The dark space shrinks, and the touch of the earth returns to your feet.
Li Xi'an put his sword back into the box and threw the stone box to Li Chengqi. He noticed that the Heaven of the Ancient Realm had been distracted and his eyes wandered since he had the so-called nightmare. Li Xi'an didn't have the time to care about the fate of this human being like an old mother.
He dreamed of something, so he gave him the Dark Sword and the stone sword box that could suppress any evil spirits.
The God of the Ancient World was still recalling the details of the dream, especially the ferocious face with one eye. He suddenly raised his head, and a stone sword box had already flown into his face.
"Master..." He caught it, fixed the sword case behind his back, rubbed his hands and approached Li Xi'an, "What do you need from me?"
He didn't understand what Li Xi'an meant, but simply thought that throwing the Fainting Sword to him would let him be a thug to deal with things that Li Xi'an was currently unable to do. This also shows the influence of the weird dream on him.
Normally Li Chengqi would not misunderstand Li Xi'an's meaning.
"Take it to guard your heart. Your soul is very unstable." Li Xi'an glanced at Li Chengqi lightly and then changed his gaze.
Following his gaze, there was the abyss. The white corpse with its head hanging down was unmasked. Under the mask was half of the face that had rotted. It was between a human face and a bird's face. There was no rotten part that could be seen at the moment.
The perfect and gentle appearance of the beast in the past.
At this moment, the corpse is gradually melting and disappearing into the air like white snow.
Li Xi'an knew that this was the last medium that the other party gave him to maintain his existence, the kind face lying in the palm of his hand. Without the kind face, the erosion of the era has long made this creature that is no longer the law full of holes.
He stood there and quietly watched the white corpse disappear.
The departure of an ancient saint.
"Do you have a name?" Li Xi'an said suddenly.
"Hey." Behind him, the light from the melting snow gathered into a figure. He was covered with gorgeous wings and his almost transparent white hair was fluttering. The pure white color on his body was fading, just like the white snow will naturally reveal its original color after melting.
The color of the earth comes.
When the pure white halo completely disappeared, what stood there was just a man with a gentle smile.
"What are you doing?" The man poked his head in front of Li Xi'an.
"I'll carve a sign for you. Maybe I can see you again in the future. It's just the netherworld. It's not impossible to leave this body." Jin Xing's Geng Qi breathed out and carved the name "飖" on a smooth and stain-free white jade. Then
, the ancient golden tree rose, and Li Xi'an pulled the newly carved jade medallion on a red rope and hung it on a certain treetop.
The feeling of the Good Saint was very strange. His gaze kept rising as the jade tablet rose. His chaotic pupils dispersed his magical power, and his clear eyes reflected the branches and leaves of the glorious sacred tree. This feeling made him carve his true name on the jade tablet.
At that moment, it was as if the whole body that was supposed to be completely dead was divided into a tiny part and injected into it.
When he heard Li Xi'an's words, he couldn't help laughing, "This is too big a statement."
"It's not just for you, haven't you noticed? This tree can be in the world now because this body is still in the world. One day, this tree will continue to grow, with morning stars hanging from the crown and roots reaching into the underworld. I
I will personally go to the underworld, where the real roots of this tree should be rooted."
"Entering the Netherworld?" The man's eyes fluctuated.
He observed Li Xi'an carefully for a moment, "Only the dead can go to the Netherworld. Saints cannot offend the basic principles of the cycle of the universe. Evil only controls the narrow space between the Netherworld and the earth because of its own nature, allowing some people to wander in the narrow space.
Evil spirits have poured into the present world, and evil has never touched the real land of death."
"It's your tree..." The Good Saint stepped forward and reached out to touch the golden trunk.
"If someone walking around in the underworld notices it, the underworld will find you. In this way, the future you mentioned seems to be inevitable. With this tree on your body, the netherworld will be a hurdle you can't get around. It is yours
With the magical power of the Dharma, all the bone statues on the road will be integrated into the Dharma to inherit the law."
He thought, "It seems that nothing is more suitable for this tree than the law of life and death."
"If you don't lose to the so-called Nine Heavens, you will naturally win a future where you can return to your origin."
Li Chengqi frowned when he heard this, and said after a long time: "The law of life and death has long been divided, and now there are two major laws. The law of life is now in the wilderness. As for the law of death, I heard that it fell into the netherworld. Maybe now
The Lord of the Underworld is the master of the law of death. Good Saint, your information is too far behind and you don’t even know about the major events in the universe?"
The Good Saint stared at Li Chengqi, and he noticed something was wrong.
