"Poof!" a knife stabbed into Fang Zheng's chest, the knife was thin, but full of cold light, and the blade was very bright from the rainstorm.

The name of the knife is Wraith.

Si Po Nan was no longer able to lift the ghost, so it was naturally impossible for Si Po Nan to raise the knife, but Yun Qingwu standing behind Si Po Nan.

Bright red blood poured out from the ghost's blade, and then rolled down to the ground as the rain washed away, slowly fading from bright red.

There was some surprise in Si Ponan's eyes, but there was a kind of shock in the surprise, because he knew that Yun Qingwu would definitely make a move, but she didn't expect Yun Qingwu to be so decisive.

This argument seems somewhat untenable.

Because, as the young master of the demon clan, Yun Qingwu is logically impossible to show mercy to a human genius.

But......

Si Po Nan's mind was filled with such a thought, because he could hear Yun Qingwu's sentence "Why, you want to stop?" clearly.

Although it is not clear why Bai Yun Qingwu would ask such a question as Fang Zhengzhi, all of this is no longer important, because Yun Qingwu has already made a righteous move against the other party.

Quiescence.

Except for the sound of the rainstorm falling, the whole world seemed to become extremely silent at this moment, no one spoke, and even the sound of breathing was so faint that it was almost silent.

"Orthodox ...... Failed?!"

"Yun Qingwu's knife actually stabbed into Fang Zhengzhi's chest!"

"W-why is this happening?"

One question after another flashed through the minds of the talented men and sergeants, but they could not find the answers, because no one had responded to them until now.

Bai Xing's clenched hand loosened at this moment, he didn't know what was going on on the cliff of Wind Valley, but he knew that Yun Qingwu had already made up his mind that the other party was making a straight move.

So......

It is impossible to live if you are upright.

"Thorn!" a faint sound came from the cliffs of Windy Valley, breaking the silence in the rainstorm.

This was not the sound of the Ghost Knife pulling out of its body, but the sound of the Traceless Sword slipping from Fang Zhengzhi's hand and then plunging deep into the ground.

It's like inserting it into a piece of tofu.

The demonic purple light lit up violently at this moment, rushing into the sky like a purple pillar of light, entangled with the purple thunder that kept flashing in the sky.

Yun Qingwu's hand tightly grasped the hilt of the Ghost Knife, very steady, her gaze quietly looked at Fang Zhengzhi, looking at those eyes that revealed endless killing intent.

Originally, the sword that was spinning in his eyes slowly stopped.

Or rather......

It was dissipating, like an invisible light smoke, slowly, slowly disappearing from the eyes, and with it, the rich purple ......

......

Waterholes, clear waterholes.

When Fang Zheng stood in front of the waterhole and looked at the woman in the white dress dancing in the waterhole, he had countless questions in his heart, why did he appear in the Heavenly Dao Sacred Monument again?

Over here......

And where is it?

Dreams, or somewhere else?

These questions flashed through his mind one by one, but no one answered him, and the only thing that moved was the woman in the white dress in the waterhole.

"Why don't you arrest her and torture her?" The corners of Fang Zheng's mouth hooked up a smile that all men understand, but this thought was just fleeting.

And it didn't last long.

Because, he vaguely remembered that he had the same idea last time, but when he jumped into the water, he could no longer find the figure of the woman in the white dress.

I've been on it once.

Of course, it is impossible for Fang Zhengcheng to fall twice in the same place.

So......

If you can't get close and you can't torture her, how can you know the true identity of the woman in the white dress, and how can you get out of here?

Fang Zhengzhi began to recall a scene in the Ten Thousand Treasures Heavenly Tower of the Shenhou Mansion.

He remembered that the last time he saw this woman in a white dress, he had felt the essence of Amaterasu because of her projection in the water.

But this time......

But I didn't seem to feel anything.

Wait a minute, as if there was a feeling, Fang Zheng's eyes subconsciously looked around, there were trees around him, there was grass, and in front of him, there was a waterhole.

It was a world without a trace of wind, and there was not even a ripple on the surface of the pool, it was a smooth and turquoise mirror, not stained with a trace of dust.

It's pure.

Clean?

"It's quiet!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up slightly, and in an instant, he also knew what this feeling was, that is, quiet, calm quiet.

