Shaozhou, Blood River Sect.

The bright red pure liquid forms a long river, but it does not smell fishy, but exudes an attractive mellow fragrance, which makes people's mouths relish-

Although the Blood River Dao people are called demons, the blood refining method they practice is also regarded as demonic skills.

But in fact, it has nothing to do with "demons", but is derived from authentic supernatural powers, using blood as the law.

In order to forge this blood river, the people of the Blood River River don't know how many magical beasts and bloodline cultivators they have hunted and refined their essence blood......

In order to maintain this river of blood, 100,000 babies with excellent bones are sacrificed every year to turn into innate pure blood and feed the river.

As for those blood-mixed wastes, throwing them into them will only pollute the blood river, and they don't even have the value of sacrifice, they are just reproductive tools.

Now this river of blood has surpassed most of the world's natural treasures.

Ordinary people only need to take a sip to wash the meridians and cut the veins, awaken the ancient bloodlines, and greatly improve their qualifications.

The people of the Blood River have made many enemies, but they are still safe and sound, thanks to this Blood River.

At this time, the Blood River Dao people were naked and soaked in blood, absorbing the essence of blood qi with their skin, forming a huge whirlpool.

squandered his blood like this, but he did not regret it in the past, but his heart was surging.

"Immortals, that's definitely immortals!"

"There are really people who can cross the immortal gate and become a true immortal!"

"The immortal road has not been broken, and the deity also has a chance to become an immortal!"

Think of the mysterious man's demeanor.

The hesitation of the Immortal Dao in the hearts of the people of the Blood River River has already dissipated, and the cultivation that has not been touched for a long time seems to have made a little progress.

As for the consumption of the blood river......

Compared to the fairy fate, what if it is squandered?

"The path of immortality should be fearless."

"When this round of production is over, the deity will be bloodied in Shaozhou...... Even mixed livestock, as long as there are enough of them, they can refine a drop of pure blood. ”

"Sacrifice the living beings of a state, the deity must break the immortal gate this time!"

"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent."

In a flash, the people of the Blood River Road decided the future of Shaozhou-

In his conception, not to mention mortals and beasts, even if he was a disciple of the Blood River Sect, he was just a tool he used to cross the ladder.

However, the Bloodriver Men have not yet begun to act.

I saw the direction of the Heavenly Sect, and the glow reflected the red sky.

In the face of this beautiful scene, the spirit of the Blood River Dao people sent an extremely dangerous signal, and from a distance of thousands of miles, they sensed the sharp killing machine.

"Murderous!"

He hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to flee.

For Mahayana monks, once the qi is locked, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, it is difficult to completely get rid of the enemy.

Looking at this Xiaguang sword qi, the other party is very likely to be the mysterious immortal in Tianwen City.

If you want to escape from the immortals, the difficulty is no different from ascending to the sky.

The Blood River Dao Man was ruthless in his heart, and the bright red liquid gathered into a red Dao robe, draped over his body, and caused it to rise into the air.

He stretched out his hand to grab it downward, but saw that the blood-colored river that stretched for thousands of miles was actually grabbed by volley.

This blood-colored river continued to condense and shrink, and finally turned into a bright red long silk, which was thrown towards the glow!

At the same time, he shouted sharply.

"Senior, the river of blood is for you, don't hurt my life!"

The blood river is precious, and the price of the immortal road is even higher......

But what are these two compared to life?

However, the glow did not pause for half a minute.

It seemed to be a heavenly sword flying, it collided with the bright red long aya, and the sword intent erupted, cutting it off inch by inch, chopping it into countless fragments.

Chang Aya is transformed by a river of blood and contains endless essence.

Even if they are completely shattered, these essences will not disappear out of thin air, but will merge into heaven and earth, turning into countless storms.

Looking from afar, it seems that the glow is passing by, and the spiritual rain is falling, moistening all things.

When the people of the Blood River Road saw this scene, their eyes were split.

The river of blood that he had built with half his life was wasted like this??

And no more time to give him anger.

After the sword intent shattered the river of blood, it did not stop, just like a fairy sword, dragging a long glow and flying over.

The Blood River Path people sacrifice magic weapons and move to dodge.

