After being dressed as the evil god

In the chaotic little world.

The giant tree vibrated with crackling noises, and the willow-like bone blade pierced into its heart, tearing downwards, one cracked, and another one came, until the bone blade, which had suffered so much, crushed the giant tree. Most of it was broken, and the bark could no longer support the broken inside, and began to split into traces.

The thick aerial roots were broken by the skewed tree body, and the parasitic vines were pulled to the limit, and finally broke with earth-shattering noises.

What a magnificent death!This single tree that supported a small world let out an unbearable whine, but this did not arouse the pity of those parasitic creatures on this tree.

Bitter!

Every inch the bone blade pierced into the heart of the tree deepened, the pain they felt became deeper.

That is not suffering from outside, but the suffering they have experienced, endured and wailed.

To die meaninglessly again and again, to be killed, eaten, and fooled!Kill yourself, eat, fool others and fool yourself!

Where do they come from?Have you ever had warm emotions other than greed and hatred?Did anyone ever love them?Have you ever loved someone else?Is there someone you trust?Are you also trusted by others?

Where are they going?Are you going to sink into this endless struggle forever?Can it reach the top?Is climbing to the top enough?Can it not be bitter?Can you get used to the peaks that only one person can stand on?

Why are they here?

These creatures parasitic on the giant tree seemed to be mad with resentment and hatred, and tried their best to tear the giant tree.

This tearing does not scar the giants, and there is never a lack of grudge in their ascent.

But soon, the bitterness in their hearts overwhelmed the resentment, the desire to be free turned into madness, and the hearts free from suffering struggled to become clear. How can we end all this?

In the thought of their willingness to give up everything and seek solitude and relief from suffering, the physical body condensed from the desires of the heart began to shatter, and the true spirits with the wish for extinction and their disintegrated bodies fell like heavy snow and were drowned. The roots of giant trees.

Die, die.

There is no heart desire in the vow of liberation, and the fallen soul will no longer be "reborn" into a new body.

Life is suffering.

The turmoil in the small world suddenly stopped. Except for the falling true spirit, everything seemed to be frozen in ice. The majestic power of the master of the world descended, and the wailing sounds of the giant trees quieted down. They returned to their original positions as if time had flown back.

"Da, Xuan!" Hun Chao bit out the name heavily.He still can't see whose handwriting it is.

The ants that were used as pawns were still standing there, and a ray of icy anger from Chaos turned into the hostility of the world and overwhelmed them.

He really didn't expect that his own Dao was lacking, and the lack was in humble sentient beings.

But this loophole is only a slight omission that occurred under Daxuan's calculations, and it still can't shake his foundation!

His small world is based on the lack of Dao, and there were no true spirits at the beginning of its birth. Now these true spirits are all taken from the big world by him.As long as the small world is re-stabilised first, it is easy to mess with sentient beings. If Daxuan didn't interfere, how could they both realize suffering at the same time?

Under the will of the Lord of the World, the torn giant tree is slowly being pieced together. The leaves are reborn, the roots are reestablished, the vines are entwined, and the city is reborn.Falling spirits let them fall first.

The hearts of sentient beings are moved by suffering at this time, but it will not be long before greed, hatred and ignorance will regenerate, and the suffering will be covered up again.This is the nature of all beings!

But a fierce thunderbolt suddenly descended from the void, the majestic purple-gold color fell down, and a thunderclap exploded on the giant tree!

The giant tree shook again in an instant, and the wound that hadn't fully healed was torn apart again. On the scorched marks made by the thunder, there was a strong and sharp gold and silver covering, making the wound unable to heal.

There is wind in the void, and the misty wind is as real as it is illusory. It gently brushes the crown of the tree, and the emerald leaves turn yellow as if they have entered winter, and the pieces fall and break. The city fell together.

Water gushed out from under the earth-like roots, swept away all the true spirits that touched the water, turned their bitterness into a vast ocean, and eroded scars one after another on the gnarled roots.

Baidi, who has been staying outside the gap of Dao, and Shuixiang, who is paying attention to the chaotic small world, have already made a decisive move.

Xu Huan's desolate white hair fluttered in the pressure of chaos, this is the world of chaos, just one thought is enough to crush his soul, but Xu Huan still laughed wantonly.

