There is no day or night in the underworld, and there is no distinction between things. He didn't know what the fate of the road ahead was, only that he had to stay away from the ghost mansion at this time. The pain of being killed by the patrol city armor horse is still fresh in his memory, and he doesn't want to do it again. There was also a vague worry in his heart, that is, after the body was dispersed and reunited, it was very likely to become the kind of real ghost that was completely unconscious.

As he drifted away, the waves and the mighty city slowly disappeared into the darkness. He floated a few feet further, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and a fierce, desolate, and boundless wilderness slowly unfolded.

The weak water is turbulent, there is still a shore; These are all bounded things, compared with the wilderness in front of them, the weak water has become an isolated island in the middle of the huge ocean. And he is just a speck of dust in the immeasurable world of a gnat, and his consciousness has long been swallowed up by the immense vastness of this wilderness!

Qing Ying suddenly swirled, like a spring breeze and rain, sprinkled countless fires, the fire submerged into his body, and reunited in the sea of knowledge, condensed into a pale blue butterfly, dancing in the wilderness. In the lifeless and endless slaughter and endless vastness, this Bi Butterfly is so dazzling and vivid, his consciousness converges from all directions, and finally recondenses on the side of Bi Die.

His body, which had begun to blur, became clear again. He looked up at Qingying above, and seemed to feel that it had darkened a little, so a new feeling quietly surged in his heart, and he felt that the shadow mist on his body was tightening for a while.

He thought about it for a moment and then decided to give up. Since I don't know what it feels like, I'll talk about it later, now is not the time to think about it. Needless to say, there would be anything in the depths of the wilderness, as long as he drifted forward for another mile or two, there would be great danger. When his consciousness was scattered just now, he had already felt the killing intent hidden in this wilderness, which was as immobile as a mountain!

Unlike the banks of the weak waters, the land is made up of dark gray rugged rocks. He tried to gather the shadow mist that flowed all over his body, and finally transformed into a giant claw. He then swung his huge claws and slashed at the ground, causing a flash of sparks on the rocks. The limestone was obviously extremely hard, and his claw left only a shallow white mark.

"That's not going to work......" he thought as he regrouped his mind as he tried to catch the cold breath hidden in the shadow mist and drive them all to the tips of his claws. These cold auras were extremely faint, and he could only vaguely feel their presence, but he knew that these cold auras were the real power. It was only when devouring the most powerful ghost that he was able to absorb a little of this icy aura occasionally.

When he gathered all the cold aura that could drive it to the tip of his claw, he swung it down, finally leaving a half-inch-deep cut on the limestone. He immediately flew with his claws, brushed and brushed, and carved three big characters on the limestone.

"Ji Ruochen ......" He silently read it a few times, only to feel that he instinctively disliked the name, but he didn't have the idea of changing the name and changing the text at all, the giant claw waved again, carved the three words deeper, and separated a cloud of shadow mist, which merged with the name.

"So that you don't forget. Satisfied, he withdrew his claws and floated into the depths of the wilderness.

After floating for a few miles, a fierce killing machine rushed to his face. The killing intent should have been formless and substantial, but in his eyes, this killing intent showed a thick dark cyan color, like a turbid current rolling in, carrying an unbearable stench. There was a wild roar in the fishy wind, and a giant ghost suddenly jumped out. It was covered in blue and black, more than two feet high, a cut higher than he was floating on the ground. The giant ghost is extremely large, with sharp horns on his forehead, shoulders, and elbows, and his claws are unusually large.

He immediately remembered that this ghost was called a green ghost, and it was infinitely powerful and fast, ranking high among the ghosts and ghosts of the underworld.

As soon as the green ghost appeared, a pair of big dark red eyes immediately stared at him for a moment, and he didn't stop at his feet, he pounced on him, grabbed his head and grabbed it! Although his body was composed of formless and substantial shadow mist, he was grabbed by the green ghost and grabbed a large ball! The green ghost opened his mouth and sucked it clean, sucking the shadow mist in his claws clean, but he was still unfinished, stretching out his purple-black tongue and licking his lips. It stared at him, its eyes red as if it were dripping blood.

He also stared at the green ghost, his body full of shadow mist, mending the huge damage on his body. He was in terrible pain, and this pain was everywhere in his consciousness, and there was no way to hide. The pain was like a filament, almost slicing his consciousness into countless fragmented splinters. He had also had pain in the life-and-death struggle with the other ghosts, but compared to this time, those pains were almost happy.

