Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

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The black shadow who knew how to dodge before taught Xia Yi a lesson.

"Next, let's go find the real king!

He found a broken knife from all around and wiped his neck. Xia Yi closed his eyes and fell down slowly. His cognition fell into nothingness. Going slowly but can't do anything.

After regaining consciousness, I have already woken up, I don't know how many hours later.

"It's not so much that I died again, it's better to say that I fell asleep again, and I lost the real feeling after dying too much.

Anyway, Xia Yi is already used to dying in this Dao family. Prince Qixing and Jiu Yuxian probably haven't died once, and Xia Yi, who has died a lot, has discovered something new because of this, because Xia Yi will now die after death. I began to try my best to retain consciousness, and wanted to know how I was resurrected.

After all, Xia Yi knew that he wasn't really dead, but that the rules in this Dao family made him die.

Drawing a knife from the side, Xia Yi strode towards the distance with big strides. The black shadows of the True Monarch Realm were easy to find. After his own experiments, Ying's behavior gradually became capable of injuring the opponent until his tenth death, when Xia Yi beheaded the true king, Soi Ying.

"I always feel bored."

Xia Yi couldn't feel the excitement in his heart after beheading the black shadow of the real king. He started to feel numb, and he didn't feel happy at all. With his rapidly rising cultivation, Xia Yi didn't have any intention of keeping it.

"Is it quasi-sage level? It's about three ranks of fading away? That's about the same as before I entered the secret realm."

Xia Yi now goes to find some black shadows to kill, and basically can get back the lost cultivation base, but Xia Yi doesn't care about the amount of cultivation base, Xia Yi only cares about one point now.

That's all here

It's so strong, you can always forcefully retain some consciousness, right?

"Hua, Fan!"

Without any hesitation at all, Xia Yi drew the knife from the side and gently wiped his neck, but Xia Yi did not fall this time, because Xia Yi supported his body with the knife, Xia Yi's eyes were wide open, he was fighting against death, Fight against death in this knife mound rule.

And this is tantamount to fighting against Emperor Xiao.

"what is this"

Xia Yi used his cultivation to forcibly stabilize his soul so that he would not fall into a deep sleep. With his hands and feet, his body turned into dust and collapsed. It stands to reason that he should be transformed into a ghost at this moment. There is no real body here. It should be that only the soul entered the knife mound, and the real body was suddenly replaced some time after entering the knife family.

Even Xia Yi himself didn't feel it.

"knowledge

Looking at the sky, Xia Yi stared at the sky where even the clouds were stagnant. He recalled that when he first entered Daojia, the clouds flowed slowly, but at least they could move, but now the clouds hardly moved. The moment he held the knife on the small sand dune, he, Prince Qixing and Jiu Yuxian had already entered another knife mound.

Its name is Lidaozuka, the endless spirit world.

Chapter 17

"Heart sword, break the illusion!

"Smart calculation!

"Eternal moment!

Xia Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to get rid of the intervention of this spirit world before his body completely collapsed. He used all the strange tricks he knew, but he could still clearly feel a kind of suppression, such as the heart Jian Powang, Xia Yi really felt the world around him flicker the moment he used this move, and for a moment his perception should have returned to reality.

It's a pity that no matter how hard Xia Yi struggles, it's not up to Xia Yi to enter this sword family. Xia Yi didn't disappear until Xia Yi was completely turned into ashes. After Xia Yi was reborn, Xia Yi didn't act anymore. Instead, he looked at the sky and sighed.

"What a dream of Qianqiu!"

Xia Yi now understands that he has been pulled into a fantasy that is close to some kind of reality, or it can be said to be a dream. Any way he feels here is a dream. This is a dream, and Emperor Xiao is really a ghost. He can think of all kinds of ways. Dreams are the only time for mortals to liberate themselves. They will dream about all kinds of weird things that they dare not imagine, dare not guess, or understand.

And in a sense, this is equivalent to enlightenment, the soul temporarily escapes the shackles of the physical body, and sleepwalks in the world.

"No wonder you can enter the state so easily, it's a dream after all!" Quan would need to die countless times to understand this point. For Yu Xian and Prince Qixing, they should think that their bodies were affected by the Dao of the Great Emperor, but they didn't realize it. It's not a real world at all here, and Xia Yi can perceive it mainly because of one point, that is Minghua.

He was able to use the underworld energy after recovering his cultivation, but he couldn't transform it into a ghost, which shows that the imaginary cultivation level still can't really look like the real one. If he and Prince Seven Stars had no means of delaying death, it would be extremely difficult for him to come to Xia Yi's level.

"It's not just me who is dreaming, you are also dreaming, right?

Xia Yi looked at the broken knives everywhere in the sea of ​​sand, and carefully observed the broken knives in his hands. He roughly guessed the true identity of the black shadow. It should be the reminiscences of these broken knives to their former masters, which were left in the grave of knives. Unable to go out, it can only decay slowly, and a little bit of spirituality has been born in the long years. These spiritualities can't do anything, and they can't even form a shadow without dreams.

