After being dressed as the evil god

In the boundless snowfield, the sky and the earth are white and inseparable.

In this vast and vast whiteness, there is a tiny bit of blackness, which sucks up all the light.

Daxuan stood in the middle of the snow field, his black clothes fluttered in the wind of the snow field, his black pen drew endless ink, and his black eyes held the heaven and the earth.

He is isolated in this whiteness, so dark that every inch of the edge is sharp and sharp, without a trace of whiteness.

A snow hill lay silently behind Daxuan, undulating in the sunlight, forming a gray-blue shadow.

With a flick of the black cuffs, the snow mound suddenly split open like a lotus flower, and the solid and dense snow layer accumulated for countless years slowly slid down, exposing the hard rock below.

Daxuan suddenly said, "What's the matter?"

The figure of Xi Chen'an quietly appeared, stood respectfully behind Daxuan, and reported the situation in Jidi.

He has been bowing his head respectfully, and the back of the god is reflected in his consciousness.

The peeling snow layer shook the air, and flakes of snow condensed in the cold wind.The god has been watching Xueqiu.

Xi Chen'an didn't know the origin of this god, nor did he know the goal of the god.He could only see from the seeds scattered by the gods in Jidi that he seemed to be making an enemy of chaos.

Ever since they were taken away from the netherworld by this Xuanyi god, they have become the subordinates of the god.

They were not being manipulated, at least Xi Chen'an could confirm that he was still sane.And the reason why he stayed here was driven by the gods, because he clearly felt the deed.

Xi Chen'an couldn't remember when or why he made the contract with the gods, but he remembered an impression—a long time ago, he once prayed to a name.

That is a contract engraved on the Tao, which cannot be changed and cannot be rebelled.

Among these monks who were brought by the gods because of the deeds, some were forced, such as the ferrymen of the underworld and other evil spirits who were frightened in the underworld; Xu's ghost dog; there are also those who are willing to stay, such as him.

Xi Chen'an is not loyal to this mysterious god just because of this, the reason he is here is the same as the reason why he turned to abandon the Ferryman and Nuxu to cooperate.Besides, even if the heart is unwilling, so what?Like those ferrymen from the underworld, they are unwilling, so can they resist the gods?

However, to do the same thing, the results of seriousness and foolishness are completely different.Xi Chen'an watched those idiots perfunctory and thoughtful, and only sneered in his heart.

If the gods don't control their minds, isn't it impossible?Playing tricks under such a being who can move the ghost with a single thought, is because he is afraid that he will live too comfortably.

The snow that fell was even greater.Xi Chen'an reported the situation in Jidi, he didn't add any details to the deeds of those who are not inferior, and he didn't have to describe them for them, he just explained the situation plainly and simply.

A piece of fluttering snowflakes fell in front of Daxuan, he raised his hand, and the snowflakes fell on his fingertips.

This is a lifeless snowfield, and the residents closest to this snowfield call it Never Spring.Even the vitality brought by the spring of heaven and earth and the revival of Huamang has not changed the color of this snowfield.

The earth has its own ups and downs, and there are often strange places that do not change with the solar terms.It is not uncommon for places like this to have winter in all seasons, but this place is different.

Ordinary places of eternal winter, such as snow peaks on the plateau, although often covered with snow and cold wind like a knife, still have vitality that can withstand the severe cold.Or like low flowers and plants blooming in the ice and snow, or like wild animals in white fur, or like small insects burrowing in the soil... What's more, there are all kinds of strange beasts that are not afraid of the ice and snow, and live freely in the severe cold.

In addition, spiritual currents flow in places with little vitality. Spiritual resources are born because of Tao, not because of vitality. Therefore, in such places, various treasures of heaven and earth, such as ice that will not melt, will be transformed, and monks will come to pick them occasionally.

However, in this snowfield, there is no life at all, the aura is dry, and the aura is dead. It is a completely desperate place.

No living beings can survive here, no treasures can be bred here, and no monks can practice here.

Therefore, a long time ago, the original residents here migrated away and never came back.

Daxuan stared at the delicate structure of the snowflake and said, "I see."

With a light twirl of the god's fingers, the crystal clear snowflake shattered.

