Vol 2 Chapter 453: An Qisheng's attempt

"Things in the world are not black and white, right or wrong, nor are there only two options ..."
An Qisheng's expression did not move, and his voice drifted like smoke:
"Unfortunately, you can't see ..."
Call ~
The long laughter stopped abruptly.
"Yeah, I can't see ..."
Tianji Taoist's figure trembled slightly, the rickets visible to the naked eye went down, the silver-white beard hair suddenly lost its luster, and a thick and rotten atmosphere spread from its body.
Just like in a house that I haven't lived in for many years, the smell of all wooden beam furniture filled the entire cloud boat.
His eyes were muddy, his skin was ruined, his face was ruined, his vitality was high and low, and eventually disappeared.
he died.
"he died......."
Feeling the most familiar death, Yan Xiake was a little surprised, some could not believe it.
But this lifelessness made him have to believe.
This chirping old monster who has survived for thousands of years, died silently?
Before he entered the Tao, he had heard of the reputation of this celestial Taoist and knew that he had an unimaginable position in the practice of the Daqing Cultivation.
How awesome is the Millennium Spirit?
"The golden body will also wear out, and the Yuanshen will also rot ..."
Sa Wuling shook his head slightly.
In sixty years he saw more life and death, but the death of a Yuanshen still touched his heart.
What touched him was naturally not the life and death of heavenly Taoism.
It's how difficult it is.
The emperor's ten days, the World Tribulation, and the boundary between life and death.
Call ~
An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, the body of Tianji Taoist scattered with the wind, and a little remnant fell into the chessboard.
The chessboard shrinks, turning into a little aura.
An Qisheng was the best, and that aura of light had fallen in the palm of Sa Wuling.
"What do you see?"
Sa Wuling squeezed that aura, and his mind was calm.
Tianji Taoist people have been enlightened for thousands of years, and he has no idea what he has experienced along the way. The injury between the two beforehand was not the cause of his death.
The real reason is that his spirit and spirit have been instilled into the chessboard as the pieces dropped.
He knew in his heart that this was his limit.
But after seeing his teacher, he realized that he had nowhere to go.
There is no other way to live the future he sees.
"Keep it."
An Qisheng glanced at Wuling.
This chess board is the result of the connotation of Taoism and Taoism of the heaven and earth. If it can return one day, it may be an opportunity for it to enter the Tao again.
If you don't return, you can count as a treasure.
Sa Wuling nodded, but not too optimistic.
Throughout the ages, there are very few people who really involve the reincarnation of life and death, or that only one person can really believe people.
According to legend, the Netherworld King has a wonderful book in charge of the reincarnation of life and death, and can thus save others.
But it is only a legend. No one knows whether it is true.
Hum ~
At this time, the Bagua furnace made a huge buzz.
Then he emptied into a streamer and sank into An Qisheng's body.
Poof ~
The whole body was crimson, like a red iron, like Wang Wang, who pushed Jinshan down like a jade pillar and planted it on the cloud boat, making a heavy noise.
The lingering smoke rose.
Faintly, it seems to smell meat.
Wei Shaoyou's mouth twitched, and some could not believe that the monstrous man in front of him was the world of legends and legends in the later generations.
The big man who is called ‘innate first general, protecting the road with heart, Wang Tianjun, the three-fifth train, and the great spiritual officer of the psychic manifestation’.
It is different from the Heavenly Master who no one has ever seen before, and who has never seen it before.
This Wang Lingguan, but truly a shining figure in the Emperor's Eleventh Century.
Innate Lord,
A sacred god.
Dutian picket the great spirit officer.
There are many legends about him.
Of course, after this incident, he no longer believed in the legend.
Who could have imagined that the trivial matters recorded in only a few words in the legend have attracted so many great people.
Thanks to my good fortune, otherwise, I am afraid that my bones are all gone.
In contrast, a little embarrassment of Wang Dalingguan will naturally be accepted ...
"His physique is strong enough, but there is the influence of this old toad. After this refining or a period of trough, there is no future trouble. After that, you can pass on his twenty-four Huang Ting magic law."
An Qisheng glanced up at the sky, spitting blue smoke in his mouth, and his eyebrows were flushed with the golden glow of Wang evil.
"His magical powers can also be transformed into" eyes and eyes ", you must remember that when you teach him the magical methods."
"Listen to the teacher."
Sa Wuling had no choice but to nod his head.
Huang Ting's twenty-four gods are magical powers, their internal organs, their internal organs, their eyes, ears, nose, nose, and hair.
However, supernatural powers are not set in stone and can only be perfected through constant innovation.
Wang evil looked up to the sky, and most of his wicked energy dissipated, leaving only three points. Any anger was burned by the gossip fire.
At this time, you can see the white clouds and blue sky, feel the breeze, and feel like a rebirth.
After a long, long time, he relieved this breath and felt the hot eyebrows. He looked at An Qisheng with a complex face:
"You, what kind of fire are you?"
