While Woking was selling miserables in the Pantheon and asking for compensation, the time in the main material world was still flowing, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

The young clone and Yang Yunzhen church gradually grew stronger.

Corresponding to it,

Lu Xingzhou, who was in seclusion, became clearer and clearer at this moment. The dirt on the spiritual platform continued to decrease. In a trance, he seemed to see a door standing on the dome and lingering at infinite heights. Every time he wiped the dirt on the spiritual platform, he was one step closer to the portal.

He did not manifest the scene of heaven in his mind.

With the Qingming Festival of the Lingtai, Lu Xingzhou gradually got rid of the influence of the cage of the world and the entanglement of luck. Indeed, the structure of the Heavenly Court is perfectly suitable for him.

but-----

"The heavenly court is the residence of gods and men."

"What I seek is not a god or a man, but a vast number of living beings. Although the methods I have created cannot directly point to the great way, they can make everyone understand the universe and nature."

"Heaven is not suitable for me."

Just as Lu Xingzhou had this thought, an unprecedented sense of ease suddenly surged into his heart, as if he broke free from a layer of shackles on his body. At this moment, Lu Xingzhou looked up to the sky, without any hesitation, and directly threw away everything, and stepped onto the spiritual platform in one step.

Then jump up!

"Boom!"

In an instant, Lu Xingzhou's divine intention was infinitely raised and directly broke through the portal on the dome. Behind the portal, a vast and boundless sea came into his eyes. Looking at this scene, Lu Xingzhou had already realized that this was his path.

The road is invisible.

The way of Tao has no form.

For monks, the path itself is idealistic and only follows what they think. And the sea in front of them is revealed in Lu Xingzhou's heart.

"sea of ​​bitterness....."

In the vast world, the vast sea of ​​suffering, life in the world, one lives in the sea of ​​suffering, and he regards practice as a boat crossing the sea. When he reaches this point, the scene naturally manifests itself, and what he wants to do is already destined.

Cross the sea of ​​suffering!

Achieve the true self!

Lu Xingzhou took a step forward and immediately evolved auspicious energy and golden clouds, covering the sky and the earth, and thousands of palace shadows were created from it.

Lu hiking boats are just like these strange phenomena,

Falling into the sea of ​​suffering.

The next moment ----

"snort!"

Lu Xingzhou groaned, feeling deeply trapped in the whirlpool, the water of the sea of ​​bitterness surged, rolling up thousands of layers of intense waves, and the waves slashed at him and the phantoms around him. Immediately, many phantoms of the palace were wiped out, and Lu Xingzhou's whole body sank and almost fell down.

The water in this sea of ​​bitterness is obviously not ordinary, and every drop is dense, as if a whole continent has been concentrated into water droplets and then gathered together.

The heavy pressure formed by such a vast ocean is simply instop!

Not only that, in addition to physical oppression, in the deep sea of ​​suffering, you can also hear countless whispers ringing in your ears, and you can see countless fantasies flashing in front of your eyes.

The clear spiritual platform has been wiped,

At this moment, layers of dirt appeared again, and above Lu Xingzhou's head, the god above his top had already appeared and sat upright in the void.

It's just at this moment,

Around this god on the top, fine soft silks were constantly derived, wrapping and tying them on the god on the top, wrapping and binding them in place, and pulling the body of the boat, trying to sink him into the sea of ​​suffering forever.

“…….”

Looking at the soft silk around him, Lu Xingzhou understood: If he really fell into the sea of ​​suffering under his feet, he would never be able to realize his true self again in his life!

"The sea of ​​bitterness refining the body."

"The heart of the world is refined."

Lu Xingzhou took a deep breath, but did not pause, but encouraged his will. While continuing to wipe the spiritual platform, he slowly took steps, urging the shadow of the palace under his feet, riding on the waves of the sea of ​​bitterness, step by step towards the other end of the sea of ​​bitterness, God knows whether there exists.

"Boom!"

The land boat slashed the waves and spread the heavy water of the sea of ​​suffering, like a sharp magic sword, cutting a trace of nearly a thousand miles in the sea of ​​suffering.

In the process.

The shadow of the palace at Lu Xingzhou's feet became more and more solid and clearer. Sometimes it was the high heaven, sometimes it was the city of fireworks on earth, sometimes it was a thirty-six-story pagoda, sometimes it was a seventy-two-light cloud. The changes here symbolized the struggle of Lu Xingzhou.

