When the light of dawn falls on my eyes, it dispels the 'light' and brings the darkness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I stretched out my hands, which were already full of color, and it trembled in the air, and it also stirred the storm.

What is a cry when frost falls from the sky? It is nothing but the blood that bursts when the light that has been dispersed collides with the darkness.

fluttering, cold and cold, falling directly and covering the whole body.

At this moment, I seemed to know that there was an abyss ahead, an abyss from which those who were constantly searching for the true "" fell.

Because the farther you go on this path, the more you are about to touch your pursuit.

A ray of sunlight will fall, warm and moist, gently sprinkled on your face, warm, it is like a chronic poison, paralyzing your nerves, blocking your vision.

When you open your eyes again, there is only a light in front of you, and it is a 'warm, real' light!

It is the light that you hope for, the hope for, the light you hope for, the gorgeous human heart, clothed in the cloak of demons, emitting the light of the sun, hindering one lost seeker after another.

In order to bring back the truth that exists behind the 'light', they bring back this so-called innocence.

Embark on this road without hesitation, and walk before the cliff of this abyss without hesitation.

Until the first rays of the dawn fell, their hearts were not shaken in the slightest, and their mood was still stable enough to continue to search for the light.

However, the farther he went, the farther the light would go, and when he reached out to embrace the light spirit that had fallen on him, he had already found his body leaving the edge of the cliff and falling into the abyss.

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Beneath the abyss, there is no hell or prison, just a natural quagmire. It's very dirty and smelly, I don't know how many people bury their bones, and these people who bury their bones, he is familiar with, they are all people who are looking for this way, or seniors. Or a latecomer.

Or the prodigal son who once heard of him, or who once heard of him.

Stick to the last wisp of clarity in your heart, the last wisp of sincerity, but you never want to fall into this boundless abyss.

He looked around, looked quietly, no longer struggling, in this quagmire, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank!

I don't know how long it has been. It was as if he heard someone falling next to him, dying...

But he couldn't see, because the mud had already blinded him, and only left him hearing.

I don't know how long it has been, I don't know how many times the sun and moon have changed, I don't know how many times someone has come here, but they have stopped to go back, and the temptation is a powerful demon. He stretched out his hand to pull back the pedestrians who were coming here, and they would not see the dazzling 'light'. Therefore, they will not fall into this boundless abyss.

And not to get bogged down in the quagmire!

Finally, the scorching sunlight dried the dirt from the corners of his eyes, and fell one by one, revealing his already paralyzed eyes.

High up in them, they thought that they had recreated a perfect work of art, and the mud would be reshaped, and his thinking would change dramatically. From now on, there will only be one more believer in the world.

But they were wrong, they could only see his upper body above the mud, and they could only see him coming out step by step.

But he didn't know his legs under the mud.

Every time he lifted his leg, he would step on the skull of the former or the latter, and the shattering of the skull was like the biggest wound in his heart. Gradually, it cracked.

Finally, I don't know how long later, I don't know how many skulls were broken, he finally walked out.

The mud could only drown his ankles, and at this moment, the 'light' in the sky could not continue to press, because it seemed to feel a kind of contempt.

But he was not afraid, the light roared, like a giant beast, intending to scare him away, but he walked out on the bones, how could he go back.

The figure was pulled out and disappeared into the smoke.

When he left, the mud was still there, and the trap in the mud was still there, like an iron chain, locking his Qingming.

This is fate, when you think that you are free from fate countless times, when you feel proud of the fact that you have dominated your life countless times, then you are really wrong.

Actually, I don't know how long it will take, maybe you will come back, come back to this world, and in this light you will see that in fact, you have been in this mud and have never left.

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Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, he had no time to care about what other people wanted, I don't know how many people were eyeing behind him, wanting to take the opportunity to kill himself.

In his eyes, there is only this Lei Kill who can be called an opponent.

Lei Slay spread his wings and churned in the air, thunder and light, wanting to compare with the sky.

With a shock of wings, the boundless thunder light feather feather feather flew directly at Sun Wukong, overwhelming the sky and magnificent.

The thunder in the sky was like a silent night sky crossed by meteors, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into a boom.

Sun Wukong's eyes were wrinkled, he would not underestimate the power of this thunder, the brilliance of the sky was like a dragon, one side was a world, he shone this light.

It is indeed a powerful move, Sun Wukong's eyes are staring at the sky's streamer very seriously, but now he is not in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the sky, this can only belong to the future peace, and now it is still too luxurious for Sun Wukong.

He just wants to win, and of course more importantly, he has the ability to win.

He seldom trusted himself as much as he did, just as the dawn of dawn was reflected in his eyes, sparkling and crystalline.

