Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng wiped away his tears and said:

"It's okay. I heard that senior was leaving here. I will never be able to eat such good wontons again, so I felt sad and couldn't help but shed tears."

After saying this, Liu Yifan looked at Yu Zecheng carefully, did not move for a long time, and then said:

"You are sick and need to be treated."

He felt unhappy about not realizing that Yu Zecheng was here and said something casually.

Yu Zecheng said:

"I wonder where else I can eat wontons like this, old man, give me another bowl."

The old man said:

"Okay, you are destined, I will give you another bowl."

After saying this, he carefully cooked two bowls of wontons, giving each of Yu Zecheng and Liu Yifan a bowl.

Liu Yifan looked at Yu Zecheng's wontons and said:

"You, you robbed me of half a bowl of wontons. You have to return it to me in the future. You really can't exchange for these wontons. I ate such a bowl to find him a ninth-level flying sword. ”

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"I don't have a ninth-level flying sword."

The old man said:

"Three cents for the small bowl, five cents for the big bowl, yours is the small bowl, only three cents."

It was Liu Yifan's turn to burst into tears and said:

"Can I count this as three cents?"

The old man said:

"What do you think?"

Liu Yifan sighed and started eating.

Yu Zecheng also started to eat, one small bite at a time. The wontons had a strange taste, fresh, delicious and fragrant. The taste was strong and intoxicating at first, and then it was elegant and distant, and then suddenly it became quiet. Ming, suddenly warm and lingering, like layer upon layer, the more you taste it carefully, the harder it is to distinguish the real taste. In the end, it faded away like a dream, making it difficult to tell the truth from fiction.

Every bite is like tasting your own life, a feeling of understanding the world, and every bite is extremely enlightening.

After eating, Yu Zecheng suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"I eat, I am, I am, I think, all thoughts are impermanent, impermanence is rapid, thoughts move, stone fire, wind lamp, passing waves and lingering light, exposed movies, wasted in a blink of an eye. Caused by impermanence, immortals, Buddhas, gods and humans are all born, It will be destroyed."

Yu Zecheng had no idea what he said. The old man nodded and said

"This little brother, why are you sitting here after eating? Do you want another bowl?"

This was to expel the guest. Yu Zecheng stood up, bowed deeply, turned around and left. That bowl of wontons required a ninth-level flying sword to cook. Needless to say, Yu Zecheng received this great favor. Needless to say, he was deeply touched. He bowed deeply and turned to leave.

After leaving this time, Yu Zecheng did not come here for three days. He arrived here again on the fourth day. Looking over, he saw that the wonton stall was no longer here. Yu Zecheng's expression remained unchanged and he was overjoyed.

But he did not act immediately. Instead, he left here and returned to Ziyang Valley. He suffered in Ziyang Valley for two months before returning here.

Sometimes you have to endure what others cannot endure. Whenever it becomes unbearable, I will enter the simulated world of freedom and kill the demon god Apohora to vent my anger.

Two months later, Yu Zecheng finally returned to this place, then picked an auspicious day, took a bath, changed clothes, recharged his energy, and was ready for a battle.

It was the twenty-sixth night, there was no moon in the sky, and I couldn't see my fingers. Yu Zecheng arrived here and was ready. He began to cast spells silently, preparing for a battle.

While Yu Zecheng was explaining the Dharma, two thousand feet high in the sky, Liu Yifan and the old man selling wontons were watching. Liu Yifan said:

"Look, I thought there was something wrong with this kid. He endured it for two months, but we found him. Let's see what he wants to do?"

The old man selling wontons remained silent, just smiled, and watched Yu Zecheng explain.

Yu Zecheng had been preparing for a long time. He shook his hand and released the one hundred and eight golden elixir real sword pets, and began to set up the formation. Layers of large formations were laid out. The outside was to protect the illusory formation to prevent people from entering by mistake, and the inside was the one that cut through time and space. Magic circle.

This magic circle is composed of one hundred and eight high-level spiritual stones as bones, and one thousand and one low-level spiritual stones as flesh. Layers of magic circles are set up to form a three-dimensional restriction. A star orb in the middle is the eye of the magic circle, and the rest are Cheng prepares silently.

In this great formation, Yu Zecheng remained silent and silently worked up his energy. After countless preparations, he was finally ready. Today he was going to kill the Great Zi Zai Tian, ​​snatch the Hu Qin Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasure, and then return to the human world.

The sword spirit refined by the avatar of the demon god Apo Horra was placed in front of Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng stared at him, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"The sky is far away and the sky is approaching, all things are impermanent, the Gang God Xun winds, thunder and lightning are everywhere. The five dragons are thundering, and the turtles in the north are revered. The strength is boundless, and the wind runs with the thunder. The Taiyi is in the dark, and I follow the edict to move quickly. Dispel the thunder quickly, and give it. If you dare to obey the orders, you will offend your innocence, just like disobeying the emperor's orders, and going against the Supreme Being..."

As Yu Zecheng chanted the spell, the sword possessed by the sword spirit gradually began to emit various lights, and then the large array began to rotate, countless lights and shadows began to rotate, and the small celestial instrument in the middle started. The metal ring began to rotate, and gradually a nebula rose there, with countless stars twinkling in the nebula.

