Chapter 1767

Six samsara, dark scorched earth, boundless loneliness.

Ye Chen walks alone, as small as mole ants, years of dust has blinded him, lonely back, bleak and thin.

This walk, I do not know how many years, time is also old.

In the distance, the majestic and majestic pass reappears, dignified and cold, with three big characters drenched in blood, showing the vicissitudes of life: animal way.

Ye Chen, leaning on a stick, stopped and closed for a long time.

In the past, he didn't throw in the animal way. Today, he was destined to make up for it. He was used to too many hardships on his way home.

Forget the time, forget the pain, everything has been numb, goodbye to the pass, his look well aware of no fluctuations.

Looking at it, he closed his eyes and walked into the pass.

In the ear, it will be like the sea of dogs barking, roosters crowing, cows moo, sheep baa, and wolves howling.

It's a world of animals, rotten bodies, excrement, bones, the stench of the world, dirty but bloody.

"The animal way of six reincarnations is the sorrow of a hundred years."

With the ethereal voice sounded, ye Chen's body changed shape, into a dog with mixed hair, as thin as firewood.

In the underworld, the expressions of Angelica dahurica and mingjue have become strange.

This is also too... Fresh, six samsara pass, a pass more wonderful, from the beginning, run to die whole.

This also thanks to Chu Ling a few days ago, not here.

Otherwise, if you see ye Chen all the way through the hardships, I do not know how much heartache, it is simply inhuman torture.

Emperor Huang is still so calm, quiet, silent.

But the emperor of the underworld, however, moved. His consciousness reached into his sleeve and felt it as if he was looking for something.

I don't know why, the emperor's smile is not normal.

Emperor Huang also moved, slightly side head, see the Ming emperor want to smile, his face a little black, seems to know what the hell emperor is looking for.

The Ming emperor coughed, then he felt out a pot of wine and drank it leisurely.

Originally, what he wanted was not wine, but a jade slip.

The jade slips are not simple. The images of Emperor Huang's running through the animal road in the past are also transformed into a beast.

As the great emperor of the underworld, he saw the end from the beginning.

Not only looked, but also branded down, something has nothing to do, then took out to have a look, that picture... Pleasing to the eye.

Endless years, he pointed to the picture music.

Who would have thought that the imperial famine of the five emperors of steel had such a glorious history, and only the Ming emperor dared to preserve it.

Emperor Huang closed his eyes, or to resist the impulse to wind.

If the Ming emperor really dare to take out, he doesn't mind looking for a place to talk with this guy. How about the great emperor? He returns his mother's strength.

Mingjue and Angelica dahurica scratch their heads. I don't know what secret they have. It's interesting to see their expressions.

It is quiet here, but in the animal Road, it is very lively.

Animal cry one after another, in the snatch of things, in seizing territory, herbivores are oppressed by meat.

In a corner, ye Chen is covered with blood and limps. He is bullied and nearly killed by a wolf.

Want to talk, but open your mouth is a dog barking, barking.

At the moment, he is no longer the sacred body of the ancient world.

He is just a dog. He will be hungry and eat. He is also a primitive animal.

If you want to walk alive, what you can do is to kill and kill your own food as a dog to fill your stomach.

The dog's life span is only more than ten years, which will be a cycle.

After more than a decade, he may become a pig, a sheep, a wolf... And survive in various ways.

The long hundred years, the humble hundred years, go round and round.

As time goes by, he has gradually forgotten that he is a man, named Ye Chen. He is an ancient holy body.

What I can remember and know is to fill my stomach.

As time goes by, a hundred years will come to an end.

The dirty world, turned into the dust of history, the animals all over the world, also dissipated, he turned into an adult again.

He survived, a hundred years of animal grief, and successfully passed.

But, this memory, will forever, engraved in his soul, let him remember, in order to go home, how humble.

It is the endless darkness, ye Chen embarks on the lonely journey.

So far, he has broken through the first four of the six samsara.

On the vast scorched soil, he was leaning on a stick, struggling forward, as if beaten by vicissitudes of life, limping.

On the top of Jieming mountain, Emperor Huang is still watching. For them, it is only a few days, but it is hundreds of years for ye Chen.

"After four passes and two more, the merits and virtues will be fulfilled." Deep breath, eyes light some can not bear.

"The so-called test is really the beginning." The emperor of the underworld gave a leisurely sound, and his deep eyes twinkled with profound light."Just started?" Angelica dahurica and absolute vision, both frown.

Even the Ming emperor is so, we can imagine how terrible the next two passes will be, and ye Chen will probably fall in it.

Next, a little boring, the water curtain saw Ye Chen walking on the scorched earth, no difference, no pass.

It was a long time, two days.

In the underworld, one day, six hundred years, two days is 200 years. Ye Chen did not stop, and his form became more and more old.

"Master, why is this interval so long?" Angelica dahurica and so on some anxious, doubt the hope to Emperor Huang.

"Until he falls, the earthly Tao will really appear."

"Down? That's why. " Ming Jue also doubts the way.

"Human Tao is different from other Tao." The emperor of the underworld.

Mingjue and Angelica dahurica more doubt, did not dare to ask, just staring at the water curtain, looking at the old figure, afraid that he would fall.

On the scorched earth, ye Chen was white haired and exhausted.

Two hundred years of time, it seems that he has been ground into a walking corpse, just wooden feet, step by step.

It took nearly three hundred years for him to see a gust of wind roaring and blowing sand all over the sky, drowning the weak man.

The picture changed, the dark world, for the first time, had light, beautiful mountains and rivers, surrounded by clouds, like a fairyland.

"This... This is where it is." Angelica dahurica was stunned for a moment.

"This is the way of the world." Emperor Huang took a deep breath.

"I didn't remind you of anything, so I got confused?" Ming Jue scratched his head, "it's really strange."

"It's not only strange, it's terrible." The emperor of the underworld was leisurely and said that he did not forget to glance at the emperor's famine on his side.

Mingjue and Baizhi frown tightly, can be called terrible by an emperor, that world road pass, how frightening it should be.

At the same time, two people... Also followed to see the Emperor Huang.

Emperor Huang broke through six samsara, and he and he knew it for a long time.

In the past, it was defeated in the world, a failure is endless years, the only opportunity, annihilated in the dust.

Emperor Huang did not speak, God's eyes were in a trance for a moment. When he stopped walking in the world, he was really sorry and knew its horror.

The body of Dacheng was also a mess.