On Longchi Mountain, the clouds and mist are lingering.
There are green mountains, green trees, shades of flowers and plants, and a spiritual waterfall rising from the sky and the earth, watering Qin Xuan's body.
He slowly closed his eyes, bathed in the spiritual waterfall, and recovered from the severe injuries on his back and shoulders.
The power of Xuan Su Yin Ming is like ice biting the bones, and the power of three flavors of true fire is like lava burning the body.
The power of the Returning Void Battle Puppet is too terrifying. Qin Xuan was only lightly touched. If the full power of the Returning Void Battle Puppet is activated, I am afraid that the True Monarch, or even the real Returning Void Taoist Lord, will face these seven battle puppets.
He will also perish.
At the top of Longchi Mountain, suddenly a figure came from the bottom of the mountain.
Jun Wushuang!
She came slowly and looked at Qin Xuan.
"Qin Xuan!"
The soft voice called to his heart, but Qin Xuan still closed his eyes and never opened them.
Jun Wushuang frowned, "Qin Xuan, you have been in seclusion in Longchi Mountain for a long time. Hao'er has been refining his heart in the furnace of mortals. It's time for him to choose his path. Do you still want to be in seclusion?"
Jun Wushuang's brows deepened, and she looked at Qin Xuan's still indifferent look, with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"Qin Xuan, what do you mean?"
"You made a deal with me for hundreds of years, and I have already done it, but Hao'er, Hao'er is innocent! You..."
Before he finished speaking, another voice came from the bottom of the mountain.
"Qin Xuan!"
I saw only one person, dressed in white like snow, with a picturesque face.
Her eyes were filled with murderous intent and grief, "I have been practicing hard for a hundred years, and today is the time for you to repay your debt to me!"
"Amitabha!" A Buddha's voice rose in the sky, and a woman came wearing Buddha's robes. She looked like a Bodhisattva with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes as angry as a vajra.
"Qin Xuan, the master of Haiqing is your great-grandfather, and you are also my enemy!"
"I have been in seclusion in Puluo Temple for hundreds of years just to kill you!"
There was murderous intent in the sky, and like a glacial river pouring down, even Qin Xuan could only feel ripples in his heart.
It's a pity that it was just a ripple and disappeared in the sky.
He is like a rotten Buddha, without even a single movement.
"Xuan!" Suddenly, there was another voice, Qin Wende's gray hair said, "I also want to live forever, Xuan, I don't want to die!"
"Xuan, help me, I don't want to leave you!" Shen Xinxiu pitied her, her head was old and white.
"Dad!" Someone was climbing the mountain again. Qin Hao was full of hatred, his eyes were stained with blood, "I am obviously the Qing Emperor and the pride of heaven. Why do you want to grant me a cultivation level? Why do you want me to suffer like this?
Humiliation, why do you want me to refine my heart in this world of mortals!"
"Did you give birth to me just to use me as your puppet and be controlled by you for the rest of your life?"
Qin Hao's voice full of resentment shocked the world of Longchi.
There is also Da Jin'er, whose ferocious nature shows up again, roaring in anger across the sky, trying to devour the master and regain his freedom.
"Senior, did you let me enter the spiritual veins of Longchi and then forge my true body, just for my own selfish desires, to help senior guard Longchi?" Dragon Soul was full of sadness and anger, overlooking Qin Xuan's voice.
The Queen Mother Xiong roared angrily, and Ning Ziyang, Su Qiaoer and others all came together to impose sanctions.
"This man deserves to die!"
"Qin Xuan, you deserve to die!"
"Qin Xuan, you are not worthy of being a human being or a father!"
"I will kill you to sacrifice my sorrow!"
The sounds one after another penetrated the ears like demonic sounds. Even if the ears were blocked, it was still difficult to block them in the slightest.
Suddenly, Jun Wushuang took action. Fire Luan appeared in her hand and enveloped Qin Xuan.
Luan fire burned his body, and along with Jun Wushuang's wanton and cheerful laughter, Qin Xuan's skin gradually dried up, and the pain of burning flesh and bones was no different from reality.
"Qin Xuan!" Mo Qinglian's pupils were stained with blood, like a demon being sacrificed and killed with a sword.
"I will not kill you, I will let you taste the pain of Ling Chi,
Let you taste the sorrow in my heart, make you unable to live or die!" She roared angrily, the sword penetrated Qin Xuan's shoulder bone, the real bone-penetrating pain, and even the pain of having the meridians cut off, even the eternal green
The art can't function, as if the meridians no longer exist.
"Qin Xuan, the hatred between parents is irreconcilable!" Xiao Wu's eyes were full of hatred, and the Bodhisattva Buddha appeared behind him. The weapon fell and was squeezed by thousands of mountains. Blood spilled from the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth.
"Qin Xuan, my son, dad doesn't want to die!"
"My son, save me!"
The old parents rotted away in front of Qin Xuan, their skin and flesh fell away, and their bones turned into sand.
"You are not worthy of being a father!" Qin Hao slashed Qin Xuan's arm with hatred like a knife. In an instant, Qin Xuan's arm had been cut off, and blood flowed like a fountain.
"Qin Xuan, you destroyed the Holy See of Light and destroyed my former residence. Go to hell to repent for such hatred!" Qin Yan'er's eyes were dark, and the blazing white flames fell, burning Qin Xuan's flesh and blood as if they were dry, piece by piece.
The flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the bones and organs.
Roars, murderous intent, grief, and sanctions sounded from the top of Longchi Mountain.
Unconsciously, Longchi Mountain seemed to have collapsed, and only those faces full of resentment were still in front of Qin Xuan.
Only Qin Xuan, except for his gray hair, was no longer human.
It was as if there were only white bones left in his body, riddled with holes, and his vitality was almost on the verge of extinction.
"Qin Changqing, you are immortal. You think you are supreme. In fact, you are no different from the lost dog!"
"Why do you live forever? Why do you become the Qing Emperor?"
It was as if a voice rose from the bottom of my heart, entered my mind, and swayed the last trace of life.
Finally, Qin Xuan opened his eyes. He looked at the ferocious faces in front of him and at the ruined Longchi Mountain.
He stood up slowly, like a skeleton, and looked at the group of people.
Those pains are engraved in the heart, burning flesh and blood, breaking bones and muscles, losing arms, and heartbroken...
Qin Xuan said nothing, he just glanced at the sky lightly.
"Thousands of evils are applied to my body, and I feel all the pain!"
"This state of refining the mind is a little bit of a level one or two. Unfortunately, compared to the eighteen levels of hell and the ten palaces of Yama, it is only a little different!"
"Huantian, it's really not easy for you to achieve this step with your lingering strength and this mind-training state!"
"But you look down on me too much!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, looking at the many faces that he had never forgotten in his heart.
"I, Qin Changqing, have no shame and no fear, and a calm mind means peace of mind."
"Compared to the reality of those three thousand illusion worlds and illusions, this so-called illusion is simply as gravel as a fairy mountain."
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and his fingers, which had dry bones, like charcoal, gently touched the void in front of him.
Following him, a wisp of breeze came out of the sea of consciousness and entered the fingertips, all kinds of prosperity, the world of Longchi...
Disappear!
His shoulders and back were restored to their original state, and his body was as before, but his face was slightly red, and then blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
"I moved a little bit of Emperor's Thought and hurt his Supreme Thought. It's time for you to come out, right?"
Qin Xuan's body shook, shaking the blood from the seven orifices into nothingness.
His eyes were calm, and suddenly thousands of rays of light condensed in front of him.