But the more it hurts, the more inexplicable relief and pleasure will swell up in the depths of his consciousness, as if the physical pain can open the shackles that have been imprisoning him. He stared at the green ghost, and although his face was distorted in pain, a strange smile appeared in the distortion.

He looked intently and found that he could see a layer of black qi faintly covering the green ghost's claws, which was the nemesis of the shadow mist. The arm that was not covered by the black qi also passed through his body, but it did no damage to him. As the blood in the green ghost's eyes became thicker and thicker, and it was about to pounce, its chest, lower abdomen, and the back of its head also faintly revealed black qi.

His heart moved slightly, just like the cold aura in his body, it seemed that this black qi was the source of the power of the green ghost.

The green ghost roared up to the sky and pounced viciously again, his long tongue dragging outside, saliva splashing everywhere. He screamed, and met him, tumbling and tumbling together.

The green ghost's body was as hard as steel, and the sharp claws he conjured up could tear through the rocks, but they could only leave a superficial wound on the green ghost's body. But he immediately changed his method, and instead tore the black qi that the green ghost revealed from his body with all his strength. Sure enough, the black qi could tear through the shadow mist, and his cold aura could also tear through the black qi. The black qi was sticking continuously, and when it was torn apart by him, new black qi would gush out of the green ghost's body. As soon as the black qi was ripped apart, the green ghost immediately let out a painful roar and frantically tore at his body.

"This green ghost can't bear the pain without me......" He thought coldly as he looked at the twitching green ghost.

Despite the heart-rending pain, the four sharp claws he conjured up maintained a constant rhythm, consistently tearing at the black qi on the green ghost's body!

For a long time, the fierce battle stopped.

At this time, he only had a small half-mutilated body left, and he was unable to float at all, so he could only rely on his barely conjured hands to crawl back to the starting place step by step.

"Array Slash...... The green ghost is headed. He smiled hard at Qingying.

Qing Ying couldn't understand what he was saying at all, it just kept sprinkling sparkling light and mending his body for him. Moments later, he soared into the air, conjuring claws and feet, and spreading a pair of shadow wings. After he recovered, Qing Ying no longer shed the glow, and only floated quietly in the air. For some reason, he could just feel Qingying, as if he was tired.

He looked at Qingying, who was much darker, and pondered for a long time before drifting towards the depths of the wilderness. When he found a green ghost again, he put away the wild and fought carefully. This time, he knew the weakness of the green ghost, and no longer attacked the green ghost's steel body, but only went towards the black qi.

This time the battle consumed a pillar of incense, and half of his body remained. After refining the black qi taken from the green ghost with the cold aura in his body, he was still a little short of being able to replenish his body.

Qing Ying floated over again, mending his body. He looked at Qingying, who was getting dimmer and fainter, and asked, "Where are you from?"

He waited until his body was completely repaired, and he didn't wait until he got Qing Ying's answer, in fact, he also knew that Qing Ying couldn't answer any questions.

Before setting off again, he stared at Ji Ruochen's three big characters on the ground, and said secretly: "In addition to this name, don't I also know where I come from?"

After fighting the three-headed green ghost in this battle, he had to drag his mutilated body back. Suddenly, he saw a little bit of turquoise light in the gloomy and deep sky, piercing the sky like a meteor and falling straight to this side. This meteor just landed in the center of Ji Ruochen's three words, and then turned into thousands of fires, gathering together to merge into Qingying, so the dim Qingying shone again.

The cycle continued, and every time he had to return to the starting place, more and more green ghosts fell in front of him, and his footprints had already penetrated into the wilderness. Although the results of killing the green ghost were not enough to make up for the wear and tear of his body, his cold aura was nourished by the green ghost's yin qi and was growing stronger day by day, and if he meditated, he could see a trace of blue aura swimming endlessly in his body.

Qing Ying never answered any of his questions.

But every time he repaired his body, he would always say a few words to Qingying. He was used to this, and Qingying was also used to not responding. Even the meteors that fly from the sky from time to time seem to have become a habit.

The sun has set, the moon is bright, and the stars are all over the sky.

Between the stars, a huge purple meteor suddenly lit up, from east to west, spanning thousands of miles in an instant. Where the meteor passed, a large area of deep purple tail flames was left behind, and countless thunder fires rang out. For a while, among the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Shenzhou, I don't know how many eyes and divine thoughts were focused on this mighty meteor, and as a result, countless flames lit up outside the thunder fire, and these divine thoughts were smashed on the heavenly thunder and flames, and some people who had the intention to detect were all damaged. So for a while, the group was sensational, and the undercurrent was great.

