Chapter 216, Concealing the sky and crossing the sea

The lives in the sea of ​​fire did not struggle for long, they turned into ashes at a clear speed, spread between the mountains and fields, and sprinkled into the water of the Forgotten River. en8.

Yun Qing closed his eyes, clearly feeling the demise of each creature. When a practitioner is alive, he cultivates the Dao and enters the Dao, and he has the seeds of Dao in his heart. After death, everything he has learned from the Dao of Heaven will be returned to the Dao of Heaven. This is the same as falling leaves returning to their roots, influenced by the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, and cannot be changed or defied.

But Heaven can be deceived.

Yunqing saw the spiritual light of those practitioners, they were small and weak, floating up and down in the mighty world, swaying and helpless. After the physical body is destroyed, Lingming will exist for a period of time, very briefly, and then disappear at once, as if it never existed. The way these Dao species disappeared reminded Yunqing of the divine way of 100,000 years ago. It is not so much that they were erased from this world without warning, but a drop of water fell into the sea.

The Dao of Heaven and Earth is everywhere, and these Dao species come out of the practitioner's body and then return to the invisible Dao. Those lost dao lineages have taken too much from heaven and earth, and when they try to set foot in deeper places, they are punished by heaven and earth catastrophe.

Yun Qing raised her hand, and the massacre made everything in the Destruction Demon Sect closely linked to her. She saw the inseparable cause and effect of these spirits.

There seems to be an invisible big net on the ground, practitioners and practitioners are causally related to each other, and the mountains, rocks, plants and trees are causally related to the practitioners living here. Heaven and earth are closely connected with people, and the Tao covers every part of the world. Looking at it this way, those spirits are like moths trapped in a spider web. The flesh turned into flying ashes, the spirit became cloudy, and the transparent seeds disappeared along the connection between the practitioner and the heaven.

The breath of the sea of ​​​​fire became more and more obscure, Qi Ji flew up, and looked down with some uneasiness.

"What's wrong?" Zhe Ting also followed her to a high place.

"It's not too much, it's not the Great Sun Black Sky Demon Flame." Qi Ji glanced at the valley, "It's very strange."

Zhe Ting's understanding of the Six Paths of Yan Mozong is very limited, and he comforted: "It's nothing, Venerable took the shot personally, it shouldn't be a problem."

It is common to practice new spells after joining the Tao, but Qi Ji still feels that those magic fires are not quite right. They are not lit to kill people, but more like to protect something.

Qi Ji asked anxiously, "Your Excellency has taken action in person, should we go to the South China Sea first?"

Zhe Ting frowned and said, "You go first, Venerable Yi Xin and I will trap Zhu Wuxia first.

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"Don't kill?" Qi Ji was a little surprised.

Zhe Ting was a little distressed: "His Excellency didn't order... It's probably better to compromise with the sage."

Yi Xin's figure suddenly appeared directly between the two of them. He stroked his beard and said, "Quickly set up the formation, we have to stabilize this side after the Venerable leaves."

Zhe Ting nodded and agreed, and flew with him to the place where Zhu Wuxia was trapped by Jumang. Qi Ji did not move the world to the South China Sea, but stayed in place and watched for a while. She seemed to want to figure out what the mystery of this flame was.

Yun Qing felt that her soul had already endured to the limit, and all the cause and effect in this sea of ​​fire were so clearly presented in front of her. This was the first time she had attempted such a precise calculation after losing the Book of Heaven. Every practitioner's life flashed in her soul, and no trace of cause and effect escaped her investigation. The whole world was presented in front of her in a completely different way. They lost their original outlines and completely fell into the infinitely vast realm of heaven.

The spirituality of those cultivators struggled to break away from the flesh, and the Dao seed was wrapped in the extremely complicated cause and effect, and then instantly drowned in the heavenly way.

Yun Qing got rid of all distracting thoughts, and there was nothing left in his heart. The appearance of those spirits became clearer and clearer, and the karma was gradually sorted out. In her hands, invisible threads are weaving into a web, cutting into the complicated cause and effect at a delicate angle, connecting every bit of wisdom directly with herself.

Establishing cause and effect, this is something Yun Qing has done many times. To put it bluntly, it is to make something that has nothing to do with her become related to her. But the cause and effect established in the past are very simple, as long as there is a relationship, there is no need to care about what kind of relationship, how deep the relationship, use the most direct method to connect her to what she seeks, that's all.

She is trying to build countless karma enough to deceive the way of heaven.

This kind of cause and effect cannot be abrupt, because every spirit itself is wrapped in countless karma and karma. If it is forcibly established as before, it will easily destroy the original cause and effect. When the original cause and effect is destroyed, the Tao of Heaven will begin to notice the abnormality, and it will generate more cause and effect to circle back the destroyed part.

