Run the way

The mountains are located, and everything is silent.When the snowflakes fell slowly from the sky, there was a figure, like a ghost, falling with the snow.After landing, Bai Ye let out a breath of turbid air. After an hour, he finally landed.

Ice End Valley, where he is now.This is the place where the disciples of the ten peaks of the Xingji Sect have practiced. It is located under the ten peaks. In other words, it is the bottom of the abyss.He came here for three reasons.

Firstly, because there is an illusion left over from the ancient times of this era, it is the most suitable place for him to practice Luo Qianying's "Seven Thoughts of Floating Life".Second, in order to avoid suspicion, Mu Xiaozi died tragically at the hands of him after all.

Although Mu Xiaozi was reaping the consequences of himself and broke the rules first, many disciples of Chen Guangfeng were very upset about this, even including their peak master Sen Luo, Luo Qianying was forced by Xiao Yuan Due to the pressure of the river, Bai Ye was sent here to practice penance.

Third, it has nothing to do with external causes.At the end of his practice last night, he tried to refine the soul-suppressing stone, using its wonder to stimulate the burning emotion and cause the change of burning emotion, in an attempt to nourish Mo Yexue's soul.But he couldn't think of a breath of time, and he was immediately backlashed.

This place is called Bingjue Valley, and it is an extremely cold place.Bai Ye searched the sea of ​​consciousness for the information he had seen in the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. There should be what he was looking for——ice lotus flower, a kind of extremely cold thing, but it can help him Guide the effect of refining the soul stone.

Under the cover of a silver cloak, Bai Ye walked slowly in the ice valley. When his feet fell again, a silver dazzling light lit up from the mid-air and above the snow, and Bai Ye stared at the ice valley. These divine lights, the next moment, he appeared in another world.

"Sister, when can we have enough?"

"Soon, soon..."

A three-year-old child asked a seven-year-old girl.They are in a world of ice and snow, they are ragged, they are hungry and cold.Bai Ye just stood there, watching them suffer from the cold, hugging each other to keep warm.

"Sister..." Bai Ye's eyes were moist, it was Mo Qing, his eternal regret.That three-year-old child was none other than Mo Cheng.He looked at the ground under his feet, that was the ink soil, and it was no longer there.

"I promise you, but I have one request, let my brother go..." The seven-year-old girl was covered in blood and fell into a pool of blood.It was because of him that Mo Qing agreed to the request of the elders in the clan. Because of that restriction, only the sacrificer was willing to break it.

A fierce light suddenly appeared in Bai Ye's eyes.Cruelty, bloodthirsty, revenge... All kinds of negative emotions flashed in his mind, and he stood there all the time. He just watched these scenes.

He sighed, now, that piece of land, and the people on that piece of land, have already been buried by him, and at this moment his face is full of hesitation and confusion.However, the next moment, he woke up again.Cold sweat covered his whole body, and before he knew it, he fell into the illusion again.

He searched in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a section of scriptures appeared in front of him, which was "Seven Thoughts of Floating Life".Taoist cultivators have seven thoughts, the first is life and death, the second is cause and effect, the third is sorrow and joy, and the fourth is fate...Life is like a dream, how much is it for joy...

"Why didn't you come to find me..." That was Mo Yexue's voice.Bai Ye looked solemn, he had already entered the state of comprehension. "Seven Thoughts Floating Life Jue", one is life. "What is life, what is death?" Bai Ye meditated, he could hear what was said in the illusion, but he had already entered a wonderful state, so he would not be disturbed by it.

He once hated, hated ink soil, hated this world, hated fate.It wasn't until he met Lou Lanyu that his life was able to glow with new brilliance.He has fought, fought with others, and fought with the sky, but finally ushered in his demise. At the last moment, he fell short.In the face of Mo Yexue, he never let go. If he succeeds in refining the soul tomb, there will be no white night today.

Standing alone in this world, Bai Ye let out a hearty and hearty laugh.Everything will eventually pass. If a monk, a practitioner, has been immersed in the sentimentality and memories of the past, how can he go beyond the theory of self-improvement.

Everything around him, the ink soil, the enemies on the road to enlightenment, the will of heaven,... Guanhai Pavilion, Endless Sea, Ancient Soul Sacrifice... all shattered and melted in his laughter For nothing, his feeling also changed from dream to reality.Bai Ye raised his hand, and he felt a lightness. When he raised his hand, the power in his body could move with his heart, like an arm.

Bai Ye has already stepped into the threshold of the second level of cultivation in the second level of "Heart Refining" in "The Transformation of the Demon God". "Seven Thoughts of Floating Life", the first level, in just one thought, has already been completed. "One day life and death." Bai Ye chanted softly, the sky was full of snow, all still in the sky, the cold wind was still there, and no snow fell.