Although, from the time she appeared to the present, the woman in the white dress has not remained still for a moment, but has kept dancing and dancing on the waterhole.

However, perhaps it is because of the sudden appearance of a "movement" in this incomparably calm world.

It made Fang Zhengcheng feel the "quietness" in the environment more deeply.

The surface of the waterhole is very quiet, the surrounding trees are very quiet, the grass is also very quiet, and even standing on the edge of the waterhole and quietly looking at the woman in the white dress is also very quiet.

When you see movement, you can experience stillness?

Fang Zhengzhi has never been very good at tracing some unfathomable truths, but he thought of one thing, the last time he broke away from the Heavenly Dao Holy Monument.

That time, he didn't understand why he had broken away.

But......

Now, he vaguely understood.

It's moving!

Stir!

That time, Fang Zhengzhi's idea was to take a free and enjoyable bath in this pure world, but in fact, he accidentally stirred up the calm pool.

A completely static world, suddenly stirred, nature destroys the rules of this world, loses the rules, and the world naturally collapses.

Or, to put it another way, to put it more precisely.

It's that this world doesn't recognize Fang Zheng, so Fang Zhengzhi was expelled from this world, to put it more bluntly, it was Fang Zhengzhi who destroyed the tranquility of this world, and then, he was driven out.

"Heavenly Dao Holy Monument, I was kicked out by the Heavenly Dao Holy Monument?So, why did I come back?" Fang Zhengzhi remembered that Chi Guyan and Pingyang had mentioned it to him.

Each Heavenly Dao Sacred Monument contains a supreme Dao.

If you can attain enlightenment, you can become holy in one fell swoop.

Now, he vaguely understood the reason for his expulsion last time, and naturally guessed that the Heavenly Dao Sacred Monument in front of him should be a kind of Dao that had something to do with "Jing".

Quiet?

Is the mind calm?

Or is the mind as calm as water?!

Fang Zheng's eyes looked at the waterhole in front of him, and the words "calm as water" were indeed more appropriate for this waterhole, but the surrounding trees and grass ......

How do you explain it?

No, no, if the Heavenly Dao Holy Monument is really the strongest Dao, then the truth naturally can't be as simple as this, and besides, just a static can't mean anything?

Quiet......

If the mind is not as quiet as water, what else is quiet?

Is it net?

The pure and upright thought returned to square one, and when this thought flashed through his mind, his eyes lit up again.

That's right!

Quiet, in ancient times, is net, two words, almost the same meaning, quiet, is pure, net, the same is quiet, quiet...... From the green to the fight.

Green, the color of the first creature, fight, up and down the hands of two-way holding, persistence.

Therefore, the interpretation of tranquility is to stick to the original nature and uphold the original intention without external nuisance.

There is a saying in "Liutao" that the autumn road is convergent, all things are abundant, the winter road is hidden, and all things are quiet.

"Poetry, Shao Feng, Bai Zhou" quietly speaks and thinks, "Chinese, Jin Yu" is quiet and virtuous, and "Lu's Spring and Autumn Period, Judgment" is quiet......

Words about tranquility flashed in Fang Zhengzhi's mind, and as one thought flashed after another, his mind also entered a state of contemplation.

Ponder.

Fang Zheng's heart gradually became calm, as if he merged with the surrounding trees, the surrounding pool, and the surrounding grass, and unconsciously, he found that his vision slowly became clear.

I don't know how long later, when he looked at the woman in the white dress again, he suddenly realized, as if, he could see the lips of the woman in the white dress.

It was a lip with a touch of stunning.

It's familiar.

It seems, it should have been seen somewhere.

Fang Zhengzhi wanted to see clearly, but found that the appearance of the woman in the white dress was very blurry, so blurred that even if his eyes were wide, he still couldn't judge the other party's appearance.

Why is this happening?

It's not too far away, so why can't you see it clearly?

And, why does it feel familiar?

In fact, these questions have always echoed in Fang Zhengzhi's mind, but he has always been reluctant to think about a thing that he can't understand over and over again.

Therefore, this matter has been delayed.

Merely......

When he fell into thought, and suddenly saw the woman in the white dress who appeared in front of him, his mind unconsciously thought about this question again.

"I must have seen it somewhere!" Fang Zhengzhi wanted to look up again, but found that the top side was blurry, and even the lips that he had just seen clearly became blurred again.

