It is said that Shizun is a devil

When he regained consciousness, Han Jing felt that he had opened his eyes, but he didn't see anything, as if he thought he opened his eyes but he couldn't open them.

Han Jing sat up in a daze, but because he couldn't see anything, he could only feel the softness of the ground. This kind of softness was not the softness of the sunken place where he sat, but he couldn't feel the hard touch.Han Jing stretched out his hand to touch the place where he was sitting, but found nothing. , he was obviously sitting somewhere, and there should be some support, but it seemed as if he was sitting in the sky, with nothing around him.

The memories before he lost consciousness began to slowly come back, Han Jing's heart was slowly pulled and torn by an invisible hand, as if he was about to be taken out of his chest, he couldn't help pressing his heart, wanting to The heart was stuffed back, and he wanted to fight against the invisible hand, but he couldn't do it anyway, because the whole person curled into a ball because of the pain.

He exchanged souls with Han Jin, and he recognized Han Jin's eyes, but he didn't believe that Han Jin did such a thing out of his own consciousness, and Han Jin must have been controlled by someone or something when he was in the fog But now he doesn't know where he is, so how can he protect Han Jin?

He was obviously by Han Jin's side all the time, but he didn't notice Han Jin's abnormality. It was really useless. If Han Jin came to his senses and saw what he had done, what kind of mood would he feel?Just thinking about it, Han Jing felt terribly distressed, but the strange situation seemed to prevent him from finding Han Jin and protecting Han Jin.The most important thing right now is to get rid of the current weirdness and find Han Jin quickly.

For the first time, Han Jing fully opened his spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness of a Mahayana monk can cover ten thousand miles, but within ten thousand miles, everything is empty.

Just like Han Jing's feeling now, he felt that he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything. Even if a person closed his eyes, if there was light in front of him, he would feel a glimmer of light through his eyelids, but he felt I opened my eyes, but there was no light in front of my eyes. I opened my spiritual consciousness, and there was darkness in my spiritual consciousness.Boundless, as if the world had fallen.

Han Jing was stunned for a moment, stood up, and stretched out his hands to try to move forward. There was no sense of touch under his feet, neither a solid feeling of support nor a floating feeling of stepping on the air. That kind of feeling is hard to describe It's weird, and it makes people feel like all the memories of living on the ground before are illusions.

I don’t know how long I walked, there was no light, no sound, no one, no one, and Han Jing was not very sensitive to time. In the past, I could see the sun rising and setting, the moon climbing to the sky, the sea rising and falling, and the birds coming out early. Returning late, this time there is no foreign object at all, and time loses the need for existence.

Han Jing felt that he was walking in one direction, but he was not sure, because his sense of direction was not very good, and he couldn't see anything.Fortunately, he will not feel tired, and there is no possibility that the things on his feet will wear his feet, and he can bear it all the time. It is better to walk than to sit in a daze. At least try hard, try to find the back The road beside Han Jin.

In an absolutely silent space, not being able to hear any sound is a thing that gradually makes people feel annoyed. Even a monk retreats, it is impossible to completely isolate the sound of the outside world, flowers bloom and fall, water drips through stones, bugs move, plants sprout , are sounds that are often overlooked in the ears but do exist. Unless you are born deaf in both ears, you will never be able to bear the sudden silent world.As Han Jing walked, he felt depressed and sad, and couldn't help but want to make a sound. There was no sound of footsteps or clothes rubbing in this place. Han Jing opened his mouth and began to talk to himself. Opened his mouth, said the flowers, but heard nothing.

Han Jing was stunned for a moment, the current situation was something he had never seen in his life, and his experience was not enough to deal with such a situation, but thinking of Han Jin, he had to muster up the courage to move on.

I don't know how long I walked, and this time I couldn't even estimate the time. There was no sound around, nothing in front of my eyes, no words to speak, no ground under my feet, and my heart was still hurting. Han Jing finally heard a voice.

That voice didn't come from a certain direction, but sounded directly in Han Jing's soul, as if it existed there, and as if it didn't exist anywhere, the voice seemed male, non-male, female, non-female It looks like a long but not a young but not a young, weird but reasonable so that people can't guess, the voice said: "Have you ever loved anyone in your life?"

Han Jing doesn't know, so since he can communicate, it's better than being clueless, he won't lie, and honestly said: "I have loved a lot, master, apprentice, brothers, little white sheep, and everyone People who are nice to me."

"Have you ever hated anyone in your life?"

"Never."

This answer was decisive, and the voice asked in a flat tone: "Isn't it at all? The ghost who occupied your body, those who hate you because you didn't do it, those who hunted and killed you and your apprentice, those who did not have any reason Have you never hated the person who just wanted to kill you?"

Han Jing thought for a while: "I have complained, but I have never hated. I don't hate people. Hatred is to always keep him in my heart. I can't put so many people in my heart."

"In your life, are there any things that you can't let go of until now?"

"A lot." Han Jing's fragile life experience finally had a little reaction, and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The voice was silent for a long time, as if he was wondering whether to answer this question, and finally the voice sounded again and answered Han Jing: "I should be the way of heaven that you are talking about."

Han Jing: "!!!"

My god... the god of heaven? ? ? ! ! !

seriously?A living God of Heaven? ? ?

Han Jing stuttered immediately: "Dayian Tiantian, you, you, you... Hello, God of Heaven! I have met God of Heaven!"

The voice remained flat and unchanged: "How am I? Don't you human beings always say that the laws of heaven are impermanent and God's will tricks people?"

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing was aggrieved: "It's not me who said this, whoever said it, you ask them to ask for guilt."

