Chapter 1169 Ashes

The glass lamp was transparent and clean, without any flaws, carrying a dark liquid like glue and oil. A colorful wick extended from the inside, burning quietly and shining, completely illuminating the huge and towering Fusang ancient tree, as if it could illuminate the three realms and ten directions, and all the heavens and worlds.

Shaoxuan and Xi'e circled and approached, each using their magical powers, as if they had disappeared from the world, trying to deceive the scholar-like lamp-holding envoy, climb the ancient tree from another direction, chase Sha Wujing, and get the remains of the previous generation of Daluo Saint before him.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the crackling sound of intense burning in the silent place, and saw the lights around the lamp-holding envoy jumping like fire, and the black dust that had burned out suddenly emerged and fell from the void.

What did his "wandering lamp" light?

His posture was not leisurely waiting, but focused and alert?

What made the Lighting Envoy so cautious that he directly used the "Wandering Lantern" of the Mother of No Birth?

The descendants of the Human Emperor have been passed down from generation to generation. Shao Xuan and Xi'e naturally recognized the Lighting Envoy and the "Wandering Lantern". It is said that the other party was a famous immortal in ancient times. Later, he abandoned the past, left his name, and served the Mother of No Birth devoutly. It is said that the "Wandering Lantern" also had another name at that time. It was extremely powerful. After all, peerless things cannot suddenly appear. Even if they have just been successfully refined, there will be all kinds of strange phenomena.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the long sword in Shao Xuan's hand, which seemed to be condensed by purple lightning, suddenly lit up, brilliant and clear.

His mind turned, and Shao Xuan did not try to stop it. Instead, he followed the subtle induction from the sword and slashed it diagonally, actively stimulating it.

Crackling, lightning flashed, filling the void, making the surroundings seem like daylight, eclipsing the ancient Fusang tree and the lights of the wandering lanterns. Shao Xuan only felt his right hand sink slightly, and then he saw a little bit of black dust appear strangely, drifting with the wind.

An enemy attacked, was discovered by Jue Dao, and was directly struck into ashes by the divine thunder, just like the wandering lanterns completely ignited them? Shao Xuan suddenly realized, but there were new doubts in his heart.

With his own realm and strength, he could sense the "fantasy shining into reality", so why didn't he feel any trace of the enemy?

Because this realm replaced the principles of heaven and earth with its own principles? But he himself is also a world within himself, and he can change the laws and principles around him with every move he makes. Even in the Nine Heavens, he can make slight adjustments, so that he will not be completely unaware of the abnormality...

Thinking of the decayed and dusty appearance of the fairy island and the sacred mountain here, and thinking of the Fusang ancient tree involving the prehistoric emperor Donghuang Taiyi, Shao Xuan became more alert and had some vague guesses. At the same time, he took the initiative to show his figure and turned his eyes to the lamp-holding envoy.

Just now, the lightning was bright and the ashes were scattered. How could such a big movement be hidden from a legendary powerful?

The two of them had failed in their plan to approach in secret.

The Xi'e next to him had already sacrificed the "Ark of Doom", which turned into a giant ship that seemed to be able to cross the universe, floating on the illusory sea of ​​suffering, standing on the bow, impervious to wind and waves, rising and falling with the waves, as if intending to directly hit the lamp-holding envoy and the Fusang ancient tree.

However, the distance between them and the lamp-holding envoy did not shorten, but instead had a strange feeling of being separated by tens of millions of stars.

The lamplight envoy made eye contact with Shao Xuan, as if it was a fantasy, and it was difficult to get involved. He smiled and said:

"So you are two Taoist friends from the descendants of the Human Emperor."

He was covered with warm and bright yellow lights, as if he was far away from the world, watching leisurely.

Shao Xuan and Xi'e looked at each other, and understood that what they saw and heard must have been affected and constrained, either from the outside world or from themselves, so they could not see the true face.

The vast nebula where the galaxies gathered in their eyes slowly rotated, and the old cognitive mode faded, and a new mode that matched the previous feelings was reconstructed.

