Fang Kuang Shangzun was frightened when he thought of the Lord of the Celestial Dynasty. It was true that he had suffered a lot from the former Yangtang and Shendu Emperors and was wary of their methods. However, it was impossible for him to surrender because of his cultivation. It is Xiaoyao Dao, His way, which naturally resists the Imperial Dao, even if this Imperial Dao embraces all things.
Because he knew that the mortal emperor's way, no matter how inclusive all things were, was essentially authoritarian and a supreme rule. And he was free and easy, so why should he be locked up in an invisible cage and regard a certain existence as his respect?
If He bows his head at this moment and gives up the opportunity to face the difficult situation, will His way still be close?
cannot.
Fangkuang Shangzun was sitting cross-legged on the highest peak of the Xiaoyao Realm, surrounded by thousands of mountains and rivers, misty clouds passing by, and his breathing rising and falling with the wind. He originally imagined that he would release a few Dharma veins just like he did when dealing with the two emperors Yangtang and Shendu in the first place. , hidden in a place where the forces of the Celestial Dynasty cannot intervene. As the fire of Tao, it is a pity that there are Taiyanxian in every domain now, which saves him the time of thinking and simply does nothing and waits for the time to come.
At that time, He was so in harmony with the heaven and earth. His every exhale and every inhale were natural, free and without any hindrance. Time could not leave any mark on Him. Suddenly, the wind came up again in the heaven and earth, pinching His breath little by little. He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. , but seemed to be pushed away.
Lord Fangkuang suddenly opened his eyes, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, and the cold light cut through billions of galaxies. On the other side of the galaxy, the emperor's chariot was patrolling, the sound of the Tao was like thunder, Zhou Tianxingzi was his minister, purple clouds and red light filled the void, He was just right When he met her glare, the cold light dissipated in an instant, and the power of life and death in his hand seemed to belong to her in a single thought, and he stood in this place of enlightenment, as if he were an outsider.
What a terrible control.
Fang Kuang Shangzun heard that his Tao was restless. He watched the space passages behind Emperor Taiyi open up, and thousands of warships sailed out, but no second quasi-sage showed up. He laughed boldly, "I heard that Emperor Changsheng With a reputation that lasts for thousands of years, I don’t want my first conversation to be between life and death, but you think you alone can take down Yangtian?!”
Zhan Changfeng's eyes were calm and his words were calm, "I'm the only one who's free."
Taiyi's power involves one of the eight heavenly realms and one holy land. The Supreme Lord is full of seven, and Wu Feiyu, who can occasionally exert his quasi-sage strength, is only eight. Now there is a lack of a Dragon Ancestor. One of them can guard one area, so this If they go out in a swarm, who knows whether it will fit into other people's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
Fang Kuang Shangzun didn't think so. She had a record of overturning the Holy Land alone. He thought it was natural for her to come alone. It was just annoying, so he laughed angrily, "Then the Emperor of Immortality brought so many battleships." What are you doing, cheering you up!"
"Clean up and take over your territory."
"..." Fangkuang Shangzun slapped the case and stood up, his Taoism boiling, "You are really the enemy of my Tao!"
Zhan Changfeng didn't want to take action for the time being. She glanced at Fangkuang Shangzun from beginning to end, looking slightly confused, "Has your path of freedom been complete?"
"What do you mean!"
"The hearts of all sentient beings in the world are similar. Why they like life and fear death, and why they obey nature and rebel against fate? It's all because of an attachment. It's also this attachment that makes the world's Taoism lead to the same destination through different paths, and all of them are stuck here. If even you are like this, Those who follow the path of freedom cannot find true freedom. They are still bound by external forces and are afraid of the so-called rules, and other traditions cannot escape."
Fangkuang Shangzun twisted his eyes, as if there was a fog covering his face, and he was extremely restless, "What do you mean?"
Zhan Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a sigh in the world, "It's just a glimpse of a leopard in a tube. No matter how time passes, one generation after another is always trapped in the same place. The life in the star world is afraid of the Holy Spirit of Chaos, and all living beings are afraid of gods and all the ways." The fear of Shinto, in the final analysis, is the fear of rules being made. Is Shinto afraid? Shinto is also afraid, so I choose to make rules."
