"Owner?"
"By the way, I've known you for so long, but I haven't given you a decent meeting gift. I feel it's inappropriate, so I specially found a body for you. Do you like it?"
"Well…"
"Um?"
Boundless sea of blood.
Lei Feng and Chen Yi stared at each other for several seconds. The result was that the former was defeated and agreed to merge with his body. Chen Yi then smiled lightly and dispersed the sword energy from his fingertips.
Everyone is happy.
Chen Yi's palm overturned, causing blood to fill the sky, forming a huge magic circle. The Rakshasa was in the center of the circle, and he was ordered to guard it with the bodies of immortals, demons and Buddhas in case of accidents.
then.
Lei Feng gritted his teeth and jumped into the boundless sea of blood. In an instant, the sea of blood poured upwards, and the purple thunder clung to it like a soaring snake and a dragon, all of which merged into the Rakshasa's aperture.
"Plop!"
Between heaven and earth.
A dull heartbeat suddenly echoed, and she saw a black bird-like pattern looming between the Rakshasa's eyebrows. She opened her eyes suddenly, and half of the sea of blood turned into a pool of thunder.
Chen Yi raised his head and stared, his expression gradually becoming serious;
"Next."
"It is to attract the pleasures and bliss of the world and refine the origin of the world into the world of freedom. This step is the most complicated and crucial, and there is no room for failure..."
The Self-transformation Heaven is also known as the realm of desire and pleasure, and the thoughts of desire and pleasure in all living beings are the core that builds and supports its continuous operation and continuous growth.
In fact, under normal circumstances, Chen Yi would not be able to create another world of freedom.
After all, he transformed the existence of Zizitian into a miraculous workmanship belonging to heaven and earth. Even the first generation of God, Demon King Bo Xun, could not be regarded as its real master.
Fortunately, it was broken into pieces, and Chen Yi was able to pick it up. All he had to do was gather the scattered sensual energy back together, and then sort and splice it together.
certainly.
This is also a huge project.
…
Ten years passed by.
In the mysterious world, there are countless thin crystal lines, densely packed, intertwined and intertwined. Through these thin lines, one can vaguely glimpse the extremely extravagant paintings.
There are mortal wealthy businessmen who play and sing every night; there are monks who kill brothers and fathers for money, silk or magic; there are also fairies in the cave, where beauties have bones and bones, enjoying all the pleasure.
Only by peeling off the desires of thousands of people can we get such a thin thread, which is the source of pleasure. Only by gathering hundreds of thousands of thin threads can we form a fragment.
As for how many fragments it takes to piece together his transformation into Zi Zaitian, no one knows, but what is certain is that finding all the fragments will definitely be faster than compiling the legend.
It's already a shortcut.
at the same time.
outside world.
Under the packaging operation of Liuzhu, Yu Lian has a brand-new identity: the reincarnation of the ninth golden cicada, born with a Buddha's heart, pure spiritual roots, and one can live forever by eating its flesh.
All the demons and ghosts in Kyushu covet it, and the Buddhas in Lingshan also look at it sideways.
If he hadn't been concerned about Liu Zhu, a great monk in the Mortal Killing Realm, someone might have secretly assassinated him long ago. Even if he was protected by Liu Zhu, there would still be many evil spirits around.
Man dies for wealth, birds dies for food, nothing changes through the ages, let alone immortality.
The second decade.
Chen Yi obviously felt that he was struggling, as if there was a supreme power that was difficult to describe in words, interfering and preventing him from continuing to collect the energy of desire.
The shackles of heaven.
The old monster who was in charge of the Leiyin Temple took action. As he expected, nearly twenty years had passed. If it hadn't been noticed yet, it would be weird.
but.
He didn't care.
The world of Xuanfei is left alone and independent, which can ensure that he can sit back and relax!
