From the moment when the eyes of the Yin and Yang Dao were fully opened, Li Chuyi's spirit was a little trance, and when the Taoist priest shouted the word "Jiecheng", he trembled and fell into a kind of dazed underworld, fluttering and not knowing where he was.

The colorful world turned into a mixture of black and white when the eyes of the Yin and Yang Dao were fully opened, and as he fell into that underworld, even black and white disappeared, and his eyes were hazy, as if he had seen a lot of things and seemed to have seen nothing, there were no thoughts in his mind, and the whole person seemed to be in a kind of chaos that was extremely quiet.

It's not right to say that tranquility is actually wrong, there is a feeling that he will never forget, and that is pain.

It hurts straight to my head.

The source of the pain was his eyes, which were obviously the pain that could torture him to madness, but he didn't react much in his current state, except for his body's instinctive twitching twice because of the severe pain.

"It hurts. ”

This thought crossed my mind, but unfortunately it didn't make any waves.

"It hurts. ”

"Huh, what sound does it see?"

The rigid brain thought hard for a few moments, and then said: "It turns out that the blood vessels in the eyes have burst." ”

"Burst it. ”

In this way, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't bother to cling to anything, a strange mood that seemed to get by and seemed to be free from the shackles filled his heart, and the more the pain in his body was, the more this mood swelled, making him more eager for the tranquility at this time, being in it, blending in, and becoming a part of this quiet chaos.

Someone's shout came faintly in his ears, it seemed a little familiar and a little strange, but he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't bother to think about it, he only thought about how to blend in with this peace, and nothing else mattered anymore.

Except for his dedication to tranquility, he forgot all his memories, leaving no trace.

"Damn, Li Zaitian, you idiot, you still call me a waste, I think you are a waste!"

In the outside world, Scourge spewed saliva at the Taoist priest, and the rich fire Dao Yuan continued to pass from the dog's paws on Li Chu's body.

"Do you really think that you are a three-element Dao person, coming up is like dividing yin and yang to open the world?! Are you a remnant soul, do you know? And you are still the remnant soul dharma body! Can you have a little self-consciousness as a remnant soul dharma body?!"

"Shut up!" The Taoist priest's face was ugly, his whole body was covered with Dao cracks like porcelain, and his divine consciousness was surging and constantly shaking Li Chuyi's sea of knowledge, trying to pull Li Chuyi out of that state.

He couldn't refute the words of scourge, but this time he really held it up. I wanted to do my best to make a foolproof method, so he used the secret method passed down by the Sanyuan Dao people to temporarily open up a small world around them and hide it so that the underworld could not be traced, but unfortunately he underestimated the secret method of the Sanyuan Dao people, and at the same time overestimated the strength of his own law body.

As soon as the word "Jiecheng" came out, he felt wrong, with the help of the Yin and Yang Dao Eye, the boundary he wanted to open up was opened, but it couldn't accommodate people at all, there was chaos inside, and the infinite chaotic qi only escaped a trace before it crashed into the flames of the calamity, and the Taoist priest's law body was cracked everywhere.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest reacted quickly, and when he saw that the opportunity was wrong, he sealed the crack as soon as possible, so that it did not cause a catastrophe. However, the appearance of chaos is not without benefits, the light touch just now immediately wiped the karma contaminated on the body of the scourge fighter, and the qi of the entire Xuanbing Cold Hell was also stirred up, unless the three-element Dao people were resurrected, otherwise it would be impossible to see through the reality of this at all with the underworld path.

In the sky outside the Cold Prison, the giant pupils in the sky stared at it for a long time, and there was nothing to be gained, except for finding that the Xuanbing Cold Prison was even more chaotic than when it was opened before.

After a moment of calm, the giant pupils contracted again as if to probe again, but suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the clear sky, and the giant pupils suddenly loosened and quickly dissipated, leaving a regretful sigh in the sky that no one could hear.

The underworld path is gone, and the Great Hell Array has calmed down again. The sense of crisis in the hearts of everyone outside the cold prison suddenly disappeared, and no one understood what was going on just now when they looked at each other, only the eight array protectors such as Qian looked at the sky with a feeling when the underworld disappeared, and their flickering eyes seemed to guess something, but no one said anything, and the eight people withdrew their eyes and were busy with their own eyes, as if nothing had happened.

At the bottom of the cold hell, it should have been a happy thing for the underworld to retreat, but unfortunately the Taoist priest and the scourge were not happy at all. The underworld was gone, but Li Chuyi did not wake up.

The moment of yin and yang has a great impact on the caster, not only physically, but also mentally. Li Chuyi's soul is not weak, and his Dao heart is also very firm, but in the face of the impact of yin and yang, he was still instantly broken through his heart defense, if it weren't for the Taoist priest who has been protecting his Zhihai, I'm afraid that he would be scattered in that moment.

But the current situation is not good, the sea of knowledge is not broken, but his soul has been greatly shaken, at this time his soul has not been lost, but the god has fallen into the ocean of Taoism, this is a once-in-a-lifetime good thing for those who are skilled in Taoism, it is an excellent opportunity to enlighten the Tao, but Li Chuyi's realm is not enough at all, in the ocean of Taoism, he is like a flat boat, if he does not pull it back, sooner or later he will be smashed into pieces by the violent surge.

