The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

The night wind blows.

In the spring night, the boundless and cool snowflakes fell on the yellow sand in the valley, and the ground became white in an instant.

Ye Tan slowly raised his head and saw the stars falling all over the sky.

That person also looked slowly, seeing this strange astrology, but seemed to have lost the reaction he should have.

His eyes turned back to Ye Tan's face, as if to him, this face was more important than this overwhelming vision.

Ye Tan still raised his eyes and watched quietly, the meteor reflected in those emerald cold eyes, as clear and clean as a holy lake in the snowy area.

And this snowy lake is located between the autumn water and the spring mountain.

That white face is more flawless than ice and snow, like an epiphyllum blooming in the night.

Men don't know what the legendary Udumbara flower looks like, but it must be more beautiful than the epiphyllum flower.

In any case, it should be white.

Snowflakes fell on Ye Tan's red clothes, and meteors lit up the night sky. The night and ice and snow made the red color more beautiful, and the pure red color was more pure than white at this moment.

The more he realized this, the clearer the thought in the man's dazed and chaotic sea of ​​consciousness became.

"Utan Polo, isn't it white?" He looked at Ye Tan as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Why is Ye Tan red?

There is a pure and holy beauty between the pale ice and snow-colored eyebrows, like a treasure stolen from the fairyland, ignoring the red dress, it reminds people of the Buddha's son in the legendary Buddha's hometown, pure and detached.

But no one can ignore this red dress, therefore, the purer the expression of this face, the more mysterious and desolate it is.

The man suddenly seemed to grasp some idea, opened his mouth, and stretched out his hand to grab Yetan's shoulder: "Why hasn't Zisang Junyan come yet? It's impossible for them not to alert Zisang Junyan to take you away..."

Hearing Zisang Junyan's name, Ye Tan slowly lowered his eyes, and Fei's cold eyes fell into the man's startled eyes.

The expression on the man's face was stiff, and he said a word.

His voice was pierced by a sharp weapon shot from a distance, and blood streaked across Yetan's eyelids, like a peach blossom suddenly blooming in a spring night.

The emerald cold eyes were half-closed, peaceful and quiet, and the gentle and cool eyes were watching the fallen man.

From the beginning to the end, no matter what happened in front of him, someone killed someone one moment, someone was killed the next moment, and how many people who owned him changed hands in the blink of an eye, he regarded it as normal.

That beautiful face was so quiet that it was almost innocent, even if someone raised a weapon against him and released spells, he would not resist and would not put up defenses.

He was sober as if he was a world away from them, as if it didn't matter what others did to him.

The new waves of people who appeared in front of him were fighting, and Ye Tan was still in the intertwined sword shadows and attacks. He didn't even look at them, even if he was snatched from one force to another in the blink of an eye.

He was just obedient and careless, looking down at the man on the ground.

"What did you want to tell me just now?"

Swords and swords, spells and spiritual power, you come and go, the hustle and bustle is endless.

Yetan's voice was very soft, but the man could hear it clearly, as if only this voice was clear in the world.

"You are not...not Udumbara!"

The man clutched the wound that ran through his neck from right to left, and tried his best to make a sound.

His voice trembled very lightly, but everyone present heard it.

At the moment of hearing, all the fighting stopped silently.

They were on guard against each other, looking at the man on the ground, and at Ye Tan who looked down at the man without even looking at them.

They seemed to be bewildered now, and discovered the strangeness and strangeness in Yetan just like the men.

That quiet innocent, undefended silence.

It's like, it's not they who decide who can get this Udumbara, but this Udumbara is choosing them.

"Stop beating," the man said with difficulty in a weak voice, "He can't make people ascend. If He could, Zisang Junyan would have already ascended."

Ye Tan looked at him quietly with his eyes closed, Qing Sheng's beautiful face was a little careless, but Qing Ling's eyes were still watching him, proving that his soul was still here.

Yetan's voice was very soft, like a whisper: "I'm not Udumbara, what is it?"

The others thought the same, staring closely at the dying man and Ye Tan on the ground, and wary of each other.

