Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 685 Walking on the Road

In front of him, the Tianhe Sea disappeared, as if the ship had entered a long river of time, surrounded by colorful colors and fragments one after another. ,,

In these fragments, there are worlds one after another.

Meng Hao looked at the ship he was on and entered a fragmented world. There, he saw a world of flames. There were countless monks here, kneeling in front of the ship and delivering tributes.

The technique they practiced was fire. This fire seemed to appear from their bloodline, surpassing all the flames Meng Hao saw. He heard people here say that this was the origin.

Meng Hao was unable to touch this world, as if he was an outsider. He saw this ship, after traveling in the sea of ​​fire for an unknown length of time, traveling again and entering another period of time.

There, he saw the starry sky, a strange void that was different from the starry sky outside the southern sky. It was vast and endless.

Occasionally, some strange-looking beings come here, worship and then give some strange items...

Meng Hao seemed to have become a tourist. Following the ship, he saw a flying butterfly. The butterfly was so big that it could be seen clearly from a distance. But up close, it was a splendid combination of countless worlds.

"Did this happen in the past and belong to the memory of this ship, or... did it happen now?" Meng Hao couldn't tell clearly. The butterfly also flew away, and the ship passed into the vast sky and disappeared again.

When it appeared, in front of Meng Hao's eyes was a vast ocean with a huge tree towering into the sky. The tree had golden leaves, which was very beautiful...

Under that tree, there is a person. He was looking at the tree silently. I don’t know what I am thinking about. I don't know how much time passed, but this man smiled, and his whole body seemed to be filled with light, as if he was enlightened.

Meng Hao did not disturb him, but sat on the boat and watched it as if he were on a journey of life. gone.

He saw one world after another, saw countless monks, saw many wars, and even saw a man going crazy on the earth, pointing at his boat.

Meng Hao was a little dazed, forgetting the passage of time and that he was about to die. As he kept moving forward on the boat, he saw a bald bird. I saw a crane with tears in its eyes.

"Throughout the years, I always think of you..." A murmuring voice. With a sense of time echoing in Meng Hao's ears, Meng Hao looked at the bald bird and the weeping crane. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something familiar about the other person.

"Have I seen it before?" Meng Hao hesitated.

Time has changed again, and the scenery has become intertwined. Meng Hao also saw a big cultivation tree, the size of the sky, running rampant in the starry sky, but it was trembling in front of this boat.

Meng Hao was a little confused and even more confused.

He saw many methods of cultivation, and felt one path after another, cause and effect, life and death, hell, eternal life... and true and false. He saw a person walking down, becoming the whole world, burying himself, and accompanying others.

He also saw a person, drifting in the starry sky forever, going on without knowing where the end was. That person... He seemed to see an armored old man.

After a long time, Meng Hao saw a man in another world, holding the body of a woman, looking up to the sky and roaring. The look in his eyes ignited the madness and persistence that made Meng Hao feel frightened after looking at it.

"God wants you to die, and I will resurrect you!" This was the man's voice, and this voice shocked Meng Hao's mind like never before.

What shocked him was not the story of the man and the woman in his arms. What shocked him was the determination in the man's words and the firmness of his will that could not be destroyed even if the world collapsed.

"I thought I had this kind of determination, but compared with him, I'm still not as good as..."

"Although my cultivation has been lost, and my life has come to an end, but...am I really going to give up?" Meng Hao silently asked himself this question on the boat.

A fire of life slowly appeared in his eyes. The fire was dim, as if it could be extinguished at any time. But at this moment, the fire... was a little brighter, as if something called will was burning in the flame.

While Meng Hao was deep in thought, the boat he was in suddenly shook again. He saw the world change once, and nine peaks in the starry sky appeared.

These nine mountains, with their vicissitudes and endless years, seem to have always existed since ancient times... It is impossible to describe how big they are, but Meng Hao is sure that this is several times larger than any world he has seen before. .

The entire starry sky and the Nine Seas.

There are nine mountains and nine seas, and in the middle is the majestic sea of ​​stars where the nine seas gather.

There are four stars on each mountain, and the sun and moon... surround the first mountain and intersect with each other, making the sun and moonlight spread infinitely throughout the starry sky, covering every fan and shining on the sea.

This scene was extremely beautiful. After Meng Hao saw it, he felt strong emotions in his heart.

"Could it be that...this is...the Nine Mountains and Sea?" Looking at the nine mountains, Meng Hao suddenly had an incredible thought in his heart.

"If I swallow these nine mountains using the Mountain Swallowing Technique, I wonder if my cultivation will be restored?"

