When Qing Yang opened his eyes in the Tianyan Dao Palace, a trace of caution appeared in his eyes. He saw his uncle through the eyes of Xiuse and Shui Yuanzi, and talked to his uncle.

He had already left twenty years ago, which left him with many secrets about the Tianyan Dao Sect that he did not know.

Just as the two uncles said: "Since the founding patriarch of the Tianyan Taoist Sect, none of the heads of the Tianyan Daoist Sect have died well, either dying in this heaven and earth, or dying in the tribulation, or suddenly dissipating between this heaven and earth. However, this is not a big deal, there is an even greater secret: every disciple of the Tianyan Dao Sect can become the object of some terrible person's rebirth. ”

Why is that?

Qingyang didn't know, and the doubts in his heart were even worse.

In the end, he set his eyes on this heaven and earth, and as far as his cognition of this heaven and earth was concerned, every cultivator who touched a certain taboo would be swept away by the killing intent that suddenly rolled out of the void of heaven and earth.

If you want to know about heaven and earth, you need to ask heaven and earth.

Qingyang began to retreat again, and he was eager to know about this heaven and earth. Lingtongzi didn't tell him this before he died, maybe he didn't have time, or maybe he didn't think it was useful.

According to his two uncles, if he enters the Heavenly Humanity, it is possible to resist the rebirth of the unknown person with great supernatural powers, and Qingyang is not a Heavenly Humanity sent by the Tianyan Dao, because if he is sent into the Heavenly Humanity in the Tianyan Dao, then he will be reborn at the moment of entering the Heavenly Humanity.

Qing Yang thought in his heart, but maybe it wasn't just the Tianyan Dao Sect that was like this, and he had a feeling.

He suppressed the chaotic thoughts about this heaven and earth in his heart, and once again immersed himself in the spatial Dharma meaning of the Dharma Bead.

A cultivator may look down on grievances and hatreds, but as long as it is a living being, there is wisdom, and it is impossible to be indifferent to things that involve oneself.

The difference between a practitioner and an ordinary person is that a practitioner is able to control his emotions and distractions and use the emotions derived from his heart to strengthen himself, while most ordinary people cannot, they are only dominated by the distracting thoughts that have been reborn in their hearts, in other words, they are also demons in their hearts, but they are only very shallow.

Qing Yang felt the spatial meaning of the spiritual treasure of the Resentful Magic Bead, and that mysterious feeling made him addicted to it.

The heart demon is born in response to the heart, and when this heart demon is condensed and transformed, it is the heavenly demon. Heavenly demons can enter people's hearts at will, but the heavenly demons cultivated by Qingyang are bound by Qingyang, and their roots lie in Qingyang's inner thoughts. Just like a kite, no matter how high he flies, he is pulled in the hands of the kite flyer.

Since Qingyang's promotion to Heavenly Humanity, the influence of those demons who have not yet manifested the Heavenly Magic Statue on his heart has been very weak, and a person's mind can only be exercised stronger on the edge of life and death, and every time he faces life and death is a kind of cultivation.

However, when Qingyang's mind was immersed in the Dharma meaning contained in the Dharma beads, there was a consciousness reviving in the depths of his soul, which was like a seed buried deep in the soil, which began to sprout when there was a suitable climate, and Qingyang's original will at this time was immersed in the Dharma will, and all his control over himself was reduced to a minimum.

Qing Yang suddenly had a feeling of coldness and stiffness all over his body, and from the top of his head, that consciousness seemed to occupy his true self as soon as it appeared.

However, how could Qingyang be so weak, how could he be defenseless after knowing that there was an ignorant existence who was always thinking about taking away his body.

At the time of the emergence of that consciousness, Qingyang's inner shijie's self-like belly swelled rapidly, as if a pregnant woman, but the pregnant woman still needed to conceive in October, and his self-like belly was expanding at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the stomach was the size of a bucket, and just when the stomach was about to explode, the ego was about to explode, the eyes of the ego opened, and Qingyang's consciousness completely sank into this heart, giving up all external perception.

The moment I opened my eyes, I heard my self say coldly: "I sacrificed the treasure and realized the Dharma just to wait for you to appear." ”

When the words fell, a finger appeared in the void, and the finger was like jade. This finger has already been sacrificed into a magic weapon by Qingyang, and because it is the thing of his body, he is psychic and spiritual, and he appears here at this time, holding the will of the demon and pointing towards his stomach.

The moment the finger bone clicked into his stomach, Qingyang heard a sentence: "I was your ......"

