Chapter 990 Crossing

Liu Qinghuan had never been one to teach others, and he was aloof as a Taoist cultivator. However, just because he was the extraditer, he still gave some words of advice.

The atmosphere on the ship fell into silence. Wei Xing huddled in a corner of the cabin, not knowing whether he was thinking about his words or not listening at all.

After a long time, a sigh came out: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have practiced Taoism in the first place. Look at those demonic cultivators, who are carefree and free and kill as they please. They don't have the rules and regulations of Taoist cultivators. In the end, they don't enter the fairy world but enter the supreme demon world. Becoming a fairy or a devil."

Liu Qinghuan looked surprised. After thinking for a long time, this person came to such a conclusion?

He suddenly thought of a question: "Are all the Taoists in Forgotten City?"

"Well, that's probably it. At least the ones I come into contact with are...how do you know?"

"So what else do you have to complain about?" Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "When the demon cultivator dies, his soul will be destroyed. And now that you have the opportunity to re-enter reincarnation, it is considered that God has opened the door to you."

"Furthermore, who told you that demonic cultivators can kill at will? They still have to accept the judgment of heaven. The calamity during the tribulation period is far more severe than that of us Taoist cultivators."

The dispute between Taoists and demons has existed since ancient times. Taoist cultivators pursue the unity of heaven and man, while those who cultivate demons pursue an unfettered and arbitrary life. The former is stable but slow to advance in cultivation, while the latter is fast but prone to falling into madness. Put aside Those benevolence, righteousness and morality each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

There is a saying circulating in the world of immortality cultivation. Regardless of whether you are a Taoist cultivator or a demonic cultivator, as long as you have a clear conscience, there is no right or wrong in your actions. Killing is also a kind of Tao.

The most taboo thing is to feel guilty, harbor evil intentions when doing good, and be hesitant when doing evil. This will breed inner demons and destroy one's Taoist realm. People have seven emotions and six desires, and there are very few people with a heart as solid as stone. There will always be various flaws.

Of course, these are just processes. In the end, everyone must accept the baptism of heavenly tribulation due to their own actions. No matter whether they become immortals or demons, they cannot escape the judgment of heaven during the excessive tribulation period.

Liu Qinghuan added: "You don't have to envy those demonic cultivators. You must know that you still have people to extradite you to return to reincarnation, but the demonic cultivators are facing the torturers of heaven, and are locked alive in an abyss to suffer all kinds of torture. Such torture. Therefore, it will not be beneficial to your current situation to continue to worry about whether you are a Taoist cultivator or a demonic cultivator.

No more sounds were heard in the cabin, and Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to say more. He was just extraditing people. The emphasis was on the word "lead" rather than forcing people to take which way. Therefore, whether he could finally reach the "other shore" still had to be On his own.

Only the heavy gray-blue fog is still flowing silently outside a thin layer of light. It is impossible to see where the road ahead is and where it will finally stop.

In fact, Liu Qinghuan didn't know about these problems. Although he was the extraditer, no one came to tell him what exactly needed to be done, so he could only take it step by step.

Not long after, a heartbreaking cry suddenly came from the cabin, which startled Liu Qinghuan. He hurriedly walked over, only to find that unfortunately he was deeply trapped in the illusion again. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have died. Running crazy on the boat.

"Tsk!"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head, condensed a few more consciousness whips, and threw a summoning technique on his head.

Unfortunately, he was confused for a while, then slowly woke up, and mumbled with a frustrated look on his face: "Thank you..."

However, the awakening only lasted for a moment, and soon he fell into the illusion again, as if he was trapped in a nightmare, unable to escape the entanglement of the nightmare.

Compared with when he boarded the ship, his soul body was much weaker now, as if it would disperse when the wind blew. Obviously, falling into illusions frequently would greatly consume the power of the soul body.

If this continues, I'm afraid this person will really be out of his mind before he reaches the "other shore".

Liu Qinghuan could only stay beside him, helping him stabilize his soul while also paying attention to the situation outside the ship.

The gray-skinned monster has been sneaking behind Xuanzhou, waving its tentacles cunningly from time to time, and slapping the ship's defense cover with a "bang bang" sound. Although it cannot shake Xuanzhou, which is as stable as a mountain, it also makes One has to be constantly distracted by it.

Beyond that, something else seems to be following.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the side of the boat with a solemn expression. Using his eyesight, he could only see something flying around in the mist, and the sound of wings flapping became more and more intensive.

Just with a "whoosh" sound, a black shadow shot out like an arrow and instantly hit the ship's light shield.

Liu Qinghuan looked closely and saw a large black bird with a long pointed beak that took up half of its body, causing the light shield to dent deeply inward.

Are you trying to break through the defensive shield?

Liu Qinghuan shook his hand, and Lei Gongchi appeared with the sound of wind and thunder. He heard several sounds of wings, and blackbirds flew out of the thick fog and rushed over.

The sound of "pop" continued one after another, like a dark cloud covering the top of the ship. In the blink of an eye, the sky above the ship was covered with blackbirds. The light shield was riddled with holes. All pairs of small beady eyes stared at Liu Qinghuan coldly.

Liu Qinghuan's expression didn't move at all, and he lightly tapped the side of the ship, and the defensive cover shattered with a sound. The color of his right hand was like a roar of thunder, and a dazzling electric dragon flew out from the thunder meter.

A dazzling light exploded over the hull of the ship. When the blackbirds saw that the defense cover was lifted, they rushed down with croaking and screaming, but they were blown away, and their black feather canopies flew in all directions.

However, these birds showed their ferocious nature. Although many of their companions were swallowed up by the lightning, the surviving ones still swooped down bravely. Their long sharp beaks were like sharp arrows. With just a light prick, It's just a hole that goes through and through.

However, what was waiting for them was as if they were transformed into millions of thunder meters. Liu Qinghuan's whole body shone with electric light, and the sky was full of shadows wherever he went. Those black birds couldn't withstand it at all, so they exploded one after another with "bang bang bang bang", but It turned into a ball of black mist thicker than ink.

The dark atmosphere then became stronger, and a powerful will of death suddenly descended. The black mist gathered in one place, and ghosts howled and howled, as if countless innocent souls were struggling to crawl out.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was filled with fear. The desire to die was so strong that he could not help but feel chills running down his back, as if he was standing on a cliff with an abyss of despair at his feet.

His figure spun back to the Xuanzhou, the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen fell into his hand, and the Tao realm spread out from under his feet.

The black mist in mid-air surged for a while, then gradually stabilized, and wisps of mist fell down, turning into an extremely gorgeous robe.

In the mist, a tall, fuzzy black figure stood in mid-air. A red light flashed at the head, and a pair of dark bloody eyes appeared, looking down at Liu Qinghuan.

A low voice that seemed to come from the ground sounded: "Are you the new extraditer?"

Liu Qinghuan stared at the other party in surprise and replied: "Yes, who are you?"