The thick snow layer of the snow mound then slid off completely, revealing the ancient and magnificent stone building below—it was not a snow mound, but an abandoned temple, sunk in the snow field that was no longer suitable for human habitation.

It's so big and solid, it's almost like a hill.Over a long period of time, it has accumulated layer after layer of snow, and the snow below is more and more compacted by the snow above, and gradually becomes ice and snow as dense as a stone.

Layer after layer of snow falls, layer after layer of snow wraps, layer after layer of snow grows.

This ancient temple gradually grew into a tall snow hill.

Now, under the mighty power of the gods, those thick layers of snow slid down layer by layer, blooming from sparse to dense, revealing the solidified lotus heart.

Looking at the temple, Xi Chen'an was speechless for a moment, as if his heart was also empty.

This temple... is as majestic as a mountain, strong and majestic!

Each stone brick is as tall as a person, and the huge stone bricks are stacked layer by layer to form a thick wall, which is assembled into a solid column and a broad roof.

This is a temple built purely of stones like a hill.

Seeing it is like seeing countless creatures chiseling, carving, and polishing here in a simple and pious way long ago... Reliefs are chiseled on the walls, and concave patterns are polished on the stone pillars. Every chiseling mark tells piety, Every line is coagulated with painstaking effort.

This is a solidified sacrificial song that has been handed down since ancient times and sung by believers.

Instead of collapsing, the huge temple propped up a raised snow mound.As if the ancient time was frozen by the endless ice and snow in the snow field, there are not many traces of damage on this ancient temple.

But Xi Chen'an knew that was not the case - he felt devout faith from those stones.

From excavation, transportation, to construction, to sculpture... the creatures at every step are pious, and their beliefs are condensed on each stone brick, which will be indestructible for a long time.

Daxuan stepped into the temple.The mysterious dao rhyme enveloped this place, making it unknowable, invisible, unpredictable, and unsearchable.

Xi Chen'an followed behind the god. He looked at the temple curiously, and only found a few broken corners and not deep scratches. This shows that the creatures who built this temple have little faith in themselves. shake.

And this is almost a miracle more incredible than the sun and the moon shining together, and the sky and the earth being dark.

Because in this world, the most uncontrollable thing is the heart.

Even if there is the mighty power of the gods, they can turn the sun and the moon upside down, and reverse life and death, but they can't make the heart unfeeling or lustful.

All mortal beings are the masters of their own hearts, and only they can change their own hearts; all mortal beings are the slaves of their own hearts, and their minds gallop freely, dragging all beings to stumble in samsara.

How was such a temple built?

Daxuan walked forward in the high and wide temple, and the long-silent building seemed to wake up. Xi Chen'an watched the back of the god and felt the solemnity and solemnity.

Is this the god's long-forgotten temple?Is this a forgotten god?Can he... peek into the origin of the gods?

But when he walked to the altar at the end of the temple, Xi Chen'an found that the place where the statue should be enshrined was empty on the tall altar built of layers of boulders.

He watched the figure in the black robe walk towards the altar, as if watching a god return to his seat through the vast time.

But the god stopped before the altar.

Daxuan leaned casually by the altar, turned around and smiled casually.

Xi Chen'an was so startled by this smile, he suddenly noticed a place in this temple that he had neglected - this is already a very old, very old temple.

As time passes and reincarnation refines, pious beliefs will pass away.

All of this is in the past.

Daxuan looked up at him, as if he was not only looking at him, as if he was looking at Jidi, but also as if he was not only looking at Jidi.

Things that have long passed away seem to be only worth a casual smile. What he is looking at is the present world.

Those who are constantly thinking about it don't have to worry about it. The usage of obedience and obedience, and the usage of rebellion and rebellion are all available.

Jidi is the backup warehouse of Great Yin.It is almost only connected with Great Yin—although Jidi is connected with Mindi and Liangguo, although some lands are connected, but the connected places are not extensive, and there are more natural dangers blocking each other.

Therefore, Jidi is almost a vast and fertile land isolated behind the Great Yin.

Although Yin Tianzi is dead, Jidi is still under the control of Hunhun.

