With the sleeves of his robe fluttering, Ji Yuenian walked to the edge of Shangque Heavenly Palace and stood quietly among the sea of fairy clouds, overlooking the vast world in this world.
It seems that wherever you look, you can reach it in an instant as long as you move your mind slightly.
"Now it seems that what the Taiyin Goddess did originally was to keep me in the fate world forever. Judging from the words and deeds of Emperor Lingyue, she probably never thought that I would really come here."
"But what is the motivation of the Taiyin Goddess..."
The breeze blew by, raising a strand of black hair that had fallen to his forehead.
"But she still gave me the real source of this world, and also gave me many treasures and spiritual objects. If she just confuses me, the price will be too high."
Ji Yuenian looked calm, but the thoughts in his heart never stopped for a moment, "There is only one possibility, that is, she not only wants me to leave Zhoutian, but also wants me to survive. In other words, even Taiyin
The goddess herself is in an extremely contradictory mood."
"But why..."
"After getting all of Zhao Yinyue's memories, what secrets did the Taiyin Goddess know, so that she abandoned all the plans of Master Miaoshan and Patriarch Bodhi? Doesn't she no longer need me to resist the world calamity..."
"In the final analysis, Patriarch Bodhi laid out the three realms of heaven and earth, and my place is just one of his many layouts."
"Now only by meeting the Taiyin Goddess can we know the truth hidden behind it."
"One hundred and ninety years to go."
Ji Yuenian's mood was vaguely disturbed. His pale and slender fingers moved randomly, and he unconsciously displayed his "fate" magical power!
Wisps of mysterious light emerged between them, and the twisted world source above the sea of clouds in Shangque seemed to have sensed it. It was slightly infected by the symbol of the shackles of fate, and began to surge violently!
boom!
The illusion of fateful shackles generated by the magical power surged up, and was instantly submerged into the twisted and changing source of the blazing white world!
Ji Yuenian came back to his senses, his pupils shrank slightly, looking at the source of the huge changes, his expression was extremely solemn in an extremely rare way!
Densely packed threads spread out from above the source of the world, roaring across the world at an unimaginable terrifying speed, penetrating into the true spirit of every creature in the three continents and two seas, and the Nine Heavens Palace!
Ji Yuenian walked closer, looking at the vast and endless threads of destiny in front of him, his eyes were a little incomprehensible, he stretched out his sleeves and took one at random, feeling a little.
"Is this the power of fate..."
He loosened the thread, closed his eyes slightly, and felt an unprecedented sense of omniscience and omnipotence deep in his heart.
Through these threads of fate, Ji Yuenian can change the fate of any living being in this world without authorization. Even the innate saints in the sixth realm cannot escape the shackles of the threads of fate under the blessing of the source of the world.
"This is just a false 'destiny' cast with the help of the power of the world source, and it can already control the fate of countless living beings in this vast world. The world of life locks is a great world of stars that is almost different from the great world of state and sky. Among them, the real
How terrible are the shackles of fate..."
With the blessing of the power of the world source, the "fate" magical power he just used has manifested in an extremely mysterious way. Now he only needs to pluck the silk thread, which is equivalent to using the power of the world source to use the "fate" magical power towards the living beings.
It's even more terrifying than using it himself.
Moved by thoughts, Ji Yuenian found the destiny thread of the God of Linghai, took it in his hand, and said softly: "Everything in the secret realm of the divine formation has been completed. You have already lived so much longer than Emperor Lingyue and others."
After a long time, it’s time to go to reincarnation and be reborn.”
Click.
The thread of fate suddenly broke.
…
The sea, the lonely boat.
Qiu Shui's clothes were all wet, and she rolled onto the deck. Her dark hair was soaked by the sea water and stuck to her fair forehead, making her look even more delicate and frail.
After a few breaths, a whirlpool of sea water rolled in, throwing out a dying figure.
Bang.
The figure was thrown heavily onto the deck and let out a low groan of pain.
Qiu Shui pulled a rag on the side of the wooden boat, wiped his hair casually, glanced at the figure, and said with a smile: "I want to see who is lucky enough to survive this harsh environment."
The Third Heaven of Hai Haiyuan, the Four Prison Palaces and the Five Sheep Temple.”
"water……"
The figure raised his head with great effort, and his voice was extremely weak.
His face was covered in blood, and his face could not be seen clearly. He could only vaguely look like a man.
Qiu Shui took the kettle from her waist and threw it casually.
Boom.
The figure heard the sound of the kettle falling to the ground, and seemed to have found a life-saving straw. He grabbed the kettle, unscrewed the lid, and drank the remaining half of the water in one gulp.
After he regained some strength, he struggled to sit up and crawled away. He reluctantly moved to the doors of the two rooms on the wooden boat and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much."
There was a shallow shimmer above the door, healing the wounds he suffered every moment.
As the blood stains on his face were dimly illuminated, Qiu Shui's eyes were also a little surprised: "You and the three of you were walking together, but you never thought that you would survive in the end."
This surviving man is none other than Donkey Dazhu.
"Zhang Qianjun and Zhou Xianling are both dead. Now I just want to live." Donkey Dazhu tugged at the corner of his mouth and looked up at the lazy young man in front of him. "The evil ghost walked with you, did he die in the end?"
Qiu Shui shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "I never harmed him. It was his own insatiable greed that led to a miserable end."
