Chapter 1773 The Road to the Supreme Way (1)

He really needed to think about it carefully. With this thought in mind, Fang Xing sank into the realm of consciousness.

At this time, the world of consciousness has changed drastically again. Compared with before, it can be regarded as earth-shaking...

Wanchou Hai's cultivation has been attributed to this realm of consciousness, making the origin of the realm of consciousness several times stronger. Moreover, this increase in foundation is still going on. When walking in this realm of consciousness, he can He felt some strange feeling, because even he had never thought that so many changes could occur in the world of consciousness in such a short period of time. Such changes even gave people the feeling that cultivation level At a lower level, it is impossible to tell whether this is the world of consciousness or the world. At first glance, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, the sky is boundless, the immortal energy is rich, and the energy is real. This is simply a real world with its own will. With the groove!

And in the center of this realm of consciousness, Wanchou Hai has long disappeared.

Fang Xing looked down and could only see that there was a large lake in the center of the consciousness world. The lake was filled with demonic energy and steamed up. However, the evaporated demonic energy immediately turned into a rich fairy energy. , entering this world of consciousness, and beside this large lake, there is a strong ancient pine tree, with its branches pointing towards the sky, like a person's unwilling and desperate posture. Beside this ancient pine, there is a person standing with his hands behind his back. , handsome and handsome, seems to have been standing here for a long time, and will continue to stand here...

Diliu!

The opportunistic people in this strange tower were guarding this ancient pine, as if they were waiting for something!

Fang Xing saw him, but ignored him. He just walked past him and walked in the other direction of the lake. Under his feet, the changes in this realm of consciousness were endless, and there was a feeling that the changes had reached the extreme. , but in his perception, in this realm of consciousness, with the transpiration of the great lake, the immortal energy is still continuously permeating the world, which makes this realm of consciousness feel full. It's like a sheepskin raft reaching its peak, almost perfect...

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch Sacrifice is really a crude and simple cultivation method..."

Fang Xing walked in this realm of consciousness, looking up at the sky and down at the ground, talking to himself, with a bit of sadness: "This time, all the immortal resources obtained in the Six Demon Heavens were sacrificed to Wanchou Sea. With the collapse of his own Dao foundation, everything on his body returned to heaven and earth, and the power of this sacrifice all returned to my consciousness, cutting off eighteen fates in one breath, and The collapse of Taihetian and the blessing of Taishangdao's aura also caused my fate to be cut off by fifteen again..."

"sixty-three……"

"Out of eighty-one lives, sixty-three have been cut off..."

Speaking of this number that was enough to surprise everyone, there was no joy in his voice, only endless sighs and emotions: "Is it really time to make a choice? The growth of this realm of consciousness has finally reached Has it reached a limit?"

"That's right, you are getting closer and closer to the number of ninety-nine!"

In Fang Xing's ears, a peaceful voice sounded. The strange tower flew in front of him at some point. But the difference from before was that this time the strange tower was suspended in mid-air. The purple air on the tower is dense, and countless shadows appear on the tower. Inside, there are majestic men with white hair, handsome as demons, and auras like abyss, there are also giant men with severed heads, and there are some holding books. There are elderly scholars, beautiful women with beautiful faces but sinister expressions, and demons that change without reason...

Not everyone here has been seen by Fang Xing, but he can roughly guess their origins. The only ones he can recognize are the majestic man with white hair, which is the illusion of the demon, and the giant beheaded man. Han was the illusion he had when he first realized the true fire of Samadhi. The old scholar was the Immortal Ignorant. The illusion of the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror and the unpredictable demons should be related to his experience when he first broke into the Beiju Demon Land. In addition, There is also an old man with a face like orange peel but skin like a newly peeled eggshell, which should be related to the "heart" that the little princess of Yaochi left in her body. Perhaps, this is the spirit of an ancient flat peach tree. ?

There was also a slender man in green clothes. Fang Xing looked at him with a slightly startled look in his eyes. Is that the Qingqiu Fox King?

Even Fang Xing himself never knew that there were so many great people he passed by who had left a mark on his world of knowledge!

"Do you need us to introduce our identities?"

The immortal held the scroll in his hand, smiled softly, and asked Fang Xing for his opinion.

"No need, you are all the same kind of people anyway, right?"

Fang Xing was a little curious at first, but after hearing what he said, he felt lazy and spoke in a low voice.

The demon said calmly: "Yes, we are all people who made the same choice!"

Fang Xing looked up at them and wanted to say something, but he was discouraged and didn't say a word in the end.

