After bidding farewell to the Holy Master, he received a satisfactory answer, but Wen Renran's heart was not half happy at the moment. The gray sky is as depressed as the human heart. The long-hidden confusion quietly surfaced in my heart because of the temporary decision of the Holy Master.

"Shennong Liuligong" is useful, but the Holy Master is unwilling to do it immediately. Just because of the blood brand for hundreds of years, the medicinal power of the purple evil grass can no longer withstand the three sect ancestors, even if "Shennong Liuligong" has a miraculous effect, it will not be achieved overnight. Moreover, the divine power is based on the principle of harmony between yin and yang, and the coexistence of good and evil, and the ancestors of the three sects want to live, but they are nothing more than using the remaining life power to fight against the demonic qi. Even if the blood burning qi is relieved, there will be little vitality left in Xing's life.

Therefore, for the sake of the inheritance of the three religions, and in order to be able to personally pass on this saving fire, the Holy Master would rather postpone and then release the demonic qi, even if there may be no chance of turning back......

Hearing this, he asked himself, if one day he was terminally ill, if he had a way to understand death when he was imminent, he would never be able to face it so calmly as the Holy Master. Maybe there is no need to do it, people are always different, and no one has a position to accuse themselves of cherishing their lives...... But the touches on people's hearts will not be dissipated by the slightest strong defense.

What is the importance of the inheritance of the divine will and the life of the gods? Wen Renran couldn't help but be confused, and blurted out to the person next to him, "Baili holds the letter, do you think the Holy Master's decision is right or wrong?"

“…… I have no position on it. Right and wrong depend on the individual, the master insists on this, and as a junior, he can only accept it. After being silent for a long time, Baili replied.

Hearing this, Wen Renran frowned and said, "The master is not here, I ...... I want to hear the truth. ”

"Fang Cai is a hundred miles of honesty and honesty. In the eyes of the senses who have been tempered by the world like the master, life and death are just trivial matters, and the inheritance of the Jing God Sect may be valued. There can be no three ancestors of the three religions in the world, but there can be no idea of salvation and the heart of redemption. It's not surprising that Brother Wen disagrees, you are not from the three sects, and even ......"

"Even my mind is weird, isn't it?"

It is rare to be humorous. It's hard to say this kind of sacrifice...... Knowing that the spiritual heart and other Buddhas and others would sacrifice for Su Zhenzhen, or which chivalrous man died, he felt at most a little. It's like watching a play, no matter how touching it is, it's just a moment of nostalgia. But the ancestor of the Three Sects really wanted to help, but they refused to help in front of you. What you have experienced is always different from what you have heard and seen, and the impact you have received cannot be generalized.

"I just don't understand, is it worth taking such a big risk, even if there are no setters, there may not be no solution to the future catastrophe. Wouldn't the three sect masters survive to better spread the gods of the three sects?"

"Brother Wenren's words are not wrong, but Brother Wenren, how can you veto the last salvation that the three of you want to do? When Brother Wenren measured the meaning of Jing God and inheritance by value, his heart had already entered a labyrinth without an exit. ”

"Ah......h

"Heh, Brother Wenren helps others out of his own kindness, but it doesn't mean that others will accept it. Well, to use an inappropriate analogy. For example, I am willing to die for Su Zhen, but I can't control whether he will accept my sincerity. Brother Wenren has always wanted to persuade me to give up Su Zhenzhen, I can see it. But Su is really a qiē for me, in addition to Confucianism. If Baili holds the letter and gives up Su Zhenzhen, it is equivalent to a person who has no heart, so what's the point of just living?"

With an initiation, yes, maybe I shouldn't have imposed my will on others. The so-called salvation of regret is nothing more than a high-sounding pretense used to satisfy the individual. Just because you do someone someone a favor doesn't mean they will listen to you. Tianji is like this, Baili holds the letter like this, and even earlier, his friend Tan Wuyu had warned himself that it would not work to continue like this.

"That's how it is...... Perhaps it is only at this moment that I realize the meaning of Destiny......"

"Huh?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing more than an endless period of one step, an endless period of one step!"

If you can't ask a question, you can't solve it, and you can only find the answer by yourself. Playing around is not a long-term thing. Now that you know that you are worried about the obstacles in your heart, where is your own path? Destiny, Destiny, I just regarded the contamination of the Destiny of Continuity as an accident before, and maybe I was wrong from beginning to end. There is no meaningless thing in the world, and it would be a very stupid idea to stay out of this mortal world. In the eyes of others, it has long been impossible to get out. After all, this suffering is a human world, and the delusion of the human world is standing on the outside, isn't it stupid?

