This feeling is an indescribable kind of relaxation, as if nothing has anything to do with you, and you don't care about everything......

It's intoxicating, and it's just as frightening.

Li Qinglian was completely trapped, he knew very well that from the moment he fell asleep, he was afraid that he would never be able to get out of this Huangquan Eye again, but Li Qinglian had no way to get out of this state, and everything was not obeyed.

This is the terrible thing about the Eye of Yellow Springs, which makes people obsessed with death, and there is no way to do it.

However, at this moment, Li Qinglian suddenly felt a strange rhythm, which was in rhythm with her own state of neither life nor death.

It was a very big idea, as if there were only two left in the world, and he could feel the emotion of this thought, the fluctuation of this thought.

It's too grandiose, like a fairy god on top, and like a babbling child, ignorant and ignorant who doesn't know how to communicate with people.

Thinking of this, Li Qinglian was shocked in her heart, consciousness? Could it be the spirit of Huangquan? But how could Huangquan have a spirit?

But after thinking about it again, even Biluo has a spirit, why doesn't Huangquan have it, but because of its unique nature, no one knows what it is......

In this peculiar state, the consciousness of the two seems to merge together.

In an instant, Li Qinglian saw a scene that she would never forget.

It was a vast and boundless world, full of aura, with light and rain falling, wild beasts roaring, mountains showing, and gurgling water......

There is a fairy light flying away, there are living beings moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, a prosperous scene, extremely peaceful, that is the world that countless people yearn for, the world that they strive for, that is the flood famine!

Looking up at the sky, a round of divine sun crosses the sky, among which the golden crow cries the sky, its light shines on the eternity, the clouds flow, and the brilliance is sprinkled like a golden thread.

However, above the heavenly dome, there is an extremely vast heavenly river across the sky, running through the immortal dome and passing through the sky......

The river water is incomparably clear, like a glass light reflecting the sky, the river surface is so wide, the Kunpeng wings are not as good, there are stars twinkling, it is a soul!

Died in the river, and was reborn in the river, and all sins were turned into mud and sand and sank to the bottom of the river!

Wherever the heavenly river passed, endless yin souls were introduced into the river, and countless pure white light sprinkled on the world, which were souls without the slightest trace of dust......

This is the Yellow Spring, but also the bridge of life and death in the wilderness, since the beginning of the blue fall, flowing into the green underworld, never to return, no matter where you are in the wilderness, look up at the sky can always see the sky across the sky!

Its vastness cannot be described in words, at this moment Li Qinglian's mind seems to flow with the river, at this moment, his state of mind has also become extremely lofty, and the vast seems to be able to carry the entire flood and desolation......

That kind of refreshing feeling, can not be described in words, in this process, the mystery of life and death seems to be in the heart, ruthless and sexless, all kinds of puzzles are thoroughly understood.

Huang Quan said that life is death, and death is life...... Just like Tai Chi, there is death in life, life in death, and the cycle of life and death......

There are countless people in the world, and they no longer experience reincarnation all the time......

However, this feeling disappeared in an instant, and the earth was filled with blood and fire, and the sky was full of blood, and there was blood flowing out like a waterfall along a crack, it was the blood of the sky!

Suddenly, one day, the fairy dome was shattered like a mirror, and the Yellow Spring had no place to flow, and the broken flood was not enough to carry the Yellow Spring to flow, turning into a flood of water that filled the world.

Everywhere they passed, all the living beings turned into dead bodies, and the Yellow Spring, which was regarded as the bridge of life, was no longer a blessing of the Great Dao, but a catastrophe that swept the world......

Such a yellow spring is not the yellow spring that people want, so it has no meaning of existence, so the yellow spring is cut off, and the River Styx is blocked by corpses to save the people of the world from fire and water!

There is nowhere to return to the yin soul in the world, the newborn son enters without a soul, and the world is in chaos, so there is the underworld, there are six reincarnations, and there is the underworld......

The picture in his mind shattered, and the Kunyu shed two lines of tears, is Huang Quan wrong? That's right...... Are the world wrong? Equally right......

What is wrong is this world, it is the way of heaven......

Li Qinglian's consciousness became more and more numb and blurred, but as soon as he could feel the desire revealed in that will, the desire to flow above the immortal dome, it was an eager desire, which made Li Qinglian's heart blocked......

Huang Quan didn't know how to express it, it was like a child who couldn't speak, Li Qinglian felt uncomfortable in her heart, and muttered: "It's because I'm incompetent, I lost the famine, and I lost everything...... Now, these three thousand realms have no place to carry you......"

"But I, Li Qinglian, swear that one day, I will let Huangquan rise again and cross the immortal dome!"

This sentence, Li Qinglian is from the heart, the flood was damaged by them, in his eyes, it is the eldest brother's everything, how can he not feel distressed......

At this moment, that thought sent out an extremely happy thought, just like a child who had been praised, Li Qinglian's consciousness was stimulated by this thought, and it woke up at a terrifying speed.

At this time, he realized that the pitch black around his body was like a milk swallow returning to the nest and drilling towards his life soul, gathering into a point in his body, Li Qinglian knew that it represented death!

But at this moment, a miracle happened, the point between the extreme darkness slowly turned white, death reached the extreme, and it really became a new life, which contained the truth that the Great Dao had never recorded.

Li Qinglian looked at this scene, deeply intoxicated, and deeply engraved in her mind, the meaning of life and death that she realized when she crossed the immortal dome with Huangquan was even clearer at this moment.

I saw that the trace of vitality contained in death actually wandered in the soul of life, as if looking for something, and in an instant, I drilled towards the life seed that was planted in the center of my eyebrows.

Li Qinglian was shocked in her heart, what kind of life path can she rely on to maintain her sanity now, but now she has changed?

The Dao of Life was infused with the white light, blooming with the brightest light ever, illuminating the endless darkness, and the life force in it underwent an unprecedented qualitative change at this moment.

That touch of tender shoots began to grow under the watering of the white light, sprouting and pulling leaves, breaking through the soil, surrounded by a little green mang, incomparably gorgeous, bathed in this light, Li Qinglian's life and soul were unprecedentedly comfortable......

The white light was consumed, and I saw that the seedlings of the Dao of Life finally bloomed, and the nine petals slowly bloomed, swaying, revealing a powerful force of life, which was as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the darkness in the Yellow Spring.

At this moment, Li Qinglian smiled, because the reincarnation flower ...... Got it!