"Good and Evil......

Seeing the sorrow and slowly thinking about it, I feel a little bit of the flow of the world.

But she didn't answer the question, just said, "I never knew." ”

Never known.

It's surprisingly open.

Such a response was also completely unexpected by Fu Chaosheng, so much so that with his concentration, he was stunned for a long time.

After a while, he laughed: "So you don't know, do you think?"

The "good and evil" that Fu Chaosheng asked is definitely not the same thing as the "good and evil" that he thinks about when he sees sorrow. This point was also clear in her heart, but she didn't explain it to Fu Chaosheng, she just nodded and acquiesced.

Because, the greater good and evil are still vague to her.

Good and evil in a small area are still vague because she knows very little about the facts.

So it's useless to think about it.

She is not a person who will plan far for herself, because there are too many changes in the future, and no one can predict it, as if she once pinned her future on Xie Buchen.

But the final development was impossible for her to think of at that time.

Right now, all I can think about is the eighteenth layer of hell that is getting closer and closer!

Now they have reached the eighth layer.

After the consumption of the first seven layers, there were fewer and fewer people on the Nebula Picture Scroll, especially the melee in the Tiankeng before, which directly eliminated their team of opponents with a lot of people.

But after all, after a delay over there, they were far ahead of the others, and now there is not much left. Sima Languan and the mysterious red-dressed nun should not be much behind them.

What's more, there are many other passages in hell, and they don't necessarily pass through the cold ice.

So many people were concentrated in the sinkhole before, saying that it was a coincidence, and they didn't believe it when they were worried.

That fat man can give them a map, and of course he will give it to others, besides, who says that other prison directors will be very honest?

In addition, the sinkhole marked on the map earlier is really dangerous. They have taken shortcuts, but the price they have paid is even greater.

Therefore, in the following route, they abandoned the original route and still chose to take charge of the prison department.

I don't know if it's because of the obscene deterrence of the little mink who ate the cow in one bite before, the first half of this layer was calm all the way, and nothing came out to attack at all.

It wasn't until the second half of the race that the huge falcon finally flew out.

Their wings seem to be made of white bone, and even have sharp barbs. When it came from the sky, it was like a cannonball, and the Kun Wudu chariot couldn't help but tremble.

But at this moment, I am worried about this team, although there is no old woman, but there is a Fu Chaosheng who has been filled.

In addition, seeing the breakthrough of the realm of sorrow, the sharp weapon in hand, and the attack power when using it rose layer by layer, these things did not cause them trouble.

As a result, there was no danger along the way.

They actually passed directly through the eighth layer and reached the ninth layer, and the next layer was a majestic swamp, with all kinds of strange creatures, raiding from the sky, from the woods, from the swamp, from all directions!

Even with the cultivation and ability of Jianchou and others, when they saw this meeting, they couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps and fell into a bitter battle.

"It seems that in a short period of time, there is no battle to look at......"

Outside the eighteenth layer of hell, among the seventy-two cities in the Extreme Domain, many people breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed their tense nerves a little.

No way, what happened earlier was so exciting.

A sorrowful, mysteriously disappeared; Li Han, who had been falling behind, easily caught up with everyone, and easily resisted Sima Languan in a single battle in the melee; in the sinkhole, a mink and cattle battle broke out, and even most of the participants in the competition gathered here and carried out a melee that can be called "fire and......

No one can resist such a wonderful development.

Therefore, during this period of time, the attention of the entire Polar Domain Dingzheng has reached the highest, and the attention to the sorrow has also broken the record unprecedentedly.

It can be said that the judges who were responsible for recording the various circumstances of the Ding Controversy couldn't help but be shocked and gasped when they found out the number of Xuan Rings even on the Ding Ring of Seeing Sorrow.

The most competitive in the past!

The number of onlookers accounted for nearly eighty percent of the entire competition!

How terrifying?

Even after this scuffle ended, this number was maintained for a long time, until there was no fighting, and everyone began to carry out boring breakthroughs, and the number of people slowly decreased.

However, if you pay attention to the proportion of monks who see sorrow, they still leave other monks far behind.

- Who can resist the charm of this nun?

Even if everyone knows that she is a gimmick, it is rare for a gimmick to be so stylish. Whether it's making decisions or fighting, there is always a spirit that even though tens of millions of people are going to do it.

Even if they were just boringly dealing with the difficulties that came from hell itself, there were countless people who insisted on watching.

Without him, only "licking the screen" ear.

This is a new word that has appeared in the Polar Domain recently, and it comes from a female cultivator who is obsessed with seeing memories.

She once said to the people around her with stars in her eyes: "As long as I see sorrow on the eight screens and fight with people, I want to kneel down and lick her......"

This was originally disgusting.

But I don't know why, it didn't take long for the word "licking screen" to sweep through the entire polar region like a plague, and later it was not only used on the body of sorrow, but also some people thought that Fu Chaosheng and Zhang Tang, and even Sima Languan, who didn't know whether he was beautiful or ugly, could also lick and lick it......

All in all, the few people who are still in the competition now have a certain amount of ownership.