Among all the countries, Lu State has the help of the gods and has preserved the most strength in the catastrophe, but it does not border Yin and Hebei; Liang State is still relying on Lu State to recuperate because of the previous incident.Only Min and Sui are able to take over the inheritance of Great Yin—the king of Sui should live up to his worries about what the country of Sui should do in the catastrophe. Leaning on Lord Yan behind Min Di, I can feel a little relieved.

These two countries are now rectifying the power and mess of Great Yin, and Great Yin has fallen into the hands of Lord Yan, but they have no spare energy to toss about Jidi any more.

The current situation in Jidi is inseparable from chaos.

If the chaotic small world is the manifestation of his fundamental way, like a single tree, which cannot grow into a forest, it is a tree rooted in the wound of heaven and earth, and it is a sword with the purpose of tearing; then The former Jidi was more like a vast forest, using the all-encompassing and nuanced Tao of Fangtiandi as a forest tree, covering up the ferociousness and horror of the fundamental tree of chaos in the seemingly normal forest ; and the current Jidi is like an infested forest.

All the trees are gradually transforming into that hideous tree.Like a huge banyan tree, it is as dense as a forest, but all the "trees" are just its aerial roots.

When all the trees look the same, it seems like it should be.

Chaos will become a forest alone.His way is that he has no relatives and relatives, uses the heaven and the earth to support himself, regards all living beings as food, and can eat as much as he can except himself.He needs no companions, nor can he stand at the top with others.His way can only accommodate one person.

He is already in a hurry to show his way so clearly in Jidi now.

He wants the world to recognize his way, accept his way, and finally achieve his way.Hunyuan returned to the true great god, he dared to give himself such a name!

It is true that Chaos does not want to destroy the world.The collision between Dao will definitely bring damage. He has already regarded everything in this world as his own, so how can he be willing to damage it?Therefore, his previous methods have been relatively mild, only subtly influencing Jidi, and using it as a gap to open the way of the world here.

But now that he has suffered one after another, he is worried that if he continues to soften, he may be completely defeated, so he changed his old behavior in Jidi.

But it's only now that I think about changing it, don't you think it's too late?

However, even if it is aware of it, the chaos cannot be changed.

Greed is in the nature of his chosen path.

"How do you feel when you see his way?" Daxuan asked Xi Chen'an leaning on the tall stone steps of the altar with his legs scattered.

Xi Chen'an pulled out his heart from the sorrowful emptiness that seemed to witness the impermanence of everything gone, took a deep breath, and said, "That's not the right way."

He once discussed with Nvxu, thinking that he is not holy, and there must be mistakes.It is arrogance to be sure of one's own right and to be sure of another's wrong.But he is not completely without his own judgment.

He saw the way manifested by chaos from Jidi, and that way would not work.

Or take a step back and say, that way, at least he doesn't work.

That is a way that is destined to be the enemy of all living beings, and Hun Chao has the confidence to win over everyone and become the one who will always stand at the top—he turned himself into that way.But Xi Chen'an didn't have such confidence.

The way of heaven and earth may be overturned and reset, and he wants to find a correct way for himself.

"Correct..." Daxuan laughed softly, "Wrong..."

With a hook of his finger, a mask flew from Xi Chenan's body and fell into his hand.

It was a wooden mask, and the natural wood grain on it was twisted into weird human or animal shapes.A sword mark almost split the mask in half, and the left and right wood grains seemed to be struggling to close it again, but was blocked by the remaining sword intent on the sword mark, so it couldn't be done.

Xi Chen'an recognized this mask, which was the wooden mask that Bie had traded to him in the early years for the matter of women's beards.

This strange face itself is an evil magic weapon, which has weird effects such as controlling the puppet stand-in and so on. After being injured by the sword intent, it is almost destroyed, but it somehow melts into the soul of a monk, and the spirit of the magic weapon absorbs the soul of the monk The strength of the body barely maintains itself from collapsing.

The soul is also strange, although it is essentially one soul, it is divided into two sides due to good and evil. A piece of remnant soul, but there is a way to restrain the spirit of the magic weapon.

Therefore, the spirit of the magic weapon, the two sides of good and evil, can be regarded as a stalemate in this strange situation, and no one can do anything to the other.