The glow broke one by one.

Just like that determined killing intent, there was no wavering.

Until the glow swept across his body, the sword qi erupted.

The unwillingness and despair of the people of the Blood River have all turned into vanity, and there are no bones left.

Those Blood River disciples in red robes followed in the footsteps of the Daoists after a little delay.

When the glow is gone, the rain dissipates.

The sky is clear in Shaozhou.

……

Ningzhou, Jishizong.

Monk No. 37 sat at the top of the tall building, looking at the prosperity of the city, his eyes confused.

He was born in Ningzhou, has been nurtured for many years, and has admired Jishi Xianzong since he was a child, and worships the gods who sheltered Ningzhou.

Later, he was selected by the Jishi Immortal Sect and became a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and he was even more excited.

Like the gods, he will use the power of the gods to protect the world!

However......

When he actually started practicing, he found that everything was different from what he had imagined.

Fifty-six years ago, after the disaster that affected the world.

Jishi Immortal Sect made a decisive move to maintain the tranquility of Ningzhou.

However, when the thirty-seventh thought that the Immortal Sect was going to continue to help the people of the neighboring states, he found that they stopped-

To be precise, it was the relief that stopped.

Other acts continue.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect organized a caravan as soon as possible and went to the surrounding states, but they did not bring food...... It's weapons.

They colluded with local families to collect local food, and let the victims outside cut grass roots and gnaw tree bark.

Only a small amount of grain was released, every penny of silver was squeezed out, and then the grain was occasionally opened to give favors to inform the victims of the scene of Ningzhou.

In this way, not only did the caravans return laden with gold and silver.

The victims of the disaster in the surrounding states fled to Ningzhou, attracted by the tranquility of the place, and received relief, and chose to settle here, and the population increased significantly.

At the same time, the people of Ningzhou are more satisfied with the status quo when they see the tragic situation of the victims who have fled.

The belief in the gods of Jishizong has also become more and more devout.

It's external.

Internally, the practice of the Jishi Immortal Sect is based on incense.

They are different from the land gods who borrow the power of heaven and earth, and with the help of incense power, they can increase their strength.

Even if the power of heaven and earth is cut off, it still has incomparably powerful power, and the top Yin God is not inferior to the Mahayana monks.

However, the power of incense is limited.

Especially surrounded by the Immortal Sect, Ji Shizong could not expand the scope openly, and the territory was only limited to Ningzhou, which greatly limited the acquisition of incense wishing power.

Therefore, in order to reach a higher realm in life, the disciples of the Immortal Sect obtained more incense and wish power after death, and intrigued with each other, fighting openly and secretly.

There is no friendship at all.

All these scenes completely broke No. 37's reverence for the Immortal Sect, making him confused and stagnant.

"Fifty-six years, I have only barely cultivated to the second order."

"If it weren't for the support of the family, I would have been removed from the sect a long time ago......"

"Even so, by the time my life is over, I may not be able to cultivate to the third order, and I don't even have the qualifications to become a Yin God."

Thirty-Seven sighed.

Over the past 56 years, he has had many opportunities to go further.

But there was always a voice in his heart that prevented him from doing that.

It seems that after taking that step, there is no going back.

"Am I going to live my whole life here......"

No. 37 was depressed in his heart, and lay back on the tiles, but a strange scene came into view.

It was a ray of light, swept from the sky, brilliant and difficult to turn your eyes on.

A few days ago, the glow of the sky appeared again?

When the thirty-seventh was surprised, he found something different-

This glow did not sweep into the distance, but went straight to the Jishi Immortal Sect!

Thirty-seven is not the only one who is aware of this.

After a moment's shake of his mind, he saw the sky above the Jishi Immortal Sect, with great brilliance, accompanied by the wonderful music of Xuanyin, and the man in armor stepped out of the air.

It is actually the sect master of the Jishi Immortal Sect, and at the same time the strongest god, the Jishi Heavenly King!

His voice was like a bell, vast and majestic, he scolded Xiaguang, and sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons, turned into the angry king, and hit Xiaguang.

The moment the two collided, the light bloomed, and countless people fell into blindness.

