··· In the dim stone cave, the stone gate gradually glowed with a shining light, and when the ant ink gently touched the illusory stone door with the palm of his hand, the stone gate was accompanied by a dazzling golden light, which quickly turned into a point of light and dissipated, and gradually merged into the ant ink body......

Numerology has eight doors, and Jing Du was shocked to death...... It is all illusory and real at that door...... As if it existed, as if it did not exist, ......as if it did not exist,

Ant Mo Ta Yu turned into a human form and looked at the ten fingers of his hands. As always. There is no difference between them. But...... Ant Mo felt that when he broke through the mirror of Jingmen, the aura of heaven and earth stored in his body and in the meridians was already several times thicker. Although the difference between the eight gates is only "one step away", the perception between each step is too big, too far away......

It's like ...... For some monks who are strong in their own right, they may be able to cross one class to challenge the higher ones, and to challenge the monks of the previous class. But...... That's just a class. And not ...... at one level. It's like Tuohai and its mountain-shaking, even at the pinnacle of the Mirror of Humen...... and those who have just entered the sea, in terms of their cultivation, they do not belong to the same level.

The gap in combat power between the levels cannot be described as huge, if you want to say it...... It's the difference between cloud and mud. And the shattered emptiness, and even its higher nirvana...... Among the monks, the level of practice is higher. The level of disparity between their cultivation...... The bigger it is.

Don't look at Ant Mo Yu Xiuwei has already reached the second life gate of Tuohai, but among his shattered empty monks...... Even if he is using ape martial arts, his cultivation is so vulnerable. And in the eyes of its higher Nirvana-level cultivators...... He is just like the rest of the body, just a "mole ant" who can't stop talking.

“··· Do you see, Uncle Ape Jinwu...... My cultivation, now, is not weaker than Uncle Ape Yinwu. ”

Ant Mo Yu looked at his palm, gently stroked it, and whispered softly. If three years ago, his cultivation would have been the same as it is today...... Then he might not have fled in ashes. It's about being able to choose, to be with them, and to be with the people of the Changyou clan...... Fought together......

··· However, once it has passed, it is irreversible in time. If a basin of water is poured out of what has already happened, it cannot be taken back...... What he can do is to make the ape Jinwu, who lives under the Nine Springs, not regret the choice of that day, and will not regret his actions on that day. Not to ...... Make it to the point of shame.

“··· Although, I don't know, what happened when I was unconscious...... However, since you have broken through the realm of Takukai Shengmen...... Then forget it. ”

As the words fell, Ant Mo easily took a thousand heavy robbers out of the cave and headed towards the coast.

The Thousand Tribulations are no different from those seven days ago. During the seven days of retreat, not a single trace of dust was left on the sharp blade of the sword, whether it was the blade of the sword, or the iron handle of the sword...... It still looks like that...... And in the darkness of the sword, in the hidden voice of the woman...... Even if he is the "owner" of its Thousand Tribulations, Ant Mo, he himself does not know......

“··· It seems that the 'Five Elements Monk' you are thinking about will not come again. ”

On the steering boat, Kwai Hailong joked to the young man next to him. The image of the teenager is not the same as the drunken image he usually drinks alone. The young man with a beautiful face changed his style today, not only did he not touch the wine. He even started to draw with a pen......

The young man did not respond to the words, but only carefully and carefully sketched the scroll with each stroke, which was a flower, a blue rose in blue color......

"Flowers, but they change color......"

With the young man's gentle stroke, the black ink fell, and the blue roses on the scroll changed their appearance and turned into a red and magnificent hibiscus flower......

“··· Flowers, but will come......"

The young man smiled lightly, and then disappeared...... And the same is true of the picture scroll......

"What a weirdo...... It's just that I don't hate it. ”

Seeing the young man disappear, Kwai Hailong laughed, and then walked out of the room, and Yu Xing went back to his room......

After receiving a thousand tribulations, he silently walked through a not very prosperous dock port, and the ship was based on what his Kwai Hailong said, and would stay here in the next few days. And it was accompanied by several days of meditation...... Yu Ant Mo has been in retreat for half a month, and Yu Na ship ...... Ant Mo also doesn't know if he is still staying here.

