Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 190
The sky beyond Xuanhuang, the sky beyond the sky...

Is it a person?

Even worshiping the sky, I couldn't help but feel moved, and felt that my long-held belief that "the Tao is indescribable" was shaken.

Road to Road, very Avenue.

Famous, very famous.

The Dao is indescribable, indescribable, indescribable, and indescribable, which is the powerful foundation of the Destiny.

however.

He unexpectedly saw a person, to be precise, a humanoid creature at the origin of the world where all the indescribable destinies were.

what does this mean?
mean……

Behind the law of man, the law of earth, the law of heaven, and Tao, is man himself the Tao?

If so,

Then the other destiny served by the common people in this world, what kind of path are they taking to turn themselves into the appearance of neither human nor ghost?

"That figure..."

The leader of BAITIAN has a complicated heart.

It was also at this time that he never felt that there were eight words, which could describe the scene he saw when he witnessed the destiny with great accuracy.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

Is the person outside the human being still a human being?

Is the sky outside the sky the sky I think it is?

"What is the truth of the world?"

At this moment, the leader of BAITIAN, who had leveled Shouyang Mountain, stood between the vast sky and the earth, and fell into an unprecedented mood of confusion and seeking knowledge. He looked out of the sky:

"What is a human, and what is the sky? In this world, is there really an end to the sky? What kind of world is it other than Xuantian and Huangtian? Who is that person?"

Gradually, the eyes of Lord BAITIAN began to ripple like a lake.

The sky behind, the black clouds, also seemed to be smashed by a strong force, and the wind was surging, forming a huge vortex, accompanied by the constant shaking of the heart of the worship leader.

He looked up at the sky, held the sword in his hand, and murmured: "I want to know... I want to gain the Tao... I want to understand the truth of everything!"

At this time, the Lord BAITIAN gradually lost sight of that gentle temperament, but replaced it with a disturbed urgency and agitation.

that's it.

The man in white, who had no rival in the whole world, murmured to the sky and himself blankly, like a lonely soul, and began to wander between the heaven and the earth.

This wandering is ten days.

It was also discovered by the worshipers of the BAITIAN Sect for the first time.

Zhao Tianlai was pleasantly surprised when he heard that the leader destroyed Shouyang Mountain, Cijingzhai, and the three extremely optimistic souls, and then he was shocked when he heard the leader's bewildered and lonely actions.

"How could this be?" She couldn't believe it.

Inside the church, all the high-ranking elders of BAITIAN Sect also thought about it.

Until an elder said temptingly:
"The leader looks like this, why does he look like a picture..."

As soon as the word "Zhou Xiang" comes out.

The hall was silent.

"Impossible!" Zhao Tianlai denied it.

The other elders are also incredible.

It's normal for the two words of appearance to happen to all the cultivators in the world.

It means falling into the state of being infinitely close to the destiny and endlessly searching for the Tao. Don’t you know that the world is boundless, and people also have limits.

Ninety-nine percent of the immortal cultivators in the world maintain a delicate balance with the boundless and mysterious rules represented by the destiny.

Neither too far from the Tao nor too close to the Tao.

Immortal cultivators didn't know what to do at the beginning, and they directly accepted the huge amount of information contained in the corner of destiny without preparation, and then they were instantly backlashed, becoming inhuman, their skin peeled off, and all kinds of weirdness appeared.

But who is the Lord of Worship?
He is the most powerful man in the world.

As the number one powerhouse in the world, how could he not be able to grasp that sense of proportion?
Can be photographed?
Especially the leader who is already very close to Xuantian, his ability to grasp the measure should be the best in the world.

"Regardless of whether the leader has lost his face or not, we cannot watch the leader go on like this."

A senior elder said:
"I propose to communicate with the Hierarch with the Heavenly Sacrifice Talisman."

Zhao Tianlai is very reluctant to admit that her leader has a picture. She can hardly imagine what kind of thing will make the leader who is invincible in her mind fall into a mental prison and cannot get out.

However, he still chose to adopt the suggestion of the high-ranking elder.

As a result, a vortex lit up between the eyebrows. In the vortex, the sun and the moon rose and fell, the universe was reversed, and the two air currents of black and yellow circulated, releasing energy to the outside world.

And it worked.

Soon.

A man in white came directly from the void outside the temple.