When these thin lines connect every dead Shattered Demon Sect disciple to Yun Qing, they no longer disappear.

Life and death in the sea of ​​​​fire have fallen into stillness, Yun Qing carefully maintains this balance, and she does not dare to act in the ever-changing cause and effect.

Those spirits began to be turbid, and in the end, only the purest Dao seed remained, and the Dao seed that should have been returned to the Heavenly Dao turned into Yun Qing's hands along the thin line.

A similar method was used by the sage of the devil to retrieve the inheritance of the Yellow Emperor from Zheng Zhenzhen's corpse. After the cultivator dies, the inheritance is still in the sky. As long as he rearranges the cause and effect of this body, it can make it look alive. ——At least it is alive for Heavenly Dao. The same is true of Taoism. After Lingming dissipates, Taoism belongs to Heaven. As long as Yunqing manages to rearrange all causes and effects, these Taoists can stay in the world.

Just stay.

Yun Qing waved away the sea of ​​​​fire, and countless invisible Dao seeds gathered in her palm. It was smashed into a circle, a bit like a raindrop, and a bit like... a fruit.

"...What is that?" Qi Ji had already flown to her side at some point, and suddenly asked, "You seem to have taken something from the dead."

Yun Qing only saw Qi Ji at this time. Just now, she almost threw her whole body and mind into the calculation of heaven's secrets, completely ignoring what happened outside.

"It's nothing." Yun Qing rubbed his brows wearily, his hands stretched out, motionless like a stone statue.

Qi Ji still didn't seem to believe it: "I feel that many things are different, but I can't tell where."

Of course, the tampered cause and effect cannot be known to the world, and every inch of them must be perfect and flawless, just as the world is originally like this.

"Nothing." Yun Qing struggled to maintain the existence of these Dao species, and she didn't even want to say anything.

But Qiji seems to be struggling with this issue.

Yun Qing took the lead and said: "Go to the South China Sea first, I will come right away."

Then she disappeared where she was before Qiji kept her.

When he appeared again, he was in front of the dimly-lit Huangquan Temple. The lines on the magic map exuded a faint light. The water curtain of the temple's dome flowed down, and the light reflected misty colors. Every magic pattern is changing, some are very subtle and slow, and some are extremely violent. From this look, it looks like the Temple of Yellow Springs is squirming.

Yun Qing almost lost her footing after shifting the world. It took her a while to calm her inner breath and calm her soul.

"Are you still alive?" Her soft voice echoed in the empty temple, Yun Qing walked a little to the center of the temple, and finally found the saint of magic under the huge colonnade.

With one hand on the pillar, he bent down to touch the dense magic lines, and replied with a smile, "Of course he is alive."

Yun Qing directly threw the Dao Seed in his hand to him: "Well, there are still some in the South China Sea."

The Sage of Demon Dao didn't reach out to pick it up. Dao Seed disappeared as soon as he touched him. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, straightened up and said to Yun Qing, "Go and come back quickly."

Yun Qing sat directly on the ground and began to adjust her breath. She said in a flat tone, "Too tired."

The Sage of the Demon Dao didn't urge any more, just looked at these magic patterns carefully, his fingertips smeared everywhere, with a hint of nostalgia.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Yun Qing chuckled lightly: "Yeah, it's very good, and Qian Yuan stepped on the holy seat with half of his foot."

The sage of the magic way turned his eyes away from the magic pattern. He looked at Yun Qing helplessly and said: "How can you blame me? He forcibly ascended to the holy seat, no matter how you look at it, I am at a loss, right?"

"Fortunately, he fell early..." Yun Qing's smile was slightly restrained, and his expression was a little dignified, "It would be too dangerous if Dao Guo gathered too much."

The Sage of Demon Dao smiled indifferently: "It's actually nothing, just leave me if you have more."

"The consequence of self-destructing Daoguo is to let me find Dao seed for you half-deadly." Yun Qing frowned, as if he didn't agree with the words of the demon saint, "You should stop Xian Yuan at that time, the Daoguo matter is very important, If the saint falls, there will be no way to play this game of magic."

"I know." The sage of the devil's way tilted his head to look at her and folded his hands, "If he is not a martyr, then he will not die, you will directly enter the Huangquan Temple to control the power. Then what? He will complain all his life. Mine, will remember that I stole a good apprentice from him."

"..." Yun Qing fell silent, not knowing whether to meditate or what.

"I'm very sad, I always want someone to take a look at the position I'm standing on." The magician smiled, and the silver ornament in his hand glowed with uneasy blood from the inside out, "I tried my best to die for the sake of dying. To live... this holy position is really desperate."

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