They are knives, weapons for killing, and their memories are when their masters used them to fight.As for the handle knife, a broken broken blade, they will never be able to return to the owner, and this remembrance gradually forms a resentment, the resentment of the sword.

"Emperor Xiao left you behind, but he didn't have anyone who remembers you, and let him be the object of training by the Z generation's Tianjiao. Since Emperor Xiao didn't set any specific rules in this emperor, I don't care. Anything should be possible, right?"

"What misses people, what souls, what souls.

"That's all, since this place is a tomb, I will bury you.

Knife is a tool for killing, but the disabled knives have already fulfilled their role. As knives, they have been made broken, and it is time to return to heaven and earth. Although it is good for Emperor Xiao to experience other people's ideas, but if this continues, sooner or later the knives will be destroyed. A terrifying evil was born in the mound.

Xia Yi held the remnant knife in his hand, and felt the sadness and resentment in the remnant knife with his heart. This remnant knife was once forged by a monk himself, and was wiped several times a day by that monk as a treasure. The monk is a bit poor, but a good guy, and this is a knife that has no real blood on it.

This knife has not killed a single life since it was born, until the knife and its owner met a wizard, and that wizard competed with everyone everywhere, and the conditions for victory were very attractive, even if countless people took the initiative to compete, then Occasionally, a wizard will force those who do not want to compete to compete.

That prodigy is called Xiao Jun, who was the Heavenly King of that year. Some people praised him for his amazing talent, and some people resented him for forcing the martial arts competition to seize the sword. All had their knives taken away.

"Is there still such a past? Aiyi.or Mu Xiaoji

Emperor Xiao was so youthful and energetic when he was young. No one was worthy of wielding a knife in front of him. It was a big tone. Although he did it, he should have realized what mistake he had made later.

Otherwise, why is the last Dharma door among the four categories and nine Dharma-doors] the way of compassion?The killing to the end is for those who don't even have life, the tenderness towards the knife that Emperor Xiao recalled in his later years.

"Perhaps dominating you through defeat should be regarded as passing the test. Emperor Xiao thinks that you are used as knives, and it is your happiness to be used, but I don't think so. This is the difference between me and Emperor Xiao. Gone in battle, but I want to bury you more.

"If you are willing to be buried by me, that would be great.

After speaking, Xia Yi gently wiped the broken knife with his hands, wiped off every inch of dust on it, and then polished the knife with his own clothes. The knife was very old and could no longer return to the cold light of the past, but it could bloom in another place. A color, a soft shimmer.

Afterwards, the knife-like ash disintegrated from Xia Yi's hands, but the ash did not melt into the ground, but floated to the sky.

After doing all this, Xia Yi took the knife again, and once again felt the sadness in the knife, rubbed it, sharpened it, and even washed the knife with his own blood. The dust and sand floated to the sky. I don’t know how much sorrow there is. Ling, as a swordsman, should be the first to understand the sword.

During such a journey, Xia Yi also encountered black shadows, but the black shadows had no intention of killing Xia Yi for no reason. They just came to Xia Yi and knelt down on one knee, offering the knife in their hands to Xia Yi.

Xia Yi took it, knowing that the black shadows were the knives in their hands, and being able to form black shadows meant that their grievances were relatively strong. But Xia Yi doesn't care, there is great compassion in the big dream, and he can agree to any conditions.

Therefore, Xia Yi, who received the knife, would commit suicide with the knife. The black shadow kowtowed, and the knife turned into dust and floated into the sky. It's Dao Zhong, why can't you give Dao a rest in peace, and borrow their grievances to make them wander around as shadows in the long years, maybe Emperor Xiao's original intention was good, and he wanted to let the Dao Spirits finally die He died in the battle, but Xia Yi chose another way.

Once upon a time after killing

Afterwards, I will meditate on my way. Xia Yi didn't die, he never died, he just lost his way for a long time.

Chapter 18

Jing Dao, Burial Dao, Xia Yi walked on the gray sand wilderness and just did his own thing. He didn't know what happened to Yu Xian and Prince Qixing, but he didn't want to care about it. This is a dream, what kind of dream he had They have the final say on their own, it has nothing to do with Xia Yi whether to realize the Dao to the deepest level, to realize the ultimate sword intent, or to kill into the soul, and to get the terrifying ultimate move.

In fact, the Dao handed down by Emperor Xiao also seems to have condensed the thinking of Emperor Xiao, from the initial pursuit of strength, the pursuit of cutting skills, and later slowly pursuing the principles of heaven and earth contained in the Dao of the Sword, and finally began to have Without compassion, a weapon as a weapon should be shattered in battle. This is indeed the fate of most weapons, and it is also Qi Ling's own wish.