him.
The scholar shuddered, but was induced by some kind of will and took the second step uncontrollably.
This time, he came to a cave and became one of dozens of girls.
He is still that immortal, all girls are his cauldron, and the pure Yin Yuan can suppress his inner demons.
The scholar was picked on by the smiling immortal. His limbs were weak and unable to resist. He only felt a sharp tearing pain in his lower body. He wailed and died as he was being humiliated by the scholar.
He returned to the wilderness and was about to lift his foot and take the third step.
"No! I won't leave!"
The scholar shouted in horror.
But he couldn't help it anymore.
His speed began to increase, and he started running across the wilderness with a ferocious expression.
He became the boy who was tortured and killed by the gods when he was controlled by the inner demon, his soul was lit by candlelight, and he became a living corpse with his internal organs hollowed out...
He became everyone who died at the hands of the gods.
The scholar's consciousness was mixed with the feelings of countless deaths, and he quickly lost himself. Every time he died, the pain gathered in his mind.
Finally, it exploded, and every cell in the body suffered unspeakable pain.
Suddenly, all feelings disappear.
The scholar, whose eyes were blank, was still standing in the field.
His five senses became extremely sharp, amplified countless times, and he could even clearly hear the friction of the bones in his body.
The scholar looked to the sky.
The skeleton disappeared without knowing when, and the entire sky was filled with dense eyeballs, staring at him.
As if the fear in his heart was amplified, the scholar was trembling, but he couldn't even move his neck.
The next moment, the eyeballs exploded one by one and turned into a sea of crimson blood, extinguishing the sun.
The scholar fell into absolute darkness.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was ten thousand years.
The scholar saw a light in the distance.
As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he ran madly towards the light.
When he reached the light source, he froze on the spot.
A giant eye made of flames was burning high.
A rustling sound sounded in the scholar's ears, like a whisper coming from the wind, wrapped in the rough gravel, hovering in his consciousness and lingering for a long time.
The scholar couldn't control his gaze and stared at that eye, but he couldn't understand the color of the flame at all!
As he continued to look directly, he felt a will from the flames.
--null.
Suddenly, the scholar heard something and gave up resistance. His eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he walked toward the flames wordlessly.
…
Baiyao lowered his head and saw that the scholar who had been screaming just now suddenly became silent, so he immediately used the imperial edict to absorb all his will power, and at the same time, he was completely destroyed physically and mentally.
[National Fortune +11,000 points]
In a blink of an eye, everyone, including Kong Xuan, was standing far away, looking at him with a little fear.
Everyone seemed to hear something from the scholar's scream, but they couldn't tell.
Su Quanzhong, who was extremely confused, began to recall his feelings just now, but as soon as he started, he was slapped unconscious by Kong Xuan.
"Don't think about it."
Kong Xuan carried the unconscious Su Quanzhong on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and solemnly said to everyone:
"Don't recall the sound just now, otherwise your soul will collapse and it will dissipate on its own."
Baiyao frowned slightly when he heard this. Could it be that others could also hear the voice of humanity?
It’s different from the description in the classics left by the second Da Zhu...
He could hear it himself, but other than that it was a little noisy, he had no other feeling.
Forget it, maybe after becoming an immortal, the understanding of heaven and man will be different. By then, through comparison, we will be able to understand what human nature is.
Baiyao regained his composure and walked toward the crowd.
Everyone took a step back in fright.
Huang Feihu’s teeth were chattering and he spoke unclearly:
"Da... Da Zhu, what are you doing..."
Baiyao said calmly:
"The secret method of humanity is over."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Finally, it was Ji Fa who plucked up the courage to walk to Baiyao. After staying for a while, he waved to everyone and said:
"It's really okay!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stepped on the ashes of the Ability God Tribulation all over the ground to come to Baiyao's side.
Baiyao looked at Huang Feihu and said:
"I don't blame you for the inaccurate roster. The Ability God has cultivation skills and you can't find him even if he hides. Where is the next place?"
Huang Feihu blushed. He was now a member of the royal family, but he didn't even do what Da Zhu told him to do well, and he still needed Da Zhu's help to excuse him.
If it is known to other royal families, Tuohu's family will definitely be marginalized.
Huang Feihu, who has no cultivation level, usually learns the true form of the supernatural god through the five-color sacred cow.
He took out the roster and said with shame:
"Eight hundred miles to the east, there is a snake demon who calls himself the river god."
Baiyao nodded and said:
"Find a place to rest and wait until I wake up."
On the way to find the strange god, he didn't want to give up his practice.
And unlike other practitioners who feel refreshed and refreshed after breathing out their spiritual energy, he has exhausted all his energy after practicing and must rest.
Although Kong Xuan can cast spells to help him regain his energy, it is always an external method, and it is best to adjust himself.
"Then I'll build a pavilion and come out," Kong Xuanyi pointed out: "It will definitely be much better than the Star-Zhaing Pavilion built by the royal family."
Baiyao opened his mouth slightly, thinking that you are still thinking about this matter.
He could only say:
"Thank you, Brother Kong."
Ji Fa also said:
"Thank you, Uncle Kong."
I saw Kong Xuan carrying Su Quanzhong with one hand, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered, transforming into a beautiful castle in the air, with a long translucent ladder running along the air to everyone's feet.
Huang Feihu was amazed, clapped his hands and said:
"The Immortal is truly a powerful being."
Kong Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Baiyao:
"Bless you."
Baiyao smiled back, turned around and stepped onto the stairs.
Then his foot slipped and he fell hard to the ground.
"Father!"
Ji Fa quickly helped Baiyao up.
Baiyao frowned after standing up and looked in all directions.
He felt a strong sense of malice.
