The ferry port in Tianzi Town was even more desolate under the rain, and the three of them walked slowly, Mu Yanran's steps were very staggering, stumbling, if it weren't for Wei Fengyan's support, it was very likely that he would fall into the water. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The best memories of Mo Kongjing's life are on Tianzi Mountain, in Tianzi Town, and in front of Tianzi Lake.

In front of the secret realm of the secluded court that year, the senior sister fell from the sky like a red fire, and in front of the lakeside that year, the living water was vivid, and the senior sister did not say goodbye.

It seems that that dazzling person always likes to join the lives of others in a very special way, and then leave a bunch of indelible memories clapping his hands and not even saying goodbye.

That year, on the outskirts of Tianzi Town, there was a funny and embarrassed figure who was chased by two fish monsters and screamed, and then worshiped her teacher to warm her heart, but finally died tragically in front of her.

At the foot of Tianzi Mountain that year, she was forced to be cornered, and she encountered the greatest luck in her life.

Her life was wonderful, and many people added gorgeous and wonderful strokes to it, but in the end, these people became old friends, and she actually left nothing.

When Mu Yanran cried that this was to force her to death, Mo Kongjing was not moved.

When Mu Yanran cried loudly not to go, not to ask, not to pursue the ethereal path of immortality, Mo Kongjing was shaken for a moment in his heart, but in the end, he just shook his head helplessly.

She said, "Yanran, we can't go back."

Mu Yanran was stunned, and finally secretly saddened.

Ah Jing can't turn back, why shouldn't she, they have gone too far on this road, paid too much, experienced too much parting pain, too many people, too many sacrifices, too much helplessness.

How can you forget it?

Even if you don't seek immortality or immortality, the scars you have left behind, the indelible damage in your heart are impossible to forget.

Nothing that is carried on the body can be removed.

"It turns out that this is my inner demon...... Mo Kongjing's expression remained unchanged, the demon's roar and laughter gradually moved away from his ears, and the water of the ferry under the smoke and rain was filled with layers of smoke, Tianzi Town was still there, and Tianzi Mountain in the distance was still the same, but it was just ......

The mountains are there, the water is clear, and the people have not returned.

The hand rises, the sword falls, and the slash - Fanghua.

Dao Jian, the heart is clear, ask - immortality.

'Whoa! ’

The pictures shattered like broken mirrors into pieces of different shapes.

From the tip of the Mo Kong Mirror Sword, the crack pierced the entire sky, the sky collapsed with a bang, and the earth shook the mountains, and the powerful heart demon seemed to be unable to withstand such a sword.

All the pictures are reduced to a stream of light in the water curtain and pass away, three lifetimes, one life and death, two sufferings, and three separations.

"Poof...!" On the high platform, Xuan Mingzi spit out a mouthful of blood meaninglessly, raised his sleeves to cover up the blood without a trace, and raised his hand to meet the inquiring gaze of the three elders, Xuan Mingzi shook his head with a wry smile and lowered his voice, "Among the three people... One person's heart is devoured, and even I can't bear it. ”

Silent and silent, he cast his gaze directly into the water curtain and waited.

Everyone knows that the Three Lives Tribulation is to magnify the inner demons and trap people, but Xuan Mingzi goes against the sky and forcibly suppresses the inner demons and shrinks them to the point of being imperceptible.

The demons in the heart are devoured, the mirror is broken and reunited, it is the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, everything is clear, but because of a butterfly, it disturbs the overall situation, messes up the square inch, and also gives birth to the demons.

Xuan Mingzi and Yan Ling didn't know who that person was, but they knew better than anyone else in their hearts that the demons in their hearts were different.

If the heart demon is already ingrained to such an extent, the backlash under forced suppression will only strengthen the heart demon itself.

One of the three is destined to have no chance with the immortals.

Most of the cultivators are pure-hearted and have few desires, and those who are obsessed with demons in their hearts, how can they become immortals?

"Huh? Did the three tribulations survive like this? Doesn't that feel like a big deal? ”

With his hands naturally pillowed behind his head, Wei Fengyan casually looked at the blank world that had fallen into the chaos, and he didn't think so.

"I don't know who looked lost just now, demeanor, you can't lie." Mu Yanran smiled, and there was indescribable soft concern in her voice.

"Who, who lied! It's just nothing remarkable! Wei Fengyan, who was pierced, raised his head stiffly and retorted, but when he met the smiling eyes, he inevitably felt weak, and his voice weakened unconsciously.

She is not afraid of anything, but she is afraid that what she wants will come true.

How can her inner demons, the inner demons accumulated in three lives and three lifetimes, be extinguished?

The three of them were silent in the light curtain, everything they experienced in the three life tribulations seemed to be very simple and without any danger, but the feelings in the hearts of the three people were incomprehensible to others.

Life and death, suffering, separation, the most painful, tormenting and torturous things in the world, I'm afraid that's all.

Birth, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go, how can the eight sufferings of life be so easy to understand.

Immortal cultivators, cultivators, live all their lives to break free from these, but if it is really that easy, how can the world find it difficult to find immortals?

"That's? Outlet! Let's go, this is the first level of the Seven Sects Competition, don't be stunned. With that, Mo Kongjing walked towards the point of light that had just appeared not far away, and the two followed closely behind.

Seven martial arts competitions, the first level, is these three tribulations.

The monk's wisdom is endless, and he does not forget to enrich himself with his wisdom while fighting with the heavens.

These three lifetime tribulations are used to contain and eliminate the demons of the heart, throughout the ages, when the last tribulation of the Mahayana monks before the ascension is approaching, the vast majority of people have been defeated by their own demons.

As a result, the body dies and the bones are weathered.

The long journey of immortals, one wrong step, and all losses.

It's just that when the three of them stepped out and stood on the huge platform, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Uncle Xuanmingzi! Uncle Zero! Uncle Hengshan! Mu Yanran shouted loudly and rushed towards the Qinglong platform, only to see that there were many disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect falling on the huge platform, including the three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect, none of them were spared!

"What's going on? We just didn't go in for a long time, who is so capable of destroying the elite of the Seven Sects with this?! ”

Wei Fengyan swallowed hard, his eyes wide and he couldn't believe what he was seeing at the moment.

The Seven Sects, including the Xiaoyao Sect, all the people who came to the Xiaoyao Sect to participate in this prosperous martial arts competition all fell!

But the fallen people were all ruddy and peaceful, and even the sound of breathing was long, as if they were asleep......

This strange situation made Mo Kongjing shudder, this is the core area of Xiaoyao Valley, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect have lived here for thousands of years, and there are countless disciples guarding inside and outside the door, not to mention that it is still in the scene of the Seven Sects Competition, where the masters are like clouds!

Who in the whole world can defeat the masters of the Seven Sects by himself?

Who the hell is that person?!

(To be continued.) )