Everlasting

It's like walking on thin ice when facing an abyss.

With just one glance, Chen Nianzhi already felt his scalp numb, as if he was about to sink into the bottomless abyss.

Jiang Linglong was shocked. After hesitating for a few breaths, she suddenly said in shock: "Uncle Qingxu!"

"it's me."

The being in the center of the hall spoke. He was dressed in a black robe, and his tall and straight figure looked particularly majestic and outstanding.

At this moment, Chen Nianzhi understood the identity of this person, but his heart became increasingly chilled.

There are probably not many people in the Ziyin world who can make Jiang Linglong call him master uncle. The person in front of him is also known as Qingxu, and the only one in the past is the Qingxu Dao Lord who was famous all over the world.

But what he didn't expect was that after the catastrophe of the Demonic Abyss, the Qingxu Dao Lord did not fall, but actually fell into the demonic way unknowingly, which made him unbelievable.

Jiang Linglong couldn't believe it, and said with a shocked face: "Uncle, how could you be possessed by a demon..."

Qingxu Daojun was silent. He stood there silently for a moment, and then he said: "A monk's life is to resist fate and seek a way to transcend the world of mortals."

"However, sometimes, even we and other Yuanshen Dao Lords cannot control our own destiny."

"I am like an ant falling into a long river. Even if I struggle with all my strength, it is difficult to change the outcome under the erosion of the torrent."

The crown tube on Qingxu Daojun's head covered his face, and the waves and expressions behind him could not be seen clearly, but there was an extremely desolate aura spreading throughout the world.

He suddenly laughed at himself and said calmly.

"There are some things I have no choice about."

Chen Nianzhi looked at that noble and unparalleled figure, and his heart sank deeper and deeper.

He took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what exactly happened back then?"

"What happened back then."

Qingxu Daojun shook his head, thought deeply for a moment and then said: "During the catastrophic battle of the Demonic Abyss, we and Emperor Jiang's lineage were all a thorn in the side of a certain demon god outside the territory."

"My senior brother and I were besieged by the alien demon. Later, the alien demon took action across the boundless void, and our souls were eroded by the demonic laws of the alien demon."

Following Qingxu Taoist's eloquent talk, the two of them understood the whole story.

In the battle that year, both Qingxu Daojun and Zihuan Daojun were subjected to the methods of the extraterrestrial demon. Zihuan Daojun died on the spot fiercely, but Qingxu Daojun barely managed to escape.

Only when he reacted did he realize that his life soul had been eroded by the laws of magic, and even the powerful Yuanshen with three souls in one could hardly resist.

In the past few years, he fell into the Death God Ridge because the magic law was constantly eroding his soul and trying to completely control his will.

"Now I rely on the separation between heaven and earth in the Ziyin Realm to resist the erosion of the soul by the demonic gods from outside the realm, and I can barely retain some will."

"However, I have lost a lot of memories over the years, and I have to expend more and more strength to fight against the laws of magic. The time to stay awake has become less and less."

Qingxu Daojun said that when he came here, he said solemnly: "Once the catastrophe of the Demon Abyss begins, a gap will be torn open in the world."

"Then the will of the demon god from outside the realm will be able to seep into this world, and then it will be difficult for me to escape the fate of being completely controlled by my soul."

Hearing this, Chen Nianzhi and Jiang Linglong looked at each other and felt a chill on their foreheads.

The next Demonic Abyss catastrophe will be one hundred and fifty years later, and they are unable to change anything in such a short period of time.

Jiang Linglong's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but ask: "Is there no way to resolve it at all?"

"The devil's methods, even if they are just random acts, are not so easy to resolve."

Qingxu Daojun shook his head, seeming to accept the outcome somewhat calmly.

He stood there quietly, glanced at Chen Nianzhi, and suddenly said: "If you practice the power of sky fire, if you can cultivate pure Yang sky fire, you may have some chance of suppressing the magic law on my soul."

"But by then, it will be too late."

Chen Nianzhi remained silent. The Pure Yang Sky Fire was the supreme immortal fire. Once it was cultivated, it would be enough to ascend to immortality, but it would probably take at least tens of thousands of years.

Jiang Linglong felt a little depressed. This was probably the last time they would communicate normally. If they met next time, they would be enemies of life and death.

She took a deep breath and asked with reddish pupils: "Master came to us this time, but he has something to explain to us."

"Um."

Qingxu Taoist clasped his hands behind his back, looked behind the screen and said, "Qing'er, come out."

Following his words, a beautiful woman stepped out from one side and stepped in front of everyone.

"Qing Ji!"

The moment she saw the person coming, Jiang Linglong showed a look of ecstasy.

She was both happy and surprised. In order to protect her, Qing Ji evacuated to the Eastern Wilderness in her name and disappeared. It can be said that Qing Ji took the risk for her.

Later, Qingji disappeared and the soul lamp was completely extinguished. Jiang Linglong thought that Qingji had been dead for many years, but she didn't expect to see her again now.

However, compared to Jiang Linglong's expression, Qing Ji's eyes were calm. She just stood there quietly, looking at the two of them like a stranger.

"She doesn't recognize you anymore."

Qingxu Daojun spoke, with a hint of pain in his eyes: "Back then, her soul was polluted by the evil spirit. In order to resist the erosion of the evil evil, and to avoid sinking into the evil way, she practiced the 'Red Dust Dream Butterfly Technique' '."

"The Butterfly Method of Dreaming in the Red Dust?"

Chen Nianzhi's expression suddenly changed. He also had a certain understanding of the 'Red Dust Dream Butterfly Technique'.

This method is a supreme immortal method passed down from the immortal world. It is said that after practicing it, the monk's soul can sink into the world of mortals and practice for many eons, and attain the great truth in the dream.

However, this method is also extremely dangerous. If you don't have extremely high concentration and Taoist mind, you may sink into an illusion and never wake up.

Qingji practiced the Mortal Dream Butterfly Technique and put all her will into it. Her physical body was free of emotions and desires, and she was only controlled by an absolutely rational will.

Therefore, even if the evil force eroded her, she remained unmoved, as if she were a naturally ruthless and desireless person.

Seeing that Chen Nianzhi understood the Seven Emotions and Six Desires method, the Taoist Master of Qingxu said: "Dreams of butterflies surround you, and butterflies dream of Zhouzhuang. After practicing this mortal dream of butterflies for one year, a whole life has passed in a dream."

"This method has three thresholds: one hundred years, one thousand years, and three thousand years."

"It is said that when ordinary people are reincarnated for hundreds of lives in their dreams, they have a glimmer of hope of becoming an immortal. If they are reincarnated for thousands of lives, then they can be called immortal kings."

"If someone can accumulate the Tao Fruit of three thousand reincarnations and awaken, then when he wakes up, he can control the laws of heaven and earth and become an immortal."