In the high sky of the inanimate world, the fog has blown away, and the sky is miserable white.
The "lifeless bliss and eternal peace of mind" that hundreds of thousands of people once believed in is actually such an empty and monotonous place.
All the nutrients were swallowed up by the Inanimate God Lord.
Not even an illusion that could comfort the souls of the dead was retained.
And under this empty sky, Zhang Linchuan stood suspended in the air, quietly feeling the feeling of the rapid loss of power - it would not affect his physical strength, but it would affect his inanimate world, and even more. his long-term future.
The struggle that has been going on for so long has finally come to naught, shattered one by one.
The true god in this world has been reduced to a hairy god.
The Wusheng Sect, with hundreds of thousands of followers, collapsed overnight.
Seven souls and six lives, all the painstaking efforts were shattered one by one...
Any one of these is a blow that can overturn a life.
And he took it all.
In addition, things like loss of life, betrayal and separation from relatives, accusations from thousands of people, hatred by people and ghosts are all commonplace in comparison.
What is life all about?
Who do you work hard for all your life?
He held the frosty white piece in one hand and stared into the distance. Even if his mind is as determined as his, he can't help but sigh: "The world is so vast, with endless places in the south, east, west and north. Is there no room for Zhang Linchuan?"
All high-level leaders within the sect have been separated, hundreds of thousands of believers have dispersed, and all the souls of the dead have been dissolved.
In this vast and inanimate world at this moment, naturally only one person can answer him——
"Heaven can tolerate you, earth can tolerate you, but I cannot tolerate you!"
Jiang Wang stood up and hit the sky with his sword!
Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he wiped the blood beads on the old knife coin with his own hands. Ruan Jianzheng's obstruction of Zhang Linchuan's life was one of the variables he had been waiting for after the fierce battle.
Zhang Linchuan's slight pause was the key to victory or defeat, the door to life and death, as he saw it!
The Sword Immortal unites himself and performs all kinds of magic with his sword, and every bit of enhancement will be reflected in his killing power. The blossoming of his magical power Buzhou Feng pushed him an important step towards a stronger path.
This is the first flowering magical power integrated by the Sword Immortal!
At this moment, the five palaces are shining together, the sword immortal blooms, his body is bathed in fire, and a sword rises up from the sky, supporting this inanimate world. At this moment, this is the perfect sword——
This world is so muddled and confused that it should be divided into two parts with the word "human", standing upright with the sky and the earth, and then dividing the clear from the turbid!
Just as human civilization begins with fire, this moment of the Herringbone Sword is also lit by the true fire of Samadhi.
With the enrichment of knowledge, the True Fire of Samadhi will only become stronger and stronger, and it will become easier and easier to penetrate Zhang Linchuan's defense. Since Linzi, too many efforts have been made to "achieve Samadhi". At this moment, the red flames are blazing high, and the Sauvignon Blanc is held high. The glory is like the first torch lit in the long night, illuminating this miserable world, breaking down the barriers of the inanimate world, and opening the way for the struggle between life and death!
The simple integration in the Sword Immortal state opened a new chapter for this world.
But Zhang Linchuan just lowered his head indifferently, looking at the sword that was getting closer and closer, looking at Jiang Wang who was also burning like a raging flame, and said indifferently: "I follow my own way, and the way is simple. God will not allow me to break it." This heaven and earth won't tolerate me, break this earth. You won't tolerate me... kill this guy!"
Crushed Shuangfeng in his hand!
Black flames ignited outside his entire body. Look carefully, is that fire? In every ray of fire, there are countless dark electric lights jumping. They are shadowy, they are evil and noisy, and they are full of life.
Shenxiao Nether Thunder Forbidden Method!
It is still the framework of the Forbidden Law of Dark Thunder, but the Shinto understanding of the living true God has been added. It strengthens the killing power, enriches the future, and expands the boundaries.
Looking from afar, under the background of the empty sky, two people covered in black flames and one covered in red flames collided.
Half of the high dome is dark, and the thunder and lightning are thousands of miles away.
Half of the ground is brilliant, with red flames burning up the world.
In this vast and inanimate world, this was an unprecedented collision. This bloody fight was a groundbreaking scene.
Black and red are separated at the touch of a finger.
The red one is falling, the red sea is ebbing!
The darkness only paused for a moment, and then fell irrevocably, pressing down on the civilized fire.
Even if all five lives are lost, all six replacements are lost, five of the nine calamities have been lost.
At least in this inanimate world, Zhang Linchuan is still infinitely close to the existence of the real god in this world.
He admitted that Jiang Wang's grasp of the fighter plane was extremely good, but under the crushing strength, the more accurately he grasped the fighter plane, the faster he would die.
Jiang Wang fell all the way, vomiting blood all the way!
Zhang Linchuan pursued him all the way.
In the endless thunder and red flames, those red-gold eyes were always looking at him.
