Xiaotaotie is also working hard on farming today

The Phaseless Heart Demon laughed again when he saw that he was staring at him indifferently.

Jibuyan subconsciously evades emotion and suppresses it in a corner, so that it didn't notice it at first, and broke through in the wrong direction.

But after the first illusion, it is impossible for Ji Buyan to escape.

It said with a lonely face, "No one can hide any emotion in the heart demon." It felt the turbulence in the lonely heart, watched the latter try to suppress the fluctuations in his eyes and continued:

"It doesn't feel good to have the burning feelings in your heart suddenly emptied. Suffering, pain, and reluctance are like old wine, which makes people paralyzed and reluctant to quit forgetting. It's hard to extricate yourself."

"Ji Buyan" put away his sullen expression, and suddenly smiled, "Bai Li is mine."

It waved its hand, and "Bai Li" appeared.

"Bai Li" raised the corners of his mouth, his smile was like a pear blossom blooming in spring, but it was light and warm blooming in Jibuyan's heart.

Ji Buyan's expression remained unchanged, but the heart demon had already caught the clenched fist under his sleeve robe, the fluctuation flashing in his eyes and the sudden violent heartbeat.

"Ji Buyan" smiled smugly, took "Bai Li"'s hand, and slowly moved his affectionate gaze to the latter's light red lips.

With a sound, the Pokong Sword roared angrily, and a sword struck between the anxious eyes of the "two people".

Ji Buyan tilted his head, "Don't touch him."

"Ji Buyan" said angrily, "You gave up Bai Li for the sake of ascension, to avoid your own feelings, you don't deserve Bai Li at all."

Ji Buyan stood silently, his momentum was like a fierce sword that had quenched its evil spirit and was eager to drink blood.

"Ji Buyan" sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Coward."

It took "Bai Li"'s hand and stroked it, looking provocatively at Jibuyan.

"Bai Li" looked shy, leaned on "Ji Buyan"'s arms and said, "Brother Xiaoyan will never leave me."

Ji Buyan's eyes sank, he raised his hand and pierced the Pokong Sword into "Ji Buyan"'s heart.

Wuxiang Xinmo was stunned, saw a mouthful of blood spurting from the corner of Ji Buyan's mouth, and then burst out laughing.

"It's really an infatuation."

"I can't control my emotions when I see Bai Li."

The corners of Wuxiang Xinmo's mouth were cracked to reveal white teeth, and his eyes were full of complacency.

Just relying on a Bai Li to spend it like this, trap this Jibuyan in the heart demon tribulation;

Slowly consuming his consciousness, he will be able to seize the house in the end.

Even if he doesn't touch Ji Buyan's last demon point, he can still succeed.

The silent thumb wiped away the blood stains from the corner of the mouth, and the cold light in the eyes quenched the gentle smile:

"If Bai Li knew that I was Xiao Yan, he would hook my neck and hit my head."

The demon said disdainfully: "You know that this person is a fake, but you still lose control of your anger."

"Kill me, kill me to vent my anger!" the demon bewitched.

Jibuyan's expression returned to calm, his cold eyes mocked, "Idiot."

Wuxiang Xinmo said angrily, "You attack personally!"

Ji Buyan snorted coldly, "Shut up to make you look smarter, and open your mouth like a funny actor."

"As far as your ability to bewitch by a heart demon is concerned, you are still a phaseless heart demon, and you are almost a brainless heart demon."

Ji Buyan looked at the heart demon who was staring angrily and said, "Although you can see everything in the hearts of the robbers, you don't understand their emotions at all. You just rely on the innate means of the heart demon to confuse them and want to make the robbers go crazy and commit suicide. .failed."

He added lightly, "Using superficial means, it is difficult to attack the essential problem."

"Ji Buyan" listened, his face became more and more distorted, his eyes seemed to be poisoned.

Seeing this, Ji Buyan breathed a sigh of relief.

If he continues to spend here, his consciousness will only become weaker and weaker;

The enraged heart demon will definitely open the next heart demon illusion, which is better than trapping him with "Bai Li".

Sure enough, I saw the heart demon said fiercely, "See how you face it next!"

"Whether everything that follows is my fantasy or your memory, I think you can't make a mistake."

As soon as the heart demon's voice fell, a picture appeared in front of Ji Buyan;

And in his thousands of years of memory fragments, a gloomy memory gradually faded away and shone brightly.

