This saint is too cruel

Chapter 188 Strange Dream
"I have practiced the ominous method, surpassing the Kunlun clan, but why can't I be freed!" the old man said.

"Ominous method?" Ye Wuyou was startled subconsciously.

"Because of yourself!"

"Myself?"

"Back then you returned to Kunlun because of your own selfish thoughts, and now you have shattered Kunlun because of your own selfish thoughts. God has forgiven you, but you can't forgive yourself."

"Really?" The old man's eyes burst into flames, and he turned into Shen Xi and came out of the palace to stare at the towering holy mountain, and said, "Ominousness compels the heaven and the earth, this is determined by the law, what has it to do with me?"

"With a single thought from the gods and demons, no one forces you to do anything!"

"Hehe..." The old man's laughter was very long and cold, like a mournful cry in a deep valley.

"You have broken the Kunlun Formation and turned Kunlun Lake into a Kunlun Mirror, so why not refine Kunlun Mountain?"

"It's not true, so I just take everything here!" The old man was very direct and very arrogant.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The extremes of things will be reversed. Kunlun Mountain is too strong, and you will be refined by it. I advise you to stop!"

"When I walked out of this mountain, I made an oath that I would come back one day. Even if I come back, I won't get the true meaning, so I can only refine you."

"Haha... Then do it, after you do it, you will get the so-called true meaning."

The old man turned up and down, muttering words in his mouth.

The Yueya God Lake was turbulent and violent, and the entire lake was floating in the air, turning into an ancient mirror with vicissitudes of life.

The ancient mirror swayed waves of immeasurable morality, and ripples swept across the sacred mountain, forming faint halos to cover the sacred mountain.

The shadow of the sacred mountain began to be reflected in the ancient mirror, and gradually changed from blurred to outline.

The sacred mountain is also in turmoil, and the rumbling sound is mysterious and unpredictable, which merges with the ancient mirror and interweaves and blends with each other.

The breaths of the two are merging, very soft and gentle, there is no earth-shaking shock, and there is no scene of earth-shattering.

Logically speaking, such a powerful process of devouring and counterattacking, refining and being refined, is head-to-head, and the sky is falling apart.

However, everything here is like a breeze, with only wisps of breeze blowing by, so natural and stable.

"Is this the most primitive true meaning of the Dao? Everything is in harmony, and it happens naturally."

Ye Wuyou sighed subconsciously.

The ancient mirror is devouring the sacred mountain, constantly outlining the appearance of the sacred mountain in its mirror.

At the same time, Shenshan is also diluting the ancient mirror, blending the atmosphere in the ancient mirror and bringing it out. There was a torrential rain, and it re-gathered at the original location of Crescent Lake, gradually forming a new lake.

"No reason!"

The old man was coughing up blood, he was at his wits' end, and even with all his strength, he couldn't reverse the situation.

The breath of the ancient mirror continued to overflow, and the heavy rain formed continued to form larger and larger lakes below.

At the same time, the sacred mountain outlined in the ancient mirror is becoming more and more clear, but the area that can be outlined is getting smaller and smaller.

"This is the true meaning you want!" A voice came from the mountain.

"So the true meaning is death?" said the old man.

"Death is reincarnation, this is the true meaning!"

"So, I don't need the truth anymore!" The old man was very stubborn.

He was shocked violently, a mysterious aura gushed out from his body, and all his aura wrapped around him merged into the ancient mirror.

"boom!"

Gu Jing released a breath, directly sealed the temple to isolate the inside and outside, and then fled away with the ancient temple.

"what!"

Ye Wuyou suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing to his heart, as if he wanted to smash his heart into pieces.

He woke up with a start, opened his eyes suddenly, and the floor was drenched with sweat.

He is still kneeling in the ancient temple, and the sound of chanting is still continuous here.

"La la, did you see, who is that old man I dreamed about just now?" Ye Wuyou asked.

(End of this chapter)