The sudden contrast between the two is astonishing. The Gainxidu has not appeared in front of others for a long time, and many people have forgotten its reputation.

"The "Peaceful Bliss of Treasures" is well-known." Zhao Yun stretched out his hand lightly, and a faint light emerged from his palm, magically depicting the ghost emperor's soul soldier "The Eleventh Emperor of the Night".

"With your Xidu background, you are willing to be low-key and tolerant and not care about the East, it is really a puzzling thing."

Yuxi Sheng gently shakes the folding fan: "The longer the wine is brewed, the more mellow it is; it is undeniable that the longer the plan is brewed, the more amazing it is. But I will not tell you anything."

Zhao Yun pointed his spear directly and said meaningfully: "You have told me."

"There are many sufferings in this world," Yuxisheng smiled indifferently, "There is a paradise. People's hearts have two mirrors, one reflecting your suffering, and the other reflecting your joy. Some people like to look at the mirror of suffering, looking at themselves every day, sorrow, anger and resentment gradually becomes rooted, and they live in the cage they set up for the rest of their lives and cannot be liberated; some people like to look at the mirror of joy, and they are confused every day, just saying that the sky falls and is covered with quilts. Although they are carefree, they have no foundation and are left to wander. One day, they will be just a member of the sea of ​​suffering."

"So, no matter how hard or happy a person is, he will not be liberated." Zhao Yun was about to attack, but stopped.

"A man either cannot die well or live well, is there any exception?"

Yuxi Sheng smiled inexplicably. He made a guiding move with his left hand: "This is my 'Eight Treasures Paradise', please come in and watch it."

After saying that, he waved the folding fan, and the fragrance of flowers and plants visible to the naked eye rushed out of the fairyland. What is wonderful is that after leaving the Pure Land, the brightly colored fragrance instantly emits a strong stench. The most filth in the world is this.

Dirt is the most harmful to the Tao.

Earth immortals like Zhao Yun who have no real entity should be more careful of their origin being defiled, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ordinary monks have a Dharma body, which lives in the Taoist foundation, soul, and self-consciousness. All three are guarded by the Dharma body and are as strong as a fortress.

Ghost cultivators do not have a Dharma body, and the ghost body is the foundation of the Tao, soul, self-consciousness and cultivation. It can be said that one is damaged. Therefore, once it is contaminated, it will directly affect the soul, and it is difficult for gods to save them.

"This is suffering." Yuxisheng pointed to the filth and said with a chuckling, "If you are in the Pure Land, it is the joy of life. Therefore, it is called the Eight Pure Lands. Can Zhao Shuai come in and experience one or two?"

"Since you cannot be liberated from suffering or happiness, whether it is suffering or happiness, it is just passing clouds!"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, his body suddenly broke out.

Dong!

The bell rang, and two crisp sounds of "Bangbang" followed closely, and the filth and the void collapsed into powder.

However, Yuxisheng smiled coldly: "That's not your choice!"

With a folding fan in his hand, the fairy music suddenly rushed out and turned into a harsh and unpleasant noise. Zhao Yun felt that under the noise, he was wearing countless shackles. The sense of restraint from the inside out almost suffocated him.

"Emperor of the Underworld!"

His body suddenly became dark and melted, and then appeared above the Eight Treasures Bliss. His eyes condensed and he held his gun and slapped heavily.

The eight treasures are like a membrane of water, shaking violently, but the scene inside has not changed at all.

Zhao Yun radiated his body, then stepped down, and slammed the handle of the gun on the way, and the black gun suddenly shot like lightning. On the way, he actually shook ten exactly-spoken Zhao Yun, who was holding guns in the same way, exerted ten black guns, and with great strength, the tips of the ten black guns were heavily poked on the Eight Treasures Bliss.

boom!

Ten holes were poked out at the Eight Treasures, and they instantly shriveled like leaking balls.

"Everything in the world cannot be transformed, nothing cannot be transformed." Yuxisheng smiled strangely.

Zhao Yun suddenly felt that his body was as heavy as lead, and the technique of flying clouds could not bear his weight and fell heavily into the Eight Treasures Pure Land.

The body of the earth immortal can be weak or solid. In terms of weight, it is not as heavy as a child. The Cloud Tengyun Technique can carry five hundred jin, which means that his weight suddenly exceeds five hundred jin.

It's those gases!

Zhao Yun immediately thought of the sudden change of Eight Treasures. The gases merged with the black fog and turned into substantial weights to attach to him, making him unable to move.

What Yuxi gave birth to is the moment when Zhao Yun broke the Eight Treasures and his mind was slightly relaxed, and his calculations were so wonderful.

"Look, these are the two mirrors in your heart." He shook the folding fan, and two bronze mirrors hanging in the air appeared on both sides of Zhao Yun's body.

But Zhao Yun could not see anything because the bronze mirror was empty.

"It seems that there is no pain or happiness in your heart." Yuxisheng whispered: "If you are not born with hardship or happiness, it is better to die. Perhaps you can find happiness and happiness in the world of death."

Zhao Yun’s body cannot move does not mean that his mind cannot move. He can still think, and when he heard this, he couldn’t help but ask: “Why must there be suffering and happiness? When will you become the master of suffering and happiness? Can you judge others at will?”

"The question is really incisive." Yuxisheng smiled and said, "Then I tell you that people will definitely have suffering and happiness, because this is a human being, unless you are not a human; the eight treasures of paradise are created by me and naturally controlled by me. If I want it to become square, it cannot become round, do you understand?"

"You are wrong. I am just controlled by your supernatural powers." Zhao Yun said lightly: "And, I am indeed not a human, I am a ghost cultivator."

"It's really rare for people who are as determined as Zhao Shuai."

Yuxisheng sighed and had to give up and said, "Then please ask Zhao Shuai to rest in the Eight Treasures Pure Land, and wait for us to defeat Su Fu and fight again."

...

But he said that Jiu Ming was kicked away by Zhao Yun and almost cursed, thinking that he was a well-known figure now.

How can you use your feet? How can you use your feet? How can you use your feet?

He looked at the initiator angrily. Seeing that the other party was confronting Zhao Yun, he thought about it and showed a "hehe" smile on his face. It was difficult to look at the parting with malicious intentions.

"I heard that Yan Shuai has a wife. What if I told the sister that you teased me?" Don't smiled sweetly.

Jiuming sneered: "Stop doing this, do you think I am afraid?"

"Is that so? When I came in the morning, I met Huang Shuai from the Yingqiu tribe. She said that Yan Shuai's wife is here too." It's hard to scare people to death.

Jiuming's heart shivered. Out of instinct, he looked around with his eyes: "Yes, is it? So what?"

"Shishuai Yan is so powerful, he is not even afraid of his wife." Don't cover his mouth and smiled.

"Then, of course..." Jiuming was up and down, but he insisted on his mouth, "We are not talking nonsense, we are seeing tricks!"

Although the words are vague, the movements are not vague. As soon as the words are finished, the body suddenly turns into blood, accompanied by the sudden cold light. It is difficult for the big and beautiful head to soar into the sky.
Chapter completed!