Did his puppet on the stage also exceed the expectations of the person who set up the stage?Didn't he expect that his worthless sand and stones can hurt people?

A stroke of ink suddenly soaked out from behind him, tearing a hole in the small world.A slender, ice-white hand stretched out from the blackness, grabbed Xu Huan's soul, and retracted before the chaotic thoughts hit, leaving only a sliver of blackness.

Like falling into an abyss.

Xu Huan fell into the blackness, as if it had been a long time, or maybe only for a moment, empty and boundless, unable to grasp anything, unable to touch anything.

He suddenly felt a fall, and he was about to fall to pieces, but he was finally able to fall to the bottom from the empty abyss.

A piece of bright moonlight suddenly retreated from the darkness, and the unrecognizable light and shadow quickly slid past his eyes, and the god in black clothes threw him back, Xu Huan only felt that there was a not-so-soft wall against his back, left and right. The arm is held.

When he turned his head, a half-blind thin wolf was behind him. The old man on crutches and the mutilated skeleton grabbed one of his arms respectively, and each grinned unattractively at him.

They caught his soul.

The ground was frosty, the moonlight was bleak, and the god's black robe was torn by the night wind, leaving an isolated figure in front of him.

Xu Huan let out a "ha", stretched out a hand to press his face, but his lips trembled, and the maniacal smile disappeared.

……

The small world built by Hun Chao is collapsing, but Bai Di and Shui Xiang can destroy his small world, but they cannot break his foundation.His foundation lies in the lack of Tao.

Daxuan looked up at the moon in the sky.

However, in Lord Yan's hand, isn't there a knife that he personally handed over?

How can the gods be willing to work hard and entangle with chaos?

The aura of Jidi covering the stars and the moon has dissipated, and the clear moonlight shines on the blood between Daxuan's lips, which is shockingly red in the deserted moonlight.He raised the corner of his mouth.

When Taiyin saw it, other gods also saw it.

The three parties competed, and after he weakened, the gods would naturally take advantage of Hun Chao's weakness and sever it.

The small chaotic world is slowly sliding towards destruction in the stalemate, but this is a chaotic world after all. It takes a little more effort for the gods to wrestle with the Lord of the world here, and Huamang is still repairing the damaged world. World, Taiyin didn't know why he didn't make a move.Only relying on Shui Xiang and Bai Di can probably only destroy his small world.

Zhaozhao flames suddenly surged in along the cracks in the small world, the chains wrapped in the flames strangled Hun Chao, and they were sternly retracted amidst Hun Chao's frightened and angry voice!

The ocean of bitterness gathered at the roots of the tree was like boiling oil, instantly climbing to the flames and burning the entire giant tree.

The small world that was about to collapse was pressed on the last straw, the giant tree that held up the world was shattered in the flames, the chains melted into the flames, and the flames became a net.

Broken trunks and branches fluttered in the air, and the scorching flames showed another kind of vitality and beauty.

Chaos was trapped in this tight net, and he couldn't help feeling horrified—the burning pain he felt from those flames was shaking his way!

This is impossible!His Dao stands on the lack of Dao in the great world, and his foundation is the lack of Dao!Lord Yan can't make up for the lack of Dao, how can he shake his Dao? !

But in this familiar fear, a thought suddenly flashed: this is the fear he felt in the Netherworld, and this is Changyang's arrangement in the Netherworld back then!

These iron chains melted into flames... These things that can shake his way come from the other half of the underworld!

He has to get out, the iron law of the underworld cannot make him die, but it can make him fall into a situation that is weaker than when he was born.

But Lord Yan's flame network is tight and flawless, he has only one way - the lack of Tao!

Lord Yan suddenly felt a tearing pain, which he had never experienced before, as if he possessed a mortal body at this moment, and something was tearing his heart apart.From the countless old memories, some images popped up by themselves, and before he could think clearly, they slipped past like a fleeting image.

In this moment of pain that he was not familiar with, there was a gap in his flame net.

Bai Di and Shui Xiang were about to close the gap, but the pain that hit Lord Yan also hit them.

Chaos used this to pass through the tiny gap, and escaped from the collapsed small world in embarrassment.

He fell into the great heaven and earth.The iron law of the underworld is like a blade net, making him fall into a weakness he has never had before.

Hell, hell, that's how it is.