Tiandao: "..."

Tiandao seemed to have adjusted his mood when he spoke again: "Han Jing, do you have any reason why you must live?"

Han Jing was stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he lowered his head in frustration: "Am I dead? This is a world where the dead live? I thought it was my kung fu that saved my life, and at the critical moment, my spirit and soul were separated." The flesh escaped, and it turned out that I was really dead.”

Tiandao is noncommittal: "There is a reason to live."

Han Jing said seriously: "Not at all, but I'm afraid that Jin'er will be too sad, if I can go back to see him and tell him to live well. And the little white sheep, he doesn't know where he went, There are also Master, Fuwang, Xiaweizong, and Pingbofeng, if only I could take another look."

Tiandao: "..."

After Han Jing finished speaking, she also felt that the list was too long, but after thinking about it seriously, she still felt that she couldn't give up any of them, so she had to pretend that she didn't understand the sudden silence.

Tiandao: "They will come to accompany you soon."

Han Jing was stunned for a long time this time, and the impulse for a moment was to yell, but what's the use of yelling at Tiandao in such a place, he thought and thought, he was already dead, there was no need to He had no choice but to lower his head limply like a frost-beaten eggplant, with a sour nose: "Why? They can all become immortals, and they won't die if they become immortals."

Tiandao: "There is no such thing as becoming a fairy."

Han Jing felt that he had suddenly heard an important news that could explode the world, and perfectly interpreted what it meant to be dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to regain his consciousness: "Why...why?"

"Do you know what happened to Cheng Xian?"

Han Jing endorsed: "To become an immortal is to leave this world and go to a higher world after reaching the peak of cultivation."

"The higher world is going to be destroyed." Tiandao calmly dropped a message that could blow up all the monks, "I'm going to close the channel. You can't absorb energy without restraint anymore. I can't afford to support so many monks. Everyone has to reincarnate, and monks are no exception."

Can't support...can't support?

Han Jing felt a little guilty for a moment. It was really hard for Tiandao to raise so many monks for so many years.Tiandao, who has worked so hard, really can't bear to ask him to let his master, apprentice, pets and friends go. Thinking about it carefully, it's just reincarnation. The fate of this life is endless, and there will be no problem in the next life.

"Closing the passage requires a pure and kind heart, Han Jing, are you willing to sacrifice yourself, so that your soul will fly away?"

Tiandao’s voice was like asking if you would like to go out and have fun, but Han Jing still felt that today’s news was more painful than a smashed person’s head. Han Jing just accepted the setting that everyone will be reincarnated, not including herself There is no chance of reincarnation.

The soul is scattered, and any monk knows the meaning of it. Everyone is afraid of death, and what is more terrible than death is the soul.The world is so big, there are relatives and loved ones, but there is no you anymore.

Han Jing's eyes were wet, although Tian Dao might have seen it, but Han Jing secretly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and tried his best to be brave and fearless: "I am willing."

Tiandao: "You are not the only one who said that, most of them grew up in honeypots like you, and were held in the palm of their hands when they grew up. Han Jin protected you so well, I need You completely face up to your own heart and make up your mind quickly, I will give you a test, but in this test, everything is real, it has existed and will happen, are you willing?"

Han Jing: "Okay, I am willing."

A blinding white light suddenly lit up in front of her, and Han Jing raised her arms subconsciously to cover her face.

When he opened his eyes, Han Jing found himself sitting on the ground with dusty clothes. He stood up curiously and looked around, only to find that in the bronze mirror on the simple square table in the room was a completely unfamiliar picture. teenager's face.

"Han Jing, I'm going to kill you!!!" A stern female voice suddenly sounded, and Han Jing hurried out the door, only to see the impressive Gillian tightly hugged by Han Jin, her limbs dancing wildly, her arms and legs Her eyes were blood red, and she stared fixedly at the person not far away, and the golden sword buzzed beside her, as if she was weeping softly on behalf of her master.

The person not far away has dry hair, yellow and thin face, dark eyes, and a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. He looks like a young man, but he looks like a dying person whose half leg has stepped into the underworld. He looked at the girl and his back. Facing Han Jin who was holding the girl tightly and making no sound, he casually threw something at the girl: "I can't use this, so give it back to you."

A-Jiao is so thin, but she didn't know where the strength came from. She broke away from Han Jin suddenly, and rushed to catch the thing in the air with her arms and legs. My knees and elbows rubbed against the ground, and I just looked down at the things in my hands, with tears streaming down my big eyes.

Han Jin was kneeling and hugging the girl just now, and now he was also kneeling with his back to everyone. Han Jing ran over distressedly and wanted to help him up to ask what was wrong, but found that there was still a person lying in front of Han Jin.

The man's abdomen was cut open, exposing the fresh internal organs, Han Jing covered his mouth, and tears flowed out.Ah Jiao seemed to have suddenly remembered something, carefully holding the things in her hands, ran back quickly, knelt beside the corpse, and was about to put the things in her hands into the man's stomach.

It was only then that Han Jing realized that what Gillian was holding was that person's Nascent Soul.

And the name of the enemy that Gillian called out in grief belonged to her.

There is always a difference between hearing and seeing, and it is always different between hurting a stranger and hurting a loved one.

Han Jing fell to the ground, feeling cold all over.

"Where is Brother Shamen?"

"Master has gone on a trip." Han Jin answered him in this way.

"Master, you are obviously the last person to see Master." Xu Huan said so.

At that time, he thought Gillian was rude, and Jin Er was still protecting her, but now it seems that Gillian was willing to ignore him, it took so much effort, Han Jing might not be able to do it by himself.