Faced with the pressure of the sea, Changming could clearly feel the arrival of the aura of death more clearly than ever.

He knew that he would not continue his strength and had no way to turn things around, but he relaxed completely. His spiritual consciousness entered an indescribable mysterious realm, left his body, and floated on his body, watching the opponent's attack advance in an instant, all movements were instantly slowed down to a speed visible to the naked eye. His body could not avoid it, but his spiritual consciousness could easily see through the opponent's intentions-

The young master not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to completely destroy his spiritual consciousness, so that he could be distracted and never be able to turn over.

Changming knew this clearly, but the seriously injured body could not keep up with the reaction of the spiritual consciousness, and the outcome was almost foreseeable.

He had no sorrow or joy, and almost witnessed all this from the perspective of bystanders.

Looking back on your life, you must let go of everything except Yun Wuying.

Just like all things in the world, all ends must be endless chaos.

From wherever you come and go, Daluo Jinxian, peddler and pawn, all of them are like this.

The so-called ascension to become an immortal is just breaking from one realm to another, which is eternal life, and it is also relative.

The sea has changed for thousands of years. The fortune of Xuanhuang is only a snap of his fingers. The mayfly lives and dies in the morning, but it has been for itself for a lifetime.

The monks are busy building and get a longer lifespan than ordinary people. However, many people set up sects to fight for power and profit. Their various desires are actually the same as ordinary people. They are just a different way. Cultivators killing people and catching treasures, which is no different from the struggle between the courts in the world, but they are more straightforward and bloody, and they lose their lives at any time.

Since this is the case, what is the meaning of practice?

The secrets of heaven are vast and there is nowhere to be found, so even extraordinary figures like him and Luo Mei can never understand them throughout their lives.

Killing, cherishing life, reincarnation, and going back and forth. Whether it is a monk or a mortal, everyone is like an ant, trapped in a circle without knowing it, but never being able to leave.

What if ascension is not the ultimate pursuit?

At that moment, the sea of ​​consciousness was full of chaos and complexity, but suddenly such an idea came up.

The enemy, spiritual vortex, death crisis, storm and blizzard, together with the painting fan, Arong, the surrounding houses retreated like a tide, and only one person remained between heaven and earth.

He stood in the void, raised his head to the sky, and stepped down his feet, as if he was in the ancient chaos, with no way to go before and no way to retreat behind, in danger, in a small abyss, if an ordinary person, he would definitely not dare to take another step, but Changming had no scruples. He had no fear in his heart. Close his eyes, and chaos could emerge in his heart. Clouds flowing near and water droplets in the distance, clear in his ears and in his heart.

The breeze in all directions is silent and the sky is shining with light, the Beidou is at its top, the moon rises from the blue sky, and the clouds lie across the Liuhe.

Taoism talks about tranquility and inaction. Inaction means no self, and I am all things.

Buddhism says that Bodhi has no tree, and the mind is like a mirror platform. If the mind does not move, all things will not move.

After all, if there is self, there is no self, I am all things, and the Buddha's way. The mysterious yellow of heaven and earth is me, the vast universe is me, the sun and moon are me, the mountains and seas are me, and they can be filled with chaos, and they can wander in corn, the stars shine on the gods, and all things return to their ancestors.

Nine directions are moving forward forever and take a step forward.

It was this step that made his eyes suddenly lit up!

He had not lost his composure for many years, but at this time, Jiu Fang Changming's face looked surprised and even his eyes widened slightly.

What he saw was a gorgeous scene that no monk had ever seen since ancient times.

For the young master, Jiufang Changming was stunned for only a moment.

I was stunned to reveal my flaws, thus exposing my fatal flaws.

Even if it is only a short moment, it is enough!

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and with the momentum of his determination to win, he pushed all his spiritual power to the Nine Directions that had lost their reaction.

Although he didn't know where this person came from and what background he had, he subconsciously regarded Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi as threats and variables. Everything in his plan went smoothly. Hongluo Town was just an insignificant link. It could have been even irrelevant. He would never allow the sudden emergence of variables to destroy all his efforts!

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power was approaching the other side's door, and the Nine-Stand Changming was about to be killed in the palm of his hand.

A black dog suddenly jumped out!

It just flew up and crossed the front of Jiufang Changming, blocking the most fatal blow for him.

Both the dog and the humans were lifted up by huge spiritual power and flew backwards!

The dog felt severe pain all over his body, as if his muscles and bones were broken and his flesh and blood were separated.

He never felt that life was worse than death as he is now. Even when he was in the Wanlian Buddha Land, he was penetrated by chains and used as bait to lure Jiufang Changming to come and rescue him, he never had such pain.

This kind of pain is like a soul being torn off from the body, and an invisible hand tearing the soul apart bit by bit, and then throwing the fragments into the stone mill and crushing them repeatedly, endlessly and never stops.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, there seemed to be someone who also cried in front of him, saying that he was in pain and just wanted to die quickly and to help him.

Who is that?

Zhou Ke can no longer remember the person's face, and his name is even more vague, but he can clearly remember the other person's voice, the pain and howling, and every word of the word is crying blood, which is no different from his now. That person... was caught by him and used as a furnace for practicing magic skills. At that time, he was obsessed with the fire and had to suck human blood every once in a while, using the soul as a pill to relieve the pain and improve his cultivation. The small sect that was attached to the Blood Sect had to sacrifice his own pain in order not to be destroyed by the Blood Sect.