Here blood is soaring and dark clouds cover the moon.

The forest was shattered, and the trees fell to the ground; there were bloodstains and corpses of monsters everywhere, including many human corpses.

A young man in black appeared out of nowhere with a sword in his hand;

He lowered his eyes, and lightly swept the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood under his feet like sweeping away the burning ashes, his eyes were extremely cold.

Suddenly a golden light flashed, and a young man in a golden robe with a steamed bun stood beside Xuan Yi.

Sword Spirit glanced at the bloody Siye, his neck was thrown back in fright, "This..."

Even he was a little shocked by the tragic scene around him;

Fifty years after the Great War, the blood is still flowing here, and the evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

The secret realm, which was originally like a fairyland, has become a haunted realm of evil spirits after the slaughter of humans.

"Hey, isn't the realm of comprehension fun? I tried my best to come to this ghostly place."

Jian Ling looked at the lonely and sharp side face, that lonely and hostile face was full of world-weariness at this moment.

It's been a hundred years of Mahayana, but the cultivation base has been stagnant at the peak of the Mahayana period.

It has been more than 1000 years, but there is no sign of crossing the catastrophe.

He devoted himself to cultivation, and spent more than a thousand years, he had long lost interest in everything, and even thought about the meaning of living like this.

"Besides practicing ascension, there are many interesting things in this world."

Sword Spirit threw the steamed bun in his hand into the air and caught it again, carelessly.

"Think about the stalemate in the battle between humans and monsters at that time. The cultivation world didn't expect you to cultivate alone and even help the monsters. The Taoist ancestors of the sects were so angry that they were about to tear off their beards."

Ji Buyan responded indifferently: "It's boring."

He was too lazy to meddle in either side.

But those sects said with a straight face that it was time for him to make atonement for Medicine King Valley.

As long as he joins the Human-Monster War, the Cultivation World Alliance will no longer chase and kill him because of the Yaowanggu extermination.

Ji Buyan agreed with a smile, turned around and joined the monster side, killing the comprehension world by surprise.

Don't say that he doesn't remember the matter of killing Yaowanggu, even if he did, it was Yaowanggu who provoked him.

Ji Buyan watched the pool of blood under his feet stir up evil spirits, invade the mountains and green land, and the land gradually became dark and barren.

The evil spirit strangled the last trace of life, and entangled Jibuyan.

Those thick black evil spirits were like slaves exiled to foreign lands, and they rushed forward one after another when they sensed the silence;

They seem to have found their long-awaited home.

Jibuyan's eyebrows moved slightly, the black mist condensed in the palm of his hand, and there was a hint of playfulness in his world-weary eyes.

When he released his consciousness to collect evil spirits just now, he saw an interesting thing.

In the cave outside Jianmen Sect, a skinny little Bean Sprout was dying.

He looked like he was going to die.

His dry hair was disheveled, and his tattered clothes showed his blue-veined and thin neck;

Lips were chapped from dryness and dehydration, cheeks were sunken, and blood clot scars covered the skin on the face.

Even though he seemed to have only one breath, his eyes covered by his long hair still burst out with a strong desire to survive.

Do you want to live so much?

There was a trace of a smile on the corner of Ji Buyan's mouth, and an evil and naughty idea popped up.

"Hey, Jibuyan, why are you snatching my steamed buns?"

Jian Ling was about to take a bite of the steamed bun, but only took a bite of air.

He saw the steamed bun appearing in Ji Buyan's hand, before showing any surprise, he saw Ji Buyan raised his hand and threw his buried head away.

……

Seeing that the malicious and funny smile in Ji Buyan's eyes was a bit penetrating, he shut up wisely.

Why throw the steamed buns properly.

Ji Buyan observed the reaction of the little bean sprouts through his spiritual consciousness.

The latter was like a dying hungry dog ​​seeing a small piece of meat, and even when he was dying, he managed to pounce on the steamed bun with all his strength.

However, the steamed bun head has long legs, and when the little bean sprouts got it, it rolled back a step.

Ji Buyan watched the little bean sprout's shining eyes gradually become weak and dim, and threw the steamed bun into the latter's arms again.

The eyes that had been gradually extinguished suddenly lit up, Xiao Bean sprouts hugged the steamed bun, and the corners of his dry and chapped mouth tried to hold a smile;

But the arc did not rise, and the light in his eyes completely disappeared.