The man struggled to breathe, kept looking at Yetan, and said with all his might, "The red...are you...polluted, fallen, demon?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding breath stopped.

Only Ye Tan remained calm.

The lips of the man on the ground trembled, and he said calmly: "Isn't it ascending, is it becoming a demon?"

At this moment, countless stars fell into the sky above the sky.

I don't know if it was because of the vision or because of the man's words, the people around let out an exclamation, and all backed away, distanced themselves from Yetan.

Ye Tan looked back slightly, paused halfway, and didn't really turn around to look at them.

He continued to look at the man on the ground, and calmly said in an emotionless voice, "It's polluted. All Udumbaras are white. There really is no red Udumbara in this world."

The man's neck, which he tried to raise, completely relaxed the moment he got the answer. He covered his neck and murmured in a daze, "Sure enough. Who, who polluted you?"

His slack eyes were calm like never before, and he looked at Ye Tan with pity and unbearable eyes.

It's like human beings seeing the tragedy of good being destroyed.

Ye Tan: "A heart. A heart that loves the world, but is not recognized as a human being, and does not know what it is."

His brisk voice said calmly: "But this heart can make me bloom. Nothing can make me bloom in 1 years, and neither can heaven, but after getting all the blood flowing out of this heart, From the moment you open your eyes, inevitably, every day and every night, the flower grows by itself and wants to bloom. It is also the master of this heart, with the ability to suspend flowering."

The man looked at him, restraining the weakness caused by the injury, and looked at Yetan seriously: "You use us to escape from Zisang Junyan, is it because Zisang Junyan wants to seal you? Yu Luo Xiaotai is also looking for you."

Just now he almost went crazy during the killing, and asked Ye Tan if he wanted them to kill each other, but now he couldn't help worrying about him.

When each of them saw him, something was ignited in their hearts. He seemed to have everything that no one could desire in a lifetime, and if they got him, they would have everything.

The man doesn't know what it is, it's just what people want instinctively, how could he really hurt him?

Ye Tan raised his eyes and looked at the sky where meteors fell in the distance, his eyes were empty and aimless: "You want to know how Utan Polo can make people soar? I will tell you now. It needs a very strong heart demon, if it is not enough To be strong, there must be many, many, as numerous as stars."

Behind them, the others finally spoke up: "It is rumored that Udumbara is not a saint, and the Buddha cannot pass. Why do you say that you need a demonic image?"

Ye Tan didn't turn his head, didn't look at anyone, and said flatly: "Only cross the holy Buddha, because the more saintly and Buddha, the power of the inner demon is stronger. In the world of cultivation, the inner demon is the same as the cultivator's cultivation level. Yes. It is difficult for the demons to ascend, because the demons themselves are their demons."

The man said with a weak breath, "Do all Udumbaras need it, or is it because you are polluted...?"

"I don't know, I'm the only polluted Udumbara left in the world." Yetan's quiet face was inattentive, only his cold eyes were clear, "I need the appearance of a demon, to bloom."

The man was startled: "Do you want to bloom?"

The others immediately said, "We'll find the Demonic Aspect for you right now..."

"No need." Ye Tan looked at the sky full of meteors falling, "Someone has already prepared for me."

"Who?"

Ye Tan said softly, "God."

……

Zisang Junyan's brows were slightly condensed, and his black eyes were quietly looking down the mountain.

His eyes saw something unusual.

Have you ever seen the night come?Since the sunset, the land of the East Pole will be covered with a layer of very light blue.

Like the shallowest seawater, it submerges silently from east to west.

Just like the sea water in the sky, until it covers the entire sky, turning the sky into a dark blue sea.

This is just a metaphor.

But now, something really swept the sky like this metaphor.

The stars all over the sky fell because of this.

This twilight-like sea is nothing but miscellaneous qi, which is much richer than miscellaneous qi, and it is evil thoughts.

When twilight covers the entire sky, the world will be full of magic thoughts.

It was not simple, the whole world became Demon World.

It's more like the changes in the entire Netherworld when the cycle of the Underworld was cut off and the Underworld collapsed 800 years ago.

