Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

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"Brother Xia, the human race is the root of the people, and the monks should protect them with death. I did it." Ling Yan calmly faced Xia Yi's long sword, and even he, who had turned into an Asura, was killed by Xia Yi's sword. , this knife can also cut off all evil.

"Dongxuan will definitely remember Xia Yi's hoarse voice, but he who turned into Asura did prove that he has the will, and the blow he got three times in exchange for Minghua, I am afraid that even the holy king can be beheaded, but the premise is The holy king will stand in place and be killed by Xia Yi.

"East...to...".

"Duantian Immortal Slash! As soon as Ling Yan finished speaking, Xia Yi swung his sword. The light of the sword swallowed everything around him like a black hole, even the underworld. Wherever the light of the knife touched, the underworld retreated. The blood-red world shattered. Now, the outside scene is a beautiful sunset, which makes Xia Yi even a little confused whether it is the ghost or the world.

With a smile on his face, Ling Yan's remnant body fell face-to-face on Xia Yi's shoulder, and then slowly turned into black ash and dissipated.

Chapter 5

Road, go well.

Looking at Ling Yan's body that kept disappearing, Xia Yi felt that the dark energy in his body was actually devouring Ling Yan's power, and endless evil power poured into Xia Yi's body crazily, as if he wanted to corrupt Xia Yi as well.

However, Xia Yi at this moment, for some reason, could feel Si Lingyan's mood slightly.

The so-called race...

He was harmed by evil. If he needs hundreds of millions of souls to be buried with him to survive, then he chooses to die by himself, so that hundreds of millions of souls can still have tomorrow. This is a very good deal no matter what.

There was no persecution, nothing helpless, he simply accepted the fact and sacrificed willingly, this alone was beyond Xia Yi's reach.

Looking back now, the generosity when he raised the mountain was just that he really wanted to protect him in his heart, so that he temporarily forgot about life and death. Death is terrible.

On weekdays, he is as timid as a mouse, and will risk his life at critical moments, so it is said that human emotions are complex and contradictory things.

"I was born to be human..."

Recalling Ling Yan's words, the only thing that made him fearless of death was just saying that I was born as a human being. In it, Xia Yi felt the same heaviness as the common people are the roots of the human race, and monks should use death to protect them.

Xia Yi looked up at the sky, the sunset was about to set, dusk is also known as the moment of encountering the devil, because at this time the righteousness of the world is the least, whether it is evil spirits or unjust souls and other evil things start to wake up at this time, the ghost has not retreated, and now maintains the ghost door...

is himself.

Once the night falls, Ming's activity will be doubled, and without knowing what happened, Xia Yi felt the power of wish in the dark when he moved the mountain before. The karmic fire of perseverance.

"Industry…

Xia Yi realized that the karmic fire in his body had been increasing slowly, sometimes it would suddenly increase a lot, and sometimes it would suddenly decrease a lot. For example, this time, the death of a large number of Qing Yunzong disciples eliminated a lot of his karma.

But now it has improved. Xia Yi seems to have a little understanding of the power of karma. The power of karma has nothing to do with others, but it is closely related to him. Karma is not his power, but a kind of influence. What he does affects The more people there are, the more obvious the karma will be.

Karma can be good karma, bad karma, or even sinful karma. The body of karma does not distinguish between good and evil. It is simply a measure of influence, and karma is expressed in the form of fire. .

"Ming, with my karma, I order you to retreat!"

Xia Yi's fingertips ignited a bright red karmic fire, and the karmic fire quickly spread towards the nether world along with Xia Yi's body. Those countless bones like a sea struggled in the karmic fire. The karmic fire could not burn away their bones, but it could Let them fall into dead silence after struggling.

Some of the bones raised their heads and looked at Xia Yi after the pause, and then turned and left. Their number was extremely small, but Xia Yi seemed to see the power of will in their eyes. , Xiaowan... woke up.

The remaining countless white bones froze, and then sluggish like puppets. With the ebb tide of Ming, Ming began to shrink, and vague figures could be seen on the other side of the earth. They were monks in front of the palace. They stopped moving , Situ Gui was gone, as were Liangtian Laodao and Daozong Taishang, only You Wenjun was healing in place.

