The man in white is outside the independent door, and his phoenix eyes are slightly drooping.

On a spring night, snow fell from the sky on the top of the mountain, fell on a faded bag in his right hand, and then turned into water droplets and condensed together, like someone's tears rolling down the palm of his hand.

Twenty-five years ago, the girl in red with a playful bun pulled her into the forbidden land of Changhao Mountain, and in front of the deep cave, she shyly handed this bag.

He still clearly remembers that the sun was dazzling that day, her cheeks were crimson, her amber eyes were crystal clear, and she gently bit her bright red lips and looked timidly.

The green mountains and clear water reflect the bumps under the red dress, and at that time, any high-spirited young man could not be moved, but he refused, extremely firm

Because for as long as I can remember, a slender figure with long blue hair appears in a dream almost every night

Although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, she would whisper in her ear every night for more than 20 years, like a long love poem.

The voice made me feel very familiar, and it was very kind, like a beautiful sound, and the sound of the swallow warbler echoed in my mind over and over again, and promised me that if I could be reincarnated, you would definitely wait for me......"

Yes, I've been waiting for you. Although I don't know who you are, I will wait for you with all my might

In front of his eyes, the girl in red had tears in her eyes, trembling slightly in front of the cave and making an oath. She shouted hatefully that no matter what, I will not marry He Muhua in this life."

The word love is like the sharp edge of the knife.

Let go of the love thread and move forward;

Persistence gouges out one's eyes and falls into darkness forever.

He Muhua gently clenched his right hand and slowly opened it.

The little gift that had been delayed for twenty-five years, this bag that carried the best vision of a girl's youth, turned into a little flying sand in front of her eyes, just like in the previous illusion, and dissolved into the vast world of snow.

Chijin, it is impossible for me He Muhua to tolerate anyone in my heart in this life, even if you hate it the most, my junior sister, it is absolutely impossible

At this moment, his mind suddenly became clear

In the moment just now, he had cut off the indecisiveness that had been entangled for more than twenty years

He exuded a monstrous chill all over his body, and the two phoenixes stared fiercely at the void in the distance, flashing with a fierce light, as long as the master can be freed from the broken sword, I am willing to do anything."

At this moment, he knew it in his heart.

Twenty years ago, when I broke through the Great Perfection of Contemplation, I developed a kind of mental power that I had never felt before, the heart of killing

All along, he has been doing his best to contain it all the time, and Yiyi has avoided going crazy in the process of cultivation, being controlled by this murderous intent, and becoming a veritable killing god.

But now it seems, why not become a god of killing?

I will not kill you, but you will kill me

Just like the 999 steps on the Changxi platform, if you want to succeed, you must have a firm Taoist mind

How about killing? What a shame to die

If you go against the heart of the Dao, you can only become a pretended good person, and the devil who will always succumb to your heart will not only not be able to improve your cultivation, but you can only be a person who goes against your heart from now on

Today, if I can let go of my love, I will be able to break through the details one day

As long as I can rescue Master, I will definitely be able to attain the perfection of my Dao heart

Then, let me be the most murderous person in the world

Let me He Muhua bear the spurning and scolding of the whole world

From now on, anyone who dares to stop me except my disciples, as long as he dares to block before me, He Muhua will be punished with all his might, and an invisible momentum will burst out from his body

The black hair danced in the air without the wind, and the white clothes swished in the snow

The sixth-level barrier, which had not been loosened for a long time, began to tremble violently in his body.

There are three barriers in the sixth level, which is the last of the middle stage. A cultivator must have a vigorous accumulation in order to make a breakthrough at one time.

And these three barriers are more difficult than the other, if you want to succeed in an impact, it is like crossing the ditch and the ravine, which is a very difficult thing.

