Chapter 592: The eight hardships of life

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The Tianji Sect is not only mysterious but also extremely powerful. If not, Chu Cheng would not let Chu Yi Nian follow. Even in Qingzhou, in this place cursed by sin and blood, it was difficult for high-level monks to appear, but he was still worried, so he merged the two bodies into one.

When the twenty-five sword rays fell on the Tianji Sect, Chu Cheng felt a very terrifying aura. Although this breath was very weak, it still gave him a lot of pressure.

The one who could give Chu Cheng such a sense of oppression must at least be a venerable person. And he is also a venerable person with more than two rules.

Chu Cheng has never met a venerable person who condenses the three rules. It is said that the powerful Saint Xu who embodies the three rules is invincible under the Saint. Even when facing a saint, he still has the power to protect himself. Facing such a strong man, one cannot be careless.

The Tianji Sect is located in the far north of Qingzhou Continent. There is no boundary line between the extreme north and the north. There is a sea of ​​fire. It was once a land of 100,000 volcanoes.

It's extremely hot in the far north. The temperature during the day reaches an altitude of three hundred, and even at night it reaches hundreds. No living thing can survive here.

But no one would have thought that in such a poor place, the most mysterious and powerful sect in Qingzhou was located.

A warm wind passed by from the south. You can clearly see the fireworks igniting as the wind blows.

In the heat of the extreme north, even the wind can burn.

After the wind, a figure suddenly appeared among the fireworks.

The sparks were roaring, but they could not contaminate this person's clothes.

This man was wearing cloth, with his long hair hanging casually behind him. The face covered with long beard looked a little weathered, but those eyes were ethereal and deep, as if they contained all things.

This man is Chu Cheng.

His speed is not as fast as the sword light. It also took two days to get to the far north.

Chu Cheng looked down at the red land from high in the sky, shook his head and said softly: "I'm afraid there are not many such extremely evil places in the world."

There is no grass here, and there is no life at all. Even monsters cannot live here.

Chu Cheng just glanced at it and stepped forward again.

In just ten steps, Chu Cheng came to a majestic mountain. Most of the top of this mountain is filled with potholes.

In this pit, the lava is rolling, bright red and hot. This is a volcano, and the magma below is undulating. The sand and stones fall into the magma and turn into liquid instantly.

The magma is so hot that even the golden elixir monks dare not set foot there. Even if you are contaminated, your body will melt.

As soon as Chu Cheng arrived here, he jumped directly into the rolling magma. His body was instantly engulfed by the scorching fire.

Although this magma is terrifying, it still cannot cause harm to Chu Cheng.

Three breaths later, Chu Cheng was in a secret passage. This secret passage was flooded with flames, and the edge could not be seen.

Chu Cheng raised his head and glanced ahead, then walked forward. As he walked by, the fireworks retreated in all directions, revealing a path.

This road is very long and connects the entire mountain range. It was not until four hours later that Chu Cheng passed through this passage and came to the end.

At the end is a cliff. The hot wind blew down, making it difficult to open one's eyes. Chu Cheng squinted his eyes and looked down.

Below there are layers of stone layers, connecting up to the majestic ancient palace, with jade carved railings everywhere. In front of this hall, nine huge stone pillars rise from the ground.

This ancient palace is very majestic and gorgeous, and the various carvings in the palace are exquisite and gorgeous. In front of this hall, there is a stone tablet that reaches the sky. Engraved on it are the words majestic and majestic - Tianji.

However, Chu Cheng's eyes were not on this giant monument, but on the nine giant pillars.

On those nine giant pillars, chaos emerged. Nine virtual realms enveloped the entire ancient palace.

"The Holy Void Powerful One!" Chu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had guessed that there were powerful people in Tianji Sect, he did not expect that there would be nine Holy Void powerhouses. I didn't expect to notice him so quickly.

The next moment, the nine strong men flashed and fell in front of Chu Cheng, and they all slapped him down with one palm. With this palm, the virtual world condenses and comes to the palm.

One palm is a world.

"not enough!"

The strong wind blew, causing all of Chu Cheng's hair to fall down. But his face remained very calm. Facing these nine palms and taking them down, he also responded with one palm.

The roar started and the light shone brightly. Nine muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and then in the light, nine figures flew out upside down.

These nine figures retreated a hundred steps in the air, and finally returned to the nine stone pillars. They all said in unison: "Please."

Chu Cheng didn't reply. He landed on the ground in a flash and continued walking forward.

Those nine powerful Saint Void men showed no murderous intent from the beginning. If not, Chu Cheng would have used killing moves against the enemy from the beginning. Even if he couldn't kill everyone, he would have left a few behind.

The nine powerful Saints sat cross-legged in the stone pillars. They did not take action anymore, but closed their eyes and paid no attention to the affairs in all directions.

Chu Cheng moved forward step by step. In that ancient palace, Chu Cheng felt two powerful auras. Of these two, one even came close to being a saint.

