Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Eight Swords Killing Thousands of Arrogances!
The sea of chaos.
The huge crimson waves rolled, ten feet high, one hundred feet high, one level covering the other. It seemed like a dragon or snake was roaring, turning the river over and turning the sea, setting off boundless waves and demonic waves.
The blood-colored sea water surged, and the tides on both sides of the bank were surging. I could only see what was in front of me, but not the horizon.
Xia Mang stood on the edge of the coast, carrying a Qianqiu Sword on his back. The wind blew up, fluttering his green shirt, and his hair danced, covering his handsome features, making them look increasingly hazy.
One person, one sword, standing on the bank of the chaotic sea of demons.
Behind him, there are vast mountains, and in front of him, waves of blood rise into the sky. He stands in the middle, like a painting, and he stands in the middle, with a transcendent charm.
The separation of movement and stillness is like yin and yang, like a Tai Chi diagram, with Xia Mang standing with his sword behind his back as the central "pole".
"Fourth child, I hope you can walk out of hell alive."
Xia Mang looked at the dark red sea water with deep eyes. The fourth child, Xia Jie, was killed by a powerful figure from Bodhi Yuansa Sect. He thought that the fourth child was dead, but he did not expect that there would be an unexpected surprise this time.
But the fourth child is trapped in the underworld, and whether he can come out alive is still unknown.
The Road to the Underworld is the legendary road to hell. Living things cannot cross the path of the dead. Once you fall into it, you will naturally become dead.
Although Xiao Liuli said that it was the road to hell, and that as long as one passed through many tribulations, one could come out alive, others said that it was the road to heaven, which could break taboos and blockades and directly transcend.
But no matter which one it is, it is a dead end for Xia Jie, and there is no hope of survival.
If he could get out of the underworld alive, Xia Jie should be strong enough, and he might not need himself when he goes to seek revenge against the Bodhi Yuan Sect again.
"It's a pity that I didn't get to go to hell."
Xia Mang was a little regretful. The Huangquan Road, also known as the Road to Heaven among the world, is said to be able to break the taboo blockade and transcend, and it is expected to surpass Fuyao and aspire to the top.
"Taboo, transcendence!"
Xia Mang said to himself, his eyes cold and silent. To this day, he still doesn't know quite what taboos are and what "detachment" means, but he has a vague hunch that breaking taboos and transcending will be a very important part of spiritual practice.
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But he can't step into Huangquan Road, he will miss this baptism.
"Since you can't get to the underworld, then find another way." He said to himself, looking at a high mountain in the distance. It was a towering mountain, so high that you couldn't see its top.
Forgetting Mountain!
This is a magical mountain, ancient and vicissitudes of life, containing many secrets of strange mountains and ancient places.
Rumor has it that only by achieving the "ultimate demon" state, truly forgetting one's feelings, being helpless, and only the devil, and achieving an unparalleled true demonic nature, can one climb to the top of the Mountain of Forgetfulness and enlighten the world.
The ultimate demon, that is the real demon, completely forgetful of emotion, lawless, selfless and supreme. It is a kind of demonic state, free and easy to look at the way of heaven.
Throughout the ages, how many people are qualified to be called "the ultimate devil"?
Very few.
And the most familiar person to the world is probably the "human demon", because the human demon was born at the end of the mythical age, about 100,000 years ago, leaving behind too many legends and "relics".
Even this chaotic demon sea is likely to be the resting place of human demons.
A human demon is a "supreme demon", the supreme demon! That is already the ultimate "demon". He has aspired to the supreme demonic path, but the demon master rises and falls, turns his hand to wind and thunder, and turns his hand to the sky.
The Supreme Demon of Demonic Way!
The Wangqing Mountain in front of us is surrounded by boundless demonic power. It is magnificent, majestic, and profound. If ordinary people come close, they will inevitably be "demonized" and become "demon spirits". They will lose themselves and can't do anything they want.
Can be controlled by the demonic will of Wangqing Mountain.
Therefore, this Wangqing Mountain is also a forbidden area, and few living beings dare to approach it.
But Wangqing Mountain is very strange. The majestic evil spirit sometimes becomes restrained and disappears. At that time, Wangqing Mountain is no different from an ordinary mountain.
Of course, what is a little strange is that after the demonic intention subsides, there will be a layer of sad atmosphere surrounding Wangqing Mountain, vague, like clouds or fog, not deep in the bones, but touching people's hearts.
It was like a graceful woman weeping softly, with clear tears on her face, gentle and sad.
"Forgetting Love Mountain, Forgetting Love!"
Xia Mang murmured, according to legend, there was a woman on the shore of the Chaos Demon Sea. She looked at the boundless sea and shed tears all day long, even shedding tears of blood.
Blood-colored tears dripped into the chaotic demon sea, and the chaotic demon sea was gradually dyed into a dark red color.
Therefore, in the legend, the Chaos Demon Sea is the blood and tears of one person.
And that rumor is not over yet, there is a follow-up.
The woman had been crying, dyeing the chaotic sea of demons red without even realizing it. She was sobbing like a demon, with a kind of demonic sadness. After a long time, she disappeared, but there was a mountain.
Forgetting Mountain!
There is a sequel to the legend, but it is not known to the world after that.
From a distance, Wangqing Mountain looks very much like a woman. She seems to have been waiting there for eternity, looking at the chaotic sea of demons without saying a word. Only the majestic demonic meaning and refreshing sadness remain unchanged through the ages.
"Forgetting Love Mountain, I think it is more appropriate to call it Infatuation Mountain." Xia Mang said to himself: "There are heartless women in this world, but there are also infatuated beauties..."
Speaking of which, he has come across many beauties in his twenty-plus years of life, but the only ones that can really make his heart flutter are Yin Xianxian, who is sitting alone at the top of Kunlun, and Su Qingmeng of Lingyun Sect.
Even Yun Xiandie, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the world, he has never taken it to heart.
It's a pity that the two women he loved were both heartless. One gave up everything and pursued swordsmanship all her life, while the other was even more ruthless, stepping on his dignity and even his life to climb to the top of Kunlun and overlook the world.
"I actually met two such women. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune." Xia Mang laughed at himself.
Ten times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. To be honest, he felt that his life was really miserable and miserable.
"It's so sad." Xia Mang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked at the demonic aura lingering around Wangqing Mountain and said to himself: "When will I meet such a woman...well, maybe it will never be possible."
In fact, he had never longed for the position of emperor, nor had he thought that one day he would reach the top of his cultivation, conquer the world, and be the supreme martial artist. What he wanted was just a beloved woman, hand in hand, hiding in the mountains and rivers, and living a happy life.
Happy days.
Hiding in Nanshan and living at ease for thousands of years was what he had longed for.
But later, all this was shattered by Yin Xianxian himself, forcing him to walk step by step to where he is today.
"It's all gone, they are all passers-by."
He shook his head, and the emotions in his eyes gradually converged. He looked towards the mighty Wangqing Mountain. He was silent for a moment and then walked away.
If he misses Huangquan Road, he can no longer miss Wangqing Mountain.
He wants to climb Mount Wangqing!
"The road to the devil." He raised his head, his eyes were dark and filled with boundless darkness, and he said slowly: "It's right at my feet!"