This idea was very bold. Meng Hao just thought about it. But when this idea existed in the back of his mind, it became deeply ingrained in an instant, making Meng Hao's breath quicken slightly. He thought of the firmness of the man he saw before who was holding the woman and vowing to look up to the sky. , thought of his own way.

"Do I really want to give up?" The fire of life in Meng Hao's eyes became brighter. He swept his gaze across the nine mountains and seas, and finally landed on the ninth mountain.

After taking a deep breath, he did not hesitate... to activate the Swallowing Mountain Technique!

This technique does not require cultivation, but only the heart. Observing the ninth mountain and imprinting it in the heart is like walking through a mountain and a river, leaving it in the heart, and then you can take it away.

His eyes kept staring at the ninth mountain, and the whole person became ethereal, forgetting the passage of time, ignoring everything around him, and only the ninth mountain existed.

There is gain in loss. He lost his cultivation, but waited for a spiritual sublimation, especially at this moment, in this quiet, silently comprehending the ninth mountain in front of him.

Gradually, in Meng Hao's mind, this mountain became clearer and clearer, year after year...

Perhaps it was a hundred years, perhaps a thousand years, or perhaps ten thousand years... Meng Hao entered into a state of concentration, constantly making the ninth mountain clear in his mind.

Until one day, when the appearance of the Ninth Mountain in his mind became completely clear, Meng Hao's mind was shocked. The Ninth Mountain in his mind collapsed at this moment and turned into countless runes. In each rune, there seemed to be many Daos.

Meng Hao did not understand these Daos, but according to the Swallowing Mountain Technique, these can be regarded as the mountain soul of the Ninth Mountain. The fusion of these Daos is equivalent to swallowing the soul of the Ninth Mountain.

Meng Hao stared at those runes, each of which seemed to contain infinite possibilities. Soon, Meng Hao was lost in them and immersed in them. He himself did not realize that in this observation, he had a different temperament.

But at this moment, suddenly from the Ninth Mountain, a vast and vicissitudes of will suddenly swirled up.

"Who... is comprehending the Ninth Mountain of this old man!"

"I am Ji Tian, ​​the Lord of the Ninth Mountain and Sea!"

When the vicissitudes of voice roared, the entire Ninth Mountain was instantly blurred, and the whole world was set off waves. When Meng Hao's mind was shaken, he woke up immediately.

The will swept across the eight directions, but it did not find the boat where Meng Hao was, nor did it find Meng Hao.

The boat suddenly moved forward, leaving the ninth mountain and going to the eighth mountain, always moving forward at a constant speed, the seventh mountain, the sixth mountain...

Meng Hao could not see each mountain clearly, until the boat flew to the fourth mountain, when suddenly, a gloomy breath rushed out in an instant, covering the surroundings.

"What is life, what is death..."

"If the living beings in the underworld do not cross the river one day, I will not live one day!"

"As time goes by, the underworld will not laugh one day, and I will not die one day!"

"Returning soul, going soul, you pass by here... why don't you come back?" When the vicissitudes of life sounded, the entire fourth mountain immediately roared, and a hall roared up and rushed straight to Meng Hao.

From this hall, a cow and a horse flew out, all black, stirring up the sky, with a surging momentum, the breath of death was filled, and the impact was coming.

The moment Meng Hao saw the ox and horse, his body immediately trembled, and the whole person seemed to be sleeping, as if his soul was about to fly out...

"What is life, what is death..." In Meng Hao's mind, only this voice was echoing at this moment.

But at the moment when the ox and horse came, the boat had already gone far away.

"The power that is unwilling to rest... reincarnation is the end of the Tao. If you yourself are unwilling to rest, why do you still want to take him with you through your life." Behind Meng Hao, a sigh came from the fourth mountain.

When Meng Hao heard this voice, the roar of his mind became stronger and stronger. Until the boat passed the third mountain, the second mountain, and reached the first mountain, Meng Hao did not see clearly, everything turned into black and white, and became two groups of breath, lingering in the void, as if two beads were born in it.

Meng Hao lowered his head and looked at his right hand. At this moment, there were two beads on his right hand, which were not real, but gasified.

The black and white beads slowly floated around in Meng Hao's palm. When they intertwined, there seemed to be the mysteries of the world hidden between the black and white.

Meng Hao was silent. He could feel that the black and white beads he had learned from the old man in armor contained the great Dao. It might not be his free way, but this Dao would undoubtedly allow him to go further.

"In this black and white, there exist all the worlds and Daos I have seen before..."

"What is life, what is death..." Meng Hao slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he thought of Ke Jiusi's amazing technique... the Divine Separation Technique!

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Update late... Sorry (To be continued...)u