There is news about Qingxia here, but even though this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den with many strong men, Chu Cheng still wants to break through.

When Chu Cheng walked past the huge monument, the air in all directions suddenly solidified, like a land of stagnant water, with no air flow anymore.

A voice suddenly sounded, and there was no sound between heaven and earth. This voice comes from the heart.

"Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, everything in the world is transformed into appearance, when the heart moves, everything moves, when the heart changes, everything changes."

Suddenly, another voice sounded from the bottom of Chu Cheng's heart.

This is the sound of the wind and the sound of the sword.

As soon as the voice came out, Chu Cheng stepped back heavily, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground, and he didn't stop until he took thirteen steps back.

Chu Cheng's eyes shrank, and a touch of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

In this silence, he would be hurt. He didn't even see the other party's figure.

The breeze passed. A figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu Cheng.

This is a middle-aged man wearing Tsing Yi. He stood there, ethereal and misty, and like a sword standing in the world.

"Your Majesty!" Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a flash of his body, he punched the middle-aged man.

Seventy-five rays of golden light piled up one after another, falling like a waterfall. In the other hand, the sword intention aroused and evolved into ten thousand swords, causing the world to instantly fall into the sword domain. In the domain, there are thunderous thunders, seas of fire surging, and water and sky turning into one color.

"Four true meanings!" The middle-aged man instantly entered the realm, felt the four true meanings, and his pupils shrank. But he soon regained his composure, laughing softly and speaking softly.

"My sword is the sword of the heart. The movement of the heart is the movement of the sword. The movement of the body is also the movement of the sword. Even if there are endless ways in your heart, so what? My sword can break through the body of all laws."

As soon as the words fell, the sword realm trembled, and the meaning of the four colors collapsed instantly. Heaven and earth return to Qingming.

This is the Heart Sword. Bai Pao'er is also the Heart Sword, so Chu Cheng naturally knows how powerful the Heart Sword is. But I still didn't expect this heart sword to be so terrifying.

A sword penetrated his heart, and blood overflowed again.

Chu Cheng groaned, and his figure instantly melted into the wind and into the void. But it's still not as fast as that sword.

One sword, two swords, three swords, ten thousand swords. The sword passed through the heart.

The groan started again, and Chu Cheng's figure was almost forced to appear, but he still gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood in his throat, melted into the wind, and came behind the middle-aged man in an instant. With a finger, the world of mortals appeared. The middle-aged man was unable to retreat.

This finger hit the middle-aged man's back and penetrated his chest.

The sword of the heart is defenseless. The battle between the two is nothing more than a tough battle, it depends on who retreats first and loses.

The middle-aged man stood up with a muffled voice and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He took a hundred steps back and struggled to stop it. When Chu Cheng came in pursuit, he jumped to the top of the stone tablet and spoke lightly.

"Haha, I am no match for you, you can move on."

Afterwards, the middle-aged man closed his eyes like the nine powerful Saint Void men and stopped taking action.

Chu Cheng took a deep breath and continued walking forward. He knew that there was a stronger person ahead of him.

There was air flow in all directions again, and a figure appeared in front of him again.

This figure exudes a strong holy breath. This is a saint. But there is decay in this breath.

This is a saint whose oil has run out.

"Beat me and you can move on."

Chu Cheng no longer nodded, and at this moment the two bodies became one, and a powerful aura burst out. Five rules and dual colors emerge.

At this moment, a majestic holy breath surged up, even stronger than that of the saint. At the moment when the holy breath appeared, the nine holy masters and the venerable all opened their eyes, with confusion and deep doubts in their eyes.

"Ten rules?"

"It is indeed ten rules." The saint nodded.

For the most part, even he has never seen anyone possess ten rules.

The saint thought for a while and said sideways: "I am not your opponent, please pass!"

Chu Cheng nodded and took a step towards Fang Fang.

With this step, the world collapsed. A light rain fell. Chu Cheng's whole body fell into a cold state.

As he walked in the desolate drizzle, a feeling of loneliness suddenly emerged in his heart.

Loneliness is the coldness of your fingertips and the pain in your heart. A sadness passed through the skin and reached the depths of Chu Cheng's soul.

Deep in his heart, an eternal song of sadness resounded. The death of a loved one and the passing of a lover reappeared in his eyes one scene after another.

Chu Cheng looked up at the fiery red above. He didn't know if it was rain or tears that blurred his eyes. His heart was invaded by sadness. The hatred that disappeared surged up again.

at this time. A sigh of vicissitudes of life sounded slowly from the depths of the ancient palace. Accompanying this old voice was the majestic sound of the avenue bell.

"All living beings suffer eight kinds of suffering."

"Birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to get what you want, not being able to let go."

"There are eight sufferings in life. He is suffering, you are suffering, and all living beings are suffering. Since you have suffering in your heart, I will remove the suffering in your heart for you. Let you be a person without suffering in this life."

(I have a fever and am not in good condition.)