In a daze, he knew that he was already unconscious, and he was already motionless, but for some reason, he actually recalled the words of the old man Ge a long time ago, especially one of them: And asked the Bodhisattva why he sat upside down, only sighing that the salient beings refused to turn back!

Yes, you think there are many paths to choose from, but there are already many invisible walls around you. These invisible walls block your so-called multiple path choices, and in the end, there is only one way for you!

Although there is only one way to go, it is not a dead end. If you want to turn this seemingly dead road into a living road, it depends on how you walk and how you operate.

Monkey King, havoc in the Heavenly Palace, how majestic and domineering, but in exchange for the 500-year-old prison under the Five Fingers Mountain! It's just that who really knows that 500 years of time is the beginning of another game. Perhaps, when this stone monkey jumped out of the stone, a well-planned game had already begun to be staged.

In the ethereal time, why is it bitter, and why is it happy? Bitter for the bitterness in the game? Joy and joy in the game? Perhaps, the bitter thing is that there is only one way to choose. I was glad to see a little light in that road.

In fact, we have been rejoicing in the bitterness of the road in front of us, bitter and joyful, bitter and joyful. But should we sometimes look back or walk back?

Back?

Maybe many people have thought about turning back, but that obsession has made their thoughts of turning back disappear without a trace. Even if it doesn't disappear, it is deeply buried in the deepest and deepest part of the soul by the obsessive heart in his heart.

Because, even if they thought about turning back, no one really pulled back from the precipice. There are people who have reined in the precipice, and that is also rare. In my eyes, there are too few people who can restrain themselves from the precipice, as rare as the precious giant panda, and they are almost all about to be extinct.

The Great Sage understands that the golden hoop stick in his hand cannot reach the sky, and he cannot enter the ground, and there is no so-called Monkey King, some are just little monkeys that popped out of the naughty stones back then, so the Great Sage became a Buddha!

The Great Sage understands, but how many people can understand like the Great Sage that the golden rod in their hands cannot go to heaven and earth! Less, too little, really less, pitifully few!

Although there is only one path, there are countless directions for you to choose from. Is it true that there will be the same fate in any direction? No one knows, no one has ever confirmed it. Because, no matter who you are, you are all insiders. So who is the outsider, in fact, there are no outsiders in this world. People who seem to be outsiders are actually in another puzzle.

Some people asked, why didn't Mantian come to guide us in the maze?

Mantian will not save anyone, only we can save ourselves, and only we can change.

Sing a drunken song: What is the use of heaven and earth? What is the use of Fengyue? You can't eat or drink. What is the use of fine dust? What's the use of change? What's the use of a stick?

......

Mango shoes and hats for thousands of years, travel in the sky for eternity, walk with songs, forget between things and me, and be at ease......

The ancient bell is still ringing, the wellbore is still turning, and he asks why the Bodhisattva sits upside down, only sighing that the sentient beings refuse to turn back!

......

Just when the idiom Fan was in a coma, in his real world, he was already fighting heartily.

Just as the Little Dragon Crystal Lion King was about to retreat, Qingzhi's pretty face was already cold, and he instantly waved the long sword in his hand, and a huge cyan wind blade shot out from the tip of the sword, slashing down like lightning, and slammed heavily on the former's body.

Suddenly, the former was a spark flying.......

"Woo!" Receiving a heavy blow, the little dragon crystal lion king's giant mouth let out a terrible scream, only to see the back of it. That layer of crystalline defense was unceremoniously split out of an extremely hideous crack by Qingzhi.

"Okay, you damn woman, you should hurt my son, today, this king will not spare you, and will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!" At the moment after Qingzhi made a move, above the sky, the fierce dragon crystal flames also spit down.

The angry roar of the Dragon Crystal Lion King can be said to be resounding in the sky.

"Huh, huh?"

Leng snorted.

Qingzhi Yu's hand rotated slightly in front of him, and a violent cyan tornado suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and in a violent rotation, he suddenly threw the overwhelming dragon crystal flames far away.

Immediately, the sword under his feet was raised slightly, holding the unconscious idiom Fan with one hand, and his body retreated sharply in mid-air. And in the midst of this sharp retreat, the strange long sword in his hand danced in a more weird arc than the other, and in an instant, the long sword trembled suddenly, and a cold shout came from Qingzhi's ruddy little mouth: "Wind roll, extreme wind kills!"

