Chapter 149: The Monk

Ye Bai whispered, he absorbed the memory of this Void Heavenly Demon, and had a little understanding of the entire Heavenly Demon World, and suddenly felt that in this mortal world, this domain was really too small.

Through the eyes of the Void Heavenly Demon, he saw the appearance of the void, and the void was recorded in the Confucian and monk classics as a place of darkness, chaos, no sunlight, and no living beings, and the Heavenly Demon was a mixture of thoughts and desires.

Confusion is synonymous with chaos.

It is also a symbol of the existence of silence.

All the chaos, all the madness, can have something to do with the heavenly demons.

But through the eyes of this Void Heavenly Demon, he saw that it was not like this, and sometimes, what people said was not necessarily true, especially the more people said, the less true it was.

Most of the people of the world are ignorant.

Ye Bai didn't know why he remembered such an idea, and such a thought floated unscrupulously in Ye Bai's head.

Rooted in the heel, and even growing and extending...

Void.

Ye Bai hadn't been there, looking through the eyes of the Void Heavenly Demon, maybe this was just a glance at this Void Heavenly Demon.

This void place of death is not chaotic, not even muddy.

Through the pitch-black barrier of nothingness, over the tides of the void a thousand times.

After thousands of years of darkness, you can see a palace, standing in the void, letting the void tide wash away and stand still.

This palace has a name.

He is like a beacon for all the heavenly demons.

There are steps under the Heavenly Demon Highness.

At the bottom of the 999 million steps is the Heavenly Demon, and this step is the direct journey of the Heavenly Demon's pilgrimage.

Countless kinds of things that were tempted by the Heavenly Demons, the material that made up the ladder of this step, the material of this step, was actually not much different from the miserable white step in front of the Ling Xiao Palace.

One is the devil.

One is God.

A kind of agreement was coincidentally reached here, so it was really interesting, if it didn't matter, then I'm afraid it would be difficult to convince Ye Bai.

Ye Bai looked at the steps like this.

Look at the temple in the darkness.

There is a line of words Heavenly Demon Hall on the top of the hall, three words, which are extremely eye-catching, Ye Bai felt a kind of vicissitudes just by seeing it.

Heavenly demons don't seem to be a simple thing, they have a heritage, Ye Bai just stood up in this vicissitudes of life.

The sound of a bell came.

Bells.

Countless heavenly demons buckled towards this hall, Ye Bai listened to this bell, and the whole moment transcended everything.

Countless notes kept fluctuating in Ye Bai's mind.

It was like a whirlwind in Ye Bai's mind, floating unscrupulously, and all thoughts were suppressed by the sound of this bell.

Ye Bai is going to die.

Life is really the cheapest thing for the weak.

If Ye Bai's soul turned into ashes, then he would not be able to survive, this was a simple truth, and he thought about it at the moment.

But it just felt bloody.

Ye Bai began to fall into a kind of rule, he listened to the bell in his ears, but he escaped into the memory of this heavenly demon, and the corners of his mouth were like a walking corpse when the bell was muddy.

Suddenly woke up.

The corners of his mouth were still reading the voice of the Heavenly Demon.

The bell represents the Heavenly Demon, and all non-Heavenly Demon creatures, if they hear the sound of the bell, they will be turned into ashes, or assimilated by the bell.

It's like the pool of blood of the Asura or the pool of reincarnation of the Buddha's path.

Ye Bai came to his senses and returned to reality from nothingness, but the scenery of the Demon Temple that day was imprinted in Ye Bai's mind.

The outside world.

The voice of the Heavenly Devil.

Ye Bai has a longing for the outside world.

A strange note was passed over, which was from the last memory of the Void Heavenly Demon when he died, and it was left after it was devoured by Ye Bai.

Ye Bai remembered that when the Heavenly Demon finally became that woman, it was the Heavenly Demon Voice in that language.

If it weren't for Ye Bai's first time when he saw this Heavenly Demon, that is, when he came in, he turned off all his five senses, it seemed that it was really not certain who would survive.

