Zhou Youdao God returned to the Zhou clan to worship the ancestors, and Zuo Xingguo was naturally not idle, since he and Zhou Youdao had three chapters of the law, he plunged into the deep forest and walked quickly, almost a whole day passed, and there was no intention of stopping. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The plants in the deep forest are colorful, moistened by the five-colored continent, every plant and vine is flowing with colorful scenes, the left fruit walks in it, and several times I almost get lost in it, this is a magic forest that is easy to get lost!

"Why did that sound disappear?"

Zuo Xingguo went around in a circle, trying several times to break through this magic forest, but in the end it was to no avail, he had to use the eye of the sky, otherwise if all the time was exhausted here, then the great opportunity reminded by the old man would be missed with him!

It turned out that earlier, when he was close to the five-colored lake and was waiting for an opportunity to hunt and kill Zhou Youdao's divine soul, the old man with the sword in his spine suddenly woke up and told him that there was an opportunity in the deep forest here, and it was suspected that there was a hidden immortal trace, which made him plan to change, retreat to the second, and make an appointment with Zhou Youdao in three chapters, so as to delay the time to go deep into the deep forest to find immortals!

"Broken!"

Zuo Xingguo let out a low sigh, and the chaotic light condensed into his eyes came out, and the avenue sequence chain was mixed in it, and thousands of delusion-breaking runes were condensed, like two immortal light spears that could destroy everything, and they slammed into the depths of the deep forest, trying to break through the void here!

"Boom ......"

The deep forest erupted in the sky, and a brilliant light poured from it, like a flood beast, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

The left line Guo Tian's eyes are wide open, and when he looks at the past, all the brilliant brilliance disappears, and a winding stone path clearly appears in front of him!

Zuo Xingguo was ecstatic, his body was about to move quickly, but unexpectedly, his mind suddenly surged with a burst of sleepiness, he knew that this was the disadvantage brought by his forced use of the Heavenly Eye, the Heavenly Eye consumed too much of the power of the Divine Soul, and now he only had one head left, relying on the protection of the Emperor's Skull, and naturally needed to be urged to sacrifice at all times, so the power of the Divine Soul was almost all used for him, this time the Heavenly Eye broke through the void, and consumed too much of the power of the Divine Soul, almost depleting the power of the Divine Soul, so there would be weakness and sleepiness!

"I can only recuperate here for a while!"

Zuo Xingguo sacrificed a majestic sword qi hanging above his head, arranged all precautions, and then slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate!

Now that he has stepped into the Holy Realm, the power of the divine soul is naturally surging, and he can absorb the essence of heaven and earth and turn it into the power of his own divine soul for his own use, and after a while, Zuo Xingguo's eyes are sometimes surging with essence, and sometimes restrained and silent, his divine consciousness realm has always hovered at the threshold of the holy realm, otherwise, where would there be a crisis of short-term loss of divine soul power now!

"In the future, you should pay more attention to the exercises and techniques of divine soul cultivation, otherwise if you look at it from a long-term perspective, it will inevitably affect the improvement of your overall realm!"

Zuo Xingguo secretly said to himself, this divine soul cultivation technique has always been lacking, and it has not been handed down for eternity, and what is left behind is still in the hands of some ancient sect forces, and if you want to get it from them, it must be not much more difficult than ascending to the sky and becoming an immortal!

"Whoosh!"

The left side of the fruit is wide open, along the stone path path, the path is paved with pieces of five-color stones, the winding path is secluded, it is said that the stone path at the foot of the left fruit is now!

"Three forks in the road?"

Left line fruit hesitated, this kind of inaccessible place actually has a three-way intersection, a five-colored stone paved, obviously the same as the foot of the road, there is simply not a road, the road surface only allows one person to work, the road surface is muddy, as if last night just a spring rain, many footprints still remain in a shallow bay of water, by the five-colored earth and stone a backdrop, give birth to a thousand kinds of colorful scenes, there is a person in the light and shadow holding an umbrella and walking, there are two or three living beings walking together, there is light and shadow is very clear, only can see a hazy light group, the scene is very strange。

The last path is the most mad, the road is scattered with all kinds of weathered and mutilated white bones, at first glance, it has existed here for a long time, some of the white bones still exude a faint light, colorful, and Zuo Xingguo specially noticed that this road is paved with a thick layer of white ash, take a closer look, it actually makes him feel a little cold on his back, those white ashes are like weathered white bones!