This meteor was not powerful at the beginning, and it began to show its fierceness thousands of miles away, and then it was a sonic shock for thousands of miles!

It starts from the coast of the East China Sea, travels thousands of miles to the west, and goes all the way to Qingcheng. When it hovered over the Qingxu Palace, it had turned into a fierce star that had turned into a fierce star that was intertwined with countless heavenly fires and thunders!

With a roar, the flames and thunderbolts suddenly converged, and the other dissolved and blended with each other, turning into a pillar of green gas with a thickness of tens of zhang, and rushing straight into the clouds!

The robbery was scattered, and Gu Qing, who was wearing a plain shirt, gradually appeared. She walked forward, step by step, towards the flying stone, as if she were stepping on an invisible staircase under her feet in the air. Her eyes were no longer clear and clear, but replaced by rising purple qi. If a monk sees it, he will surely find that this purple qi is the highest state that monks in the world have sought all their lives - purple qi!

Purple qi couldn't help but overflow from her eyes, drawing two faint trails in the air, and then turning into thunder, which couldn't stop exploding.

In a dense forest in the distance, Xutian hid behind a big tree under the cover of night, staring at Gu Qing who was falling in the sky, his eyes were full of horror, and there was also a raging flame of desire.

Gu Qing walked straight to Yin Feng three feet before he stood still. She didn't speak, just looked at Yin Feng steadily, and saw the purple qi rising all around her. The ancient sword she was used to was gone.

Yin Feng sat casually on the side of the flying stone, his right hand stretched out in front of his chest, like holding a lotus flower. There is a faint cloud above his palm, the scenery in the cloud is uncertain, and if you look carefully, you can see that the vicissitudes of the sea and the change of society are only momentary between breaths.

Yin Feng didn't raise his eyes to look at Gu Qing, but said indifferently: "Your purple qi has entered the realm again, but your Dao heart is already in chaos." ”

Gu Qingfen refused to restrain the wild purple qi, and said word by word: "What's the matter with that sword?"

Yin Feng finally looked up at Gu Qing, and said softly: "The fourth volume of the Book of Heaven, cutting the fate, can cut off all the causes and effects of the past and the future. ”

The purple qi suddenly opened wide, causing dark thunder to surge within a radius of several miles, and then a wisp of it returned to Gu Qing's body.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared in Gu Qing's eyes, and there was no trace of purple qi anymore. She was as calm as if nothing had happened just now, and said: "You have seven heavenly books in your chest, and you are no different from a true immortal, why do you have to make things difficult with a mortal? If you kill him, it's just that, why bother to borrow my hand and cut off his reincarnation with a sword? If you want to investigate Xixuan's past and marriage covenant, then it is also my fault first, what does it have to do with him?"

A wry smile appeared on Yin Feng's handsome face, and he stood up and sighed lightly: "Since I have re-realized the seven volumes of the Book of Heaven and remembered the past, how can I still take these mundane feelings to heart? Even though he ordered me to die in the past, destroying the immortal body I prepared for this world and dissipating most of my merits, why should I not laugh at it? It's just this sword...... I'm going to have to kill it!"

Gu Qingjian frowned and said, "I don't understand." ”

Yin Feng sent the immortal cloud held in his right hand to Gu Qing and said, "You can take a look and talk about it." ”

The scene in the fairy clouds is unpredictable, and thousands of scenes have passed in an instant. Some of them are Mo Ganfeng who fell into the raging sea of flames, and some of them are the real people of the Daode Sect who dominate the world, chasing and killing the world's group of cultivators, there are Ziwei who broke through the barrier and killed three thousand enemies with one sword, and there are also Yin Feng who carry a hundred miles of heavenly thunder and crisscross Kyushu. Among them, there are also many Gu Qing's past in Xixuan Mountain and Mogan Peak.

There was a rare look of solemnity on Gu Qing's face. She has been cultivating the avenue with Yinfeng for a while, and naturally recognizes that this jade fetal immortal cloud in Yinfeng's palm is the pinnacle of the way of divination. Of course, the price of transporting the immortal cloud is not light, every time the immortal cloud changes, all the merits of the Tao are consumed, and if it is not for the chanting wind, it is replaced by other people to transport the jade fetus immortal cloud, but I am afraid that when I start, it will lead to the next catastrophe.

