Chapter 627: The Voice From Lonely Star Tears

This is Gu Qingfeng.

If it were anyone else, no matter how high his cultivation was, even if he was an immortal or a demon, he would definitely not be able to withstand such terrible destruction.

Of course.

Gu Qingfeng's body had been tempered by the ancestral fire countless times, and had been baptized by the endless judgment of the Three Thousand Great Daos, as well as countless nirvana rebirths. Perhaps it could not be called immortal, but it was definitely the supreme hegemony. Every inch of skin, every acupoint, every meridian, and even every strand of hair on his body was mysterious and wonderful, with thousands of changes, comparable to the existence of a small world.

As the evil heart rioted more and more.

The seeds of nature, the tears of the lonely star, the fire of the Nine Netherworld, and even the endless Tai Chi Golden Pill became more and more crazy.

At this moment.

Gu Qingfeng felt like a balloon that was getting bigger and bigger, and it might explode at any time.

Although it was painful, it was still within the tolerance range.

He had practiced for five hundred years and endured all kinds of pain. This torture was nothing to him.

He was not worried that his body would explode.

What really worried him was his mind.

His originally boundless and vast quiet mind was now in a mess. Many negative emotions such as violence, cruelty, evil, and hideousness were eroding him like ants devouring his internal organs. He felt extremely uncomfortable and in great pain.

The mind was.

The spirit was even more distorted.

His consciousness gradually began to blur.

No!

If this continued, even if he survived, he would go crazy.

Thinking of this.

Gu Qingfeng did not dare to neglect it. He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and recited the scriptures...

"Great Purity and Great Prajna, Infinite Freedom Heart, Nirvana and No Self, My Buddha Frightens the True Demon... A means nothing, Nose means the interval, Avici Spirit, Uninterrupted Soul, Sinful Body, Free Heart..."

This is the Prajna Great Purification Mantra,

which can not only purify all distracting thoughts in the heart, but also protect the mind from being eroded.

But it is useless.

No matter how he chanted the Prajna Mantra, he could not purify the distracting thoughts in his heart, nor could he protect his chaotic mind. Not only that, his spirit became more and more distorted, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The only thing to be thankful for was that his will had not wavered.

This was the last hurdle.

Once the will wavered.

The mind would be invaded by the inner demon in an instant.

Gu Qingfeng guarded his will tightly, just like that, even if his mind was chaotic, his spirit was distorted, and his consciousness was blurred, he would stick to his will bitterly.

Will.

This is probably what Gu Qingfeng is most proud of.

How many times he had been on the verge of life and death, how many times he had been lonely and helpless, how many times he had lost his self, how many times he had gone crazy, he had persisted with his unyielding will.

He had never doubted his will.

This time was no exception.

Just like that.

Until his mind was numb, his mental consciousness was in a mess, his will still persisted.

I don't know how long it had been, but in the blur, I seemed to hear a voice, very faint, but it was indeed a voice.

"They... discovered..."

"They... all... all... all..."

"They... have been looking for you..."

"Be careful... the Posha people... be careful of them..."

"And the Kasyapa Observer... they... are looking for you..."

"Be careful... cause and effect... don't believe in cause and effect... maybe... it's their trap..."

"Be careful of your past life... don't believe him..."

"Be careful of yourself... don't believe yourself..."

"You... you have as many causes and effects... as many past lives..."

"You have as many past lives... as many selves..."

"Don't believe... don't believe... don't believe anyone... don't believe anyone..."

"They... have been looking for you..."

"And... that... woman... maybe... and me..."

"Find me... I have you behind me..."

"Find me..."

"I will definitely find me..."

"I will definitely..."

"I have you behind me... I have you..."

The already weak voice seemed to become weaker and weaker, until it completely disappeared. The strange thing was that when the voice disappeared, the evil heart inexplicably stopped rioting. At the same time, the seeds of nature, the fire of the nine netherworlds, and the tears of the lonely star gradually returned to normal.

The chaotic world of Zifu was like a clear sky after rain. The evil breath of the mysterious heart disappeared, the breath of life of the seeds of nature disappeared, the breath of burning of the Nine Nether Fire disappeared, and the breath of death of the Lonely Star Tears also disappeared.

The endless Tai Chi Golden Pill no longer expanded. After stopping, it slowly stopped in various acupoints.

Everything returned to normal.

Including Gu Qingfeng's confused mind, twisted spirit, and blurred consciousness gradually became clear.

In the early morning.

Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. His quiet eyes were filled with shock and horror, as well as countless doubts and curiosity.

Although his consciousness was blurred at the time, he was sure that the sound he heard was not an illusion.

No!

That was not a sound.

But a touch of spirit!

That's right! It was a strange spirit.

That strange spirit came from Lone Star Tears. Gu Qingfeng immediately entered his Zifu Dantian again and explored Lone Star Tears.

Lone Star Tears has changed.

In the past, the Lone Star Tears were lifeless and dull, like a star stone that had lost its luster. But now, the Lone Star Tears are no longer lifeless and dull. On the contrary, there is still a layer of mysterious gray brilliance, just like a star that has lost its luster. Like an inconspicuous star in the night sky, although it is still full of deathly silence, it gives people a more lonely feeling.

What made Gu Qingfeng feel helpless.

He had never been able to see through the Lone Star Tears before.

I still can't see through it now.

No mystery can be seen, no mystery can be explored.

The only difference was that the Lone Star Tears gave him a familiar feeling before, but now the feeling was even stronger.

But I don’t know anything.

This feeling is very confusing, just like light suddenly appears in a dark world, but you don't know where the light is. No matter how bright the light is, you still don't know.

Look again.

Probe again.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

Unseen, undetectable, undetectable.

Just visualize.

I can’t visualize it either.

Keep exploring, keep visualizing.

I don’t know how many times I have explored it, and I don’t know how many times I have visualized it.

The result is the same.

Nothing at all.

Finally, Gu Qingfeng gave up.

He sat back on his chair, took out a jar of peach blossom wine, raised his head and drank it fiercely, took out another jar, poured it into a wine jug, and poured a glass.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the faint voice from before in his mind.