"The sky of the ancient world."
Li Chengqi was stunned. It was no accident. It was quite normal for him to be recognized after standing in the face of a saint for so long. "When did you know?"
"When he revealed his identity as the True Dragon of Kyushu, it wouldn't be a surprise to see a Xingcai bring a celestial being, but if the Xingcai is not a star, but a star veil that can hide the sky from the sky, and even this star veil is enough to trigger the call of the stars
At that time, there will be only one identity for that heavenly being."
"The ancient world where the Supreme Rainbow stands."
"In the sky of the ancient world, the law of life and death is divided. How did you know? Is it observation over the long years in the ancient world?"
Without thinking much, Li Chengqi said: "Of course, when the ancient world was at its most glorious, you two were not the saints in the world of good and evil."
"Then if I tell you, the ancient world has never come into contact with the law of life and death. Even in the eyes of the saints of Daoyuanhai, the law of life and death is one, and it belongs to the great law of the wilderness in your mouth. If you think about it carefully,
How on earth did you know that?"
Li Chengqi was stunned. He searched his mind for traces of the law of life and death, but found nothing.
The good sage is right. The ancient world has never dealt with life and death.
But he was extremely certain that the laws of life and death were now separated, and the apparent source of life and death in the Great Wilderness was only the source of life.
How...how did he know?
It seems that there is a cognitive error, and a memory that does not belong to him appears out of thin air. Just like when he woke up from a dream when he was still a mortal, he would often find that some of the things he was doing had already been done at some point.
Wait... a dream?
The golden flame engulfed Li Chengqi's heart again, and he intercepted a key point in the universe with that golden single eye.
This key point is exactly...the division of the law of life and death!
That thing was tearing apart the edge of the universe, and what he saw in his eyes was the foundation of this universe. The so-called return to the source, Li Chengqi glimpsed the return of the law of life and death in that casual glance.
His head is about to explode!
"Buzz!" The warm fire wrapped around him, taking him away from the cold darkness of his dream.
It was the faint sword in the stone sword case that was vibrating, and the fire inscriptions were flowing on the sword as if it were alive.
Li Chengqi came back to his senses and looked around in horror.
The good saint's expression was very solemn, and even Li Xi'an on the side was no longer relaxed. The law of heaven descended, the lotus bloomed, and he glanced at Li Chengqi, tracing back to the source.
"He is polluted," said the Good Sage.
"What's the meaning?"
"This cognitive memory cannot be obtained out of thin air. I feel that the separation of the law of life and death is not a lie. In this way, we can draw a conclusion that the sky of the ancient world must have observed something that should not have appeared at a certain node.
, was noticed by that thing at the same time, so the huge sense of dislocation in the understanding of the universe would form a cliff deep in the soul, and he got this information from that unknown existence."
The Good Sage pondered, "I am not surprised that this happens to the gods. They are creatures that are close to the origin of the universe, but they can learn about the law of returning to the source through the interlacing of fragments. I have to suspect that he has a glimpse of it.
I have found a Supreme Being of Silent Light."
"Can it be cured?"
"Disaster."
"But he is of the Ten Categories after all. If he is released to the ancient world, things will get better." The Good Sage shook his head.
"Thank you." Li Xi'an nodded.
"I'm a dead person, it doesn't matter what happens. Many times, dying is much easier than living. For example, after you, the journey will be difficult and dangerous, full of murderous intentions. There are too many people who don't want to see Kyushu appear again."
Li Xi'an lowered his head and watched Li Chengqi kneeling in pain, his eyes dull, and he just covered his head helplessly and kept wailing.
He summoned a jade tablet and incorporated it into Li Chengqi.
"That's it, farewell." Li Xi'an raised his hand and lifted the stone sword box again.
The figure was silent for a while and said: "I will give you something as a final gift. Keeping it is useless. The spirits in this world cannot reuse it, nor can they enjoy it."
As soon as the words fell, all over the good world, the light of wishing power rose into the sky and turned into a long river.
"This is what the ancestors who died in the holy war left behind." The Good Sage pointed to the vast ocean of wishes in the distance.
The next moment, the extremely rich golden light filled the mountains, and the good sage, surrounded by the power of his vows, said: "This is what is left of this body, and it is originally for the spiritual cultivation path in this world."
The torrent of wish power from the head of the good sage surges into the sky, and the power of the wish from the place where the ancestors died and collapsed is comparable to the difference between a small stream and a vast ocean.
Unexpectedly, Li Xi'an shook his head and said: "The power of eating all the immortals has been overflowing. Leave it to this world. There may be more spirits left in this world than I need."
