Xu Shaobai didn't speak, quietly looked at the old man of black fire who was fighting with him in his heart, Xu Shaobai knew that time just made the old man in front of him temporarily hide some things in the snow, like a rusty blade, the dense mottled rust is just to protect the remaining blade, wait for the whetstone, re-polish, even if it has turned into a small dagger, or even a needle, it can also kill.

The black flame was raging, Xu Shaobai gradually adapted to this temperature, no longer cared about the burned and carbonized wound behind him, and began to think about the possibility of his plan in his heart, and how to do some measures to make up for the dead, now Xu Shaobai is like a beast injured in the maze, it seems that the passages in front of him are unimpeded, but they may lead to the bottomless abyss or spin in place, without any prompting, Xu Shaobai must complete this maze correctly, so any tiny traces in the maze, any wind and grass, even every stone, Xu Shaobai must take it into account, and at the same time collect any useful information for himself, The wall of the labyrinth is the many mysteries that exist between Nanxing and the Heavenly Mandate Division, such as the old man of the black fire, which is the power that Xu Shaobai can collect, which seems to be promising, but in fact it is just a drop of water in front of the eyes of the thirsty to death. It seems that the general trend is irreversible, but Xu Shaobai does not believe in fate!

The look on the face of the old man of the black fire became more and more hideous, Xu Shaobai knew that it was now a critical moment, this kind of expression, Xu Shaobai had also seen it on Shi'an's face, this was the distorted expression of his own wrestling with himself, speaking of Shi'an, God knows when this guy woke up, Xu Shaobai hoped that if he was out of the Destiny Division of Heaven unharmed, the first good news was to hear the message that this guy woke up, and the information on Shi'an's body could help Xu Shaobai eliminate a large labyrinth of nothingness in the dark. Even though this labyrinth is only a small part of the vast labyrinth, it is enough.

Xu Shaobai fell into deep thought, the situation of the old man of the black fire is similar to that of Shi'an, even if others want to help, they can't help, and he has put so much effort into it, just to say a word, I don't know how many years ago he was deeply buried in his rusty sea of consciousness If he stretched out the words, he was willing to fight for freedom. What a simple sentence, for the old man of the black fire, it is the greatest luxury in the world, maybe he himself has realized that if he continues like this, even if he is alive, it is equivalent to dying, and if he survives like this for thousands of years, there will be a person who is thousands of times stronger than Xu Shaobai and asked him, I can give you freedom, are you willing to fight for your life? The old man of the black fire will only smile, what kind of bullshit is freedom? Fight for your life? You take Lao Tzu's life now, I have no opinion.

If there are no seven emotions and six desires, then is a person still a human being? Xu Shaobai heard from Lingbao that many saints have cultivated to the end, and they have no lust in the world, and they are really like invisible heavenly gods, only layers of cumbersome rules and creeds, more accurate and colder than any sophisticated machine in the world, this coldness is also very different from the coldness in Xu Shaobai's imagination, cold is the coldness of meaningless cold iron. Xu Shaobai was a little creepy when he heard Lingbao put these things, cultivating immortals and cultivating the Dao, and in the end he became this kind of existence, is he still a human being? Isn't it already a puppet of the Heavenly Dao? Lingbao shook his head, there are many hidden doorways in the middle, non-verbal can be explained clearly, when the cultivation reaches that level, Xu Shaobai will naturally understand the dilemma faced by the Great Sage God, that is the ultimate problem that all the immortal cultivation world must face, whether it is about survival or destruction, the ultimate torture of existence or annihilation, like what Buddha, Dao Ancestor, saint, demon king, everyone has taken an important step in solving this matter, it seems that the direction is different, but in fact, they have the same loss, but all of them can't take the last step. Xu Shaobai didn't take these things that were too far away to heart, and he didn't question the repetition of existence and destruction, existence and annihilation, which seemed to have the same meaning, one step at a time, those things were still early for him, weren't they?

No, Xu Shaobai only knows now that people have no long-term worries, the more long-term they see, the less big troubles they have, thinking of this, Xu Shaobai began to blame himself in his heart, all of this was his own inconsiderateness, if it wasn't for such a temporary intention, everything would have been countermeasured, where did Xiao Hei fall to being captured, why did he have a glimmer of hope in this fire refining hell where birds don't.

To say that the old man of the black fire is really not an ordinary existence, otherwise he would not still maintain such an 'agile' thinking in the endless years of refining the fire, you know, in such a long time, even the stubborn stone has also opened his mind, what is the difficulty of completely destroying a person's mind? But he just survived, this is also the reason why Xu Shaobai patiently waited for the old man of the black fire to make a final decision, no matter what the current strength of this guy is, if he can use it for himself, it will definitely play a big role. The point is whether this old man of black fire can awaken.