Suddenly, while the two were talking, an indifferent voice echoed in the secret realm of the divine formation.
"Enter the two rooms on the wooden boat, and you and the other two will be able to leave the secret realm of the divine formation safely and go to Lingyue Heavenly Palace for an audience."
Hearing this, Donkey Dazhu didn't think much, but he was still immersed in Zhou Xianling's extremely tragic death and had not yet fully recovered.
Qiu Shui noticed the words "safe and sound" and raised his eyebrows, asking: "Is there any danger on the wooden boat?"
At this moment, Donkey Dazhu had recovered some strength, stood up on the deck, and said: "It should be said that this place is not safe, and the monsters in Wuyang Temple are very likely to catch up."
Thinking of the horrific scene in Wuyang Temple, Donkey Dazhu looked a little timid. In the endless fear, he finally no longer wanted to die, but rekindled the desire to live.
"Probably not."
Qiu Shui smiled and said, "Let's go."
Donkey Dazhu nodded, stretched out his palm, and pressed it on the wooden door handle of the room.
Qiu Shui's voice came from behind: "Brother Donkey, you seem to have forgotten something."
Donkey Dazhu turned around with some doubts, but there was a harsh sound of wind piercing the air. His pupils shrank sharply. He had no time to dodge, and his eyes were pierced directly by two iron sticks!
Blood splatters!
Donkey Dazhu let out a heart-breaking howl, let go of the door handle, and fell heavily onto the deck!
He covered his face with both hands, but the blood pillars still spurted out from his eyes, turning him into a bloody man in an instant!
"Does such a filthy idiot deserve to be ranked alongside me..."
Qiu Shui held several sharp iron sticks between his fingers and threw them out again casually!
laugh!
The sound of iron sticks piercing flesh was heard. One stick penetrated between Donkey Dazhu's eyebrows and went straight into his skull; the other stick completely disappeared from the chest and heart, almost piercing through it!
Donkey Dazhu's howling stopped suddenly, without even a hum, he leaned against the side of the ship and lowered his hands feebly. He was obviously dead.
A roll of shimmering brocade silk emerged from Donkey Dazhu's body, with an extremely mysterious golden light flowing on it.
""Prajna Heart Sutra"."
"It is simply a waste of resources to pass on such scriptures to such trash."
Qiu Shui casually put the brocade silk into his sleeves, turned his head and looked at the whirlpool of the sea water at the bow of the ship.
Donkey Dazhu died tragically on the wooden boat. The Mystic Realm of the Divine Formation will definitely choose another person among the remaining creatures to fill the vacancy in his room.
Between the distortion of light and shadow, the sinister-looking old man in black jumped out of the whirlpool and landed on the deck!
"Didn't I die in Wuyang Temple..."
The old man in black looked down at his hands, his expression a little dull.
"Don't look, you just faked your death before, and so did Zhou Xianling and Zhang Qianjun." Qiu Shui yawned, stepped forward and patted the old man in black on the shoulder, "But they won't be considered real until you and I leave here.
Dead."
After being patted on the shoulder by him, the old man in black took a few steps back as if struck by lightning. He looked at Qiu Shui with extreme vigilance, his expression full of shock and anger: "You vicious ghost! You can actually look at Wuyang.
Treat everything as if nothing happened!"
Qiu Shui had an innocent look on his face: "It's obvious that your name is 'evil ghost', so why did you put the hat on my head!"
The old man in black looked angry, and even the fingers pointing at Qiu Shui were trembling.
Qiu Shui turned around, unscrewed the doorknob in front of him, turned around and pouted at him, and said with a smile: "Although you are a little stupid, your talent is pretty good, so you can barely keep up with me."
After saying this, he walked directly into the room and closed the door with a bang.
The old man in black's lips turned white with anger. After a long while, he finally managed to calm down. He stepped on Donkey Dazhu's voiceless body and entered another room.
boom!
The stormy waves rolled over and the wooden boat capsized and was swept into the depths of the sea without a trace.
…
Linghai, Xuhai Palace.
Between the distortion of light and shadow, two figures appeared in the hall, and their faces fell into the eyes of many sea creatures around the hall.
The God of Linghai looked at Qiu Shui and the old man in black with a gloomy expression, and said: "I am the God of Linghai. It is not easy for you and the two of you to stand out in the secret realm of the God Formation. If you rest for a while, I will take you with me."
You can go to Jiuchongtian Palace to see you later."
The five-level god who was accompanying him came forward, rolled his eyes, and lowered his voice: "Is this the creature that was born with the opportunity to transcend according to the calculations in the court? It doesn't look special.
place."
The God of Linghai glanced sideways at him but did not speak.
Just now, there was a strange haze in his heart. This haze came so secretly that it even made his mind tremble a little.
Qiu Shui looked around at the magnificent Xuhai Palace and saluted, "I have seen the Great God Linghai."
The old man in black also said in a muffled voice: "I have seen the Great God Linghai."
The God of Linghai did not comment, just frowning to himself, wanting to know where the unpleasant feeling deep in his heart came from.
"God, what's wrong with you?!"
The accompanying Five Realm gods suddenly changed their expressions and looked over in horror.
In the eyes of the God of Linghai, all the creatures in the hall were staring at him with unbelievable horror on their faces!
"I'm not...nothing serious..."
The scenery in front of the God of Linghai became increasingly blurry, his voice trembled, and finally his mind plummeted, completely sinking into the endless abyss of darkness.