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Standing proudly in front of the tree, holding the lamp, the envoy of the lamp god illuminates all worlds in ten directions, lighting up the gloom around the ancient hibiscus tree, like a kind mother and kind god who guides wanderers home when the doomsday comes, quietly waiting for Shaoxuan and Xi'e's attack, wherever there is a glow of fire, you can see ashes falling profusely, no one knows where it came from.
Although he is an immortal who attained enlightenment in ancient times, he has improved even more after serving his old mother, and he is only a short distance away from good fortune, but after waking up early, he will not be at his peak after all. Zhizhou, no matter how confident he was in his words, he still did not dare to be negligent and slack. He gave up the initiative to attack, and stuck to the "Shifang Wanderer Liulijie" set up before, to eliminate the hidden dangers of his mother for Sha Wujing, and to get the piece Things, for enough time.
Having reached the realm of legend, knowing "I am what I am", being able to get rid of many limitations and gain insight into the situation, knowing "I am what I am", how could Shaoxuan and Xi'e not understand the plan of the God Envoy of the Lamp in such a clear situation?
Without the slightest delay or hesitation, Shaoxuan stepped into the doomsday boat, stood side by side with Xi'e, and drove the huge ship slowly into the brightly lit place.
Buildings and boats are forbidden to float layer by layer, intertwined into a series of patterns, converging into a moist light of light golden water, full of holy virtues and merits, as soon as they come into contact with the light illuminated by the wandering lamp, sparks are rubbed off, flickering up and down, flowing left and right, It seemed about to be ignited out of thin air.
However, even if the sparks are like violent winds and waves, the boat of doom remains firm and undamaged, and even let the light actively avoid it, and walk through the illuminated land with the attitude of sailing on the sea of ??suffering.
Although the boat of doomsday has not done its full work and lacks many abilities, it is difficult to call it truly peerless, but it itself was refined to survive the doomsday and sail to the next era. It belongs to the treasure raft of the sea of ??bitterness, and the power of defense is its foundation , this aspect is comparable to a peerless thing, and sailing in the "Glass Realm of the Wanderer in Ten Directions" is showing its strengths!
The lights are like water, converging into the sea, and the boat sails on the ocean, parting the waves, and getting close to the god who holds the lamp.
But at this moment, what Xi'e and Shaoxuan saw in front of them suddenly changed. Although it was still the glass world of wanderers in ten directions, and it was still full of lights, the envoy in charge of the lamp in front of it suddenly disappeared, leaving only a section of brilliantly blooming wick quietly It burned, and there was a dark liquid like glue and oil around it.
Wick?
Xi'e's heart moved, her spiritual consciousness merged with the Doomsday Boat, and she slammed into all directions like a tentacle, and then saw the handsome face of the Lantern Envoy appearing from an infinite height. He was condescending, looking down on the two of them.
In the distance, there is a glazed border, like a lamp.
This is Her heart moved, and what she saw gathered together, and she had grasped the current situation.
For some reason, the boat of doom that entered the glazed world of wanderers in the ten directions sailed into the glazed fairy lamp strangely along the lights!
At this moment, I and Shaoxuan are not outside, but inside the lamp, approaching the wick!
What a steal!
Boom!
While Xi'e recognized the situation, Shaoxuan also understood what had happened, and ready to go, he used the knife as a ruler to strike the "Shenguang of Wanfang Shengde".
Boom!
One world after another is highlighted, civilizations emerge one by one, the "fire" of the stars gathers, illuminating the dark and cold universe, red, green, yellow, white and black and other colors gather, representing different parts of the human world, turning into a colorful and moist "water flow" , Incorporating the Jue Dao with the momentum of man's determination to conquer the sky, inspired the thunder of the gods.
Purple, blue, colorful, emptiness and chaos, claws, condensed into a ball, all kinds of thunder light into water, as if returning to the beginning, forming an ancient and vicissitudes of thunder pond, converging the holy virtue that infiltrates all things Shui Guang, hitting upwards from below, fighting against the sky, twisted into a spiral, and hit the god in charge of the lamp in a mighty way.
Wherever the light of the saber passed, the lights avoided it and refused to hurt it, and in an instant it had arrived in front of the divine envoy who held the lamp.
?The God in Hand of the Lantern has a relaxed expression and dignified eyes. The other hand that is not holding the glazed cup is spread out. With five fingers together, the palm of the palm is like jade. The surface is quickly transparent and the lines are prominent.
when!
The knife light hit the mirror, and was directly bounced back, inspiring the doomsday boat to be pale gold, and the merits and virtues resounded, and it barely stabilized.
In the center of the "mirror", a deep burnt mark was left.
In just a few short moments, it was hard to tell the winner.
