One is pure "evil", which is completely condensed from the evil thoughts in the heart, and the other is reason, which can also be said to be self-consciousness. The two selves are fighting against each other in the mind. One wants to completely occupy the mind, and the other is.
Guarding firmly, this pure mental confrontation is similar to split personality.
At this moment, Kong Laosan's own consciousness has been completely immersed in his mind. Looking from the outside, he can see blue clouds billowing in the sky. Among them, the Taoist is sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his brows tightening and loosening, and his face shows joy.
Anger, sadness, joy and other different emotions, even the breath in the whole body is tumbling.
The two wills were fighting in the mind. Although they were evenly matched for a while, as time went by, under the blessing of endless thoughts in the attic of the Dry Skeleton Building, the Taoist's whole mind gradually moved in the direction of "evil" thoughts.
sink.
The Taoist was already very satisfied with this result. He thought that when he first encountered that "good" thought, he had no resistance at all. With just one encounter, his whole mind had been completely controlled.
After three hundred years of experience in the spiritually derived world of the pagoda, my mind seemed to have been cleansed and was not visible on weekdays. However, when I encountered this invisible power of thoughts again, I already had a certain ability to protect myself. I thought
At this point, the Taoist's heart suddenly relaxed.
However, the situation is critical at the moment. As his mind gradually sinks, Kong Laosan can't care much. The only trace of his will left controls his body. The green and purple robe that was originally suppressed by some kind of force gradually surges. On the robe, there is a faint spiritual light.
The surge continued, and at a certain moment, a faint golden inscription suddenly appeared on the Taoist robe, and a huge "卍" character floated out. Then, a three-color lotus platform seemed to be born from nothingness, and quietly landed in front of it.
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At the moment when the three-color lotus platform was born, deep in my mind, a faint melody of Sanskrit Zen chant slowly spread out from the three-color lotus platform. The sound was loud and clear, making people relax unconsciously. It was almost completely enveloped.
The "evil" thoughts are like a mouse seeing a cat, they are wiped out in an instant.
As all the "evil" thoughts were eliminated, in the void, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes, and his originally perverse expression gradually returned to calm. Above the palm of his hand, a three-color lotus platform the size of Sumeru was quietly lingering, green, red,
The three colors of black tightly wrapped the lotus stamen in the center. As the power of the Taoist's spiritual thoughts slowly invaded, at the center of the lotus stamen, the power of two completely opposite thoughts was slowly reflected in the spiritual thoughts.
One good and one evil, two pure thoughts were firmly locked by the three-color lotus platform, and could not cause any disturbance. However, Kong Laosan knew clearly that once these two thoughts were released, I am afraid that the entire human world would suffer an unprecedented catastrophe.
Even thousands of times more terrifying than the plague.
Thinking of this, the Taoist sighed slightly, made secrets with his hands, and murmured an unknown secret in his mouth. He gently tossed his palms, and the three-color lotus platform that was originally floating on the palm of his hand swayed slightly, and suddenly melted into the purple Taoist robe.
After doing all this, the Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes slightly, and immediately fell on the withered skeleton ship floating quietly in the blood river below. After thinking about it, he fell directly downwards.
Until this moment, the Taoist was surprised to find that the ship below did not seem to be an independent existence. On the edge of the ship's side, countless lines were connected with the blood river below. Perhaps because of too long time, the entire ship with bones had completely merged with the blood river below.
In order to be one body, almost regardless of each other, if you want to put away this skeleton ship, you must refine it together with this million-mile river of blood. It is undoubtedly impossible for Kong Laosan today.
Realizing this, the Taoist secretly thought it was a pity, but the next moment he seemed to think of something again, and looked towards the attic in the center of the ship, with a little bit of strange color in his eyes.
Being able to lock this monstrous "evil" thought is undoubtedly a valuable treasure, but it is not an easy task to dismantle this bronze loft. After about half an hour, the Taoist could only sigh.
With a sway of his body, he walked towards the stern of the ship. As the surrounding formations swayed slightly, the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace. As for the skeletal ship and the bronze attic above, they had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, the Taoist who has stepped into Ji City does not know that the entire abandoned land has gradually become a place of death. As the power of the ominous monument spreads rapidly, the entire human earth is like a beast forced to a dead end, moving towards the surroundings.
Everyone fled in the primitive ancient forest. But all of this has nothing to do with Taoists.
Jicheng was the capital of Qizhou in Yanzhao a thousand years ago. When he first arrived at this city, the Taoist unconsciously recalled the scene when he came to rob the tomb with Yu Chuanhua. Thinking of Yu Chuanhua, Kong Laosan naturally thought of it.
The two women from the Yinbiao clan who were accompanying them at the beginning have disappeared along with Yu Chuanhua since the essence and blood of the gods and demons were divided. Even when the Yinbiao clan suffered a catastrophe, there was no trace of them.
I don’t know where I went.
Thinking like this, the Taoist has arrived deep in Jicheng. As the burial place of the former dynasty, the entire Jicheng has mountains and rivers and few people. Not long after, a turbid river appeared in front of the Taoist.
The giant turbid river of more than thirty miles is like a tree branch stretching across the earth, splitting into countless strands at the end of the line of sight. The river water is dark yellow, extremely calm, and there are no waves on the water. The entire land is split into countless pieces, and each piece of land is split into countless pieces.
Above, there is a pitch-black peak of more than 300 feet, which is shrouded in gray mist and cannot be seen clearly.
This Zhuo River is not unfamiliar to Kong Laosan. It is the Liudan River. According to rumors, this river is condensed from the blood of the real demon and can sink all tangible things. However, at this moment, with the Taoist's knowledge, he naturally understands this.
This statement is extremely absurd. To be precise, it should be that this flowing river has no buoyancy.
As for why the Liudan River has no buoyancy, Kong Laosan doesn’t know this, but he has a vague guess in his mind that it should be related to the Yin Tide Space. The Liudan River and the Yin Tide Space are connected to each other. I think there are some of myself in this turbid river.
Unknown secrets.
Thinking of this, the Taoist didn't care. He flipped his palm and a small boat, which was completely bone white and engraved with runes, like an exquisite handicraft, landed on his palm. At the same time, a faint coercion spread out without reservation.
Negative emotions of coldness, bloodthirsty, and cruelty linger around.
The Demon Bone Spirit Boat was originally gifted to him by Yu Chuanhua, but now he just happens to be using it.
Under the stimulation of the spiritual power in the body, the originally palm-sized demon bone spirit boat suddenly swelled to a size of three feet. As the Taoist stepped a little closer, the whole person had already landed on the spirit boat. Accompanied by the sound of Dumb's chirp, he suddenly
One person and one crane in the boat turned into a stream of light and sped towards the depths of the Liudan River.