Gu Qing's talent is really rare in the world. When she looked at it, she knew what was wrong: "Why don't you see Ji Ruochen?"

This group of immortal clouds is counting her past and future, and since there are many Xixuan pasts, there is no trace of Ji Ruochen at all, which is really weird.

Yin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I have sent the Jade Fetus Immortal Cloud to calculate your life plan for three days, and there is not a single mark of this Ji Ruochen. However, using other hexagrams, his cause and effect can be measured, but the outcome calculated by each hexagram is different. Qing'er, you should understand what this means. ”

Of course Gu Qing understood. This jade fetus immortal cloud is a divination technique that can only be used by people who are immortals, and it is by no means comparable to any other method in this world. Xianyun can't detect Ji Ruochen, so how can other hexagrams be? Those results about Ji Ruochen are obviously chaotic and not true.

Gu Qing suddenly remembered a possibility, but this answer was too unexpected, and with her calmness, she was faintly shocked in her heart.

"Or maybe ......" Yin Feng said slowly as if he knew what she was thinking, "This Ji Ruochen is really a hidden star?"

Hidden Star?!

Although he had vaguely expected this result in his heart, hearing Yin Feng clearly say the word Hidden Star, Gu Qing was still in disbelief. Among the thousands of stars in the sky, the mysterious and unpredictable hidden stars have always been an unsolvable mystery. Even those ancient astrological masters, the posthumous writings are also vague. It is rumored that only when these cultivators are dying and their spiritual consciousness is greatly advanced, can they vaguely sense the existence of the hidden star.

With the ability of the wind, it is impossible to determine whether Ji Ruochen's life grid corresponds to which hidden star in the sky.

If Ji Ruochen's life is really on the stars, and he is still a hidden star, then in fact, in this pattern of heaven and earth, he is really a much more important character than Gu Qing, who should be reincarnated.

Gu Qing suddenly remembered something again, so he said indifferently: "He was broken by your sword, and of course he was invisible in the immortal clouds." ”

Yin Feng smiled bitterly again, and said silently for a moment: "Since you think so, I have nothing to say." Do you know if the egg came first, or if the chicken came first?"

Gu Qing had regained his composure, and flew to the top of the stone to meditate.

The wind dispersed the immortal clouds in his palm, Lin Yuan stood silently, and a pair of clear eyes were overflowing, but there was a sigh in his heart, and he suddenly felt a little chill for the first time: "What if it is a true immortal? The greater the supernatural power, the more restrictions there are, alas......! This sword is not him, it is your dust!"

The seventh volume of the Book of Heaven, Insight, is about exploring the heavens and gaining insight into the past and future karmic reincarnation. Back then, Yin Feng was only a little bit of a thing, and Gu Qing didn't understand much.

She didn't know what it meant if there was an extra hidden star in her life.

On the shores of the East China Sea, deep in the swamp, there will be a low dragon groan. Long Yin, who should have been full of majesty, was now unwilling, aggrieved, and afraid.

On an island in the deepest part of the swamp, there was the wild beast: the Armor Ice Dragon. It's just that at this moment, this fierce dragon is firmly bound by several dark iron chains around its body, and it can't move at all. However, its head was free, and the dragon's mouth was not sealed, and there was a cold air flowing between the teeth, and a trace of cold mist oozed from its nostrils. It's just that although it stared at the young man in front of him who was only a few feet away, it never dared to spray out the world-shattering blue water frost mist.

Suddenly there was a broken shout from the side: "You stupid thing, you dare to be murderous?!" As he spoke, a Hong Huangwei in hideous iron armor strode over and stepped heavily on the dragon's head. In the sparks splashing everywhere, the dragon horns of the Bijia Ice Claw Dragon that could pierce the golden broken stone immediately bent a few times, and the frost mist full of its mouth was all stepped back into its abdomen, and it swelled so much that its dragon eyes broke out of the frame a few times, and the blue scales on its neck stood up!

The Ice Dragon's foot was trampled on, and he no longer dared to make the slightest murderous appearance, and honestly fell to the ground. In fact, its fear of this Hong Huangwei was far inferior to that of the young man in front of it. The posture roared, just to protect the face of its fierce beast, even if it cultivated for another thousand years, it would never dare to spray a mouthful of half a trace of blue water frost mist at the young man. Although it was only a few Honghuang guards who contributed when he captured it, the young man didn't even use it.

