After the darkness comes the light.

Disgusted with the filthy soil.

Shen Yu stood in the void, several streamers of light circulated around him, and the majestic heaven and earth aura poured into his dantian.

There is no cultivator's dantian in the world that can be compared to Shen Yu. Look at the book

Even when he woke up and just stepped into cultivation, he spent seven days and nights outside the Qing Law Hall of the Taoist Sect, absorbing a huge amount of spiritual power.

Compared with the realm of that day, at this moment, after the cause and effect were extracted by the Soul Attracting Pill, the realm that had been suppressed for several years was no longer restrained at this moment.

If someone appears in this space, I'm afraid that their spiritual power will also be exhausted.

And this is just Taixuan, or a repetition of Shen Yu's cultivation node.

The breach of 3,000 years ago was even more spectacular than it is now.

The yin god and the yang god turned into two points of light, one black and one white.

Entangle.

Then it spreads out again.

The rules of the whole world are constantly crumbling and then re-established.

Shen Yu's knowledge of the sea.

Three thousand years of fragments are repeated over and over again.

...

Shen Yu's heart was very calm, and he just did simple cultivation.

The heart lake in the depths of the spiritual sea has been completely covered by the black and white air mass, and at this moment, five pillars of air of different colors have risen from the heart lake.

When Daozu preached, there were five qi in the world, and then there was a sky of flowers.

Therefore, when the cultivators of the Dao Sect in the world break through the realm and cross the tribulation, such a phenomenon of heaven and earth will appear.

Three thousand years ago, Taixuan cultivated to the peak realm of Daomen, and today's scene seems a little ordinary compared to that time.

In the heart lake.

It was like an endless starry sky, and countless huge beings who could not say what matter were floating in the void, as if they were in chaos.

At the brightest part of the starry sky, there is a back.

It was a very majestic back, with his hands behind his back, standing at the end of the void.

Anyone who sees this back can't help but feel an emotion.

That is desolation.

Shen Yu looked at him quietly.

There was an extremely complex emotion in my heart, a paradoxical feeling.

Shen Yu knew that he was Taixuan three thousand years ago, and after he woke up and left Nanhe City, he kept looking for traces of this person.

Is it his reincarnation, or is it only his memory.

Until this moment, Shen Yu had no real answer.

Practitioners are idealistic and truth-seeking.

Those layers of mist are the barriers to stepping into the upper three realms, and ordinary people need to move forward.

And Shen Yu needs more.

So, Shen Yu asked, "What would happen to you if I were to disappear in this long river of years?"

"Are you scared?" There are ripples in the heart lake.

This was the first time Shen Yu had heard that person's voice, spanning three thousand years, with endless desolation and ruthlessness.

It is as if anyone in the world, everything is like a stone and a flower under his feet in the eyes of that person.

Are you scared?

Shen Yu was a little confused, living in this world, he had never thought about this problem.

When one day, this body is occupied by that person again, then Shen Yu's consciousness will naturally disappear.

But it seems that in this life, Shen Yu is living for this moment.

The purpose of one's life is to wait for that person to be reborn.

"It's boring to live for a guy who's been dead for three thousand years."

Ripples are rising.

Shen Yu raised his head, looked at the majestic figure, and said calmly, "So, for the sake of fun, I went to walk the bridge alone."

The words fell, and a breeze blew.

The majestic figure at the end of the void began to distort.

And the void also began to crumble, countless huge rubbles began to annihilate, and the starry sky gradually dimmed.

Eventually, the void perished.

The heart lake is quiet.

Shen Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the aura on his body gradually climbed.

Yin and Yang are blended.

The entire Sumeru mustard seed was filled with majestic spiritual power, and the thick heaven and earth diaphragm began to crack under the bombardment of these forces.

The next moment, Shen Yu said, "Break."

Space shatters, repeating light.

Then, Shen Yu stepped into the upper three realms.

Many years ago, he had told Ming that if the heart lake was stained with dust, then he would cut it with a sword.

Shen Yu's heart lake, the biggest dust is Taixuan.

Three thousand years ago, Taixuan Zhenren chose the ruthless way, and came to the end of this world.

But it wasn't Shen Yu, he was looking for another way.

...

Inside the mustard seed in Sumeru, a voice sounded, "If you are not Taixuan, why are you so similar to him when you break through the realm, I have seen it in the Sky Mountain, that guy broke through two realms in one day in order to fight with the master of the temple, it is really incredible."

The owner of the voice was unprecedented, with a hint of shock.

You must know that Miaohua has become the will of heaven and earth here, and it is impossible for any emotions to appear.

"I'm Shen Yu." The voice is firm.

Sumeru Mustard fell silent.

Shen Yu was also not speaking, because Miaohua would not understand the relationship between herself and Taixuan.

Shen Yu took one last look at this mustard seed space and said softly, "I'm leaving."

Heaven and earth did not respond.

Only a fresh breeze blew the grass and trees in the mountains and forests.

Shen Yu knew that Miaohua had disappeared after all, and there would never be the slightest trace of her in this world.

An old man from 3,000 years ago has passed away.

But the truth about Taixuan is still hidden in the fog, and even deeper.