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Gravel, coke, fallen battle flags, a miasma of black smoke. The barren grass is overgrown, and it does not return to the Qing holy scene. In the past, the holy realm of Yundu Mountain was actually a messy image, which made people sigh sadly.

"The world is like chess, unpredictable, laughing heroes!"

Desolate and silent, crows and birds peck, accompanied by high-pitched poems, a mighty golden light descended from the sky, singing loudly, sweeping away the clouds and crossing the mountains and filth. Put your hands together, and your dusty posture will reappear in the dusty world. foot, walking in the dust and mud; eyes, looking at the warmth and coldness of people. A sigh, sighing that all living beings are suffering from the sea and cannot escape. Go forward again, and be willing to cross the fool on the other side.

The dust in his hand is lightly raised, and the sweep is not only the dust of Yundu Mountain, but also the loss of people's hearts and the obstruction of demons. Faintly aware of the movement of the days in the dark, a page of the book looked up, as if through the realm space to look at the distant side, compassion resolutely spat out two words.

"Providence!"

……

A lonely peak, igniting the silent flames of war. The sultry mountain breeze blows the hair of the rugged passers-by to cover their eyes, setting off the vague anxiety in the eyes.

Behind is a cliff, take a step back, shatter your bones, and in front of you is rolling magma, and if you fall into it, your soul will disappear. Determination is in front of you, and the inescapable finale is about to begin. The undercurrent is red, burning the revenge of the passers-by. Restless and restless, but the moment the enemy came into sight, all disappeared.

The lantern butterfly stepped on the mountain step by step, proud, proud, and victorious. This biggest stumbling block has finally come to sweep away! Get rid of the rugged passers-by, and there will be no one in the entire market who can compete with you. Get rid of the rugged passers-by and master the power of the gathering realm to once again wield the army in the bitter realm and sit on the entire world. The blueprint for the future is spread out, adding to the arrogance and self-satisfaction in the heart.

Looking at the opposite side with a wicked smile, the eyes of the rugged passerby were slightly condensed, and the grudge between the two sides that had been entangled for decades was the time to draw an end. To his own surprise, he was excited, excited, and resentful, but he was nothing, and his heart was rarely calm and comfortable at this moment, as usual......

Xiu Wannian, who is dressed as a flower shadow man, looks at all directions, is cautious, and does not want to leave any chance for the rugged passerby to turn the tables, Yu wants to find out the hidden chess of the rugged passerby. After searching for a long time to no avail, I couldn't help but be surprised: "Rugged passerby, you really fight against me alone?"

"Why pretend to be so surprised, I'm not the same person as you, and I don't always have to rely on calculations and stratagems. You can rest assured this time, the rugged passers-by just want to have a one-on-one relationship with you!"

A contemptuous laugh came out of the mouth of the rugged road, and they played against each other for a long time, how could ......they not understand who was what kind of xing?

This kind of laughter makes the lantern butterfly dissatisfied, but the loser and the weak put on a victor's posture, what kind of eyesore should be in the eyes? Xiu Wannian said coldly: "Qiluren, aren't you afraid that I didn't do anything to the spirit butterfly, but will go all out to target you, and then go to settle accounts according to the fate of the world after solving you?!"

"Will you do a useless strategy for ten thousand years? Phantom Warriors are nothing more than unsightly forces in the end, and if you act with them, it will only cut off your back road in the Gathering Realm, are you willing to do it? Lamp Butterfly, your ambition is too great, which allows you to look at the overall situation when you are calculating, but it is also your fatal weakness! You, ah, have never dared to go all out frankly!"

Although the wild words are infuriating, but Wu Xiu Dajin has an eighty percent chance of winning, and Deng Die thinks that he can afford to gamble this time! Xiu Wannian disdainfully retorted, and laughed coldly: "Yes, I'm curious about what you can do with me without the help of Ling Butterfly!"

"Imakri, you deserve to die here. ”

A simple sentence is an unshakable determination, the cloth bag is as straight as a long sword falling into the hand, and the rugged passerby is resolute in his murderous intentions!

ps: Collect this volume these days...... And then in the next volume, in addition to the protagonist and the cake, it's the main home of the book