Catalog of Destruction

In the deepest part of the Western Wilderness, there is no yellow sand, no strong wind, and it is dark and dark, like the empty universe. But in the dark space, there are all ferocious, deep, dangerous, and huge space cracks. From time to time, the breeze blows out, like water and poetry, It flows slowly, and no matter who looks at it, there is an elusive feeling.

Just by being gently blown by it, a majestic Buddha sitting on a golden lotus stand stopped on the spot. The light golden skin on his body quickly dimmed, gradually eroded, and penetrated into the golden body. Even if the space behind him became blurred, a statue-like figure appeared. The black and white glass Buddha, with the slightest trace of causal power, could only withstand the expansion of the decline and calamity. His movements were also extremely slow, and he was swallowed up by the dark and terrifying space cracks. He fell directly on the spot without making any sound.

"He dares to go straight into the outer reaches of the Western Wilderness before he has passed through the first decline of heaven and man. This Buddha who cultivates the lotus body of cause and effect is really brave." In the mid-air in the distance, there is a strange-looking, green gun. The white-haired monk wearing a green robe and a green nine-beam crown said calmly to the other two monks.

A large green flag floated behind his head, flying and dancing, emitting hazy clear light. Each ray of clear light was like a dense and green endless forest, emitting the power of the great road, carefully pushing away the slightly blown water of time. , if it hits a space crack, it will be directly isolated.

If the wind of time was a little more violent, he would stretch out his hands and tear it into the void, tearing out a black crack out of thin air, stepping in, and walking out from another place where the wind of time was gentler.

A young, handsome and almost monstrous man in white raised his eyebrows and said: "Even if he has an incarnation outside, the first decline of the heavenly beings is triggered in advance, and there is only one way to die."

Forty-nine heavenly tribulations, the five declines of gods and humans, once triggered, will envelop the body, as well as all incarnations and thoughts through causal connections. There is no way to secretly separate an incarnation or thought before the tribulation is passed as a backup plan to save one's life. The possibility is just a rumor. In all the worlds, there are a few secret methods that can cut off this connection. But in that case, it is not called incarnation, but another kind of existence.

And once this similar secret method is used, flaws will be left in confidence, momentum, and even Taoist heart, which will reduce the possibility of successfully overcoming the tribulation again.

There is a dark cloud hanging over the head of this strange man in white. The black color is rich and restrained, but it contains extremely strong power of explosion, destruction and destruction. It seems to be composed of countless black thunders, and also exudes some power of the great avenue. Bounce away the softer wind of time and change its direction. If it encounters a more violent one, it will also tear open the space to avoid it.

"Even if we are waiting for you, we are still frightened every step of the way in the outer reaches of the Western Wilderness. If the second calamity is not getting closer and closer, I really will not take the risk to come in." The third one is a strong man, Compared with the white-haired old Taoist and the strange man, he is twice as tall as him. Perhaps he practices special techniques, or perhaps he is not a human monk.

He stood in the air, and a vast continent naturally transformed under his feet, emitting a thick, rich, and sticky yellow-brown Wuji light. There seemed to be countless kinds of words tumbling out inside. The middle ones were very clear, but the surrounding ones were extremely blurry, containing a little bit of text. The power of the avenue blocks the wind of time. Of course, if the wind of time becomes more violent, he will not resist and tear open the space.

"I don't know how many fellow Taoists and seniors are waiting for the results of the test by a few of us bold guys. Hey, they still have many years to go before the decline of heaven and humanity, so naturally they can sit on the sidelines and watch so comfortably." The strange-looking Qingpao was the first to speak. The old man sneered.

The normal calamity of the decline of gods and humans is once every two thousand years, and it is related to one's own skills, progress in practice, and the longevity of the race itself. If it is delayed, the limit of the human race is twelve thousand years, but there are not many people with such top-notch secrets. Most of them The decline of true kings begins between three or four thousand years to seven or eight thousand years. These three powerful immortals are the true kings who have survived the second decline of gods and humans.

Of course, there are many peerless people who have survived the decline in one or two thousand years.

The strong man looked around, feeling a little frustrated: "In this damn place, I don't even dare to use escape techniques and let go of my immortal consciousness. After decades, I haven't found a single remaining cave."

"But once you find a place, there are countless benefits. Furthermore, compared to the inner layer that is said to have completely turned into a space-time storm, this place is much safer." The strange man said leisurely.

"Those senior masters who are much stronger than me are waiting for the inner layer to calm down a little, and want to see if there are caves opened by the Four Decline Masters, Half-Step Golden Immortals, etc. However, it will take at least thousands of years. Go, this period of time is the opportunity I am waiting for, otherwise when they come in, they might take it away." The strange-looking old man walked slowly through the wind of time and the cracks in space.

The strange man said thoughtfully: "There are a few fellow Taoists who have not survived the tribulation, and they seem to be planning to find Yu Yutian's monks to cooperate. After all, they may have passed down the news about the cave here. Should we Go and visit too?”

"If you continue to search for decades and still get nothing, go ahead." The strong man nodded in agreement, but because it was difficult to get in and out, he planned to search again on the way.

The old man in green robe seemed to have thought of something and laughed: "I have some news. During the Golden Immortal War, the other two dojos were completely destroyed. However, as the winner, it is said that his dojo still remains in the core. Just, do you dare to go in? Haha.”

The strange man and the strong man were speechless. Let alone the core area, even the inner layer of the Western Wilderness is not something they, or even all the Celestial Lords, can set foot on.

