The sublimation of life, like the mutation of race,

The battlefield became silent again, a place forgotten by the world, just like Tang Bai, a forgotten person.

Compared with the whole world, the life and death of a person is not important, all living beings, you are there, the world has not been wonderful because of you, you have disappeared, and the world will not be sad because of you.

Half a year, Tang Bai's injuries finally recovered, he seemed to be a new life, he was tall and thin, the muscles all over his body were soft, the wings behind him turned into a ball of white gas, hidden in the shoulder blades, no trace; his appearance was cold, his eyes showed a confident light, he seemed to have broken the shackles of the world, there was no difficulty in the world to bother him, he stood there, his black hair was long, quiet and natural.

His state of mind was also sublimated, as if he was standing on the top of a high mountain, looking down on all beings.

People are like ant people, doing nothing, running around and working hard, and life is like grass and trees, after all, it is just the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

There was no trace of the wooden road people around, and there was a row of large characters left on the city wall not far away, which read:

"Little friend, the old road has left in advance, leaving the map on your chest, this time to help, when the old apologize to you for a favor, mountains and rivers, there will be a period later. ”

The wooden Taoist is gone, and the Taoist who brought him to this strange place is gone.

Tang Bai was not angry, everyone has their own world, and he can't become the only one in this world.

Mudao people are profound, but they are peaceful, and they have given exercises, so that they can condense Jindan.

Everyone has a self-interested heart, and if it is profitable, it is full, and if it is full, it is content, so why be angry?

Tang Bai picked out an old animal skin scroll from his bosom, on which were drawn a few extremely rudimentary lines.

This is the map?

Tang Bai couldn't understand anything.

However, he sensed a faint mana fluctuation from the beast skin scroll, and he tried to drip blood for refining, and soon, three-dimensional patterns appeared in his mind.

Where there are mountains, where there is water, where there are roads, where are dangers, where are feasible to settle down, very detailed.

It's really a map, and it's a good artifact.

Mudao people are really not a master of a small family.

Tang Bai changed his clothes and looked at the city not far away.

The city is very old, whether it is the rammed earth of the city walls or the ancient buildings in the city, they all exude the vicissitudes of history.

He did not enter the city, because he sensed that the ancient city was hiding an unknown danger.

The feeling is intense.

In the past, he was dedicated to cultivating and condensing the golden pill, but he didn't care, but now he was afraid, this city was like a peerless beast lurking in this ancient battlefield, which made him feel terrified.

The stronger a person is, the more he will discover his ignorance, but sometimes, he will feel that ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

The heart, after all, is contradictory, because the heart is always biased in a favorable direction.

Tang Bai didn't hesitate at all, turned around and left.

Wearing the stars and the moon, day and night, he walked cautiously in this ancient battlefield.

This is a way out that is different from the way it came, sometimes there are many strange mirages, sometimes there are strange whimpering and growling, sometimes there are huge phantoms that seem to loom...

But along the way, Tang Bai did not encounter too many dangers.

Where to stop and when to go, Tang Bai walked strictly according to the route on the animal skin scroll, meticulously, because he knew that as long as he took a wrong step, he would fall into immeasurable danger.

It's one thing to be afraid of death, it's another thing to want to die.

Aside from the dangerous threat of the battlefield, Tang Bai felt that this was more like a bizarre trip.

After three months, the ancient battlefield resounded with a rumbling sound, from far to near, like thousands of horses galloping.

Tang Bai stopped, and he felt a powerful and unparalleled coercion.

In the face of this coercion, he was like a weak ant facing the gods, which made him fearful, and let the psychology of contempt for all beings when he broke through the Golden Dao Dao return to his original intention.

People are human beings after all.

A mountain is higher than a mountain.

The battlefield was changing, and in the distant void, a brilliant light rose to the sky, and a huge old spear rose and fell in the light, and the endless battle spirit suddenly spread in all directions.

Even if he was far away, Tang Bai was affected by this powerful battle intent, his blood was burning, the cells of his body were excited, and his true yuan was surging, inexplicably wanting to rush into the depths of the boundless ancient battlefield, the endless battle.

At such a long distance, this fighting spirit actually suppressed Tang Bai's thoughts of awakening the heart of the first yang and the idea of enlightenment of the second yang, making him unable to control himself.

At the same time, in the sky, a broken sword flew in, splitting the void, carrying the sword light that destroyed everything, and hit the spear.

With one shot and one sword, the sky fell apart.

Heaven and earth exploded, like the last days.

The world in Tang Bai's eyes was being destroyed, the battle intent was disappearing, he came to his senses, and before he thought about it, his mind was controlled and lost by the infinite war intent, and his heart was terrified.

He desperately retreated according to the picture scroll of the animal skin of the wooden road man and found an ordinary dilapidated stone house.

It's a safe place.