Dancing in the eyes.

Only now would he look back at the sky and smile bitterly in his heart.

The true clarity will only exist in the heart, and perhaps in the unsightly land in the heart, he does not need much weight, just a grain of rice, which is enough.

As long as the heart is clear, as long as you stick to everything, you will not fall into this abyss.

He stretched out his hand slightly, placing his palm horizontally in front of him, covering the light from the sky, this time he would not be blinded, so he would definitely not fall.

Until now, he has been stepping on the bones and climbing up step by step, until now, so he can't fall, he can't fail, and he can't lose this matter.

Not at all.

Sun Wukong's figure suddenly bounced, and his hands were full of brilliance, like pinching stars, like rising from flowers.

It's him, the supreme Monkey King!

He didn't want to be a Monkey King, rather than this, it was better to be a free demon king.

It's a pity that he can't be an ordinary demon, maybe he's just a miscellaneous monkey who doesn't know the height of the sky.

Maybe you don't go to sea, you can only catch lice and pick apples among the monkeys.

That's not how the story ends, so he turns around, so he doesn't care about what's in the abyss, and he doesn't care about himself.

Crazy, what a madman, Sun Wukong admitted that in order to get power, he was really willing to become a madman, what if he was crazy.

It's a hurry.

Boom, his body seemed to turn into the brightest star in the sky, his position was the farthest, and the edge of the barren, although the farthest, but also exuded a blazing light. I have never flinched, and I am still like other stars, running in my own light all day long.

At this moment, he is the star, the light changes in the stars, and the sun and the moon are faltering.

The years are silent, the starlight alternates day and night, although it will lose its color, but it will definitely not fade.

As long as Sun Wukong does not fall, this starlight will always be there, blooming the most dazzling light, composing song after song of mythology in the starry sky.

Martial arts are extreme, and there are changes.

A remnant of life, piercing the world, Sun Wukong raised his eyes, and there was a wisp of clarity in his eyes, which belonged to him.

He looked at the dispersion of life, and from his hands, his fingertips quietly flickered!

This is the Dharma that he observed in the quagmire, and the Dharma is broken.

The law is broken to the extreme, and the direction is the most!

In the end, the road is king!

This method only cultivates four words: break and then stand.

Only after truly experiencing it on the ground can we realize the power of breaking the Fa.

This method is by no means the same as the method of breaking words, one is to penetrate all things in the world, and nothing is hidden in front of oneself.

The other is today's supreme breaking method.

The word-breaking method is determined to exist in Sun Wukong's pupils, which is a fiery eye, which can see through everything in the world for him.

Zhihua is more like a barb on Sun Wukong's body, always ready to blow up others.

One of the two is the main attack, and the other is supplementary.

Until the law is broken, it flows from his body, and the vitality changes, and the rotation of the sun and the moon is like this.

Sun Wukong stood quietly, at this moment he seemed to have abandoned everything, the sword fell into the mountains and rivers, and the vast sky was a long sword in his hand.

The sound of the piano is chaotic, and the sword light is cold.

The world is invincible, and the supreme law is supreme!

The sky became empty, as if in an instant, Sun Wu had blank his long hair, his face was old, and his vitality was broken!

supreme power, the vast world, Sun Wukong's body has not moved, his eyes have not been seen, but his hands have not been raised.

The trick is supreme, and it is even more harmless, which is unimaginable.

In the ethereal, he vaguely saw that the stars in the sky were all integrated into his pupils, and the stars in the sky were just his chest.

The heart is like the sea, and the depth is like the sea of stars.

One stone exploded, the waves were 3,000 feet, endless, filling the sky, and buried in the void.

The sword light slashed, and the dome turned into a huge sword, and in his heart, it shattered all around, and the ground was directly cut out of a boundless abyss.

I saw that the sword light and sword qi turned into a golden dragon, and it didn't move, it rushed out directly, roaring towards the thunder, galloping, and surging.

Sun Wukong pinched the Dharma in his hand, Jinglun turned, the four seasons were desolate, and the sound quietly dispersed.

Five hundred years of light are flowing in the hands of Sun Wukong at this moment, and they are passed on in his heart. He has a lot of hole cards, but none of them have been dispatched, one is not to expose himself, and the second is to prevent revealing his identity.

Although Sun Wukong has long known that he can't survive forever, since he has chosen the walker, let the walker continue for a while.

It shouldn't be the end yet.

The thunder roared, and the wings spread out to be a sky, the sky that belonged to him, in this sky, he was the supreme king, and no one else was allowed to disturb him at the foot of the road.

The sky is vast and yellow, and he is carefree.

"This is the same method, victory or defeat and wait like this, I have nothing to say!"

... (To be continued.) )