I saw that suddenly there was acid rain from the sky, Yun Fan's flesh and blood festered, the rusty sword was dim and colorless, and it was a little erratic, only to see that it was the Scorpion Emperor who was spitting venom under the scorpion tail and turned into poisonous rain, Yun Fan felt that his spiritual power seemed to be dissipating, and he fell into the sand, his mouth was full of sand, Yun Fan's expression became hideous, and the Scorpion Emperor was slowly approaching, as if it was a visit from the god of death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Lian told himself not to panic, there was a way, sure enough, a drop of water in the dantian wrapped his body, and disappeared in an instant, leaving the Scorpion Emperor stunned in place, and the momentum of the sky swept across the desert, Yun Fan couldn't feel it, his body was slowly rotting, and his bones were festering, as if he was dying because of this, Bai Lian was very leisurely in the soul sea, without any worries.

Yun Fan's soul was also safe and sound, Bai Lian told him not to be anxious, close his senses, and avoid pain, his soul paced back and forth in the sea of souls, obviously very eager, after all, it was his own body, and it was a little painful to look at it like this.

Sure enough, I don't know how far I walked outside, a drop of water, integrated into the body, the whole drop of water is like a river, turned into countless people, completely integrated into Yun Fan's body, the body seems to be changing in a sense, I saw the eleventh star in my dantian, I understand, this is the chance, the corners of my mouth raised, and I smiled from the heart, obviously, this muddy mercenary war.

gave himself the only benefit, although he did not gain fame, but let the forces of the world lose a group of elite legions, why not, what happened in the outside world, Yun Fan did not know, there was no direction in the desert, there was no guidance of water, Bai Lian told himself to go according to his feelings, his destination, and the way of heaven would tell him that the wind would take him to walk.

Lowering his eyes, he seemed to understand the meaning of heaven and earth, like an ascetic, walking aimlessly, his skin was tanned, and his golden body had already turned into the appearance of an ordinary person, which could have turned into a dragon body, but Yun Fan didn't want to disturb Long Ling'er, Long Ling'er fell into a deep sleep in the fallen dzi, if Yun Fan turned into a dragon body, he would definitely disturb Long Ling'er and let her wake up in advance, Yun Fan didn't want to.

Every step, it seems to fit the mystery of heaven and earth, the rhyme of the avenue resonates, as if it is to improve their own cultivation, in fact, is to polish their own Dao heart, if you want to be invincible in the world, you must have an eternal Dao heart, just like the water surface of the ancient well without waves, or the eternal boulder, let the wind and rain blow, my Dao heart is invincible in the world, in order to be invincible through the ages.

Sharpen the heart of the Dao, the scorching sun is scorching, the sun is scorching the earth, like a blazing furnace, Yunfan sweat is like rain, dripping in the sand, and his own breath is integrated into nature, this is the meaning, everywhere shows the meaning, this is the foundation, the heaven and the earth are yellow, the name is engraved into the peak cliff, the name is rotten earlier than the corpse, if you want to really stay in people's hearts, for grace, grace will be passed down for thousands of generations.

If you want people to remember your murderous name, let the blood of heaven and earth flow like a river, millions of corpses, people are afraid, ghosts are scattered, that is a demon, Yun Fan wants to choose, he would rather be a person who pays silently, he does not want to leave a name, his own story, he knows, why it has to be passed down for thousands of generations, and why, to let future generations dig out his own history, Yun Fan does not want to, nor does he want to, he just wants to spend his life in peace.

On the world, what is love, obsession; On the number of strong people in the world, dry bones; On where the way of heaven is in the world, it is everywhere; Buddha, this is a demon, a thought, into a demon, a thought, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, what is the god's mansion, calling the wind and rain, filling the mountains and moving the sea, saving the common people What is the god's mansion, what is Shura, killing tens of millions, blood flowing into a river, the territory is a battlefield, all are killing; What is a human being, hands and feet, nose, eyes, ears, all appearances, the creator of the world, the one who is human, the one who destroys the world, all things!

White Lotus in the sea of souls to praise the world and the like, the perception of heaven and earth, Yun Fan seems to have grasped something, twilight, under the hot sun, let the scorching sun roast moxibustion, the heart of the Tao is like an unearthed jade, constantly polishing, looking at the red dust for ten thousand years, cutting off seven emotions and six desires, breaking obsessions, Fang is the Buddha's mansion, seven emotions and six desires are still there, blind cultivation can be a monk, killing nature, it is Shura, Yun Fan, there is a Buddha, a monk, and a Shura triad.

Aiming at the sky, wanting to step on the top of the nine heavens, looking for a wife, looking for a brother, looking for longevity, can not be flat, palm the sky, out of reach, destroy the sky, unthinkable, if you want a purpose, live to the end, hope to be happy, let the heavens and the earth be miserable, do your best.

If the heart is at ease, let the evil words add up, my heart is like ups and downs, the world is big, there is no shortage of me, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, I saved a domain, I can't save the world, I killed Shura, I can't kill the common people, the heart is still, indifferent, family affection is like water, friendship is like a mountain, love is like a cloud dome, every place is so far away from themselves, but it makes my heart tremble, understand, Dantian Linghai is rising the twelfth star, back to basics, completely perfect, can be the limit, Bailian told himself that there are thirteen stars that cannot be broken in the legend.

