Tang Bai doesn't understand love.

But he has feelings of his own.

He really likes Zhuge Xinyue.

There is no reason to like it.

He looked at Zhuge Xinyue floating in the air, and for a moment, his mind became a blank, the kind of blank that he never had and never lost, the kind of blank that had no heaven and earth, and no self.

The blank state was short-lived, and he quickly came back to his senses.

Then he resented himself, and resented his indifference, and resented his own ruthlessness, and he felt that he should be sad at this time.

But he didn't grieve, he felt calm, calm, so calm that there was not a single wave in his heart.

He walked slowly towards Zhuge Xinyue, and when he passed by the edge of the broken large array, he picked up the jet-black long arrow that had exhausted his energy, and when he walked to Zhuge Xinyue's side, he put away the fiery longbow again, and then, he looked at the Taiji diagram suspended in mid-air.

This Taiji diagram is Zhuge Xinyue's magic weapon, and when he was weak, he had seen the power of the Taiji diagram.

But at this time, the Taiji Diagram, without Zhuge Xinyue's control, not only has it become much smaller, but the energy fluctuations emitted have also become very weak, and the gold and silver light is like the lights of the stage theater, enveloping Zhuge Xinyue, making her suspended in the air and not falling into the dust, making her seem to have become a unique female horn in this space.

Zhuge Xinyue's face was very pale, so pale that there was no trace of blood, but it gave people a very calm feeling, as if he was asleep.

Tang Bai stretched out his hand and touched her cheek, and his tentacles were cold.

Suddenly, an irrepressible sadness welled up in his heart, and he suddenly felt his heart ache, as painful as a pinprick, and he felt so lonely that the world seemed to have become eternal darkness.

Time seemed to stand still, only sadness spread.

"Hey, who are you?"

A man's voice came from behind him.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a red robe and clasped hands on his back, looking very leisurely.

But the aura emanating from his body was very powerful, and his whole body seemed to be burning with flames, exuding a scorching heat.

He was alone, walking towards Tang Bai and Zhuge Xinyue step by step.

Tang Bai didn't seem to hear the middle-aged man's words, he just looked at Zhuge Xinyue quietly.

The middle-aged man frowned and continued to walk forward, and when he was close to the distance between Tang Bai and the two, Tang Bai finally turned around.

Then, the Seven Divine Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand stabbed at the middle-aged man's throat with a sword sheath.

There is no Dao method, no sword intent, no moves, no words, and no reason.

This sword is so ordinary, an ordinary idol of a secular martial artist.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a pain in his throat, he suddenly found that he had difficulty breathing, he felt that there was blood flowing in his throat, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

He didn't understand how the sword had stabbed him, he didn't even understand why Tang Bai wanted to kill him.

The middle-aged man fell, his eyes wide open, dead and blinding.

There is no opposition between good and evil in his death, no grievances and hatreds, there is only the trajectory of fate, the arrangement of calamity, appearing in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Tang Bai withdrew the divine sword in his hand and did not look at the other party again.

His fingers gently moved to the center of Zhuge Xinyue's eyebrows, that was where Zhuge Xinyue's Heavenly Palace was located, and that was where Zhuge Xinyue's soul was.

He was a little hesitant, a little afraid.

He hesitated to point this finger, which would cause irreparable damage to Zhuge Xinyue, and he was afraid that if he pointed down, he found that Zhuge Xinyue's soul had been extinguished.

He didn't have it, but he was afraid of losing.

Gradually, his eyes became firm, and then he pointed, and his mind accompanied Zhenyuan to Zhuge Xinyue's eyebrows.

This is a very dangerous behavior, and it is also extremely disrespectful to others.

Because of this, it is easy to damage the soul of the other person, and because of this, it is easy to eavesdrop on the thoughts of others.

Tang Bai felt that his mind had entered a gloomy universe, the ancient cold planets were all over every corner of the universe, and the breath of destruction and silence permeated all directions of the universe, there was no vitality, no light, no vitality, only lifeless silence.

This is Zhuge Xinyue's sea of knowledge, those gray planets are Zhuge Xinyue's 108,000 thoughts, now there is no thought of good, evil, beauty and ugliness, no greed and vanity, no grievances, no fear of life and death... All her thoughts turned into a dead silence, like mountains, rocks and trees, without thinking or acting, without thoughts.

Tang Bai was a little flustered, Zhuge Xinyue's situation was even more serious than he imagined.

His mind passed through the sea of consciousness and saw the door to Zhuge Xinyue Heavenly Palace.

The invisible gate exudes the fluctuations of life and the power of destruction, and the two extreme forces are like the turbidity of heaven and earth, perfectly blended together.

This is the Gate of Heaven!

Life is the power of the soul, and destruction is the original power of the Heavenly Palace to resist external consciousness. If he wanted to enter Zhuge Xinyue's Heavenly Palace, Tang Bai's mind would have to break through the destructive power of the Heavenly Palace Gate.

Zhuge Xinyue is a soul-attracting monk, and his cultivation of the sea and his understanding of the soul have reached a height that Tang Bai cannot reach.

Although Tang Bai practiced the avenue of 'illusion' and also practiced the "Nine Yang Sutra", he still had no way to face the gate of the Heavenly Palace of Zhuge Xinyue Zhihai.

And as soon as his mind entered the gate of the Heavenly Palace, he could only bear it, and could not resist.