The same is true of No. 37, but before he was blind, he saw the glow fade, revealing a peerless immortal sword, engraved in the bottom of his heart.

Moments passed, and Thirty-Seven recovered from blindness.

The Heavenly King of the World has disappeared, and many of the gods' breaths have disappeared with him.

In the sky above the Immortal Sect, there was only one middle-aged man left, his sideburns were gray, and his voice was like spring thunder.

"The Sect of the World, for the power of incense, in the name of God, shepherds the world, coercion and temptation, and secretly sneaky ......"

"However, helping the world and saving people, indulging in differences, also has its merits, so I only punish the evil, in order to set an example——"

"Helping the world and saving people, getting incense merits, is the principle of heaven, people are wrong, and the law is not wrong."

"If the people of the Immortal Sect cultivate this method again, they can also pursue the immortality of the Yin God."

"Don't be distracted by profits, direct and act by yourself, and repeat the mistakes of the past."

After that, the glow turned away.

Thirty-seven was stunned for a long time, but he actually laughed and whispered.

"Mind is open, ......"

……

Nanzhou, Tiannanzong.

No. 2 was practicing in the ashram, with sandalwood in front of him and smoke and clouds.

Fifty-six years ago, after being taught by her master that she no longer asked for help, she gave most of her belongings to help the victims, and then she put her heart on her practice.

For 56 years, she has practiced with peace of mind without asking about the world.

The cultivation is overwhelming, and it has reached the third order.

Shizun was quite satisfied with this.

Obviously, she has understood her teachings, let go of those irrelevant feelings, and is a good seedling of cultivating immortals.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent.

On this day, the sword immortal came in the glow and suppressed Tiannan.

"The Immortal Sect controls the land of a state, and it has to be worshiped in various cities, and the disciples of the sect often go out to collect money and support their own cultivation."

"In the face of natural disasters, but beyond the world, he is alone, and he prides himself on being untainted by ordinary dust."

"It is unfair to only suffer from the red dust, and not to experience the hardships of the red dust."

"Please choose—"

"It is for the benefit of all people's lives and the peace of all beings."

"It's still out of the red dust, and it's no longer contaminated with a little red dust."

The imperial court doesn't care about world affairs, and the Immortal Sect is the ruler of various places, and he often teaches his disciples that it is not natural to be worshipped?

It's a pity that this Xiaguang Sword Immortal can't get used to this kind of thing, and asks Tiannan Sect to make a choice.

The light in his eyes flowed, and his sword intent was not released.

The Tiannan Sect Master originally wanted to theorize, but seeing this, he had no choice but to make a decision.

"I will restrain my disciples and no longer walk in the red dust."

"I hope the sect master will keep this in mind."

The sword immortal bowed his head and left.

The choice of the Tiannan Sect Master quickly spread within the sect.

Most of the people in the sect agreed with his choice-although he couldn't experience the red dust, it was quite boring to cultivate......

However, being forced to shelter mortals is even more troublesome for them.

Take care of mortals every day, are they here to cultivate immortals, or are they here to be slaves?

But No. 2, after listening to the master's narration, actually began to pack his luggage and prepare to go down the mountain.

Shizun didn't understand her behavior.

"What are you doing here? The sword fairy said, don't go down the mountain-"

"I'll pick the first one."

Number Two picked up his luggage and smiled.

Since she was immersed in her spiritual practice, she had rarely smiled so happily.

"Fifty-six years ago, the disciples did not dare to agree with the teachings of the master, but they were helpless."

"So in recent years, I have worked hard to practice, hoping that I can have the power to decide everything, and I will no longer plead with others to ......"

"Now is the right time to go down."

"Please understand."

“……”

The master was dumbfounded for a moment.

He found that after fifty-six years of getting along, he had never really known this disciple.

……

"Nine, Sixty-Seven, One Hundred and Twenty-Seven......"

"Thirty-seven spirit masters are out."

Lu Rong sat on the throne with a complicated gaze.

Since Jiang He broke through the immortal path, he has not appeared again.

has been sitting on the throne and watching Jiang He walk the world and practice the road.

He did not hesitate to exterminate the Blood River and other evil demon sects, and cleaned up these most conspicuous filths.