How many living beings are bound to die on this road, and there will be a thick layer of bone scum on the road today!

The white bones paved the road, the corpses were piled up like a mountain, and at a glance, they were all vast corpses formed by the bones!

"What happened here back then? What a terrible battle would have such a tragic situation that was close to the Nine Hells!"

Zuo Xingguo sighed, as if he had seen with his own eyes a path of death leading to the Nine Hells, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of mood he would feel when he stepped on it?

Walking on the corpses of others, with no end in sight, is this the ultimate way to the path of monasticism?

Becoming an immortal, maybe at the end of this corpse road, or maybe it is the infinitely beautiful longing in the monk's heart, there has been no living soul left a word throughout the ages, but all of them are indomitable, like a moth to a fire, and resolutely move forward!

"Ahem, that road is lifeless, it's a dead end, and I'm afraid that the creatures that have passed through it have long since turned into smoke and clouds......"

"The fairy trail is at the end of this road, ahem...... I'm too weak to manifest for a long time, this is a reverse cause and effect, too much is involved, it will affect your future, and I can only appear at the moment of life and death in the future, and the little friendship will do it for itself!"

Suddenly, the old man's weak voice sounded in Zuo Xingguo's ears, Zuo Xingguo could feel the weakness of the old man, and a faint figure vaguely appeared in front of him, pointing to the path overgrown with weeds and thorns, and the road was muddy and difficult to walk, smiled at him slightly, and then fell silent.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Zuo Xingguo's eyes were a little moist, he had already guessed the origin of the old man, it was bound to be related to the raw sword in his spine, the raw sword was deboned to suppress the corpse qi, and the old man would manifest and save him every time he was alive and dead, this kindness made him remember it in his heart, and he would definitely be rewarded in the future!

All the way through the thorns, stepping on the mud, the left side of the fruit walked very hard, as if the mud and water underground had thousands of suction, so that he was stuck, almost struggling to move forward on the road, even so, a moment passed, he only moved forward dozens of steps!

"It's ......"

Zuo Xingguo suddenly noticed that there had been a pair of sturdy footprints on the pavement under his feet, just like an old farmer who had returned from hoeing and stepping on it, staggering step by step, but walking exceptionally steadily, the wind did not blow and the rain did not disperse, and it was imprinted on the ground.

This pair of footprints is abruptly mixed between many footprints, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find that the footprints have left traces from beginning to end, step by step straight to the end of the dirt road, this dirt road is muddy and water, there are many footprints, it is difficult to do every step will leave their own unique imprint, not stepping on the footprints of others before, mixed in the crowd and clouds, or the footprints left by themselves are covered by muddy water, disappear and disappear.

"The road is muddy, and I don't care about it!"

Zuo Xingguo looked at the clear footprints at the end of the dirt road, and was greatly encouraged, rested for a moment, and continued to walk forward with confidence.

A day passed, Zuo Xingguo was exhausted, and the power of the soul was exhausted several times, but in the end he persevered, and now looking at the dirt road he walked behind him, the clouds above his head suddenly dissipated, and the sun shone all over his heart, everything persevered, and only when he walked through the muddy road did he find that faith was important to himself.

"Huh?"

Walking through the dirt road, after walking for a while, a half-collapsed ancient pavilion appeared in front of it, and there were two people in different clothes sitting inside, engrossed as if they were playing a game of chess.

One of them was in a short shirt and a short shirt, dressed as an old farmer, and his body was splashed with muddy water, but the old man was unaware, and he was also holding a chess piece in his hand, hesitating, staring at the chess and cards, and sighing repeatedly.

The other is diametrically opposed, a scholar dressed in a green shirt, holding a feather fan and gently inciting, looking at the chess cards with a smile on his face, with a confident look, he didn't care that the muddy water in the old farmer's hands would stain the chess pieces, nor did he care that the old farmer hesitated to move, and the time passed little by little, but the smile on his face did not decrease at all.

"I lost!"

The old farmer put down the chess pieces in his hand, looked at the scholar, and said with a sigh.

"Poof!"

As soon as the old farmer's voice fell, the scholar shook the feather fan, and the old farmer's body immediately froze, and the expression on his face suddenly stopped, turning into a pool of blood mist in an instant, making Zuo Xingguo look creepy.

The scholar in the green shirt didn't seem to see everything that was happening in front of him at all, and was looking at Zuo Xingguo with a smile!

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