"There will be no peace in this world until the law of goodness returns. Since you have the intention, why should I help you? How can the suffering of living beings in this world now compare to the sorrow of living beings who have lost their goodness in the future generations."
The good saint looked solemn.
He clasped his hands together, and a golden ocean of wishing power wandered in every layer of the good world, and the waves beat, turning into a heavy rain to water the ancient trees.
"The strength of the wish is overflowing, but it cannot be carried."
"I have a method that can cast a virtual image, which is a pure carrier of willpower. The virtual image is also a part of cultivation. It just means that you have lost the means to fight the enemy. You can rest assured. If you find suitable materials for casting the image in the future,
You can change the faceless virtual image and directly draw the willpower from it to recast the image."
"Listen carefully, this method is called Faceless and Formless Technique!"
Under the wash of the golden light of wish power, a strange ancient scripture also reached Li Xi'an's ears.
Words are broken down and images are understood.
Under Zhou's spell, time slowed down, and Li Xi'an began to quickly understand the key to this spell.
No wonder he has never heard of such a method, because casting an imaginary image requires even more willingness than common sense to cast a bone image. No living being is not smart enough to create an imaginary image that is completely invincible to the enemy. In order to absorb all living beings, the ancestors
Wish Li works hard and starts looking for new bone statue materials when Wish Li has not yet reached half of the reborn statue. In this way, the bone statue materials are usually available but Wish Li is not enough.
There is almost never a living being who is full of will but lacks the materials to cast a bone statue.
Following the chanting of the good sage, his desire to eat the images of the immortals gradually spread out, leading to a faceless image, which was watered by a golden rainstorm and instantly plasticized, turning from illusion into reality.
Li Xi'an found that his power was increasing simultaneously. This was indeed a bone statue, which helped him carry his wishes and became the cornerstone of his spiritual path. The spirits of his previous three statues continued to grow on this basis.
Ancient prose was sung, a golden rainstorm poured down, and after a statue of the god was completely cast, the look of the good saint changed. In the direction surrounded by the golden sea, the human figure sitting cross-legged had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a giant red dragon swimming in the sea of will.
It's not over yet.
The idol that was cast earlier is the fourth image of the red dragon.
The rain continued to fall, and in the ocean of will power, the fifth image began to slowly take shape.
"What an amazing accumulation..." The Good Saint witnessed everything, looking at the red dragon roaming freely in the golden rain curtain. His scales were growing continuously, and the faint sound of bones twisting could be heard. The faceless and phaseless technique actually directly
Supported the transformation of Red Dragon.
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A corner of the good world, the area where invisible fire spreads most frequently.
No living thing can pass through the barrier built by invisible fire.
This overbearing spell suppressed the Evil Saint, preventing the black sun from igniting flames and being imprisoned deep in the earth.
In the seal, the Evil Saint saw the golden light of wish power rising from all over the earth, flowing towards one place.
"What are you doing?" The Evil Saint kept bombarding the seal, but the seal was as immovable as a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through Guiyuan's spiritual power blockade. A golden rainstorm enveloped the earth, the mountains, and even the waves of the Mirror Sea.
Floating with this golden shimmer.
The golden glory at this moment echoed across the sky, breaking through the sky, as if bringing dawn to this devastated world after the war.
Abominable, the canthus of the holy eye is about to split.
That endless ocean of wishes is the ancestor of all the good world who fell in the holy war.
After the death of these ancestors, all their powers and supernatural powers will return to the world of good and evil itself, thus completing the law of endless cycles.
But he sensed the fluctuations of goodness. At the moment of death, this guy summoned all the ownerless will power in the good world and flowed towards one place.
The Evil Saint couldn't think of an answer.
What living being can carry such a terrifying torrent of willpower?
That golden rain, if it was a weak ancestor, it would not be a gift, but poison that could directly kill him.
Soon, the Evil Saint held his breath.
Because of the heavy rain, even the good saint's own vows fluctuated in it.
"Bastard!" the Evil Saint roared. If he hadn't been sealed deep in the earth and couldn't move, how could the endless power of will in this world be controlled by Shan, that loser! Such a huge power of will can be controlled after the cycle is repeated.
How many real souls have been created?
The foundation and foundation of the good world, and even the good saint himself, were all given to a creature he didn't know!
This made the Evil Saint almost crazy.
He cannot bear to have the things of this world belong to others.
"I want to see...who are you?" The black sun roared, the black flames rekindled, and part of them actually passed through the seal and stepped into the world!