readx;? The blurred figure stared at the black stick for a long time, as if looking at a partner who had been with him for many years, and as if looking at Wei Zhen, who was only a soul consciousness here at the moment, and then glanced at Wei Zhen at the bottom of the mountain, was silent for a moment, and then smiled, as if relieved. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Since you have this opportunity, 'Sinking' will be given to you - remember your promise!" the blurred figure sighed.

At the moment when her words came out, the black stick trembled slightly, and suddenly a murmuring sound came out, resounding in Wei Zhen's soul consciousness.

"The sufferings of the world, led by desire, are divided into resentment, hatred, greed, love, power, fame, flesh/desire, killing, jealousy, anger, sorrow, hatred, and eternal life. This flute was born because of the desire of all beings, hence the name 'sinking'. ”

"Desire to bind the world, to subdue the desire to be liberated, to cut off love/desire, to say that the name is nirvana." If all sentient beings are suffering, everything is based on desire, and the desire to generate, the desire to gather, the desire to cause, and the desire to cause and cause to produce suffering ....... ”

"If all the species of the worlds, whether oviparous, viviparous, metamorphose, or wet, are born out of desire. When we know that reincarnation is the foundation, and that our nature is fueled by all desires, we can make life and death continuous. Desire is born because of nature, life is due to desire, and sentient beings are still dependent on desire because of life, desire is the cause, life is the effect, and all kinds of karmic ...... are created. ”

"That's why sentient beings want to get rid of life and death and avoid reincarnation, so they first cut off their desires. If all sentient beings in the last days can give up their desires, they will break the cycle of reincarnation forever and reach the ...... of the realm of God. ”

Wei Zhen was confused when he heard it, not knowing the true meaning of it, but he felt that the black stick had an invisibly more connection with himself at this moment.

"But for now, I'll have to borrow it first!"

As the vague figure spoke again, all the murmuring sounds disappeared in an instant, and a red lip was revealed within the phantom, the color was as bright as blood, and it was extremely strange, as if it was touching the black stick lightly, and there was a "Om" sound immediately.

This sound was the sound that Wei Zhen had blown before, but the two could not be compared at all, although the sound was still low, it was like the sound of heaven descending, instantly resounding throughout the whole world, even the blue moon in the sky seemed to be affected, and the moon halo rippled, spreading like ripples.

With this sound, under the cliff, in a deadly Zhangkuan lake, it suddenly boiled, and a ripple suddenly appeared, and then this ripple quickly spread, turning into thousands of ways.

At the same time, outside Cangyan Mountain, the seven pillars of heaven all shook in unison, the wind and clouds changed, and the white mist churned all over the mountain, which immediately attracted the attention of many eyes.

"What's going on inside the Babel Pillar? Little junior sister, she - Jiren has her own heavenly blessing, what am I worried about. Dongfang Mubai, dressed in white, stood among a rock that poked out of thin air, watching this scene with some concern.

In the west direction, Nanli sat on top of the cloud boat, raised his palm and pressed down heavily, and the swaying cloud boat immediately stabilized again.

"Alarming what?" he scolded the panicked men on the boat, then frowned and fell silent.

On the island and reef a hundred miles away, the blonde man who had been sitting withered grabbed a six-foot stick with his right hand, and the man had already risen into the air.

"It's been nearly half a year since the little master entered there, and the old guy's words can't be fully believed!" he thought of doing it, his body shook, and flew straight towards Cangyan Mountain.

On Wanhua Mountain, Yinxiao looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was as tall as a sword, and there was a bit of obsession in the depths of his eyes, except for occasional meditation, he always maintained this posture, which made her have to have a little respect.

And in an uninhabited cave in Cangyan Mountain, Yun Si's senior brother Yun Dao stared at the piece of jade in his hand, revealing deep doubts, as if there was an unsolvable mystery that stumped him.

"Luo Daosheng's Yuan Spirit clone clearly entered the Tongtian Pillar, why has he lost his trace now? What is this old guy hiding in there after all, so that the master is so interested?"

Far away in the Cave Heaven Realm, surrounded by mountains, attics are everywhere, but there is only a nine-story attic towering among the clouds.

In the attic on the sixth floor, an old man in a Taoist robe, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, sat with his eyes closed, and in front of him stood a young man and a young woman of seventeen or eighteen.

The young man was also dressed in a blue robe, and the robe was decorated with splendid stars and countless runes.

"Right Lingzi, this time you will accompany Zifeng to the Gouluo Realm. The old man said.

"Master, why me?" asked the young woman, her left eye closed and her right eye open.

"I have used the "Heavenly Spirit Great/Method" to calculate, this time in the Heavenly Pillar, there will be a thing in the world, but whether you can obtain this thing, but you are only fifty percent sure, whether it will succeed or not, it is all in your heart. The old man's words are really a little incomprehensible, and there is nothing to say about what that thing is and what it does.

The young man glanced at the woman beside him, but said nothing.

