Changming's consciousness drifted in chaos and desolation.

He could not control his body to move forward with the sea of ​​consciousness, and could only forcefully separate the sea of ​​consciousness and his body, barely able to avoid the terrifying pressure that the demonic energy swept over him at that moment.

Time goes back around me, countless fragments flow and slide by, and I reach out to grab it, but I can't leave any trace.

The spots of light dispersed in the palm of my hand, leaving nothing behind.

Chang Ming found that his hand also became part of the light spot, gradually melting and dissolving, from his fingers, to his palm, to his wrist...

There was a faint voice in the depths of the sea of ​​​​consciousness warning him that if he continued like this, even his soul would be swallowed up.

There are no bones left, and they are destroyed in ashes.

But there was a force in the dark that kept pulling him down, silently shouting at him to leave here. As long as his body and mind were free, he could reach the legendary realm of ascension.

Chang Ming tried his best to maintain Qingming, but found that this was a very difficult thing to do. Once the opportunity was lost, this powerful force would take advantage of the situation and would never be driven away.

The higher the cultivation level, the more intense the struggle, and the tighter the force that restrains him becomes.

Chang Ming heard his breathing gradually getting heavier, and his consciousness slowly sank into the deepest darkness.

You have learned this over and over again, and have learned from everyone, wandering around, have you finally gained it?

Suddenly, a voice seemed to ask.

Did you get it...

Chang Ming was unable to answer for a while.

He was proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and demons. Many people failed to understand the magic, but he dismissed it, and eventually became a great master who looked down upon the world.

But even he couldn't get over the hurdle of attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven. He searched for a way to no avail, hoping to find clues left over from ancient times in Wanshan.

Since the so-called ancient beings can ascend, so can he.

As for being attached to the human world——

In his life, he has only a few friends and many enemies, but in the final analysis, a cultivator is alone and can even give up his life, let alone others.

what about me?

Suddenly someone asked him.

What about me? I follow you to heaven and earth, without fear of death. Have you ever thought of me or been nostalgic for me?

Chang Ming frowned and his heart moved slightly.

The sound turned into an invisible force, pulling him from above and preventing his consciousness from falling.

Two completely opposite directions, two forces are tug-of-war.

It was this slight stagnation that Changming took the opportunity to lift up the only remaining Qingming!

Even a mere monster dares to act recklessly.

The light suddenly exploded in front of my eyes!

"The infinite direction of the universe tells the spirit, the three souls flick the sword, and the Tao is round and square, broken!"

With this word breaking, the chaos was shattered, heaven and earth returned, and the demonic energy howled and fled in all directions, only to be chopped into pieces by the Sifei Sword!

Wherever the sword light went, all spirits bowed their heads and all demons knelt down.

The seal that was suppressed was completely broken, and nothing in the world could restrain Jiufang Changming.

Not Tao, not Buddha, not Confucianism, not demon, what he is is himself.

There is only one person in heaven and on earth.

The wailing moans and moans that were all gone came to my ears. It was the last desperate struggle of the demonic energy unwilling to fail. But the moment Changming opened his eyes, all the demonic energy retreated like a tide to avoid its sharp edge. Only one person

, hug him tightly.

"...sea of ​​clouds?"

Changming opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't help coughing and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The clothes were instantly dyed red.

But spitting out the congestion made me feel much better.

"it's me."

Yun Hai did not let go of him, and Chang Ming felt that the other person's body movements were a little stiff.

"You just saved me?"

"You saved yourself." Yun Hai's face looked a little ugly, pale with a hint of gray.

He just followed the trail, was attracted by the demonic energy, and almost got caught.

It wasn't him who saved Chang Ming.

On the contrary, it was Changming who saved him.

Chang Ming pushed his fingers away to reveal the palm of his hand. The red lines were winding in his palm and bifurcated on both sides, like two slender paths.

When I looked at it before, there was only one red line, which had not branched yet.

Changming frowned, covered the opponent's palm, and poured in spiritual power continuously.

Yunhai wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held down by force and could not withdraw his hand.

He twitched his lips: "Master, you can see clearly, I am Yun Hai, not your Yun Weisi."

Changming closed his eyes and said nothing.

He had no time to deal with Yunhai, and the infusion of spiritual power also required skills. It was not about being arrogant and reckless, but about combing and smoothing along the meridians.

Yun Hai could feel the bloodthirsty mania in his heart gradually weakening and calming down. When Chang Ming moved his hand, he found that the red line on his palm actually seemed to be lighter. The two thin red lines that were originally branched out,

It was so faint that it almost disappeared.

"I know you are Yunhai."

Chang Ming said lazily, after fighting with the demonic energy, although his cultivation level had broken through a bit, he had spent a lot of spiritual energy to get out. At this moment, his body was too limp and too lazy to move, even his bones were soft. He simply closed his eyes and rested, but his tone

But he had a relaxed and playful smile, his brows were soft, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Are you reminding me over and over again not to forget you? Are you jealous of Yun Weisi?"

Yun Hai groaned: "Since Master likes me so much, then I will tell Yun Weisi never to come out."

Chang Ming replied happily: "It's up to you, but since you keep calling me master, Yun Weisi once betrayed his master. Because you are different from him, he will allow you to worship me as your master."

Just break the precepts and accept one more closed disciple. Originally, after Song Nanyan, I was not prepared to accept any more disciples."

The corners of Yunhai's mouth twitched.

After Chang Ming finished speaking, he seemed to think it was a good idea and patted his side.

"Fifth disciple, come and kowtow."

Yunhai:……

"By the way," Chang Ming still had more to say, "Let's change your name too. Just like your four senior brothers, just call it Yun, um, Yun Dahai, how about it?"

Yun Hai suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for Zhou Ke and the others to keep saying they wanted to kill their master day and night.

He was angry and speechless for a moment. He couldn't help but anger others. The spiritual energy in his hand popped out and hit Ku He's forehead directly in the corner.

The latter's low cry suddenly woke him up from the abyss of pain on his face.

Ku He had been sinking into the illusion just now, just like Chang Ming before, but after the Sifei Sword chopped the demonic energy into pieces, Ku He also escaped from danger, but the sea of ​​consciousness was still bound, and he could not break free due to inertia.

After a long time, he gradually regained consciousness.

This is the first floor of Langhuan Pagoda. It seems to be still there, but the cornucopia in my hand is gone.

He saw Chang Ming sitting not far away with no elegance, and also saw the stranger beside Chang Ming.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

"I am the eldest brother of Sun Buku, the head of your academy." Yun Hai said coldly.

Kuhe:???

He was confused, and he didn't know where the other party's inexplicable anger came from.

"Senior, that cornucopia?"

"Destroyed." Changming turned to look at the light coming from the pagoda window.

It's getting bright.

He asked Kuhe: "Did the Queen Mother say that monks from Youguo will enter the palace today?"

Judging from the time of daylight, people from Zhaoyue Kingdom and You Kingdom should already be in the palace at this moment.

But they didn't find the emperor's soul.

The trip to Langhuan Pagoda can be said to have been a fruitless one.

…
To be continued...