A group of monks began to cross the sea and prepare to climb the ladder to heaven.
There were no ships on the sea of blood, but walking on the water was not difficult for them. As expected, everyone did not sink when they stepped on the sea of blood, but moved forward on the sea of blood.
The first person who entered the sea of blood soon arrived more than ten steps away. The sea of blood was rolling, and the waves were surging, but it did not hurt this person. When everyone saw that the first person was not in danger, everyone became excited, and then Quickly enter the blood sea and quickly move towards the center of the sea.
I don't know whether it was because of the large number of people or because they were moving too fast. I saw some monks gradually losing control of their strength and falling into the sea of blood.
Zi Chen looked at the tide-like team crossing the sea, and was slightly distracted. Many years ago, a human yuan was a heaven-like existence in his eyes. This level was not something Zi Chen could even imagine seeing, and at that time In Zi Chen's opinion, the Human Yuan Realm is so rare that it is almost as rare as a treasure.
But many years later, when Zi Chen reached this realm, he discovered that the existence of the Human Yuan realm was as numerous as cabbages in the world.
Sure enough, you can only see something when you reach a certain height.
"I wonder if one day when I reach the Earth Yuan realm, Earth Yuan strongmen who are extremely rare to me will be as rampant as cabbage." Zi Chen secretly thought in his heart, but thinking about it, this question is not realistic, because there can be so many in this world. Earth element realm.
But without reaching that realm, how could Zi Chen know how many Earth Yuan realms there were in this world.
Zi Chen, who was distracted, quickly woke up because he made an extremely important discovery.
That is, the monks who fell into the sea of blood before did not appear again, not one of them. They fell into the sea of blood, as if they sank to the bottom of the sea all of a sudden, and they did not show their heads once during this period.
The sea of blood roared, but Zi Chen couldn't hear the sound of the waves. The monks were falling, but Zi Chen didn't hear the thumping sound.
It seemed as if the entire world had become strangely quiet, strangely dead, and strange at the same time.
The expressions of the monks who crossed the blood sea were all the same, neither happy nor sad. It was difficult for people to see some shortcomings in their faces, but seeing that many of their companions fell and did not get up again, their expressions should have changed somewhat.
But no, they looked very calm, even focused.
Zi Chen could clearly see them and their calm and focused expressions. The two sides were not far apart, but he felt that they were far apart. It was as if they were in two worlds. What he saw was clear and clear. Vague and full of contradictions.
Finally, one monk took a step back, but this small step was so obvious among the monks who were all moving forward.
The attention of Zi Chen and his group immediately fell on the monk, and they saw him quickly take another step back, and then take a third step.
After taking three steps back, a bright light suddenly emitted from his body, and then his figure disappeared into the sea of blood out of thin air.
A person disappears into thin air.
Just when Zi Chen and his party still didn't understand this situation, like a chain reaction, various lights lit up from all directions of the blood sea, and each light that lit up represented the disappearance of a monk.
These disappearing monks all have one thing in common, they all took three steps back at the same time.
But where did they go after disappearing.
In addition to Zi Chen, there are many monks who have not entered the sea. They are all wondering about this issue at this moment, but it is obvious that they have not entered the heaven.
If you fall into the sea of blood, you will never come up again. If you retreat, you will disappear. It is obvious that only moving forward is the only right way.
"There is no sound coming from the sea of blood. The angry sea is still rolling. There shouldn't be no sound. The most likely reason is that the sound is blocked. There should be a system of its own, or a small world." Lu Peng looked at the front and said seriously.
"Perhaps they have encountered a certain formation. They are in the formation at the moment. If they want to break the formation, there is only one way forward. If they fall or retreat, they will disappear."
"They would stumble and fall into the sea. Could it be that they encountered something that frightened them? They would retreat. Could it be that they encountered something that was impossible?"
Without entering the sea of blood, all speculations from the outside world are useless. Only personal experience can know what they foresee, why they stumbled, and why they retreated.
After looking for a long time without seeing anything, Zi Chen and others decided to cross the sea. During this period, various forces continued to send messages to their companions in the sea, but did not receive any response. Zi Chen naturally gave up the idea of going in by himself while others waited.
Everyone moved forward and stepped into the sea of blood.
As soon as you step on it, a force of capture will naturally appear to support your body. It is said that you are stepping on a sea of blood, but in fact it is no different from flat ground.
Zi Chen stepped into the sea of blood, and then saw the sea of fire. He was in the sea of fire, and the flames were burning all around him. The pungent burnt smell spread into his nose, choking Zi Chen and almost suffocating him.
Looking at the flames all around and the scorched corpses on the ground, Zi Chen frowned, because the extremely cruel scene he saw in front of him was somewhat familiar to him.
Zi Chen had killed countless people in his life, but the incidents of setting fires after killing people were really rare, and so rare that he couldn't remember them at all.
