The blood stains are mottled like stars, and many are like long rivers, and soon Li Yuanzhi climbed to the ninety-three thousand steps, and his blood was mixed with the blood of the White Emperor, and there was a strange beauty. Because of the refining of the body, there was a little golden trickle in Li Yuanzhi's blood, which was intertwined with the purple blood of the White Emperor, and it was very beautiful.

Ninety thousand and one order, the Buddha stopped again, this time he had no choice. Driving the two who were bleeding forward, the Buddha was suddenly relieved.

The Buddha remembered a story he saw in the pagoda: the World Venerable used the power of the Black Clan's Brahma to make offerings to the Buddha with two acacia and sycamore flowers in his left and right hands. The Buddha summons the immortals, and the Brahman promises.

The Buddha said, "Put it down." ”

Fan Zhi then put down a flower in his left hand. The Buddha called the immortals again: "Put it down." ”

Fanzhi put down a flower in his right hand again. The Buddha called the immortals again: "Put it down." ”

Fanzhi said: "World-honored, my hands are empty today, what should I teach to put down?"

The Buddha said: "I don't teach you to let go of your flowers, you should let go of the outer six dusts, the inner six roots, and the middle six consciousnesses." There is no place to give up for a while, and it is a place where you are free from life and death. ”

Fanzhi is in the words of the realization of no life forbearance.

"Let go of the attachment in your heart and get the flowers to bloom forever, why not?" The Buddha suddenly had an epiphany, and the Buddhas and Buddhas behind him were prosperous, and they could move forward again, but the Buddha received the vision in a chic way and teleported away.

"Crazy monk, your little Buddha is enlightened, congratulations, why don't you drink it?" Seeing that the Buddha was enlightened, the old black man stared at the wine gourd on the crazy monk's waist and said.

"The fate is scattered, the original is empty, the fate gathers the fate to come to the wrong thing, how happy is there? Why is it happy?" I didn't expect the old monk to play a sharp edge, and he didn't understand it at all.

"I said stinky monk, if you are reluctant, you can't bear it, don't forget that the original version of the Diamond Sutra is still given to you by my master. "Although the old black man doesn't understand, the meaning is very clear, your Buddha can be enlightened, my master is meritorious, I can't drink too much.

The mad monk couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "You leper dog, who let you drink the Baihua Brew so quickly, and now you have no wine to drink and say that the monk and I am stingy, it is really half of the Confucianism in the world, and the other half is occupied by you!" Although he said ridiculous words, the crazy monk really took off the wine jug and poured wine into the empty wine jug of the old black man, but the cautious appearance seemed to be a great sin to sprinkle a drop.

The blood on the steps is like a galaxy, gold and purple are intertwined, like a long river of golden light.

Manpower is always exhausted, not to say how much perseverance people can harvest, just like the wheat harvest in autumn, no matter how hard you plant, the agricultural power of the land is limited, and the yield of wheat is also limited, and it cannot be easily broken through because of a person's will. The current White Emperor and Li Yuanzhi almost encountered the same problem, they were both exhausted, Bai Dizi stopped at the 98,000 steps, and Li Yuanzhi stopped at the 96,000 steps. Originally, the White Emperor should have been able to go up a thousand steps, but unfortunately, not long after he let go of his identity as the emperor, he took the old path of the Buddha and the Vermilion Bird Holy Maiden, and learned Li Yuanzhi's zigzag climbing method, wasting a lot of physical strength, otherwise he should have been able to go up a lot. It is estimated that Bai Dizi is thinking in his heart that since he has even let go of his identity, it is not a big deal to learn the good methods of others, and the strange thing is that Bai Dizi really feels a lot more relaxed, which may be the so-called psychological suggestion.

The stop of the two of them also heralded the end of the second level of the martial arts conference, but the referees below couldn't see the two of them being teleported down, and they were a little anxious.

At this time, Li Yuanzhi, with the bleeding fingers of his hands, clasped the floor tiles on it, and roared sadly in his heart: "Go up to the next level, let me go up to the next level, please let me go up to the next level!"

The old black man who was drinking in the distance suddenly stopped drinking, because his strength could completely see all of Li Yuanzhi's movements, and in Li Yuanzhi's eyes facing the ground, purple was almost all the colors of the entire eye!

Lao Heizi couldn't help but say to Li Yuanzhi Give up, it's no big deal, you are already very powerful.

But Li Yuanzhi didn't think so: "Grandpa, I will find you, Grandpa Heizi won't lie to me, I will definitely find you!" Li Yuanzhi struggled to get up and climb one step further, but his body seemed to be out of his control and did not obey the call.

