Chapter 682 Close Your Eyes, It Will Still Be Dark

"I know I'm going to die. Why are you talking nonsense to me? It's because I'm going to die. I want to hurry up and figure out the things I don't understand. Apart from Liu Ci and Lian Sanyue before I died, and Jingyang when I ascended back then, you are the strongest in the Chaotian Continent for thousands of years, but you can't beat the Snow Queen. I really can't figure it out."

The ancestor Xuanyin looked at the big Buddha sitting on the Tongtian Well, and said angrily: "You must know that I have fought against Qingshan. Although I was beaten terribly by those brothers and forced to hide underground for hundreds of years, I am still alive after all. You have to admit that I am very powerful? After coming out for more than a hundred years, I have escorted the real person, and I have faced some powerful characters. Qilin is not as good as you. Come on, it's not as good as you."

He was covering his ears, the muscles on the back of his hands were showing great strength, as if he wanted to crush his head like a stone, and it seemed that he was having a headache because of this problem.

No one is like you, that's why I was beheaded to death by you.

But you can't beat the Snow Queen, so how strong is she?

Practitioners who seek longevity and pursue a sublime state are naturally curious about the highest level of life in this world.

This was the biggest doubt that Patriarch Xuanyin had before leaving this world.

Cao Yuan reminded again: "Stop talking, if you accidentally miss a little bit on both sides, you won't be able to close them anymore, be careful."

"So what if I don't talk? How can I still live like this?" Patriarch Xuanyin covered his ears with both hands, suddenly thought of something, laughed and said: "Speaking of which, Jingyang's protruding ears are too big. If you cut them open with a knife, I can't use my method."

Cao Yuan said: "A real person is the body of a sword, whether I cut him horizontally or vertically, it is very difficult to cut him off."

"That's why he has a hard time dying. He dared to wander around the world these years. When it comes to transformation, the Daoist is also very powerful. He even managed to create a Taoism such as immortalization."

The ancestor Xuanyin said with emotion, the black mist overflowing from the gap between his fingers became colder and colder, and a light snow fell on the cliff. I don't know if it's because of the cold, but his old voice trembled a little: "It's a pity that we still can't find Vermilion Bird. The real person has not completed his eclosion, otherwise Jingyang and you will not be his opponents."

Cao Yuan said: "If he really succeeded in becoming an eternity, he would have ascended long ago. Why is he still here?"

Patriarch Xuanyin was silent for a while, with a look of admiration in his eyes, and said: "The real person wants to understand all of this, so he makes such a choice."

"Although the thoughts and deeds of Daoist Taiping are evil, his heart and strength are really admirable."

After Cao Yuan finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Patriarch Xuanyin.

Patriarch Xuanyin didn't avoid it.

The giant Buddha's palm is huge, wrapping around the ancestor's body, binding him like iron bars.

The ancestor looked at him and said inexplicably: "I am evil, I am evil, I eat people, and I eat very vigorously, why do you want me to stay here for a while?"

"But you are still a human being after all." Cao Yuan said, "Even if you are not a human being but a dog, that is still a life."

The old ancestor smiled and said: "If you didn't know your honesty today, you would still think you were scolding me. It is said that more people died under your knife than I killed. How can you have so much extra mercy?"

"You said earlier that everything is ultimately about life and death, and you were right."

Cao Yuan's voice was still so deep, echoing like a bell echoing by the East China Sea: "I kill to save my life."

"Fate..." Xuanyin Patriarch narrowed his eyes and said with emotion: "Yes, everything is fate."

His eyes drifted to the depths of the sea following the sound of the bell, and he said, "That stupid bird should be dead by now, right? We've been arguing for hundreds of years, and suddenly we know it's dead. It's still a little unpleasant. Fortunately, this unhappiness won't last long. I just don't know how the real person will feel when he knows we're all dead. Will he be sad or unwilling? I think it should be the latter? After all, such a great person as the real person is still old and has become a complete failure. It's really sad to think about it."

"You're amazing too. If I were you, why bother with these nosy things? Get out now."

The ancestor looked at Cao Yuan and said this, then let go of his hands and closed his eyes.

A tiny spot of blood appeared on his brow.

The blood spot extended at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a straight blood line.

The line of blood passed through his forehead and chest and abdomen, dividing him into two halves with extreme accuracy.

Countless blood-colored smoke spewed out from the line.

