Chapter 1397: Love
In the final analysis, cultivators still have to focus on "tools", and from ancient times to the present, the naturally weak human race has begun to become strong precisely because of mastering this key factor.
The black and secluded "umbrella" magic weapon can be called a heavy weapon of defense, and it is precisely because of its appearance that it not only inhales the wind born in the great demon corpse fairy's own hole, but also makes the foehn wind in the outside world have no chance to take advantage of, and it can withstand the attack of the wind calamity this time.
Everyone's eyes, including Li Xiaoyi, fell on the black umbrella.
This old beggar, no matter what form of crisis, did not take it out, but now that he looks at it, it is the back hand he has prepared for himself.
The foehn above the nine heavens didn't seem to give up, and a more powerful hurricane condensed in the clouds, and then suddenly smashed down, around the Great Demon Corpse Immortal, the sea of fire collapsed, and the four stirred up were directly lifted.
Only the Great Demon Corpse Immortal himself was still standing in the center of the storm, and the black light did not move at all.
The entire land has completely disappeared, and as far as the eye can see, there is an endless sea of magma and fire, and after the foehn wind, it is full of devastation.
Above the sky, the clouds were still there, and the rumbling sound of thunder was endless, and when a ray of red light lit up, the heavy clouds all changed color, as if they were rendered by the glow of the sky.
"Yin Fire Tribulation!" Murong Yunyan's face was not very good-looking, as if something unpleasant in the depths of his memory had been triggered.
Li Xiaoyi looked up at the sky, the fire clouds gathered, the normal and vivid red, more and more bright, and the sea of fire magma below, but they could respond to each other and reflect everything in front of him.
A wisp of flame, like a flower of flame that sprouts and blooms, condenses and grows larger in the sky above, and the great demon corpse immortal suspended above the rolling magma below, the golden skeleton begins to have wisps of flame overflowing, extending everywhere from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, as if it is an uncontrollable state.
It can be clearly seen that the current Great Demon Corpse Immortal seems to be extremely painful, on the golden skeleton, with the continuous growth of those flames, its own gold began to gradually dim, and even the big black umbrella also emitted bursts of tremors visible to the naked eye.
"It seems that this yin fire also comes from itself!" Li Xiaoyi muttered.
Murong Yunyan explained on the side: "People have seven emotions and six desires, this kind of thing comes from within, and it is a variety of emotions that are difficult for human beings to control. Even if you can see through the suppression, it is invisible, existing inside the body, and the yin fire is its specific manifestation, if it cannot be overcome, it is equivalent to being swallowed up by your own various emotions. ”
Regarding this point, Li Xiaoyi admits that no one can really see through everything, the so-called cutting off the red dust thread, without external calls, is afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect, so he would rather be closed and have no deep mountains in Daze than see people.
There was once such a story in the cultivation world, but it happened to the Golden Wheel Temple, the first major sect of Buddhism.
A monk who has attained the Tao with successful cultivation has reached the Zen true realm of six pure roots and naturally following the Dharma, but one day, a monk in the Taoist gate is famous for visiting.
The two talk about Zen, but also say that heaven and earth are created, the difference between Buddhism and Taoism, this talk is seven days and seven nights, it is said that when it comes to the depths, outside the residence of the old monk, the lotus blossoms overnight, and the fragrance hits people, which is really a bit of a fairy scene.
However, on the eighth day, everything that should be said had been said and everything that should be said had been finished, and when the two were relatively speechless, the Taoist priest suddenly opened his mouth and asked the monk: "Is there a mother in the hall?"
The monks have been cultivated for thousands of years, and above the high hall, they have long been ancient.
So he replied, "No." ”
After sitting quietly for a while, the old monk asked rhetorically, do you still have a family?
The Taoist priest replied: "I have been accompanied, and I will die in old age." ”
The old monk was speechless for a while, but the Taoist priest asked again: "Do you miss it?"
This question immediately stopped the old monk, who was speechless for a long time.
When he was young, he was enlightened by a high monk and accepted as a disciple, so he said goodbye to his mother, went up the mountain to visit the Buddha, and also went back to the past twice, one was to go down the mountain to parade, and when he entered the world to participate in Zen, he returned to his hometown to visit his mother.
But the woman was no longer what she remembered, she was old, just looking at him and crying.
The old monk lost his father since he was a child, in the village, the mother and son depended on each other, and they were not welcomed, after all, the widow was a kefu, so gossip was indispensable, but his mother still raised him with hard work, but he became a monk.
The mother is old and has nothing to rely on, and the mother is sick and has nothing to rely on, giving birth to him, but not getting his care, is unfilial.
But the old monk still left, in order to participate in the Buddha's way, one thing is also able to be broken.
Time has passed, and after a hundred years, when he has made achievements, he returned to his hometown to visit, and on the mass grave in the Artemisia wasteland, he actually didn't know where his mother was buried, which was sad.
The Taoist priest got up and sighed abruptly: "Cultivating Buddha is also like a master, can he be so hard-hearted?"
When he immediately brushed his sleeves and left, the old monk stood on the spot, as if he was struck by lightning, and he watched the Taoist leave speechlessly.
The Buddha's heart is lost, and when he comes early in the morning on the ninth day, his cultivation of the Dharma will be dissipated, and he will die in the next day.
See through the red dust, cut off the love thread, who can really see through and cut off, people are born as people, just because they are affectionate.
No matter who it is, it can't really be like this, Li Xiaoyi looked at his body, that is to say, when he was crossing the tribulation......
As for the old beggar on the other side, the exuberance of the yin fire in his whole body far exceeded Murong Yunyan's imagination, which means that the exuberance of his suppressed emotions in the past has reached such a prohibitive level.
In the steaming flames, his figure was gone, only the endless yin fire, together with the sea of fire magma under his feet, burned together, and the flame flower in the sky above suddenly turned into an afterimage, and the next moment it bloomed at the feet of the great demon corpse fairy.
The fiery red halo enveloped it, and then began to wither together with the heavenly flower.
Li Xiaoyi's gaze was fixed on the center of the Heavenly Tribulation, the petals fell lightly, and then disappeared into nothingness, always feeling that this old beggar would not let this end all this so quickly.
Murong Yunyan was the same, including Ao Xu on the other side, he didn't mean to do it immediately, but just watched it change extremely steadily.
And the Great Demon Corpse Immortal, as expected, did not disappoint everyone, a white light, suddenly shining out in the fiery red color.
Accompanied by an extremely cold and biting temperature, everything in sight, including the sea of magma and fire under his feet, froze almost instantly.
When the golden skeleton shattered out of the flames that had completely turned into ice crystals, his figure appeared in front of the heaven and earth again......