The stone house is extremely weird, the lines on the stone wall seem to be cracks, and they are like runes, which are extremely irregular, but when attacked, the cracks will emit purple light, forming a purple protective array, isolating the outside power and forming a simple and independent space.

Tang Bai suppressed the fear in his heart, sat quietly in the stone house, closed his eyes and meditated, practiced the "Nine Yang Sutra", tried to dispel the anxiety and curiosity in the centrifugation, and clear his state of mind.

But after practicing for a long time, I felt that my mood was unsettled, and it was really difficult to settle down, and there was always a voice in my head that said: This is a rare opportunity to see such a wonderful battle, and after this village, there will be no such shop.

He knew it was his heart.

It's hard to disobey your heart.

He opened his eyes and looked at the light of the sky outside the stone house, and he tried to understand the meaning contained in the two weapons.

It is a very dangerous temptation, like an ignorant child jumping on the edge of a cliff.

The more dangerous it is, the more tempting it is.

His eyes flickered with lightning, and his gaze passed through the sky and landed on the spear in the void.

The spear is not really a spear, it is a rune formed by light, and countless runes form a form of the spear, and it is the will that supports the existence of this form.

It's the gun's will, it's the war's will.

The spear sensed Tang Bai's gaze, and a brilliant light poured into Tang Bai's eyes along the void gaze, heading straight for Tang Bai's sea of knowledge.

Rumble!

A huge spear appeared in Tang Bai's sea of consciousness, stirring his countless thoughts, like stars in the sky forming spiral-like ripples in the universe.

Tang Bai had a splitting headache and couldn't help himself.

Strange and familiar pictures appeared in his sea of consciousness, as if he had seen himself again.

Solemn, evil, resentful, touched, ferocious, painful, jealous...

Tang Bai couldn't control his thinking, and instinctively endured the change of thoughts that were precipitated in the sea of knowledge, and endured the powerful gun intent that shattered the thoughts of the sea of knowledge.

These former familiarities and strangeness, those remnants of memories that were forgotten in his mind, were extinguished under the powerful gun intent, and even the idea of one yang and two yangs in his cultivation was in jeopardy, and if this continued, Tang Bai would become an idiot.

While!

Tang Bai's sea of knowledge sounded in the depths of the bell, his eyebrows, emitting infinite golden light, the murmuring of the scriptures accompanied by the bell, sacred and solemn, melodious and far-reaching, not blasphemous.

Time stands still, even Tang Bai knows the sea, and the stars of the sea are dotted, as if forming a gorgeous star map.

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred thoughts are imprinted on a blank sheet of paper like countless dots.

In the darkness, a solemn and sacred force descended, and the first yang awakening mind and the second yang enlightenment thought were blessed by this force, and the golden light was blooming, intertwined with each other, forming a huge golden Buddha dharma appearance.

Ni, Ma, bar, coax...

The law minister spat out the truth, turned into runes, and landed on the huge spear, and with a bang, the two collided together.

Tang Bai instinctively screamed and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, when Tang Bai came to his senses, he felt a headache, as if there were countless silver needles interspersed in his mind.

He had to sit cross-legged and close his eyes to breathe.

Three days later, he opened his eyes, and although his spirit was still weak, the pain was much lighter.

The guns and swords on the battlefield are still fighting, and the supreme power envelops the four spaces.

Light, everywhere light, turned into a gun, turned into a sword.

Gun Mountain, Sword Sea.

Constantly colliding, constantly smoking, constantly reborn.

Tang Bai still watched, he felt that if he missed such an opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life in the future.

But he didn't dare to feel the battle intent of the spear and the sword intent of the broken sword.

This is an extremely ambivalent psychology.

Ask for it but not get it.

He thought, he just watched like this, and it was also a kind of chance.

But soon he was disappointed, the speed and strength of the two were too fast and too strong, and they were beyond his knowledge.

Just as a bird knows the sea but does not understand its mysteries, a fish can look up to the sky but does not understand the vastness of the sky, a man can get a woman but does not understand a woman's heart...

Know its form but not its meaning, know its reason but do not know its way.

If you can't capture the rhyme of the two weapons, and don't understand their changing power, you can't understand the artistic conception of the existence of the two at all.

As the days passed, the battle between the gun and the sword was not over, and Tang Bai looked at the brilliance of the void stupidly.

Slowly, he finally had a glimmer of enlightenment.

He has a natural affinity for the sword since he was a child, he has felt the Buddhist revelation in the meditation, and understands that 'the mountain is a mountain, the water is water, the mountain is not a mountain, the water is not water, the mountain is still a mountain, the water is still water' of the Buddhist truth, from the revelation to understand the artistic conception of the reincarnation of all things, this artistic conception into the swordsmanship, create a sword move of life and death.

He had obtained the extremely mysterious "Heavenly Machine Sword Technique" with three moves, and from the revelation in the "Heavenly Machine Sword Technique", he understood the true meaning of Jindan Avenue.

