Chapter 799: Infinite Dao

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"Hahahaha!"

Wang Shuo let out a terrifying laugh, this scene is simply too sad!

They are afraid of their own evil, afraid of their own strength, and what they submit to is not benevolence and righteousness, but - gains and losses! If they do it, Duanmu Qingkong can't bear such a loss, so they will continue to swallow their anger.

"The villain Yu Li, the head of Duanmu, I have never misjudged you. โ€

Wang Shuo smiled fiercely, leaned back, turned around and stepped into the wind and snow, "Your life, I will leave it first." โ€

"Use your little abacus to calculate your life and calculate your limits. Keep up with me as soon as possible, otherwise...... You're going to die a miserable death. โ€

He found it very interesting, this Duan Mu Qingkong has been calculating gains and losses all his life, and he is planning.

But in the end, his little abacus can't go against the change of the general trend of the world, and now he is just a loser, a loser who is stillborn in all plans and is as timid as a mouse.

Killing is not Wang Shuo's pursuit, even if he has turned into a demon.

He wants to see all the things in this world, and he wants to see everyone's faces!

Duanmu Qingkong's fists clenched, and being reprimanded and threatened in front of so many people made the anger in his heart boil, and the killing intent rushed into the sky.

However, he did not dare to do it.

If this person is invincible in the same realm, then no one will survive except himself and his grandfather.

But he Duanmu Qingkong is a genius!

He is not a man of several decades, he is already over 100 years old.

It is extremely difficult to become a Great Heavenly Master, but there are not many people who can become a Great Heavenly Master at this age.

After the Great Grandmaster, the steps were difficult.

So this tone made Duanmu Qingkong endure very uncomfortable and very aggrieved.

"He knows you, and he has a deep grudge. โ€

Duanmu Qinglong said indifferently, "You can't remember who this person is?"

Duanmu Qingkong's face turned pale, "I've never seen this monster before." โ€

His gaze was cold, looking at the small black spot in the wind and snow, who was he?

No, whoever this person is, he must die!

Duanmu Snow Eagle returned to the sword and put it into the sheath, "Master, I'd better go find the eldest lady." Now the world is too chaotic, and she is running around alone outside, which is too unsafe. โ€

"Let her die!"

Duanmu Qingkong couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Just let her die outside, and never let me see her again!"

His eyes were red, and one after another, he was angry, and he never did things according to his heart.

Duanmu Snow Eagle was silent and stood aside expressionlessly.

Duanmu Qinglong shook his head secretly, Duanmu Qingkong is a talent, but he is narrow-minded, ambitious but has no foresight.

Wang Shuo walked in the wind and snow, and his mood was not bad.

He searched for the meaning of his own existence, in these people, and found his own way.

The corners of Wang Shuo's mouth flashed with a smile, although it seemed so hideous to outsiders, but in his heart, he was really smiling.

Evil, what's so bad?

You see, aren't those people afraid of themselves because of their wickedness?

An ice bear fled from the snow mound next to it, it was squatting to guard its prey, but Wang Shuo's appearance frightened it. The breath of the other party, the eyes of the other party, and the breath of the other party are like demons descending, and they will rush up to hunt and kill at any time.

Walking in the ice field, the monsters retreated.

Wang Shuo has the majesty of a dragon, and more of an endless killing intent that has demons, and that killing intent is a little colder than this cold wind.

In the vast ice field, a black dot walked, heading towards the northernmost part.

As long as you go in one direction to the end, you will go to the edge of the sky, which is the end of the sky and the end of death.

He wanted to see, to see the mystery of heaven and earth, to explore the true meaning of life.

Is it destruction, or is it creation?

It's just a thought, no one can choose which way you go.

After walking for some time, the wind and snow covered all his footprints.

Wang Shuo stopped again, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, he also needed to eat, he would also be hungry.

Wang Shuo raised his head, and he looked at a snow-capped mountain in front of him that was no more than 100 meters away.

Wang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, rose into the air, and landed on the top of the mountain in the face of the cold wind. A giant python crawled quietly, with ice condensing all over its body, but it could not affect its movements.

Wang Shuo stretched out his hand, and the demon yuan turned into silk, and quickly wound and tore the giant python.

Wang Shuo turned around and sat on the python's body, took out the snake gall and threw it into his mouth, and then tore off the snake meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

When you are thirsty, you eat snow, and when you are hungry, you kill monsters.

Near the top of the mountain, there are demon beasts quietly hibernating, retreating, not daring to step forward.

Wang Shuo ate for a while, then suddenly stood up, and there seemed to be a long strip in front of him, and the flames swept away, melting the snow.

The snow slid down, revealing a stone monument.

There is no other inscription, only one word.

"None!"

"None?"

Wang Shuo muttered to himself, no one would have put the stone tablet here? And only one word was left?

Wang Shuo circled around the stele, then stood beside the stele, looking at the position facing the stele.

Is it North?

Wang Shuo looked at it, and there seemed to be a high mountain on the north side, higher than this.

"Whew!"

The star mark was cast, Wang Shuo rushed directly to the opposite snow mountain, and the fire attribute Dogen began to burn the snow around him with him as the center, and the snow water flowed below, and a stone monument appeared in front of him again.

It's just that this stele is laid flat, and it is extremely difficult to find in this unpredictable area.

But there is no word on this stone tablet.

Wang Shuo pondered for a moment and couldn't help but smile indifferently.

Nothing, that is, nothing is nothing.

Wang Shuo turned around and walked down the mountain, suddenly stopped again, and walked back again.

Wang Shuo raised his hand, the demon yuan in his right hand boiled, and he slapped his palm on the stone tablet.

"Bang!"

The stele shattered in all directions, revealing something that glittered with gold.

Wang Shuo broke open the rubble and pulled out the contents of it.

A piece of gold paper, the size of an adult's palm.

Wang Shuo sat on the ground, because 'something is created out of nothing', since this is the real 'nothing', it means that there is something in the stele, and the combination is something out of nothing.

"Heaven and earth are divided at the beginning, and something is created out of nothing. โ€

"The earth and the heavens are conjunct, so that there is nothing. โ€

"There is no in the heart, and there is no limit. โ€

"Infinite Lingyun, stepping into the sky. โ€

Wang Shuo pinched the gold paper lightly and fell into a deep groan, and Wang Shuo laughed for a long time.

The last word of each sentence is 'being', 'non-being', 'extreme', and 'Tao'.

Wang Shuo is here to seek his own meaning, to seek his own way, the Tao is everything, and everything can be the Tao.

And the other party told himself that in the far north, there is the Infinite Dao.

The rope of gold poked out, and with a whoosh, it wrapped around the gold paper and retracted it into the package.

Wang Shuo got up, swooped down the mountain like an eagle, and then walked close to the ground, rushing out of a hundred meters before he fell, and once again embarked on his journey.

"No, the ancestor of nothing, and a man who loves to play dumb riddles. โ€