In the previous life, the reason why I failed to be perfect was that I fell into the trap of power, fame and fortune, and I couldn't get around, and I couldn't perfect the heart of the Great Dao.

Yun Fan shook his head, like an ascetic, walking towards one place, kept walking, his shoes were rotten, barefoot, making the soles of his feet red, as if he had been tortured, Yun Fan didn't have any movements, just walking, his expression seemed to be enjoying, enjoying the process, although this is walking, but he has comprehended a lot, Mother Earth, the power of the earth, heavy, calm, no matter how hard it is, calm to deal with, it can be regarded as a reminder to Yun Fan, Yun Fan knows that he may not be able to get it, but why, why not take the opportunity to hone himself, This is also a very good thing.

The corners of her mouth raised, her heart became active, her mood was no longer irritable, she became brisk, as if she had been greatly encouraged, Bai Lian was completely relieved, Yun Fan was still very satisfied with her, after all, she had been strong with him for countless years, and her strong understanding made her say that she saw hope, and she was in a correct state of mind, which made Bai Lian very pleased.

Hiking the desert for 90,000 miles, where is the oasis, no one knows, where the birds don't, there is no green, a piece of sand and earth color, which makes people look dazzling, but the clouds are twilight, closed to the soul perception, with hearing, walking in the desert, no wind, walking by flowing clouds, this is an artistic conception, relying on nature, the power of nature, is the essence of heaven.

The power of nature can be the power of the way of heaven, believe in nature, return to the way of heaven, respect the way of heaven, the way of heaven feedback to you, monk, this is to conform to the way of heaven, in order to cultivate, the thunder tribulation descends, it should be, the monk is against the sky, if you want to obey, it is to let go of the thunder, do not want to let go, let go of the soul and let the thunder split, it can be said to seek death, but that's it.

Yun Fan suddenly opened his eyes, the sky was full of dark clouds, rolling thunder, buzzing, only to see the desert sinking, as if something terrible had happened, everything was silent, as if it was going to rain, sure enough, it rained when it was said to rain, Yun Fan was like a spirit in the water, Wan Shui leaned on his side, dancing, and a huge bronze ancient shop appeared in front of him.

There are several obscure words engraved on it, and Bai Lian told Yun Fan that this is the name of the Tibetan Immortal Palace, what is the immortal, the peak of the monk, like the divine residence, but one is the peak of the avenue, and the other is the peak of cultivation, although the two seem to be the same, they are very different.

The pinnacle of the Dao, one person together, the peak is holy, the immortal is the ultimate of the holy, it can be said that the real peak, Yun Fan smiled stupidly, as if he had expected it, only to see a drop of Yun Fan's essence blood, dripping into the Tibetan Immortal Palace, the whole hall is like a greedy child, buzzing.

I saw that Yun Fan fell into the dzi and countless demon beasts appeared, Yun Fan was like Shura, harvesting their lives, and the blood was desperately dripping on the temple, Bai Lian told him that he needed blood sacrifices, and he needed blood to instill and maintain energy, only to see Yun Fan pull one of his arms and turn into pus and blood.

Achieved the Tibetan Immortal Palace, he also has the blood of the dragon, the noble bloodline, compared to the ordinary demon beast is higher I don't know how much, it can be said, it is completely enough, I see, the thunder and lightning fell, split into the Tibetan Immortal Palace, countless thunder tribulations are like rain, Yun Fan retreated, for fear of disaster and fish, only to see that the gate seems to carry all the power, the dark clouds go, the thunder stops, only to see the gate buzzing.

As if ready to explode at any time, Yun Fan slowly approached, a thunderbolt, rushed towards Yun Fan, unable to prevent it, Yun Fan was directly knocked away, where the dantian was, Bai Lian desperately resisted, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, blocking this desperate blow, tears flowed from the corners of Yun Fan's eyes, and the power of thunder was fed back to Yun Fan, but Yun Fan got the benefit because of this, Bai Lian was injured, and she was most afraid of the thunder tribulation.

Now, the ultimate power of several thunder tribulations fell together, hitting the white lotus, it can be said that the white lotus has a feeling of dissipation, Yun Fan saw a few petals of the white lotus withering in the soul sea, obviously injured to the extreme, Yun Fan's heart stinged, he had no grace to repay the white lotus, he had to find something to make up for the white lotus, so that he could repay the kindness, after speaking, he made up his mind to enter the Tibetan Immortal Palace.

The door was pushed, and it fell with a bang, obviously it was the change of time in the ancient times, so that it could no longer bear it, and now someone finally came in, so to speak, fulfilled his fate, and inside was a road, and countless fires instantly ignited the oil handle.

Lighting for Yun Fan, bottomless, can't see through what is below, next to it are some stone paintings, as if recording some history, Yun Fan glanced at it, most of them were remembered in his mind, the monk is so convenient, never forget, it can be said that it is very simple to remember everything, only the rules of artistic conception, and the rhyme of the avenue.