With a blazing rage, the red light in the sky jumped out of the Mystery Dao Sinkhole and ran towards the outside of the ancient city of Lianghua.

In the Fengyue Tower of Lianghua Ancient City, the chaotic changes on the attic on the top floor, and in the center of the illusion of the Heavenly Dao chess game, Zong Xing Wendou used this anger to open all the layouts of the Heavenly Dao incarnation: "Anger is steaming, it seems that you have also discovered the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao, then let me also see the agreement between you and the Heavenly Buddha." ”

The illusion showed that not far ago, the second name and the Tianyuan Kendo peak stepped into the secluded forest of time, and that mysterious illusion flashed one after another.

In the depths of the deep dense forest, a strange Zen courtyard appeared in front of Ming Er and Li Qingge, and the light rain that fell from the sky seemed to be silently telling something, but the sky above the broken Zen courtyard was faintly flashing with a trace of golden heavenly power.

Approaching the Zen Temple, the second name finally saw clearly the plaque at the entrance of the Zen Temple, the big words: "Sadness Rain Mountain Temple." ”

Suddenly, the light rain falling in the sky seemed to contain infinite sorrow, accompanied by the boundless sound of the bell to arouse the sadness in the heart of the second person, the moment when the Ming Sword Sect was destroyed by the Canglan City, the heartache quietly surfaced, but the bell rang again at this moment.

The power contained in the "Boom ......" bell stirred up the sword intent released from the second skill body, and under the impact of each other, the drizzle falling from the sky was also blown away in front of him, and slowly fell down along the forehead.

And the sword intent on Li Qingge's body was agitated, even the drizzle falling in the sky failed to stain her clothes, and while the sword intent was turbulent, along with the second name, they were all in Li Qingge's sword intent.

The drizzle in the corner of the sky seemed to tell a sad story, Ming Er and Li Qingge glanced at each other, and in the face of Ming Er's doubts, Li Qingge nodded affirmatively, as if to say: "I'm sure that the last place where Sister Yin disappeared was here." ”

The golden heavenly power that flashed brightly shrouded the sky above the Beiyu Mountain Temple, and the second name didn't know what kind of Longtan Tiger's Den he was about to face, and while his heart was firm, he pushed open the gate of this dilapidated Zen temple.

"Squeak" A tooth-sore scream came from above the door, and Ming Er and Li Qingge endured the harsh sound and stepped into the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple, only to hear a gentle voice from the main hall of the temple: "In a remote small temple, there are still distinguished guests to welcome the door, which is really a surprise to the old man." ”

"The monk's heart, I'm afraid it's not too impetuous? It's just a surprise for someone to visit, what if the people who come to visit don't have good intentions?" Minger slowly stepped into the temple, the killing scarlet in his eyes completely spread, and the light rain falling in the sky added a touch of sadness at this moment.

The moment the atmosphere of killing rippled, the broken door of the main hall slowly opened, still accompanied by that piercing sound, an old figure appeared in front of Ming Er's eyes, and at the same time, when the door opened, a breeze mixed with boundless transportation suppressed the scarlet killing in Ming Er's eyes.

Under the stirring of this breeze, the second person saw that on the left side of the Zen courtyard, a tattered bell was ringing again: "Bang ......"

Feeling it up close, Ming Er's mind was almost crushed by this bell, and his mind was "buzzing", but soon the release of his own sword intent made Ming Er suppress the restlessness in his mind, but he also understood in the bell just now that the entire Sad Rain Mountain Temple was shrouded by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the old figure in front of him was even more unpredictable.

The figure of the old monk gradually appeared clearly in front of the second name, sitting on the futon in the center of the main hall, with a kind expression, as if with pity for the world, he said unhurriedly to the second famous man's voice: "Good intentions and malice, for the old monk, are a kind of liberation from the sea of suffering, in this space, it has not been discovered for a long time, the two can find here, it is the guidance of heaven, and it is also the opportunity of the old monk." ”

"Huh?" Ming Er released his sword intent, but he never broke through the space shrouded by the Heavenly Dao Power in the Zen Academy, and the solemnity on his face deepened and sank: "What do you call the old monk?"

"People in the world have nothing, often do juvenile tours, look at the clouds, mountains and moons, wind and rain all the way to Zen. The old monk chanted gently, as if reminiscing about the infinite past: "The name has no meaning, the old man asks the two, what can be remembered by the world?"

"To be remembered by the world, there are many, what kind of method does the old monk know?" Ming Er said lightly, constantly using his own sword intent to test this heaven and earth, but after all, he was suppressed by the Dao power of the Netherworld and had no return.

The killing mercy that he had just obtained from the night general's demonic thoughts, and the killing glow in his scarlet eyes was suppressed by this bell, Ming Er only felt that his heart was unprecedentedly clear, and when he heard the old monk's question, he opened his mouth and asked rhetorically.

The old monk still didn't care at all, and said directly: "Lao Gao didn't mean all kinds of fame, except for the name, what can be remembered by the world?"