With a bang, what they saw was no longer the same. Where was the heaven and earth, where was the fairy island and mountain? This was a vast and dark world. All they saw, heard and heard were the ancient Fusang trees. It penetrated the boundlessness and broke through the limit. It was difficult to describe its hugeness in words. It could only be said that each mulberry leaf was almost like the real universe, boundless, and countless branches grew out of the trunk of the ancient tree, with countless mulberry leaves hanging on it, as if all the heavens and the worlds were presented in full before the eyes of the two legendary masters.

And Sha Wujing was not climbing up little by little, but was clearly flying rapidly on the trunk in the form of dust!

The lamp-holding god sat cross-legged in front of the tree, and was indeed thousands of stars away from Shaoxuan and Xi'e.

The Doomsday Boat crossed and instantly penetrated the darkness and reached the boundary of the lights, making it difficult to enter the range illuminated by the Wandering Lantern.

Seeing that Shaoxuan and Xi'e didn't say anything, the Lighting Envoy continued:

"Do you two Taoist friends really want to get involved in this matter? You have no friendship with the Yuan Emperor. Just because of an order, you want to stop the Mother from achieving perfection and make an irreconcilable feud with my Luo Sect?"

Xi'e sneered: "In the late ancient times and the early medieval times, how many times did the Mother of No Life endanger the Human Emperor? Do you think we would worry about making an enemy of the Luo Sect?"

"And I'm afraid you have other purposes." Shaoxuan looked at Sha Wujing who was flying rapidly to the top of the ancient tree.

The Lighting Envoy sneered and said: "The Fusang Ancient Tree was bred by the blood of Donghuang Taiyi and Haotian God. It is full of secrets. Since you have entered, how can you not explore it?"

At this point, his face straightened and his pride was slightly revealed:

"Although there are two of you, although you have the Doomsday Boat and the Overlord's Absolute Sword, but the Wandering Lantern is with you. I want to see if you can get through me."

The lights flickered and seemed to expand all of a sudden.

Shao Xuan and Xi'e each focused their minds, the giant ship flew out of the layers of restrictions, and the long sword attracted thunder from the heavens.

At the same time, they were quite surprised:

The ancient Fusang tree was not only bred by the blood of Donghuang Taiyi, but also by the blood of Haotian God?

Who did it?

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The moonlight-like finger touched the center of his eyebrows, and countless fragments of memory flew out. Meng Qi, who had no consciousness and no spiritual induction, seemed to have left the Eastern Liuli World in an instant, and truly returned to the beginning, experiencing the experience.

Thoughts became blurred, and a few memories emerged. What he saw in front of him was mud, darkness, and a cave full of various garbage things, but it was different from what the human race saw, as if they had another face.

Stumbling, following a touch of self-awareness and spirituality that had not been extinguished, Meng Qi ran out, his limbs coordinated, and soon came to a pool of water, and saw a black and disgusting rat.

The rat's perspective was different from that of the human race. At this time, the figure was like a monster from a nightmare to Meng Qi.

Is this me?

Is this who I am now?

When he changed before, he had a spiritual consciousness or a spiritual sense in his body, and he didn't need to rely on the senses of a mouse or a mouse's body. Now that he doesn't have all of this, his memory has degenerated again, and what he sees is really different.

In a trance, Meng Qi felt like he was a mouse, as if he had undergone a metamorphosis.

The pool collapsed, his figure disappeared, and Meng Qi spread his wings and soared into the blue sky.

He experienced the memories of the changes of the hawk, the stone, etc. one by one. Trapped by the lack of spiritual consciousness and spiritual sense, Meng Qi completely became them, using their senses to recognize the world and himself, like a dream, and some people didn't know whether it was Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuangzi.

Is this me?

Is this me too?

Without martial arts strength, these changes and experiences will definitely make the calmest and most rational people completely lost, but Meng Qi always has a trace of self-awareness that has not been erased, and he sticks to the edge of being lost in the experience of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly.

Is this my mental cultivation?

Without martial arts strength, but the degree of spiritual cultivation still exists?

It comes from the experience of tempering, from all kinds of understanding. Without martial arts, there is my heart!

But what if the corresponding experience and understanding are "stripped off"?

With a few thoughts turning, Meng Qi experienced different changes, holding on to that trace of self-awareness, and experiencing the "self" seen in different bodies, different senses, and different experiences.

Between the same and the different, the aura gradually emerged.