The sword spirit conveyed the positioning time and space coordinates, and instantly a huge energy exploded in the air, forming a dark domain, which was like a big hole. The surrounding light objects, dust and pumice were all absorbed by the huge gravity in the black hole, and moved toward the black hole. Fly away.

Looking at the black hole, it is extremely deep. I don't know where it is. This magic circle uses the sword spirit as the source and the origin of the coordinates. It will remain here for a quarter of an hour. Within this quarter of an hour, Yu Zecheng must rush into the Great Freedom Sky and strike. Kill the demon god Apohora, snatch the innate spiritual treasure, and then return.

If Yu Zecheng cannot return for a quarter of an hour, he will have been assimilated by the Great Freedom and will never come back. If he loses this origin, Yu Zecheng will never find a way to return to the world of the sky.

Yu Zecheng roared. He had rehearsed this moment countless times. He rose up with his sword, turned into white light, and instantly rushed into the black hole and entered the time and space channel.

The space-time channel seemed to be shuttled among countless thunder and lightning sparks. Although these thunder and lightning rays did not cause fatal damage to Yu Zecheng, they caused him endless pain, but he could persist.

Persevere, persevere, only by persevering to the end can you win.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng rushed into the Great Freedom Sky, and a guiding road appeared in front of him. The Great Freedom Sky was like an endless white cloud, with that kind of white mist everywhere. In this mist, there were countless egg-shaped worlds. , floating in the sky.

Each egg-shaped world represents a living being. The world they live in is completely imagined by them and transformed according to their thoughts.

Some egg-shaped worlds are extremely huge, some egg-shaped worlds have declined, and some egg-shaped worlds are actually intersecting. Where they intersect, there are constant battles. The egg-shaped worlds that represent the fantasy of two creatures are fighting.

These countless egg-shaped worlds are floating in the air, and Yu Zecheng's goal is to avoid them. As long as he enters one of them, he will be unable to come out if he delays his time.

In this Great Self-Heaven, to avoid being swallowed up by the Great Self-Heaven and becoming the master of such an egg-shaped world, you can only postpone being assimilated by the Great Self-Heaven by not thinking about it, not asking or hearing, having no distracting thoughts, and having no desires or desires. Devouring time.

There is a bright silver thin line in front of Yu Zecheng, guiding him in the direction of progress. That thin line is the connection between the Avahora Demon God's clone and the Avhora Demon God itself. Relying on this, Yu Zecheng quickly found it. The original egg-shaped world of the Demon God Apohora.

Everything on the road was exactly the same as the previous drills, and a huge egg-shaped world appeared in front of Yu Zecheng's eyes in an instant.

This egg-shaped world is extremely huge, but nine-tenths of it is completely dark, with only a thousand-mile palace in the center still shining brightly.

The dark places are all continents created by the imagination of the Demon God Apohora. Now that he is old, lacks imagination and lacks thoughts, those continents and their people have all disappeared, and only the last temple remains.

Yu Zecheng rushed into the world, descended from high altitude, rushed into the temple, and flew as fast as lightning.

His hand emitted endless sword light, as if he had practiced it countless times, and everything in front of his eyes was shattered.

Logically speaking, this temple is a thousand miles away, with countless guards, strong men like a forest, and countless warriors here. It would take Yu Zecheng a quarter of an hour to fly and kill them.

But after practicing thousands of times, Yu Zecheng only used one sword. All these were phantoms and the imagination of the demon god Apohora, so one sword was enough to break everything. This sword represents Yu Zecheng's belief, his Tao, and everything about him. It also represents that he has desires. The Great Self begins to merge with him, satisfy everything he wants, and keep him forever. In the great freedom of heaven.

This sword cut through the sky, and the thousand-mile palace was instantly shattered. Yu Zecheng rushed to the body of the Apohora Demon God. Like countless trials, it sat on the magnificent throne and looked at Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng calculated thousands of changes to his reaction. So far, everything was in his calculations. Yu Zecheng sent out another sword. This sword was a false attack, attracting the reaction of the demon god Apohora, so as to snatch the innate spirit. precious.

Unexpectedly, the Apohora Demon God was motionless, and the sword immediately pierced him, and he accepted the sword calmly.

Then he smiled. This smile exceeded all Yu Zecheng's calculations. He said:

"You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. It is finally over. Thank you. I no longer have to wait for that helpless death. To thank you and to punish you for killing me, you went to enjoy the eternal life on my behalf. Life."

After saying that, Demon God Apohora closed his eyes and died. A huge explosion sounded in the sky world. Demon God Apohora's clone sword spirit was shattered. Suddenly, the connection channel with Yu Zecheng disappeared, and the black hole slowly dissipated. This situation was completely It went beyond Yu Zecheng's calculations and completely exceeded his expectations.

But there was no time now. With a roll of sword light, Yu Zecheng put away all the things around Demon God Apohoro, including the huqin.

Then Yu Zecheng stood up with his sword, fled towards the way he came, and flew out of the palace of the Demon God Apohora. Yu Zecheng was suddenly shocked. The coordinates when he came, the sword spirit of the sky world, were at the place where Demon God Apohora died. At the same time, it also shattered, the black hole gradually disappeared, Yu Zecheng lost the coordinates of going home, and the endless white fog rolled towards him.