With infinite emotion in his tone, the old monk continued to tell the story: "For example, three thousand years ago, the deeds of Ling Hua Qianxue were able to be passed down by the world, and the reason for such a legend was to fight against the time calamity, but why? The birth of Ling Hua Qianxue is only the circulation of the will of the Heavenly Dao, this is the way of existence of the Tian Yuan World, and there is nothing else worthy of praise, except that Ling Hua Qianxue's name has been rumored to this day, what else is there?"

Ming Er didn't quite understand what the old monk wanted to know, so he tried to answer: "The reason why Linghua Qianxue can be passed on is precisely because she inherited the destiny of tactical demons, and she can be the first in the world, and this kind of will and achievement is worthy of being remembered by the world." ”

"Do you mean that as long as you have achievements and superhuman will, you will be remembered by the world?" The old monk's question was still very simple, and the second person immediately replied: "Of course, this kind of courage to be willing to be Tianyuan is not something that everyone can bear, it belongs to the destiny of killing, and it is not something that anyone can bear. ”

Inheriting the Mandate of Heaven to Punish Demons, it is bound to bear the karma of killing, and after Ming Er got the killing intent of the Killing God General, he felt this heavy charm, so in the face of Ling Hua Qianxue's courage back then, he admired it even more.

However, the old monk spoke: "No, this is not a reason to be remembered, nor is it worthy of praise, and the praise and commemoration of the world are meaningless, what the old monk wants to know is, what kind of existence can be remembered by time?"

"Time?" Ming Er's heart gradually gave birth to a solemn feeling, the breath of the old monk in front of him became more and more ethereal, and the power of the Heavenly Dao in the entire tea garden was also more mysterious, I don't know the identity and true purpose of this old monk, Ming Er was more cautious about the next answer: "In the long river of time, all lives are equal, there is nothing worth remembering in time, and nothing can make time worth staying for." ”

"Ah......" The old monk sighed, and the atmosphere in the entire hall changed again: "Time is the most ruthless, do you want to explain this truth?"

"That's right. Although Ming Er didn't know what medicine was sold in the old monk's gourd at the moment, he could only answer stubbornly, time is inherently ruthless, and no life can be immortal in the long river of time.

"So, why should time be merciful to the Demon God?" The cold words made the momentum on the old monk's body even more fierce, and after Ming Er heard this answer, he was suddenly shocked, and immediately thought that the Demon God has endless years, if the life force represents the preference of time, then for the Demon God, time is indeed a lot more merciful.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the entire space was extremely solemn, and his own sword intent and killing intent were also suppressed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the second name was facing an unprecedented crisis.

The old monk's tone gradually became heavy, and at the same time, a cold killing intent was born from the main hall, and while Ming Er felt this killing intent, he actually sensed a sense of familiarity, and faintly guessed in his heart: "This old monk in front of him actually has a similar killing intent to the darkness that appeared in Wanxue Tianfu, are they from the same source?"

The power of the Heavenly Dao flashing in the sky, and the killing intent that was deeply immersed in consciousness was suddenly born, Ming Er sensed the connection between him and the Heavenly Dao incarnation, and the old monk in the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple actually had the same killing intent origin as Dark, and all these changes made Ming Er's heart more solemn.

The grudge between him and the dark can no longer be eliminated, if it is really related to the darkness, then it will be the biggest mistake for Ming Er to accidentally break into the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple today, the strong killing intent spreads, and the true yuan of Ming Er's whole body received this killing intent agitation, and the true yuan surging in his body began to operate, and the suppressed killing mercy in his eyes also began to move.

The pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, and Ming Er continued to speak: "Time is not always ruthless, at least, it gives the Terrans a chance, a chance to step into the pinnacle of the sky, as long as the force breaks through to the Imperial God Realm, the Terrans who also have endless life power, this is the mercy of time." ”

"The world is busy, and what is the geometry of those who break through the peak of the sky by force?" The momentum on the old monk's body spread boundlessly, and his own rippling killing intent had completely wrapped the second name, and even Li Qingge beside him was also pretty and pale, under the suppression of this heavenly power, even if he entered the sword path, Li Qingge was still greatly affected.

While the old monk was gradually angry, he whispered to Ming Er: "Sect Master, this old monk is so fierce. ”

Minger couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at the same time whispered to Li Qingge: "Of course it's fierce, you don't know that there is an even more fierce one who hasn't appeared." "The killing intent on the old monk and the heavenly power that appeared in the sky above the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple, Ming Er has determined the secret connection between him and the dark, the monk of the Tian Yuan world is not the same as the Ming Er's cognition, and he also understands the Dharma, but the Dharma of the Tian Yuan world has only one word, kill.

Breaking down obstacles, killing karma, washing away filth, and cutting off all sins is the Dharma of the Heavenly Yuan World.

The momentum on the old monk's body became more and more vigorous, and the true yuan that was stirring in the body of the second name had begun to be unable to bear this deep killing intent, and he was in a predicament for a while, so he spoke again: "The world is busy, but after all, the way of heaven gives them the space to choose, cultivate force, be able to break free from the comfort of fate, and step on the peak of the sky to obtain permanent life, survival of the fittest is originally the principle of natural selection, doesn't the old monk even understand this?"