Therefore, many cultivators will deposit for decades, searching for all the rare and exotic treasures that can be found in the world, helping at the last moment of rushing through the level, breaking through the last limit, and breaking through to enter the late stage of entering the micro

However, He Muhua did not have any magic weapon to help him at this time. He loosened the invisible talisman attached to his brow that sealed the Killing Heart.

At this time, the vigorous momentum was like an explosion, climbing at an extremely fast speed, and after easily rushing through the first barrier in his body, he still did not slow down, and even faintly accelerated his speed, attacking the barrier of the second body

The tall red bottle is meditating halfway up the mountain. Suddenly, he jumped up and looked towards the top of the mountain in a daze.

The head of the sect, Chi Ao, was still in the main hall at this time, although there was no one left, but all kinds of brilliance flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, his whole body froze, and then he rushed to the door of the main hall in an instant, his eyes revealing indescribable hatred, looking at the top of the peak of Changhao Mountain, which specially arranged for guests to stay.

The black-clothed Chi Meng, who returned to the cave, also rushed to the entrance of the cave, twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, the expression in his eyes was complicated, and he muttered that he actually broke through in this choice, but with you, I want to see if you win me"

The momentum in that body violently slammed into the second barrier, once, twice, three times...... It wasn't until the sixth time that it was finally shattered, but by this time, the follow-up power had clearly begun to weaken.

He Muhua did not hesitate at all, and took it out of the storage space of the jade belt around his waist in a flash. It was only an inch high, with a peculiar shape, like a gourd and a treasure bottle, shining with a milky white halo. He held his right hand tightly and probed into it with his telekinesis, and immediately caught a milky white spirit floating in the magic weapon, and he decisively sealed the instrument spirit with a powerful consciousness, and without giving it any chance to resist, he completely inhaled it into his body

The moment it merged, the somewhat depleted qi rose again. But the magic weapon suddenly lost its brilliance, and in an instant it was full of cracks and turned into slag in his hands.

He took out three more ordinary magic weapons that he carried with him one after another, and after swallowing the machine spirit alive according to this method, he finally began to impact the third barrier

This third barrier was like Tarzan, standing firm under his successive attacks. He Muhua was not impatient, but calmed down more. He focused his mind on his eyebrows, recalling the moment when he broke through his gaze, condensed the power of his mind, and then transformed into a killing heart in an instant.

Sure enough, the killing heart in the center of his eyebrows, which had been sealed by him for a long time, began to tremble under his re-realization. He Muhua felt that his forehead was instantly frozen as if he was frozen, and his eyes were gradually covered with a red color, and his mind began to be fully enveloped by that killing intent.

A smile appeared strangely at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to make him recall happy things, but at this time, what he remembered in his mind was that twenty years ago, one person and one sword started from the mountain gate of Changhao Mountain, slashing and slashing countless people all the way to the main peak and rescue the master. It was also at that time that the heart of killing really took root in his Dao thoughts.

The blood mist in the sky, the terrifying wounds, and the pain all over his body made his eyes turn red at this time Yes, killing can give me strength, and killing is the foundation of my Dao Fa consummation

There was a loud bang in the body in an instant, and a monstrous momentum ten times stronger than before erupted from the man in white again, soaring into the sky

A few had already arrived, but the elders who were stopped by the tall red bottle at the bottom of the mountain also looked at the top in a daze. At this time, the head of the sect, Chi Ao, the man in black, Chi Meng, and all the other people who had reached the level of subtlety or above, were shocked by this momentum and had nothing to say in their hearts

In the late stage of the micro, he actually broke through to the late stage of the micro in Changhao Mountain

The secret glimmer of joy at the feast had now turned into despair in an instant

Chi Meng is not his opponent, and it can even be said that there is no one in this Changhao Mountain who is his opponent

The black-clothed Chi Meng had already come to the sword at this time. He crossed his arms around his chest, stepped on the green long sword, and looked at He Muhua from afar. The man in white regained his momentum, and walked towards him on the snow, and the matter between you and me will be decided. He looked at Chi Meng with a smile and said softly.

