Vaguely, Suning thought of the old beggar who gave him the black peach stone.
At the foot of Jingping Mountain, the old man said such puzzling "nonsense".
"There is heaven outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and the eighteenth level of force is not the end."
"Three thousand small worlds, eight hundred medium worlds, and sixteen large worlds."
"One flower, one grass, one tree, one person, what you see may not be true."
"The mirror, flowers, water and moon are all gone. This is true for people, and the same is true for the world."
At that time, Suning didn't understand and just felt confused.
But at this moment, the clouds parted and the sun appeared, and the fog receded.
The bloody truth is before our eyes, and it is extremely cruel.
Those who keep the Tao are supported by immortals and do not allow the stable Six Meridians of China to be turbulent.
It depends on the spirit of creation and whether their mission can be completed successfully.
However, the appearance of Suning broke the peace. He wanted to obtain the soul blood of the Six Meridians to help the third uncle to get rid of his inner demons.
Judging from the current situation alone, it seems that the defenders have lost.
They did not dare to confront Suning head-on, and hid in the dark and endured their anger.
But in fact, it is Suning who is still in danger.
Even if Dao Huo'er helps, even if San Bo gets rid of his inner demons and returns to normal.
Three masters of the seventeenth level of martial arts join forces with full power, which is enough to turn the land of China upside down.
However, when encountering a real immortal, he is still vulnerable and has no power to fight back.
There is no doubt about this.
Until then, he had no way to deal with it.
He will definitely die, his soul will be gone, his spirit will be shattered.
So what about the people he cares about? Will they be implicated?
Suning didn't dare to think too much and didn't want to think too much.
At eleven o'clock at night, he was walking on the roadside exhausted and bitter.
China is still the same China as before, and Kyoto is still the familiar Kyoto.
Nothing has changed, yet everything seems to have changed.
Overnight, it was shattered into pieces.
"The Immortal's Tomb, the Qi of Creation."
"Eighteen levels of force, a true fairyland."
"That person will come to China at some unknown time."
"The Red Luan Tribulation in Xixi is approaching, and the demonic energy in my body has not yet been completely melted."
"I need time, time that allows me to gamble."
"But, is it still too late?"
He asked himself and answered: "No, you have to try even if it's too late."
"My life must be controlled by myself."
"I can't die, I have to laugh to the end."
...
On New Year's Eve, the villa in Lingxi was bustling with activity.
Cleaning, posting couplets, and having a reunion dinner.
There was laughter and a lively atmosphere.
Xiao Huo'er set off fireworks in the yard, and the aunt and others set up a mahjong table in the living room.
Lingxi watched TV with her grandma and talked about interesting things about Kunlun Mountain.
Sister Xiaoping stood by the window and called her classmates to wish each other new year.
Warm scene, happy taste.
Suning looked at it stupidly, and became more determined in his thoughts.
This family cannot be separated.
Everyone should be safe and sound.
To achieve this, improving strength is the only way to survive.
Jiuyang once successfully survived the thunder tribulation, but what he lacked was the energy of creation to wash away mortal flesh and bones.
The eighteenth level of force is half a step away from the true fairyland.
Suning is confident that once he has the energy of creation, he can easily ascend in the daytime.
"Something on your mind?"
Lingxi took advantage of her grandma's break to go to the bathroom and came to Suning and asked in a low voice: "Ever since you went to the Xiao family mansion, you have been depressed when you came back."
"What's the matter? Are you in trouble?"
She tilted her head and said with a very cute expression: "Tell me about it."
Suning stretched out his hand, put the smiling girl into his arms, hugged her tightly and said, "What trouble can I have? I just want the eighth day of the Lunar New Year to arrive early."
