Chapter 152: Red Lotus Karmic Fire

"Take the fire of hell and burn away the sins of past and present lives! Boy, Brother Nine advises you to think twice!" the eight-tailed cat looked at Fang Wenyuan and said word by word, his eyes full of worry

Although the Zhengyang Immortal Palace is dilapidated, there are still some prohibitions that can take people's lives. However, the ten gates are 'nine deaths and one life'

In addition to the danger of death, the door of life is like a treasure, which is fascinating.

The arrangement of the Life Gate is the same as the Death Gate that Fang Wenyuan entered, they are all ten miles long street, and there is no difference between them.

After Shi Yudie and his party entered here, they also began to heal like Fang Wenyuan.

Still, there are some who got into it before they did. At this moment, the doors in the long street were all open one by one, obviously opened by the disciples who had entered earlier.

I saw them standing in it, all of them looking fascinated. As if the sky was falling and couldn't disturb them, it was like someone secretly manipulating their minds and blessing them with a layer of demonic barriers!

Yuan Xiong was not injured, and Fang Wenyuan's whereabouts were nowhere to be seen, so he naturally had no need to be with Su Qing, so he left alone and entered the depths of Shengmen to look for creation.

He is a physical cultivator, and his ability is in the flesh, and it is still a little difficult to find a spell that suits him in the phantom of these other courtyards.

So I walked through dozens of courtyards one after another, and I could only shake my head and sigh. Suddenly, in a courtyard in front of him, a big man in an animal skin was fetching water at the mouth of a well, and the instrument used to draw water was only a small cup.

Behind him was a huge stone pool, which seemed to be close to being filled.

This move made Yuan Xiong feel a little interested, and he didn't feel that he stopped to watch.

The small glass of water came out of the well, but it made the big man sweat profusely, and the protrusions of the green tendons seemed to exhaust all his strength. After repeating this a hundred times, the stone pool behind the big man was finally full.

The big man sank his body, stood a standard horse step in front of the stone pool, and then punched a hole in the food. The well water immediately vented out from here and rushed straight to Dahan.

The well water only needs a small cup, it weighs 10,000 catties, so rushed in, the big man around the body of the blood surged, in the water column to play a set of punches, actually forced the flow of water to stop, so that the water in the stone pool is not half a step outward.

The mystery of the boxing method made Yuan Xiong dumbfounded. The look of disappointment, which had been a little disappointed, became very excited, and without hesitation, he immediately stepped into the courtyard. I want to carefully figure out that set of terrifying boxing techniques, and I want to understand its subtlety.

After stepping in, Yuan Xiong's face froze, and then he showed a look of intoxication.

In the palatial hall, a young woman with a face like a peach blossom, a plump and proud figure like a kitten, curled lying on Yuan Xiong's chest, Qianqianyu's hand on his chest, Ying Ying smiled: "King, I heard that Xiuxian wants to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, wouldn't it be a loss of mortal pleasures, if the concubine chooses, it is better to stay in this public to enjoy." ”

Yuan Xiong laughed, full of pride in his chest, and said: "How do you know that the bird's nest knows that cultivating immortals has its own benefits of cultivating immortals, and after this cultivation is successful, you will be able to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and you can live with the sky, what's wrong?"

There was a sound of even breathing in his chest, and Yuan Xiong knew that the beauty had fallen asleep, so he stopped talking, his thoughts wandered, and his expression gradually became complicated.

Beside a ruined temple outside the imperial city, a man in a dragon robe rode a sturdy horse galloping by, and a group of soldiers and horses followed him from a distance.

At this time, an old man appeared strangely in front of the temple, standing in the void and raising his eyes, and said loudly: "When mortal life and death are endless, the sea of bitterness is boundless and bitter has no shore. Alas, alas!"

The horse let out a neighing and stopped, and the dragon robed man's eyes were blazing, staring at the old man who flew up, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately recovered as before, and said: "Hearing this words of the sir, there is a sense of compassion for the common people in the world, as if he is beyond life and death, and jumps out of things! Could it be that Mr. has a wonderful way to break away from the mortal dust and climb onto the shore of the bitter sea?"

The old man nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "Transcending life and death, jumping out of things, how can it be so simple, all kinds of fate, the old man has just taken the first step! If it weren't for this step, how could I see through the suffering of mortal worlds?"

The man in the dragon robe waved his hand to order the soldiers and horses behind him to retreat, dismounted himself, came to the old man, held the disciple's salute, and said, "How to take the step that the gentleman said?"

When the old man heard this, he glanced at the man in the dragon robe, his eyes were extremely deep, and he felt dizzy when he looked at it. The dragon-robed man's heart sank, and he quickly lowered his head. The old man slowly fell from the sky and said, "The old man said, all kinds of fate, your dust is too deep, it is difficult to climb this way!"