The shadows on the strange tower all remained silent at this time. They didn't say a word for a long time, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.

After a long time, Fang Xingcai sighed, his eyes fell on the face of the demon, and he said with a wry smile: "You could have killed Wanchouhai by yourself just now, but you had to teach me to use that method to deal with him. You must be here." Tell me the importance of taking that step****? That old devil was still unable to take the most critical step because of his limited understanding, so he killed himself. And I, although I am too high in the realm of consciousness, The endurance capacity is much stronger than him, but after this battle, it has reached its limit..."

"That's right!"

The demon said calmly: "We have never walked the path of the Supreme Way, but stones from other mountains can attack jade, but we can also discuss it with you. This Supreme Consciousness Realm is actually your cultivation. Once you If you do not reach the realm of ninety-nine and one day, the endurance of this supreme consciousness world will be limited. But now, you have cut off sixty-three lives, and you have reached the level of breaking through sixty-nine and entering seventy-nine. It’s time to reach the realm of the Immortal King. Only when the Taoist heart is firm and the heart is in harmony with the sky, can you take that step, but...the calamity of your Taoist heart has not passed yet!"

"Ever since you were in Da Chi Tian, ​​what have you been telling me about the calamity of the Taoist Heart? Are you referring to the current choice?"

Fang Xing raised his head and looked at them.

"You can say that!"

The demon said calmly: "At a large level, there are countless changes in the Taoist heart, but at a small level, it is just a choice!"

"Those parties are all very good, but I don't want to choose any of them!"

Fang Xing answered simply, even with a hint of anger, as if he said it deliberately.

But the demon heard this without any surprise: "We already knew it!"

"Hmph..."

Fang Xing laughed angrily, obviously not wanting to believe him.

The immortal sighed softly and said: "In fact, from the time you realized a great and perfect Dao heart of never giving up in Immortal King Taixu's Three Heavens Book, we knew that you would One day, all the parties are asking for your choice. It makes sense for you to choose each party. But if you choose, you will not be able to survive the calamity of Taoist heart, because you also know that if you have a choice, you will If you give up, no matter which side you choose, you will have broken your Taoist heart, and your cultivation will disappear..."

Fang Xing's eyes flickered for a few times, then dimmed.

He had already had this premonition in his heart, but when he heard the Immortal say it, he still felt extremely heavy.

"Then I won't choose anyone. I will play my own game and help them kill the three Immortal Emperors first. This is what they all want to do anyway!"

Fang Xing thought about it for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and spoke coldly.

"If you thought so, you wouldn't come to us!"

The decapitated immortal held his own head in his arms, and it was that head that sneered: "Killing the three immortal emperors is naturally something that all the heavens and worlds need to work together to do, but it's done. What happens after this incident? The ship is still going to capsize, and it is already dilapidated and cannot accommodate so many people. When the time comes, who do you plan to keep on the ship and who do you want to disembark? Or, in other words, do you just retire? , don’t even care who they throw out of the boat, and let them kill you to death on this broken boat?”

"By doing this, you are not achieving perfection and never giving up. Instead, you are abandoning everyone!"

This last sentence, like thunder from the sky, instantly made Fang Xing's face wilt...

"Co-author... shouldn't I care about their life and death if they co-author?"

His face was a little pale, and for the first time in his life, he spoke less confidently, and his voice was trembling: "I should have let them fend for themselves from the beginning. I will live my life, and you will live yours. Love me to death, and you will live your life." Is it none of my business?"

"It sounds good!"

The immortal's words made Fang Xing speechless: "But if you try it ten thousand times, you still can't do it!"

This time Fang Xing truly fell silent. He stayed silent for a long time and didn't speak. He just had nowhere to vent his frustration.

"Then...is there really no way I can go?"

When he said this last sentence, he looked as if he had been haggard for ten thousand years.

But the demon's words at this time were like a sharp sword, piercing his heart: "You still have a choice, or it is your only choice. Follow your Taoist heart and let all this come true. A happy and unbiased ending..."

Fang Xing suddenly raised his head: "What?"

The demon said: "The path to the Supreme Way!"

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly shone with light, and he looked towards Tianmo coldly.

But at this time, the demon looked calm and did not look at him at all, nor did he seem to feel his gaze.

"That is the only way that allows you to not have to make a choice, the only way that can prevent them from killing you to death and a river of blood in the future, and the only way that allows this boat to continue to sail forward and finally reach the other side. …”

Only the voice of the ignorant immortal sounded at this time, deafening: "Cut off immortality and promote reincarnation!"