As early as in Maplewood City, there had never been any weakness in these eyes, they had always been neither humble nor arrogant, and they were firm in themselves. This kind of determination made Zhang Linchuan feel that the blood on the corner of his mouth had a kind of immortal persistence.
Zhang Linchuan doesn't think it's respectable, and certainly doesn't think it's ridiculous.
He was just a little regretful. Along the way, he thought that every step he took was as perfect as possible. Under limited conditions, he achieved the limit of his ability... But his failure to kill Jiang Wang early may be a flaw.
He is not a person who demands perfection. Occasionally, he can make up for his mistakes.
Now is the time to make amends.
He clenched his fist and drew it back. Dark thunder and dark light roamed on the peak of his fist. It vaguely caused the heaven and earth to tremble together.
Life or death is at stake!
Then he saw that the immortal red gold color in Jiang Wang's eyes shone all over his body at this moment, making him look like a golden Buddha. In the seemingly endless fall, he picked out another sharp sword.
A sword on the road!
The moment when the whole world is an enemy is not unique to Zhang Linchuan, Jiang Wang has also experienced it.
But even when he was publicly wanted by Jingshitai and cast aside by everyone in the world, there were always people who believed in him, people who always supported him, and people who always fought for his innocence.
Of course, there are people who have been running for Zhang Linchuan - either thinking about how to run away so as not to be implicated by him, or thinking about how to catch him and kill him.
Jiang Wang had his darkest moments and his most glorious moments.
When it is dark, everyone in the world thinks he is a demon; when he is brilliant, everyone knows he is a genius, and the Wu Sheng Cult can be destroyed with just one word.
In this darkness and glory, between this trough and peak, what remains unchanged is the "I".
So there was this Shingato Sword——
If you don’t praise me, you are not me!
This is his second True Tao Sword style since "The handle points north, it's winter all over the world", and he felt it while chasing Zhang Linchuan thousands of miles away.
This sword is divided into two styles. If you press it down, you will be slandered by the world, and if you lift it, you will be praised by the world.
In the endless fall, Jiang Wang raised this sword!
Ruxue's sword blade actually cut out in a variety of colors.
It was countless praises, endless flattery, and endless luxury.
Strange and strange.
Everything above this sword seems to have lost its quality and "self". Countless dark thunder lights turned into illusory bubbles, losing their essential lethality.
Even Zhang Linchuan himself was invaded by this sword intention, and his body was unstable. He transformed from a real and terrifying strong man to an illusory and uncertain bubble.
This sword is too lethal to Shinto.
In many cases, Shinto is a condensation of illusions, a gathering of the power of faith into God, and the realization of delusions.
This style of Dao sword is exaggerated and false, and it is decorated with dreams to decorate the mirage.
Because it is too exaggerated and too pretentious, it erases the possibility of the "truth" of Shinto.
The fall of the red tide has stopped.
The colorful sword's edge was raised.
Jiang Wang's Dao sword is so powerful.
But in the broken light and shadow of the thunder, the outline of Sauvignon Blanc was clearly reflected in Zhang Linchuan's indifferent eyes.
Strip away the weirdness and get a glimpse of the true nature of the sword.
Then he punched the tip of the sword!
There were hundreds of thousands of believers, all of whom worshiped me as God.
So what if I am famous all over the world? Has it ever moved my Taoist heart?
You, Jiang Wang, are world-famous, and I, Zhang Linchuan, have also felt it for a long time!
clang!
The fist and sword actually sounded like gold and iron.
This sound is like an alarm bell!
Click, click, click.
Amidst the clear sound of bone cracking, Jiang Wang's right hand holding the sword broke inch by inch and fell down. He reached out with his left hand and grasped the missing sword. But the whole person fell again, blood spilled into the sky.
Zhang Linchuan stood tall in the sky and glanced at his fist, which had been cut into half by the sword edge, and the blood dripping from the fist surface that could not be completely contained - the too sharp sword intent was raging in it, even he needed to Time to clean up carefully.
He looked at the fallen Jiang Wang with some confusion. It was this Taoist sword that made him feel a little unspeakable, not because of the power of the sword, but because of the unswerving pursuit of Taoism it embodied.
In a sense, Jiang Wang is the same person as him. They all come from a small place, they all insist on themselves, and they will never waver, and they will try their best and do their best every step of the way.
The only thing is that his choice is always "the best for me", and Jiang Wang spends a lot of time fighting for others. He is ruthless and will never trust anyone. Jiang Wang, who has also stared into the abyss, still retains the courage to trust and the heart of love.
This is where fate diverged.
He had indeed become stronger individually and strengthened his wings in the dark world, but he also truly felt the brilliance of the man opposite him.
He would not feel that he had done anything wrong, nor would he deny Jiang Wang's choice. He has always believed in one thing - no one is right or wrong, the one who dies is the one who is wrong.
"I met a similar person in Yue country before, and it made me feel nostalgic for a while. But I think you are my fellow traveler."
