A pool of blood appeared from time to time in the purple-gold "earth", which was the residue of blood splashed from the wound.

Even if Xuanque fell for a long time, most of the essence, blood and energy in the corpse were extracted.

However, the breath of qi and blood radiating from it was still like a burning furnace, vigorous and hot, forcing Mo Yang to use his cultivation to resist it.

Mo Yang stood at the edge of the sinkhole, his powerful spiritual sense covering a radius of hundreds of miles. He carefully scanned the entire sinkhole, looking for the opportunity to attract the destruction of the black chess.

But he searched for a quarter of an hour and glanced at every inch of space inside and outside the sinkhole, but still couldn't find it.

Mo Yang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and pointed his fingers between his eyebrows. The black destruction chess with a black luster flashed out of the sea of ​​consciousness and floated above his head.

The moment the black chess appeared, an artistic conception that seemed to destroy the world and everything covered this area, faintly reducing the majesty emitted by the corpse for several points.

Mo Yang's mind sank into the Destruction Black Chess, trying to find the connection he had sensed in the dark before again, so as to find that opportunity.

With the amplitude of destroying black chess, his soul perception ability suddenly increased several times.

This time, he clearly felt a familiar and obscure aura, which was similar to the mystery of destruction and was slightly different.

Mo Yang moved his body and crossed more than ten feet in one step. In a short while, he entered the sinkhole, which was comparable to the magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch.

In the sinkhole, the charred flesh and blood were like a cliff, deep and unstoppable. There were purple and golden patterns that fit the way of space, and a faint Taoist rhyme filled the way, but Mo Yang's purpose for this trip was not it.

Mo Yang's figure appeared somewhere in the sinkhole, and his eyes fell on a chaotic divine pattern that was about ten feet long, which was different from the purple-gold pattern in front of him. It was from which he felt the obscure aura.

The divine objects are hidden!

If it weren't for the existence of Destruction Black Chess, Mo Yang might not have found this Chaos-colored Divine Pattern.

Because the breath of this divine pattern is completely covered by the qi, blood, breath and pressure of the corpse itself, and if you don’t come here in person, no warrior’s spiritual sense will be found.

"Is that just that?"

Mo Yang carefully observed the surrounding environment to prevent any existence similar to blood beasts and resentful souls from sneak attacking.

After a moment, Mo Yang used his spiritual sense to explore the existence of a breath similar to the mystery of destruction, but more advanced, mysterious aura existed.

If he can fully comprehend the mystery, then the mystery of destruction he has comprehended will be improved at several levels, and his combat power will be greatly improved.

boom!

As soon as Mo Yang's spiritual consciousness fell on the Chaos-colored divine pattern, a roar suddenly sounded deep in his soul. He had merged the three souls and seven spirits, condensed the Yang God, and fell into a coma without any resistance.

The chaotic divine pattern lit up, bursting out a faint luster, emitting a powerful aura of rules, and even the mystery of destruction on the black destruction chess could not resist.

After a while, Mo Yang's consciousness slowly woke up, but he found that he had become a seed, buried in fertile soil, and his destructive strength disappeared.

Unbelievable Mo Yang quickly wanted to communicate with the body and destroy the black chess, but it had no effect, as if his consciousness was really trapped in a seed.

Realizing this, Mo Yang quickly calmed down and began to think about why he had turned into a seed.

"Is it the reason for that divine pattern? As soon as my spiritual consciousness fell into it, I fell into a coma and woke up and became what I am now.

Is this just an illusion? Or am I really reincarnated as a seed?”

After that, after several days, the seed where Mo Yang was located finally began to take root and sprout, trying to absorb sunlight, water sources, and obtain nutrients from the soil, and grow step by step.

Mo Yang was like a passerby, unable to interfere with the growth of seeds at all, and could only watch quietly in its body.

After decades of wind and rain, the cold winter and hot summer, the original seed has turned into a towering tree a hundred feet tall, surrounded by a rich breath of life that is completely opposite to the mystery of destruction he has realized.

Suddenly, in a storm one day, a thunder thunder broke the giant tree with its might in the middle. The violent energy raged on the giant tree, the torso turned into coke, and the breath of life continued to fade and became extremely weak.

"A breath of destruction!"

Mo Yang, who was conscious in the giant tree, felt the same way, as if he was bombarded by natural thunder, and immediately felt the destructive power contained in the thunder.

Feeling the remaining vitality on the giant tree, eroded little by little by little by little by little by little by little, Mo Yang's understanding of the rules of destruction became deeper.

Finally, the last trace of vitality in the giant tree was wiped out, but Mo Yang, who had guessed that his consciousness could return to his original body, was still trapped in the charred trunk of the remaining wood.

At this moment, a little bad thing rose in Mo Yang's heart, "I won't be trapped in this tree trunk all the time."

In Moyang's anxiety, time passes quickly, and in a blink of an eye, several years have passed, winter has passed, early spring is coming, and it is another season for all things to revive.

The giant tree that was charred by lightning actually drew a tender bud, a breath of life that was weaker than the surrounding weeds, was born from this giant tree that Mo Yang considered dead.

It actually has a dead tree in spring!

Mo Yang's consciousness had already awakened. He stared blankly at the emerald green bud on the charred torso, and a trace of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Life...and...destruction..."

"Life is the source of all things, and destruction is the end of all things. The two oppose each other..."

“What else is there…”

Mo Yang thought hard, trying to combine destruction with life, but he still couldn't grasp the ray of inspiration and entered an enlightenment state.

This charred giant tree did not stop sprouting because of Mo Yang's thoughts. One after another, the buds dispelled the aura of death and destruction, and life came again.

Year after year, the giant tree with dead trees in spring is growing up as before, trying to become a towering ancient tree again, and at the same time, all kinds of hardships and natural disasters continue to fall on it.

Flames, extreme cold, meteorites...

The giant tree was destroyed again and again, and its vitality was dispersed, but it revived again and grew tenaciously, constantly reincarnating between destruction and rebirth.

Mo Yang's mind was shocked. After repeated cycles, he finally grabbed the inspiration and fell into enlightenment.

"The short-term destruction is for rebirth, its root is life, everything is for life..."

"Life and destruction are two sides of the same body. There is birth and death, and birth and death are merged..."

boom!

A loud noise rang deep in Mo Yang's soul, and he embarked on a new path, the way of birth and death!

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