I have a passive skill.

It is also like a seeker who obtains eternal life on the long road to eternal life, but after looking at the life, old age, sickness and death of his loved ones, passed down from generation to generation, the world is dry and rocky, and the vicissitudes have evolved, he has obtained the final eternal loneliness.

Yes.

lonely.

There is nothing but loneliness and "I", the immortal.

Fear arises spontaneously!

After losing the meaning of chasing life, Xu Xiaoshou's black hair was turning white at a rapid speed.

His face began to age.

His body began to wither away.

The process of the world of mortals is accelerating, and the scale of life is shrinking.

Xu Xiaoshou, from a young man, turned into an old man in an instant.

Everyone watching the battle from behind was completely dumbfounded.

Yu Zhiwen couldn't hide the horror in her eyes, as soon as she moved her footsteps, she started to move forward unconsciously.

"Sister?"

Situ Yongren was smiling all the time in the back, but he couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.

Yu Zhiwen, who heard the sound, was already awake, and she instantly understood the positions of both parties.

It can be a position.

Sometimes, people's state of mind is not controlled by position.

At this moment, Yuzhi's warmth was from the bottom of her heart, and she chose to follow her true heart.

The pattern of heavenly secrets appeared on her hand, and her figure disappeared in a flash, rushing towards the battle situation.

"Junior Sister!"

Situ Yong shouted in shock, and immediately pulled up to follow.

For the two of them, it was still too late after all.

Within the battle situation in the central city.

Almost at the same time that Rao Yaoyao drew his sword, Mei Si's eyes froze.

"Red Dust Sword..."

Among Gu Jianxiu's nine great swordsmanship, if there is any swordsmanship that can make people lose the ability to chase the meaning of life after a battle, it is the love swordsmanship.

Emotional swordsmanship is not a simple relationship between a man and a woman.

It is the various emotions that are disturbing in the world of mortals.

Those who practice this swordsmanship must first go through the world of mortals, and then walk out of the world of mortals.

From the most affectionate to the most sexual, to the supreme forgetfulness of affection, and finally to the realm of "unworldly".

Not me, not you, not him.

Ruthless, non-existent, and classless.

This said: not world.

The Red Dust Sword, the Wangqing Sword, and the Immortal Sword.

This is the path of love swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that can be used to affirm the existence of the entire world, and at the same time, can deny the meaning of the entire world.

The word "love" only lies in "people".

The will of "man" lies in "heart".

It can be said that once Rao Yaoyaoqing swordsmanship comes out, nothing else is needed.

Only one Hongchen sword.

In this world, those who fail to slash the Tao must not pass the level of "questioning the heart".

Only one form of Wangqing sword.

Those who fail to overcome the catastrophe and achieve Taixu must not pass the threshold of "forgetfulness".

Xu Xiaoshou is mere congenital, how long has he been in the world of mortals?

You will be imprisoned, you will fall into the world of mortals, and you will not be able to escape!

Thinking of this, Meisi sighed.

He's already in.

Even if he met Rao Yaoyao at this time, he had no choice but to make a move.

It's just that Xu Xiaoshou was able to get out of the alien predicament by himself a while ago, which was very good.

He, Meisi, did not make a move, and he could argue with the Holy Spirit Hall afterwards, get some relief, slow down the progress, and add a variable to the subsequent chaos.

At this time, if you want to save people like this, there is really no way out afterwards.

But it doesn't matter.

As far as Yu Meisi is concerned, sooner or later, it is not bad to make a move at this time.

Saving lives is the top priority.

But at this time.

Even before the Meisi people left, a mocking voice of sarcasm overwhelmed the audience.

"One of the majestic Seven Sword Immortals, actually used the Red Dust Sword to forcefully suppress a Xiantian junior? Taixu fought Xiantian, and the defeat is already shameless. Now that the Sword Immortal is still making a move, the Holy God Palace, how can you show some face?"

Everyone was shocked.

Although it was a big battle before, everyone still has to give courtesy when they fight back.

