Chapter 2128

He rubbed his eyebrows, and he couldn't remember what happened last night.

Suddenly, a very strong thirst surged up. He sat up from the couch, lighting an oil lamp on the wooden table. The light such as beans was very weak, and the remaining oil was not much. With a gap of tea, he reached out almost without thinking about it, but at this time, his fingers seemed to touch something, and a piece of yellow paper fell gently.

He startedled, stooped, picked it up, and looked at the light, seeing a few lines of handwriting written in cinnabar above, a few pens were like blood stains, and looked very dazzling.

"Transcript of a day, do not drink water."

"Transcript on the 2nd, don't leave Inn."

"Third-day transcript, don't remove the mask."

What does it mean? Don't drink water? Don't leave this Inn?

mask? What mask?

He touched his cheek, there was only rough skin between the tentacles, and there was nothing on at all.

He just shook the yellow paper, and he was puzzled again. The handwriting was clearly written by himself. Judging from the transcript, he should have been here for 3 days, but his memory is still there last night. that moment.

He was a little uncertain right now. Was it really written by himself?

When the idea came here, he suddenly frowned. Who was he? What are you doing here again?

Seems like I can't remember.

He thought hard for a long time, but felt that there was something there, but he couldn't catch it, he felt very boring, and unconsciously reached out and lifted the kettle, shaking it, he could feel that there was only a sip of water in it.

He licked his chapped lips, thinking of what was written on the paper, be hesitant, and finally put it down, but felt that the house was very boring, so he left the bed and rose to open the window.

It was another silent thunder, and the window shone brightly. He glanced casually, but his eyes were frozen, a silhouette hanging from a tree trunk in the distance, which was suspected to be A person can see that long hair spread out, covering his face.

But when he wanted to see more clearly, everything outside fell into darkness.

He was tense for no reason, and could not help but take a breath, but he didn't even realize that this reaction became more and more like a flesh and blood person, not the original Heavenly Demon anymore.

Put down the branch window, insert the wooden tip tightly, and sit back on the bed, but at this moment, the body was slightly stiff.

He felt that there was another person on the couch, and he was now lying behind him.

He turned his body slowly, but the moment he turned his head back, the oil lamp struggled and bounced a few times, and finally came to an end, and suddenly went out, and the inside of the guest house became dark and disappeared.

He didn't say a word, slowly reached out his hand, and tried to find out, there was nothing like empty Ruye there.

As if the choked throat was loosened, he put out a long breath, stretched out his hand and grabbed it on the wooden table 2 times, and soon touched the tea cup, regardless of the reminder on the yellow paper, took it to the inside I drank the rest of the water and drank it so that there were no drops of water.

A deep sense of exhaustion came up, and I could not wait to sleep.

The only remaining piece of spiritual intelligence in his mind told him that absolutely cannot fall asleep, or it will definitely lose something, and may even sink forever.

He judged that all the roots should come from this body. If he can escape from it, he can be relieved ...

However, he just raised this idea, but a great fear came and told him that if he fleshly body was finished like this, then he would die as a result, and even this might be implicated elsewhere.

As for what it was, I only felt faintly related to myself, but couldn't recall it.

He worked hard to overcome the fear, instead of ignoring the exhaustion and hunger of his body, but sat down on his knees, and sat there motionless, following that trace of aura.

Under such insomnia, without eating or drinking, his body is gradually drying up, but a little aura is always extinguished, and the loss of fleshly body makes his mind gradually lively.

I don't know how long in the past, a voice whispered in his ear: "Do not sacrifice the world, do not have spirit; do not give up flesh, do not enter Netherworld."

2 Before the realm closed, Sima Quan was unable to respond for a long time, and was originally prepared to send Clone again. However, at this time, he seemed to notice something, but stood up and went in.

At the next moment, he found himself standing inside the realm with dark surrounding cages on all four sides. Not far in front of him, there was a yellow robe daoist sitting with his back to him, and at the same time a deep and ethereal voice came. "What you have just experienced is the existence of your human nature. Only by passing away can you become the true demon of Xuanyin. Why are you not willing?"

Sima Quan can understand the meaning of this statement, but although he is the body of Mysterious Yin Heavenly Demon, he is a classic from the cultivation Underworld Spring Sect. It is not a born Demon, and is still a cultivator in essence, so he cannot really play Mysterious Yin Heavenly Demon. Of course, he also has his own place to place, but if he dispels humanity, then he can undoubtedly play a more powerful divine ability than before.

But he thought for a moment, but firmly said: "Abandon people's hearts, I don't want to, and I'm born as a person, I should be a person."

