Han Shi's heart shook slightly, not because he killed Zhang Mubai so easily, but because, at the moment he killed Zhang Mubai, he actually felt an unsatisfactory fluctuation from this heart, although it was just a trace of thought, it shocked him.

Although the heart is an extremely important organ, I have never heard of the heart itself producing thoughts.

Suddenly, Han Shi's pupils contracted, and the outer flesh wall under his feet squirmed, slowly devouring Zhang Mubai's body, and less than ten polyps recovered the wall as before.

Everything that Zhang Mubai left behind in the world disappeared with this devouring, and only this person's storage bag flew into his hand under Han Shiyi's summons.

Han Shi didn't have time to check, put away the storage bag, he pondered for a moment, and walked towards his heart instead of retreating.

The beating of the heart has reached a negligible level, only by closing his eyes and listening for a long time can he hear a faint sound, Han Shi pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a spiritual consciousness that was countless times stronger gushed out, enveloping the heart, his own spiritual consciousness was greatly restricted in the body of this turtle beast, and it was difficult to enter if it was less than three inches, and it would consume a lot of spiritual power, if it was forced, I am afraid that it would suffer from the spiritual consciousness in less than ten breaths, hurting himself.

With the help of the power of the gray stone, the strength of his spiritual consciousness was at least hundreds of times that of his own, and the huge heart gradually became transparent in Han Shi's eyes, and everything in it gradually became clear.

A butterfly, maintaining the posture of spreading its wings and flying, stays in the middle of the heart.

The butterfly remained motionless, as if frozen in amber, as if it had spent endless years in this heart, but still maintained its original form.

It seems that it will always be it and will not change anything with the passage of time.

At first glance, this butterfly looked like a butterfly fluttering on the wildflowers in the countryside, and there was nothing special about it, but when Han Shi looked at it again, he saw a trace of hidden beauty in this butterfly, and this beauty was like a hollow valley orchid, hidden in the deep mountains and unknown to anyone, and it was impossible to feel it if it was not a person who was staring with his heart.

This beauty is indescribable, can only be tasted silently in the heart, the more you taste, the more you can feel the beauty of this butterfly, this beauty makes all those who see butterflies, will be silent.

The butterfly's eyes are like dots of ink, revealing wisps of ghostly light.

Han Shi's heart was shocked, and a wonderful feeling arose in his heart, he seemed to be able to feel that although the butterfly was motionless, it seemed to be looking at him, such a silent gaze was like a kind of communication across time and space.

It's just that he can't see anything from the butterfly's gaze, and there is only a blur in his heart.

When Han Shi was alert and looked away slightly, a strong and incomparable sense of loss suddenly appeared in his heart, which made him can't help but turn his head to look at the butterfly again, to immerse himself in the beauty, and this time, he found again that the beauty he saw was only a part of the butterfly, the more carefully he looked at it, the more shocking his heart became, his eyes were bright, and he was gradually reluctant to look away.

In this butterfly, what he sees is not only beauty, he seems to see the taste of time, he seems to see the fate of the butterfly, and at the same time, he also seems to see his own destiny.

Gradually, his fate and the fate of the butterfly were intertwined, and finally the two became compatible, and the butterfly became him, and he became the butterfly.

Han Shi's gaze revealed a trace of confusion, the whole person, standing in front of the huge heart, his breath gradually weakened, and the monks who died here one by one before, the only difference is that if Han Shi dies here, his backbone is still straight.

Even he was vigilant, but he still couldn't get rid of such a result, this time, even the gray stone breath in Han Shimei's heart was also shrinking sharply with the decline of Han Shi's breath.

If the gray stone has a spirit, it will be like Han Shi at this moment, falling into a deep confusion.

The most powerful force in this world is not ruthless, but affectionate, deepest affection, even the reincarnation of the years can not erase the love, and the depths of this love, is a beautiful scene and memory, many people, even those who are at the top of the cultivation, their courage and determination to continue to live, comes from this love and memory, the memory can bring him warm beauty, this butterfly brings Han Shi the feeling, is such a supreme beauty, although he has no love for this butterfly, but such a beauty, but it has the origin of love。

Wu Tian, who was in the gray stone, his complexion changed greatly at this moment, and the aura around him suddenly completely solidified, and his cultivation in the spirit period was suddenly imprisoned, unable to move at all, and the space around him began to transform into scenes, which made him stunned, and there was a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

In these scenes, there are many things that he has kept secret in his heart for countless years.

His life has gone through thousands of years, and there are many memories that even he himself can no longer distinguish between truth and falsehood, and some memories have long been forgotten by him under his deliberate indifference, and if no one specifically mentions this deliberate forgetfulness, it will be like those faint scars, which are the marks of eternity, but they have long been forgotten.

Maybe some people are like that scar, bringing only painful memories to others, and the scar is easy to forget, what about people?

Wu Tian couldn't move, he couldn't even close his eyes, he could only look at the scenes, which flashed in front of his eyes, and then awakened his long-sleeping memories, painful joys, all awakened.

Even Sima Yun and Qianyan, who had lost their memory, suddenly had a dream in their hearts at this moment, and their faces were cloudy.

Even the star refining pot and blood-colored scimitar in the gray stone space, the green pill in Han Shi's dantian, and all kinds of treasures in his storage bag all fell into silence, and even the cyan heart candle in Han Shi's deepest heart was like being invaded by a strong wind at this moment, and under the swaying, the candlelight became weak, and the green intent that originally permeated the surroundings shrank greatly, and the black, which had almost disappeared, suddenly appeared, surrounding the blue candle that was almost on the verge of extinguishing.

In the last moment before Han Shi's consciousness fell into a blur, he had a moment of lucidity.

He finally understood at this moment why there were so many monks like him, who knew that the road ahead was extremely dangerous, but still chose to continue walking, not only because of curiosity, but also because of the nine* The attraction that emanates invisibly makes those monks who walk into the depths of the cave have been controlled by this attraction without knowing it, and they walk in step by step, and that layer of white light curtain is probably part of the formation, in order to prevent those who approach, so some people can enter, and some people will die in the cave.

And he, at this moment, understood.

This Thunder Mountain, this Sea of Clouds, this entire Thundercloud Secret Realm, and even this entire Lost Land, I am afraid that it is a formation, a huge formation, and what this formation suppresses is not this thousands of feet of Xuanwu, but the butterfly not far in front of him, this Nine * wrapped in the heart, this Xuanwu is just one of the links in the formation of suppressing Nine *.

Those who die here will not understand until they die.

It's ridiculous that he himself, although he comprehended the truth in an instant, he still has to die here like those people, maybe some people will be like him Han Shi, who realized everything before he died, but it was too late.

Feeling that the connection between his mind and the gray stone was suddenly cut off, Han Shi didn't even have time to react, and his consciousness had fallen into a cloud of chaos, this was really the biggest life and death crisis of Han Shi's cultivation so far, and even the gray stone that seemed to be able to resist everything was no longer his backing at this moment.

The only thing Han Shi can rely on is himself, and this catastrophe is the real death catastrophe!