Xu Shaobai believes that the old man of the black fire can. Xu Shaobai could see the sword hidden in the dust of endless years in his heart, he had been waiting, waiting, Xu Shaobai believed that even if he didn't come, he would rise up to resist at the balance point where the old man of the black fire was about to collapse and his state of mind was completely finished, even if it was a meaningless rebellion, that balance point didn't even know when the old man of the black fire would come, but since Xu Shaobai came before the collapse of that balance point, there was every reason to believe that the sword that the old man of the black fire buried in his mind before the endless years still had the strength to cut through the distracting thoughts。

It's just that the risks in the middle are too great to speak. The grass gray snake line, lying on the ground for thousands of miles, no one knows whether the sword in the heart of the old man of the black fire has been manipulated by the Si Ming Sage, after all, with the drastic means of the Heavenly Mandate Division, how can it be possible to give these punished people, especially the more powerful ones themselves, a ray of life, even if it is possible to destroy the heaven and earth and destroy all things, it is unlikely. If he was really manipulated by the Si Ming Sage, then Xu Shaobai was really asking for his own hardship, and even the consequences were far from what Xu Shaobai could bear.

However, Xu Shaobai was already standing at the gambling table, so how could he not take a little risk. Xu Shaobai believes that it is more likely that the sword of obsession in the heart of the old man of the black fire has not been manipulated by the sage of the order, first, the existence of the sage of the sage may not be disdainful of the old man of the black fire to do anything to the ant that is a little bigger, if something happens, it would be good to crush him to death, why bother to do some bells and whistles, second, maybe the Mandate of Heaven is deliberately to let the old man of the black fire have this obsession in his heart, this is the most disgusting place, what torture can make a person with a firm mind more painful than this? There may be a lot of commanders who are waiting, waiting for the most smelly and hardest stone in this pit to crumble, the process of breaking is still a long process, Xu Shaobai stands in the perspective of a perverted commander like Si Mo, I have to admit that this is a pleasant torture.

With the clanging of the copper chain that held the old man with black fire, Xu Shaobai knew that the result was about to come out, black sparks splashed everywhere, like a pouring rain, the hot black raindrops smashed on the copper pillar, smashed on Xu Shaobai's black-clothed robe and red ghost mask, and made an inaudible clicking sound in the hellish land where the flame hurricane was blowing, compared to the previous sound like snow particles in the cold winter of the north smashing on the glass, this meeting has become countless bullets hitting people, and the continuous noise of countless sparks blends the sound into a more noisy whistling sound, and the dull atmosphere makes Xu Shaobai a little uncomfortable。

Click, Xu Shaobai clearly heard the sound of the old man of the black fire being torn off by the tight copper chain because he was too hard, the hand was like a dead branch that was broken at random and hung on the weak body of the old man of the black fire, Xu Shaobai could see through the broken hole that the spark that had burned into his bone marrow, and the skin that seemed to be like withered grass was like a sturdy cowhide belt, pulling the broken hand together, like a rubber band close to the limit.

Xu Shaobai didn't expect that this old man with black fire would still have such strength to struggle in the endless years of the fire refining hell, as if the battle in his heart had spread to the surface of his body, to every inch of his skin, to every pair of cells, and there were two completely opposite old men in black who were frantically fighting for control in this small body.

"Whew, whew, whew......" Old Man Black Fire gasped, but what came out of his throat was endless black flames, and as he gasped like bellows, the black flames became more and more intense.

The movement became louder and louder, so that Xu Shaobai couldn't think quietly. It's just that this huge restlessness is like the last chirp of a cicada eroded by the cold of late autumn compared to the Endless Fire Refining Hell.

"It's over?" Xu Shaobai looked at the old man of the black fire who collapsed on the ground with all his limbs broken, he was like a weed that could be seen everywhere on the side of the road, but this weed had been uprooted by people, and exposed to the scorching sun for seven days and seven nights, people often say that the wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows, saying that the vitality of the weeds is tenacious, but a single weed is very easy to remove, and the wildfire is burned out and what comes out is only the countless grass seeds it sprinkled, just like human beings have not been extinct for thousands of years, but are the people now the same as the original people? Obviously, it's not the same.

Xu Shaobai sighed, whether he overestimated this old man of black fire or underestimated the power of this fire refining hell. Just when Xu Shaobai gave up on the old man with black fire, the old man with black fire fingers trembled slightly.

Xu Shaobai was very happy that he looked away once.

I believe that with the help of Lingbao and himself, he can recover his strength, and if he can't reach the peak, he can also become a big help!

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