Zhang Linchuan said: "I think we are probably the same type of people. We all work hard, we don't give up, we are both determined, and can even be called stubborn... Junior Brother Jiang, I admit that if you can survive, you will indeed have Meet me at the top and compete for the strongest qualification."
Falsely claiming to be "the strongest"!
The present world is so vast, and powerful people are immeasurable. Even True Lord Yan Dao is not uncommon, and there are even great beings on the top.
And Mao Shen, whose highest achievement is the True God, actually claims to be "the strongest" here!
But when this person is Zhang Linchuan, you can hardly think that he is joking.
You may even feel that...it may not be impossible.
boom!
Zhang Linchuan had already begun to fall at a high speed. He charged from the high dome to the ground. He sprinted towards Jiang Wang and punched Jiang Wang: "I admit that you have an extraordinary mind and ability, Junior Brother Jiang, so at least in this fourth calamity... …Let me beat you to death!”
Killing has always been just a convenient thing, and it has always been just a way to achieve a goal. The way Zhang Linchuan truly respects a person is to regard killing that person as the goal itself, without attaching any other value.
Endless ripples, with this fist as the core, expand in all directions.
His fist blasted open a plane and brought down a piece of the sky. He seemed to have smashed down the entire sky of the inanimate world, intending to bring destruction to Jiang Wang that he could not avoid.
But at this time, a voice responded to him.
Jiang Wang was still vomiting blood, and Jiang Wang was still holding his sword tightly with his remaining left hand and preparing to fight back, so it couldn't be Jiang Wang.
This voice is so peaceful but distant... Qingqing.
"Who are you... He needs your recognition?"
Zhang Linchuan, who was falling at a high speed, felt that his fist was entangled with something. When he looked carefully, it looked like... a fishing line?
A fishing line without a hook actually caught him.
Catch him straight to the sky!
Zhang Linchuan felt an overwhelming power, felt an unchangeable rule, and even felt a huge absurdity!
Did he encounter an irresistible force in his own inanimate world? Encountered rules that implement other people's will?
He re-examined the environment with the utmost calmness, and without any resistance, he allowed the fishing line to pull him up——
He was caught in the clouds!
When did these clouds gather?
It's as far away as thousands of miles away.
Before Zhang Linchuan could find out the answer, he saw a person.
Someone he knew all too well.
A face he knew all too well.
These are his own eyes, his own nose, his own facial features, his own face...his original body!
Wang Changji!
"It's such an unstoppable fate!" Zhang Linchuan looked at him steadily, examining this very familiar but unfamiliar body: "Are you here to give me back my body?"
Compared to Zhang Linchuan's surprise, Wang Changji remained calm and simply said: "I found you."
The two of them were both from Maplewood City, and were both members of the so-called three major surnames in that small town, but they had never crossed paths. The only conversation between the two of them was the one left by Wang Changji when Zhang Linchuan was planning to seize the Holy Bone Body - "Wait until I come to you."
And today he said, "I found you."
The hair on the back of Zhang Linchuan's neck exploded!
A fishhook had caught the back of his head at some point, and then it was suddenly lifted up, as if the entire skull was about to be opened!
The severe and sudden pain triggered Zhang Linchuan's instinctive reaction. The terrifying light of thunder ignited all over the body, and the light had the power of destroying the world. But after just a flutter, it suddenly went out!
Only then did he remember that Wang Changji had already learned about his forbidden method of thunder in the cave in Zhuang Kingdom.
He opened his mouth and found that there was a fishhook in his mouth too!
And his nose, his eyes, his ears...the seven orifices and limbs are covered with fish hooks!
The whole person stood up involuntarily, and the connection with his own inanimate world was being severed.
Countless fishing lines were intertwined above his head, like a spider web, a mess. He seemed to have become a puppet on strings, controlled by the creator's mysterious methods, step by step towards an unknown and terrifying ending.
He felt the power of "Tao" from it!
So he closed his eyes tightly and allowed his eyelids to be torn by the fishhook, leaving an ugly hole.
The pale white in his pupils overflowed from the gap. Like nectar, like jade liquid, like moonlight washing the whole body. He finally escaped from the horror of being covered with fishhooks and tangled with fishing lines...
Back to the inanimate world.
The sky was still miserable white, and the clouds were still gathering at my feet. Not far away, there was still Wang Changji, who was holding a fishing rod.
"Very good, it's not a waste of time for us to go together." Zhang Linchuan gently touched his palms and admired: "A very good performance of strength, which expanded my understanding of the world."
Then I saw Wang Changji gently lift the fishing rod——
Only then did he realize that there was more than one pair of fishing rods in front of Wang Changji.
The one I caught just now was himself, what about the other one?
He felt that Jiang Wang had appeared behind him.
The green shirt was stained with blood, his right arm fell weakly to his side, and his left hand held his sword Sauvignon Blanc.
The whole person's momentum is far less than the original Xuanhe, but it looks more sharp and dangerous.