He also slew many gods, shocked the sect of Jishi, and led the rest of the sect to the right path.

even used the sword as a pen to draw a line for the immortal cultivators in the world-

Since you want to be beyond the world, then stand outside this line and become a complete outsider.

During this period, it not only involved the dreamers, but also involved many dreaming masters.

Some were killed, while others took the initiative to go into the red dust and follow his path.

Lu Rong looked at it little by little and felt two words.

"Overbearing."

"Not only to walk in your own way, but also to let others follow your own way."

"If you don't do it, press it with the sword."

In fact, many Immortal Sects privately believed that Jiang He was not an immortal demon and was dissatisfied.

But......

"There is also benevolence."

Lu Rong, as a monk of the Yun Dynasty in the past, became a heroic soul and learned about the history of later generations.

He knew very well that the Yun Dynasty seemed to be sick, and the monks were obsessed with the immortal path and were willing to trample on everything for this reason.

If you tell the immortal cultivators, you can become immortals by destroying the world.

Then, Taixuan will be destroyed in one day.

Jiang He seems to be domineering, but in fact, he is running around and working hard, cleaning up the filth in the world little by little, calming the chaos, and returning the world to order.

In the state he passed, the Immortal Sect bowed his head, the chaos dissipated, and the people were able to live in peace.

Like a diligent apothet.

What is protected is not the way to seek immortals or the way to live forever.

It's the way of all beings.

Day by day, year by year.

Lu Rong looked at all this Jiang He had done.

I couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"What's the point of doing all this?"

Ega stepped into the palace.

He's cleaned up the world, and now there's only one place left.

And when he stepped into the imperial palace, he saw the man on the imperial throne and heard his sigh.

He was not even surprised, and said familiar words.

"Uncle, why do you say this?"

"If it's a big dream, what's the point of doing more?"

"Once you wake up, it's all in vain."

Lu Rong is very clear.

Jiang He's consciousness fell asleep, and only his heart woke up.

But after so many years, he has reached the current state, and even the way of dreams is subservient to his will......

It was impossible for him not to perceive even the slightest clue.

Just like the disciples of the Cloud Dynasty and the Great Dream Immortal Sect in the past.

Thinking that this world might be a dream, but not waking up, falls into madness.

Because of this, Lu Rong was confused.

Why didn't Jiang He waver at all?

"My husband is still thinking about it."

Jiang He shook his head with a smile and asked.

"Dare to ask my husband, for people struggling to survive, is life a big dream?"

"No."

Lu Rong shook his head.

The law of the big dream, the original supernatural power, and the manifestation of the power of time, is more mysterious than it.

The man of dreams is the embodiment of his billions of thoughts, born here, grew up here, and dies here, no different from ordinary mortals—

If he is still like this, the Heavenly Venerable Buddha will definitely be even stronger.

A big dream may be able to evolve thousands of worlds, reincarnation and death.

For the people in the dream, they don't realize that they are in the dream, so they struggle to survive.

"Is suffering a big dream for those who suffer from natural disasters?"

"No."

"Is hunger a big dream for people who are hungry and cold?"

"No ......"

Thinking of Jiang He's actions in recent years.

Lu Rong gradually realized something.

Sure enough, Jiang He said calmly.

"So, if I live here, then this place is real."

“……”

Lu Rong sighed.

He finally understood Jiang He's "truth".

Jiang He has never cared about any dreams or not, false or not-

Before doing things, do I have to think seriously about whether I am dreaming before acting?

He didn't have those distinctions in mind.

For him, whether it is a dream or a reality, whether it is false or real.

His choice will not change in any way.

He saw it.

Thought of it.

So just do it.

"Whether it's a dream or a reality, you will make the same choice."

"Don't be humbled by reality, don't indulge in dreams."

"Then, for you, there is no difference between dreams and reality."

"Where the heart is, where it is, is the truth."

"I see......"

"I see!"

Lu Rong repeated this passage and couldn't help laughing.

With his laughter, the dream shook and shattered in an instant.

But it's not just dreams here that are shattered.

At the same time, it is also his continuation from Taixuan to the present......

That big dream.

I forgot the timing, and the electronic mustard was a few minutes late QAQ

(End of chapter)