Su Jing was taken aback by her, and before she could answer anything, the cat had already run away.

Just passing through?

I haven't seen it back for a long time.

Just passing through.

Su Jing retracted his thoughts, and sent his true knowledge far away to explore the sun in the distance.

Seventy-three days of rapid galloping, the desolate and depressed spirit rhino became clearer and clearer, and now it finally arrived at the place, which was the breath coming from the blazing sun ahead.

During the trip, Su Jing asked the Seventeen Wicked People, Yan Wuyu and Lie Xiaoer, and they couldn't detect anything, but the Golden Crow Little Yuan Shen felt the same as Su Jing, and he was often infected by that inexplicable anger, and there was unconsciously sadness in his eyes.

Although he was not completely sure, Su Jing could probably understand that the aura could only be received by the Golden Crow Pulse or the Yang Fire Descendant.

The scale of the scorching sun in front of him is huge, far from being comparable to Su Jing's hundred-mile golden wheel, and the radius is more than hundreds of thousands of miles, which is enough to nourish the real sun of several mortal worlds!

Su Jing is an 'insider', and his true knowledge goes straight to the depths of the scorching sun and the temple of fire.

The temple is magnificent, but there is no golden crow zài.

Entering this immortal sky, Su Jing has wandered for six Jiazi, seen some suns before and after, and has also entered the sky several times, but the real golden crow has never been encountered. After all, the universe is vast, and the number of golden crows is not too many, not that you can touch it if you want to, how many fairy swords travel the universe, and you can't see a single golden crow feather in ten thousand years.

The golden wheel in front was the same as what Su Jing had seen before, and the Sun Casting Crow had already left. The ownerless sun, but what is the sad aura that only the disciples of the Golden Crow can receive.

When it was because of the Yang Fire Fa Yuan for the true cultivation of the natal life, that sad aura really made Su Jing sad in his heart. So he didn't hesitate too much, and turned his heart mantra into his sleeve to collect the three-inch Xuanguang from the top of the little light, and then spread his wings and flew towards the sun.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, when Su Jing first met another stack, he was able to turn the little light top into a cloud of two zhang and a ball, and now he has more than four jiazi, and the sacrifice is deeper, and the little light top is in his sleeve and in his arms, all of which follow Su Jing's wishes. According to Su Jing's own estimates, with another Jiazi's sacrifice, he will be able to swallow Xiao Guangming Ding directly into his stomach with one mouth.

Hiding sleeves and swallowing stomachs looks the same. In fact, there is a difference between the two worlds: the former, a large piece of Lingzhou has become a small ball of light. It's just a deformation, the appearance has changed, the scale is smaller, and it's easier to carry, but the quality is still the same, heavy and unchanging, and when it can be swallowed in the stomach. That's a qualitative change. Sumeru mustard seeds can be changed at will. The small light top can also shuttle back and forth between 'being' and 'nothing', and this 'qualitative change' is also called nihilistic change.

After refining this heavy 'void change', what you want to do refining and pursuing is that the 'meaning' has changed. The real sun is both fire and the world, and the world of fire is nothing, and how can the world of fire be truly stored in the universe? When the 'Tibetan Truth' and the 'Spiritual Void' merge, it is the time when the refining day is completed.

The so-called Tibetan truth, which falls on Su Jing's state of mind, is the 'unity of heaven and man', and the spiritual void is the only self in his state of mind. It is not difficult to understand that the unity of heaven and man, whether man is the world or the world is man? There is a real world hidden in man, and there is also a person hidden in the world, and no matter who hides whom, hiding and being hidden are all truly existing;

Heaven and earth are heaven and earth, and man is man, but as far as heaven and earth are concerned, where have people gone? As far as man is concerned, where is the world?

As for the fusion of 'Tibetan Truth' and 'Spiritual Void', it falls on the realm of heart holding: 800 years of cultivation in a tattered bag, people enter nature, and everything returns to nothing and is born from nothing!

In fact, as far as refining the sun is concerned, Su Jing's state of mind is already complete, and the difference is only the heat and time. Back then, Su Jing's cultivation, every time he broke through the realm of concentration, he would attract the envy of Yang Saburo, but it was not Yang Saburo's deliberate stammering......

The golden wheel is huge, and the Dao flames erupt and shatter, turning into a hot and dry wind and a fierce force, sweeping thousands of miles, but no matter the flame or the Yanggang Heavenly Wind, it will not hurt the real Yang Huo disciple, being burned by this fire and blown by this wind, Su Jing only feels warm.

With a flash of firelight, the little golden crow god jumped out, jumped on Su Jing's shoulder, and enjoyed the warmth and comfort with the deity. Moving forward again, when entering the depths of the sun, the spiritual fire seemed to be able to distinguish that it was the same clan and clan, and the huge flames of the ten thousand feet of ruggedness were separated from side to side, and the two sides of the surging molten sea were separated, taking the initiative to make way for Su Jing.

Su Jing didn't stop, and went straight to the Golden Crow Temple in the center of the scorching sun, but when he was halfway there, his expression became strange: the scenery he found in his true knowledge did not match what he saw in front of him at all.

Don't say that immortals, that is, cultivators in the mortal world, also have spiritual sense, true knowledge, shallow is the sense of qi, the sense of heart and the sense of body are integrated, explore the surroundings at any time, as large as mountains and lakes, as small as a grass and a tree are reflected in the sea of knowledge, not clearer than seeing directly with the eyes, but the coverage is much broader.