Worst of all, these shameless things will not be exposed in a loud voice.

But the current voice is really disrespectful to the Holy Spirit Hall.

Even making a sound like this is tantamount to slapping the face of the Holy Spirit Hall and spitting on it!

"Want to run?"

At the long street on the ground, Wang Dahammer suddenly punched the air.

However, the sloppy uncle who retreated to the rear directly gave up on his opponent in the phantom swordsmanship predicament at this moment, pulled himself up and roared into the air.

A golden light shines brightly.

A golden Buddha came down.

"Buddha crosses the world of mortals, the bitter sea is divided..."

The dirty uncle's eyes were cold, and he pointed down.

Xu Xiaoshou was at a critical juncture, he couldn't hesitate.

Only one sword pointed down.

The Buddha at the edge of the sky slashed with the strength of his sword, as if he wanted to cut the whole world of mortals into two halves.

"Big Buddha cut!"

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Chapter 754 The Dao returns to the sect, the celestial phenomenon!

"Where am I?"

Waking up from the darkness, Xu Xiaoshou looked at the white room, feeling a little dazed.

He remembered that he was in Dongtianwang City, in Zhongcheng District, and even molested Rao Yaoyao, one of the Seven Sword Immortals.

As a result, in the next second, Rao Yaoyao drew his sword, and he became the ghost he is now.

Facts have proved that the Seven Sword Immortals really couldn't help molesting...

"Red Dust Sword?"

It seems that when he is in a coma, all the information from Shengnian's observation and listening can still be fed back to Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual world.

As for Rao Yaoyao's sword, there is no need for outsiders to talk about it.

After experiencing it personally, Xu Xiaoshou knew what this sword was about.

Nine Great Swordsmanship, Emotional Swordsmanship, Red Dust Sword!

The sword of the world of mortals cuts the seven emotions and six desires, and cuts off the human mind.

Xu Xiaoshou had asked the Eight Masters for all the basic information about the Nine Great Swordsmanship.

The other party didn't teach much about dry goods, but the concept was clear to him.

Among the nine great swordsmanship, there are also realms, and there are eighteen realms in total.

In every sword technique, there will be first and second realms.

But only love swordsmanship has the third level, Tibetan swordsmanship only has the first level.

This kind of state is similar to the profound meaning that will be comprehended after the completion of the Throne Dao state, so it is extremely rare and difficult for ordinary people to comprehend.

And the sword that Rao Yaoyao used against him was the first realm of love swordsmanship, the Hongchen sword.

Trapped in the world of mortals, but also fed back by the holy power, Xu Xiaoseng can wake up for a moment from time to time.

Of course he knew.

After the Hongchen sword passed, I couldn't bear the questioning, and I was aging rapidly.

Moreover, when he was unable to return to heaven, he seemed to be directly terminated by Hongchen Sword, and he reached the end of his life.

In the end, the world picture turned and fell into this white world.

and so……

"what happened?"

Xu Xiaoshou tried to get up.

He found himself lying down, and then struggled a bit...

Can't get up!

Physically weak, mentally active.

He is like a vegetable, he can only spy on this small white room with his soul.

For a moment, something came to mind, and Xu Xiaoshou was sweating profusely.

"The ward?"

The scene in front of him was just like the ward he was in in his previous life.

This is a kind of gray art that can outline the despair of the world and the loneliness of people with only the extremely monotonous color like white.

—Extreme art!

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help trembling.

"Do not."

"wrong."

"It's not time travel..."

For a moment, Xu Xiaoshou even felt that he had traveled back to reality, and the experience in the Holy Spirit Continent was Nankey Yimeng.

But he quickly determined, this is not it!

Because in this white room, no devil in white clothes would open his heart to him, chatting about the eccentric emotional world that did not belong to Xu Xiaoshou.

Yes, just quiet.

Xu Xiaoshou's spirit moved, and he was keenly aware of the strangeness.

There are three swords leaning against the white wall.