Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The cultivation world shook.

The Taoist position that has not appeared for hundreds of millions of years and has only been passed down in legends has actually been ascended by someone now.

Ice flowers bloomed on the hands of the devil.

The Demon Lord looked at the person reflected in the mirror, and stood silently on the spot.

"Linchuan."

He whispered, he knew the other party could hear.

The Realm of the Taoist Lord has the power to control all causes and effects in the world, and can sense the voice of anyone calling his name in the world.

——The road paved for thousands of years is not in vain after all.

It is indeed true that the ascetics in this world have glimpsed the ultimate.

Someone stood in front of him, who looked very much like Ji Linchuan.

But the aura on the other party's body has undergone great changes, like clouds and fog, hazy and uncertain. Although he is in the world, he is not in the five elements, so he can't see through or feel it clearly.

The face is also hidden in the mist of Taoism's illusion.

That person stood there quietly, no need to make a move, the aura of heaven and earth was already on the verge of overturning.

Even the demon master couldn't see through the fog.

But he just smiled lowly, and then reached out to take off the mask on his face.

A handsome and evil face was revealed.

The devil said: "Linchuan."

The tone of this call has a completely different meaning, and the intimacy that was deliberately hidden no longer needs to be hidden.

He knew that since Ji Linchuan broke through the Taoist realm, all the pretense was meaningless.

The next demon venerable Gu Mingyuan and the demon lord Ming Yuan are originally the same person.

Once he stepped on the shore, was trapped at the bottom of the abyss cage, and tried every means to escape.

After trying all kinds of methods to no avail, breaking through the land is the last way.

Over the years, he has already seen through it, breaking through to the ultimate path.

The path of fate is hidden in the projection, waiting for the right time to wake up.

But his way is to integrate his soul into all the projections.

Henceforth, all projections are him, and he is all projections.This is also considered "unique" in another sense.

Because of this, every projected life is experienced by him.

Hundreds of millions of lives are in endless cycles. He looks at the world, but the world cannot see him.

The devil is the lone star of the devil, and he has never been emotional.

Even though he has withdrawn his strength and memory, the demonic nature imprinted deep in his soul is still indelible.

In every life, he would inevitably embark on the road of demon cultivator killing, alone, bloody everywhere, and all relatives and relatives deserted.

never has been.

He doesn't feel lonely or cruel, just because of the nature of demons.

Until that life, he met that person.

A person who makes him want to possess by all means, but also wants to take care of him carefully, so that he can go from the devil to the way, and understand what love is.

But he didn't catch him.

Not the first time, and when God presented him with another chance, he didn't either.

The moment the projection dissipated and the memory returned, he was furious.

The demon lord's divine sense forcibly broke out of the cage, swept across the heavens and the world, the hands trapped in the cage, but could no longer give even a hug to the man surrounded by monsters.

Even if that person turned the danger out later, he was safe and sound.

In the heavens and worlds, he merged more projections, and he longed for even one projection to reach that person's world.

But he never found it.

The fusion of the projections has come to an end, he knows that as long as he advances to the ultimate realm and breaks the restrictions set by life tracing, it will be a matter of flipping.

——He is only one step away from the ultimate.

At that time, he was extremely close to that realm, and even more so, he knew the result of picking the Dao fruit.

——The Lord of the Dao, ruthless and desireless, from now on the Dao is him, he is the Dao, and no one can be the enemy in the world.

He stopped.

he thinks.The Dao fruit that is at your fingertips on the top of the sky seems attractive, but in fact it is so boring.Compared to this, he is more willing to wait for an ice lotus to bloom on the dangerous cliff.

He finally got the one he was waiting for.

The water of the boundary river flows.

In the darkness, a man covered in bruises was rushed by the current.

He intercepted his lost and recovered treasure.

Get rid of the demon nature and take care of it carefully.

Approach patiently step by step.

That ice lotus faintly showed traces of opening.

And he was in no hurry.

He thought, this time, he wanted the other party to be with him willingly.

Regardless of being gentle and patient, respectful and caring, even if you are cautious.

Demons never stop at nothing.

But for the one he loves in his heart, he is willing to exchange his sincerity for his heart.

The devil looked at the person in front of him.

The man was also looking at him.

The smoky mist gradually dissipated, revealing a pale and handsome face.

The opponent's pair of pupils had turned pure white, almost fused with the whites of the eyes.

Without love, only a glimpse of immortality.

The demon master smiled, and called out again, "Senior brother."

The Taoist finally said, "It's you."

The devil said calmly, "It's me."

He hoped that the other party would say something more, but the other party stopped talking, his pure white pupils glanced at him, and then at the ground under his feet.

Suddenly, a mountain and river in Xiantian shook.

It is the imaginary river that separates the fairy world and the demon world.

The colorful river water poured up, flew straight into the sky, and turned into colorful satin in the hands of the Taoist master. The dark abyss below was revealed, and the Taoist master stretched out a finger.

With one click, the restriction of hundreds of millions of years was shattered.

Since then, the two worlds of Taoism and demons have been connected.

A ray of mysterious light swept up from the bottom, was drawn, and sank into the eyebrows of the demon lord.

It was the soul power that he was forced to leave behind when he escaped from the cage.

In an instant, his strength returned to its peak, and he was the only person on the road under the world.

The Taoist has turned to leave.