Xi Chen'an found it interesting, so he kept the strange face for research.He has enough eyesight to see that Feiying practiced the evil method of splitting the soul in order to save her life.This kind of evil method is all narrow-minded, even the best, but also has serious flaws.Feiying was trapped by this evil method, and the fragments of her soul that split out somehow became a completely different appearance from her own personality cognition.

If it weren't for the embarrassing situation at this time, the two spirits from the same source would have to fight each other to survive.The stone is too incomplete, so it will inevitably be swallowed by Feiying again, but only he can restrain the magic weapon spirit of the mask. As a result, although Feiying is strong, he has to endure it, and he can't even think of a way to readjust the concept of the stone into Same as himself, because the stone's way of restraining the spirit of the magic weapon is based on the kind thoughts in his heart.

Of course, Xi Chen'an could see that it was the lighting method of the Mingdeng Sect. He had cooperated with the monks of the Mingdeng Sect many times in the netherworld.

But he chose not to hand over the mask to the members of the Bright Lantern Cult. He only asked how they fell to such a state from the mouths of these two souls, and he also intervened in his spare time to prevent them from being temporarily slack or shaken by the trick. prevailed.Of course, no matter how much Feiying begged to curry favor, Xi Chen'an would not help them get rid of Guilian - without this rare and unusual situation, Guiying is just an ordinary magic weapon to him.

It's a pity that the two souls are also confused with each other, and Shishi has lost a large part of his memory after being split, and he doesn't know how he became what he is now.

Now that the gods took the trick, Xi Chen'an's mind turned in a flash, only to see the god flipping the trick, and said leisurely: "Good and evil, good and evil, good and bad..."

Daxuan's eyes seem to reflect the struggling soul in the mask, good and evil struggle endlessly, despise each other but have to coexist.The self becomes the enemy of loathing.

If they don't know that they are originally one, who can see that these two souls with very different minds are the same person?Even Xi Chen'an couldn't help seeing them separately.If Yang Cang, who patiently passed on the lighting method to Shi Shi, saw Fei Ying, he might not be able to recognize them as one.

But in Daxuan's eyes, they seem to have always been one.It is not the way of treating two spirits as the same person, but there is never the term "two"——Xi Chen'an regards them as an apple that has been split in half, but the apple is originally complete and does not increase or decrease , and will not be split in half. Feiying and stone are just like the green and red colors on an apple. No matter how the two colors change, the apple is just one.

Xi Chen'an admires Nvxu's selfless state, and Nvxu has cut everything to achieve this state, but this is not a path that Xi Chen'an can follow. If he can truly understand that Feiying and the stone are one, he will also be able to achieve it. There is nowhere for me.

But Daxuan didn't want to point him out, and the voice of the gods echoed in the temple of Gaokuangdi: "These things, the living beings care about them, the gods care about them, and Chaos cares about them, but the heaven and the earth don't care."

Heaven and earth don't care.

Xi Chen'an suddenly became a little dazed.He didn't know if he really understood the words of the gods.

Heaven and Earth don't care about right or wrong.The way of heaven and earth... how can there be a correct way?

He looked at the god almost in panic, but he immediately reacted in those eyes.

Heaven and earth don't care about his suffering and happiness, doesn't he also care about his own suffering and happiness?

His Tao is for himself, not for the world.

Daxuan tapped his finger on the tricky face, and moved again, and the tricky face disappeared.

He didn't know where his eyes fell.

The more you gather the calamity of heaven and earth, the more you will understand what is lacking in Tao.After gradually understanding why the appearance of the lack of Dao arises, he gradually has a guess about his lost thoughts-why he was not surprised by the dream of Shetu, why he insisted that there is a lack of Dao.

Why, he would come to where he is today.

Chaos cares about right and wrong, he thinks he is on the right path.

It is very difficult to get rid of Chaos, because he is rooted in the lack of Dao, but from another perspective, it is also very simple to deal with Chaos, you only need to make up for the lack of Tao.

Finding the lack of Tao does not mean that it can make up for the lack of Tao, just like seeing the changes in the phases of the moon in December does not mean that you understand why the phases of the moon change.But Daxuan has already guessed about it.

Now, he should deal with the gods.

The wooden ghostly surface with the soul of good and evil inside falls to an unknown distance following the connection between the dark and the dark.

God cares.