Originally, the Taoist priest was not so nervous, and he was shattered by the Daoist Wang Yang, but as long as the soul is not extinguished, a new god will still be born from the original soul, and a new Li Chuyi will appear again. The Taoist priest at most takes a little effort to raise the little fat man again, and after ten or twenty years, the little fat man will be what he is now, there may be memories of the past, or there may be no left, but from the perspective of the soul, he is alive after all, and he is not really dead if he does not fall into reincarnation.

It wasn't until he felt a smell of emptiness from Li Chuyi's body that the Taoist priest completely changed color, and Scourge couldn't help but shout: "Huadao! Li Zaitian, you played your little apprentice to death!"

Martial liberation and transformation are the two most powerful and unwilling methods for cultivators.

It's okay to break the army, blood sacrifices one's own body in exchange for a short period of powerful power, and the body will collapse after the time passes, but the soul will be damaged but not destroyed, and you can re-enter the reincarnation and live again.

But the transformation path is different, it is the ultimate of military liberation, it is to sacrifice everything about oneself by blood, including the soul, and use the power of blood sacrifice to achieve the ultimate that can be achieved, so as to fit the netherworld path rules that are highlighted by the power of blood sacrifice, so as to obtain a power far beyond one's imagination in a short time. Because after the transformation of the Tao, everything of the monk will be completely scattered and returned to heaven and earth, and even the soul will not be able to enter reincarnation.

In a way, they have truly become a part of heaven and earth, heaven and earth are them, they are heaven and earth, and from the perspective of human beings, or from the point of view of self-conscious practitioners, they are truly dead and will never appear again.

Li Chuyi is like this now, and his transformation is not his own will. His god did not fall into the ocean of Taoism as the Taoist priest thought, but was affected by the chaotic qi and fell into the kind of lifelessness, no death, no self and no other that belonged to the chaos.

Eternal tranquility enveloped him, which was more terrible than the waves of the ocean. The great waves of the Tao will only scatter his gods, and the chaos of silence will use his gods as a guide to pull his soul and even his whole being. His body was withering at a rate visible to the naked eye, and if he couldn't struggle before it withered completely, then he would really return to the void of chaos and dissipate into the world.

This process is very similar to the transformation of the Dao, so the scourge shouted out. But after shouting, it also found that something was wrong, and after silently sensing it, it suddenly withdrew three zhang away, looking at the Taoist priest with a frightened face from afar.

"It's not Huadao, this... Li Zaitian, your basket is bigger, and your apprentice is dead!"

After speaking, he still felt unsafe, and at this moment, Li Chuyi was like an infectious disease in his eyes, for fear of being contaminated a little. The majestic scourge fight before had long since disappeared, and now it turned into a dog and flew back desperately, until the Taoist priest holding Li Chuyi turned into a small dot that could barely be seen clearly, and stared at the big red eyes from afar.

There is no point in leaving the Taoist priest for the scourge, if it weren't for the fact that this calamity was caused by him, if it weren't for Li Chuyi, who he raised as a son from childhood to adulthood, he would have patted his ass and ran as far as he could, and it was definitely no worse than the scourge.

But he can't leave now, and Li Chuyi can't die, not only because he has the hope of going home, but also because of the father-son family affection.

All the methods of the meeting were used once, and he also used a lot of methods that the Dharma Body couldn't use, and for this reason, his Dharma Body cracked even more, and small residues kept falling down, and they disappeared before they landed.

"Damn, it can't be done!"

The Taoist priest was extremely angry, and it was the first time he had seen Guixu, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. Li Chuyi didn't return to the void voluntarily, but he was just lost in the chaotic qi, as long as he could be brought back to his senses and wake up, the state of returning to the void would disappear in an instant, but the impact of chaos was too great, and the Taoist priest even did not hesitate to use his divine sense to hit his sea of consciousness to make him have the slightest reaction, Li Chuyi's eyes were still empty and muddy like a dead man.

"What to do, what to do, what to do, Damn, why is Lao Tzu's hands itching for a while!" Since the disappearance of his beloved wife, the Taoist priest has never resented himself so much. Thinking that Li Chuyi would probably die like this because of himself, his heart hurt like a knife.

"He's it, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it! I read so many novels back then, and there are so many ghosts in them, and I stand up to J|J has all the thunder in the sky, I don't believe that I can't learn one to save my apprentice! Calm down, you must be calm, think about it, you must think about it!"

Talking calmly, the Taoist priest meditated for a long time and really had a flash of inspiration, squinted his eyes and muttered: "Chaos Qi only gushed out a little, this kid's god was not ingested into the chaos, but was shocked and resonated, yes, it is resonance! His return to emptiness is fake, it is a physical reaction caused by the problem of the soul, what is this called? Stress reaction? Consciousness is misleading? Whatever, anyway, the reason is like this, so the solution still has to start with his soul. It's useless to wake up, so it's the other way around, Lao Tzu gives him a greater stimulus, which is even greater than that trace of chaotic qi gives him! As long as the influence of chaotic qi can be stopped, then the return to the void will inevitably stop, and then the stinky boy will be fine if he can't wake up, and he won't die!"

"The bigger stimulus... What kind of stimulation is greater? Straighten down the young girl? This kid is in a coma, it's useless for the girl to come down, who will show it if she strips it off? What kind of stimulation... Huh?"

The nervous chatter stopped abruptly, and the Taoist priest suddenly looked back into the distance, his eyes shining with wonder.

"Hahahaha, Lao Tzu is smart! Scourge, little fight! Come on, I want you to help if I have something!"