Zhang Linchuan turned slightly sideways, and under the influence of Wugen's magical power, his whole body was somewhere between being and not being... He could neither turn his back to Wang Changji nor dare to turn his back to Jiang Wang.
"When did you come?" Jiang Wang asked Wang Changji across Zhang Linchuan.
"It's been a while." Wang Changji replied across Zhang Linchuan, looking around distantly: "I've been studying here."
There seems to be an unknown tacit understanding between them, and no other communication is needed between them.
"Have you found anything in your research?" Zhang Linchuan interjected with a smile.
At this time, he was standing in the middle, with Jiang Wang on his left and Wang Changji on his right.
Upon hearing his question, Wang Changji calmly turned his eyes and looked at him.
Zhang Linchuan found that his eyes had been fixed!
At this moment, he could only see Wang Changji in his eyes, and he could see the face that he was extremely familiar with.
On the left side, an extremely sharp and pure killing intent burst out.
The pale sky of the inanimate world reflects four bright star towers of different shapes. They are the reflection of Jiang Wangzhi's path in this world!
Between the star towers and the star towers, the star road turns and connects, forming a seven-star road. The Beidou turns around and the handle points to the north!
After many life-and-death battles, and after being burned by the true fire of Samadhi again and again, Jiang Wang's powerful Tao power began to invade the inanimate world!
Zhang Linchuan couldn't look away at this moment, and he couldn't see the seven stars reflecting the world at all. But I can feel the starlight shining on me, and I can feel the frost and coldness of the sky and the earth as if it’s winter.
For the first time, there was a real sense of crisis that "death is imminent".
Sizzle, sizzle.
White gas came out around him, boiling like steam. But it's not burning, but rather cool.
This is the energy of inanimateness, which is his alienated use of the power of the inanimate religion's belief. It kills the soul when touched. Those who believe in it have no life, and those who do not believe in it have no life and suffer forever!
Because he had already reserved the means to cut off from believers, after the collapse of Wusheng Sect, the power of faith accumulated in the past did not lose much. At this time, he unleashed it without hesitation, and Wang Changji’s gaze, and Wang Changji’s invisible The fishing lines are fighting and entangled!
His right hand used his ribs to turn into a knife. His head and neck did not move, but his body turned on its own.
A sword meets a sword.
Use the sword of lifelessness to meet the sword of true self!
The narrow white bone blade collided with the sharp green-edged sword, and there was a clang that aroused the soul.
Sword energy and sword energy collided crazily, and spiritual thoughts and spiritual thoughts fought for life and death.
Their paths also collide at the fundamental level of the inanimate world!
puff!
And he heard the sound of flesh penetration ringing in his ears so suddenly. It's ridiculous, it's incredible. A crazy, brutal, murderous sword penetrated his lower back!
"ah!"
At this moment he let out a low roar of pain.
The lifeless energy surrounded him like a white dragon. He instantly cut Jiang Wang away, broke away from Wang Changji's gaze, and found the person behind him——
A young man with blood-red eyes and a very crazy appearance. Because of too much exertion, his whole body was tense, every muscle was tense, his entire face was twisted into a ball, and his veins were as ugly as earthworms. Holding that brutal sword, he was still stabbing forward desperately!
He didn't say a word, because the energy of speaking had to be used in this sword. He didn't even blink once, just stared at him.
It was as if I only had this chance to draw the sword once in my life. I wanted to put everything I had in my body, mind, and soul into this sword.
When Wang Changji lifted the fishing rod earlier, it was this person who lifted it into the inanimate world!
He asked Wang Changji before what he had researched?
This sudden sword that penetrated the lower back was the answer!
And Zhang Linchuan would never accept this answer!
All over the world, evil chanting sounds resounded——
"I came from the sea of suffering and floated in my skin. All those who suffered six defeats and seven lives were ill. Those who suffered three sorrows and eight sufferings are innocent people. The common people pity me, I pity the common people..."
One, two, a hundred, a thousand... hundreds of thousands of chants, hundreds of thousands of prayers!
Above Zhang Linchuan's head, there was a Taoist book with a pale white cover, which was gently opened. It's like a whole new world unfolds its outline to the audience. Every word and every trace on it is his life and his path.
He, the space around him, the sword that crazily destroyed his body functions, and the person who sent the sword into his lower back became illusory and illusory at the same time, and the real and the fake were mixed.
At this moment, he has fallen into the state of "no life and eternal life, neither thinking nor being".
This is a realm that exists only in imagination for a long time in the Sutra of Immortality, because every moment of maintaining it requires burning a huge amount of faith.
Relying on this situation, he briefly avoided the pursuit of Wang Changji and Jiang Wang, and gave himself a certain amount of time to deal with his injuries and deal with this man with blood-red eyes...who was looking for death.
brush!
With just a casual flick of the long and narrow bone knife in his hand, a head flew into the sky!