He looked up and looked around, but he could see a huge phantom a few miles away, and he was vaguely where it was...... And what could a thing of this size have besides the thousand-foot ship?

“··· Tickets. After he finished speaking, he shook his hand with one hand, and a piece of broken gold, the size of a fist, fell down and fell onto the deck of the ship...... Before the sailors had time to make change, Ant Mo disappeared in a trance...... Don't peep at it.

Ant Mo returned to the room he had been in and sat down. His cultivation had just suddenly expanded the Seaview Gate, and he still needed time, a time, to consolidate his cultivation......

··· In the middle of the night, a slight knock sounded from outside the door...... Although his voice is not loud, but Yu Ant Mo's cultivation, even if it is the sound of a flea jumping up within a hundred zhang, he can also listen to one or two. Not to mention a knock on the door.

"Who?" asked Ant Mo Tayu lightly. There was a slight knock on the door, and he couldn't remember when he had ordered food. After devouring the remnant hand of Ape Jinwu and the ninety-nine eighty-one long right demon crystals, it was estimated by him...... I stopped eating for about half a month, which was enough. At this point, he naturally has no reason to waste time on eating.

“··· Flowers, potted dwellings...... It's not that fixed. ”

Before Ant Mo Yu got up and opened the door, the young man who was holding the pen before appeared behind Ant Mo at some point...... He stood with his hands in his hands and smiled at himself.

“··· Who are you, who are you, who are ......" The words fell, and in Yu Ant Mo's hand, a seven-inch black sword appeared, and Yu slowly got up, turning his back to the young man.

Ant Mo got up and said coldly to the young man behind him. The other party's pace was so secretive, and even he didn't think about it, why...... Before the locked door bar could be opened, Yu suddenly appeared behind him.

"There are many kinds of flowers......

The young man smiled and replied slowly.

"Flowers?" Ant Mo said with a puzzled face, and the fox asked. It starts with it...... Every time the other party says a word, there will be a flower, and this is also another puzzle for him, and he doesn't know what to mean.

"Yes, it's flowers, fellow Daoist, do you like flowers?"

The young man changed hands, and between his slender and slender jade hands, he suddenly saw a sprig of red and magnificent hibiscus, Yu asked with a chuckle.

“··· Flowers......"

Ant Mo muttered, although he did not have the Yaxing of flower appreciation, but ...... In his memory, the girl who was a little rude and arrogant was very fond of flowers......

"She used to like flower ......"

Ant Mo Yu muttered to himself, and when his words fell, a rude girl's voice and shadow floated in Yu's heart...... The girl's figure is just as vague as it seems to be in her memory...... But it's just as clear...... And when his words fell, it was a slight stinging pain that came from the palm of his hand, interrupting his recollection and interrupting his thinking......

Ant Mo replied. But for some reason, when his words were just spoken, he was accompanied by a tingling pain, and then he looked at his palm...... It was as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade, splashing a few drops of blood across the floor......

Ant Mo didn't look at the young man, but Yu was puzzled, and saw a thousand calamities in his hands. On top of it, there is still a trace of a few drops of blood......

"Did you accidentally touch the blade of the sword?" Ant Mo looked at the Thousand Tribulations, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, its blood gradually poured into the sword body and disappeared......

“··· Flowers, too, have thorns~"

The young man looked at the demon sword in Ant Mo's hand, and said with a faint smile at his Thousand Tribulations, and Ant Mo ...... It is also because Yu seems to understand whether he understands or not, and he has seen the demon sword in his hand......

“··· What the hell are you here for? ”

After a while, Ant Mo no longer looked at the Thousand Tribulations in his hands, but looked at the young man and asked. It was a handsome young man, his skin was pale, and he looked as if he didn't have even the slightest blemish. If you want to say it, whether it is a man or a woman...... So if you want to talk about handsomeness, and the young man in front of you deserves to be the best.

It's not one of them, it's the most ...... Yu Xiao's beauty, even if ant Mo sees it, he will be stunned. Thus forgetting his anger at breaking into the room, he talked about it in a friendly manner......

"Nothing, it's just...... I'll tell you, on the coast of the East China Sea...... It's also a flower......"

As soon as the words fell, the boy vanished, only where he had just trodden...... Leave in the air, in a red and magnificent hibiscus flower......