The disciple, because Zhou Ke looked down on ordinary people, he was even very picky and asked the other party to offer a disciple with good looks and outstanding spiritual roots. Such a cultivator is no different from the best among those small sects, and is the hope of their future rise. Some of them are unwilling to obey, and they are really destroyed by Zhou Ke. In the end, the entire sect's life cannot be saved. Later, when a sect like the Qixian Sect heard Xu Jingxian ask them to offer Liu Xiyu, although the leader Zhang Qin hated him in all kinds of ways, he finally chose to compromise.

The cause before and the consequences.

Zhou Ke never believed in retribution. He did not listen to Jiufang Changming's warning and insisted on practicing the magic skills to the end. During this period, how many people turned into flesh mud for his cultivation, even he himself could not remember it. But now, the voices of those who begged before their death became clearer one by one.

Not only did he lose his qualifications as a human being, he was forced to live in a dog, but his cultivation skills piled up with flesh and blood also passed away like flowing water and disappeared completely. Now even his way of death is exactly the same as those people.

Is this retribution?

Zhou Ke thought in a daze that he saw with his own eyes that the dog's body that he had lived in for a long time was broken by the pressure of huge spiritual power, and the flesh and blood burst out. It was really not enough to crush it to pieces. Every drop of blood was broken into powder and evaporated.

The pain was so extreme that his mind still existed. Every moment he wanted to die and get rid of it immediately, but he couldn't help but suffer from torture.

It was burning and hot to a certain extent, but he didn't feel any pain, and even felt warm.

He felt himself being held in one hand and closed it gently.

That warmth is even more obvious.

The pain is disappearing.

Yes, the nine directions are everlasting?

Is it the nine directions forever?!

Zhou Kai thought the other party was doomed. Even if he had to resist, Jiufang Changming would die with him this time.

Just die, he has lived enough. He is in a dog's body every day, and he can't even speak, so he can only bark, and he is sarcastic by Yun Weisi. He has long been bored.

But why didn’t Jiufang Changming die?

Not only was he not dead, he could even feel a powerful force that was setting off his body, causing his pain to disappear, and even recovering his spirits a little bit.

He heard the voice of the nine directions.

Weak, but light, as if you are relieved.

"Thank you."

Who are you grateful to? Zhou Ke frowned.

"If it weren't for your aggressive push, I wouldn't have been able to realize it."

He understood now, and Jiufang Changming thanked the man opposite him.

The young master was incredible. Someone was not dead under such an offensive?

Even the dog is dead, why is he still there?

"Who are you?" He narrowed his eyes, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The young master never asks a question repeatedly. If the other party does not answer, he has some way to get the answer.

But now, the other party's almost unpredictable ability made him feel uncertain for the first time.

"Nine directions are bright forever."

The name is special enough, but unfortunately the young master has never heard of it.

The other party seemed to see his question.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, and no one in the world has ever heard of it. But the reason why I stand here has a great connection with you."

“Why.”

"Because, I'm here to kill you."

As the word "kill" sounded, the other party had already jumped into the air!

The sword light is like the sun and the moon, dazzling, the world is magnificent, and the mountains and rivers are all over the country!

As fast as lightning, shooting towards the young master!

The young master was prepared for a long time, and when the sword light suddenly rose, he had already jumped and flew.

Two powerful spiritual powers meet, like an east-west hurricane facing the rush, and they are stalemate between each other.

More violent cyclones burst out from the two of them, destroying everything around them. Arong had already been blown by the strong wind to two or three miles away. At this moment, he still felt the yellow sand rolling hail like a sharp arrow and shooting through the earthen wall of the house. After the broken wall collapsed, the whole house soon fell down and pressed Arong down.

The sky and the earth change color, and the sun and the moon are gone.

The originally gloomy sky was soaring into the sky. At the center of the two of them, the clouds rotated violently, sucking the purple light firmly. The clouds that were tumbling around were dyed purple and red, which was mysterious and fantastic.

The entire Hongluo Town was shrouded in the strong wind and was affected by the fight between Jiufang Changming and the Young Master. Many people did not understand what was going on. Some people who were good at it ran out to see it and were immediately rolled to the horizon. The rest had to close the door tightly and hide at home and pray silently that the disaster would pass as soon as possible.

No one knows what happened, but he still thinks it was a strange phenomenon in heaven. The gods were furious. Only Zhou, who was in the center of the storm, knew what he was facing.

The man opposite was extremely powerful and was a rare monk in the world. His cultivation might have long surpassed that of the great master. He just kept a low profile on weekdays and never showed it until the appearance of the Nine-Taiwan Changming, forcing his true strength out!

Not only that, a constant stream of demonic energy leaked out from him, surging and never drying up. Even at this moment, Zhou Ke only had a soul, but could still feel the pressure like a mountain swelling, suppressing him to breathlessness, leaving only the instinct in his consciousness begging for mercy.

Even if he was like this, the pressure on Jiufang Changming would only be even greater.
To be continued...