"Enlighten the Tao, use heaven and earth as the medium, communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth, and pour the spirit of heaven and earth into the body, this is Tianwu, Tianwu to Daowu, you must first be clear about your Tao, and only then can you enter the Tao. ”

Venerable Shenglong said, one step, fell on the surface of the water, sat cross-legged in front of Ye Ling, with him as the center, a mixed yuan Taiji appeared, yin and yang rotated, and the whole world seemed to rotate together.

"How to enter the Tao, people are different, there are tens of millions of people in the world, all of them lie in the people themselves, I have also been at the peak of Tianwu for a hundred years, after looking at a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, into the Tao. ”

Venerable Shenglong said, and the whole world seemed to rotate with him.

"Ye Ling, your cultivation time is too short, just a few decades of mortal dust, how can you comprehend, enter the Dao, don't be in a hurry, calm down, when the time comes, you will naturally enter the Dao......"

Before the words fell, Venerable Shenglong's expression suddenly froze, his palm stretched out, and a bead flew out.

Since it entered his hands, the beads that have never moved, but today they suddenly moved, and flew out of the Qiankun Ring, as if there was a spirit, and it actually flew towards Ye Ling, looking at this scene, the Ascending Dragon Venerable stared.

"Sword Immortal ......"

In a trance, a voice sounded between heaven and earth, as if whispering, into everyone's mind.

There were sword lights overflowing in the beads, as if there was a sea of swords hidden in it, and a phantom slowly walked out of it, and a phantom shadow just stood on top of the cloud lake, but it made the Venerable Desheng Dragon tremble in his heart.

"It's ...... How is that possible?" Venerable Shenglong said in a trembling voice, looking at this scene, his face trembled, standing up from the surface of the lake, the gossip rotated, and little by little it disappeared on the surface of the lake.

The moment the phantom appeared, a cloud lake seemed to be still, and for a moment, everything returned to calm.

The bead shattered, the phantom dissipated, he was just a phantom, a remnant thought, left in the ruins of the Sword Immortal Palace, a long time and immortal, maybe just to wait for something, now he has waited.

"Hell!"

In the depths of Ye Ling's soul, the gate of hell appeared, and a phantom appeared, which was the figure on the bead, standing in front of this door, and said two words.

"Void God, it's a pity, it's dead, leaving a wisp of residual thoughts, if you live, maybe you can help us. ”

"If I can get out of hell, maybe I can help you rebuild your body and live another life, but it's a pity. ”

......

A few words came from behind the gates of hell, faintly, as if a small episode in leisure time, without much fluctuation.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and behind the phantom, Ye Ling's spiritual sense appeared, looking at him with a solemn face.

"Tianshu. ”

The phantom didn't turn his head, and a word made Ye Ling's expression tremble, Tianshu, he is not unfamiliar with this name, in the land of Qi, there is also a person who told him that his name is Tianshu.

"Are you the hall master of the Tianshu Hall of the Sword Immortal Palace?" Ye Ling asked again, staring at the figure in front of him.

"Before the Master was consecrated, there were seven Protectors, and I was one of them, the Heavenly Pivot. ”

The phantom replied, if it is almost the same, it is almost the same as the Tianshu of the land of Qi, but the difference is that this phantom does not mean that he is the hall master of the Tianshu Hall of the Sword Immortal Palace.

They are all Tianshu, how can there be two Tianshu, could it be that one of them is fake?

"No, you're not a Tianshu, I once knew a Tianshu, he's not you, you're lying to me. ”

Ye Ling said, the phantom was silent, for a long time, a hand stretched out, caressing the gate of hell, there was a touch of darkness surging in the gate of hell, it was actually devouring him little by little.

"There is only one Tianshu, and I am the only one. He said, his figure illusory, swallowed by the gates of hell little by little.

"Ye Ling, remember, you were born with hell, your Dao can only be hell, you are the guardian of this gate, you must live, none of them can be released. ”

The phantom said, in a word, the gate of hell trembled, and in just an instant, it was swallowed up by the gate of hell, Ye Ling looked at this scene, his expression was shocked, and the next moment, a ray of ghost light shot out from the gate of hell, enveloping him.

Eternal darkness, boundless silence, without a glimmer of light, this is a world more terrible than death, nothing, as if nothing exists, not even time.

"Hell ......"

In his ears, a voice lingered, as if to remind Ye Ling of what kind of place this was.

Under the Nine Shadows, outside the desolate universe, a place of eternal darkness, where nothing can exist, there is no time, and here is the most evil and terrible existence in the world.

Just in an instant, the darkness was disillusioned, and Ye Ling's spiritual sense appeared in the sea of souls again, in front of the gate of hell, a ghostly light, as if it was someone's memory, made him see hell.

The Gate of Hell, he is not the only master, there have been people who have become the masters of hell and have also entered hell, this memory seems to be reminding Ye Ling.

"You were born with hell, and your way will only be hell, and you are the guardian of hell. ”

In a haze, the words of the Heavenly Pivot Phantom appeared in his ears again, Ye Ling's expression was certain, boundless hell, endless darkness appeared in his mind again, and in the sea of souls, Ye Ling dissipated.

Above the Cloud Lake, the Ascending Dragon Venerable looked at Ye Ling, his expression shocked, revealing a look of shock.

"I'm on the way. ”

Ten years ago, Ye Ling was only the sixth level of Tianwu, and ten years later, he could see that Ye Ling had not entered the peak realm of Tianwu for a long time, however, he had directly entered the Dao.

A few years, directly into the Dao, how is it possible, even if it took him a hundred years, it took more than thirty years for his favorite disciple to become famous, Ye Ling, he couldn't see it clearly at this moment.

The secret treasure from the ruins of the Sword Immortal Palace was shattered because of him, a phantom, coming out of nothingness, but only glanced at Ye Ling and dissipated, as if he was just waiting for Ye Ling.

Ye Ling, who is it?

Once, he had also thought about Ye Ling's origin, but he didn't care, and now, for the first time, he thought about this question.

"Hell. ”

Ye Ling suddenly said these two words, a lake was trembling, the Ascending Dragon Venerable looked at Ye Ling, in Ye Ling's pupils, he saw an endless darkness, just for a moment, almost wanted to suffocate his heart.

How is it possible, he is the peak of Dao Martial Arts, he has already stepped into the Imperial Martial Realm in half a step, how can he be frightened by the gaze of a person who has just entered the Dao, what did he see, what Dao did he comprehend?

Hell?

What do you mean?

Hell, a place that even ancient books don't want to mention, only appears in some biographies and legends, and in the eyes of everyone, it is a place that does not exist at all.

(End of chapter)