He will never get the underworld, because the underworld has already been destroyed.

Chaos has almost no foundation in the big world, his small world has been shattered, and he can't get the hell to open the shackles of the big world.

He has only one last way left.

"Do you want to know where the root of the lack of Tao is?" Datiandi is the territory of the gods, and Hun Chao said in the thoughts of the gods descending, "I will let you see now!"

The way of chaos is lacking in sentient beings, and the way of heaven and earth is lacking in gods.

The moon in the sky suddenly darkened, and the goddess Wuyou in Diancang Mountain groaned in pain; the incarnation of Yanjun suddenly collapsed into pieces of fireworks; the thunder stretched inch by inch in the night sky as if slowed down several times; A long mournful chant...

The way of the gods was shaking, and unprecedented pain fell on them.The Tao is tearing apart, and everything that runs in the Tao is undergoing drastic changes.

All the living beings in the sleep were awakened, and the monks in the samadhi were forced to leave the samadhi. The imprints on the body of all the monks in the Shenting suddenly shattered.

Huamang is still trying his best to stabilize the damaged heaven and earth, and all the gods are trying their best to stabilize the way of heaven and earth, so that all external visions will not be disturbed, but they will not care about themselves.

This is God.

In an instant, the bright moon has shown the waxing and waning of the December phase.

"The lack of Tao..."

The startling change lasted only for a moment, and the heavenly god who was suppressing chaos at the last moment has been dragged into the vortex at this moment.

Before Hun Chao could complete his preparations, he had to reveal the last card.Or he will use the lack of Tao to tear apart the Tao of the gods first, and he will grab enough power from their pain to subvert the great world, and from then on, the great world will be his way!Or the gods break through the confusion first, understand where the gap in the Tao is, know how to make up for the gap in the Tao, and completely cut off the foundation of chaos.

It was a gamble that had to be made.

But there is another side to this chessboard.

Daxuan silently watched this shocking change.

Chaos will not win, what the gods need is to break through that layer of confusion, they are in the barrier, so they can't see clearly what the lack of Tao is, and when they feel the pain at this time, they will naturally understand that the lack of Tao, on themselves.

But the gods won't win, they are involved in the struggle with chaos, they have no time to find Daxuan first, and then pay the price of making up for the lack of Taoism.

Daxuan just needs to wait, waiting for them to realize.The remnant he left to them has already been revealed in the netherworld, and he has already been taught by the chaotic small world...

The gods of the world are also like the land of society.They will have to make that choice.

He just has to watch.

But even if Chaos and the gods are absent, it does not mean that he can annihilate the world.

They are the stones blocking the way, but there is still a bridge to cross the river when one becomes enlightened.

The lack of Tao lies in...

Daxuan suddenly closed his eyes, he was stuck in the most chaotic place before the gods realized it.

The light from the sky ripples like water, the fire from the ground looks like a lotus, and golden flowers bloom from iron and stone. In the midst of the most chaotic scene in all realms, a bleak blackness suddenly appears.

"Daxuan!" Hun Chao warned.

"Since you already know where your shortcomings are, why do you still dare to see me not running away?" The god in Xuanyi raised his pen indifferently.

The ink color painting is the shadow of prison that condenses all kinds of suffering.

"The lack of Tao is hard to fill, but you are not the lack of Tao."

The prison shadow weighed heavily.

"Bitter?" Hun Chao sternly said, "Suffering is the nature that coexists with their greed, anger, and ignorance! One rises and falls, and the other grows and grows together! Can't you hear it?!"

The minds of sentient beings come rushing in like a tidal wave.

Let me be rich, and being rich will not be bitter; let her love me, and having her will not be bitter; let them be unlucky, and they will be unlucky, and I will not be bitter; let me be victorious, and victory will not be bitter...

The small world is gone, but there are still beings in the big world who agree with his way!Their heart desires turned into huge waves, converging into inaudible fanatical shouts, turning the world into a noisy white wave, engulfing the dark shadow of the prison.

The hell formed by suffering cannot bring justice, and no matter how strict laws can replace cause and effect, they can neither restrict the mind nor eliminate suffering.

The underworld cannot make up for the lack of Tao, it is just a temporary patch that treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

Otherwise, why would those thoughts that once flooded Changyang yearn for extinction?