This man's swordsmanship was somewhat promising, but his strength was too weak. If Wang Changji and Jiang Wang hadn't interfered, it would have been impossible to stab him. Even a sneak attack is impossible.
He didn't have any thoughts of reminiscing about the past. Just like when he killed his father with a casual thunder spell, he didn't need to have any thoughts to kill this man vaguely named Crane.
Bang bang!
My heart aches!
wrong!
At the same time as the long knife fell.
Zhang Linchuan suddenly felt alarmed——
He shouldn't be killed!
He grabbed his remaining soul with his backhand and tried to stuff it back into his body.
But it's too late.
Fang Heling's severed head was laughing wildly. After completing all his "missions", he could finally laugh wildly: "Fenglin's trash was responsible for Zhang Linchuan's death!!!"
The blood in his eyes was still there, but the light was dimmed.
He is already dead.
But Zhang Linchuan's pale and bone-like holy body began to bleed!
The blood spread on his limbs, on his face, and even on his Inanimate Dao Sutra!
What is residual swordsmanship?
It is the most ferocious and evil sword.
The so-called "there is no one left in the world".
As the saying goes, "Separate one part of the soul, two parts of the bone, three parts of the flesh, and four parts of the blood. Use your body as a furnace and your life as a fire."
It is said that "When you are born, the sky is missing, and when you move, the earth will split!"
It's a forbidden technique in the Flying Sword Era!
Even Yan Chunhui, who stood at the top of the world, would call this technique a "fierce sword" when he mentioned it.
With Fang Heling's talent, it was too difficult to activate the sword.
It can even be said that even if he paid everything, it would not be enough to pay the price of this forbidden sword.
With the help of Wang Changji, he used the secret method of "Life-Binding and Heart-Eating", which originated from the magical power of hatred, to link the residual sword technique with his own life. Kill like a sword.
That is to say——
Zhang Linchuan, who killed him, must bear the price of using his complete sword skills!
What Zhang Linchuan is enduring now is the backlash of his complete broken sword skills!
For the first time, he felt truly angry. He was hurt by Ge Fei and frustrated by Jiang Wang. He could accept both of these. But he was angry that he was hurt by an incompetent person! He clenched his right hand directly, and his strength burst out, locking Fang Heling's remaining soul into a lifeless prison, causing him to suffer eternal pain.
However, even in that transparent cage, Fang Heling's remaining soul was so painful that it was on the verge of disintegration... but it was still smiling! Laughing like crazy!
Boom, boom, boom!
The sky is filled with thunder and lightning as vast as the sea.
Is that the thunder pool magical power?
How could there be such a vast thunder pool!
It is as straight as the vast sea covering the world, and the endless water droplets are filled with electric light!
Bu Zhoufeng opened the sky, the true fire of Samadhi burned through the rules, and the thunder pool replaced the punishment of heaven... This inanimate world was invaded bit by bit!
Zhang Linchuan's blood-white holy body gradually solidified, and the realm of "no life and eternal life, neither thought nor existence" had been broken under internal and external difficulties.
Wow!
The sound of paper being turned rapidly was deafening.
There was a beautiful arc between heaven and earth, and a sharp sword penetrated the sky... The Taoist Sutra of Inanimation was shattered into white flying debris all over the sky.
His way is cut off!
Hoo ho ho.
The frosty wind was so cold that it killed the ripples in time and space.
So the spirit has nowhere to escape.
And his neck was strangled, tightly held by Wang Changji.
Death is coming!
Zhang Linchuan once again had such a realization in his heart.
Did the fourth calamity actually end in this way?
"Then, I will return my body to you." Zhang Linchuan still maintained his dignity in the end and said calmly: "Junior Brother Jiang and Brother Wang, two old friends, we will meet again."
"I will find you." Wang Changji just said.
With a strong force on his hand, he had already broken the neck of the white bone holy body.
Of course he would not want this body that was coveted by the White Bone God, usurped by Zhang Linchuan, and killed by Wang Changxiang himself... of course he would not want it again.
And Jiang Wang also pressed his palm with great tacit understanding, and burned this body in red flames. He used the true fire of Samadhi to burn this so-called divine body completely, and also burned away all the darkness left by Zhang Linchuan in this body. hand.
Black snow began to fall from the sky.
The vast, inanimate world began to collapse.
In the end, Jiang Wang and Wang Changji stood silently facing each other, with a cage made of pale bone pillars hanging between them. Fang Heling in the cage was twitching in pain, but she was smiling as she looked at the place where Zhang Linchuan disappeared.
Although he had already been killed by Zhang Linchuan first.
The soul enters the prison of lifelessness and suffers forever without death.
"I'll give you a good time." Wang Changji said quietly: "Do you have anything to say?"
At this last moment, Fang Heling endured the pain of thousands of ants eating her heart and knives cutting her flesh, but she turned to look at Jiang Wang: "I want to ask..."