The castings on the Nebula Scroll slowly thinned out, and the battles in the eighteen layers of hell became scarcer and rarer, entering a relatively peaceful period, but in the casinos of the seventy-two cities, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.

More than halfway through the battle, the loss in front is huge, which means that the battle in the second half is reduced.

But it also means that the end is getting closer and closer.

In the end, who can become Dingyuan, who is likely to be selected by the Eight Directions Yan Temple and the Ten Ghost Clans, and what kind of existence will each of them become in the future?

Those who are worried are fanatical supporters; those who are worried about Sima Languan are judged by their previous strength, out of trust in the ghost royal family; those who are worried about Li Han are fancy the perverted strength that Li Han showed before......

Different odds represent different heat.

Time passes slowly in the development of this contrast between the ground and the ground.

The thirteenth day was like a snap of a finger.

The heat that had cooled down before began to slowly recover again - because, on this day, Jian Chou and the others had already passed through many barriers, gone through countless tests, and reached the seventeenth layer!

The penultimate layer of the entire hell is over, and there is only the distance of the last layer!

A buzzing sound, sounding in the dark.

Countless Xuan rings were reconnected to the sorrowful Ding ring, she couldn't feel it, but she could guess the situation outside.

"Is this the second layer of the Heavenly Dao......?"

At the foot of the river, there is a small boat floating on the river.

The Kun Wudu chariot has disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the sorrowful looking at the surrounding scenery, since entering the first layer of the Heavenly Dao, the frowning brows have never let go.

A river of waves, rolling waves, flowing into the distance.

On both sides of the river are continuous high mountains, the strange peaks are abrupt, the cliffs are towering, the dead pines hang upside down on the rock walls, and the mountainside is shrouded in ethereal clouds, which dismantle the sky into seven-colored glow and sprinkle the sky.

In the misty clouds, there are several caves faintly visible, like immortal caves.

The wind blowing through the big river under your feet carried a refreshing smell, like some kind of incense diffused into it, but it did not make people feel dizzy, but refreshed;

The plants and trees that grow on the rock walls in the mountains are full of mellow divine light, fruits of various colors hang among the branches and leaves, and flowers of different shapes reveal their fragrance against the morning mist.

Where does this look like one of the eighteen layers of hell?

It's like going to a fairyland out of the world, ethereal and beautiful!

"We have traveled all the way, through the path of hell, the path of hungry ghosts, the path of life, the path of asura, humanity, and finally this heavenly path. ”

Chen Tingyan has all kinds of common sense in the polar region at his fingertips.

Now seeing this situation, there is a very strange emotion in my heart, my eyes flickered slightly, and I was a little puzzled: "The way of heaven also has three layers, called the desire realm heaven, the color I realm heaven, and the colorless I realm heaven." We are now in the world of color ......"

Seeing sorrow, he did not speak.

She looked at her surroundings, but it became more solemn, and there was a faint discomfort that slowly grew in her heart.

Kun Wudu Chariot, when it entered the first layer of the Heavenly Dao Desire Realm, it seemed to be attacked by some force, and it collapsed in an instant.

Even the black shadow hiding in the chariot screamed and turned into green smoke.

It's as if this is not a hell at all, but the realm of enlightened immortals, and such evil things cannot be defiled at all.

The path of hell is a lot of suffering, the path of hungry ghosts is full of evil spirits, the path of life is a lot of disgruntled monsters, the path of asura is an ethereal monster between humans, gods, and ghosts, and humanity makes them incarnate mortals who have endured all kinds of suffering, and they go through a thousand kinds of suffering......

When he arrived at the Heavenly Dao, he began to transcend the pain strand.

The first layer of the Desire Realm Heaven, as they marched, one realm after another, slowly opened up in front of their eyes.

It is a place where people who have accumulated good fortune in their lives and who have more good and less evil enter.

They gradually got rid of all kinds of desires that belonged to people, and they all had great power between their gestures, close to the word "heaven" in the way of heaven.

The second layer of color I realm heaven is already like a heavenly cave.

The word "color", in Buddhism, represents all people's cognition of the things around them, and is born because of people's attachment and obsession with all things in the world, which is a kind of trouble and trouble, also known as "hue".

If we take the realm of cultivation and the color I realm of heaven to remove all the "hues" of human beings, in order to get closer to the "heavenly way" again.

When we reach the third layer of the colorless I realm, we must cut off all kinds of "thinking" on the basis of colorlessness, such as lustful thinking, cognition, thinking, and non-thinking.

In the end, it reaches the realm of the same as man and heaven.

People and the sky are the same, so they become immortals and become Buddhas.

"Seeing the sorrowful Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"

Maybe it was because he didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't express any opinion on it, Chen Tingyan couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that Chou retracted his gaze, there was only a small boat under his feet.

Gu Ling sat on the edge of the boat, experiencing the grief of losing her old woman, the whole person seemed to be calm, and with the experience along the way, she seemed to have matured a lot, and there was a little more perseverance in her eyes.

She also looked worried, obviously a little puzzled.