The man in the dragon robe was anxious and said, "Is there really no way?"

The old man flicked his sleeves and walked away, and a tired voice came out of his mouth: "There is another way, I'm afraid you can't do it!"

Hearing that there was a slight opportunity, the man in the dragon robe immediately bowed deeply and said, "I beg Mr. to explain!"

The old man didn't look back, only said one word: "Kill!"

The bright moon hung outside the window, Yuan Xiong's mind was gloomy and he didn't feel sleepy, picked up a wine jug and came to the window to drink alone, and muttered: "Do you have to cut off the edge of the dust when you embark on that road?"

A glass of liquor entered his throat, a trace of tears flashed in Yuan Xiong's eyes, and then he pulled out the long sword hanging diagonally in front of the bed.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

It is rumored that the emperor went crazy and turned the palace into a human purgatory overnight, killing all his relatives with his own blood.

And the emperor is gone.

In front of the ruined temple outside the imperial city, Yuan Xiong was still wearing a dragon robe, but there was a little more loneliness, standing in front of the old man and humbly asking: "The dust is over, can Mr. accept me as an apprentice?"

The old man sighed, didn't say anything, but took out a broken book from his arms, and said: "Cultivating immortals only needs spiritual roots, you don't have to cut off the dust edge, and the dust edge is not broken like this!

Yuan Xiong picked up the broken notebook, staggered towards the mountains, and said: "Hahaha, my royal brother has coveted the throne for a long time, and the appearance of Mr. is exactly what I like, this is no coincidence, I naturally know the mystery."

However, cultivating and becoming an immortal is something I yearn for, and some people and some things, since they can't be taken away, it's okay to ruin them!"

The old man pondered for a long time and said, "Since you know that this is all a scam, why do you want to do this?"

Yuan Xiong didn't look back, still took a step forward, and said, "Because I'm tired of this rolling red dust!"

The old man suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "Everyone in the world yearns for the immortal path, but what about after embarking on the immortal path?

Yuan Xiong's body was stunned when he heard this, and the charm in his eyes gradually changed, and he lost the majesty of the emperor. It seems that in this short moment, decades have passed for him, and during this time, his edges and corners have also been smoothed.

The sky was stormy, and a huge face appeared in the sky. The sun that had been sinking in the west actually rose again, and the rain that fell on the ground slowly returned to the sky.

Time seemed to go backwards, and in a blink of an eye, it was back to the time when he met the old man yesterday.

At this time, the huge face in the sky asked Yuan Xiong, "Time goes back, will you still do this?"

A trace of pain flashed in Yuan Xiong's eyes, and he immediately said firmly: "If you don't climb the mountain, you don't know the height of the sky, and if you don't face the abyss, you don't know the thickness of the earth."

Even though I realized that my qualifications were too poor to go far after I entered the immortal path, it was enough to be able to see a small scene in the mortal dust.

Those who are killed by me, if I do not kill them, they will definitely die at the hands of my imperial brother, and it is better to die in my hands than to die. ”

As soon as these words came out, a gust of wind blew in the heavens and the earth, and everything disappeared. When Yuan Xiong opened his eyes, he found that he was standing in the courtyard, and there was no phantom of a big man in front of him, only a mirror, and he was having an intoxicated smile on his face.

Yuan Xiong retreated directly from the courtyard in a cold sweat, everything was an illusion just now, but it was really terrifying, if his final choice changed, then he would definitely be depressed in this life, and he would no longer have the ambition to the Tao.

This is undoubtedly a ruined future, so those in the other courtyards?

Yuan Xiong didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just wanted to withdraw from here

"Ah~" Among the six gates, Fang Wenyuan let out a long roar of pain, a bewitching flame was slowly rising, and in the midst of the flames, a red lotus was formed, rendering his body fiery red.

Cracks gradually spread out on the skin, as if a red lotus was in full bloom.

However, his soul was also in the red flames, which were as cold as ice that would not melt for thousands of years, freezing his soul and slowly tearing him apart.

The blood in the body froze, the heartbeat slowly decreased, the skin began to crack, and more cracks continued to spread, and pieces of flesh fell off. The whole person is as dry as an old tree, and the wounds on his body are like wrinkled bark, which looks very hideous and terrifying.

The eight-tailed cat's heart trembled, and said, "Sure enough, it's still not good, it's too difficult to cultivate like this to get through the obstacle of karmic fire!" However, now is not the time to save you, we still have to see how far you can go!"

Most of the aura in Fang Wenyuan's eyes was extinguished, and suddenly, he used all his strength to play a spell that landed on the core of the secret realm, and then frantically absorbed the aura.

The body is shining with green aura, and the injuries on the body are forcibly recovering.

The cyan fireworks in his right eye lit up, and the three-legged golden crow immediately flew out and hovered over his body. It emits bursts of scorching breath to resist the icy aura of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.