Of course Wangxiang didn't give up and asked for tokens from the four tribes again.
And in the sky of the Sword King Pavilion, a figure slowly fell, easily breaking the thousand-year-old sword lock outside the pavilion. That person was Bi Zuo, and he floated in front of the "immortal".
The "immortal" opened his eyes, and his blue lake-colored fairy eyes had a meaning. He immediately stood up, but immediately knelt down.
Bi Zuo said: "Xiao Zhu, long time no see, you are so old."
"Immortal Lord, I didn't expect to see you again."
"When did you start guarding this place?"
"It started 1,100 years ago. My body is not as good as before. I can keep it alive for more than 400 years by meditating continuously to prolong my life."
Bizuo let out a long sigh and said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for more than a thousand years, and you are so old." Endless life is not a good thing. Bizuo never stays in one place for a long time, and he doesn't want to see you. The birth, old age, illness and death of people we know.
Mr. Zhu was still kneeling. His respect for the writing had never diminished, and he said with a smile: "Hey, hey, I am stupid in nature and don't practice enough. I will naturally die of old age."
"You are indeed stupid. I remember when I enlightened you, I was so angry that I almost wanted to kill you. You are the stupidest child I have ever seen."
Mr. Zhu giggled, and Bi Zuo said: "Have you passed the 'Return to the Pure Land'?"
"Yes, I have been living in these four tribes for more than ten years."
"It took so long to 'return to the original'."
"Hey, I'm too stupid to understand the true way. If I hadn't studied in the Sword King's Pavilion for seven years, I'm afraid I would have been a mortal until death. After "Gui Pu" enlightened me, I traveled to the sea for decades, and finally returned When I got here, I became the guard of the Sword King Pavilion."
"Why not 'die'? Why not 'steal the sky'? You are only two steps away from the realm of demigod."
"Immortal Lord, the veins and roots of my cultivation are low-grade, and the veins and roots of human feelings are also low-grade. Alas - it took many years to realize the Tao at 'Gui Pu', which is truly a miracle. If I hadn't met you, Immortal Lord, I wouldn't even be a mortal." I can't break through the realm of anything. Idiots have little connection with all things and principles, and their emotions are low. It is indeed easy to 'give up', but after 'cutting off', my path of spiritual practice will come to an end, because I don't care No matter what, it is impossible to survive the punishment of 'stealing the sky' alive."
Bi Zuo nodded. He agreed with what Mr. Zhu said. "Stealing Heaven" is the final screening for practitioners to become gods. Only those with extremely high qualifications and extremely strong strength will be recognized. This is a rule, not a rule. Tests are not something you can pass just by working hard.
Mr. Zhu continued: "So I just won't give up. It's good to have humanity."
"Why don't you go out and travel and waste your life of more than a thousand years here?"
"I'm very quiet, and I'm also afraid of accepting new things. After thinking about it, I became the guard of the Sword King Pavilion. I don't feel it's a pity. On the contrary, I have learned a lot about the ways of nature during my thousands of years of meditation."
Bizuo nodded and said: "Okay, your state of mind is like a pond, and you do have the charm of an immortal. There are not only two ways to become a god. It depends on your luck."
"Thank you, Immortal Lord. I wonder what the Immortal Lord's orders are when you come today?"
Bi Zuo felt a little embarrassed and said: "It's not easy for you to stay here for a thousand years, but I'm afraid I'm going to break your peace today. I'm going to set up a trap here."
"Oh? What formation?" Mr. Zhu asked.
"Seven Stars Deceiving the Sky Formation."
"Ah?" Mr. Zhu asked doubtfully, "It is actually this divine formation, but this formation has a special purpose. Does the Immortal Lord want to punish or save someone?"
"It's not punishment or saving, it's enlightenment."
"Initiation?" Mr. Zhu asked puzzledly, "The Seven-Star Deception Array can only be used by those who have become demigods after 'stealing the sky'. This array will continue the 'meaning of life' of the newly deceased soul for seven days. During this period, the Yang world, the underworld, the underworld, and hell all recognize this spirit as a 'living' state. If its body can be reshaped during this period, and the soul-body fusion technique can be used, it can be brought back to life. If it cannot be rebuilt, it will be resurrected. After seven days, this spirit will be judged as 'dead' by the underworld, and there is no possibility of survival. But Immortal Lord, if this spirit is allowed to die and become a soul, how can we enlighten him? The way of life and death is the way of nature, even if he is super talented In this world, it is impossible to understand this way under the divine level. Apart from that, what else can be understood?"
"He is a little special. Only he can be enlightened like this. I will watch over you for the next seven days. You can go out for a walk."
"Okay." Mr. Zhu obeyed Bi Zuo's advice. He bowed three more times and bowed respectfully.
Bi Zuo suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Xiao Zhu, I have a favor to ask of you."
Zhu Lao flew back immediately and asked what was going on. Bi Zuo said: "The man and woman who came here before are coming here. You take the woman away and don't let her come here within seven days." , In addition, I helped her break through a few days ago, but she is ignorant and has few miraculous abilities. Please enlighten her."
"Oh? Could it be that woman is!"
Bizuo nodded, and Mr. Zhu immediately said: "I understand, Immortal Lord, I will definitely enlighten that woman with my heart."
"Thank you."
Mr. Zhu retreated, and Bi Zuo stood on the stone pier, waiting for Wangxiang quietly. About two hours later, Wangxiang came to the Sword King Pavilion again with the four tokens.
He didn't expect that what he saw would be Bi Zuo, but his goal was still the gun in the Sword King Pavilion. Throwing the token to the ground, Wangxiang walked towards the Sword King Pavilion again.
"Hey, young man, the world in your eyes is too shallow. This shouldn't be what you see. You are special. Just like that kid Fang Tianmu, the world you see should be different."
Wangxiang stopped, turned around and asked, "What did he see? What should I see?"
Bizuo asked him what he said again, "What are you, and what are all the things in the world supposed to be?"
"I am alone...am I not?"
Bi Zuo looked at him with a smile and suddenly said: "Forget it, you can go and realize it yourself."
He only raised his finger slightly, and Wang Xiang lost his voice and flew back. Wangxiang could feel the passage of his life, and he had no choice but to do so. This was not a battle, nor was it killing. This was simply a judgment of death. It was as if someone had written down his own death in a notebook, and then death happened.
Wangxiang then lost his vision, and at the same time, all his vitality was lost in an instant, but only the last trace remained.
Bi Zuo flashed in front of Wang Xiang, grabbed a "thread" from Wang Xiang's body with one hand, flicked it to the sky, and whispered: "Deceive the sky."
"Silk" was quickly inserted into the sky, and then he pointed towards the southwest and whispered: "Biquan." Countless birds circled in the pointed direction, and pointed to the ground again, low He chanted: "Cover the prison." A gray magic domain spread out for dozens of miles, and disappeared after seven breaths. Finally, Bi Zuo squeezed his hands into evil eyes and whispered: "Abandon the Yin. "Forty-nine candles lit up everywhere in the sky. In this way, seven stars formed to dominate the sky.
And with a flick of his finger, Wangxiang, who still had any hope of life, was completely wiped out.
Bi Zuo said: "My child, what you have realized is not the way of life and death, but your own unique way."