The bridge that needed Shen Yu to walk became even more precipitous.

...

Inside Lingyin Temple.

The old monk shouted angrily: "A little fugue realm, bluffing."

The next moment, the Buddha's light soared, and his palms slammed out.

Aoyama unexpectedly did not block it, but his entire body flew out upside down with this force. ap..

In mid-air, Qingshan's right hand naturally stabbed out, and the broken spear was completely enveloped by the brilliant white light.

In the small mountain village that day, Shen Yu told him that the innate Dao body is a rare physique in the world.

In the whole world, there may only be three and a half such people.

I am one of them.

After Qingshan stepped into the Dao Sect, he discovered the special place of this terrifying physique, which was the spiritual sea that was even larger than ordinary people.

In Wanliu City.

Just when it was just the Cave True Realm, in the space demarcated by the old blind man and the demon lord, he accumulated his strength for three days and three nights, and almost lost his entire arm, killing a descendant of the demon lord.

And today, Qingshan has been in a fugue.

Field.

Without warning, Qingshan's body twisted suddenly, and the spear shot out sharply.

The brilliance was gone.

Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to darken, and there was only a flash of brilliance in their eyes.

Magnificent as a galaxy.

The momentum is like a mountain.

In the face of such a terrifying blow, the old monk closed his eyes and closed his eyes, the Xuanhuang light of the Qinglian Banner was magnificent, and the whole person was shrouded in a thick breath.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded.

The light of the Buddha shines in the sky.

The ground trembled and rumbled, and countless monks walked out of their houses, forgetting about the strange scene.

The green mountains are like the god of war, standing straight.

There was an arc-shaped aura in front of him, and there was a killing intent in it.

The old monk stood opposite with his hands folded, the Buddha's light enveloped his body, and the Qinglian flag kept colliding with the tip of the gun.

Rumble!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The breath emanating from the tip of the spear pierced him, making a terrifying explosion like a giant ship crashing into the mountains.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of blood burst out of the old monk's body, which was comparable to a martial artist.

At that time the flesh was pierced in the relationship.

As time passed, the wounds on the old monk's body became more and more dense, and his face gradually became sad.

...

Hui Ke's expression was solemn.

This young man was already so tall, he had only seen such a shocking cultivation in Shen Yu.

Treat the realm as if there is nothing.

The gap between those realms is only reflected in the depth of spiritual power, but there is not the slightest gap in the understanding of the Great Dao.

This is another genius like Shen Yu.

In the same way, with the realm of fugue, I understood the rules that only exist in the upper three realms.

Therefore, the gap between the realm of the old monk does not actually exist.

Hui Ke glanced at the delirious monk in the distance, who was still calm, ignoring the decline in front of him.

After all, it's just a variable.

So, Hui Ke said softly, "Three uncles, let's make a move."

The words fell, and the three Buddha treasures rose brightly, and they all went towards the suppression of the field.

The four magic circles of Buddhism Vajra were originally used to trap the night stars, but at this moment, they were used on the young man of the Taoist sect.

Hui Ke's breath soared, his hands folded, and said, "Ye Si Chief, the little monk has offended."

The latter smiled casually and said indifferently, "You have already offended, but it is indeed a bit too much to deal with that kid with four arhats."

Hui Ke shook his head and said seriously, "The disciple chosen by Senior Brother Shen Yu, the little monk doesn't dare to be careless."

Night Star didn't speak.

The old monk who had been guarding the three prescription positions finally moved.

They are originally brothers, and they have seen the four magic circles in their eyes for many years, although they have only just stepped into the half-step Bodhisattva realm, they are all one.

With the blessings of the four Buddha treasures, the power exerted at this moment is far beyond the bodhisattva realm.

The old monk, who was originally in danger, felt the pressure suddenly decreased the moment the three of them joined.

"Boy, die!"

The old monk looked at the young man in the field indifferently, and the other three monks blocked the killing blow, and at this moment they could already mobilize the Qinglian Banner to do the rest.

That's repression.

The old monk's body was full of surging Buddha light, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he no longer had the previous breath of compassion.

A green lotus appeared in the sky, and the old monk flew on it, rippling and rippling, and came to the young man in the blink of an eye.

Then a punch comes out.

The young man who was fixed by the four Buddha treasures was knocked away with a bang and smashed to the ground.

"Aoyama's nephew!"

Yang Liu couldn't hold back any longer, and flew up more and more, wanting to rush out of the house to block the attack of the four Arhats.

But the next moment, a faint Buddha light blocked in front of her, and even if Yang Liu mobilized his spiritual power, he only took half a step forward.

The delirious monk stood in front of the door, bowing his eyebrows and bowing his head.

After blocking the willows, he glanced in the direction of Lingshan, his eyes narrowed, and a majestic Buddha light emanated from his palms.

Time seemed to stand still in the room.

Seeing this scene, Yang Liu's pupils constricted, and the next moment his consciousness fell into endless darkness, and his entire body seemed to fall towards the darkness.

After the connection with the Immortal Mountain was severed, only Yang Liu of the Fugue Realm was nothing more than a baby in front of the delusional monk.

After restraining the willows, Wataru stood quietly in place, as if waiting for something.