Tianji Mountain, the second mountain in the eastern soil, is second only to the immeasurable mountain of Tianzong, after all, Tianzong is the honor of the eastern soil, and the first mountain of the lord.

"Ugh..."

At this moment, on the top of Tianji Mountain, the head of the mulberry tree stands with his back to his back, his robe is windless and automatic, overlooking the whole land, sighing magnificent and lonely, and there is a touch of sadness, the mountains and rivers are eternal, and the monks are short-lived, even if it is the power of the king's realm, in the end Shouyuan still has an end, unless he is dormant and self-contained, but then it will be derailed from heaven and earth, and even not tolerated by heaven and earth, and the cost is too huge.

Although his longevity is still thousands of years, at this time, he is now on the top of Tianji Mountain, looking at the ancient timber wolf forest under the mountain, a picture of mountains and rivers, and he can't help but feel emotional.

"Sen Daoyou, why do you sigh, could it be that there are other regrets besides the fall of my junior brother?"

After seeing the expression of the head of Sang Mu, the right envoy smiled slightly, and then asked softly.

The reason why he asked was because he found that the head of Sang Mu was not angry because of the fall of his junior brother, but there was a sense of vicissitudes between his eyebrows, as if he had an understanding of life.

"Alas, what is the cultivation of my generation of monks, is it the supreme of heaven and earth, or immortality, the three thousand Dao laws, is there really an end......

After the head of Sang Mu glanced at the right envoy, he looked up at the sky and sighed again.

"Sen Daoyou this question, Zhangzun also asked the sky, but the sky is unpredictable, the will of heaven is even more difficult to guess, no one knows what the end of the practice is, maybe there is no end to the practice at all, there are always people who keep moving forward, the road is long, as long as we stick to the heart, we can go all the way, difficulties and obstacles, all broken one by one. ”

The right envoy waved his sleeves and spoke lightly, he, like the left envoy, was also dressed in a gray and white robe, and the word "right" was written on his chest.

"What the right brother said, I only agree with half of it, the heart is just a cover for deception, the world is impermanent, there is no certainty, the word heart is too heavy, even if it is the supreme, it is difficult to say that the cultivation is to the end, the heart is still the same.

In my opinion, the most important thing in cultivation is to have a strong heart, the intention of killing, only if you kill decisively, and give everything for the strongest, then it will be stronger. ”

The left envoy said lightly, and a killing intent suddenly rose on his body, his gray and white robe was windless, and there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts whistling and hissing on it, all of them were the people he killed, or maybe they were all defeated by his men.

"Brother Zuo, your killing aura is too heavy, and you have forgotten the exhortations of the Palm Honor?!"

The right envoy looked at the left envoy who had worked with him for many years and was on top, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

"Killing is the heart of the strong, this is the way, if there is no killing, the world is difficult to be quiet, killing to stop killing, this is the most correct cultivation heart, this is the right way!"

The left envoy did not answer his question, but instead affirmed his own beliefs.

"Master Sangmu, what do you think?"

The right envoy saw that he couldn't persuade him at all, so he looked at the head of Sangmu and asked softly.

"My Sangmu Sect, believe in the way of heaven, the art of cultivation is for the wood road, the wood is for growth, vigorous, and the gas of killing, so the heart of killing is not affordable for the people of my sect, but, even so, my Sangmu Sect ancestor still holds up the sky with a branch of the tree and ascends to become an immortal. ”

"Haha, what Sen Daoyou said is extremely true, so that the patriarch can ascend to the sky and become an immortal with a branch, that is a big legend......"

When the right envoy heard that the head of Sang Mu was obviously refuting the left envoy, he couldn't help but say with a smile.

But before he finished speaking, the head of Sang Mu said another sentence, which made him stunned for a moment.

"However, my Sangmu Sect, I don't have the heart to kill, it's not nothing, when the ancestor ascended, there were some demons who wanted to ambush him, and took the opportunity to kill him, but the patriarch felt it, and took the first step to kill those Xu demons, and the soldiers used were all passing through the jungle, and the trees were broken down casually, and each time they broke one, the branch flew into the sky, and then there was a painful roar and shocking blood.

Three branches, three demons and bodies, the ancestor was almost Dao at that time, he was still smiling at that time, but there was already a killing in his heart, the kind of killing that does not show his face, is the most terrifying killing, and the ancestor has never killed a living creature in his life, at most it is to seriously injure it, as for the killing qi before the ascension, it may be an explosion that has been accumulated for countless years.

And now, Senior Brother Sangmu has fallen, and Sangmu Sect has murderous intentions, and I, as the head, will definitely catch the murderer, and then bring it back to Sangmu Sect, skin and cramp it, crush bones and ashes, and sacrifice my junior brother's spirit in the sky!"

Mulberry Mu's words were like muffled thunder, echoing on the top of this Tianji Mountain, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be shaken by this earth-shattering word, and they were rolled upside down.

"Hahaha, the words of Sen Daoyou are exact, the heart is there, but the heart will change, the same thing is just that it has not experienced changes, and the best thing is not to have this kind of change, the heart of killing is born from the time of cultivation, and it will be destroyed until death. ”

After the left envoy heard the words of the head of Sang Mu, he laughed out loud, and when he laughed, he deliberately glanced at the right envoy with a proud expression.

"Knock~"

Just as the right envoy was about to open his mouth to refute, a melodious bell suddenly rang on the top of this Tianji Mountain, the bell stirred, rolling up a storm, an invisible ripple spread, like a wave tide, swept in, all three of them changed their expressions, their robes hunted and hunted, and their cultivation was unfolded, used to resist this bell wave.

The three of them are all powerful in the Wang Realm, and in the face of this magnificent Zhong Bo, they are all cultivating and resisting, which shows the strength of this bell ringing, if Zhou Qian is here, it is estimated that he will have to smoke in seven orifices, and his soul will be shocked out.

"The heavenly bell is ringing, Sen Daoyou, Zhangzun invites you in. ”

When the bell wave disappeared, the left envoy whispered to the head of the mulberry tree, his tone was calm.

"The Tianji Bell is really the treasure of heaven and earth, just a roar makes people's blood surge, and the heart is agitated, which is really extraordinary. ”

The head of the mulberry wood smiled slightly, and then walked towards the temple gate, when the heavenly bell rang, the door of the most magnificent hall on the top of the mountain slowly opened, revealing a corner.

The left and right messengers, each accompanied by the head of the mulberry tree, the head of the mulberry wood originally intended to refuse, but to no avail, so he simply stepped into the Tianji Hall on the Tianji Mountain with the first attitude.

And at the moment when they stepped into the Heavenly Machine Palace, a figure suddenly appeared in this nothingness, this figure was dressed in a black robe, which was tattooed with endless inscriptions, faintly shining with this golden light, although it was a black robe, but it gave people a feeling like a god, the most striking thing was that behind the black robe, there was an ancient big character engraved, which almost occupied the entire black robe, revealing endless vicissitudes, that was a "ghost" word!

In the Tianji Platform, there is only one person who is qualified to wear this robe, and that is the ghost operator.

If Zhou Qian is here, he will definitely be able to spew out this black-clothed person, he is no longer a sloppy old man at the moment, but a ghost operator of Tianjitai who is famous in the East and has a reputation in the world, Shen Yin!!

He glanced at the main hall, and there was a hint of remembrance in his eyes, and then, the figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

To the east of the earth, there is a vast and boundless sea, and above this sea, there is a nameless island, on this small island, there is an old man in a white robe who is bending down to pick up shells, the tide rises and falls, and the footprints are shallow.