And the White Emperor in the distance turned over with even more effort, and looked at Li Yuanzhi who was still struggling, he really had no strength, if it wasn't for the sword qi of the long sword, he could be directly teleported!

Stalemate, as if caught in a white-hot war. And with the continuous call in Li Yuanzhi's heart, the purple in his eyes instantly filled his pupils, and Li Yuanzhi suddenly stood up as if he had lost his soul, and there was no trace of white and black eyes in his pupils, only purple eyeballs, which were countless rushing purple silk threads when zoomed in.

"What is he doing?"

"Why is he still on his feet?"

"Could it be that he has been showing weakness before?"

"There's no need!"

"It's incredible!"

"It's shocking. ”

"See what he's doing?"

"How is it possible, how can he get his feet off the ground!"

"Is he going to travel on the path of the False Hallows to the heavens?"

"No, he's already done it. ”

The crowd below was once again shocked by this dark horse that had been unknown before, and they were shocked beyond measure, and they didn't know what to say. And Lao Heizi was the first to see that Li Yuanzhi was wrong, but soon other hidden powerhouses also noticed it.

"Is there another consciousness in your grandson?" the mad monk asked, but the old black man didn't give him an answer.

Li Yuanzhi can really fly, completely on his own, with strong spiritual power, to resist the qi!

The people below were surprised, but the White Emperor on the stage was frightened. Because when Li Yuanzhi flew above him in the air, he saw Li Yuanzhi's purple pupils, cold, ruthless, violent, and killing. Bai Dizi felt as if he had been seen through, Li Yuanzhi's eyes penetrated his body and directly saw the floor under him, and in Li Yuanzhi's eyes, Bai Dizi felt that Li Yuanzhi felt as if he was looking at a stone on the side of the road, a speck of dust under his feet, this is a look that his father didn't have back then!

Li Yuanzhi continued to fly, and at the same time, Li Yuanzhi, who was flying in the sky, seemed to have accidentally looked up and saw the vision of the White Emperor who was on par with Li Yuanzhi's vision, and frowned slightly, as if he didn't like it very much.

Then everyone in the square once again felt Li Yuanzhi's extreme sadness. Suddenly, a dragon roar came from the sky to wake everyone up from their grief, and when they looked up, at some point, there was an extra small mountain village in Li Yuanzhi's vision, and at the corner of a broken house in that small mountain village, there was a big black dog probing his brain secretly looking at the lonely back on the boulder. And the sound of the dragon moaning came from which black dog!

"Everyone below is shocked, why can the dog still groan?"

"Heh, have you ever heard of a vision that can be reborn a second time?"

Obviously, everyone saw that Li Yuanzhi's vision should have just awakened, and the vision that had just awakened had ushered in an unprecedented second extension, which was unbelievable. And with the re-evolution of Li Yuanzhi's vision, no matter how reluctant the White Emperor was, he was finally teleported. Because his vision has been completely suppressed by Li Yuanzhi's vision.

Li Yuanzhi, who was flying, quickly climbed to the top of the 100,000 steps, standing at the top, Li Yuanzhi frowned, looked around, as if talking to himself, and said thoughtlessly: "No." The voice was cold.

Then Li Yuanzhi lost consciousness and fell to the ground, the vision disappeared, Li Yuanzhi was also teleported, and the road to heaven was empty from then on, and the second level of the martial arts conference was over.

Li Yuanzhi woke up in a daze and woke up in the old sunspot's hunger and shaking, and when he saw Li Yuanzhi's normal pupils, the old sunspot seemed to be relieved, touched Li Yuanzhi's head and said, "You did a good job." ”

But Li Yuanzhi only responded to one sentence in his mind at this time, a cold word "no".

It took a while for Li Yuanzhi to react that he didn't find any clues about his grandfather on the way to heaven.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Black, I didn't find any clues about Grandpa. Li Yuanzhi opened his mouth with a crying voice.

"It's okay, get some sleep, you're tired. The old black man looked at Li Yuanzhi gently.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I tried my best. Li Yuanzhi was grief-stricken.

"Actually, there is no clue at all, I lied to you. Looking at Li Yuanzhi's sad appearance, the old black man was a little weak-hearted, but he was afraid that the more time passed, the more he would bring demons to Li Yuanzhi, so he still revealed the truth.

Li Yuanzhi, who was originally sad and crying, widened his eyes in shock when he heard this, he also doubted it, but he finally chose to believe it, but he didn't expect to be really deceived.

Now Li Yuanzhi just wants to say one sentence: "Old Heizi, your uncle!"

But the body, which was already suffering from blood loss and prostration, suddenly relaxed, fell into a gorgeous coma.