Breaking through life and death is really not a difficult thing among monks, especially among great practitioners.And Bai Ye, with the peak posture of foundation building, reached the state beyond life and death, with only one thought.Life and death, some people are destined to see through, some people are destined not to see through, otherwise there would not be so many people afraid of death.

Bai Ye walked forward slowly, still remembering Luo Qianying's words before leaving, "If you go here, you don't ask about the date of return. A monk seeks the Tao, but seeks the heart." Bingjue Valley is really a fierce place. Not only are there residual illusion formations from the previous era, but also countless monsters of different species live here.

But it is such a dangerous place, but Xingjizong regards it as "a blessed place that cannot be stepped into".In the Era of the Last Dharma, that is, in this era, some disciples once went to the valley to practice, but they encountered strange changes.None of the eight hundred disciples survived.

"Master, is the little junior brother going to be okay?"

"It'll be all right."

On Chenlu Peak, Luo Qianying stood in front of her icy cave in a long silver dress. She silently looked up at the winter sky above the sky, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.Why do I feel that the little guy is fine? Intuition?

Leng Chen and Shuang Lu stood behind Luo Qianying on the left and right, and it was Shuang Lu with an anxious expression who asked the question. "Don't worry, since the master has said everything, the younger brother is auspicious, I believe he will be fine."

Leng Chen's face was calm, but deep in her eyes, there was also a deep worry hidden. "It's just that Chenguang Peak..."

"You take care of everything in the peak, and go to Chenguang Peak and Jibing Peak as a teacher." After Luo Qianying left these words, she disappeared in place. "Yes, Master." Leng Chenshuanglu and his daughter bowed to salute.

Within the Valley of Ice Absolute, Bai Ye has broken through the third phantom formation.For some reason, the first phantom formation is the scene of his entering the Tao, and the second phantom formation is the scene of his death, both of which are understandable, this is his past experience.

And in this third formation, what he saw was a blue back, with a green shirt and coir raincoat, wrapped in chaotic energy, it was just a back, but it had an indomitable posture. He just stood between the sky and the earth, resisting Boundless robbery.The supposedly majestic and tall figure looked extremely desolate and desolate.

In a daze, the man turned his head and glanced in his direction.Just one glance gave Bai Ye a feeling of being stared at. "He, can you see me?" Bai Ye was shocked, this look gave him a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

"Who is he?" Bai Ye was at a loss, but after seeing the man glanced at him, he raised a hand and pointed at him. A green glow burst out between his fingers, which instantly woke him up from the illusion.That is the way of the sage, the breath of the sage.Bai Ye was extremely shocked in his heart, followed by lingering fear.

If that figure is really in the realm of a saint, then he is not enough to be killed by a single thought.From the beginning of the prehistoric era to this era, how many monks can become holy?But there are dozens of them.Once he reaches the realm of saints, ten thousand dharmas will not be invaded, and ten thousand calamities will not be destroyed. Just one thought can destroy a part of the world, not to mention crossing time and space to kill his small ants in the foundation building period.

Saint Realm is a realm that he never reached in his previous life, and it is also the common pursuit of the three Emperor Killers before him.It's just that the saint just now was helping him break the formation?Bai Ye couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

"I, Mo Cheng, thank you fellow daoist here." Bai Ye straightened her body, clenched her right hand and placed it flat in front of her body, at the same time bitten the fingers of her left hand and wiped the blood between her eyebrows.This is an ancient ritual of killing the emperor in the prehistoric era, and it is used to express the highest standard of gratitude.

"Roar" A sky-shattering roar sounded, startling a cloud of snow and dust and flying towards Bai Ye.Milky white snow dust is flying in the air, as deep as the sea and as turbulent as waves.Bai Ye raised his foot and shook slightly, the snow and dust were like a tide, rising and falling again.

At this moment, a strange feeling surged in his heart. He closed his eyes, leaned forward slightly, and ran towards the source of the sound without any movement.In the boundless snow, Bai Ye stopped and punched out.

"Seven Thoughts Floating Life Art, life and death." During the ten peak martial arts, he had accidentally used the previous life method "One Thought Heaven and Wildness" in the battle with Mu Yunyue. At this moment, he really felt the same as One Thought Heaven and Heaven, life Death and death are the avenues in the world, no matter what kind of creature it is, it is inevitable to escape death.

"Roar..." A more ferocious roar sounded, and a snow-white male lion was blown away by Bai Ye. Bai Ye still had his eyes closed. At this moment, he had entered that strange state.Break through life and death, face death, and dance on the edge of death.

The white lion roared angrily, revealing its aura of blood, and a pair of transparent cicada wings stretched out from its back.Bai Ye shook his head, he could feel it through the breath of blood, this is not a relic of the prehistoric, it should be a new species of this era.

After gaining wings, it soared into the sky and rushed towards Bai Ye again...