If it were anyone else, no matter how high their cultivation level was, even if they were immortals and demons, they would never be able to withstand such terrible destruction.
However.
Gu Qingfeng's body has been tempered by the ancestral fire countless times, baptized by the endless trials of the Three Thousand Avenues, and reborn in Nirvana countless times. It may not be called immortal, but it is definitely the supreme body.
Every inch of skin, every acupoint, every meridian, and even every strand of hair is mysterious, mysterious, and ever-changing, comparable to the existence of a small world.
As the evil heart riots become more violent.
Natural seeds, Lone Star Tears, Nine Nether Fires, and even Endless Tai Chi Golden Pills are becoming more and more crazy.
now.
Gu Qingfeng felt like a balloon that was getting bigger and bigger and might explode at any time.
Although it is very painful, it is still bearable.
He has been practicing cultivation for five hundred years and has endured all kinds of pain. This little bit of torture is not a big deal to him.
He is not worried that his body will explode.
What really worried him was his own mind.
His originally boundless and vast abyss of silent mind was now in chaos, violent, ferocious, evil, ferocious and many other negative emotions were eroding crazily, just like unclear ants devouring his internal organs.
It was extremely uncomfortable and painful.
The mind is.
The spirit is even more distorted.
Consciousness gradually began to blur.
no!
If this continues, even if you can survive it, you will go crazy.
Think of this.
Gu Qingfeng did not dare to neglect, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and recited the scriptures...
"Great Pure Prajna, immeasurable free mind, cessation of life and selflessness, my Buddha deters the real demons...A's words are Wu, nose's name, A'bi's spirit, endless soul, sinful body, free mind..."
This is the Prajna Purification Mantra, which not only can purify all distracting thoughts in the mind, but can also be used to protect the mind from being corroded.
But it's completely useless.
No matter how much he recited the Prajna Purification Mantra, it was impossible to purify the distracting thoughts in his heart, nor to protect his chaotic mind. Not only that, his spirit became more and more distorted, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.
The only good thing is that his will has not wavered.
This is the last level.
Once the will is shaken.
The mind will be invaded by inner demons in an instant.
Gu Qingfeng guarded his will tightly, guarding it like this, no matter how confused his mind was, how twisted his spirit was, and his consciousness was blurred, he still clung to his will hard.
will.
This is probably what Gu Qingfeng is most proud of.
How many times have I been on the verge of life and death, how many times have I been lonely and helpless, how many times have I lost my identity, how many times have I gone crazy, but I have persevered through my unyielding will.
He never doubted his will.
This time is no exception.
Just stick to it.
Until his mind became numb and his mental consciousness became a mess, his will still persisted.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I seemed to hear a voice in the blur. It was very faint, but it was indeed a voice.
"They...discovered..."
"They... all... know... all know..."
"They...have been looking for you..."
"Be careful...the Posu people...be careful about them..."
"There are also Kasyapa observers... they... are looking for you..."
"Be careful... cause and effect... don't believe in cause and effect... it may... be their trap..."
"Be careful about your past life...don't trust him..."
"Be careful with yourself... don't trust yourself..."
"You...you have as many causes and effects as you have...past lives..."
"There are as many selves as there are...past lives...you have..."
The already weak voice seemed to become weaker and smaller, until it disappeared completely. The strange thing is that when the voice disappeared, the evil heart gradually stopped rioting inexplicably. At the same time, the seeds of nature, the Nine Netherworld,
Huo and Lone Star Tears also gradually returned to normal.
The small world of Zifu, which has turned into a mess, is like a clear sky after a rain. The breath of evil belonging to the mysterious heart disappears, the breath of life belonging to the seeds of nature disappears, the breath of burning belonging to the fire of the Nine Nethers disappears, and the breath of tears belonging to the lonely star disappears.
The breath of death has also disappeared.
The endless Tai Chi golden elixir no longer expanded. After stopping its operation, it slowly became still in various acupoints.
Everything is restored as before.
Including Gu Qingfeng's chaotic mind, twisted spirit, and vague consciousness gradually became clear.
Early in the morning.
Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. His silent eyes were filled with shock and horror as well as countless doubts and curiosity.
Although his consciousness was vague at the time, he was sure that the sounds he heard were not hallucinations.
No!
That's not a sound.
But a touch of spirit!
That's right! It's just a weird spirit.
That strange spirit came from Lone Star Tears. Gu Qingfeng immediately entered his Zifu Dantian again and explored Lone Star Tears.
Lone Star Tears has changed.
In the past, the Lone Star Tears were lifeless and dull, like a star stone that had lost its luster. But now, the Lone Star Tears are no longer lifeless and dull. On the contrary, there is still a layer of mysterious gray brilliance, just like a star that has lost its luster.
Like an inconspicuous star in the night sky, although it is still full of deathly silence, it gives people a more lonely feeling.
What made Gu Qingfeng feel helpless was.
He had never been able to see through this lone star tear before.
I still can't see through it now.
No mystery can be seen, and no mystery can be explored.
The only difference was that the Lone Star Tears gave him a familiar feeling before, but now the feeling was even stronger.
But I don’t know anything.
This feeling is very confusing, just like light suddenly appears in a dark world, but you don't know where the light is. No matter how bright the light is, you still don't know.
Look again.
Explore again.
It's a pity it's of no use.
Unseen, undetectable, undetectable.
Just visualize it.
I can't visualize it either.
Keep exploring, keep visualizing.
I don’t know how many times I have explored it, and I don’t know how many times I have visualized it.
The results are the same.
Nothing.
Finally, Gu Qingfeng gave up.
He sat back on his chair, took out a jar of peach blossom wine, raised his head and poured it down, took out another jar, poured it into a wine jug, and poured a glass.
Close your eyes and recall the faint voice from before in your mind.