The young woman did not know if she fully understood the meaning of the old man's words, her face remained unchanged, and her right eye was as calm as water, and she could not guess what she was thinking.

"Disciple commanded!" she replied.

As the ripples dissolved, a black hole gradually formed in the center of the lake at the bottom of the mountain, and anyone with a discerning eye would understand that the lake was not water between heaven and earth at all, but the dead gas of the place condensed into liquid.

"Who disturbed the deity's slumber?"

At this moment, a heavy voice sounded between the ethereal nothingness, and a tall and straight figure slowly rose from the black hole, standing in the center of the lake, lifeless as a substance, holding up his figure, swaying up, and standing in front of the blurred phantom in the blink of an eye.

"It's you!" the man who flew out of the black hole had already known the vague shadow. "Dust to dust, dust to dust, you are just a lost ghost in the past, you should have been annihilated sooner. The deity borrowed your habitat to sleep and heal, and he has already promised you, and he will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

The vague phantus didn't answer him, his red lips opened lightly, and he blew the black stick again!

This time, five sounds were issued in a row, and Wei Zhen's soul consciousness was inside the black stick, like a storm and a hurricane, as if it would be extinguished at any time, but for some reason it was always fine.

"Damn! it's it, no wonder it's the trouble to come to the deity!" The man who flew out of the black hole let out a terrifying roar, and a jet-black helmet appeared above his head, and a double-edged sword appeared in his palm.

The battle between the two broke out instantly, but sometimes it was silent, and sometimes it was silent, and sometimes it was like the sky was cracking, and the momentum was amazing.

In Wei Zhen's perception, every time the sound of the black stick came out, countless mist clouds flew up from the inky black helmet worn by the person who flew out of the black hole, and after emitting bursts of monstrous screams and screams, they dispersed like dust. Or a large, twisted face flashed, roaring and roaring, as if it was experiencing unbearable pain. And every time the double-edged long sword in his hand was slashed, the blurred phantom was a little thinner, and it seemed that the next one was about to disperse with the wind.

And in Cangyan Mountain, which Wei Zhen couldn't perceive, after several huge earthquakes, five of the seven pillars of heaven suddenly broke open together, causing a lot of speculation and uneasiness in the hearts of everyone who was paying attention to this place in the outside world.

Under the mountain peak, where Wei Zhen's body stood, the jade bead on his chest flashed sharply, and after a while, a young woman's face suddenly appeared.

If Wei Zhen could see it at this time, he would definitely have an impression, because this face belonged to the jade bead world, and the girl under the shadow of the giant tree, although her appearance had changed, her temperament was vague enough to be recognized.

At this moment, the expression on this beautiful face is complicated, as if there are memories, as if there are struggles, as if there are regrets, as if there are resentments, and more importantly, confusion.

The sounds of the thirteen paths, the ways are very different, or like the heavenly ghost crying the sky, or like the killing god descending into the world, or tired and gentle, or heartbroken, blown out by the vague phantom through the black stick one by one.

When the thirteenth sound sounded, the long sword of the person who flew out of the black hole withdrew his hand and flew away, and his palms suddenly grabbed the inky black helmet, and he looked up to the sky with a loud roar, and fell heavily from the end of the pillar made of dead air, and fell into the black hole in the middle of the lake, and there was no more sound.

The body of the blurred phantom was as transparent as a mist at this time, and the black sticks floating in the air were rusty from top to bottom, and the newborn leaves were even more yellow and rolled, as if they would fall at any time.

As if a wail came out, the black stick flashed and flew towards the place where Wei Zhen was at the bottom of the mountain.

The vague phantom turned around, facing the lonely palace, and said quietly: "Since you have come with the certificate of the deceased, this thing should be given to you, and it depends on your own fate whether you have it or not!"

She flicked her fingers, and a piece of wood flew towards the figure that had just appeared before the palace.

It was an extremely ordinary-looking young man, dressed in plain gray clothes, and a seemingly ordinary sword, hanging from his waist.

He quickly caught the wood chip with one hand, although he tried his best to control his emotions, he could not hide the joy and excitement in his eyes, and then bowed down and said, "Thank you seniors for your generous gifts!"

The vague phantom had already looked away, looking down the mountain, where there was also a beautiful young face looking at her.

"Someday, you'll understand!"

The words fell like the wind, as if only the two of them could hear it, and the vague phantom body trembled, and suddenly dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and disappeared between heaven and earth forever without a trace.

Only then did the young man dare to raise his head, his clear gaze paused for a few breaths in the place where the phantom dissipated, and the excitement buried in his heart burst out without reservation.

At the foot of the mountain, the owner of the beautiful young face, Ge Quinoa, stared up for a long time, and the words before the vague phantom was about to dissipate echoed in his ears.

"Who is she, why do I feel sad to see this ending!" she pursed her purple lips, but two tears hung on her face.

A beam of light came from the jade bead, and she finally returned to the jade bead world weakly.