Chapter 1557 Going to Reincarnation
In the source space, a cyan figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Not far away, a female cultivator in plain robes whispered to herself, and a series of mysterious and mysterious magic formulas came out of her mouth and spread throughout the space of a hundred feet.
While whispering, she was still quietly looking at the figure beside her. Once upon a time, they were like this, one was telling the secrets and the other was listening quietly.
That year, they were all mortals.
Under the cloud peak, in a small cave, there is a young man and a girl.
Maybe for Gu Xiuyun, those years were just a failed plan, but for Gu Yue, it was the strange poison of the ice snake in her body, and her only support at the end of her life. Although it was short-lived, it was unforgettable.
"Brother cherish your life."
Gu Yue whispered in her heart, wanting to say countless things but not knowing what to say.
Maybe the two of them had gone through too much and waited for too long, so she didn't dare to question each other with their true colors, so she could only use this method.
"If you don't want to see me, I won't see you. I just want to be a nameless person and stay with you, that's enough."
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Time passes slowly.
The human race's real body and the killing real body have been immersed in epiphany, while the six western realms have been turned upside down and mourning is everywhere.
"Qilin beast, don't think that you have Taoist Qi Ming as your backer. I can't do anything to you. Hand over the treasure of my family, otherwise I will make your soul fly away and your body and soul will disappear."
The spirit master transformed into a sky-holding giant and stood high in the sky, his face so gloomy that it almost dripped water.
"What's the use of talking so much? If you have the ability, just grab the treasure back by yourself," the black piggy said proudly, wagging its tail, "I will always avenge my vengeance. From today on, I will change the name of the fox-killing realm. Steal the spirit realm and steal all your treasures to see how you practice? "
With that said, the Qilin beast jumped up and fled deep into the West Extreme Realm.
"What do you want to do?"
The Spirit Master quickly waved his palms, transforming his divine power into a true immortal Taoist technique, and pressed towards the black-patterned golden dolphin, but was instantly penetrated by seven-color light.
Qilin, the divine beast, is best at breaking restrictions, escaping, and hunting for treasures.
When it reaches the realm of the Black Patterned Golden Dolphin, the power of its magical powers is even more terrifying. Few people under the Realm Master can seal it, not to mention that it itself has mastered several true immortal arts.
Combining the two, the method of breaking the ban is unrivaled in this world.
"Lingzun, you can provoke me, too? Don't you want to crush me to death? Come on, come on!"
The black-striped golden dolphin jumped repeatedly in the West Pole realm, and from time to time it stretched out its claws and snatched away a batch of spiritual materials.
For hundreds of thousands of years, the Spirit Clan has accumulated a large amount of magic medicine crystals, and now most of them have been reduced. This is despite the Spirit Lord trying his best to stop them. Without him, the entire West Extreme Realm would have been stolen.
"Kirin!"
The eyes of the Spirit Master were filled with anger, and the depths of his pupils were filled with layers of bloodshot eyes. But facing a Qilin beast that had entered the realm of the True Master, even though he had monstrous magical powers, he could only watch the opponent walking wantonly.
Time passes slowly.
Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand years.
At Gu Xiuyun's level, one retreat may last for millions of years. The black-patterned golden dolphin stole the West Extreme realm time and time again, even including the neighboring ghost clan and other void creature forces.
As long as you have good relations with the Spirit Race, they will patronize you all.
At the same time, the lifespan of a large number of disciples of the sect is approaching the extreme...
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The main altar of the divine religion.
Ji Wenshan sat cross-legged, his whole body filled with a faint air of death, which was a sign that three disasters and nine disasters were coming.
Three disasters and nine difficulties are overcome, and it is an opportunity.
If you can't get through it, it will be a disaster.
"Junior brother, have you really decided? With the techniques taught by our master, we can avoid three disasters and nine difficulties and concentrate on practice. Why go through reincarnation?" Lan Chonghe said.
"Life and death are destiny," Ji Wenshan shook his head slightly, "I am destined not to achieve enlightenment in this life, so why bother lingering in the world, why not go for a walk in reincarnation."
"After reincarnation, it will be difficult to become a revered person."