A gate of the heavenly palace without soul dominance, destruction is an instinctive protection, once resisted, it is very likely to shatter Zhuge Xinyue's heavenly palace, at that time, it is when Zhuge Xinyue's soul dissipates, even if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, there is nothing they can do.

Tang Bai didn't hesitate, his mind slammed into Zhuge Xinyue's Heavenly Palace Gate.

There is no hindrance to the comings and goings, the four directions are empty, and there are five-colored divine lights shining down from the sky, and there is a Tao method in the divine light, which seems to be like the scorching sun and snow, constantly melting Tang Bai's thoughts.

Tang Bai couldn't resist, he could only bear it, so when he was less than half a pillar of incense, his thoughts disappeared in the divine light.

At the same time, Tang Bai's Zhihai was in pain and came to his senses.

But he did not compromise, his mind moved, and his thoughts entered Zhuge Xinyue Zhihai again, and continued to go to the gate of the Heavenly Palace.

He must see Zhuge Xinyue's life and soul, only in this way can he know how to save her.

It's just that the scene in the gate of the heavenly palace has changed again, the colorful divine light has disappeared, and there are countless colored sand grains in all directions; these sand grains are large and small, the shape is different, and the light is like crystal, and if you look closely, there is a brilliance in it, and the sun is dense and uncertain.

As soon as Tang Bai's thoughts touched these grains of sand, they burned like flames, and the sharp blades were piercing, and in less than half an hour, they turned into a puff of green smoke.

Several times like this, his thoughts did not break through Zhuge Xinyue's Heavenly Palace Gate, and the destructive power of the Heavenly Palace Gate would always turn into a scene, containing the power of earth, wind, water and fire, annihilating his thoughts and making him mentally depressed.

For a while, he couldn't help but be upset, so he was able to take a few deep breaths, and then silently read the cultivation method of the "Nine Yang Sutra" again, so that he calmed down his mind and thought about the way to crack it.

And at this time, someone came again.

The person who came was a beautiful woman, leading two cardamom girls, wearing Feng Pavilion's clothes, covered in blood, stumbling into Tang Bai's sight, before the person arrived, the voice had already come: "Daoyou, the Lieyang Sect suddenly attacked Feng Pavilion, I hope that Daoyou is cultivating immortal veins, please help." ”

Then, six or seven more people flew in the air, and a blue-shirted man in the lead shouted: "Look at the Tulip Fairy, you can't run away, it's better to honestly follow our senior brothers back to the Flame Sect and enjoy the joy of that man and woman, wouldn't it be better than cultivating immortals." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tang Bai and Zhuge Xinyue.

Although Zhuge Xinyue was ragged and suspended in the air, she still had a cold and noble temperament.

The man in the blue shirt was about to make a joke, but he didn't want the junior brother next to him to suddenly scream and startle him, and he turned around and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Senior Brother Liu, the master said: The landslide is not distracted, and the ground is cracked without distraction, why is there such a fuss?"

The man named Senior Brother Liu pointed in front of Tang Bai and shouted, "Master... Teacher. ”

At this time, the man in the blue shirt also saw the corpse on the ground, and then raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at Tang Bai and said, "Boy, did you kill Uncle Zhang?" ”

Tang Bai glanced at him, then swept past the people beside him, and suddenly moved, like a gust of wind blowing, and then returned to the same place, and turned his gaze to Zhuge Xinyue.

Behind him, seven blood arrows erupted.

There is still no way, and there is still no reason.

Seven people fell straight down.

The three women in Fengge looked at Tang Bai dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to make a sound for a while.

Tang Bai didn't pay attention to them, and was still thinking about a way to enter Zhuge Xinyue Heavenly Palace.

It's just that Zhuge Xinyue has a greedy thought in his heart, and his wisdom is hindered, and for a while, how can he think of a way?

His thoughts entered the gate of Zhuge Xinyue Heavenly Palace again, and at this time, there was chaos in all directions, and there was an earth spring emerging from the Heavenly Palace, and the turbid yellow water instantly submerged his thoughts, and the corrosive power in the water, like sulfuric acid, made his thoughts melt.

Just when his thoughts were about to dissipate, he was blessed to the heart, and suddenly looked at the Buddha statue of the Buddha King of Fudo that he had seen in his previous life.

All of a sudden, the aura on his body changed, and he became a treasure and solemn, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in Buddha's light.

His body does not move, his mouth does not move, his mind does not move, and the sky and the earth crack, the vicissitudes of life, as if they cannot be shaken.

His mouth, body, and mind became one, and his thoughts were not only thoughts, but his will.

His will is compassionate and strong, emitting golden Buddha light, as if ten thousand laws are not immersed, constantly forcing the turbid water of the four directions open, and does not hurt the gate of the heavenly palace in the slightest.

Then, the gate of the heavenly palace changed again, there was a fire burning for a while, an inch of ice to the bone, a moment of thunder and lightning shining in the world, and a moment of wind like a knife...

Tang Bai's body and mind are one, the more so, the more solid his mind becomes, the Buddha's light shines like light, and all the destructive power of the gate of the Heavenly Palace is dissolved in the Buddha's light.

Unconsciously, Tang Bai's thoughts suddenly felt a burst of relief, and then the destructive power around him dissipated, and he saw an ethereal world.

There is no heaven or earth in this world, only a transparent, naked female figure sitting.

This figure is Zhuge Xinyue's soul.