The so-called person here is not the mortal body, but the cognition of the self. As long as he recognizes the identity of being a human, no matter how the Dharma Body changes, it is not a Demon. Because the divine ability change is often exhaustive, so the different Dao Law Spiritual Will will be different.

The yellow robe daoist, whose back was facing him, didn't speak anymore, stood up, walked into the dark depths, his steps were unpleasant, but he went quickly, and soon disappeared into the darkness and never saw him again.

Sima Quan stood up, the surrounding scenes were shattered, still standing in front of the Inn, reaching out, groping on his face, but taking off that mask, for a while, the weakness The feeling quickly left him, and some already fading consciousness also emerged clearly.

He is no longer flesh and blood, and his body is filled with the majestic magic power of destroying the Heavens and exterminating the Earth.

The mask still had a weird smile. Until now, he still couldn't figure out whether he had already worn the thing as soon as he entered here, or later he wore it in a fantasy state.

He made a silent investigation and found that he had inexplicably realized a divine ability, and perhaps he should not have said so, but when it was said that it should have been the means that he possessed, it was only because Dao Law was not completely unable to perform, and now he has experienced this. The twists and turns seem to be drawn out by people.

This divine ability can not only reshape the flesh for himself or even countless Demons, but also can match his desires when facing the enemy, turning the opponent into a flesh and making him consider himself a mortal, just as he has experienced The fantasy-like scenes are so ordinary, so that there is a monstrous cultivation and I no longer know how to perform, and can only fall into Mortal World and be constantly consumed by consciousness until it is defeated and dispersed.

At this point he understood it. The daoist didn't mean to persuade himself to become a Demon completely, but only to give him a chance to choose, or to abandon others for the devil, or to practice the devil, and he made the latter choice.

He walked forward with a big sleeve, and entered into the Inn again, but the scene inside was already quite different. What appeared to his before one's eyes was a rolling Underworld River. I do n’t know where to come, it is hard to see the end.

After he glanced at it, there was no be hesitant. He stepped in and made a loud noise, and he was caught in the deep river of muddy, and then went all the way to the unknown place with the current of Pentium.

In Azure Domain Palace, Zhang Yan glanced at the gates of the 2 realms. Only at that moment, he felt an obscure mighty force, which was probably left by Hidden Tomb Ancestral Master, and the specific situation in it can wait for Sima Ask after Quan returns.

After turning his mind, he took his mind away and continued to stare at the movements in the Solitary Void. After a long time, he felt a sense of Sense rising in his heart, looking towards a certain place.

Looking for Good Fortune Essence, unless you cultivate to the level of Dade, there is a magical tool to help you, and to a large extent rely on your own machine that's all.

At this time, it was Rendudaoist who was the first to find it, and found a Good Fortune Remnant Disk. Although it is a very small one, Ji Zhuang may use this to see the existed Divided Spirit, so He did not hesitate, immediately raised his fist, and then punched off!

Rendudaoist already sensed the Good Fortune Accumulated Store place at the moment, but he did n’t take a shot immediately, because he did n’t want to give this thing to Jizhuangdaoist in his heart, but wanted to swallow it himself. He believed that if the rest Anyone who sees it will do like him.

However, if you are too eager to do so, it is likely to be noticed by Ji Zhuang, so you have been cautiously, and strive to bring your Internal Qi to a close, so as not to leak the situation here, but at this moment, a magical power of indifference The fierce charge rushed up, and then all the Senses were dissipated, as if the calm lake wave was rushed in by a flood, and it was chaotic in an instant,

Rendudaoist immediately lost the Sense of the fragment, but under the collision of magic power between the two sides, he also realized that it was done by Zhang Yan. He knew that the latter was difficult to deal with, and there was no willingness to confront, immediately Backoff was selected.

Jizhuang daoist can also see what happened here, can not help but frown deeply, he didn't know that Rendu daoist had intended to obscure this fragment, but only saw Zhang Yan could take one step ahead to intercept the fragments of his own Sense. He can't confirm whether this is due to the weaker daoist cultivation or to all people. If the latter, then the matter of before one's eyes would not be possible.

At the moment when things were tricky, if he noticed something, he looked out, but the thin-faced daoist appeared there again. He couldn't help but calmly said, "Fellow Daoist is here again, but he changed his mind. What? "

That daoist Shen Sheng said: "What are you looking for?"

Ji Zhuang daoist felt the urgency behind his people, and he felt certain in his heart, saying: 'This thing can't be said for the time being, but respectful driving can really help me. As long as I enter my realm, I will be able to protect the respected and thorough. "

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