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Wu Hao held the sword, his white hair fluttered wantonly, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. www.biquge.info If you have read this chapter, please move to the pen fun cabinet to read the latest chapter, or you can directly search for "pen fun cabinet" or "" in Baidu, please remember our new website address pen - fun - cabinet but the figure moved, chasing in the direction where Peng Jingyan disappeared.

Along the way, it was devastated and the beautiful palace disappeared, just as the old monster had said. And Wu Hao's cultivation in the Qi refining period, how could he have the speed of the foundation building period, but he was lost not long after he moved forward.

I don't know if this is a valley or not, as far as the eye can see, it is a ruined scene, the whole sky is foggy, gray, dead color.

Wu Hao stepped on the somewhat soft soil, leaving a long series of footprints, which disappeared at the end of the horizon, and Yueyue stood on his shoulder, walking alone with one man and one beast.

The whimpering cold wind swept away from the ground in a whirlwind, carrying the occasional rotten object and tumbling on the ground. A piece of wood corroded by wind and sand can be seen to have been used as a beam, and it is still left after so many years, which shows that its quality is extraordinary.

It's just that now everything is just dust, Wu Hao stepped on the top of the wood, and the brush shattered, leaving a place of sorrow. The prosperity of the past was just yesterday's smoke and clouds, and now Wu Hao is standing here, not knowing where the road is.

Walking aimlessly, Wu Hao walked for a long time, and still didn't see a person, as if he was the only one in the whole world, everything was buried in memory.

Yueyue was also accustomed to Wu Hao's silence, lying on Wu Hao's shoulder and pretending to sleep, occasionally when she woke up, she would yell at Wu Hao a few times, and when she saw that Wu Hao was still walking, she immediately crawled and rested again. Please Baidu black-rock + pavilion is our greatest support, thank you!

Shanyu never appeared, and he didn't persuade Wu Hao or give the slightest explanation, so he let Wu Hao walk alone.

She knows that this needs to rely on Wu Hao himself, outsiders can't help anything, Wu Hao is already enchanted, with a heart knot, the bell must be tied to the bell, he himself makes himself unhappy, and he can only face it himself.

But Wu Hao's paranoia is terrible, holding the sword and walking in one direction, the breath all over his body is chaotic, sometimes tyrannical and sometimes lonely, there will also be a sadness from head to toe, and sometimes there is a stupid smile that does not know what to do, as if he is the two dogs, the two dogs of the dead mother, crazy.

But he knew, he didn't, he just couldn't figure it out for a moment, and he didn't want to think about it, what was his way?

Immortality? It may have been, it may have been, it may have been, or it has always been.

It's just that Wu Hao doesn't understand. Qingyun said that immortality is not the purpose of cultivation, but only an additional benefit, what a person wants to cultivate is the perception of self, the perception of mountains, rivers and rivers, the perception of the sun, moon and stars, and the perception of the entire few worlds.

He used to think he knew his true self and knew what he wanted, but now that he thinks about it, it's all a joke. He just wants to quietly guard Qingyunmen, he just wants to find Xiaohuan, he just wants to let Ling'er be carefree and innocent forever, and she only wants Jingyan to stay by his side, it turns out that all this is just a dream, an unattainable dream.

The comfortable life of Qingyunmen made him forget the sinister world of the outside world, it turned out that this is still a world of the jungle, and it is impossible for people without strength to really be themselves.

The original clear self is not the true self, it is him and me, a me in the eyes of others, and the me in my own heart is a fog that cannot be dispersed, hazy and unreal, plausible.

Maybe a person who doesn't know who he is all his life, where he comes from, where he will go, living in a muddle, or those who think they are living very real, are just illusions and can't withstand any setbacks, like Wu Hao.

He now knows that the floating world is just a dream, and he is still living in a dream without realizing it, but he doesn't know that people outside the dream, although they are tired and hypocritical, but they are all real, and a person who can hurt and cry should be regarded as a person!

woke up from the dream, and Wu Hao's life that had always been content with the status quo was ruthlessly shattered by Mo Xue. He doesn't hate Mo Xue, because although Mo Xue is a person who seems to have no emotion, her empty eyes have always been pure, without any color, she knows what she wants, she has always known, so she lives a real life. She seems to be dominated by instinct, living like that puppet, but who knows that instinctive life is not really living?

But Wu Hao also knew that if Peng Jingyan really died because of her, he would definitely kill her. This is Wu Hao's reverse scale, and he kills when he touches it.

His current world was as grey and chaotic as the sky in his eyes.

Wu Hao kept walking until he was tired, he stopped, and he saw a mound in front of him, a low mound, and there was a stone tablet on it, and there was a yin and yang Taiji diagram on the stone tablet, which was blurry and could not be seen clearly.

But when he saw this picture, his eyes, which had been devoid of aura, suddenly became vivid.

And the yin and yang eyes that the old monster turned into also came out of nowhere, ignoring Wu Hao's abnormality at all, turning into a white light and rushing into the tomb.

