Vol 3 Chapter 2443: Windfall

A sea.
In the ridiculously dark world, a green and clear sea appears suddenly, and the sea is pure, reflecting seven Montenegro.
Xiao Chen came to the beach, and his eyes were filled with thoughts and thoughts.
Before coming, I have already heard that the margin of this world is a bitter sea.
In the Lingyin Temple, the disciples who have experienced this experience, when they come to this place, can no longer move forward.
There are temple rules, but the bigger reason is that they can’t go out.
This sea is known as the bitter sea.
The Buddha’s words, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, since there is no bounds, nature can’t go out.
The world is bitter, life, old, sick, dead, resentful, hateful, love, and can not be asked, this piece of ocean and ocean, it brings together endless suffering, endless.
Once in the Kunlun world, Xiao Chen also faced a bitter sea, and there was a broken king above the bitter sea.
There are swords left by the Qing emperor, and there are countless souls and evil spirits, and the pain is entangled in the bitter sea.
For the bitter sea, Xiao Chen is no stranger.
However, this bitter sea in front of us is different from the bitter sea that Kunlun has seen. First of all, there is no land king, and there is no endless soul.
Secondly, this bitter sea is clear and pure, and there are seven reflections of Montenegro.
The brow gently picks, Xiao Chen’s line of sight falls on the opposite side of the bitter sea, and the third is Montenegro from the left.
That was his destination, and the seventh stroke of the Moye Broken Knife was hidden in it.
The half-month time that the virtual leaf gave him had been unconsciously for thirteen days, and he only had two days left.
If you are in this bitter sea, it will be impossible to get the knife.
Therefore, there is no 10% confidence that we cannot set foot on this sea.
Xiao Chen bent down and reached for a water, clear water. At the fingertips, a grain of grain fell, and the ticking was falling.
Every drop of water has a blurred reflection of Xiao Chen, trapped in it.
"Strange, is this really a bitter sea?"
Xiao Chen was puzzled, although many disciples of Lingyin Temple said that this was a bitter sea. It is obvious that Xiao Chen, who is really suffering from the sea, is not confused.
Hey!
The fingertips popped up with a smear of knife, and the knife light hit the surface of the water and flew forward. Wherever he went, he was shocked by a wave of waves, moving forward, flying all the time, flying all the time...
I have been unable to fly out of this sea all the time.
"interesting."
Xiao Chen held his chin and fell into meditation. Later he experimented with several methods, all of which were useless.
The foothills of Lingbi Mountain, under the golden body of the Buddha of Kaye, secretly observed the virtual clouds and the false leaves of Xiao Chen, each showing a smile.
"It seems that he can't walk out of this sea."
"Can't walk, can't blame us for not giving him a chance."
The two people are more relaxed about whether Xiao Chen can get the knife.
Xiao Chen was able to get the knife score, his strength increased greatly, and the Qinglian Ancient Lingling suppressed the Qinglian religion.
Can not find, the copy of the knife does not need to leak.
For Lingyin Temple, there is no loss, but unfortunately the younger brother can not think of this.
But the two decided that when Xiao Chen couldn't get out of this sea, he stepped out and walked away calmly.
"Weird... He saw it?"
"Can't you be so fast?"
Both the virtual cloud and the virtual leaf are a little surprised, and it seems a bit unexpected.
Isn’t Xiao Chen really going to be the first person to set foot on Montenegro for thousands of years?
Step by step, Xiao Chen looked calm and walked to the center of the sea to stop.
This way, the inexplicable pain in my heart, in my mind, is the bitterness of these years.
Especially the figure of Liu Ruyue, almost like a shadow, secretly seeking nothing, love to leave the pain, the world can not be described as words.
It’s painful and it’s going to collapse.
No wonder, no one can go out, every time you take a step, you have to endure the pain of almost collapse, whoever chooses to turn back.
Going back is the shore... But this shore, not the other side, is back to the origin.
Looking down, the sea is still clear and pure, and the water reflects seven Montenegro.
Everything looks like it seems normal.
But in the water, there is no reflection of himself. I think of the blurred scene in the grain of water that I am trapped in.
Every drop of water has his reflection, but the whole sea, but there is no visible shadow.
Before the association, many of the bitter sea distances mentioned by the disciples of Lingyin Temple were different.