In addition, the golden crow will also cast a yang fire temple in the process of casting the day, and the golden crow is a vein of 'good joy', no matter how the sun casts, the yang fire temple will definitely be built brilliantly and magnificently, and the scale of three or five thousand miles can only be regarded as a small door. When Su Jing was not in the hot sun, the true sense of exploration of the temple here was also the same as he had seen before, with a lofty atmosphere and a vast expanse.

True knowledge is projected and transformed into a large palace in the sea of knowledge, rolling flames, and guided by true knowledge, Su Jing should have entered the gate of the main hall by now...... But in the eyes, there is no temple, where is there a golden and red gate, only fire, endless enchanting and crazy swaying fire.

It's a pity that Yang Saburo can't be disturbed now, otherwise Su Jing really wants to ask her what the situation is.

The true sense is false, it is a 'illusion', the situation is quite strange Su Jing couldn't help but slow down, and the ninety-nine Gengjin sword feathers were scattered by him, quietly blending into the sea of fire around his body, and hiding invisibly to protect his surroundings.

Walking again, walking again, walking again, Su Jing passed through the tall city towers, Kuangkuo Square, and layers of halls in his true knowledge, but in fact, he only passed through the infinite flames...... In this way, he traveled seven thousand miles without hurry, until he came to the main hall of the Yang Fire Palace Divine Crow in his true knowledge, and finally something that was not a flame appeared in his eyes: the house.

With earthen walls and a tiled wooden roof, it looks like it is going to collapse at any moment. In Middle-earth, only the most barren and desolate villages have such houses.

Su Jing couldn't help but be surprised, he had always been able to distinguish the true knowledge around him and couldn't rely on it, and within the true knowledge, this was still a big hall with carved beams and paintings, so he simply said out loud: "Yang Huo Zhen Xiu is a junior Su Jing, who passed by the vicinity to receive the spirit of the main vein, and came to investigate, and took the liberty to come to the door to forgive me, if you can serve, please command, the younger generation will not dare to do it." ”

The spirit rhino he received before was so sad, Su Jing thought to himself, if the golden crow here needed help, he would definitely not refuse.

After waiting for a while, no one answered in the dilapidated mud house. Su Jing repeated the singing Mennonite again, but still no one paid attention, Su Jing didn't wait anymore, confessed in his mouth, stepped forward and cautiously pushed open the door.

When it comes to whole-body cultivation, Su Jing is fully vigilant, the situation is too wrong, he doesn't dare to be careless, but no matter how careful he is, it is useless, just the moment he opened the door, a strong light suddenly exploded in front of him, a sensational sound exploded in his ears, and a mighty wind was blowing around him!

In an instant, the dizziness that was so strong that Su Jing couldn't resist it hit him, his five senses and true consciousness were all blinded, and he didn't know where he was, and his body was even more uncontrollable, and he fell down heavily!

Falling, but it is by no means the feeling of falling down the cliff, it is more like in a dream, all the qiē are infinitely expanding, infinitely magnified, towering, only they are shrinking and sinking rapidly, and the indescribable fear instantly hollows out the heart and mind, and the body does not seem to exist anymore, the only thing left is fear, fear, fear.

Fortunately, this terrible feeling was only for a moment, and after three or five breaths, Su Jing suddenly felt that his body was stable, and the strong light, loud noise, and haunting wind dissipated...... The body is still there, the cultivation is abundant, the truth and the five senses are clear, and the little golden crow yuan god is still standing on his shoulder, but the ...... in front of him What a place again!

The scarlet scorched earth, the scarlet sky, this red is not as shocking as blood, nor as vigorous as the glow, or the red that envelops the world has the scorching sun in the glow, and there are also some blood-colored sharp and hideous, but more is death, I have never seen it, I can't accurately describe it in words, but it makes my heart tremble and my body is cold.

The lifeless red, the last glow red in the sky before the destruction of the world, the blood is about to solidify and turn into the last dying red that the world insists on before it is black and purple.

There is a sun in the sky, more than one, and as far as the eye can see, round after round of sun. Su Jing is a fairy, two litters of ants dry fight, he can know the number at a glance, one will not be more and one will not be less, but now he looks at the sky, and for a while he can't count how many suns are hanging in the sky here!

It's just that...... Unless the tengu eats the sun, the sun will always be round and bright, but the sun in the sky here is all mutilated and cracked, and the hideous and eye-catching cracks crawl all over the sky, and more are the remnants of the sun that are hooked and broken.

And not only 'remnants', those suns are not thriving, not blazing, and have no vitality, as if they have been extinguished and only warm charcoal ashes remain, finished, dead...... Dead sun.

The sun is dead, and only the last bit of ruined red remains, so the sky here is also ruined red.

Suddenly, half of the remnant sun couldn't hold on anymore, and after shaking it a few times, it fell from the sky and fell into the distance, Su Jing first felt a slight shock on the ground, and then saw the sand and dust rising from the place where the remnant sun fell......

For those who cultivate yang fire and are determined to refine the sun, the sky is full of dead and remnant sun, such a scene is too terrifying, and Su Jing lost his mind. It was a moment before he realized that he was standing in a scarlet, warm swamp, thin mud and soft swamp, and before he knew it, he was already knee-worthy.

The wings of fire unfolded behind him, and Su Jing flew upward, pulling himself out of the scarlet mire, and following the slight movement of his mind, he flew straight into the sky, so that he could have a bird's-eye view of the terracotta...... (To be continued......)