The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In the small building.

Li Chuyi and the others also stood up and looked towards the endless sea through the heavy mist and rain.

"Go!" he said.

The crowd disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

The world of life, the endless sea.

The sea seemed to be split into two halves, one side was the impenetrable pitch black, and the other side was the blue sea and sky, everything was normal.

At this moment, Mahakala stood outside the darkness.

He still has three heads and six arms, standing on a sea of ​​human heads. The purest Buddha's will flows out, as if it can calm everything.

One by one, immortals from all races began to fall.

"We, the myriad races, have seen the formless."

After everyone saluted, Guanhuo spoke first.

"Mahakala Buddha, what exactly is this black color that is generated by thirteen immortal lives?"

"Also, what happened to the Thirteen-Character Immortal?"

Upon seeing this, all the immortals held their breath, their eyes filled with urgency, wanting to know the truth.

Opposite him, Mahakala was performing a Buddhist salute with six arms, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Dear donors."

"The Thirteen-Character Immortal has fallen."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sea was immediately covered with huge waves, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, no longer calm as before.

“Can someone as supreme as them also fall?” an immortal murmured, his eyes seeming to have lost their luster.

But he is also at the immortal level, and his expression becomes more determined.

"My fellow Taoists, it is commonly known that cultivation has no end."

"The Thirteen-Character Immortal will also fall, which means that the world we live in has not been solidified and is still full of infinite variables."

“From this perspective, it may not be a bad thing.”

However, Mahakala shook his head.

"Dear donors, the death of the Thirteen-Character Immortal is not simple."

"There is something extremely strange hidden in it."

“And this is about everything.”

When Li Chuyi heard this, he also bowed solemnly.

"Mahakala Buddha, may I ask what is the black color growing on those thirteen rays of light?"

"Also, why can't we, the immortal cultivators, leave the Fate Realm?"

Mahakala looked over when he heard the voice and said, "It turns out to be the donor Zhongjia."

"Those of you who cultivate immortality should know that the survival of your immortality cultivation is just a matter of a thought from the Thirteen-Character Immortal."

"About ten thousand years ago, the immortal cultivators could only enter but not leave."

Mahakala sighed.

He continued: "And I speculate that at that point in time, it should be the time when the Thirteen-Character Immortal fell."

“Before that, they should have colluded with you and other immortal cultivators to turn them into shackles and prohibit the immortal cultivators from leaving.”

"Ultimately, they are using you as punctuation marks."

"Let the thirteen immortal lives return to the world of life."

Mahakala's tone was lonely, as if he also felt sorry for those thirteen amazing creatures, how sad.

He continued: "Let me give you an example."

"You, the immortal cultivators, are like a fire in the dark night. As long as you head in the direction of the fire, you will return to the right place."

"The Thirteen-Character Immortal does not want his immortal life to be scattered outside, so he acts this way."

"Donor Zhongjia, has your immortal life cultivation improved greatly for no reason?"

Li Chu nodded and performed the Buddhist ritual again.

"I have been confused for a long time, please enlighten me, Lord Mahakala."

Mahakala said: "In fact, the truth is very simple."

"Your immortal life cultivation is a ray of fire in the dark night."

"The higher the level of cultivation, the brighter the fire."

"Correspondingly, the hope for the return of the thirteen immortals is also growing."

"The Thirteen-Character Immortal at that time must have known that he would die, so he arranged it this way."

"After they died, their immortal lives were no longer under our control. This is all that can be done."

Li Chuyi and the other life thieves all looked enlightened when they heard this.

So, it makes sense.

Gambler A thought for a moment and said, "But we still can't leave now."

Mahakala thought for a few moments.

“Perhaps, when the thirteen immortal lives are settled again in the fate world, all donors will be able to leave.”

At this time, the ancient and modern immortal of the human race, Guanhuo, stood up again, his eyes extremely solemn.

"Mahayana Buddha, let's not talk about the Thirteen-Character Immortal for now."

"Now that the thirteen immortals have returned, what about that black color?"

At this moment, looking at the darkness that seemed to be able to submerge everything, the immortals of all races felt heavy-hearted.

Mahakala, see this scene.

He just said slowly: "My dear donors, I came out this time to explain this matter."

After he said that, the three heads turned at the same time and stared at the black world behind them.

He continued: "This black color is after the death of the Thirteen-Character Immortal."

"Their regrets, unwillingness, resentment, and all the negative thoughts buried in their hearts finally came together."

"Like the Fake Immortal, he will often be unable to distinguish between the real and the fake during his cultivation of immortality. That feeling of being torn apart is a billion times more painful than death."

"There is also the Qianzixian. During his cultivation, his desire for money needs to be suppressed at all times, otherwise he will lose his money."

"It's the same for other word immortals."

As Mahakala spoke, he sighed again.

"It's not that easy to cultivate an immortal life."

"The Thirteen Character Immortals, they have paid too much on this road."

"Now that they are dead, all the negative things they had suppressed have burst out."

"Then the immortal life will be dyed black."

At this moment, Mahakala spoke slowly, as if he could see the thirteen rays of light through the darkness between the sky and the earth.

He added: "Of course, the immortal destiny is still the immortal destiny, and it will never change."

"The only thing we need to deal with now is the black color formed by all the 'negative' factors left behind after the death of the Thirteen-Character Immortal."

"Otherwise, once it explodes."

"The entire Immortal World will probably be destroyed in an instant."

On the sea, the waves became more and more violent, rising and falling continuously, as if they could turn everything into dust.

In the sky, the immortals of all races had stern expressions and said nothing.

After a long time, Guanhuo finally sighed helplessly.

"Mahakala Buddha, now we are unable to leave the Immortal World, can we only think of a way to resolve these 'negative aspects of the Word Immortals'?"

Seeing this, the shackle fairies followed suit.

"Yes, if we can't leave, our retreat will be completely blocked."

In fact, after hearing what those black things were, the immortals of all races began to waver in their hearts.

Especially those immortals who have experienced the rise of the thirteen-character immortals.

Even if there were some negative aspects left by the Thirteen-Character Immortal, they were unwilling to confront it.

Mahakala saw this.

He just said: "All living things cannot leave, I can't see through it for the time being."

"Now, despite my best efforts, I can only slow down the spread of these 'negative words'."

"Three years later, it will erupt completely."