The devil yelled at him: "Wait!"

The Taoist turned to look at him.

The demon master suppressed his emotions and said: "You said before that if you can reach the extreme, you will have to scoop up the water of the long river to bring the dead back to life and reverse the cause and effect. Up to now, is this still true?"

The Taoist was silent for a long time.

He stared at the sky with pure white eyes.The avenue is long and long, and the wheel of cause and effect rolls forward, forcing itself to go backwards, which will disturb the order of heaven and earth, which should not have been done.

only……

He closed his eyes lightly and said, "Really."

The Demon Lord relaxed slightly.

Things are not yet at their worst.

He said: "It's dangerous to swim against the current. Even if you are now a Daoist, I still don't feel at ease. Can you let me watch? It depends... on our past friendship."

The other party did not answer.

He has already started to move.

The mighty power that controls the world begins to operate, and the behavior that violates the way of heaven causes the muffled sound of thunder, but as soon as the calamity cloud gathers, it dissipates in fear.

While the Tao was flowing, a long illusory river spread out under his feet, and the most mysterious river in the world appeared to the world for the first time.

The Taoist bent down, his black hair drooping, his face expressionless.

He dipped his hand into the water and fiddled.

The phantom-like river suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

The demon lord's eyes didn't shift,

He knew that although the person in front of him acted lightly, it was at the most dangerous time.

Retrogression of cause and effect, and resurrection of the dead are originally fantasies that only exist in legends.

And no matter how many people in the world can really see the long river, but the moment they lean over to grab the water, the cause and effect will be confused, and if they are not careful, their own existence will be wiped out.

That's a real dead body.

This is the reason why those who step on the shore dare not interfere with cause and effect at all.

Only the Taoist and the Dao are eternal, and the Dao is immortal, and its existence will not perish—from the beginning to the end of time, from the source to the end of cause and effect.

The muffled thunder continued to vibrate, and the whole world began to shake slightly. The Demon Lord stepped on the bank, and saw the mighty rushing river showing a meandering shape, and the reflection of the world was distorted and distorted. At the moment of collapse, the Taoist Lord raised his hand, With a cold reprimand: "Definitely!"

Everything in the world stopped suddenly under this order, and the demon lord saw the other party stand up, with five fingers pouring down silver water splashes, splashing down in the silent river.

Moments later, the river surged forward again, and the world began to move again.

And as if silently, the cause and effect have changed, and many non-existent lives glow with vitality.

Except for the strong man who has stepped on the shore halfway and can glimpse the long river, no one knows the change.

The devil knows that this world is already another world.

His divine thoughts covered the vast land.

He saw the old land where he and Lin Chuan had walked, the devastated scars disappeared, and the place where the sect of Shangxuan Xianzong was located was full of people, and monks walked through.The people who had been turned into flying ashes in the main hall of the sect returned to the world alive.

He watched a tall monk practicing cross-legged in the Shangxuanzong's cave, and he recognized that it was Feng Yang, Ji Linchuan's junior brother.

He turned his gaze, and saw that the Powang Sword Sect was no longer covered in blood, and on the beautiful mountain, the sword cultivators were exchanging swords, chatting and laughing happily.

He watched coldly a white long-haired sword repairer rushing to Yujian, and hugged a couple on the mountain. The couple's faces were inexplicable, but they still smiled and patted the top of their son's head dotingly.

He went to see Demon Realm again.

The ruins of the Bliss Fairy Palace were gone, and many demon cultivators walked through the palace, indulgent.Among them is a beautiful and sweet woman who dances in the courtyard with her sword raised.The demon master recognized that this was Ling Yue, the demon cultivator woman from the lower realm who had been obsessed with Ji Linchuan.

The woman put away her sword, and kissed her side with a smile. The tall man next to her stepped forward, hugged her with a smile, and kissed her intimately on the face.

The devil no longer looks at it.

His sight fell into the depths of the Demon Realm.

In the palace deep in the devil world surrounded by corpses, a boy with black hair and blood eyes was swinging his legs on the seat boredly.

As if aware of something, he raised his head and looked at the devil in the void. After a while, he curled his lips, lowered his head, put his right hand on his chest, and saluted slightly.

—Smelly brat.

The Demon Lord thought about it, and cast his gaze to the lower realm.

One day in the sky and one year in the ground.The Heavenly Spirit Realm is no longer what it used to be.Shangxuanxianzong and Powangjianzong still remained. He saw a statue standing on the top of the mountain, and an endless stream of people winding on the mountain road, going to worship.

The face of the statue has long been blurred, but the devil knows that it is Ji Linchuan.

The several catastrophes in the Heavenly Spirit World that year were only overcome by Ji Linchuan with his own strength.It is only natural to be worshiped by this.

Mozun is not without pride.

His gaze swept across the mortal world, through the Nine Nethers, the land of chaos, and the chains that imprisoned the dragon had disappeared.The white-haired Taoist, incarnated by the dragon of chaos, stepped out and entered this vast world with his real body for the first time.

Mozun thought, Ji Linchuan really remembered every karma, every promise clearly.

——Does that also mean that the other party still remembers his company for a long time and has not turned into nothingness with the realm?

He thought so, turned around, but the man was nowhere to be seen.

The long river still flows forward, as if it has existed here forever.

The devil stared at his own shadow in the river, and slowly closed his eyes.