This young man's face was a little bewitching, no matter how you looked at it, that demeanor should be the top choice among the monks, but it was just demonic.

The face that should have been all over the spring sun was engraved with a faint shade. Several of the Flood Guards scattered around were silent, they hadn't seen him look so solemn in hundreds of years.

He paced silently, his unprecedented chagrin creeping in, and a feeble heaviness built up on his chest. In today's situation, he really doesn't know how to redeem it. How could he have been so sad for 700 years? But this time, he was a little careless. Suddenly, there was a trace of anger in his heart, and he thought, "Or just kill the green ruins, but what? Let me try your immortal methods!"

Hong Huangwei, who was stepping on the Bijia Ice Dragon, saw that he was pacing as if he was endless, and finally coughed and said, "Adult, what should I do now?"

He stopped suddenly, pondered, and said slowly: "Still...... Don't disturb Miss. These words are spitted out with difficulty, and the words are like a thousand weights. With that, with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, a few steps had disappeared into the deep clouds and mist.

The surrounding Hong Huangwei surrounded him and asked the Honghuang Wei who was stepping on the ice faucet, "Fourth Captain, what should I do now?"

The four were extremely embarrassed, and after thinking hard for a long time, they still couldn't get the point, and finally sighed: "This ...... I don't know, you go and rest, I'll go and visit Miss. ”

Before leaving, he glanced around at the Bijia Ice Dragon, and suddenly felt that it was boundless, so he waved his hand gloomily, and said, "This stupid thing is also a little involved with him, let it go, alas!"

In the middle of a cold-filled dungeon, a slender figure was kneeling.

Her green silk was held high, her skin was like jade, and her little face was extremely delicate with a faint halo. She clasped her hands crossed in front of her chest, her eyes drooped, and her little mouth opened and closed slightly, whispering and praying for something.

Above her head hung a stalactite, slowly condensing into milky white droplets, dripping every quarter of an hour, blooming on the ground in front of her, and instantly dissolving into a biting cold.

The current temperature of this cell has already cooled a few points colder than the dripping ice, but the walls are still covered with water droplets, and the humidity is heavy. It's just that the water droplets hanging on these four walls are all blue blue water that can only be found in the depths of the Arctic Stygian Sea, and they will not condense even on the Eternal Xuan Ice. And what drips from the stalactite is the chalcedony true dew that is the most yin and cold in the world. This true dew is not only a rare spiritual object, but also an incurable poison, depending on how to use it.

She spread a roll of bamboo slips in front of her knees, slowly turning on her own with the sound of prayer. Every time a bamboo slip is opened, several or dozens of ancient seals will float up, flying around her. And on the bamboo slips that will be rolled up, there are constantly words falling back to their place. In a moment, the entire bamboo slip has been turned over, revealing the two seal characters on the frontispiece: "Reincarnation".

Seeing that the volume had been opened, she opened her eyes and said, "Fourth Captain, you are here." ”

Outside the cell door, Siyi, who had lost his whole body breath, was startled, laughed dryly, and said, "Miss Lingjue is really unique, it is my fourth child." ”

The girl knelt still, the cold fog around her was a little thicker, and said, "Fourth captain, since you have something to say, let's say it." ”

The four were startled again, and wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start, they were so anxious that they were panting, and a large cloud of white mist erupted from the cracks in the iron armor, and they were already a little incoherent: "This ...... Hmm, ah...... He ......"

The girl sighed faintly and interrupted Four: "Captain Four, I'...... I won't go to see Childe. ”

Stunned, silent, and hung his head and left.

The cold mist that could freeze the ancient beast in an instant had completely enveloped the girl. In the mist, she sat like water, two crystal tears escaped from the corners of her closed eyes, and turned into a mist around the sideburns of her cheeks.

After the silence, it was she who prayed softly: "May I bless the people whom I truly love, and be happy and safe in my life." ”

A little green rose from the cherry lips, fluttering, through the prison walls, cold rocks, the deep sea, the night sky, and disappeared into the depths of the endless starry sky.

A volume of "Reincarnation" was reopened in Yan.

She reopened "Samsara" and began to pray silently again. Just a few pages turned,

Important Statement: "All texts, directories, comments, pictures, etc., are published or uploaded by netizens and maintained or from search engine results, which are personal behaviors and have nothing to do with the position of this site.

To read more of the latest chapters, please return, and to support Dust, please go to major bookstores or online stores to purchase and read.

Copyright (C) 2008-2009 All Rights Reserved Black Dragon