The voice of Buddhism can transform a person.

The voice of the Heavenly Demon is enough to pull one into the depths of the boundless hell, feel the most primitive evil, and then become the guardian of this evil.

Ye Bai thought.

The corners of his mouth smiled, silently chanting strange spells in his heart.

The smile turned out to be a little similar to the heavenly demon who started first, and the zombie looked at it and pushed a step back.

Wen Qiu looked at it and didn't know why he thought of the Heavenly Demon, the pores of his whole body moved, and in an instant, his whole body was covered in a cold sweat that was frightened by this smile.

Ye Bai's smile slowly retracted.

A few notes silently muttered a few times in his mouth, but he didn't dare to say it, the void summoned the spell.

So much for.

Wen Qiu looked at Ye Bai and said, "What happened just now?"

Ye Bai said: "The spell of the Heavenly Demon is said to have something to do with the supernatural power of words and methods back then. Ye Bai said, walking outside.

Wen Qiu didn't have any idea about Ye Bai's answer.

The eyes were thoughtful.

The zombie followed closely behind Ye Bai, and when he wanted to get closer to Ye Bai, the entire zombie's body trembled inexplicably.

The Heavenly Demon is the natural enemy of all the dark kinds.

Ye Bai looked back.

With a little bit of blood red in his eyes, he can only now be said to have entered the demon path.

Those who have entered the Demon Dao do not mean that you have entered the Demon Dao Exercises or have entered the Demon Dao, but that a heart is already different, and for the monks here, those who advocate wanton behavior are demons.

Swearing to kill gods and demons is the way of the devil. The artistic conception is the magic path in the demon path, Ye Bai's thoughts have changed, and he is already thinking about the development of the demon path.

People's thoughts are always changing, but it depends on whether they can move according to their original intentions, and if they can't uphold their original intentions, in the end they will really lose the root of all changes.

Then it is not called into the devil's way, but it goes mad.

...

Ye Bai's demon path is a confronting of this false world, and he doesn't know if he can get out.

A chess piece.

Heaven and earth chess pieces.

Ye Bai didn't know that he could break through this heaven and earth into the net, but he wanted to go out, he wanted to go and see his sister, but the walls of this domain were too deep and too thick.

When all dangers are blocked, it is also blocked by a person's perspective of looking outside, and thoughts are imprisoned in it.

Ye Bai didn't know if this was a kind of luck or not, but he couldn't accept it anymore, he should be a person in the Demon Dao, but he had been fetters in such a ritual for too long.

Kendo is not a demonic way, but if a person who cultivates kendo has a demonic heart, then everything will not be different.

Ye Bai is like this now.

His path will be more tortuous in the future, even.. I don't know how much suffering and blood it will take, but his path is his own choice.

The proud sons of the Heavenly Sons of the Immortal Gate, all the way to Pingchuan, and it is even said that there were immortal disciples in ancient times, and if they were able to take the Nine Turns Golden Pill practiced by the immortals, they could even soar directly, how could the gap be ordinary.

Ye Bai pondered.

Gradually walked out.

at the doorway.

Those people are still there.

Huang San watched Ye Bai walk out indifferently, his sallow face instantly turned red.

The monk pinched the lion's mark, and his eyes glanced at Huang San, who was under the impression that people like Huang San could not be seen with common sense.

He was afraid that Huang San would disagree, so he would kill him jealously, and when the time came, he would be involved again.

It's better to go to the treasure house in this Lingxiao Hall and the peach orchard earlier.

If you can meet some dying gods, you can get some god runes, and you can go back and condense a Shen Divine Power, then it would be great.

Everybody is trying to get something for nothing.

Because for these disciples, the talent they bring by nature is destined to be able to obtain other people's things that are very laborious, but they can easily get them.

But here it's different.

Ye Bai, the generals and Wen Qiu, the three of them walked over.

Bai Yun has been looking at this in the dark, and the rest of the little monks of the White Horse Temple, the scarface of the scattered cultivator, the Su Su of the Lingtian Dao, and the Huang San of the Taishang Dao have also been looking at Ye Bai and them.