When he was in the Great Yan Sect, his mind was drawn into the sword wall, and he saw the process of the ancestor Li Sijiu's sword comprehension, and saw the evolution of the sword move that contains the creation of heaven and earth.

He had been standing on the shoulders of the giant, so he slowly saw the sword intent of the broken sword.

This is a restrained sword intent, a kind of killing sword intent, the sharpness of the sword, the ruthlessness of the weapon, the change of the law, and the power of the meaning have evolved to the extreme, which is completely a symbol of killing and death sword technique.

When he realized this sword intent, his mind seemed to become sharp all of a sudden.

He could feel the will to destroy all around him.

This kind of ambition makes people tremble, as if the heavens and the earth are about to be destroyed before our eyes, the world is about to collapse in an instant, and everything around us will disappear in an instant.

There is no sense of security.

Some are just scary.

Fear is felt in the soul.

Tang Bai used his finger as a sword, trying to integrate this will into his swordsmanship, but he always failed.

It has a form but no meaning.

He kept thinking and practicing constantly, completely immersed in the perception of swordsmanship.

As the days passed, the stone house was like a cage, but Tang Bai's heart was wandering in the world of swordsmanship.

Tang Bai sometimes looked at the void in the distance stupidly, like an idiot, dancing and gesturing, he sometimes closed his eyes and muttered to himself as if he was insane, he sometimes was silent, sitting upright, like a statue...

Seven years, seven years of enlightenment.

In the past seven years, Tang Bai has used different swordsmanship to fuse the sword intent emanating from the broken sword, but he always can't grasp the point of the sword intent, as if there is an invisible door blocking him.

After another ten years, Tang Bai has been completely immersed in the world of his own perception, there is no time and space in his world, there is no heaven and earth, his world only has swords, and even his knowledge of the sea and thoughts have turned into a long sword.

He divided the 'Tao into yin and yang', yang is vitality, and yin is death.

When using the Yang Sword, he integrated the thoughts of the awakening of the heart of the first yang and the enlightenment of the second yang into the swordsmanship.

For a moment, his sword intent became extremely sacred, as if it was no longer a weapon of killing, but like a ritual dance used in sacrifice.

He tried to let go of his mind again, no longer suppressing the evil qi, and integrating evil thoughts into the yin sword.

Until this time, he felt a trace of killing sword intent from it, but it was not pure killing, but a bloodthirsty desire and vicious ruthlessness.

Without the suppression of the evil qi of the first yang awakening mind and the second yang's idea of enlightenment, he can't control the evil thoughts formed by the evil qi at all, and it is easy to lose himself.

But the more he lost himself, the stronger the killing intent mixed with the sword intent became, as if this was the sword intent contained in the broken sword.

This is the demonic barrier, the demonic obstacle of cultivation.

His practice of the "Nine Yang Sutra" is the practice of knowing the original heart and purifying the heart, and he has the best understanding of the demonic obstacles of cultivation.

But the more he comprehended, the more he felt that the sword intent emanating from the broken sword was complicated.

The more I perceived, the more I felt the extremity of killing.

He wanted to integrate the artistic conception of killing into the swordsmanship of the Dao 'Dao dividing yin and yang', and form his own independent sword move sword intent.

Slowly, he realized that he was wrong.

He felt life from the sword intent of killing.

This is a very contradictory and common sense truth.

Such as Tai Chi negative yin and yang, endless.

Just like the way of heaven is endless, leaving a glimmer of life.

It was precisely because of this glimmer of vitality that the sword intent of the broken sword did not make people feel killing from the beginning, but was as vast as the sky and as deep as the sea.

People are merciful, but swords are merciless.

The sentient person controls the sword, and the ruthless person controls the sword.

Tang Bai finally discovered why the killing sword intent formed by the evil qi was different from the killing sword intent emitted by the broken sword.

One is the devil, and the other is the positive.

Tang Bai felt a vague vein.

In another decade in the stone house, Tang Bai was still addicted to his own world, until the heaven and earth suddenly 'boomed' loud noise, the earth suddenly rose and fell, and even the stone house was about to collapse, the world was turned upside down, and a crisis of the end was approaching Tang Bai came to his senses, and he found that the void in the distance was chaotic, forming a huge black hole, enveloping this ancient battlefield.

Heaven and earth seemed to be about to be destroyed, and the air was suppressed to the extreme.

There is no mention of this change on the Wood Dao Man's animal skin scroll, which is a new change in the battlefield.

It's a prelude to the end of the world.

Tang Bai's heart seemed to be pinched tightly by an invisible hand, making him breathless, and the air around him was frozen to the extreme, restraining his body.

He only had one thought now, he had to leave this battlefield as soon as possible.

He rushed out of the stone house, and with a movement of his mind, the light on his shoulder blades turned into a phantom of wings, and he didn't care about it, and sped through this ancient battlefield.