The Three Causes run through life throughout life. Those who have gone cannot be chased, but those who have come can stay. It is just like a river flowing eastward. If you cannot hold it, you cannot stop it, and you will never return.
Theoretically it should be like this.
But there are many people in this world who are cultivators who can reach the gods. Not to mention making the river flow backwards, even making the entire river stand up can do it.
The Three Causes of Life Cultivation and Enlightenment Ritual is a magical power developed based on the research efforts of the ancestors of the Shenxiao Sect. Like the distorted senses of the Four Wind Wheel Manifestation of the Dao Ritual, it also has no killing power.
It has only one effect, to confuse cause and effect.
To use a simple analogy, for example, if the caster is destined to be accidentally hit by a truck when he goes out tomorrow, then through his unremitting efforts——
He can die on the spot in the next second, including but not limited to trucks falling from the sky, trucks breaking into the door, trucks in hot pursuit, etc.
Being hit anytime is a terrible thing. After all, the probability of being hit by a truck and being reincarnated in a different world is too low. Therefore, the focus of the research of the founders of the Shenxiao Sect has been on how to avoid being hit, that is, to reverse the established
Cause and effect.
It's a pity that before they could study it thoroughly, the Shenxiao sect reincarnated first.
There are many people who have whims and want to overdraw the future and take shortcuts. However, the tragic endings of their deaths prove that the advantages they take in the cause and effect will eventually be paid back in the form of cause and effect. Over time, this magical power becomes useless and useless.
It's a pity to abandon it because it's tasteless. Few of the ten altar masters in the Wu Sheng Sect would go out of their way to learn it.
Except Sikongjian.
Katcha.
As the Taoist ceremony took shape, there was a clear cracking sound in everyone's mind, and then everything that had been stagnant resumed movement, but the speed became faster and faster, as if the fast forward button had been pressed.
, the sun rises and the moon sets alternately rapidly, and mirages appear one after another!
Sikong Jian was bathed in the divine light, and his body began to crack. The three-color divine light condensed into countless mysterious characters and penetrated into the cracks, quickly repairing the damage.
In him, destruction and immortality, death and rebirth, reached a strange balance.
Now is the time for him to become a god.
"I am the place of Tao, I am the embodiment of reason..."
The third eye between Sikong Jian's brows suddenly burst into brilliance, roaring loudly: "I!! I am the sky!!!"
His aura broke through the sky, and beyond the ninth level of the sky, a long golden staircase suddenly extended to his feet!
Peng!
A dull sound like a drum resounded through the sky. Sikong Jian did not hesitate at all and stepped heavily on the steps. The granulation on the wound on his right shoulder squirmed, and soon a brand new arm grew!
The first step is to regenerate the severed limb and complete the physical body.
Peng!
Sikong Jian did not stop and went up a level again. The severe pain that suddenly came from the spiritual platform made him almost faint. After a brief period of unconsciousness, he managed to hold on with his strong willpower.
The trembling of his legs gradually subsided. When he raised his head again, various shadows began to appear behind him. These shadows shaped themselves into a small world, almost the prototype of a dojo.
The second step is to gather the spirit and enter the Tao, and combine the three fields with the spirit.
Everyone on the ground was so shocked by this brilliant power that they could not speak. Wang Ren also stood there blankly. He always felt that this scene seemed familiar to him. As he looked at it, he suddenly shrank and said in disbelief: "Illusion Heart Tribulation?! He
We are about to break through to the level of refining the gods!"
Wu Qing turned his head blankly: "Isn't it true that only warriors at the peak of the fourth grade will encounter the phantom heart tribulation?"
"I don't know why he was able to activate it in advance, but this is definitely a catastrophe of the illusory mind!" Wang Ren became more and more certain the more he looked at it, "It is said that everyone's tribulation of the illusory mind is different. Perhaps for Sikong Jian, his inner desire
It means ascending to heaven, so Huan Xin Jie lowered the ladder to help him realize his great ambition."