Wang E turned over and sat up, grabbed the void, and grabbed Yunxia to cover his body.
Recalling the flames in the gossip furnace, he felt a shudder in his heart.
After living all these years, he has never felt the taste of pain, letting any landslides and cracks, and even going to the sea to fight the pig king, he will not hurt him.
But the flame completely ignored his body, as if acting on his body and soul at the same time.
His heart was burning, and he was terrified.
"The fire in the Eight Diagrams furnace has three flavors. A man of heaven and earth is called Jingqi God. The essence, qi, and are made into Samadhi, and raising the fire transformed from the essence can be called the true fire of Sanwei. "
An Qisheng said.
The fire in the Eight Diagrams furnace is not nothingness, but the fire of his three flowers, which is also called Sanwei Zhenhuo.
Of course, his three flowers have not been consummated, and this fire has not yet achieved.
But it is not something that ordinary people can bear. If he is not under his control, even if the king is evil, it will have turned into gray ashes. What kind of golden eyes and fire eyes he wants to make is naturally a dream.
"Sanwei Zhenhuo ..."
Wang evil murmured to himself, awe in his heart, yearning for.
Since his birth until now, his strength and physique can push everything horizontally, even if he is not enemies, he will not be as powerful as the face of the three flavors of real fire.
"It turns out so ..."
Wei Shaoyou looked at this scene, suddenly in his heart.
According to legend, Wang Lingguan inherited the old Master's Lei Fa, but he also cultivated the fire method, and even preferred the fire method. The reason is here.
Sure enough, behind every legend, there are hidden things that ordinary people do not know.
just.......
Looking at An Qisheng, who was sitting still like a mountain and breathing like a starry sky, he was indifferent again.
From this point of view, this Tai Chi Taoist who has overwhelmed all people including Lao Tianshi, why did he reach the later generations, but did not even leave the legend of only a few words?
Who wiped out his deeds?
God?
still is.......
"Is there something wrong with the teacher? It's so urgent today ..."
At this time, Ye Xiaoyi bowed to ask.
She has been with An Qisheng for sixty years and is very familiar with him. He does not need to be impatient to do things.
But in this seal space, he seemed a bit eager.
"After waiting to go out, do your own thing without having to think too much."
An Qi grew up, gently under her feet, stepped into the air.
"teacher?"
Sa Wuling's heart moved, and he was about to speak, and the cloud boat under his seat had burst out, turning into a stream of light and falling into the void.
The moment disappeared.
The seal space seemed to be non-existent, and it easily crossed the void and returned to heaven and earth.
At this time the sunset west mountain, the sky was a fiery red clouds.
Beneath the clouds, the mountains stretch for a while.
"Huang Tian Shi Yu, the World Tribulation ..."
Sa Wuling stands above the cloud boat, overlooking the mountains, and has a dignified heart.
There is too much in this seal space, and in his state of mind, the game can't bear it.
The road ahead is difficult.
Not to mention the unknowable annihilation of the world, just the emperor's ten survivors, who were about to get out of trouble, made him heavy-hearted.
A ‘toad’ legal body that is not known for killing has already exceeded the limit that Yuanshen can cope with, what should its body be?
What about other emperors such as 鵼, 湹, 罴, blue wolf, python, ape, fox, etc.?
What kind of tyranny is the arrogant one who claims to be the most violent in killing?
"Hoo ~"
With a long breath of breath, Sa Wuling stepped on the foot, Yun Zhou broke through the sky, and went straight to Ezhou.
Even though there will be more difficulties in the future, the things to be done at this time cannot be abandoned halfway.
.......
Huh ~~
An Qisheng was standing on the barren hill, overlooking the surroundings, his eyes faint.
The space where the tomb of the ghost of the Netherworld ruled the town, "Dead", "Dead", "Death", "Revolution", "Rotating" each other, suppressing the old monster.
But this lifelessness should have condensed under the mountains and rivers and sealed the old demon.
And the flowers and trees originally looked like the outside world, like a small hole in heaven.
But at this time, the dead air was rolling in the mountains, the sky and the ground were full of dead gray, and the poison gas was unknown for thousands of thousands of miles. As far as the eye could see, all the flowers and plants withered.
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Otherwise, it is better than the ghost of Nether Palace, why did the "Old Master" in Wei Weiyou's memory suppress, not kill?
Who doesn't know that once and for all is good?
Not reluctantly, not really!
"Is it really immortal?"
An Qisheng whispered to himself, and took out the quaint "alchemy of alchemy" on the other side, or replaced the balance.
Since the zombie kings can be thrown on the black star, there is no reason why these old monsters cannot.
Bang!
The moment An Qisheng took out the altar, the mountains shook suddenly, countless earth and rocks rolled down from the peaks of the mountains, and the earth shook like waves.
Covered by earth and stone, ‘Toad’ suddenly opened his eyes.