The sky was frozen until winter, and the cliff beside Tongtianjing was suddenly coated with a layer of frost, and then dyed into a pitch black color, like the night fell. In the deep and cold night, there were still many flames remaining. Those flames rose up with the wind, fluttering and flickering, like light spots, condensed into a giant Buddha on the sea surface, and then dispersed in an instant.

Is this becoming a Buddha or obsession? Nobody knows.

Cao Yuan looked at the sea and remained silent. After a while, he looked away, looked at the empty palm, and said, "You guys rebuild the formation here. I'll go down and have a look."

Tong Yan and the powerhouses of Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Temple were a little surprised and surprised.

The blue smoke originated from the underworld, and the exit is blocked at this time, it will inevitably wreak havoc in the underworld.

The people of the underworld are suffering and facing the threat of death.

Cao Yuan said to the ancestor that life is life.

So he wants to go to hell.

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There is no sun in the underworld, no bright flowers and plants, only black, white, gray and the brightness of the Styx.

There are many more flames today, illuminating the cliffs and the dark sky, bringing many ominous signs.

The sea of ​​flames spread in all directions, and the green smoke spread faster. Those remote mountain villages and the fleeing soldiers fell into the green smoke one after another, with painful expressions on their faces. More blue smoke was under the control of the big formation, swept up with the strong wind, and headed towards a certain place, which was the lowermost edge of Tongtianjing.

There are two other holes in the sky of the underworld, one of which is filled with endless wind, and the other is filled with endless sea water.

Seeing the vision in the sky, the citizens of the underworld on the ground were already terrified, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to pray.

The underworld master stood at the highest point of the mountain, looking at the picture above his head with his hands behind his back, ignoring those subordinates who were looking for him, the light on his face flickered slightly, expressing extremely complicated emotions.

Tong Yan's surprise attack with Jing Yunzhong caused him some injuries, but it didn't affect the overall situation, but why the speed of the sea water falling down obviously slowed down? The wind in the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor is also much smaller? Why does the blue smoke going to Tongtianjing seem to be blocked by something?

At this moment, the blue smoke in the sky suddenly dissipated, and a giant Buddha fell down.

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The torrential rain was still washing Tianguang Peak, and the cliffs collapsed and the terrified cries of apes could be heard from time to time in the distance.

In addition to the dense rain in the sky, there were also dignified practitioners from various sects. Their eyes, together with the rain, fell on the two figures by the cliff.

Daoist Taiping asked: "You should be very clear about how much heaven and earth spiritual energy you need to ascend. Now that you have given the immortal energy to Cao Yuan, do you still have the confidence to ascend?"

Jing Jiu said, "If you don't even have this kind of self-confidence, wouldn't it be a waste of time to practice Taoism for thousands of years?"

Daoist Taiping said: "That's right, for you and my senior brother, ascension is indeed not difficult."

These few words of dialogue overwhelmed the rumbling thunder, and clearly reached the ears of the strong practitioners of various sects and the disciples of Qingshan.

Ascension is just something to do? Everyone was shocked and speechless, thinking what kind of self-confidence or narcissism this is.

But no one is unconvinced. Master Taiping and Master Jingyang are indeed qualified to say such things. If it weren't for these brothers and sisters who turned against each other because of differences in ideas or other reasons, there would be no other voices in the practice circle for hundreds of years.

Jing Jiu said, "I always thought you should have left long ago."

Daoist Taiping said: "I said earlier that unless everyone ascends, I will not let anyone leave this world, including myself."

Jing Jiu said, "Don't try to impress yourself, it's ridiculous, because you're just an ignorant person who is worried about the sky falling down."

Daoist Taiping said in a low voice, "Ignorant?"

Jing Jiu said: "You think the sky might fall, so you worry so much, you can't sleep at night, you can't even eat hot pot, you always want to solve this problem, but you forget to live before the sky falls."

Daoist Taiping raised his eyebrows and said, "You are a person who eats hot pot and can only eat white soup and boil two green vegetables, are you qualified to tell me that you are alive?"

Zhuo Rusui's voice suddenly sounded in the rain.

He looked at Taiping Daoist by the cliff and said: "Master, I support you in this matter. The head master is really the most boring person in the world, but... since you have already lost, when will you admit defeat? Can you hurry up? It is raining heavily! Shangde Peak over there will be buried in snow! Bihu Peak is almost flooded!"