Ji Buyan withdrew his consciousness, his expression indifferent.

His thin lips parted slightly: "It's boring."

The picture is still on the body of the dead child.

Ji Buyan stared at the unsatisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and a corner of his heart seemed to collapse.

Seeing Ji Buyan's expression broken and shocked, Wuxiang Xinmo smiled relievedly.

He finally saw in this person the painful, surprised and remorseful appearance that ordinary robbers have.

"Jibuyan, now you know why Bai Li chased after him to repay his kindness."

Seeing Ji Buyan who had always been calm, Wuxiang Xinmo finally broke his guard and laughed wantonly.

"Looking at the smile on the corner of Bai Li's mouth, I'm afraid he died happily. He looked so pitiful, he was bullied to death, and he was still hugging the steamed bun tightly before he died, thinking that someone was kind enough to help him."

Ji Buyan stared at the thin face in the picture without blinking, it was the first time he saw Bai Li.

His eyes were full of pain and disbelief, his steps staggered, his figure collapsed like a chapped cliff.

"No, this is an illusion."

When Ji Buyan was shaken, he bit the tip of his tongue, and the bloody smell filled his mouth, but still couldn't hide the soreness and pain in his chest.

"No, it's not true."

"Bai Li is still alive and well."

Phaseless Demon said happily, "Illusion?"

"Yes, this experience is like dust in your thousands of years of memory."

"Boring." Wuxiang Xinmo said in a cold tone imitating the silence before.

"Hahaha, you are cruelly teasing a poor man who is dying to survive; it is of course boring to Lord Mozun, who stands at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and it is a trivial matter not worth mentioning."

It watched the lonely and sleepy breath gradually become disordered, and said with a sentence of criticism, "You killed Bai Li with your own hands."

"You are like playing with ants, forcing Bai Li to starve to death!"

"For a hundred years in the illusion, you are willing to be buried with Bai Li, but in the real world, you are the one who brutally killed Bai Li!"

Jibuyan's aura was completely messed up, the evil spirit leaked out of his body, and the corners of his eyes gradually turned scarlet.

"No, no, Bai Li is not dead."

"Bai Li is not dead!"

The Phaseless Heart Demon said softly, "Dead."

"Bai Li has long starved to death under your teasing."

"Everything you remember about He Bai Li is just an illusion during the tribulation!"

The heart golem is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, spit out a blood red snake letter and said slowly.

"It's all an illusion."

Hearing the words silently, his figure swayed, and he raised his hand to cover his throbbing chest;

Blood qi surged and finally broke through his throat, the corners of his mouth twitched, hot blood squeezed out from the corners of his mouth, flowed over his pale jaw, and dripped onto the black sleeve robe.

"No!" Ji Buyan waved his sword wildly, his evil spirit lingering like an out-of-control devil.

Ji Buyan's mind was broken, and his consciousness gradually weakened. The phaseless heart demon took the opportunity to possess him and compete for the sea of ​​consciousness.

The phaseless heart demon breaks into the silent sea of ​​consciousness, and the sword qi swishes to protect the master automatically;

But the more fierce the sword qi kills the phaseless heart demon, the more powerful it is, and finally it backfires on Ji Buyan.

When Ji Buyan is injured, the sword energy will become weaker and weaker.

As a result, the Wuxiangxin demon quickly absorbed most of Ji Buyan's memories, but the part about Bai Li remained completely unchanged.

The ancient battlefield of the Sea of ​​Consciousness was gradually collapsing. In the shaking and chaos, in the corner of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, a huge pear tree was still quietly blooming.

The Phaseless Heart Demon tried it, but immediately gave it up decisively. If he didn't get this memory, he would definitely destroy it.

There are many heart demons who have successfully seized the house, but ignore a small part of the memory that has not been absorbed;

In the end, the host finally regained consciousness by relying on that bit of memory fetters, and the success fell short.

"Jibuyan, cut down this pear tree, cut off this last fetter, and you will be freed from the mortal world, and ascend to the fairyland in place!"

"Quickly, cut down this pear tree." Phaseless Heart Demon tempted.

Ji Buyan in the sea of ​​consciousness at this moment has disheveled hair on his forehead, his eyes are absent-minded, blood stains at the corners of his mouth stained his pale thin lips red.

Hearing the sound, he grasped a sword energy in a daze, staggered and walked slowly towards the pear tree.