Lan Chonghe continued to persuade, "Although there are a lot of demon spirit blood in the sect, if you want to refine it into a deity, your mind and will must reach at least the ninth level peak. Your reincarnation may not be able to reach that point."
"I have made up my mind, senior brother, there is no need to persuade me."
Ji Wenshan shook his head slightly, came outside the main hall of the sect, knelt down and said, "Disciple Ji Wenshan is stupid in nature and has failed his teacher. Please forgive me."
He knelt quietly in front of the palace, but no sound came out.
"Junior brother..."
Lan Chonghe sighed.
Ji Wenshan is right. He is destined not to achieve the great path in this life. The path of cultivation is about cultivating the heart. No matter how many resources there are, if the Dao heart is not strong enough, the achievements will not be too high.
Ji Wenshan is already a Sannan Venerable, but until today, he has not understood the true immortal Taoism, which shows that the Venerable realm has reached its limit.
If you want to go further, you must obtain a heaven-defying wonder like the Tianxin Stone.
A few days later, three disasters and nine disasters struck, and Ji Wenshan was wiped out.
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The edge of Moro Realm.
A figure sat cross-legged, his breath rising and falling.
"Yan Lu, you have a strong Taoist heart and you have the opportunity. Do you really want to give up all this and reincarnate and cultivate again?"
Monk Shouxin looked at the person in front of him and frowned slightly.
Since the death of the guardian and the loss of the Samsara Heart Formation, Zen Buddhism is no longer what it used to be. Only a few
Among the venerables, Yan Lu is considered to be the one with the highest level of cultivation and the most sophisticated Taoist methods.
"Master, please forgive me."
Yan Lu shook his head and sighed, but had no explanation.
Throughout his life, he had a knot in his heart that he could never untie. Patriarch Xianyun gave him the opportunity to help him achieve enlightenment, but at the same time, he also destroyed Zen Buddhism.
On one side is the senior who has given him a new life, and on the other side is the sect that has raised him.
Yan Lu didn't know whether he should be grateful or hate him.
You know, until today, there are still many disciples in Zen who curse the Taoist who cherishes life, even the Venerable and the Ninth-Rank Patriarch, not to mention the low-level practitioners.
As for the Arhat who is not colored and the monk who keeps his heart... one of them is regarded as a soul shell by the guardian, and the other is pure and spotless, devoted to Buddhism. They are not the kind of people who care about such things, so naturally they don't care.
But Yan Lu can't do it.
As time goes by, it has become a demon in the heart.
"Cut off this life, and the next life will be clean, and there is no need to worry about these things."
Yan Lu closed his eyes and said the last sentence, "Master, after my disciple dies, don't look for me. Whether I can achieve enlightenment in the future depends on fate!"
"Okay." The monk who keeps his heart nodded slightly.
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The chessboard realm, the place where the turbid current of Gangsha surges.
The sky is covered with thunderclouds, and a figure slowly moves forward.
"After searching for so many years, I finally found it!"
Looking at the ruins in front of him, Shen Qi's eyes flashed with memories, sadness, and desolation. "Ning'er, I thought I had changed everything, until I became a ninth-grade ancestor and a venerable, I suddenly realized that there is no such thing as going back to the past in the world? The past, no one can change."
"I don't hate Master. If there was no Master, I would have been a piece of yellow earth..."
"The high priest told me that the past cannot be changed, but the future can. I have asked the high priest to help me choose a good place, where you and I can start all over again."
Shen Qi clenched his fists tightly.
No matter how high the cultivation is, no matter how profound the Tao is, the thorns in the heart are always thorns, and they can never be pulled out, especially when he reaches this level.
Every time he comprehends the rules of living beings, the past scenes flash in his mind.
Shen Qi understands that there is a lack in his heart. No matter how hard he tries to comprehend the Tao, it is difficult to get rid of the shadow of the past.
In this case, it is better to face it and make up for the shortcomings in his heart.
Huh!
The sky and earth were churning, the yin and yang calamity enveloped the void, and the lightning struck down with a bang, hitting Shen Qi's head directly.
"You once told me that we would sleep together in life and be buried together in death."
Shen Qi closed his eyes.
Bang!
The lightning flashed, smashing the human figure into pieces.