Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 110 Heavenly Book·Han Ye
The fire of the burning talisman is like a breeze blowing over a flower, without a speck of dust on the petals.

Chen's clean body exudes infinite beauty.

Tranquility means breaking the connection with Haotian, disappearing from this world, and becoming an untouchable existence.

Tens of thousands of years have passed in the world of Haotian, and the last person who cultivated such an unfathomable realm was the awakener of Haotian, a gambler.

Apocalypse Shenhui fell in strands from the clear sky, but it slid off Chen's shoulder like flowing water.

At this time, Chen seemed like a sculpture made of transparent ice crystals, sitting quietly on the street, isolating everything around him.

Standing in the forest, Li Qingshan felt the scenery of Suzaku Street in the distance, and couldn't help feeling worried.

"I once asked Qi Shan what state the master is in."

"Qishan guessed that Master should be the most sublime and quiet state of that school."

"Even us practitioners can't imagine it."

"Now the master has obtained such a mystery, nephew, what should you do?"

The sea of ​​flames all over the sky melted, and Han Ye floated down in front of Chen.

He reached out to touch him, but was blocked by an unknowable force.

There was a golden light on Han Ye's hand, which meant that the Buddha Sect King Kong was not bad.

But the defense around Chen is not solid rock, so King Kong can't break it.

Frost floats above the golden light, peace is not life, and silence cannot be broken.

The golden light dissipated, the ice and snow melted, and Han Ye's hand turned grayish white that flickered on and off.

Without any obstruction, the transparent hand stretched in. Because it was empty, it couldn't be touched, but when it became real, it was isolated.

A smile appeared on Han Ye's face.

"As expected of the seventh realm of Taoism."

"It's a pity that you met me."

Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Han Ye who was sitting cross-legged with him.

His eyes did not have any fluctuations, like a clear pond, reflecting everything.

"The realm of Taoism, after all, is finally linked to the way of heaven."

"Your tranquility can isolate Haotian, but can it isolate the world?"

As the words fell, a blood-colored lotus flower suddenly appeared on the ground where Han Ye was sitting cross-legged. The lotus had 32 petals, each with different petals.

"Since you are in peace, the best way is to make you dirty."

"Liansheng 32, body and mind are filthy, petals are filthy!"

In Xicheng, the surface of a pot of soaked raw dog meat was covered with blood water, and the blood water condensed into a frothy petal and flew towards the sky.

In Dali Temple, in the gloomy and dark dungeon, moss that has been accumulated for hundreds of years and soaked in the excrement, urine, blood and blood of countless executed prisoners formed a piece of pickled petals and floated out.

The red sleeve move, the black hair between the seams that has been fed for a long time by power, lust, gathers into a piece of oily petals and flies in the wind.

The fish and dragon gang gambling shop, the filthy dirt accumulated on the piles of money squirmed into adults, forming a piece of greedy petals that twisted and floated in the air.

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Numerous flower petals of different colors, exuding all kinds of sins in the world, flew from all over Chang'an and fell from the sky.

Wrap Chen in it.

Like a shy lotus bud waiting to be released, and like a furnace for alchemy, it is just to wipe out the unworldly realm of this door.

Zhishouguan, the kingdom of gems.

'Pu Chi Pu Chi'

Han Ye, who was naked, was still beating the other three things with a wooden stick.

Li Slowly, Jun Mo, and Yu Lian sat naked in front of him, looking at each other.

"What is Han Ye doing?" Jun Mo asked.

"Since he can wake the three of us out of this pale world, he must be looking for a way out."

Li slowly told the two of his guesses, but when he saw Yu Lian, his face turned red, and he put his hands in front of his lower abdomen calmly.

Seeing that Yu Lian's gaze was still on Han Ye, he secretly breathed out.

"Han Ye didn't pay attention at the Academy." Yu Lian said suddenly.

"What's the use of learning this now?"

Jun Mo was puzzled, the academy didn't care about it, this is an artistic conception that the master would teach every academy student when recruiting.

It is also a question that must be taken in the back mountain of the academy, and a gentleman is not a weapon.

It means: a learned and cultivated person should not be just a tool for use.

A gentleman is not attached to things, he should do whatever he wants, respond to all changes with the same, and find his own "Tao".

The master didn't specifically tell you to cultivate this artistic conception, but hoped that everyone in the academy could do what they like, and they should do it to the extreme.

Therefore, this academy is not intended to be regarded as only a magical secret method for beginners in the academy.

But now that Han Ye is so immersed in it, there must be a big mystery!
"Transfer our innocence to him." Yu Lian said.

Jun Mo nodded, and Li slowly nodded with his face flushed.

"Eldest brother, what's wrong with you, why are you carrying it on your back?" Jun Mo patted Li Slowly on the shoulder, only to find that his body was extremely hot.

"It's okay, let's start quickly." Li's voice came slowly with a dry mouth.

Yu Lian's complexion remained unchanged, he raised his hand, and a stream of ever-changing aura continuously entered Han Ye's body.

"Lee take it easy, don't hide, you're not as big as my old lady, hurry up."

on the long street.

A blood-colored lotus bud took root in the ground, exuding a strange and dark meaning.

Suddenly, a lotus petal slowly opened from it.

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Ye's mouth.

Among the lotus buds, Chen's pure body is being pierced by countless filthy and sinful roots.

Thousands of silk threads grow from the rhizomes, spreading all over Chen's body.

Greedily sucking the cultivation in the body, at the same time injecting deadly human poison into it.

spiritual world.

A light boat is struggling to hold on in the stormy waves.

Standing on the boat, Chen looked at the endless sea of ​​blood around him, his eyes full of despair.

Every drop of water turned up by the waves in the sea seems to contain the painful memory of a dying person in the world.

Part of Chen's green shirt was wet, and blood pooled inside the green boat.

"It's only a matter of time before the boat sinks into this sea of ​​filth and sin."

"Forget it, leave it to fate."

"Perhaps, this is God's will."

The blood lotus buds on the street suddenly bloomed, and the endless petals drew back their roots and danced in the air.

The blood streaked out, as if dissipating the filth.

In the end, the color faded into pieces of white lotus petals as pure as water, which were contained in Han Ye's body.

Chen opened his eyes weakly. He was skinny and gray-haired, like a centenarian.

And Han Ye's body in front of him was crystal clear, like it was made of jade.

The petals fell, and Han Ye slowly opened his eyes.

Raise your hand, and a world made of vitality floats in the palm of your hand.

In the middle of the world, the mountains are high and the water is long, surrounded by clouds and fog.

It's for the Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Realm!
Han Ye withdrew his vitality world and stepped out.

The figure appeared thousands of miles away.

Academy, no distance realm!
Han Ye opened his mouth and took a breath.

A large amount of heaven and earth vitality was absorbed into the body as a funnel.

Buddha sect, immeasurable!
The endless Haotian divine brilliance descended from the sky, and Han Ye's aura suddenly rose.

Daomen, Apocalypse!
Han Ye waved his sleeves, and Haotian Shenhui suddenly lost the target of assistance, and turned into light spots and scattered in the air.

Daomen, be quiet!
Chen's head was covered with white hair, and his old face looked up at the bright sun above the sky.

"He is invincible in the world."

Han Ye's figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in the sky above Zhishouguan.

With one move with one hand, the seven volumes of heavenly scriptures flew out of the temple, circling around Han Ye.

(End of this chapter)