The corner of Ji Buyan's mouth muttered to himself, "Yes, you can ascend if you break this last bond."

Hearing this, Wuxiang Xindao was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing Jibuyan dragging bloodstains, looking at the pear tree walking with one foot and one foot, its heart trembled.

In the anticipation of Wuxiang Xinmo, Ji Buyan finally turned his sword into a sword, and slowly slashed towards the pear tree.

Just when the sword energy was rising, an accident happened—Ji Buyan suddenly backhanded the sword blade into his chest.

The sword blade pierced the chest, and the hot blood splashed on a piece of snow-white pear blossoms, and the swaying and falling petals added a poignant beauty.

The Phaseless Demon's eyelids cracked instantly, and he shouted unwillingly, "Why!"

Jibuyan's eyes drifted away and gradually lost their light, as if looking at the snow-white pear tree and smiling.

"Without Bai Li, what about Ascension?"

"If he can die under the pear tree planted by Bai Li, in the future," Ji Buyan's mind began to slacken, and he said angrily, "in the future, he will turn into a handful of bone dust and be buried under the pear tree."

"Ji Buyan"'s body gradually became transparent, and he said angrily, "I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled! It's just one step away."

"You are obsessed with ascension, why don't you want to cut it..."

It dissipated with the voice, and the phaseless demon disappeared completely.

The illusion was shattered, and the demon of the silent heart succeeded in crossing the tribulation.

Ji Buyan opened his eyes with a dazed expression, surrounded by familiar steep peaks, and he was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

"Jibuyan, you're finally out!"

Jian Ling was trapped in the heart demon for seven days and seven nights, and finally the blood flowed from the heart and the corners of the mouth, and his expression became paler;

He was so scared that he was like an ant on a hot pot, but he was helpless.

A ray of light broke through the clouds.

The light hit straight towards the mountain peak under Jibuyan's feet, and when it fell on the top of the mountain, it instantly turned into a golden ladder.

72 colorful clouds are flying, and the sound of Sanskrit resounds through the world, making all things worship.

The sword spirit was overjoyed, "The tribulation has been successfully crossed, soar to the ladder!"

He turned his head and saw that Ji Buyan was still in a daze, and when he looked carefully, tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Sword Spirit chuckled, "Weeping with joy, I understand."

Jibuyan closed his eyes, the teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes fell on the petals in his palm, and a smile that was lost and found appeared on his pale face.

It turns out that the purpose of flying to cross the catastrophe is not to cut off the shackles of the world, but to confirm the Tao that is obsessively guarded in one's heart.

He looked at the ladder under his feet, which was what he had been pursuing persistently in 2000.

But now, he has more important things to pursue.

Ji Buyan formed a mudra with his hands, forcibly suppressing the cultivation in his body, a strong golden light and evil spirit erupted from his body, and then slowly disappeared.

His face was pale, and as he spat out a mouthful of blood, the miracle in the sky disappeared.

The ladder also dissipated in an instant, and the sword spirit who was still bouncing happily on it fell down with a swish.

Before the sword spirit cursed out of his mouth, he suddenly looked serious, turned around, and flew in front of Ji Buyan.

Looking at Ji Buyan's broken and weak body, Sword Spirit roared anxiously, "You don't want to ascend because of your self-cultivation!"

"What are you trying to do? Your cultivation base has dropped to the early stage of Mahayana, who knows if you will still have a chance to ascend."

Ji Buyan saw that the sword spirit was worried, so he rarely apologized, "Sorry, I don't want to ascend anymore."

Then he raised his hand with one hand, ready to seal.

Sword Spirit paused, and then became more anxious, "You still want to cancel the contract of Sword Spirit, are you crazy!"

Terminating the contract in Jibuyan's current situation, the backlash could cost him half his life.

"If you don't ascend, you don't ascend, and I don't necessarily have to find a host to ascend." The sword spirit was angry and annoyed.

Ji Buyan nodded, his heart moved, he closed his eyes and counted - it was the enchantment he left outside the wooden house that was receiving a large-scale attack.

Jibuyan opened his eyes, his deep eyes were like the ferocity released by hell, and he teleported towards the wooden house.

The sword spirit was still worried and angry, and saw Ji Buyan flying away with his dilapidated body.

Looking at the large wet blood stains at his feet, the sword spirit forcibly teleported while being seriously injured!

He anxiously followed, Bai Li must be in danger.