I didn't hear this, but it seemed to have always existed in Qingyang's heart, but Qingyang didn't pay attention to it at all, just said coldly: "I am me, you are you, how can you be me, even if I am your reincarnation, I am still me." ”

The will that has not yet won the body is often fragile, if Qingyang does not pay attention and is awakened by the will that is buried deep in the self, then he will have to compete with this will to fight for the body, but how can Qingyang be so careless, he is always ready.

The moment the awakened will was extinguished, a sentence suddenly appeared in Qingyang's heart: "Enter the reincarnation for thousands of years." ”

With the appearance of this sentence, there was also a silent sword light, as if cut down through the heavy fog, and the layers of space were shattered under the sword light, like an illusion.

However, Qingyang felt that it was so real, as if outside the endless void, a sword light that was cut off thousands of years ago was still deeply imprinted in the soul, constantly slashing a person's consciousness.

Qingyang's self became hazy in an instant, and his body sitting in the Tianyan Dao Palace spat out a mouthful of blood. His heart resounded with a cold, long sword groan. His already hazy self struggled to pinch a trick, this recipe has the effect of banning, and it comes from the head of the Tianyan Dao Sect.

There was only that sword light in his eyes, and there was only that sword light in the whole heaven and earth, and there was an endless void between the sword light and him, but he felt that his consciousness was shattering, tingling, and scattering.

He raised his hand with difficulty, and the Tianyan Law Seal in his palm greeted him, as if he was trying to seal against the sword light.

I don't know how long it took, the dazzling sword light was wrapped, and the cold light was gone, and Qingyang finally sealed that sword light, and it was Qingyang's own divine will that constituted that seal. The divine consciousness in the innermost place close to the sword light was still dissipating, and the sword light seemed to be constantly approaching Qingyang, but the speed became very slow.

When Qingyang opened his eyes again, he saw the concerned eyes of Rongyang, Muyang, Songyang, Shenyang and others, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and said, "I'm fine." ”

"Senior brother, you suddenly vomited blood from your mouth seven days ago, what's wrong?" Rong Yang asked eagerly.

Qingyang said slowly: "When I was sacrificing the treasure and realizing the Fa, someone wanted to take away my divine house, and I cut it off. ”

"Ah...... Who is it?" Rong Yang asked quickly.

"If I'm not wrong, it's my last life. Qingyang said lightly.

"Last ......"

Not only was Rongyang surprised, but Songyang, who had always been steady, couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, then, ...... you?"

"Don't worry, I'm still me, the 'me' in the previous life, how can Senior Brother let me not take over my body. Qingyang said: "That wisp of divine thought seed is buried deep in the soul, and it suddenly recovers, if you are not prepared, I am afraid that you will be caught off guard." This is a means that I can't achieve now. ”

Qingyang was silent for a moment, and then continued: "It's nothing, but what is really terrifying is the sword light that came with that divine thought seed buried deep in the soul, and it was almost destroyed by that sword light. ”

He did not shy away from saying that in his opinion, it was his responsibility to tell his younger brothers and sisters what he knew, because the master was no longer there, and he, as the one who guided the way, had to tell them as much as he could what he knew in his heart.

"Sword light, what sword light?"

"That sword light comes from the unforgettable memory in that divine thought, my last life must have died under this sword light, maybe my last life was all died in this sword light, and I don't know how many times I died. ”

Qingyang thought in his heart that he didn't know how many times he had died, but he should have been reborn before, but this time he didn't, Qingyang's will to kill that seizure was also very easy, it can be seen that under that sword light, the rebirth of each life is getting weaker and weaker, and he was almost unconscious just under that sword light.

Qing Yang didn't care who 'I' was, and he didn't want to know who he was in his previous life, let alone who he was in his first life, he just wanted to know where that sword light came from, and what it meant to 'enter the reincarnation for thousands of years'.

"Is this sentence said by the master of that sword light?If so, then am I in reincarnation now?" Qing Yang thought about this, and he couldn't verify it. But the more he thought about it, the more he thought it might be, because many of the cultivators of the advanced would suddenly die.

If he hadn't been able to ban that sword intent just now, then he would have died now, and his junior brothers and sisters would not have known how he had died.

"What a powerful existence it is, I don't know how many years ago I used a sword, I don't know how many generations of people have been killed, I have gone through so many lifetimes of banning and wearing, and it is still so pure and powerful. Qingyang sighed in his heart.

"Are the people between heaven and earth constantly dying under this sword light?" Qingyang thought again in his heart.