Time is never merciless, and the choice left to the human race in the Tian Yuan world is also very fair, even if there is a limit to the cultivation talent, but at least, the Heavenly Dao has given a chance, and time has shown mercy, Ming Er continued: "Compared to the souls born in the Demon Realm, what kind of gap is there between the number of the Tian Yuan Human Race and the Demon Realm?

"The affection of time has only been continued in another way, not so much that limited life is the shackles of time, but that this bondage is the gift of time, if not, how can the human beings have pressure and strive for the opportunity to break through?"

The second general said all the things in his heart, and under the argument, the killing intent on the old monk's body gradually stopped climbing, and in the decaying courtyard of the entire Sad Rain Mountain Temple, the light rain in the sky gradually became much weaker.

The old monk's tone was not as dignified as before: "Is it the gift of time? In the endless reincarnation, such a gift is really too humble for Tian Yuan, but what you said is right, at least it gives the human race a chance to choose, Amitabha." ”

At the last sound of the Buddha's horn, the pressure from the entire hall suddenly disappeared, and Ming Er and Li Qingge felt a burst of relief on their bodies at the same time, and then they heard the old monk continue: "You have passed the old man's question, and on the other hand, the old man will also answer one of your questions." ”

The power of the Heavenly Dao flashed in the sky, and the light rain gradually dissipated, and a bell sounded again in the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple, and the sound of "Bang ......" containing unlimited transportation dissipated the weight on Minger's body, and Minger's true yuan, which only felt that he had been suppressed, gradually recovered.

Ming Er and Li Qingge glanced at each other, inexplicably suffering from such a situation, and finally completing part of their purpose, but Ming Er had infinite doubts in his heart, looked at the figure of the old monk, and asked directly: "This place is the last place where the Demon Realm Passage is opened?"

Li Qingge was able to sense that the place where Yue Yinyin finally disappeared was here, and the answer to the opening of the Demon Realm Passage of Murong Erya Jiji's camp was already very obvious, and the second name was to determine whether this was the last place where the Demon Realm Passage was sealed.

Before the old monk could answer, Mingji continued: "If it is, then please also ask the seniors to release the friends below." ”

The power of the Heavenly Dao is so deep, stepping into this space seems to be completely controlled by the old monk, and the second name thinks that even if Murong Erya has the ability to reach the sky, he will not open the seal of the last Demon Realm passage under the suppression of the old monk, so the biggest possibility is that the group led by Murong Erya was subdued by the old monk in front of him.

This is also the reason why Li Qingge's forehead sense of the moon title finally disappeared from here.

Faced with Minger's question, the old monk didn't hide anything, and replied directly: "That's right, it is the ultimate will of heaven to guard this place, you can leave." ”

Between the words, the entire Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple fell into a haze, through the mist of the will of the Heavenly Dao, Ming Er saw the figures of Murong Erya, Yue Zhiyin and others who were suppressed under the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple, and under the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple, a deep demonic qi in the circulation of the earth veins was also suppressed by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and fell asleep quietly.

Sure enough, the conjecture in Minger's heart was affirmed, this place was indeed the last seal opened as the Demon Realm Copper Sleeve, with the will of the Heavenly Dao as the last line of defense, and at present, it was really foolproof.

Even if Murong Erya finally learned where the seal of the Demon Realm Passage was located from the latter place, it would be full of hardships to break it easily, and now, the Tian Yuan Human Race still has time.

Even if he didn't know how long the Heavenly Dao Will could suppress the demonic qi, the old monk did not release the moon rank, and after answering the last question lightly, he already had the meaning of closing the door.

At this time, Li Qingge's own sword intent had also penetrated the layers of heavenly power, and when he saw the suppressed Yue Yin under the Beiyu Mountain Temple, he hurriedly said to the famous Ershu Dongao: "Look, Sister Yinyin is there." ”

Ming Er knew that if he forcibly clashed with the old monk, but on top of force, the old monk had the blessing of the power of the Heavenly Dao, they had no chance of winning, and it was impossible to attack, and the only thing left was to wait for an opportunity to appear, so that the old monk could release the moon rank.

While contemplating in his heart, the fortune in the Sorrowful Rain Mountain Temple has quietly rippled to wrap the figures of Ming Er and Li Qingge, and in a trance, Ming Er found that he was already standing at the door of the Sad Rain Mountain Temple, and the decaying and dilapidated gate was as if he had just arrived, as if everything he had just experienced was his own illusion, as if they had never stepped into the Sad Rain Mountain Temple.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The bell still rang throughout the entire radius, and the second name was also determined, and was ready to push open the gate of the decadent Zen Monastery in front of him again.

Li Qingge also stepped into the Zen Monastery again with Ming Er, and the drizzling rain still landed with boundless capacity, and the entire Zen Monastery Sect once again appeared in the same scene as before.

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