At that time, the whole world will become an existence similar to a demon.

what happened?

Zisang Junyan first discovered the clue because many demonic people suddenly appeared in this village in a short period of time.

They looked normal and sober, the only abnormal thing was that everyone's heart was filled with murderous thoughts.

Jianxiu has no life and death in his heart, which is normal.

It seems logical that the killer only wants to kill the target.

However, in such an ordinary small village, it is too abnormal for top-notch killers and sword repairers to appear one after another.

It was as if it was specially prepared for him.

Some kind of existence fiddled with everything. He didn't want these people to kill Zi Sang Junyan, but he wanted Zi Sang Junyan to kill them.

It's like giving Zi Sang Junyan the Book of Destiny 1000 years ago, letting him reap those lives with the righteousness of heaven.

But this time, Zisang Junyan did not kill these people.

[Why not do this?They don't care about their own life and death, they rush to the tip of your knife by themselves, follow the rules, and they have to die.Just like when autumn comes, the grass turns yellow, the wolf eats the deer, the deer eats the grass, and the grass ignites a wildfire. 】

The will of Yu Luo Xiaotai's master appeared just like that, directly appearing in Zisang Junyan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Just like when he accepted the inheritance of the way of heaven and became the second generation of heirs of the way of heaven.

Zisang Junyan's subordinates kept moving, knocking these people unconscious and making them lose their mobility. There was no surprise about the appearance of Yu Luoxiaotai's master.

Of course Zisang Junyan would not be surprised, because it was because of him that Master Yu Luoxiao was able to return.

Although, Zisang Junyan is not sure whether this will is the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, or a consciousness left by the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, or it is the way of heaven.

On the day that Yetan entered Jiu Shichen's inner demon state, Zisang Junyan and the distracted spirits of the elder Jiu Shichen entered the temple together.

The shrine, the temple, no matter how you call it, it is the former residence of the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai in the final analysis.

99 prohibitions, the existence of this alone shows a very obvious message: there is something important hidden here.

If it is not an extremely important thing, since the owner is no longer there, why is there such a majestic defense?

Not only Zisang Junyan knows this truth, but also the elders of Jiu Shichen, otherwise they would not have to take the risk of being distracted to enter, and some of their primordial spirits would be wiped out by Jianxue, resulting in a great loss of cultivation base and lifespan.

But now they ushered in a turning point, Ye Tan entered their inner demon state, and after Fusheng's inner demon was destroyed, he began to loosen the realm that had been staying in the Mahayana stage, showing signs of breaking through the tribulation stage.

Not only Fu Sheng, but also the other nine ministers.

Especially Yuli, his inner demons destroyed his whole life, and his cultivation has been greatly improved.

If they can break through the catastrophe period before their longevity is exhausted, the primordial spirit that was annihilated by Jianxue's sword will be completely restored.

Zisang Junyan discovered the secret when Jianxue triggered all the restrictions with a sword without hesitation, and the temple fell into the hell under Biluo Mountain.

Elder Jiu Shichen's distraction was not because he was imprisoned in the temple and could not escape, and then disappeared in the hell.

Before the temple fell into hell, Jiu Shichen's distraction disappeared.

It's not annihilation, nor is it disappearing for nothing. If it just disappears, these distractions should return to their bodies.

Yes, there was something that absorbed the distraction of Elder Jiu Shichen.

Jianxue's sword opened all the restrictions, and the mysterious existence in the restrictions absorbed these sacrifices and was awakened.

This awakened existence is the ink characters that appear in Zisangjun Yan's sea of ​​knowledge at will, a ray of will of Yu Luoxiaotai's master.

He was also like this at that time, suddenly appearing in Zisang Junyan's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Zi Sang Junyan, long time no see, why didn't you die? 】

This is the first sentence of 800 years between their master and apprentice.

The voice of that will was calm, and he asked why he didn't die, all of them were noble and graceful, calm and indifferent.

Zisang Junyan was indifferent, calm and indifferent: "You were sealed? Who did it?"

Then, he heard a completely unexpected answer.