"What do you think is my way?" Daxuan smiled lightly.

The life marker is stained with the ink of the world, and every penny is the cause and effect of all living beings, and they are connected to his finger bones.

cause and effect.

He changed his original way into cause and effect.

Thousands of brush strokes are ink-colored, dyeing the deformed way born from the lack of the way.

Every period of inflated desires has been chained, and every period of unfinished cause has been connected with results.

The causal movement in the world has been damaged, and the gods use their own power to fix it.

Incomplete cause and effect cannot save this world, but the gods who take cause and effect as their way can pull out the rotten flowers that grow on the wound.

Fall into the abyss, into oblivion.

Chaos should be destroyed.

The ink color dyes the world and the white, and the silence engulfs the noise of all beings.The cause and effect connected to the finger bones of the gods drilled into the foundation of the chaotic way through the gap opened by suffering, making this monster born from the desires of all beings return to falsehood.

flutter.Like a gust of wind, the color of the ink collapsed, and there was no white, no black, no more chaos, and only his last unbelievable last words disappeared in the wind: "You are crazy..."

Daxuan lowered his head and coughed, the fist on his lips was stained red, but the aura of silence around him became stronger.

The moonlight from the sky came down to his side, and the self-generated flame condensed into a figure, Baidi, Water Phase, Huamang...

"You were injured." The invisible moonlight locked on Daxuan, and Taiyin looked at him with a complicated expression.

She saw Ji Di by the moonlight, Daxuan's injury was caused by himself.

Daxuan didn't care that he fell into the siege of the gods, and said with a cold breath: "You were also injured."

His way is not cause and effect, he is born with a long yang and palms the yang of heaven and earth.He just knows cause and effect.

Whether there is chaos in cause and effect, it is not up to him at all.

But when he moved this chaotic and incomplete way into his own way, he was hurt because of the cause and effect.

The Tao of Changyang will not want to destroy the world, only the suffering of cause and effect will do so.

"What did you do?" he asked.

Taiyin's injury was also caused by herself.

Taiyin opened her hand, a star rose from her palm, and the spirit of the fortune-telling pen curled up inside.

"This pen also incorporated the numerology that I knew well back then. If there is any chaos in the astronomy of heaven and earth, the divine court should take responsibility for it. In the name of the Great Heavenly Venerable, it will bear the calamity of heaven and earth."

This is also not the way of Taiyin, she was injured because of this, and the injury will not heal, nor will it heal.

But only in this way can her wish be fulfilled—even if Chaos is dead, the calamity between heaven and earth will still be divided into two.

"The catastrophe you are in charge of can't destroy the world." This is her plan to block Daxuan's way from the root, "Your way can't go through. The defect can be made up, the catastrophe can be eliminated, and the pain can be eliminated." Heal. Go another way, and I'll walk with you."

"So that's how it is." Daxuan was still so calm, as if none of this could touch him.

The place where he was was still shrouded in lonely darkness, but lights were lit up between heaven and earth.

From the mountains of Daqing to the veins of the Huaihe River;

The big bird that flapped its wings and was reborn from the ashes, You Yinggong crowded in the temple, the deer demon walking in the world...

And that heart flame that never extinguishes in the depths of the endless snowfield, beside the altar of the abandoned temple.Big or small, warm and bright.

The lampstand built in the name of Lord Yan shone brightly in the dark night.

When the sun goes out, I wish to use my heart as a lamp to illuminate the darkness of the world.This is the belief established by the Lantern Sect.

The eyes in the flaming clothes looked at him burningly.

Could the light in this world light up the extinguished sun?

The corner of Daxuan's red-stained mouth twitched, and it was hard to see if it was a smile, but the coldness on his body showed no sign of dissipating.

But what else could he do?

He has been unable to achieve his way, and has no chance to hide like before.

The gods have surrounded him, giving him the only choice, which is not as dangerous as what Chaos faced.

He just needs to return, and then work together to find a way to make up for the lack of Tao.

"I have done what I want to do," Daxuan breathed out coldly, his deep eyes made it impossible to understand what he was thinking, "I have also finished the path I can walk now."

"Hundred chaos is dead, there is still a dream hidden in this world."

A dream that Chaos has been looking for, and was hidden from the whole world by Taiyin.