The clear blue sky is as clear and translucent as a mirror, but it reflects a vast and boundless blood-colored battlefield, and the dark night is as black as ink, telling the heartfelt feelings of the souls of the dead on the battlefield......

There is a group of people in a river valley, among these people there are Taoist priests who are fluttering out of the dust, there are swordsmen who are fierce and slaughtering, there are Buddha with kind eyebrows, and there are majestic generals, this is a group of immortals......

As far as their eyes could see, there was a man with fiery red liquid mucous membranes floating all over his body, he was holding a flame knife more than eight feet long, he was already injured, his hands were dragging behind his back and supporting himself with the big knife, he looked at the immortals in the river valley with cold eyes like a ghost. The place where he was dark, the scene here was strange, and the space along the river seemed to be divided by someone with a knife...... The place where the immortals were located was bright from the earth to the sky, and the valley on the other side of the river where the man who looked like a ghost was located was as black as ink from the earth to the sky.

"Six generations of strange immortals, you lost!"

The man was silent, the dazzling red on his body seemed to represent his unyieldingness, and after a moment he lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Why?"

"We are immortals, you are demons!"

"You can't be the way, you are the devil. ”

"Hehe, the so-called evil does not prevail over good, you lose, so you are evil!"

"I will die, but I will not lose, and our will will will be passed down from generation to generation. The sticky fiery red mucous membrane of the man's body is like a boiling splash, expanding infinitely in an instant, from the bottom of the valley of more than 100 zhang directly to the river valley and has not stopped, until it can be stopped in mid-air, forming a huge viscous body of the demon beast, and the man's figure slowly stood on the tip of the nose of the demon beast formed by the red mucosa, he held the eight-foot-long giant knife in his hand, the big knife was like a lit paper quickly turned red, the knife body was more than 20 zhang long, his eyes were cold, the momentum was like a rainbow, and he went straight to the immortals in the opposite valley......

The immortals behind saw the man coming, and the momentum was compelling, and their faces were a little flustered for a while, and they couldn't stop retreating under their feet.

"Quick, Magic Water Bead, stop him!"

"Quick......" the Buddha threw his staff.

The fierce swordsman did not retreat, he suddenly threw out his sword, only to see that the green sword more than three feet long instantly rose in the air, turning into a sword of more than twenty zhang and stabbing fiercely into the chest of the demon beast under the man's feet

The demon beast just paused, and its momentum became even more violent

"Demon Water Bead, Heaven and Earth Prison!

An emperor in a dragon robe stared at the surging man, and silently took out a thumb-sized blue water drop from between his sleeves......

The man had already jumped over the valley to the place where everyone was, and in the face of the blue curtain of water, he slammed into it in the most stupid and fearless manner......

Suddenly, the sky roared, and a viscous red liquid seemed to burst out of volcanic magma, sputtering in all directions......

The blue curtain of water was bursting and the water splashed like a torrential rain......

The earth began to crack, and the sky seemed to begin to reorganize, as if it were an apocalyptic scene......

A black figure slipped down the air, the man named Liudai was dying, he knew that he had failed, none of those so-called immortals died! He fell from the sky and the fierce wind made him unable to open his eyes, but he still saw the familiar figures on the ground, those were his friends and brothers, he wanted to cry bitterly, but the wind blew his tears and couldn't shed tears, he muttered: "Dead, dead, all dead......

"Bang" He fell on the floodplain under the black sky, half of his body fell into the water, he wanted to drink saliva, but he didn't have the slightest strength, he knew that his body was collapsing, he was going to die! His consciousness was still nostalgic for this world, there was a red fish in the river gently kissing his cheek, like a bubble blowing, making him tickle, a strange flower on the river beach caressing him, wrapping around his body......

"Hong'er, didn't you say you always wanted to go ashore?" he suddenly gained strength, and hung a blue drop of water from the man in his hand on the neck of the red fish.

"Mei'er, don't you want to move around like a human?" the man said to the bewitching flower, "Actually, you can't cultivate no matter how much you don't, because you miss a heart!"

He fell heavily on the river beach again, and he saw the red mucous membranes that were gathering not far away, forming a small monster. He said, "Lin'er, let's go...... You have given me strength, I have taught you to live, but you must know that you are not some kind of world-destroying species, you have love to have everything!"

He wanted to say something more, but he couldn't, he couldn't see anything, and then he felt cold.

"Didn't you still have the strength just now? Oh...... That's a return to the past, right...... Maybe I don't have a heart......" He thought to himself at last, never waking up......

"He's dead!"

"The fairy is dead......

"I really think it's a dream, he's actually dead!" these so-called immortals came out of there one by one like gophers, looking at the dead men on the river beach, and shouted excitedly...... No one dared to come forward and check it out!

Even if he died!

"Life is a dream!" A misty voice came from the sky, and a figure slowly walked towards them, half of his body was in the dark, half of his body was in the light, he waved the black and white whisk in his hand to the dead figure on the river beach, and instantly a little starlight spread from his dust and enveloped his entire body.

"Kamimu Daoren!"

"How is that possible?" cried out, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Are you sure you want to be involved in this?" said the egoistic emperor in the crowd.

The Immortal Wind Dao Bone Divine Dream Daoist stared at him and said, "Yellow Emperor, do you think you are doing the right thing?

"When the world doesn't exist, then anything is allowed. Because there is no transcendent judge in the world, the values of good and evil can no longer be absolutely established, can not man do whatever he wants? Every transcendent worldly rule will always have ignorant people who will rebel, so they are demons! They are demons! They should be sealed up in this dark forest forever until they are extinct. The Yellow Emperor said in a cold tone.

True compassion must not be sympathy from the sidelines, but the feeling of life emerging from despair.

The Divine Dream Daoist looked at the many corpses that had fallen in the Dark Forest with compassion, and he waved the dust at them again, and the corpses on the entire Dark Forest and the man on the river beach all turned into starlight and disappeared, and his own whole figure began to drift away, as if it was about to disappear, and his agile voice came from the air: "It's all wishful thinking, and the consummation itself is fundamentally metaphysical arbitrariness, just to escape the truth, to make it complete with different reasons, and to convince yourself to cover it up." The world has no reason or action, no reasonable purpose, and wait for me for six and five hundred years, and we will sit and talk about the Tao in the seventh five hundred years!"

"You want to question the existence of God from the perspective of human beings! Stupid! Even if you wait for tens of thousands of years, right is right, and wrong is still wrong!" said the Yellow Emperor angrily.

However, there was no longer an old man's smart voice in the air, but a man's soft whisper: "How do I understand you, how do you know me, I don't understand, I think too much, I think that marriage is like this." I thought less, thinking that Pingshui would meet. Without increasing or decreasing, the mystery reveals itself. It's really budding, standing up and emerging itself. Acquaintance is no longer a reunion after understanding, acquaintance through understanding, recognition through understanding, and hugging through getting along. We meet again, we forget again, but once it is presented, its outpouring is eternal brilliance, the preciousness of life is in and out of use, and we live only to taste life. ”

"It's not over yet, it's just the beginning!"

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