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Penglai Sect, Tianshu Peak, Tianya Haijiao Tower.

"Master, are you going to survive the last two tribulations now? Can't the Vajra Glaze Immortal Talisman still be sealed for thirty-three years? Why are you so anxious." Chu Wan'er, who had gone through hardships and became a soul again, looked at it with some worry. Shi Xuan.

In the entire Tianya Haijiao Tower, there are still sitting Jiang Zhenren, Zhang Zhengyan, and the young and elegant Xu Zhifei. Two hundred years ago, he merged with the true spirit again and stepped through the barrier of life and death. In this way, including Lin Luo, Mo Yuan, and Penglai who were out. The number of souls in the sect has increased to seven, not counting Zuo Si and others who were enshrined as gods.

Moreover, Lin Luo survived the second heavenly tribulation more than five hundred years ago, and Mo Yuan survived the first heavenly calamity more than four hundred years ago. The Penglai sect was at its peak with flowers blooming and fire cooking oil.

But although there are many real people, their strength is not high, and there is not even a real person named Sanjie Yangshen. Facing the situation that is beginning to change, it seems that there is a lot of hidden dangers.

Among the Yin Shen Lords who returned, Lingri went to pursue the heretic Yuanshen because he had the Dragon Clan's life-extending elixir. Xie Fangwei chose to accept Shixuan's favor, took the Taiyin Ice Crystal Fruit, and continued to attack the Dao of Yuanshen, completely ignoring it. The matter of the heretic primordial spirit and the imperial conferment of gods.

He and Ming Qingyue, because Shi Xuan felt that Yu Yutian would be turbulent and opportunities would become abundant, he suggested that they stay in their own world and travel around to look for opportunities.

Shi Xuan smiled lightly and said: "Master, I feel that my meritorious deeds have been perfected, and I have the Seven Water Beads of Xuanyin in my hand. It is the moment when I have great control. If I delay any longer, it will be detrimental to my Taoist mind." After saying this, he stood up and walked towards everyone. After a salute, the Ziying sword turned into purple light, held his feet, and flew out of the formation.

After leaving the formation, Shi Xuan went straight into Qingming. As the Heavenly Lord of the Thunder Department, Zuo Si recruited some righteous gods, heavenly soldiers and generals to guard nearby. They were part of the Lingxiao Palace and were not afraid of the catastrophe being triggered.

Shi Xuan leisurely and relaxedly sat cross-legged on the Ziying Sword, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment, then firmly stretched out his hand to remove the golden glazed talisman hidden in Niwan Palace.

The glazed Buddha light dissipated, and the six Buddhas disappeared together. The pure white Tao heart fire that formed into small beads expanded at once, covering Shi Xuan's entire soul and burning it. The burning pain was extremely unbearable.

A majestic, sacred and solemn golden bridge appeared out of thin air, with golden lotuses blooming and golden light blooming. Under the bridge was a calm and chaotic void, which seemed to be high above and suppressed all directions. It was exactly the golden bridge on the other side formed from the seventeenth level of Tai Chi diagram. .

The changes in space stopped, time passed slowly, and the pure white fire of Tao Heart immediately stopped on the spot as if frozen.

Then, a string of black hand beads appeared on the bridge, and the seven beads emitted a condensed, pure and faint light. The light flowed like water, washing away Shi Xuan's soul, facing the pure white fire of Taoist heart.

The water is surging, cold, cold and clean. Coupled with the suppression of Tai Chi diagram, the Tao heart fire in this world is retreating steadily and is soon completely extinguished. However, there is a burning sensation on the seven water beads of Xuanyin. Because of this, To eliminate one calamity fire, it needs to be warmed and cured for 360 years before it can be used again.

The eighth level of calamity fire appears in the heart of the world, get through it!

A crystal clear flame, like glass, lit up leisurely, and was extremely illusory. It didn't seem like it was in the soul, but seemed to be born in Shi Xuan's thoughts, ideas, and ideas.

Burn away caution, burn away timidity, burn away courageously, burn away without turning back, burn away joy, burn away pain, burn away anger, burn away emptiness... All kinds of thoughts, all kinds of emotions, no matter good or bad, burn them all go!

The Moral Heavenly Lord appeared in Shi Xuan's Yuanshen, bringing out a sense of pure nature. Although he could not stop the burning of the glazed flame, it stopped its power of starting a prairie fire, allowing Shi Xuan to calm down, stick to his heart, and fight with The moral deity unites, then lets go of everything and lets it burn over.

In an instant, the soul was burned into nothingness, and the glazed fire in the heart even burned into the physical body.

"My path must be the Yin-Yang Avenue!"

"The road is difficult, but you must move forward without fear of life or death, without flinching, or without any temptation!"

"After I gain Taoism, I will definitely kill my enemies and avenge Teacher Qingyunzi! I will definitely restore the ancient atmosphere of Yu Yutian!"

Penglai sect, fellow sect, master, ancestor, senior, fellow Taoist, disciple...

There seemed to be thoughts surging and echoing in the void, without any obstruction or darkness, as if my heart was clear.

When the excitement reached its highest point, a little light suddenly appeared in the void of the soul, and then rapidly expanded, expanded, and gathered, becoming unstoppable, as if the sun was rising.

In the blink of an eye, wherever the light shines, the fire of the original glass gradually extinguishes.

The light disappeared, revealing Shi Xuan's glazed-colored, crystal-clear soul.

One yuan begins again, everything is renewed, and after three calamities the glass is born.