"He Muhua, you are really not an ordinary person" Chi Meng snorted heavily, and he had to admire this person who made hatred go to the bone.

"Three days later, see" The white robe was turned over, and the man in white turned back resolutely.

The man in black was no more, but rushed back to the cave, closed the door of the cave, and began to retreat for the duel

Three days went by in a flash.

The atmosphere among the high-level leaders of Changhao Mountain was extremely dull, and there was no confidence behind the previous hypocrisy, especially the head of the house, Chi Ao. Twenty years ago, after the first battle of the four major sects, the two Taishang elders in the late stage of the Wei Dynasty were seriously injured, one dead and one injured. The injured person's cultivation fell straight into the early stage of the micro, and he did not leave the customs for 20 years.

Now He Muhua has broken through the most difficult first hurdle in front of him and is promoted to the later stage

Looking at the world, among the four major sects, only the Supreme Elder and the head of the Ethereal Peak, as well as the few old guys who couldn't retreat in Mirror Lake and the most hateful blue-haired boy could be comparable to him

Thinking of this, the head of the house, Chi Ao, smashed his fist on the table uncontrollably. This shocked the other elders and deacons in the temple. "The head of the door, the envoy of Shangqing Mountain said, "There is a door person who has a loud voice.

"Please." Chi Ao immediately put away his gaffe, and instantly changed into a warm smile and got up to greet him.

"Meet the Chief." He Muhua smiled kindly, like a spring breeze, full of spirit, and his eyes inadvertently swept over the corner of the desktop in front of him.

"The Messenger, please take a seat." The head of the house, Chi Ao, saluted respectfully and asked an old man in red next to him, "Chizhong, can you start a hexagram?" "Honorable Commander, start now" Chizhong withdrew his gaze on the man in white, and replied.

So a few Taoists carried a finely carved red sandalwood square table from one side of the hall and placed it in the center. The old man of Echizhong Dao took out a delicate and small bronze bowl wrapped in golden silk cloth from the sleeve of his wide robe and placed it on the table. He took out a very ordinary-looking bronze mirror and placed it next to the bowl. Then he closed his eyes at the table, pointed the ring finger of his right hand at the small bronze bowl, and muttered a word in his mouth.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the bowl, but He Muhua was more concerned about the small mirror. Although he had not seen the hexagram deduction of Changhao Mountain, his intuition told him that the mirror was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon

Sure enough, after a moment, Chi Zhongzi's finger turned to the mirror. At the same time, a dazzling golden light flashed from the mirror

As the voice of the red neutron grew louder, the golden light grew stronger until it became a pillar of light that shone directly above the main hall

"Please, boss." He took two steps back and gave up his place at the table.

The head of the house, Chi Ao, walked to the table solemnly, took a dagger from Chi Zhong's hand, and slashed it directly in the palm of his hand. Bright red blood flowed like a fountain into the small bronze bowl. One knife was not enough, so Chi Ao slashed the second and third knives in his hand...... It wasn't until the sixth knife that the small bowl was finally filled with blood.

In silence, Chi Ao's face did not change, he handed the dagger back to Chi Zhong and went straight back to his seat.

I saw that Chi Zhong quickly threw the small mirror into the blood bowl, and in an instant, a huge roar sounded from the bowl, and the entire table shook violently with the small bowl, as if it was about to be destroyed at any time.

The pillar of light was obscured by the moment the mirror had just sunk into the blood, but after a few breaths, when the bowl stopped trembling, the pillar of light burst out of the blood again, and with a strange blood red, enveloping the entire hall in an indescribable bloody light.

After a few moments, the pillar of light slowly dissipated under the gaze of everyone. Surprisingly, the blood in the small bowl seemed to have evaporated, and there was not a drop left

"The head of the family, the hexagram is like a hexagram" The old red neutron's deep voice echoed above the main hall

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