"If he can really complete this long step, it means that he has been recognized by the heaven. At this point, his body is flawless and he has completely escaped into the realm of a master!"
After hearing this, Wu Qing couldn't help but look ashen and murmured: "No wonder Lord Five Dou Xing has been reluctant to take action. This monster has the ability to trigger the catastrophe of the illusory heart..."
If there is something in the world that even the great masters of Lian Shen Guan are afraid of, then the Huanxin Tribulation will definitely rank among the top three.
No matter how majestic those world-famous masters are now, who did not escape a narrow escape when they experienced the phantom heart tribulation? The assessment issued by the law of heaven is not so easy to accept, and the dangers in it are simply unimaginable to outsiders.
Heaven is still easy to talk to on weekdays. Ordinary people who are in a bad mood and say something like "I want to seal heaven" will not suffer any divine punishment.
Only the Illusion Heart Tribulation, as the last test for transformation from mortal to saint, does not tolerate any fraud, especially for those at the peak of the fourth rank and above. If the distance is too close, it is easy to be implicated.
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If you can't resist, you will be like a fish jumping over the dragon's gate. If you can't resist, there is a high probability of death and destruction. There is no reason. This is a blessing and a disaster, so it is said to be a calamity.
Wu Qing and Wang Ren looked at each other, and they could see deep fear in each other's eyes.
The Illusion Heart Tribulation has come out, so Sikong Jian should have few opponents in the Refining Pass.
Those above the third level cannot easily attack him, and those below the third level cannot defeat him. This is the most annoying thing.
Wu Qing scratched his head irritably: "Is there really nothing we can do..."
Wang Ren smiled bitterly and said: "Don't be too pessimistic, maybe he himself fell into the catastrophe of the illusion of the heart."
"What if I didn't die?"
"Then...just wait until death."
"I didn't expect that I wouldn't even have a confidante next to me in the end. I'm really unwilling..."
"It's so noisy! Do you think I want to die with you!!"
At the same time, in the sky, Sikong Jian was almost halfway through the journey.
Different from the initial devastation, now he had to breathe for a long time every time he climbed a step, and before he knew it, his temples were stained with hoarfrost.
There is a price to pay for grafting karma and stealing heavenly secrets. With his current level of cultivation, it is too reluctant to survive the tribulation of the illusory heart, and he is almost reaching his limit.
It's time!
Sikong Jian stopped and cast his gaze in the direction where the flying boat fell. He raised his palm slightly, and a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the water. When Princess Youqing was alive, he had no way to deal with her, but it was different after she died. He could finally start digging for her.
My secret.
But he had been tinkering for a long time with no results. He frowned and his third eye burst out with a bright silver light, sweeping straight towards the river.
What's going on, where are the people...
Sikong Jian's face became increasingly ugly. He raised his hand with one palm, and waterspouts of different sizes rose up from the churning water, reaching straight into the sky!
The water level was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was about to pass over the wreckage of the spaceship.
"Let's see how long you can hide!"
At this moment, a huge iron chain that even five people could hold together cut through the water, broke through several waterspouts, and hit the heavenly steps heavily!
"Ouch!!"
A deafening beast roar was heard, and suddenly there was a strong wind and thunder, and the sky-covering water curtain rising in the sky slowly opened to both sides.
Only then did Sikong Jian see the true appearance of this ferocious beast. It had a white head and a green body, ferocious fangs on its lower jaw, and a golden bell on its snub nose. It was a monster ape!
"Zheng Tiangong! How dare you, an old turtle like you, stop me?!"
……
On the other side of the river, deep inside a residential house.
"It's really unreasonable. A mere cult monster dares to insult my close friends and relatives! Old Zheng, show him some color!"
"Fart! I'm crippled and you still support me? You're still not a human being!"
"Your attitude towards your savior is too rude! By the way, Miss Jing, how is the princess doing?"
