“··· It's over, and I'll look back...... are all useless. ”

Ant Mo Yu silently looked at the scattered fragments of memory one after another, and sighed. Behind him, a monstrous golden light filled it, and an illusory door emerged from it. It's just that...... Although the stone gate is obvious, it is indeed unstable, sometimes condensed and appeared, and sometimes dimmed and dissipated......

The numerology stone gate behind it is constantly changing, making it look like a cloud of smoke, both present and non-existent......

Fragments of memory drifted by, swept through his heart, and swept through his mind...... In his heart, the memories kept repeating. ...... Although it keeps saying it in the past...... It's in the past. But how many people can there be...... Do you have the consciousness of being willing to abandon everything in the past?

Although it may be able to deceive others, it ...... But it is difficult for them to deceive their own hearts. In fact, even the monks who crossed the Jingmen were also reluctant to give up everything in the past. Its so-called reluctance may be ...... It's just a lie. A lie that has tried to deceive oneself and has tried to deceive others......

Albeit simply together, albeit simply no longer trapped by the past...... Not a single thought of nostalgia for the past...... But it's just a small thought. How many people can do it thoroughly?

··· However, there are no absolutes, and among the endless beings in the middle of the world, there will inevitably be a few "different numbers of heaven and earth", such as the Zheng frost rain...... In killing his wife and destroying the door, it is just to obtain a Dao heart, a heart that will happen in the past and in the future...... None of them will shake the slightest Dao heart. Even if he slaughtered his descendants and his disciples, he never had a trace of remorse in his heart......

For him, cultivation is about cultivating stronger, to pursue the immortal path behind the eight gates of life, and ...... In that more distant thing, Fang is the only thing he seeks in this life, and that human world is ...... No matter whether it is cold or warm, it has nothing to do with him.

··· However, at least ...... He can't do it, he can't do this kind of abandoning everything in the past, he doesn't give up...... He was reluctant to let go of those warm memories. He didn't want to ...... This becomes truly ruthless......

The stone gate was in a trance, emitting a glowing brilliance between the shaking space and the void again, and when Ant Mo raised a few ant feet, its ant body and its stone door resonated in unison for a while. And with the sound of its resonance, Yu Xiang floated beside him, jumped over his cave, and echoed into his thinking of knowing the sea...... He also flashed a touch of pain in his expression. Is that...... He recalled the scenes of his past, and for a time, his countless pains overlapped and reflected each other......

Countless painful memories are entangled and intertwined, although they do not hurt their physical bodies, but they are like that indestructible spear, stinging, piercing, and stabbing all the time...... It may not hurt on the one hand, but it ...... On another level, the pain that comes to the heart, to the mental level...... It is far beyond the physical pain.

··· In a sense, it is to abandon all the smoke of the past and let it fade...... Perhaps, it is also a relief. Or maybe ...... It would be a good choice. But...... He was unwilling, he didn't want to forget his past scenes...... Even if...... It was just one of his most painful memories.

··· Yu Honglie's voice carried this endless anger, and it was even close, even a roar that could be described as madness...... In Ape Jinwu, the two of them turned their backs to them and walked forward, gradually moving away and dissipating between their vision...... He seemed to see it again, and he saw one of his exhausted golden crows, and he was accompanied by a miserable wail...... In the gradual fall into an abyss......

It was a bottomless abyss that was pitch black, as if there was no longer anything in it, and it was in the field of vision of ant ink under the fall of its golden crow...... In Antmo's mind...... It also became dark and untraceable......

“··· It's weird, it's weird...... I'm clear, clear...... I didn't even think about it, to think about it...... But why, why...... Why I just don't want to forget......"

Ant Mo was dumbfounded, muttering to himself. And it was only for a moment, just for a short moment, and its whole body turned from a touch of darkness to a pale color in a rapid transformation. In a short time, large swaths of its flesh and blood, as if they had been peeled alive with a sharp blade, quickly fell off its body in pieces in pieces, and it was only a moment...... In a large ant body, there is only one skeleton left in Deqi, which is all black.

