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"Yellow spring real water. The ghost-hearted boy stared at the water droplets in his palm, as if he was a pervert seeing a peerless beauty.

The mystery of life and death is hidden in the inconspicuous droplets.

The ghost-hearted boy opened his mouth and sucked it, swallowing the Huangquan True Water in his hand into his stomach. The death intent on his body is even heavier, and between the dark and dead air, there is a faint but a little bit of vitality hidden.

"The guy who asked for money didn't lie to me. A smile appeared on the grim face of the ghost heart boy, but it looked extraordinarily infiltrating.

Drop after drop of Yellow Spring True Water flew out from under the surface of the water, and then was absorbed and refined by the Ghost Heart Boy.

As time passed, the death intent in the ghost heart boy became stronger and stronger, and it had reached the point of substance.

The phantom of the Yellow Springs of the Styx River, which shrouded Lin Yi's body, gradually expanded from the bottom of the lake, and finally enveloped the entire lake.

The ghostly death qi outside the ghost heart boy's body finally changed under the influence of the Yellow Spring of the River Styx.

A little red lotus-shaped enchanting flame blooms in the depths of the lake, so beautiful that it is dizzying and fascinating.

This is karma!

Red Lotus Karma Fire.

This is the kind of flame that can burn all the killings, anger, anger and resentment in the world, and burn the karma of sin!

Although it is not among the seven innate true fires, when it comes to power, it is particularly victorious.

According to Buddhism, no matter what kind of living beings are in the Three Realms and Six Realms, if their sinful karma is so heavy that it is unforgivable, they may be thrown into the Infernal Hell, burned by the fire of karma, and will not be able to be reborn forever.

The red lotus industry is burning brightly.

The flames rose, and the Devil-Hearted Boy laughed loudly, then howled.

Pictures appeared in the firelight, which was the past of the ghost heart boy.

In a certain mountain village, a lovely child was born, but because she was born with the veins of nine yin, she was assassinated by the goddess in the village, and she was refined into a living dead without a heartbeat, and she was killed for her money.

As the goddess gets older, the ghost boy finally finds an opportunity to kill the goddess. But without the sacrifice of the goddess, he had to suck the blood of the living every month to suppress the dead qi in his body.

Good and evil, these are meaningless to the ghost-hearted boy. In his eyes, there is only the food of the present and the food of the future.

Finally, the behavior of the ghost-hearted boy found a master who subdued demons and subdued demons. He was surrendered and taken to a place called Maoshan.

It was studied, refined, and fought against all kinds of enemies.

Until one day, the Maoshan faction was destroyed.

The Devil-Hearted Boy broke free from the shackles, and he was free......

Under the burning of the red lotus karmic fire, the body of the ghost heart boy gradually collapsed.

Countless faces with distorted, greedy, and evil expressions emerged, wailing in the flames, wisps of black smoke rising, and the smell of smoke was disgusting.

In addition, there was a faint flash of golden light in the karmic fire, and every bit of brilliant gold liquid was refined, flowing with an immortal Dao rhyme.

The golden nature is immortal, and the golden body is immortal.

The karmic fire calamity was nearing its end, and the brilliant gold liquid gathered together, vaguely outlining a human figure.

Transcendent sanctification, there will be calamity.

A passionate piano sound came from outside the sky, sonorous and sonorous, and the rhythm was distinct. If the soldiers are ordered on the battlefield, the soldiers go to battle.

The military spirit is condensed, and the ghosts and gods retreat.

This blow was just right. At this moment, the ghost heart boy is struggling between life and death, and he is powerless to care about it at all.

In the void, a little spiritual light flashed, and a spiritual rune was quickly outlined.

The function of this spirit rune is not to block the robbery, but to transmit information and locate it.

In the north of Daqian, in an ordinary small county town, a blind fortune teller who set up a stall is closing his eyes and recuperating because he has no business to come to his door.

Suddenly, he raised his head, two divine lights flashed in his empty eyes, and he muttered in his mouth: "Shangqing Fu edict, command ghosts and gods." ”

Thousands of miles away, the originally silent and calm lake suddenly churned violently.

"Ang", a dragon roar sounded, and a dragon composed of lake water flew out.

The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon.

The water vapor in the sky converged, and the lightning flickered, followed by a thunderclap.

The sound of "boom" completely covered up the sound of the piano coming from outside the sky.

In Yingtian Academy, the old man who was playing the piano and singing suddenly paused, snorted coldly, and said, "Shangqing Yus." ”

The old man's left hand slid lightly over the strings, bringing a faint hum, and then his right hand flicked it, and a low and faint sound floated out.

The sound of the piano contains the pain and anger in the heart of the old man, in addition to the sadness of the changes in the world and the impermanence of fate.

......

Over the lake, there is thunder and piano music.

Thunder is the sound of heaven and earth, and qin music is the sound of humanity.

This is a battle between heaven and man.

On the surface of the lake, the human form outlined by the gold liquid is affected by both, constantly changing between the virtual and the real.

If you succeed, you will be extraordinary, and if you fail, you will turn to ashes.

The changes in the qi between heaven and earth are constantly spreading in all directions.

The top of the Yellow Mountain, the top of the light.

A three-legged, two-eared and round-bellied Baoding made a melodious trembling sound.

Several Heavenly Rank Grandmasters hurriedly arrived and gathered together.

"To be able to arouse the induction of Qiankun Ding, there must be a martial saint-level master who fights within a thousand miles. It's a pity that we didn't have the opportunity to see each other, and it's a pity, a pity. A middle-aged Taoist with three long beards shook his head and said.

This person is the true person in charge of the Pure Yang Dao Sect, Xu Ruoyu.

"Brother Zhang's words are wrong, these two are fighting within a thousand miles of my Pure Yang Dao Sect's station, and they obviously don't take us into account, and this matter must be reported to Kunlun. A Taoist with a majestic appearance and an extraordinary momentum objected.

Xu Ruoyu shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Li, even if it is a superior Kunlun, what can you do." The Dao Master has been in retreat for a long time, as for those people below, what's the use of telling them? Without a Martial Saint in charge, even if it is the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect, isn't it just living with his head shrunk now. ”

"Yes, without the Martial Saint, everything is empty. A Taoist aunt who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old and had a good face nodded and said.

"Then you can't just just ignore it. In this way, what majesty can I have in my Pure Yang Dao Sect?" said the Taoist priest surnamed Li.

"Senior Brother Li, you and Senior Sister Zhong are now setting off and going to the Martial Saint Battlefield to investigate. Don't get too close to the idea. Xu Ruoyu said.

"Follow the teachings of the Shari'a. The Taoist priest surnamed Li replied.

After the two left, Xu Ruoyu said to the old Taoist priest who was sitting on the side with white hair: "Uncle Shi, please also ask your old man to go to Yingtian Academy." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded with a smile and said, "Although that Confucian saint is easy to talk to, he has been there a lot of times. There is no affection for old decay. When this sect can have its own martial saint, then I will be blind to death. ”