The world has been destroyed to the point where nothing is left, so what is the value of visiting it?
The answer is yes!
The so-called Taoism and magic are themselves understood by practitioners when they perceive the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then deduced, summarized and summarized from generation to generation.
In the shattered world, the flowing crazy energy is suitable for a series of spell blueprints that focus on destruction.
Of course, you can observe, but don’t lose your life.
The universe is big, there are many worlds, and there are many opportunities.
The monks who are truly proficient in traveling between worlds and are familiar with traveling in the universe understand one truth.
Compared with opportunities, preserving life is the first priority.
Live...continue to live, and it is possible to have everything you want.
And if you die, it will be over.
This key point is also one of the basic prerequisites for Ke Xiaoliang's many Huzhongjie to become popular.
The Huzhong Realm can provide monks with a very safe, stable, and reliable opportunity to display their fists and kicks at will, with almost no need to worry about any consequences or backlash.
If Ke Xiaoliang's Huzhong Realm is the same as these worlds where you can travel at will by paying money through Void City.
Then you lose competitiveness.
The endless variety of things in the infinite world will overwhelm Ke Xiaoliang's world in the gourd.
In the end, Ke Xiaoliang's Huzhong Realm will also fall into continuous involution due to the lack of more monks entering.
"Sure enough, it is the right decision not to consolidate but to fish, to always maintain the bottom line, and not to trap and kill a large number of monks in the Gourd Realm just because you want to harvest the magic value." Ke Xiaoliang also felt deeply at this time.
Under the protection of the female Bodhisattva's lotus platform, the energy craze of this broken world has always been resisted outside the lotus platform.
The softness behind her body is always trembling with a slight presence or absence, rising and falling.
When Ke Xiaoliang turned his head and looked over, the face of the female Bodhisattva was still solemn, holy and inviolable.
Ke Xiaoliang knew what she had in mind.
After practicing as a giant Buddha for many years, the female Bodhisattva stored a large amount of undigested pure soul in her body.
If she gave her body to Ke Xiaoliang, if Ke Xiaoliang was an ordinary and ordinary monk, he would definitely be able to soar into the sky through this unique practice.
Even knocking on half of the immortal doors, there is hope for a true immortal.
But the female Bodhisattva can repay most of the cause and effect in this way.
However, for Ke Xiaoliang, a female Bodhisattva who serves as a dog is much more useful than a female Bodhisattva who serves as a meat pad.
As for the so-called pure soul, Ke Xiaoliang didn't even look at it.
Walking and stopping, stopping and walking.
Ke Xiaohao seems to have a purpose, but also seems to have no purpose.
He completely ignored the softness behind him, the whiteness in his eyes, and the fragrance in front of his nose. He looked more like a Buddha than a eunuch.
Holding the Ancient Demon Scroll in hand, Ke Xiaoliang stood in the chaotic surging energy of heaven and earth, and began to chant strange and low syllables against the scroll.
When the last syllable falls.
The surging energy suddenly calmed down and stabilized at a certain moment.
Countless light spots, densely packed... flew out from the void, and then gathered into a human figure.
The face is like a peach and plum, and the eyebrows are curved, white and thick.
Black-hearted old man!
The most outstanding and famous founder in the history of the Ten Demons Sect appeared in front of Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang looked at him, and he looked at Ke Xiaoliang.
"You're a brat from the Ten Demon Sect!" The black-hearted old man looked at Ke Xiaoliang with an affirmative tone.
Then he said quickly: "You don't have to deny it. I can smell the devilish smell on your body as soon as I smell it!"
"Besides, if you are not a brat from the Ten Demon Sect, why would you come to me?"
Ke Xiaoliang did not choose to answer the black-hearted old man's words.
Instead, he asked on his own: "I'm curious, what do you think this is?"
"A clone? A remnant soul? A photo taken as a souvenir? Or a stray thought that was cleared out?"
The two eyebrows of the black-hearted old man trembled like snow-white caterpillars.
That body was clearly a condensed body of energy, but at this moment it actually felt as real as a physical body.
It seems that the facial muscles are really connected to each other.
"You are so curious, you must be the demon kid of our sect! You want to find me, your ancestor, for the demon seed thing!" The black-hearted old man's tone became gentler and warmer, as if he was applying a certain Layer the aura of elders and quickly close the distance.
At this moment, the black-hearted old man and Ke Xiaoliang are competing for the core right to speak, both wanting to dominate the direction of the topic.
Ke Xiaoliang deliberately showed obvious caution.
"Don't! You know our sect well. The more affectionate you say, the more confusing the relationship behind it will be. If you want to kill me, you will be more enthusiastic about me." Ke Xiaoliang said.
The black-hearted old man's eyebrows trembled even more.
I don’t know if I regret taking the Ten Demon Sect in such a weird and awkward direction.
After all, not all of the earlier Heart Demon Sects were Lao Yinbi.
There are still those good men who simply kill people, set fires, massacre cities, and destroy countries!
It wasn't until the black-hearted old man changed the sect's rules and changed the sect's style that the Ten Demon Sect became a gathering place for Lao Yinbi. Those 'silly white sweets' who were simply violent in nature but not good at calculations all died at the earliest stage. In the first and second rounds of elimination, there was no way he could survive to become an elder of the Demon Sect or even step out of the world.
Sure enough, the expression on the face of the black-hearted old man, who had figured out some key points, became cold.
"Hmph! Sure enough... a brat like you is hard to please."
"That's all... Who told you to be the first one to find me? I'll give you a benefit!"
"As long as you agree to my small request, I will teach you how to completely digest the demon seed and make it your own." The black-hearted old man seemed to have given up on playing tricks.
Ke Xiaoliang took advantage of the situation and said, "Tell me first, what do you want to do?"
"After all, the devil is still with me, but there is potential danger. If I agree to your unreasonable request, I may die immediately."
"As a junior, I still have this ability to distinguish, and I hope you, Grandmaster, can also have a sense of propriety."
After saying that, Ke Xiaoliang patted the female Bodhisattva's fair, smooth, slender and graceful thighs happily.
The lotus platform of the female Bodhisattva turned into a throne in an instant.
Ke Xiaoliang was sitting in her arms, his head resting on the sweet and soft futon, looking at his ancestor with a slightly arrogant expression.
The black-hearted old man glanced at the female Bodhisattva, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, this surprise may not be a disguise.
"I'll tell you my weakness, you go and kill me now!"
"This is my only request." The black-hearted old man said to Ke Xiaoliang.
This request was somewhat beyond Ke Xiaoliang's expectations.
Ke Xiaoliang patted the female Bodhisattva's plump but not bloated thighs. He ignored the beautiful scenery of the fragrant meat and said loudly: "Ah? My ancestor? Do you know what your level is now? In this world, Golden Immortal...you asked me, a young monk who has not yet achieved immortality, to kill you? Do you want your disciples to die on their own?"