Where did the bones stay, and where did they stand in a very strange way...... And with a six-eyed head, its expression was confused, so with hesitation, I don't know where to look......

“··· Who am I and who am I...... Who am I......" For some reason, he muttered to himself as he said this. And when his words fell...... In the black mang demon sword in a corner of the stone room, a thousand catastrophes ...... But it was Yu Meng who shook the sword body, but it was very fast...... Then there was peace again.

Six lines of blood and tears flowed from between his almost dull eyes. Although it is shaped like a skeleton, it is for some reason...... The blood in his eyes is as if it will never flow forever no matter what. Blood splattered on the ground, first from it all over the ground, and then gradually piled up to an inch high...... and the blood accumulated into a stream, turning into a piece of blood as high as an inch......

··· The blood flowed in a foot, and the blood splattered ...... On the second day, at the entrance of the cave, the endless red blood turned into a vast blood-colored waterfall, from the entrance of the cave, it continued to flow straight out......

····· And if it is on the other hand, it is also like losing the soul. Its six eyes are glazed...... The whole body is up and down, except for the skull and only some flesh and skin, there is no longer the slightest flesh and blood in it...... It no longer looks like a living being...... If anything......

It looks like the corpse of a sin who has fallen from the Hell of Abi, and who has descended from human time......

"I, who am I......" he muttered to himself again...... And if it is through the dry six eyes, it can be seen, in a dazzling golden crow, falling down endlessly, returning to an endless bottomless abyss, no matter how many eternities it seems to live, it will never stop......

"I, who am I...... Who am I and who is it...... Who am I......

The ant ink murmurs, and its words are through the vicissitudes of life, through grief...... For some reason, he kept repeating it...... Even though whoever it is, or maybe it's him, I don't know why......

“··· Alas......"

From a corner of the cave entrance, there was a slight sigh, but it was ...... The owner of its voice is not the ant ink, but ...... Yu Yi's voice was soft, and a woman's voice was soft.

“··· In reincarnation, what exactly ...... Whether, is it your ......"

·····

“··· Me, I...... What exactly happened. ”

With a flick of one hand, an illusory gate with golden light appeared, and on it, Yu was inscribed, a dazzling golden crow totem......

Touching the stone door, although it was only touching it, but in an instant, the stone door turned into illusion again, and gradually dissipated...... Yu turned into a burst of brilliance...... It gradually poured into its body and left.

··· For seven days, there was no more blood flowing out, and the waterfall was formed in the slightest. On the contrary, it is gradual...... Every drop of blood poured back into the ant ink's body, either under the rocks or under the rocks...... Or maybe ...... It is in the bodies of other beings, and its countless blood...... It was all Yu carrying its gusts of breeze, and gradually, slowly rolled into the body of ant ink, and calmed down......

"My head hurts, what happened, I just remember that I devoured Uncle Ape Jinwu's severed hand, and the demon crystals of his Changyou clan...... And after that, what happened after that?"

Ant Mo shook his head and muttered to himself. As his eyes darkened, his consciousness gradually dissipated and gradually became blurred......

"I'm still curious, but ...... Since you have successfully broken through, then you will ...... Hmm, my head hurts. ”

Ant Mo Yu turned into a human body, and with one hand, he silently touched the top of his skull, so he just felt that the sky was dim for a while, and his eyes were black, so he almost fell. After a while, it was clear that nothing happened......

Although its skull is faintly faint, it is for its cultivation to expand the sea...... To endure this little discomfort is nothing at all for them.

“··· Although, it is not known what exactly happened. But, at least, it seems to be...... It seems to have broken through to the mirror of the sea view gate. ”

Ant Mo he looked at his hand, and when he shook his hand again, he was at the quaint stone gate engraved with the golden crow totem...... It appeared out of thin air, and its stone gate was full of vicissitudes, and it was also a door of life that represented the past of his life...... Numerology Jingmen.

Ant Moyu looked at the stone gate, stunned alone, and dazed alone...... And the Thousand Tribulations on his side are still the same as they were before the retreat. Where is Yu Jingjing's ...... "waiting"......