There was confusion in front of me.

It was white, as if in the clouds.

Before heaven and earth were born, Hongmeng was in chaos.

Qin Xianyu was confused, and after a long time, he gradually woke up.

"What is this place?"

Just as he was wondering, a figure flashed in front of him.

There were about forty people who came, with kind smiles and a light blue gown. Looking at his face, he is somewhat similar to Qin Xianyu.

Its form seems to be half-imaginary.

"Daddy......"

Qin Xianyu couldn't help but scream.

However, behind his father Qin Mingjin, there was another figure, which was also half-imaginary, seemingly real and illusory.

This person is a woman, dignified and generous, gentle and graceful, about thirty years old, smiling and groaning, with a little doting in her eyes.

"Mother......

This voice was called, and there was another figure in front of him.

This is a gentle woman, in her twenties, gentle and dignified, but inevitably weak, it is Liu Ruoyin.

Beside Liu Ruoyin, there was a brutal girl, tilting her head and glaring at him angrily, but she was a condensing girl.

Next, it was Fu Bo, Xiao Qi, Li Ding, and Li Ding's wife.

There are also Lord Liu Jun, Mrs. Liu, Lu Qing, Scholar Su, the old lady of the Shangguan family, Su Xiangye, Su Wenxiu, Ye Qing, Li Gong......

The girl in white who was really angry at the beginning, the seventh girl of Qin Tianjian......

Lin Jingtang, Yuan Shoufeng, Zhou Zhuji, Dong Guanzheng, Qiu Guanzheng, Dao Tong, Zhang Tianshi......

Many people who have crossed paths with him, deep or shallow friendships, or even passers-by who only have one side. All appear one by one. Presented in front of your eyes.

There are more and more people in front of me. The place is getting wider and wider.

Everyone is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, and they only feel that their figures are a little illusory.

In the end, there were almost too many people to count.

Even Li Ying of Heifeng Mountain, Cheng Shugong, and people who left Heifeng Mountain and rushed to the capital on the way.

There was a middle-aged man, the blacksmith he had stopped to repair the damaged sword.

And an uncle. It was the woodcutter who encountered the dragon together next to the Huaishui. Qin Xianyu remembered that the woodcutter was very enthusiastic, and even told him a lot of skills on how to bargain with the ferry captain.

After an instant, even the phantom of the dragon was in front of him.

"What's going on?"

Qin Xianyu was stunned for a long time.

There are people coming out in front of him, such as the young master of Shang, Liu Changkong, the son of the Chen family, and even the god of Gai. There is also the second young master of the Lu family, Lu Lao Zhenren......

Countless figures. Densely packed, standing at the front.

Qin Xianyu only felt that his head was very confused, he had a headache, and he couldn't distinguish it at all.

Then he reached out his hand in a ghostly manner.

Then countless figures disappeared in front of him.

With a long exhalation, Qin Xianyu still had palpitations in his eyes, and he secretly said in horror: "What's the matter?"

Then he looked down and saw that the countless figures were all in his palm.

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath.

He meditated on the meditation formula.

Gradually meditate.

After calming down, Qin Xianyu's eyes were clear, and he said to himself, "This is the effect of that bead?"

He looked at the countless figures in his palm, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his other hand.

His fingers pinched one of the figures, it was the woodcutter who showed him the way by the Huaishui and taught him how to bargain.

Then he pulled his hand out.

The figure became sluggish, and after detaching from the palm of his hand, it dissipated without a trace.

......

Qin Xianyu only felt that his mind was becoming clearer, and the original feeling of chaos and headache disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a relaxed and freehand attitude.

It's like breaking away from a certain kind of bondage, as if you have cut a thread that binds you.

He still remembered the woodcutter, and he remembered that the woodcutter showed him the way, and he remembered that the woodcutter taught him how to bargain with the captain of the ferry, but he could no longer live up to the gratitude, the sense of kindness. If you meet this woodcutter again in the future, you will only be a passerby, and you will not feel anything else.

