The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

The endless golden light covered the sky and covered the sky, occupying a favorable location, and besieged Xiangchaijian together.

Sure enough, after all, he had been prepared for a long time. Under such an attack, the innate treasure also flew slowly, as if walking through an invisible quagmire.

Rejoicing on Jieyin's face, his mana was mobilized crazily, wrapped in endless spiritual power, and he wanted to break the connection between Chai Chai Jian and Yang Li.

Western religions place particular emphasis on the soul, and he is also fully enlightened at this time, ready to leave a mark on the firewood-cutting sword and compete with Yang Li for the most precious power.

But when his divine sense was pasted, he suddenly realized that this sword seemed to be ownerless!

It seems that there is no connection with Yang Li!

Dazed, the woodcutter sword finally got used to the difficult golden light, the sword trembled uncontrollably, and then flew towards it through the air while buzzing.

Receiving and guiding the treasure building crashed head-on, like a meteor from the sky, vast and boundless.

But the sword passed through, like a silver needle passing through tofu, without any delay.

Jieyin was taken aback, stretched out his fingers, and the golden lotus bloomed instantly. The huge Netherworld seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​flowers, all dazzling golden lotuses.

The lotus flowers flew up one after another, crowded the sky and the earth, and flew forward in clusters.

but……

Just like real petals, the mana of these saints, the lotus flowers condensed by the top Lingbao exploded in an instant.

A ray of light pierced through the clouds and fog, and rushed straight to Jieying without any hesitation.

Jieyin really didn't expect such a thing to happen. The previous four swords of Zhu Xian were obviously blocked, and even gained the upper hand!
The sword struck very fast, without thinking too much, Jieyin looked serious, and said aloud: "Jieyin sentient beings." Then when the streamer flew towards him, he clasped his hands together.

Clamp!

Holding this sword in the palm of a sage, you will definitely be able to seize the opportunity to control this unowned treasure!

There was a smile on Jie Yin's face, and his palm felt cold.

Looking down, he was stunned.

There is no trace of a sword in the folded palms, it is simply empty.

Where did that cold feeling come from?

Spreading out his palm in a daze, he found a piece of golden yellow in his palm, with spots flowing.

That is the blood drawn by the saint!

At the same time, there was also a cold feeling between the chest and abdomen, and Jiezhi's face was stiff, and he already knew that a hole had been broken in his body.

The blood of the golden light gurgled out, dripped from the sky, and when it fell on the ground, the evil energy of the dark land in the Netherworld for hundreds of millions of years completely receded, and the original color of the earth spread out from the saint's blood as the origin.

A streamer whistling, turned from the back of the guide, stopped for a moment, and flew in Yang Li's direction.

The big hole in the chest and abdomen was difficult to heal, and when the pure spiritual energy was repaired, it was also destroyed by the residual sword energy from the wound, so it was difficult to be effective.

Jieyin smiled wryly, clasped his hands together again, "Fellow Daoist Yang Li, I'm convinced."

He finally knew why Tongtian ran away.

It must have seen this powerful and terrifying sword.

Tongtian is the first-class existence in the way of swordsmanship, and I'm afraid he will know about this sword as soon as it is born.

In the past, he must have suffered a big loss.

Yang Li stretched out his hand, and the firewood-chopping sword flew into his hand obediently. He looked at Jieyin in horror, a little apprehensive: "No, no, no, I'm convinced, you're a bully!"

He saw it with his own eyes, facing the flying sword, the leader of the western sect actually did not hide, and put his hands together, willing to accept the sword.

On the belly, there is a light hole, and golden blood is flowing!

Yang Li suddenly remembered that in his previous life, the story of the Buddha cutting his own flesh to feed the eagle was probably the story of the Buddha being merciful and specially cutting his own flesh to feed the hungry eagle.

The predecessor of Buddhism, the leader of Western religion, is actually such a kind and compassionate existence.

Mingming still has his own fist marks on his eyes, and his eyes are swollen to some extent, but he is still not angry, and even willing to be injured again to resolve the conflict between the two.

Great and respectable!

Yang Li also clasped his hands together and said, "Master, I have realized it!"

"What did you realize?" Receiving Qidao, the energy and spirit are still sufficient. This injury looks terrifying, but to the saint, it is not serious. Li was merciful, he didn't fully explode the power of the sword body, otherwise he would definitely hurt the source.

Yang Li sighed and said, "I realized that people should be more understanding and harmonious, and it is best not to have conflicts."

Yang Li thought to himself that even if he was a good person, he would not be able to do this kind of mind when he was attacked voluntarily.

Jieyin nodded, knowing that although the other party took advantage of it, it meant that he didn't want to have further conflicts with him. That's good, the face has already been lost, the skills are not as good as others, and they are not willing to pursue it, so that's it Bar.

No need to bother.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Li can think this way, so it's great. The sword wound is a bit difficult. I want to go back and fix it, otherwise it's not easy to show up. Let's just leave it."

"Wait, master, I still have something to ask you."

"Fellow Daoist Yang Li, please tell me."

"Master, dare to ask what is giving up and what is gaining."

Yang Li sighed and asked seriously.

Traveling to the prehistoric world is even more important than being alone in a foreign country. The memories of the previous life have recently become a little blurred, which makes Yang Li feel melancholy.

After finally meeting such a powerful master, you must ask carefully to help you clear up your doubts.

Jie Yin was stunned for a moment, but didn't hear Yang Li's meaning.

What house?what?

After thinking for a while, his face turned cold, and he suddenly understood the meaning.

The purpose of coming to the nether world and looking for Styx is to bring Styx and many other Asuras to the West to teach and revitalize the West.

Later, when he met Yang Li, he was even more tempted to win Yang Li over.

After the failure, he still wanted to seize the other party's innate treasure.

This obsession seems to be too deep!
Whether the Western religion flourishes or not depends on how far it will go in the future.

Thinking about it now, I was really too impatient before.

What is she?Going against the original intention and indulging evil thoughts can be given up.

What is it?Cultivating morality and establishing the way, and deepening luck is the result.

What Yang Li said was to remind himself!

Jieyin felt a little ashamed immediately. At the stage of a saint, although he no longer has the concept of right and wrong, good and evil, everything is beyond the mandate of heaven, and he looks at all beings coldly.

But it is related to his own cultivation path, Yang Li is willing to remind so selflessly, it is really a great act of kindness!

Yang Li is a good man!
After Jieyin understood, he gasped and looked at Yang Li, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yang Li didn't understand, so he hurriedly asked: "Master, why don't you talk anymore? Can you explain to me what is giving up and what is gaining?"

With complicated eyes, he hesitated for a long time, finally bowed slowly, and saluted Yang Li:
"Fellow Daoist, needless to say, I have already enlightened to the introduction!"

Yang Li: "????"