He twitched and forced himself to finish his sentence: "Why did you hate me so much before... before I became a demon?"
Jiang Wang didn't expect that this was what he cared about in the end, so he said honestly without much hesitation: "Actually, we have never hated you before. At least that's the case for myself. The only time was when Peng Ju died. When you are very proud."
Even in the soul state, Fang Heling's eyes were blood-red, and he looked at Jiang Wang with such scarlet red: "Then why do you refuse to take me with you every time I want to follow you?"
Jiang Wang thought for a while: "I just think you are too young to join us in fighting and... visiting brothels."
"Do you still remember, one time... I took a pot of wine and wanted to toast with you, but Fang Pengju threw me out."
Jiang Wang thought about it seriously, but still said: "I have no impression."
Fang Heling was stunned for a moment.
Those imaginations that made him miserable turned out to have never become waves for others. Some things have no deep meaning and are just overthinking.
At this time, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain Wu Sheng Prison brought him.
Feelings become blurry.
But some long-ago conversations clearly sounded in my ears——
"Go, go, kid, what are you drinking? Du Laoer, if you dare to drink from He Ling, I will pull out your beard today!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
"Why are children joining in the fun? Is killing someone fun? Go back!"
Many, many pictures went through my mind.
Some are clear, some are blurry.
It turns out that people really recall their lives before they die?
Fang Peng held up the lonely body.
Huang Azhan's severed head.
Uncle Li cursed through the formation.
And in the end...the father's body was charred black by lightning.
"I really... damn it."
He murmured like this and looked at Wang Changji, his eyes were already waiting for a pleasure.
Wang Changji then raised his hand.
He coyly asked again, just like the little boy hiding behind Fang Pengju, timidly and anxiously: "When I die, see my father, and see Uncle Li, can I say that I am not a waste?" ?”
Wang Changji always tells the truth.
The truth is, you're already dead. The remaining souls now disappeared immediately. You won't see your father after you die, you won't see your Uncle Li, you won't see anything after you die, nothing. The source pool is empty.
But this time, Wang Changji didn't say that.
He just said: "I think it's okay."
Fang Heling closed her eyes with tears streaming down her face: "Brother Wang, take me home."
Then, together with the Inanimate Cage, they were crushed by Wang Changji's palm.
There is no wind, no fog, and white smoke curls up.
Jiang Wang didn't speak, and neither did Wang Changji.
After a period of brewing, the collapsing inanimate world opened a portal with light flowing through it, and they walked in side by side.
…
It is difficult to understand what the Netherworld is without having actually been to the Netherworld.
The so-called "the feeling is unconscious, the five senses are like decay, the sadness has no tears, the hatred has no heart, it is called the netherworld" (contained in "Chaocangwu")
The Netherworld is a world without consciousness, so the first thing to do when entering the Netherworld is to adapt to the rules of the Netherworld and re-establish "awareness" for yourself.
Of course, for Shenlin monks, spiritual consciousness can completely complete this process.
The Netherworld is also the way to the Source Pool, which is the largest camp in the Death Wilderness. So it is not a pure world of the dead, it still has the fire of life and the light of civilization.
Lu Yan has been yearning for the underworld for too many years.
But never visited.
At first it was because he lacked strength, but later he didn't dare to get close.
Until this time, Zhang Linchuan taught him the "paper clothes soul replacement method".
He has no grudge against Zhang Linchuan, and of course there is no loyalty. From the beginning to the end, they just have a cooperative relationship where each gets what he needs.
Although he has given a lot, his "needs" have not been obtained until now.
He has carefully examined it many times and confirmed that there is nothing wrong with this secret method. Only then did he dare to put on his "paper clothes" and sneak into the netherworld.
The Netherworld is not so easy to enter. He is not as easy as Zhang Linchuan to enter and exit calmly. The entrance he chose is a weak area rarely seen in this world - he has been preparing for this day for too long.
Although his desire is not worth mentioning, his love is as light as a feather, and his efforts are insignificant. But everything he does has an end...
He still walked step by step to where he is today, having endured the divine presence, and made it to the nether world.
He didn't know where his dead wife's soul was.
He was trying one by one of the 371 secret methods he had collected to find his wife.
He had to be careful because the Netherworld was such a dangerous place. The Evil God of Bones will never let him go, and Bones is not the only god of the underworld. None of them are good.
When he tried the 323rd secret method, his eyeballs suddenly moved, and the secret method had a weak reaction!
Lu Yan was ecstatic, but the next moment, the eyeball exploded out of the eye socket!
At this moment, the world was spinning and the five senses were confused.
"No!"
he cried out in pain.
At this moment he understood——
There is indeed no problem with the "Paper Clothes Soul Replacement Method", the problem is with himself!
During the long relationship in the past, Zhang Linchuan had already planted tricks on his body. Having worshiped the Wusheng Sutra for a period of time, his soul has long been contaminated by the Wusheng God. Zhang Linchuan indeed left himself the last escape route, and unfortunately, he was that retreat!