Could it be that to see a woman's appearance clearly, you need to think and meditate?

Fang Zhengzhi is not a **** person, but when a woman appeared in front of him, moreover, a woman appeared twice in a row,

If......

I can't even see each other's appearance clearly, so am I still a man?

When a person has an ideal, things will naturally make some great progress, for example, Fang Zhengcheng has become calm now, and even sat cross-legged on the ground in order to calm down.

The dance continues in the waterhole.

Wait a minute.

Why do I feel that my vision is a little different from before, and the cells in my body have entered a very strange state, feeling very calm and pure......

Calm, pure.

Cell!

Back to the Light!

Legend has it that the Returning Light Realm is a realm that is close to the brink of death, but the specific manifestation is the Returning Light, and the biggest feature of the Returning Light is the activity of the cells.

Wrong!

It is not the activity of the cell, it is calm, pure!

The cells of the body become calmer and purer, and in this case, the sickness and damage of the body can be removed, and the body can return to the state it was in when it was first born.

Fang Zheng's heart was violently excited, from the movement to the quiet, and then to the purity, he felt that after going around a big circle, he returned to the original point.

I remember that when he entered the Tao at that time, he started his Taoism with his body.

At that time, his feeling was the mastery of his body, every cell, every drop of blood, every muscle was under his control.

And now......

But it is the transformation of the body, the removal of impurities!

Wait a minute, you don't really have to comprehend the path of the supreme power, do you? Or do you mean that you are about to step into the threshold of the path of the supreme strength?

Or do you have broken through to the Returning Light Realm?

Do you want to cut yourself with a knife and give it a try? Are you very powerful all of a sudden? Or do you suddenly become a saint?

"Hahaha, I shouldn't really be sanctified in one fell swoop, right?" Inexplicably, a hearty laugh came out of Fang Zhengzhi's mouth, which seemed a little weird in this calm world.

What's even more weird is that the dance of the woman in the white dress suddenly stopped, as if she heard a square laugh, and slowly turned around......

......

"Cloud Light Dance?!" Fang Zheng's gaze froze violently, because, in front of him, a face tightly covered by a veil was revealing in front of him.

And in the sky, torrential rain poured.

Where is this?

Is it a dream?

It feels familiar, and below is the Valley of the Winds, and I seem to have been here in a dream, but, why is the purple in the dream gone?

Wait a minute.

The woman in the white dress is a cloud light dance?

Fang Zheng's hand subconsciously stretched forward, and then, with lightning speed, the veil that covered Yun Qingwu's face was removed.

Suddenly, a beautiful face was revealed, with picturesque willow eyebrows, skin like ice and snow, pink lips, with the amazement of purple and red, slightly opened, slightly revealing a row of white teeth.

If the light dance of the clouds with the veil covering her face gives people the feeling of a white lotus in a rainstorm, then when her veil is lifted by Fang Zhengzhi, especially in front of hundreds of thousands of troops......

That feeling gives the impression that it is blasphemy.

It's like a holy angel and a pure white lotus being plucked.

Yun Qingwu's expression was obviously a little surprised.

In fact, it is impossible for anyone not to be surprised by this kind of thing, because no one would have thought that after you stabbed the other person, the other person's first action would be to remove her veil.

It's not just Yun Qingwu who didn't think of it.

Everyone under the cliffs of the Wind Valley didn't expect it either.

Nearly 50,000 Great Xia soldiers stared blankly at the light dance of the clouds with slightly open lips on the cliff of Wind Valley, and the more than 100,000 soldiers of the Southern Regions also looked at the figure in a daze.

And dozens of demon elites, as well as Xing Bai and Wu Ji, were angry, extremely angry.

"A dying man dares to shamelessly blaspheme holiness!"

"Daring!"

“......”

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi wouldn't think about such a boring thing, what he thought was that the real appearance of the woman in the white dress was Yun Qingwu?!

When such a thought flashed through his mind, he felt a slight tremor in his heart, and then he felt a little pain in his chest, which was as sharp and sharp as a knife piercing his body.

That's not right.

I shouldn't feel any pain in my dreams, right?

But why is this pain so clear?

Fang Zhengzhi didn't quite understand, but his eyes still subconsciously glanced at his chest, and then, he saw a knife, a knife inserted into his chest.

"Huh, why do I have a knife in my chest?"

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