Vegetation re-grows in the wilderness, and tall and prosperous buildings rise out of thin air on the empty space. As the darkness recedes, everything seems to be reborn. Xia Yi closes his eyes and stands on the spot, tightly holding the hollow Stone, maintains his soul with ethereal rhythm.

The ghost is eating back at him, and his will is collapsing. With the spread of the fire of karma, Xia Yi has forgotten more and more things, but besides the ethereal rhythm, there is another kind of power that is constantly helping him.

"Xia Yi! Come back alive..."

"Sovereign! You must win!"

"Xia Da...

"What's wrong with Brother Xia? The soul breath is gone. If you don't come back, is something going to happen? What should I do!"

The disturbing voices kept helping Xia Yi remember who he was; everyone chanted his name, calling for him in their hearts, they took him back again and again. bsp;or Mu Xiaoqingming could easily kill a creature named Xia Yi, but he couldn't kill the Xia Yi in the memory of other creatures. This karma made Xia Yi not forget himself.

In the end, the sunset ended, the long night came, and the bright moon illuminated the imperial city of the Jiatie Kingdom. Xia Yi opened his eyes again, the ghost had receded, and countless lost memories began to be recast, just like when he had just returned from the ghost.

"What year is this...Chapter 21

...

Thinking is still a bit obscure, and my head is a little dazed. After Xia Yi's consciousness became clear, Xia Yi noticed something strange in his body, so he immediately looked inside Yuan Mansion. , to dispel the darkness.

Xia Yi tried to mobilize the golden power in the spiritual energy galaxy, and a high-level power that surpassed the spiritual power immediately swam all over his body, which was indescribably refreshing. Xia Yi knew what it was.

…force

Taking the spine as the earth to carry it, and feeling Ling Yan's aspirations to be a human being, body training and Qi training have both stepped into the semi-sacred level. If this continues, once he becomes a saint, he will be a true sage .

But Xia Yi didn't want to do that.

, _. rang "I'm afraid I don't deserve it.

Xia Yi shook his head. All of this is logical and in line with Xia Yi's nature, but Xia Yi doesn't think this is right, at least for the way he is going to go next, he doesn't think this power is necessary. What's wrong, I just think that a villain like myself is not worthy of the title of sage.

He was just doing it for Yu'er, no, Qingyun Sect could be added, and in the end it would be Dongxuan sentient beings, that's right, except for Yu'er, he didn't want to...

No, I can admit that I thought about it a little bit, but Yu'er and Xuanhuang must be the most important.

"It's just that, what is my holy road and the back road?"

Xia Yi couldn't help feeling suspicious again. Normally, the holy land is obtained from heaven and earth after the holy catastrophe, but his own holy power comes from the wish, that is, from the thoughts of sentient beings.

It can be said that as long as Xia Yi has enough people who are willing to believe in him, Xia Yi can even become a saint immediately. Of course, as time goes by, those who believed in him can provide more vows.

Inexplicably, he took a fork in the road, and he took the practice method of collecting vows and crossing the world. It's not that this way is not good, but this way is too controlled by others, so it can't be regarded as freedom.

Chapter 6

A few minutes later, Xia Yi returned to the front of the palace. Countless people in front of the palace were staring at the door eagerly. There was still a lot of residual ghost energy in the palace, and it would have to wait for the next day's sunrise to completely subside, so no one wanted to risky.

After all, if you are not careful, you will end up turning into Ming, and everyone has to be careful.

"Sovereign! It's the suzerain!!"

"Great, I said that the suzerain will definitely come back!"

"Win...we won!"

The people waiting here breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Xia Yi, and cheers erupted immediately on the field. Zhengdao did win this time very thoroughly, and Dongxuan's Dao of Demons was completely wiped out for the first time in so many years. , What kind of troubles can the remaining miscellaneous fish cause?

"Patriarch You, where is Situ Gui?

Xia Yi circled around but didn't see Situ Gui's body. Although he expected him to escape, Xia Yi was still very upset when he did. After all, Situ Gui was the mastermind.

"Run away. For some reason, when he was fighting with the three of us, he suddenly exploded with terrifying fighting power. He was almost as good as a holy emperor. I was directly injured, but he seemed to be able to use it only once. After using it, his breath dropped to the peak level. Holy, now the old Taoist and Liangtian old Taoist are hunting down.'