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Heavenly demons are supernatural, mysterious and unpredictable, virtual and real transformation, tangible and intangible. With his power of freedom, he evokes people's hearts and mysteries, senses psychics, responds to people's seven emotions and six desires, and conjures up infinite real fantasies, grievances and hatreds, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, all kinds of things in the world.

Dugu Feng's idealistic divine domain, the root of the self, the change of poor feelings, with my heart to accept his heart, people's hearts, the hearts of all people, the heart of the earth, the heart of heaven, the heart of the universe, and a qiē heart, the heart of the heart, the heart of the heart, the mind is connected, is the Lord of humanity, and for the creation of Gu. It is similar to the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, but it is completely different.

Dugu Feng has evolved into a thousand red dust, with children playing, farmers plowing the fields, scholars picking up lights, business travel, nobles drinking and feasting, and other hundreds of millions of scenery in the world.

The heavenly demons are sensed by the world, and they arise in response to the thoughts, and for the red dust of the world, each scene conjures up a real illusion, children play, spinning topslingshots, and infinite toys. The farmer ploughs the field, has gold and silver flat shoulders, big meat steamed buns, and is endlessly satisfied. The scholar picks up the lamp, has red sleeves to add fragrance, and the title of the gold list, he is complacent and ambitious. Merchants travel, buy and sell as they like, rich and rival the country, compete for beauty, spend a lot of money, and have endless fun.

No matter what kind of Hongchen character scenery is differentiated by Dugu Feng's thoughts, they are all fascinated by the perfect life of the free heavenly demon with the shadow, precipitated in it, and they are happy.

"Red dust beings, all five aggregates are lost!"

A slight sigh that seemed to be a man but not a man, a woman and not a woman, sounded in the void, it seemed to be a sigh, it seemed to be appreciation, it seemed to be regret, and it seemed to contain a different meaning......

The battle between Dugu Feng and the Heavenly Demon is in the void, in the red dust, in the past, and in the present. In the mighty river of time, two huge thoughts wander and entangle with each other in every moment and fragment of the past and future.

Dugu Feng's mind is differentiated, self-transforming, and the joy of one person is transformed into the joy of all beings, performing the red dust, rolling turbidity. The heavenly demon is free, inductive, and takes the happiness of all living beings as his own pleasure, and conjures up all kinds of yellow essence of perfect life in response to the ** of all living beings, making people upside down and intoxicated.

Whether it is Dugu Feng's idealistic divine domain, or his ability to transform into the sky, it is a high-level existence zài that is exquisite in the subtlety of the human heart, six desires and seven emotions, and the two similar existent thoughts fight, beyond the understanding of ordinary people, and also out of the battle mode between ordinary cultivators and heavenly demons.

The two use the red dust as the battlefield and the mind as the weapon, transforming a thousand things, eroding and assimilating each other. Like hackers fighting in the Internet, they attack each other in a network of red dust composed of human hearts, trying to find out each other's true identity and smash the Yellow Dragon.

Dugu Feng is self-transforming, but he always seems to be unable to escape the erosion of his self-transformation accompanied by the shadow of the sky, and he is gradually falling behind.

"For the sake of all living beings, if you don't get rid of the sea of red dust, how can you be free?"

The vast idea poured down like a waterfall, and the supreme and irresistible sound came from the mouth of the playful child, from the mouth of the hard-working farmer, from the mouth of the scholar who studied hard in the cold window, and from the mouth of the rich man full of gold and jade...... From the mouths of hundreds of millions of red dust sentient beings, they said it in unison, and people couldn't help but surrender willingly.

"What is there to show off as a parasite that can't even produce its own pleasure and can only rely on the thoughts of others to survive?" Dugu Feng sneered, and responded to his persuasion with a proud attitude.

He turned the sky into the six heavens of desire, because he didn't use his own music tools to realize, but used the next heaven to make it, fake his pleasures, and play freely, so he said that he was free. Because of its induction, it arises in response to thoughts, and it comes and goes invisibly, which is the most troublesome demon for countless cultivators.

However, for Dugufeng, this kind of existence that can't even be realized by his own musical equipment, and uses the pleasures of others to be born, looks powerful, but in fact it has no roots, like duckweed, which can be broken when poked. If he encounters the two disciplines of Buddhism and Taoism, meditation and meditation, forgets kung fu, and does not have a thought, he cannot think of it, and the so-called ability of his transformation will naturally be unable to be exerted.

Dugu Feng is bent on bearing the red dust, his feelings are varied, and he seems to be restrained by his ability to transform into heaven. But the red dust is vast, like the sea, if no one presides, it can still be played by him and the demons come and go, if it gathers into a single force, how can it be borne by the ability of others.

Dugu Feng looked at each other coldly, and scolded: "People are expensive and self-controlled, what is there to be fascinated by?" ”

"Boom!"

In the vast world, hundreds of millions of red dust echoed the sound, and countless isolated scenes were joined at the same time. It's as if a single-player game has become a huge networked game, interacting with each other, the same as each other. The playful child grows up, or becomes a farmer, or a scholar, or a merchant, or a nobleman. Farmers, scholars, merchants, aristocrats, and other billions of sentient beings, either according to their own kind, keep their duty, or breed and fight. All kinds of strife, all kinds of fighting, all kinds of killings, all kinds of struggles, hundreds of millions of waves together constitute a rolling red dust turbidity stream, which rises in the rushing stream and climbs in the spiral.

