Cultivation of Life Winner

At this time, Huang Yiyuan frowned, and around him, there were strands of pure white and extremely fine silk threads constantly surrounding it.These threads are the cause and effect of a person.

A person's life is more or less contaminated with many causes and effects.People in this world, even immortals, cannot cut off all their karma.Moreover, cause and effect are determined by God, and cannot be interfered at will.Once disturbed, it will definitely have an impact on one's own luck and other aspects.

Naturally, this kind of influence can be good or bad, and everything depends on the luck of the individual.But at this moment, Huang Yiyuan's methods were even more brutal.He didn't unilaterally interfere with cause and effect, he actually intercepted it directly!

On the palm of Huang Yiyuan's hand, a white line of pure color light that appeared and disappeared was being grasped by him.The white silk thread is constantly twisting at this moment, and as the silk thread continues to twist, Huang Yiyuan's breath is instantly disrupted.

If one is not good, Huang Yiyuan's cause and effect will be completely confused, and then he will never recover.

"Rong!" Even though the cause and effect were chaotic, Huang Yiyuan's eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation.Following Huang Yiyuan's movements, the line of cause and effect went towards the ancient mirror of reincarnation in an instant.

It is rumored that in ancient times, the ancient mirror of reincarnation guarded reincarnation, and the three thousand illusions used cause and effect as food to cleanse the souls of all beings.After ancient times, reincarnation was broken, Huangquan River dried up, and the ancient mirror of reincarnation disappeared between heaven and earth.But at this moment, since Huang Yiyuan used the method of sacrifice and his own karma, he opened up a fantasy world!

Three thousand illusions, both true and false, between the virtual and the real.True or false, everything depends on the opener.

After the causal line was integrated into the ancient mirror, the fusion speed of the cracks on the ancient mirror was accelerated a lot in an instant.After a breath, the crack disappeared completely.And at the moment when the crack disappeared, an extremely strong savage air suddenly swept out from the ancient mirror.

"Three Thousand Illusions of the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation, open." In this world, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, layers of ripples are constantly rippling.And Huang Yiyuan's body trembled suddenly when it was touched by the ripples, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, and gradually, he even stopped breathing.

And as the ripples spread, the heart of the young man who was coming suddenly jumped, and an extremely powerful sense of crisis surged into his heart.This sense of crisis was like countless thunderbolts suddenly exploding in his heart, and that terrifying feeling, like fighting against the might of God in a catastrophe, was a hundred times stronger!

Almost instantly, the young man turned around without hesitation and was about to retreat.But in the next moment, the young man seemed to be cast with a fixation spell. The moment the ripple touched his body, he was actually frozen in the void.The color of this young man's face even carried an expression of endless horror.

It was the fairy puppet, even if it was a dead thing, it was motionless and still in the air at this moment.It seems that it has stood motionless in this void for thousands of years.

As the fluctuations spread, the fluctuations gradually stopped after a thousand miles.And at the moment of stopping, a savage air emanated from the ancient mirror, and it went in the direction of the unknown destination.

At this time, a huge statue kneeled on the ground in a place full of lightning and fire.The statue holds up both hands, as if offering sacrifices and surrendering.

And under the huge statue, a figure was lying quietly in the thunder and lightning below.The most weird thing is that not far from this person, there is actually a tall cicada chrysalis.At this moment, within the cicada chrysalis, there was a sound like the beating of a heart.

And thousands of feet away from all this, a shirtless man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a face full of ashes, with a bit of bitterness on his face.

The wonders of this place stand quietly like a silent painting.The moment of discovering the change may only be waited until the figure on the ground wakes up.

But at this moment, a subtle aura descended on the land of thunder and fire instantly.Although this aura was weak, the instant it appeared, it caused the thunder and fire aura that filled the sky to pause slightly, as if he was afraid of this aura.

The next moment, the breath was divided into three parts.In the blink of an eye, they flew towards the cicada chrysalis, the man in the distance, and the person filled with lightning.

The moment the breath merged, no matter whether it was the cicada pupa or the man thousands of feet away, they all gradually stopped breathing at this moment!

In the void, a woman was walking slowly.But the next moment, the extremely delicate storage bag hanging around the woman's waist trembled.Then, a golden light flashed, and it disappeared in front of the woman's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?" The woman was taken aback for a moment, showing some disbelief, "This golden elixir did not hesitate to expend the qi of its own elixir to escape, could it be aware of something?" the woman murmured to herself.The next moment, the woman changed the direction of her feet and chased after the golden light.