Amidst the violent power fluctuations, there was a painful hiss.
Lu Yan's remaining eye suddenly turned white. It was because he was using the power of his natural dark eye to resist, but it turned black again the next moment.
"Look for...look for..." Lu Yan struggled to shout in the end, pointing in a direction with his index finger trembling.
"Okay, I promise you." He said again.
The next moment, the body had regained its composure. He reached out his hand, grabbed the eyeball that exploded out of the eye socket, and slowly pressed it back into the eye socket.
"This body..."
Zhang Linchuan, who had used up his last substitute, moved his limbs and felt very uncomfortable. The body is too stupid, the cultivation is too rough, the physical body is too poorly developed.
But now, he has no other choice.
He cherished this last substitution very much. It was originally intended to be left to a key figure who could influence the world's situation, or to find his true identity. Naturally, he prepared other ways to retreat into the Netherworld.
But in the previous battle, Wang Changji blocked his inanimate world, and Jiang Wang cut off his path and shattered his inanimate sutra.
The layers of hidden hands he left in the holy body of bones were also completely burned by the true fire of Samadhi.
Wang Changji and Jiang Wang didn't even covet the holy body created on the top!
If there is no desire, then one will be strong, and if there is no leakage, it will be possible.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to accept the grievances of the Dharma King who had followed him for a long time and take his place in this body, even in the underworld. This will cut off all the cause and effect in this world and start all over again.
He will never surrender to the will of God and will never fear failure.
He always has the courage to start over.
Because he came to this point with nothing.
With various information about the Nether World running through his mind, Zhang Linchuan roughly judged the location, selected a direction, and moved forward with his eyes turned.
This direction is completely opposite to the direction Lu Yan pointed before his last consciousness disappeared.
Yes, he promised Lu Yan...
Then what?
He also promised hundreds of thousands of followers to create an inanimate world of eternal happiness. As long as it can help achieve the goal, he can answer any words and dare to swear any oath.
He never cared about other people's stories. No matter if that person is called Yue Tu, Jiang Wang, Lu Yan, or something else.
He wouldn't tell anyone his story.
It does not need.
The sympathy, recognition, admiration, or contempt, disgust, and hatred of the weak... are really meaningless things.
He would never care about this except when absorbing Shinto beliefs.
His steps are not heavy, and he never lets the past constrain him. For the truly strong, no matter how big the failure is, the pain should be short-lived, because the continuation of pain is equivalent to prolonging the failure.
He will only look forward and move higher.
The future still holds endless possibilities. In the nether world, he can also start his new life.
Perhaps it should be based on the authority of the bones...
But his steps stopped again.
Because right in front of him, a portal with flowing light appeared.
And two old friends who had just got together not long ago walked out.
There is no place in life that we don’t meet!
I thought about goodbye, but I never thought it would come so soon.
At this moment, Zhang Linchuan's mind was flashing, and he instantly opened the blocked scene in Lu Yan's memory——
It was in front of a clear creek.
With a splash, Lu Yan threw a doll into the stream.
There are ripples.
Just across the creek, there was a fisherman holding a pole. He looked over calmly and distantly: "I said, you scared away my fish."
The picture shattered as soon as it was rolled.
Even Lu Yan himself does not remember this memory. Therefore, he was not caught by Zhang Linchuan immediately.
It turned out that at that time, Wang Changji had already caught up with Lu Yan, thus leaving Lu Yan with tricks.
In other words, Wang Changji could actually deal with Zhang Linchuan earlier. No matter whether he borrowed the power of the real people from Jingguo, Weiguo or Xumishan, as long as he was given enough information, he would be dead at that time. But what Wang Changji wants is for Zhang Linchuan to die completely!
So you have to wait until he reveals all his trump cards and makes all his efforts before appearing!
It turns out that Jiang Wang, who had been following him all this time, was firmly waiting for the intersection of light and darkness. The tacit understanding between him and Wang Changji came earlier and deeper than imagined!
turn out to be!
This is his first calamity. This calamity involving life and death can still be traced back to Yanyun Mountain...
Dao's heart was as firm as Zhang Linchuan's, and his eyes were dazed for a moment.
It turns out that with his method of resisting the will of God, he has not even been able to survive the first calamity!
So what is the courage to tease the real people from all sides and challenge the strong men of all countries?
So what is the means of destroying the country and stirring the world?
So what is the ambitions of six calamities, dare to be the enemy of the world, and dare to fight for heaven?
Everything is empty!
Create and make people, make people.
Today, today I know why so many heroes and strong heroes, those who are strong in the world, must be sighing!
No!
Zhang Linchuan raised his eyes suddenly.
Even though the heroes of the blue history are also ash, even if the prince will be white, I don't accept it!
In this life, only the strongest road, only the strongest name.
Looking at the history of youth, no one is like me!