Xiao Chen has already understood that this is not a bitter sea at all, but the sea of ​​his own heart.
There is a lot of pain in the heart, a sea of ​​condensation.
If you want to go to Montenegro, you have to get out of this bitter sea in your heart.
Therefore, it can be explained why every water droplet has its own figure trapped in it, but the whole sea surface does not have his reflection.
Because this sea is his own, how can he reflect himself.
Why no one is going out, it is this point that cannot be realized, and can not be aware of the deep illusion of himself, trapped in the sea of ​​bitterness in his heart.
Knowing this, if you want to go out, it is very simple.
How to break, close your eyes and see the sea in your heart, naturally you can walk out of the sea of ​​hearts.
Because he was not in the sea of ​​suffering at all, but in his illusion, he was trapped in his own bitter sea.
call out!
When Xiao Chen reopened his eyes, he found himself at the foot of Montenegro.
Looking back, in the distant place, a statue of Buddha with no expression is looming.
Xiao Chen smiled and knew that he had come out.
After looking back at the Quartet and making sure that he was at the foot of the third Montenegro from the left, Xiao Chen let go of his heart.
The mountain is full of flowers, in the land of sin, at the foot of Montenegro, actually opens the rare flower of the world.
"This is... flower?"
Xiao Chen has a slight glimpse. He has seen these flowers. The blood flower is a pure flower with a pure devil. It is a natural tonic for the magical warriors.
These are not important, what is important is that these flowers are particularly beautiful.
At least for a long time, Xiao Chen looked at it, and the whole Montenegro was almost similar to exotic flowers and plants.
The flower that was born at the foot of the mountain is the lowest of the grades.
"A good Baoshan!"
Xiao Chen whispered to himself, and his heart was overjoyed. The gods can be freely converted. No matter whether it is the aura or the magical god, there is no difference to him.
These treasures in the Lingyin Temple, which are shunned by others, are treasures in his eyes.
What is even more surprising is that it seems that no one has come here for a long time. Even if someone comes, it is estimated that they have not touched these magic flowers.
The eyes in this group of flowers, sweeping a circle, Xiao Chen vision finally fell on a conspicuous blood fruit.
The blood flower is extremely rare, but the result is even more difficult. It is not easy to get a fruit.
Now, with a glimpse of his eyes, he saw a fruit.
Other magical warriors look at the treasure of the eternal blood flower, Xiao Chen does not look at it, take this blood fruit.
Picking up this fruit, Xiao Chen was slightly indulged and swallowed it.
Then sitting cross-legged, the magic cloud swallows the sky quickly.
In the sea of ​​the gods, the aura of blood and fruit is like a river that flows into the sea of ​​the gods.
After the semi-column is fragrant, the medicinal properties are refining.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his eyes flashed. This fruit has at least 10,000 years of age.
Under this, directly let it be refined into a fine.
You must know that he is now the realm of the Second Emperor, and that the semi-column incense will be improved by 10%. It is conceivable how terrible it is.
You can look at the magic flower of the mountains and the wild, but Xiao Chen feels that this is not a big deal. If he absorbs it all, he is promoted to a three-dimensional emperor in a short time.
"This trip, even if I didn't find the knife, I got a big win."
Xiao Chen got up, with a faint smile on his face, this mountain magic flower is really a big surprise.
It is estimated that these accidents, the virtual cloud master and the virtual leaf abbot did not think.
Xiao Chen calculated in his heart that I have little time left, and these magical flowers can only be absorbed by the most precious.
It’s not a million years of spirit, it’s definitely not a waste, it’s a waste of time.
The idea was settled, and Xiao Chen and this mountain began to madly scrape.
He didn't know if these magical flowers and fruits had left the Montenegro for medical effects.
They were all refining on the spot. In just two days, Xiao Chenxiu was soaring in madness and climbed all the way to reach the peak of the Second Emperor.
Seeing, Xiao Chen broke through and broke the bottleneck.
Relying on this mountain full of magic flowers, the promotion of the three-pulse emperor, the virtual cloud master and the virtual leaf abbot on Lingbi Mountain, is anxious.
With Xiao Chen madly hunting, this Lingshan Mountain has a hint of silk cracks.
"I didn't even think about this. I can't let him go any further. Montenegro's magic has lost too much, and the balance between good and evil is too big."