"What is the sky? Is there a sky in the sky? How can there be people in the sky?"

A group of cultivators, elders and Zhao Tianlai heard the murmur of the man in white who returned to the church:
"Is that person a human being? If so, who is he?"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Tianlai stepped forward and asked with concern.

"What's beyond the sky?" The man in white just talked to himself, repeating to himself: "How can there be people beyond the sky? Is there a sky beyond the people?"

All the masters of Blessing Heaven and Zhao Tianlai looked at each other.

Then he saw his leader sitting on the throne of his leader leaning on the three-foot sharp edge without the tip of the sword, and said to himself: "What is it?"

Someone tentatively said to Zhao Tianlai:
"With the leader like this, will the Xuantian Great Sacrifice still be held as scheduled?"

The Xuantian Grand Sacrifice is a great day to awaken Xuantian.

Zhao Tianlai looked at his leader, and immediately said: "It will be held as scheduled, maybe the power of the great sacrifice can just restore the leader's mind."

But at this moment.

A voice came from outside:
"Saint, the congregation in charge of monitoring the flesh and blood of the Buddha Mother Temple at the Buddha Mother Temple has sent a tip that the Buddha Mother's flesh and blood are shrinking, and the Buddha Mother Temple has been exposed again!"

"what?"

Zhao Tianlai's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the other people:

"Could it be Tiantianlong?"

"Impossible, it is impossible for him to ascend to the sky!"

"Someone found that the hand protruding from the flesh and blood... had changed palm lines."

……

Around the Fomu Temple, the mountains made of flesh and blood are still wriggling.

But it does not expand externally.

Instead, it shrinks inward.

Bursts of Buddhist chanting and sandalwood are normal to seep out of the flesh and blood.

The key is.

Countless palms protruding from the flesh and blood danced towards the sky and grabbed and shook. In the palms, they had become the palm prints of a human being.

………………

"My Shouyang Mountain...was destroyed..."

In the capital at this time.

Li Hankong, Liu Ji, and Taoist Songxi, who had already arrived in Yujing City, heard the news of the destruction of Shouyang Mountain.

Li Hankong's eyes darkened.

"I, the master door is gone."

"Li Jianxian, don't be too desperate, it is said that Daoist Mei was not killed that day..."

…………

In the Heavenly Cave of Shouyang Mountain.

As far as the eye can see, they are all dense white bones, and a strong killing spirit lingers on each bone.

Here.

It is the cave of the old Tianming Bingzhu, or it can be said to be the cave, the world, where the Bingzhu sleeps.

In the sea of ​​bones formed by the crowd of skeletons and white bones, a big hole was opened there, and milky white bone marrow liquid dripped down like slurry. Below it was a sacred mountain that rose up to the sky.

And on the edge of the cave that day.

There was a tall skeleton, still stained with flesh and blood, crawling up from the cave that day, crawling among the sea of ​​white bones.

"Ah..."

Even real Tianmei, who is as powerful as the number one sword saint in the world, at this time, after coming to the world of destiny, he has become the smallest mortal. He was originally [-]% bones and [-]% flesh and blood. After entering here, every Every second, the flesh on his body was being removed.

with the passage of time.

All the flesh and blood on Master Tianmei's body was scraped clean with one knife at a time.

But soon.

Then new flesh and blood grew.

Once again, he suffered from the invisible Lingchi of this sea of ​​bones.

This.

It is the destiny of the soldier master.

He is in charge of human bones, tyranny, and killing. He is the master of the bones of all living beings, and he finds pleasure in the killing. Those who serve him either use the pain caused by self-abuse to please the military master, or... they become endless killings , to please the military master.

What Tianmei endured was not only the pain of Ling Chi, but also the pain of mind.

In front of his eyes, the scenes of Shouyang Mountain being destroyed by Baitian, and the world-suppressing divine sword falling into the hands of Baitian were constantly circulating.

This is double pain and abuse of mind and body.

that's it.

He tormented towards the central crawler of this sea of ​​bones.

There.

There is a throne made of white bones and skulls, and a creature sits faintly on it.

That is the soldier.

Daoist Tianmei, in the endless cycle of torture and abuse like an endless purgatory, approached, approached, and approached the military master, one of the four great destiny in the past.

(End of this chapter)