Qin Xianyu closed his eyes slightly, his mood seemed to have improved a little, and he said to himself: "This is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

There are so many threads, too many to count, and this is just one of them.

Qin Xianyu stretched out his hand again, grabbed the guard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ye Qi, who had died, took it out of his palm and dissipated into the air.

The mind was a little clearer, and the thread was broken again.

The blacksmith who left the Black Wind Mountain and went to the capital to repair his long sword.

Gradually, there were fewer people.

Qin Xianyu's mind became clearer and clearer.

He reached out again, grabbed the illusory figure of the Divine Venerable, and pulled it out of his palm.

The shadow of the god dissipated between his fingers.

Qin Xianyu knew that at the moment when the phantom dissipated, he had no other feelings for the Divine Venerable. The scene of the past was in his heart, and even the scene of the Qin family's ancestral grave being dug up was also in his heart, and he still understood that Gai Yi Shenzun was the mastermind of this qiē, but he no longer had any feelings for Gai Yi Shenzun.

Even if the god is resurrected, he is just a passerby, no grudges, no anger, no injustice, only indifference, just a stranger.

Next, it is Liu Changkong, the son of the Chen family, the second young master of Lu, and the old man of Lu......

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer figures in the hands.

"One of the heaviest dusts. Qin Xianyu said silently: "The biggest constraint, the thickest line of cause and effect." ”

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips closed, and grabbed Liu Ruoyin's phantom.

Qin Xianyu's heart was extremely clear.

As long as this phantom is extracted, from then on, every bit of the relationship between him and Liu Ruoyin is in his heart and remembered clearly, but for Liu Ruoyin, there is no other affection, and there is no affection at all.

As long as this phantom is withdrawn, the state of mind will be raised.

Qin Xianyu's gaze shifted and fell on Fu Bo, Lu Qing, Liu Jun, Mrs. Liu, Su Xiangye, Su Wenxiu, Xiao Qi, Yuan Shoufeng, Lin Jingtang, Seven Girls and others, as well as ...... Both parents.

As long as all these phantoms are removed, the dust will be cut off.

From now on, there will be no more ordinary people.

The barrier between him and the earth immortal will be completely eliminated, and as long as he cultivates the nine-inch golden soup jade liquid, he can directly condense the Great Dao Golden Pill and achieve the position of the earth immortal.

The peak of the dragon and tiger, and the Great Dao Jindan, separated by a realm, is separated by a world.

One is an immortal in the upper realm, and the other is an earthly person.

As long as he extracts these phantoms, he can break through the barriers between this realm, break through the barriers of immortals, and there will be no more barriers. When he cultivated to the peak of the dragon and tiger, that is, when he became an immortal and attained the Tao, soared to the upper realm, and obtained the rank of immortal family.

What is the desire of a cultivator?

What I want is to become an immortal!

What I want is feathering and ascending!

What monk can withstand the temptation of such immortalization?

Qin Xianyu was silent for a long time.

He let go of the finger that was gripping Liu Ruoyin's phantom.

Then he closed the palm of the hand that showed countless phantoms and clenched it.

He looked above the clouds, looking at the chaos, as if he saw a smooth road.

He shouted, "Enough!"

The voice is hoarse, some wheezing, some muffled, and it constantly reverberates here.

Break through the void.

The countless clouds and mist in front of him, and countless chaotic qi, dissipated one after another.

Between heaven and earth, there are cracks, like bursting porcelain, there are countless cracks.

Boom and crumble.

The heavens and the earth were shattered.

Qin Xianyu appeared in the outside world, and the mountains and rivers were still beautiful.

He gasped and looked towards Lin Jingtang.

Lin Jingtang's expression remained unchanged, and the orb in his hand had turned into powder. (To be continued......)

PS: I feel like this chapter is good...... I thought about the sentence that Qin Xianyu shouted for a long time, and I thought about it a lot, a lot of domineering, fierce, and literary ones, and finally only used two words: enough!