He fought for the storm in the sea of ​​suffering.

It is also looking for the true self.

During this period, he could always feel his connection with the outside world in the dark. This connection made him always sober and not sink into the sea of ​​suffering.

Nameless Church.

The church created by Yang Yunzhen and the young clone to promote the magic created by Lu Xingzhou became the foundation for Lu Xingzhou to fight in the sea of ​​suffering at this moment. It is undeniable that Yang Yunzhen is very talented. With his development, the believers of the nameless church have formed a certain scale.

but-----

“It’s not enough.”

The existence of the nameless church only gave Lu Xingzhou the opportunity to struggle in the sea of ​​suffering, and he could not get to the other side. He could only rely on himself in this step.

After realizing this,

Lu Xingzhou simply stopped and stood quietly on the sea of ​​bitter sea, watching the millions of shadows under his feet constantly changing shapes. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his connection with Haotian Mirror had recovered, and his ability to control luck and deduce it back.

“…….”

With a thought of Luxingzhou, the Haotian Mirror spontaneously operated, and countless luck was put into it, and immediately began to push Luxingzhou's perception step by step.

Finally, the thirty-six Heavenly Gang and the seventy-two arts of the Earth Demons he created turned into the thirty-six palaces and the seventy-two palaces under the deduction of the Haotian Mirror, arranged upwards, forming the most perfect image, just standing there, even the water of the sea of ​​bitterness around was constantly retreating.

------- Heaven.

"You really want me to rebuild the Heavenly Court."

This "you" should be the master of Haotian Mirror, or he might be the master of the Reincarnation Palace who sent himself to the Realm of Ten Thousand Gods. The other party carefully planned and laid out the plan.

Finally got myself to this point.

The other party has no malicious intentions.

If you use heaven as a boat, it will be enough to suppress the entire sea of ​​suffering. This will naturally be considered to have reached the other side. Perhaps in this way, you and the other party will also form cause and effect, but in essence you will still take a big advantage. At the same time, the other party worked hard to cultivate himself, and he would definitely not let it go.

In this way, the other party becomes his backer.

Lots of benefits.

"but...."

Lu Xingzhou shook his head, spread his sleeves, but he directly slapped the scene of the heavenly court in front of him without any hesitation: "How can you let others go to the way of the Tao?"

The heavens dispersed,

The sea of ​​suffering that had retreated suddenly surged over, but just as the moment he dispersed the heavenly court, Lu Xingzhou was shocked and a light of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind: "So that's it, this heaven is not only a shortcut, but also a heart. Only by dispersing it can I truly break this layer of confusion!"

In an instant,

I saw the last layer of dirt on the Lu Xingzhou Spirit Platform being washed away, and a brilliant light burst out from the divine will, like a rising sun rising from the sea of ​​suffering!

"Yes!"

"From the beginning, I had already thought about crossing the sea of ​​suffering. Where is the heavenly court? It was clearly the ship that I had been hanging in my mouth before!"

No need for a boat to cross the sea.

Nonsense!

Lu Xingzhou laughed out loudly. At the same time, the phantoms under his feet began to overlap and combine. Finally, with a loud sound, a magnificent and magnificent boat with thirty-six floors and seventy-two long sails stepped through the sea of ​​bitterness and rolled in!

"Boom!"

This boat is the true meaning of crossing the sea when traversing the land.

People in China.

It’s also a Shenzhou!

"I set up a Shenzhou and carry all sentient beings, without any high or low, without rules. Those who are in the mind of the Tao can board the boat. The heavenly court is the courtyard of the Emperor of Heaven and the heavenly court of one person. But the Shenzhou is the Shenzhou of sentient beings. The strength of one person is useless to do anything. Only when sentient beings are united can they sail through the sea of ​​suffering!"

Lu hailing boat holds his head up and his chest holds up.

I saw him standing on the deck of the Shenzhou. As soon as he finished speaking, a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart: the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and this ship is the other shore!

In a blink of an eye,

The land hiking boat has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

All I saw was the magnificent temple of the goddess of wealth, but it returned to the present world from the sea of ​​suffering in the dark, and everything seemed to be unchanged.

It seems different again!

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly, stood up, the god above appeared quietly, sinking three inches, and finally landed steadily above nine inches from Lu Xingzhou's Tianling. With a swing of his little hand, he threw down the last black air. Among them, he showed a figure with a ferocious face and a naked upper body.

The seventh soul: stinky lungs!
To be continued...