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Sha Wujing, whose eyes were pale and colorless, fled to the ancient hibiscus tree that seemed to be a cosmic distance away. From time to time, there were crackling sounds around him, and bits of ashes floated out from the faint lights shining up.
These weird monsters who don't know where they come from are normally difficult to kill, and they fill the entire Fusang ancient tree realm,?If you are not careful, the legendary power may stumble, because without the corresponding skills, you will not be able to detect the appearance of these monsters. They do not know where they are hidden, and they can hide from the legendary senses, and the attack is also quite weird , seems to be able to pull the legend down from a high-level life state.
What are they transformed into?
Is it related to Haotian God, or is it related to Donghuang Taiyi?
During the flight, Sha Wujing's thoughts inevitably fluctuated, thinking about the weirdness of the Fusang ancient tree realm, fortunately, his mother gave the Youzi Deng, and directly let the palm lamp bring into the real world, otherwise there is really no way to restrain those weird monsters, step by step Under such circumstances, it is bound to be interfered and organized by other forces.
However, when approaching the top of the tree, the light of the wanderer's lamp can't shine through, so I can only look at myself.
"But now I am no longer the Monk Sha who was often powerless when I traveled to the West with a low state" Sha Wujing's indifferent eyes flashed a gleam of light, as if he wanted to prove something.
The light flew by, and the surroundings were suddenly dark, but it was not completely dark. The mulberry leaves and branches were bathed in the sun, and the fire was shining, like a field full of torches at night.
Sha Wujing touched the white bone glazed rosary hanging on his chest, reflected his heart on the surroundings, slowed down, and took every step carefully, guarding against the attack of those strange monsters.
After flying for a while, it was peaceful and nothing strange, but the more it was like this, the more worried Sha Wujing was, and if anything went wrong, he would be a demon!
After a while, Sha Wujing's eyes lit up, and he saw the top of the ancient hibiscus tree.
One of the trees has a mountain of leaves and is covered with white flowers. Surrounded by white flowers, there is a green tomb. Outside the green tomb is a stone tablet with a line of text written on it.
Sha Wujing read out word by word:
"The tomb of my husband, Meng Qi!"
Boom!
?There was loud thunder below, the ancient Fusang tree shook slightly, and Shaoxuan, Xi'e and the envoy who held the lamp had a fierce collision.
Sha Wujing's heart moved, and he suddenly felt something. Looking to the side, he saw a figure standing quietly on the top of another ancient tree, wearing a black and yellow gown robe and wearing a crown of flat heaven on his head. The crown hangs down to block his face and breath. Vicissitudes and ancient.
He is looking at himself!
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Between the same and the different, aura gradually emerged, Meng Qi seemed to have grasped something, and naturally activated the true spirit.
He intuitively relied on the experience and knowledge of martial arts, the experience and knowledge of earth knowledge, and the experience and knowledge of various experiences, all of which turned into glass-like fragments and flew out of his body, but they did not leave him, but hovered In the surroundings, there are bright star-like connections with itself.
At this time, he is like an open umbrella, with the acquired income on the outside and the innate nature on the inside, but they are not completely separated, and they are still connected to form a whole.
Where there is positive, there is negative. There is yin and there is yang. Acquired and congenital are relative, and there is no clear distinction between them. The innate will be contaminated by the acquired, and the acquired will be affected by the innate. Therefore, the acquired contamination can slightly change the innate. Let go and let go, just like the picture of Taiji, where yang is hidden in yin, and yin is in yang, which is a strong memory.
The fragments formed different thinking patterns, surrounded Meng Qi, and connected the same line through starlight, and the place where the connecting line came into contact with the self changed slightly, forming a little difference.
The thinking patterns circled around, those when he had no martial arts strength, those who had no knowledge of the earth, and those when he became a mouse. Meng Qi maintained a trace of self-knowledge, looked at them, and saw a different but the same self through them.
I can't see myself directly, but I can see one or two from the outside. Combining all kinds of things, Meng Qi seems to recognize himself more and more, and more and more memory fragments fly out, follow and surround, and the self becomes more and more clear. , becoming more and more clean, seems to have a slight resonance with the infinite height.
The experience and knowledge corresponding to the state of mind cultivation also flew out. What Meng Qi saw and thought was no longer different. Everything was dark and chaotic, showing the original state, but he was not unable to think, because the different acquired experience and knowledge remained the same. Connected, but unable to deceive themselves.
It was deep and dark, and Meng Qiji looked at it with his "eyes", only to feel that there was no sequence of time, no up and down of space, and no beginning of all things in front of him.
At this moment, he "discovered" a Taoist sitting in the chaos, a Taoist who could not be described in words.
"You are" Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out.
The Taoist stood up slowly, and made a grand and distant voice, filled with vicissitudes and ancient meanings:
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