But no one dared to intercept it.

Huang San's boning knife was constantly rubbing against his body, and Scarface was also practiced as a knife, and his knife was different from Huang San's.

Huang San's knife is a boning knife.

Scarface's knife is a slender, slender knife that resembles a scimitar, but the wrist part of the knife is not as heavy as the scimitar.

And there are some slender blood grooves in front of it.

Both of them seemed to feel each other's breath, their eyes looked at each other, no one was convinced of each other, but they were both restrained.

The little monk was the most scheming, nodded at the moment, his eyes looked over there, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person turned into a glass-colored starlight and disappeared.

The rest of the people.

Looking at this ancient place, they also snorted, and used their own escape methods to continue to walk through the second area here. 、

After Wen Qiu and Ye Bai passed by that place, they began to think about going deeper into this Lingxiao Palace, and all the purpose was the place where the treasure was hidden.

The same is true for Ye Bai's.

If he can't get the second half of Wusheng Kendo, then he won't be able to have a chance to systematically understand and learn from Wusheng.

This was a loss for Ye Bai's sword path, although his sword path had already broken away from the shackles within this domain, and he had stabbed those corrupt barriers to pieces.

But there is still a need for some systematic teaching.

Walking through this long, white, barely endless road, the front turned into yellow earth, and the whole ground became potholes.

The yellow earth walked for a while.

It is to be able to see that there are still blood stains on the ground from thousands of years ago, and the blood stains show a faint gold, and it is said that there were 10,000 heavenly soldiers in this small Lingxiao Hall back then.

These celestial soldiers are absolutely different from mortals, they are said to be the descendants of gods, but they are not gods, and the bloodline of gods is not just left in the gods themselves.

They came across the void at the same time, but they were vassals of God.

The power of 10,000 heavenly soldiers is definitely not a simple foundation building period, perhaps other can be compared, Ye Bai and Wen Qiu kept walking towards the front.

The deeper it gets, the traces of blood on the ground are getting thicker and thicker, and there seems to be a pool of water in front of it, but now there is no pool of water in it.

The entire ground was covered in gold.

The golden one is scary.

It's all the blood of the heavenly soldiers, and I think about it again, it's blood red, a bright red, the blood of those monks, what happened thousands of years ago.

Ye Bai didn't know why the domain had become like this, the whole world had become unreal, and everything in it made Ye Bai's understanding of the world more and more transparent.

But the more transparent you are, the more ignorant you are about the whole world.

Wen Qiu originally talked a lot, and the zombies were also very active, but when it came to this, I don't know why, Wen Qiu and the zombies became dull.

This breath is contagious, and there is a sad breath in the whole place, perhaps the breath of destruction is flowing and passing here.

Wen Qiu glanced at Ye Bai.

He said in a low voice: "Right here, the place where the last record was here, the place where the cold blood has dried up, back then we were monks with the primordial infant stage, but for the sake of the heavens to fight with these star gods, the three top ones, that is, the leaders of the three sects, are also to go further." ”

Wen Qiu paused when he said this.

His eyes looked unconsciously over there.

Ye Bai understood.

Where did Huang San and Scarface wait, they all looked at each other with a very bloodthirsty factor in it.

Huang San's cultivation of the knife technique is still very important for Scarface.

Scarface doesn't have any exercises, but his years of experience in dancing on the tip of the death knife are also very important for Huang San's cultivation techniques.

Therefore, Huang San and this Scarface reached an agreement again, so whoever killed Ye Bai first would give the other party some things that they thought were the most important cultivation things.

Huang San looked at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai's face was very clean, while Huang San's own face was very ugly, such a contrast made Huang San feel very unhappy.

Huang San waited silently, and now he felt that his thoughts were a little unclear.

The understanding of knives is a little slow.

He believed that with the passage of time, Ye Bai would have nothing for the sword, and at that time, it was time for him to cut off Ye Bai's head and treat it as a good collection.