The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 682

"I know I'm dying. What are you doing with this nonsense? Just because I'm dying, I want to seize the time to figure out what I don't understand. In addition to Liu Ci and Lian March before his death, and Jingyang when he soared, you are the strongest in Chaotian mainland for thousands of years, but you can't beat the snow queen. I really can't figure it out. "

Old Xuanyin looked at the Giant Buddha sitting on the Tongtian well and said angrily, "you know, I'm a man who fought with the green mountain. Although I was badly beaten by the two martial brothers and forced to hide underground for hundreds of years, I'm still alive after all. Do you have to admit that I'm very powerful? For more than a hundred years after I came out, I took care of the real person, and the people on the team were all powerful characters. Qilin was not as good as you. I was cut by Liu CI in Guocheng temple... He was not as good as you at that time. Who else was not as good as you. "

He covered his ears, and the tendons on the back of his hands appeared. He looked very hard, as if he wanted to crush his head as a stone, and as if he had a headache because of this problem.

No one is like you, that's why you cut me to death.

But you can't beat the snow queen. How strong is she?

Practitioners seek long life and pursue high and wonderful realm. Naturally, they are curious about the highest life in the world.

This is the biggest doubt before Xuanyin left the world.

Cao Yuan reminded again, "don't talk. If you miss a trace on both sides, you can't close again. Be careful."

"What if you don't talk? Can I still live like this? " Master Xuanyin covered his ears with both hands and suddenly thought of something. He laughed and said, "Jingyang's windy ears are too big. If you cut them open with a knife, you can't use my method."

Cao Yuan said, "the real person is the sword body. It's difficult for me to cut him horizontally or vertically."

"So it's hard for him to die. He dares to wander in the world these years. When it comes to transformation, real people are also very powerful. They have even come up with the Taoist method of eclosion. "

Xuanyin said with emotion that the black fog overflowing from his fingers was getting colder and colder, and a burst of snow fell on the cliff. I don't know if it's because of the cold, his old voice also became a little trembling: "it's a pity that we can't find the zhuniao. The real person didn't compete for the whole skill, otherwise Jingyang and you won't be his opponents."

Cao Yuan said, "if he really succeeded in eclosion, he would have soared long ago. How can he stay here?"

Xuanyin father was silent for a moment, his eyes showed admiration, and said, "the real person wants to understand all this, so he can choose."

"Although what immortal Taiping thinks and does is evil, his heart and strength are amazing."

Cao Yuan finished saying this and stretched out his right hand to grasp Xuanyin's ancestor.

Xuanyin didn't avoid it.

The Giant Buddha's palm was very big. It surrounded the old ancestor's body and bound him like an iron bar.

The grandfather looked at him and said inexplicably, "I'm evil. I'm really evil. I eat people and eat very hard. Why do you want me to stay for a while?"

"But you are still human after all." Cao Yuan said, "even if you're not a man or a dog, it's a life."

The old ancestor smiled and said, "if I didn't know your honesty today, I would think you were scolding me. I'm afraid there are more people who died under your knife than I killed. How can you have so much superfluous compassion?"

"You said before that everything is ultimately in the word of life and death, which is right."

Cao Yuan's voice was still as thick as that, echoing like a bell on the Bank of the East China Sea: "I kill life to protect my life."

"Life......" Xuanyin father narrowed his eyes and said with emotion: "yes, everything is life."

His eyes floated to the depths of the sea with the bell and said, "should that silly bird die at this time? We quarreled for more than a hundred years and suddenly knew that it was dead. It was still a little unhappy. Fortunately, this unhappiness would not last too long. We just didn't know what kind of mood the real person would have if he knew that we were all dead. Would he be sad or unwilling? I think it should be the latter? It's sad to think that such a great person as a real person is still old after all and has become a complete loser. "

"You're great, too. If I were you, what would I do with my own business? Get out of here. "

Lao Zu Wang said this to Cao Yuan, then loosened his hands and closed his eyes.

A small blood spot appeared on his brow.

The blood spot extended at a speed visible to the naked eye and became a straight blood line.

The blood line passed through his forehead, chest and abdomen, and accurately divided him in half.

Countless black and bloody smoke erupted from the line.

The sky was frozen to the cold winter, and the cliffs on the Bank of tongtianjing were suddenly painted with a layer of frost color, and then dyed dark, such as the coming of night. In the deep and cold night, there are still many flames left. Those flames rise with the wind, flutter and flicker, like very light spots, condense into a giant Buddha on the sea, and then disperse in a moment.

Is this becoming Buddha or obsession? No one knows.

Cao Yuan looked at the sea in silence. After a moment, he took back his sight, looked at the empty palm of his hand and said, "you rebuild the array here. I'll go down and have a look."