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This is an island, surrounded by endless sea.This island is huge, at least for Qingpeng.Qingpeng is only 13 years old this year. He was born on this island and grew up to such an age that he has never seen the world outside this island.

His father told him that beyond this island was the endless sea.Kelp is their food and brings them wealth.But at the same time, this sea is also like a ferocious beast, which will devour every living being.Qingpeng's mother was buried in the bottom of the sea forever in a tsunami when he was a child.

Qingpeng was named by his mother. His father said that his mother was a remarkable woman.Because her mother was lucky enough to meet a foreigner when she was a child, and that person taught her some words.His mother used to be one of the few people on the island who could read and write.

The meaning of Qingpeng is to hope that he has the ambition of Qingyun, so that he can go to the sky and leave this island in the future.It is rumored that through this sea, there will be a wider world outside.Where there is no tsunami, no hunger, it is the paradise that everyone dreams of.

But Qingpeng knows that leaving the island is not easy.His father had been at sea all his life, and had never seen any land other than an island.These four weeks, apart from the endless sea, is still the sea.

At this time, some black and thin Qingpeng was sitting on a very round stone hit by the sea water.He looked into the distance. His father had gone out to sea, and he didn't know when he would come back.

The sky was getting darker gradually.The heavy snow all over the sky was scattered from the sky one after another.When a snowflake fell on Qingpeng's neck, a coolness melted into Qingpeng's heart from the skin.

He stood up, showing panic all over his body.

It's snowing, and when the snow stops, a tsunami will happen!Qingpeng still vaguely remembered that his mother died in such a situation.

His father has not yet returned.If the people who go to sea cannot return before the snow stops, they will be buried in the sea forever.They will become the sacrifices of the Sea God and will never be able to return to the shore.

Qingpeng's dark eyes showed endless fear, but he still ran back.He is going to find the chief shaman, maybe the chief shaman has a way.

With a bang, the wooden door was knocked open, Qingpeng panted, and cried out to a dark and thin old man with braided hair and strands hanging behind his head: "Mr. Wu, it's snowing, it's snowing!" It's..."

Bang, the stone cup fell to the ground, the old man stood up tremblingly, and stumbled to the door.

"It's snowing, it's snowing, God's punishment has become more and more frequent these past few years, is it true that God wants to cut me off as a family of crossing the sea?" While walking, the old man muttered to himself.His tone was unusually sad.

After the old man, another boy ran out after him.The boy's skin was also dark, but his eyes were healthy and bright red.Moreover, this boy was wearing a pair of very delicate and clean linen.This is obviously a very special existence for this materially poor island.

The boy glanced at Qingpeng, and then chased after the old man.

At night, heavy snow was still falling.The snow fell heavily, and the entire island seemed to be covered with a layer of silver.But at this time, even though they were only wearing thin clothes, they gathered on the shore as if they were not afraid of the cold.

Here, there is a simple altar.In the color of the altar, the boy in sackcloth sat up with an expression on his face, and the old man held the torch in his hand with a solemn expression.

All the islanders bowed down, including Qingpeng.

Above, the old man held a torch and sang in a strange and desolate voice: "My family of crossing the sea stands in the sky and the earth. I am grateful for the grace of the world, and I will never give up in this life. When the sky asks, can it be returned to humans? "

As the old man sang and drank, the people below also began to sing and drank.The voice was a bit desolate in the howling sea wind, and seemed to be a bit of a sad whimper.

This sacrifice lasted until the sky turned white, and the heavy snow had already fallen.After finally revealing that four or five people were frozen in a coma, the sacrifice was finally over.And those who went to sea still haven't returned.

Qingpeng sat on the cold straw mat, the only quilt at home was wrapped around his body.His father, probably won't come back.So, how should he survive.

In an instant, great fear and uneasiness flooded the young man's heart.No more relatives, no more relatives.He was so frightened and disturbed that he even forgot how to cry.

At noon, someone came.Qingpeng trembled, and gently opened the door.Then, a somewhat submissive look appeared on his face.

"Witch, why are you here?" Just like Chief Wu, Wu Zi's identity is also very special.

The witch is the young man in linen clothes.At this moment, the young man frowned slightly when he heard the other party's words of fear.

"Qingpeng, we played together since childhood, do you have to call me that?"

"But...but..." Qingpeng was still a little cautious.It's different now, the other party is no longer a child like him, he has become a witch.The witch, who can communicate with the gods, is a deified existence on this island.

He has been educated to deify witch sons and witch leaders for many years, and he can't do what the other party said.