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the little dragon Crystal Lion King, his huge head shook slightly, and the light of Crystal Blossom once again filled the sky.

However, just as the Dragon Crystal Lion King was about to use his strongest strength to take over Qing Zhi's devastating attack that had destroyed its sharp corners, Qing Zhi raised the imperial sword under his feet slightly, and the long sword in his hand was quickly put into the scabbard, and his body turned around, and he disappeared into the sky with a few flashes of the idiom.

"What a cunning human!

Seeing that Qingzhi suddenly turned around and retreated, the Dragon Crystal Lion King, who was the king, realized that he had been tricked. At this moment, the crystal on the surface of the body slowly converged, roaring angrily, and endured in the mountains for a long time.

Ignoring the faint roar, Qingzhi was holding the idiom Fan almost like a meteor catching the moon, and kept flying towards the outside of the center of Tang Demon Forest.

After a long time, it wasn't until he left the center of the Tang Demon Forest that he found a hidden place and slowly descended.

When landing in an extremely secret dense forest, Qingzhi hurriedly put down the idiom Fan in his arms. He looked at the idiom Fan, who was already unconscious, and was very surprised. At the same time, she also felt a power in Xiyu Fan's body in addition to her strength, and that power ......

Feeling the power, Qingzhi couldn't help but exclaim: "What a domineering energy, what did this guy do in the hole?"

At this moment, lying on the cold ground, the idiom Fan was already blackened all over, like burned coal. At the same time, unconsciously, he kept pulling his clothes and opening his mouth. And when he opened his mouth, he spit out mouthfuls of hot air.

Not to mention anything else, just this heat...... The temperature was also quite high.

Despite this, the idiom Fan still has a rather painful appearance, and from time to time he shrinks his body. Looking at such an idiom Fan, Qing Zhi couldn't help but worry in her heart, and after a moment of silence, she flashed behind the idiom Fan, and the jade hand reached out flat, gently sticking to the back of the idiom Fan like a furnace.

Qingzhi exhaled slowly, her beautiful eyes gradually closed, and the Wuqi in her body, which was rushing like the sea, also flowed down her arm and poured into Idiom Fan's body very quickly and evenly.

Qingzhi's spiritual power has been raised to the Qiless stage, and of course, it is not comparable to the spiritual power of the idiom Fan Nayuan's spiritual stage.

Under Qingzhi's control, Di Wuqi, who had just entered Idiom Fan's body, quickly occupied all the meridians of Idiom Fan, temporarily replacing the spiritual power in Idiom Fan's body.

The original crimson spiritual power Yuan Ling was gradually driven into the dantian in the abdomen, and another space was opened up in the dantian to temporarily store them.

Maybe all this seems to be very troublesome, but for a soul suppressing saint master, it is only a matter of minutes.

After arranging the origin spiritual power of Idiom Fan, Qing Zhi put his mind on the crystal energy that seeped out from all directions from inside Idiom Fan's body.

In the face of this unknown domineering energy, the strong wind attribute is incomprehensible, but there is no longer the slightest politeness.

The extremely strong wind attribute is Wuqi, and in the meridians of the idiom Fan, wisps of crystal energy are constantly driven out by it.

Although the energy of the crystal color is quite domineering, under the suppression of the almost endless army of wind attribute Wuqi, even if there is resistance at the beginning, the further it goes, the weaker the resistance becomes, until in the end, there is almost no resistance to fight back.

At the moment, he had to be driven like a group of lost dogs, constantly fleeing.

However, when fleeing, there is also a constant crystalline energy, fused into flesh and bones.

And every time the crystalline energy is integrated into the flesh, there will be a slight trace of crystalline color here, as if a mark has been drawn.

With the expulsion in all directions, after a while, all the crystalline energy in Idiom Fan's body, except for the flesh and bones, was completely forced to have no place to stay, and he could only hug each other into a fist-sized group of crystalline energy, trembling and looking at the wind attribute Wuqi from around him.

"Alright, bad guys, it's over......"

Outside, Qingzhi, who closed her eyes tightly, suddenly said softly.