Then the mound shook, and a dull sound echoed, and the ground around it shook, as if something was going on, and perhaps as the old monster had said, he was fighting the Yin Body.

It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Wu Hao, he just stood there quietly, like a head full of white hair, flowing all over his back, and still water flowing deep.

Looking at the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, his heart was suddenly shocked, and then he became obsessed, and the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu was like ripples rippling in his heart, and it was like a Buddhist swan song, and the harmony of Sanskrit soft singing.

This is a kind of rhyme, a kind of heaven and earth avenue, yin and yang harmoniously intersect together, yin in the yang in the negative yin, the perfect reproduction of the two qi of heaven and earth, there is the charm of multiplication of all things, the person who carved this rhyme is definitely a generation through the sky.

Drunk, as if he had drunk wine, Wu Hao's eyes blurred, seeing that it was not the sky, seeing that the distance was a fog and chaos, blinking to see the world, he was already standing in a heaven and earth Taiji diagram, surrounded by flowing yin and yang, one black and one white, and every wisp had a tendency to overwhelm Mount Tai.

A vague face appeared, condensed from the clear white qi into the facial features, and from the deep black qi into green silk, but where it appeared, there was a feeling that the avenue was intolerable, as if where he (she) appeared, the rules of where would automatically avoid her and become a party of its own.

Looking at that face, Wu Hao doesn't know men and women, because that is a substantial embodiment of Dao Yun, although Wu Hao can see it, he can't imprint it in his heart, and he can't leave a trace of his (her) impression, just look at it stupidly.

"Yin rises and yang extinguishes, yang rises and yin extinguishes, mutual growth and restraint, and all things begin in heaven. Buddhism pays attention to a word of fate, although I am a person of the Yin and Yang family, but since you can see the mark left by me, that is, there is fate, you and I meet is fate, I solve the confusion for you is fate, if you don't understand it, it is fate"

The voice of the face came out slowly, and the yin and yang of the Taiji diagram under his feet reversed, and Wu Hao seemed to have an understanding.

Then there was a picture in the void of a green cow grazing with its head down, and a group of swimming fish playing in the water, and then the picture disappeared. The surrounding heaven and earth were restored at once, the sky was still gray, and the mound shook, but the inscription on the stone tablet was gone.

Wu Hao is not surprised by this at all, it seems that there is no picture where there is, it seems that everything should be like this, everything has been completely forgotten, only the cow and the group of fish and the river, Wu Hao has always remembered clearly, it seems that he has felt it.

Wu Hao lingered in his mind, ignoring the roaring sounds around him from time to time, the pictures of the three kept alternating in his mind, until he thought that his eyes were red and bloodshot all over, he suddenly laughed, laughing unscrupulously, laughing crazy.

"Yes, yes, yes, there is nothing in the first place, where is the dust. I am just a monk in the Qi refining period, how can I understand the evolution of the Dao, how can I know what my Dao is, and how can I know who I am, where I come from, where I am going, everything is disturbed by mediocrity, the Tao is very Tao, the Dao is invisible and nameless, it is a process of continuous exploration and certification. ”

The depression in Wu Hao's heart was suddenly cleared, and the killing intent of the sword spirit embryo in his hand suddenly retreated and returned to his body. Wu Hao glanced at Yueyue who was jumping on his shoulder, smiled, touched her beak lovingly, and then smiled dumbly at the white hair.

Looking at the mound again, Wu Hao felt a sense of relief in his heart, the road needs to be walked by himself, others are just guides after all, since the old monster has gone out on his own, whether this is the place of sealing he said or not, Wu Hao decided to go down and test it.

It's not that Wu Hao is not afraid of death, but because he has walked here for so long and has not found a way out, then this is an opportunity.

Looking at the mound that had already cracked a big hole, Wu Hao jumped and disappeared under the gray sky.

The inside is neither dark nor narrow, the air circulation is smooth, and it is actually a palace-like existence.

Bright hedrons spread out on the wall, and the view is unobstructed. Huge stone pillars support this underground world.

Wu Hao looked at the underground palace lined with stone pillars, except for the occasional stone statue or two, there was basically nothing else. And in the center of the dungeon, where a figure was striking fiercely at a crystal coffin, and a dazzling brilliance came out.

Wu Hao looked at the old monster that was so hideous that it cracked into wrinkles, his heart was awe-inspiring, he didn't rush forward, but looked at the person in the crystal coffin, and there was a wisp of doubt in his heart, and he had a sense of déjà vu.

It was a woman in a black and white dress, in her twenties, lying peacefully in the crystal coffin, no matter how the old monster outside attacked, her face was as if she was asleep, indifferent and quiet.

The closed eyes, the long eyelashes are clear and countable, and the face is beautiful, although there is no thrilling beauty of the mountain rain, but there is a sacred transcendent thing that makes people ashamed of themselves, Wu Hao can't even give birth to the slightest blasphemy, it seems that in front of this woman, if there are any dirty thoughts, it is a sin.

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