Without the body of Lu Yan, no matter which one in Wang Changji and Jiang Wang, there is no possibility of winning.
Zhang Linchuan has always been a very sober person, so he can see the reality completely, and he can see that there is no way before and after.
But he still opened his arms, danced with long hair, and he was full of white air, with a hug posture, and at the same time charged to two people--
"Today, I have no blessing to live in my life! I have no life! No life!"
At this moment, he jumped up high and got up the sky.
The consciousness crossed the obstacles of time and space and jumped to an unknown place.
He even has Gao Wu Sheng Xuanfa, burns the way, lights up the divine nature, and has to cross his destiny. It is necessary to look at the possible future in his own!
But he only saw that a complicated and gorgeous star map was covered with his vision.
In the direction he looked at, he saw the complicated star map no matter which direction he saw.
Gua Dao Zhenjun Ruan Yan has already blocked his future.
He has destroyed the past, lost the present, and has been cut off the future.
At this moment, he was cracked.
Then a pair of underworld cracks, fried terrible pulp, and painted the old face. There are still Lei Guang jumping into the eyes, like two small thunder ponds.
All his wild hope and firmness were imprisoned in his body at this moment, and his legs could not be lifted.
"Don't take a step!"
And Frost Wind blows through the ghost world, Jiang Wang simply improves, lifts the sword, and wipes horizontally-
The old -fashioned head has flying high!
The two -point corpse ignited red flames, and the real fire of Samadhi was just a stubborn. Because I know too much, I burned too clean!
The ignorance of the ghost world, because of the bright Samadhi true fire, has a little sound.
There was a great will in the dark.
But here is empty, and the two embarrassed present visitors have disappeared.
Come and hurry, like a big dream.
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The autumn is exhausted.
On the window sill of Linhu, spring scenery is still blooming.
In Xiaoxiao frost, the bonsai of flowers and branches seems a bit rare, as if remembering the time that could not be recovered.
Shuo Fangbo Baoyi stood in front of the window sill and sighed: "Flying Crane Lake, Feihe Lake, I have never seen Crane Sky."
"This is simple." Bao Zhongqing, who had just walked in and looked at his face, said: "The son will catch a group of fairy cranes for his father tomorrow and tell them to show them one by one to his father."
The eyebrows and Shuo Fangbo did not take this, just said, "What do you have?"
"Yuzhi is already born!" Bao Zhongqing said joyfully: "Your grandson is very healthy! Cold outside, the son did not dare to hold it out, the father had to take a look?"
Bao Yi still looked at the smoke waves in the distance, and said for a long time: "I'm afraid you want to say this."
Bao Zhongqing scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed, but he smiled brightly: "Father, his son is already a father, you should have your own career. Look at the side of the Lei Lei Jun ..."
"Do you know what father is?" Bao Yi asked suddenly.
Bao Zhongqing froze and responded quickly: "Naturally, like you, report to the court, the people of the lower below, and standing the sky, this is the father!"
"One of the words of the father, described in the metaphysics, taught by holding a rod, and worked with a ax." Bao Yi returned to his body, and the eyebrow peak gently provoked. The rich and smooth feeling immediately changed. Become Guoyi: "I'm not a good father. I didn't educate you, and I didn't protect Bo Zhao."
Bao Zhongqing's complexion changed: "What does this mean ... what does this mean?"
Bao Yi didn't speak anymore. Just stretched out his hand, stroked it on Bao Zhongqing's face, and then ... pressed it.
The three days on the window sill are still bright and bright.
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"Wow wow wow~"
The baby on the small bed is loud,
Miao Yuzhi, the daughter of Cangshura County, was lying on the big bed with a numb look.
It was not surprising that she ran to find the father -in -law for the first time when she saw her son. Of course, it is not sad.
She also laughed and smiled happily.
But no one is here at this moment, so you don't have to force it.
She was lying quietly on the bed, a little embarrassed.
Sometimes when I think of a very young age, I run on the horns and run on the wilderness of the butterfly flying.
Sometimes I think of ... the young hero who peeked at the tiptoe in the crowd.
Those carefree times, who stolen it?
In the middle, she seemed to hear a child's voice, the child was talking--
"Mother, mother, my dear mother."
"Bobo Zhao died silently, Bao Zhongqing was unwilling to marry."
"No one has always asked you, you would like it or not, unhappy.
"Mother, my dear mother ..."
She felt that she should be heard wrong, and turned weakly to look at the past. The baby on the small bed was still crying.
She closed her eyes tiredly and stopped tears.
Because of this, she did not see--
The baby crying in the small bed suddenly turned into pale!
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【End of this volume】
[Thank you for your companionship, we have finished another journey together. "How wind and rain, is it me alone?"
For five days, we will meet again in the next journey. 】
This chapter is 12,000 words, of which 4 of them are "pure entertainment" (4/10)!
I will probably not write a speech tomorrow.
I might lie down for a few days.
Best wishes to all.
(End of chapter)