"Still unconscious, probably falling into what she called aphansia."
"It's really tricky..."
The small inner courtyard was crowded with wounded people from the princess's mansion. Everyone was in a state of panic, but they still tried their best to raise a water curtain to separate the inside and outside. Ning Yan was sitting by the well, his hair still dripping with water, and his fingers were caressing it unconsciously.
With the Order of the Water Lord of the Ten Directions.
He originally wanted to use the water tunnel to fake his death and play a role of a golden cicada escaping from its shell, but he never expected to be caught out in seconds, and his plan to wait for Si Tianjian to rescue him failed.
Sure enough, in the face of absolute strength, all cleverness is meaningless...
"Hello."
Ning Yan came back to his senses for a moment, looked down and saw the semi-paralyzed Zheng Tiangong grabbing the hem of his clothes.
"You, how on earth did you extract my Dharma..."
"They say it's a secret method."
Zheng Tiangong didn't delve into it any further. He felt the location of the Golden Tower with his heart in mind, "I really don't know where you come from with so many crooked ways."
Ning Yan curled his lips: "It's just a Dharma image. Why don't you lend it to me for fun? You won't be so stingy, right? Besides, if I didn't do that at that time, everyone would have died."
"That's not what I meant."
Zheng Tiangong sighed, suddenly slammed the floor hard, and said bitterly: "I only have one request, beat me to death!"
Ning Yan was startled, then put his head on his forehead and said with a smile, "That's exactly what I meant."
While the two were talking, another natural disaster occurred at the ferry, and a new round of offensive was about to strike.
"I don't have time to chat with you."
Ning Yan stood up, flipped his wrist, and a glass sign appeared out of thin air in his palm. On the front of the sign, a vivid ape head was outlined with a few strokes, which looked both physical and spiritual.
He looked back at the water curtain. Although he couldn't see the scene clearly, he knew that Zhu Miaoer and the princess were there.
The bewilderment of the system is still in my ears, and at this moment, the unspeakable seasonal movement comes to my mind again.
All or nothing...
There was a warm touch in the palm of his hand. Ning Yan held the glass tablet tightly, placed it gently on his chest, and whispered in an inaudible voice: "The decision is yours..."
"Hengjiang Wuzhiqi."
The Liuli Pai sank into his body in the blink of an eye. At the other end of the river, the monster ape's figure surged again, and two balls of fire suddenly ignited in his lantern-sized eyes!
The perfect Dharma image, the finishing touch!
At the same time, Ning Yan's eyes gradually turned into scarlet red eyes, and the escaped true energy wrapped around his arms, condensing into two translucent iron rope shadows.
"Zheng Tiangong."
"What's wrong?"
"Your Dharma images are really exciting."
"The best thing you can say is the Dharma!"
Ning Yan laughed and put his hand on his face, and his facial features immediately changed.
This familiar and handsome face made Zheng Tiangong confused and hesitantly said: "You...didn't you lose your illusory face in the formation palace?"
"Yes, the one Miss Jing gave me was lost." Ning Yan glanced at him sideways, "This one is mine."
"Yes, it's yours? What do you mean..."
Before Zheng Tiangong could figure it out, Ning Yan disappeared.
On the other side, Sikong Jian found the hiding place of everyone without much effort. With his huge spiritual will as support, his every move can trigger the celestial phenomena. With a push of his palms, the river will set off huge waves, which are overwhelming.
Press forward.
This rolling torrent that destroys everything is enough to make anyone fall into deep powerlessness, but there is a figure rushing up to meet it.
He shook one arm, and at the same moment, the demonic ape waved the long chain in his hand again.
Boom!!
The sonic boom produced by the long chain resounded across the sky, and a black line first appeared in the space, like a stroke drawn by a drunken immortal, but it penetrated deeply. In an instant, the surging waves were divided into two by this black line. The iron cable crosses the river, breaking the tide with a whip!