"It's a hallucination." Zi Chen tried hard to recall whether he had killed anyone or set a fire, but he couldn't remember and thought it was a hallucination.
The temperature of the surrounding flames was clearly transmitted to his senses. He tried to take a step forward and accidentally stepped on a dry branch that had not been ignited, making a clear clicking sound.
Everything was real, but Zi Chen couldn't remember when he had killed these people.
He stepped forward step by step, looked around and into the distance, and then saw some buildings burning with flames. It looked like a sect, but it had been cleansed. From time to time, a few heart-rending sounds came from the flames. Screaming for help.
Zi Chen tried hard to think of the sects that had enmity against him and had received due retribution, and finally thought of a Wuzong.
"Could it be Wuzong?" Zi Chen walked through the sea of fire, trying to find some clues.
Suddenly, his expression froze and he stared straight ahead. There, there was a huge plaque on fire, but he could barely see the writing on the plaque.
Lingwu Sect.
A name that was hidden deep in Zi Chen's heart and had almost been forgotten by him, and the memory that was about to disappear suddenly poured into Zi Chen's mind like a tide.
Scenes from many years ago emerged. It was not him who killed someone, but someone who destroyed his sect.
"Yes, this is the Lingwu Sect, where my master is. It was destroyed by the Wuzong back then. The Supreme Elder was killed, and the Master of the Punishment Hall was also killed."
The memory in Zi Chen's mind overlapped with the sea of fire in front of him.
Sure enough, within a moment, a very familiar shout rang out, and a figure walked through the sea of fire. This was a young man who looked extremely young. With grief on his face, he rushed into the sea of fire and began to call his friend's name. Then he started rummaging through the corpses.
"The Supreme Elder."
"Palace Master."
"Lin Xue."
"Su Mengyao."
Zi Chen quietly looked at this young and immature Zi Chen, looked at himself back then, and looked at the despair on his face after seeing a female corpse.
Although this scene seemed strange, Zi Chen watched calmly.
The scene of the annihilation of the sect reappeared, and the young man was very sad, but Zi Chen was very calm. Now he was sure that this was an illusory formation.
In the sea of blood, Zi Chen looked calm and his steps were also very calm. The span of each step was the same as he walked towards the center of the sea of blood.
During this period, people still fell into the sea, and people still disappeared, but Zi Chen seemed not to notice it, and walked forward slowly but firmly.
Just like what really happened, the young man did not find the living person he wanted to live, and then met Wu Zong's people and started his escape career.
During this life of escape, he had been injured, killed people, ate harsh wild fruits, raw meat, and gnawed grass. He had been depressed and strong.
It seemed that the scene was reappearing. Zi Chen saw the small mountain village again, the young Wang Xian'er, Wang Qiong, Wang Shan, and Wang Shi who had been dead for many years.
Then I met the monk again, Su Mengyao and Lin Xue in Cangli City, and more people.
Zi Chen didn't know what this fantasy wanted to express. There were very few warm scenes. Most of them were killings, blood, and desperate and indifferent faces.
The despair was those who were killed by Zi Chen, and the indifferent faces were naturally those of Zi Chen.
At the end, bloody scenes appeared in front of Zi Chen, including headless corpses flying upside down, heads rolling down, expressions of unyielding eyes, blood stains on the ground, ghosts turned into ghosts due to deep resentment, and Dantian self-exploding in despair because of unwillingness. All kinds of scenes, all kinds of blood.
These people were all killed by Zi Chen, but Zi Chen only remembered a few of them. He couldn't remember the appearance or names of most of them, but he killed them.
The murder scene in front of me is still being demonstrated, like a fast shot, but even if it is deliberately speeded up, it has only reached the scene when Zi Chen Dan Yuan was born.
Because Zi Chen has killed too many people since he grew up, killing countless people.
In addition to the images, there was a voice echoing in Zi Chen's ears. This voice was resentment, crying, and calling for life. It was like an evil ghost or a ghost, constantly floating around him and talking in his ear.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, listening to the various calls for life coming from his ears, and the voice that was as ruthless as the law of heaven talking about Zi Chen's various crimes.
Zi Chen's face was expressionless, watching the childish Zi Chen in front of him move toward maturity, watching enemies being killed one by one, listening to the calls for life in his ears and the voices of condemnation and punishment from the avenue. He watched everything quietly, with a calm expression.
Just like that, after seeing so many murder scenes, Zi Chen frowned and gradually felt impatient. He looked into the void and said calmly: "I don't know what you are going to tell me, or what mistakes you want me to realize. Or it could make my Taoist heart become dusty. No matter what purpose you have, I want to say that I have no regrets about what I have done in this life."
Zi Chen shouted: "I have a clear conscience, so I have no regrets."
No regrets echoed in this world. The voice calling for life in Zi Chen's ears suddenly disappeared, the voice of condemnation and punishment on the avenue disappeared, the murder scene in front disappeared, the illusion disappeared, and the sea of blood appeared.