Man is not a beast, ignorant and ignorant, and he has no worries about food and drink. People are not heavenly demons, they play freely, and they have no scruples. Humanity is self-aware and self-controlled. People have seven emotions and six desires, so they are born with seven sins and eight sufferings. Because of desire, there is insufficiency, because of insufficiency, there are troubles, and because of troubles, they are controlled by the heavenly demons. However, people have wisdom and reason, so the precepts are the law in the country, the covenant in the people, and the virtue in themselves, which is the embankment of the first and the criterion of humanity.

Dugu Feng's thoughts suddenly diverged, from the invisible to the tangible, wisdom, courage, benevolence, justice, loyalty, mercy, hope seven beliefs, extracted from hundreds of millions of red dust beings, turned into an invisible dike, restraining the surging red dust mainstream, turned into a long river of sword intent through the sky and the earth, and slashed towards the coming and exit of his free heavenly demon!

Bang!

The void collapsed, and the glass-colored light and shadow shattered piece by piece under the impact of the pure and flawless river of faith, like ink soaked in water, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The world is clear, and Dugu Feng's mind has returned to Yue'er Island again.

The moon is clear and the wind is clear, and hundreds of millions of demons have disappeared without a trace, only in the boundless sea of fire, there is a figure in Taoist costumes.

Master Lianshan smiled, sat cross-legged slowly, and a raging fire burned on his body: "The road is long, although there is no regret in a hundred deaths......

In the murmuring whispers, Master Lianshan's body gradually dissolved. At the moment of the final disappearance, Master Lianshan suddenly felt something, raised his head slightly, and faced Dugu Feng in the dark.

Clear, free and easy, no regrets, and a faint trace of regret!

This was the last scene Dugu Feng saw from Master Lianshan's gaze.

"It's a pity!"

Dugu Feng slowly opened his eyes, his mind returned to reality from three hundred years ago, and his ears seemed to faintly echo the last sigh of Master Lianshan.

"Humane civilization, inheritance of the torch!"

Dugu Feng slowly stood up, looked at the position of Master Lianshan's final dissolution in the sea of fire, and said lightly: "Go to the saint and learn from it, and I will inherit my freedom." ”

Dugu Feng moved to get up, the space shook, the heaven and the earth changed, and the immeasurable brilliance radiated, and the colorful aperture behind her was like a sun wheel, rising, the brilliance flowing, the sun rose and sunset, mountains and rivers, plants, trees, fish and insects, humane beings, hundreds of millions of kinds, such as floating lights, endless.

"When I became enlightened, all the heavens and mortals, hundreds of millions of sentient beings, all entered the immortal gate, time is the evidence, and the sun and the moon are the inscription!"

The grand sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, time stood still, and space froze.

The entire Qiē activity on Yue'er Island was instantly imprisoned by an invisible force, the raging sea of fire froze the body, and the howling sea breeze stopped its tracks. The Daoist and Dao Tong, who were trapping the three of Chu Feng with endless fire, and who were attacking endlessly with yin and thunder, were also imprisoned at the same time. The dark clouds of the iron umbrella that had originally shrunk into a ball and tumbled violently in the thunder and fire also froze instantly.

Dugu Feng took a step forward and said a more magnificent voice: "When I become enlightened, the heavens and hundreds of millions of monks from the side doors, reciting my name, will all be inherited and enlightened!" ”

Bang!

The colorful light wheel behind Dugu Feng suddenly swelled and turned into a colorful streamer, pouring into the stream, sweeping the entire island.

The majestic pressure came from the depths of the void, and the Daoist Dao Tong who was struggling to besiege the three of Chu Feng, under the incomparable tremendous pressure, his body instantly collapsed, turning into countless scattered vitality. The Dao Dao Tong's Yuan Shen lost his **, but he escaped from the stagnation of time and space, and was about to run away in fright, but he saw countless colorful brilliance pouring down, completely submerging them in an instant.

Dugu Feng took a volley in the air, and with every step, a colorful lotus flower rose under his feet.

Step by step, Dugu Feng stepped into the sea of fire, the surging earth fire seemed to be repelled by an invisible force, and where Dugu Feng stepped on, the space was automatically arranged.

Before you know it, the power of that stagnant time and confined space has disappeared. The three of Chu Feng have all regained their ability to move freely, from struggling to support under the attack of the enemy, to the enemy's sudden disappearance, the world has changed one after another, making the three of Chu Feng a little overwhelmed!

However, when he saw Dugu Feng step by step, breaking into the sea of fire, and gradually disappearing into the depths of the sea of fire, Chu Feng suddenly remembered Dugu Feng's entrustment, and hurriedly pulled up Erfeng and Jin Xunu, and the three of them worked together to open the iron umbrella, and under the protection of dark clouds and black smoke, they followed Dugu Feng's figure and broke into the sea of fire.

Dugu Feng takes a lotus step at a time, and where the colorful lotus flower passes, the earth and fire are naturally separated. Pacing calmly, each step crossed a hundred zhang space, and after ten steps, it had crossed a thousand zhang and penetrated the fire layer.

The underground space is pitch black, only in the center of the underground, a green flame is burning, the flame is raging, strong and straight, straight into the sky, evolving a hundred miles of fire in Yueerdao.

PS: This chapter took more than four hours to write, so it was a little late.