Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Three Thousand Great Dao Killed Her Alone

What kind of way is that?

It is like a mess of silk in the hemp, a drop in the sea, life and death among the flowers and leaves.

Such as the lotus blossom blooming, the morning fog is blurred, the warm sun is slightly raining, the snow is red sand, the four seasons are crossed in an instant, and the joys and sorrows are seen at a glance.

This is the way of displeasure, and it is also her demon.

The beginning of all things, the end of heaven and earth, this is also her calamity.

Invite the world to enter my way, mourn my sorrows, grieve my sorrows, and rejoice in my joys, all living beings are my own body.

May I cross all living beings for eternity alone, and I will fall to the other side.

This is not her way, how can it be called the way if the heart of the Tao is not strong.

Three thousand years of time in exchange for not liking a Dao heart like a child.

Confusion, like a knot made out of a mess.

Hard to find, like grains of sand in the vast sea.

Hesitation, like the cycle of life and death between flowers and leaves.

I don't like to have a way in my heart and no way, she has given up ascending for a thousand years, and has been struggling to find her own ethereal way.

People in the world often say that there are three thousand avenues, why none of these three thousand avenues belong to her.

She is the destined son of heaven, and she is also the most pitiful person in the world.

Is the life that has been given a mission really her way?

Perhaps, as Bai Ze said back then, there is no Tao between everything, and what I believe in my heart is the Tao.

Dao heart, Dao heart, only the place where my heart longs is the Tao.

Only where my heart desires is the way, and as everyone follows and does not like to realize this.

The continuous hundreds of clear lotus flowers on the stage began to wither their petals, and as soon as they touched the ground, they shattered into ice like crystal, making a crisp sound like the impact of a ring.

Everyone present woke up from the mysterious illusion, and their eyes became more respectful when they looked at them.

No one in this world will use his own way to transform others as he does not like it.

Everyone present benefited a lot, and even more sat on the ground to break through, and the aura in the field formed a vortex of aura under the attraction of those monks who broke through the cultivation.

For a while, the aura of the entire gate spirit was sucked by them.

Chaoyang Zhenjun is happy and sad, happy that the ancestor's move has deterred those who have bad intentions towards the sect, and sad that so many monks have advanced at the same time, can he carry such a consumption of this spiritual vein!

Among these monks who crossed the catastrophe in place, there were also many foreign monks, and you must know that those monks who came to celebrate were at least Jindan stage cultivators.

The aura that these high-level cultivators need to advance is not extraordinary!

Chaoyang Zhenjun, who is known as the iron rooster, feels that his flesh is trembling, how many spirit stones should this be!

What a sin, what a sin!

If you forget about the children of your own sect, you will even cheapen their group of expatriate monks for nothing!

Those who play the autumn wind don't have this style of play!

But he couldn't say anything because he was uncomfortable in his heart, so he could only grit his teeth and smile at the monks who came to thank him.

I don't like to take the release of aura back into my body, and I feel that my breath is unstable for a while, and my body is really worse day by day.

What's more, it is this kind of behavior that is against the way of heaven, that is, his identity is special, otherwise he will definitely suffer hundreds of heavenly thunders.

But if you don't say this kind of thing, no one will know, She stabilized the qi and blood surging in her body, and swallowed the blood in her throat that wanted to flow out.

She bracked herself up and said a few words, and after congratulating the new disciple on his entry, she retreated.

She couldn't stay here any longer, and she knew that if she stayed longer, she would be in danger of exposing her physical discomfort for another second.

Because of such a large number of disciples advancing, this new ceremony could not be continued for a while, so it was interrupted.

Those powerful cultivators who have not advanced have protected the Fa for those disciples around them who have been promoted.

I didn't like to say hello to Chaoyang Zhenjun, and went back to my cave.

As soon as she entered the realm of the sea of hatred, she couldn't control her blood from spitting out.

"Let you be strong, don't do what you can't do, there aren't many days left, you're messing around, I'm afraid I don't have anyone to collect your body."

Suddenly, a voice came to mind out of nowhere, and I didn't like to hear this, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

She sat limply down a tree and looked somewhere with a pale face.

"I thought you wouldn't be back."

"Hmph, we still have a contract tied to our bodies, if you die, I won't be able to live, half of my life is still tied to you, you hurt yourself so much that I hurt my life, do you think I can't come?"

The voice of the voice came from far and near, and a familiar figure slowly appeared in front of her eyes.

"You've solved all the things in the demon realm?"

Qiu Rakshasa frowned, obviously not wanting to bring up the topic.

"Not yet, those little cubs haven't seen me for a thousand years, and they haven't learned anything else, so they have learned to go against me."

Qiu Rakshasa's voice was irritable, and he didn't like it, and he couldn't hear that the things in the demon realm were not going well.

"Maybe letting them go with the flow is one way to do it."

Qiu Rakshasa turned his head to look at her, with negation in his eyes.

"I've been a demon for so many years, I don't know what kind of character they have? Let them go with the flow is to wait for the extermination. ”

His voice fell, frowned and said, "It turns out that you have long known about my involvement with the Demon Realm. ”

"For two thousand years, we have been inseparable, and there are some things that we don't want to know and know."

The voice was a little faint, and the color seemed to become a little whiter.

"The Dao heart is not strong, and you are still engaged in ten thousand people entering the Dao, aren't you sending you to death?"

Because of the estrangement between the two before, although Qiu Rakshasa cared about her, he still showed disgust.

"The knife is in the head, and I have to do it."

I don't like to grit the Rakshasa smile, that smile is not good-looking.

"Do you regret it?"

Qiu Rakshasa was asking her, didn't she regret not helping her at that time?

He shook his head: "Isn't it good for us to be like this?" You have time to deal with the affairs of the demon realm, and I can do my best for the chime gate. ”

Qiu Rakshasa looked at her pale face and sighed helplessly.

"But it's not always a way for you to do this, you have long been out of the mortal womb of the flesh, and now your longevity is unstable, you must find your own Dao heart or obey the will of heaven and take the initiative to ascend."

It's funny to say, Gu Buxi, who helped so many people enter the Tao and be promoted just now, couldn't find his own way.

As she said, there are 3,000 avenues, and none of them are what she wants to take.

I don't like a trace of loneliness in my eyes: "Let everything go naturally, it will always come when it should come, if I have a Tao in my heart, the Tao heart will naturally come." ”

"So you still don't want to soar."

The words of the Rakshasa are certain, he has always known that he does not like it, and few people can change anything about the things she has settled.

Except for the person back then, it's just that she has long since fallen like a fine sand in the red dust.