Seeing the sorrow, he only said: "I just feel that these eighteen layers of hell are not like hell, and the next few layers are no different from the human world, and even from the fairyland." I really don't know what kind of situation I should see when I reach the eighteenth floor......"

Faintly, these eighteen layers of hell seem to indicate something.

It represents the whole heaven and earth, one realm after another, but I don't know whether it is right or wrong.

The deepest sins are in the hardest places in hell.

As he gets rid of his desires step by step, he seems to be able to ascend to bliss......

The Polar Domain is opposite to the Nineteen Continents, like two sides of a mirror.

Heavenly Dao, but in the deepest part of the eighteenth layer of hell......

It was also the first time that Fu Chaosheng had reached such a deep place in hell, and of course it was the first time he had really seen such a magnificent scenery.

But his voice was the most bland of all.

"The further down we go, the less hell looks like hell, what's so strange about that? Aren't we monks and other monks more and more cultivated, the less like human beings become? When we reach the eighteenth layer, or maybe it's the real fairy realm, the real Buddha realm. ”

The more you cultivate, the less like a human being.

This sentence is as sharp as a knife, as if it can cut through all the secrets in the bottom of my heart, so that all the bloody things in the past are revealed.

At that moment, she only felt that the depths of her mind were cold.

Which of the Taoist realms and Buddha realms pursued by the monks of the world is not the same as the heavens that isolate human desires and destroy human nature?

Therefore, people should be pure-hearted and have few desires, so people should break off love and love.

Therefore, Xie Buchen will draw his sword and face each other, so he will have this sorrow at this moment.

Seeing the sorrowful face, there was no sadness or joy, and he only glanced back at Fu Chaosheng: "Li Gongzi's words seem to mean something." ”

"It's just an occasional sigh. ”

Fu Chaosheng's black robe belonging to the cold cold, swaying with the wind on the river, people in the bow of the boat, but it seems to melt into the whole world, and there is a sense of melting into nature in a trance.

This is because he originally came from nature and was created by heaven and earth.

But in fact, seeing sorrow, he knew very well that Fu Chaosheng had doubts about this world, had doubts about the rules of this world, and naturally had a thousand incomprehensions about them, the so-called "people".

But for herself, these doubts are also there, and there is no change because she is a human being.

In the layer of Heaven and Hell in front of him, these doubts are even more useless.

Chen Tingyan looked at them, and also listened to their seemingly profound conversation, his heart twitched, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

"I said, we're just ghost cultivators. ”

"In the six hundred years of the Polar Domain, I have never heard of anyone who can ascend to the Dao, and it is not the same world as the outside world at all. The eighteen-story hell is even more related to Buddhism, so building it is not the way we want to go. ”

"You go back and forth for most of the day, you might as well think about what you will do in a while. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Tingyan paused.

His eyes, which belonged to the gentleman's disciple, just slanted like this, swept over the other people, and then raised his fan and pointed in one direction to the bank of the river: "Oh, that one, it seems that he has been standing there for a long time." ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire small boat immediately fell silent.

Everyone almost didn't react, and they didn't know what Chen Tingyan meant. But when they turned their heads in the direction he was pointing, they were all surprised—

On a rocky beach paved with white stones on the bank of the river, I don't know when, there was already a figure standing.

The white cloth clothes are down, with a kind of sparseness in his eyes that he has sobered up tonight, and there are some cyan stubble on his chin.

He stood with his piano in his hands, his bare feet suspended a foot above the ground, his slightly messy hair loosened and tied behind his head with a dark purple ribbon.

Ghost royal family, Zhong Lanling!

He......

How, exactly?

It seems that he has been standing on this shore for a long time, and even arrived before them!

Aren't they the fastest ones?

Seeing that his heart was racing rapidly, he subconsciously glanced at Fu Chaosheng, but Fu Chaosheng didn't have much reaction, just looked at Zhong Lanling.

She remembered that Fu Chaosheng said that he fought with Zhong Lanling and forced him back.

But none of them had ever seen this person during the battle of the sinkhole.

Whether he was still lagging behind, or whether he had just gone another way, so he was staggered from them, no one knows......

This feeling of being guarded by others is extremely bad.

Seeing the sorrowful brows, he suddenly wrinkled a little tighter.

Of course, Zhong Lanling also noticed it, but for some reason, the kind of aura he felt on Jianchou before became more and more intense, deeper than when he was on the first layer.

This feeling comes from the piano, from his soul, from his consciousness......

It's like, born to have it.

Indescribable.

He had a little scar on his body, and there was a tear on the corner of his robe, but his eyes fell straight on the small boat in the center of the river, or rather, on the body of Jianwu.

Seeing that the boat had drifted straight ahead, the people on board were vigilant.

But Zhong Lanling still didn't mean to make a move, just stared, and opened his mouth in that slightly hoarse voice: "In Zhong Lanling, the lower ghost royal family, there is confusion lingering in my heart for a long time, and I want to ask for advice and see a sad Taoist friend, I don't know if I can ask?"

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The progress jumped, and finally reached the destination, and after the fire was over, he went out and returned to the Nineteenth Continent~