"What do you mean!"
Zhan Changfeng's eyes were heavy, and his cold voice spoke a timeless motto, "The way of freedom is most compatible with the hearts of all living beings. If you can't escape your freedom and choose to extinguish the rules and become the enemy of loneliness, It can be seen that Gu is destined to be the enemy of all living things."
Lord Fangkuang stumbled back two steps and leaned against a huge rock. This huge stone stood on a dangerous peak and would not fall down for thousands of years or move for ten thousand years. He once felt at ease from it and walked on this free road, and now...
He tried to draw the strength of perseverance from the rough stone skin to soothe the anxiety in his heart. In the end, He was as stubborn as a rock, letting it rain from all directions and remaining unmoved.
The light rekindled in his eyes, "Emperor Changsheng, you can break my way with just a few words. Do you call me crazy? It's impossible. Let's fight. Even if we are both destroyed, I will use my way to break the world." Everything that is imposed and intended to be imposed on me, this is my freedom!"
Fang Kuang's weapon is a sword, covered with Xiaoyao Dao patterns. He lifts the sword just to break all laws with one sword!
Zhan Changfeng's weapon is also a sword. It has Taiyan Emperor Dao as its backbone and supreme majesty as its front. The whole world is king's soil, and the direction of the sword is determined!
It cannot be changed, it cannot be resisted, it cannot be disobeyed!
"Fang Kuang!" Zhan Changfeng changed his silence from the previous battles and said coldly, "My imperial way is not your native family that is aloof and arrogant, not your native sect that was corrupted by human feelings, not your native family where the weak and the strong prey on the strong. The star realm is not any visible restriction or any invisible direction. It exists and it does not exist. If you can be in harmony with heaven and earth, why can't you accept my imperial way!"
The struggles of the past surged out, free and fearless. He roared louder and louder, shaking the earth and the earth, "You are here, but you are here! I don't believe it!"
He firmly believes that any existence has selfish motives, and the rules set by any existence are shackles!
This is the essence of resistance of all living beings. They, them, they, no matter which level of life they reach, this most precious and fatal doubt has never been eliminated!
It is the ethereal way of heaven. If you follow it, it is really not good for you, so you have to reverse it. This is a fight against heaven!
Even the sky has to fight. Why don’t real entities like gods and emperors dare to fight?
The two swords hit each other head-on, Xiaoyao's way and Taiyan Emperor's way clashed, Xiaoyao's world was held hostage by the forces of both sides, everything was still, and the space was annihilated layer by layer, but strangely they were not hurt at all.
Fang Kuang raised his sword and stood there in a stalemate, looking stunned, "Why?"
This was not because of the exquisite control of his power, which did not hurt others, nor because Emperor Changsheng was merciful and did not implicate innocent people. He clearly felt that it was the power in her sword that avoided all things and even eliminated his overflow. What goes out will damage the power of all things.
Two words emerged in his mind: cause and effect.
Some people understand cause and effect, some follow cause and effect, and some people blame cause and effect. Cause and effect itself will not avoid all things. It will only record the account on you after you have hurt all things for no reason. It will pay you back one day, so let go Kuang couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, but soon he realized that there was a logic of cause and effect in Emperor Changsheng's sword, Tao, and rules.
An idea came to mind. When the rules of cause and effect appear in the rules of the emperor's way, they will be strengthened under the influence of the rules of the emperor's way. The stricter the rules, the greater the restrictions of cause and effect. If we live in a world dominated by Emperor Changsheng, with his early killings, Damn it, he might not survive the thunder catastrophe caused by the magical power!
There are many distracting thoughts in Fangkuang's mind. Does Xiaoyao conflict with the rules? How should Xiaoyao avoid cause and effect? In the past years, He did not fight, grab, or destroy the obstacles in the way. How can he be happy today?
The way of freedom is like a tsunami, energy bursting out like a volcano about to erupt.
Fang Kuang's eyes glowed red. Since he couldn't figure it out, he would break it. Such an imperial way could not be retained even if it became invisible!
