The boundless black curtain leads to the sky. Above the dark curtain, dragons and snakes roam, and the great road is created. Looking at the shady in front of him, Xia Ming's eyes appeared brightly. …… [How can a saint’s thief be called a thief? 】 [The thief of the saint is the great road! 】 [Following the way of the saint is the thief of the saint. 】 [The key to the way of a saint is to have a clear conscience. 】 [It is the heart that leads to the Tao! 】 【It’s your persistence! 】
[When you are in darkness, your heart is toward the light! 】 [If you have a saint in your heart, Taoism will naturally come to you! 】 【Quack quack! 】 …… The more I watched, the more frightened I became, and the more I watched, the more excited I became. Thoughts surged, and the whirlpool in Xia Ming's eyes gradually dissipated. "The key to the saint's way...is it obsession? Or faith? Or is it the heart of the way?" "When thieves become Tao...when actions become beliefs, then is he a saint thief?" "Could this be the origin of the [Taoist Thief] Yasheng?" "Isn't this the real intention of the bandit on the road..." "What do these evil thieves want to do?" Listening to Xia Ming's murmur, one ear fell into deep thought. In a daze, Yi Er remembered what his ancestor once said to him. [Little Thirty-Seven, a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and the mouse’s son can make holes. 】 [Our clan has been here like this since ancient times. 】 [My ancestors have lived like this for generations, why can’t you let go? 】 [Don’t feel embarrassed or lose face...] 【That is our way of survival. 】 Almost at the same time, Xia Ming and Yi Er said the answer.
"Stealing is the Tao! Stealing the heart is the Tao heart!" "The Thief Saint is the Dao Saint!" "The saint steals creation!" "This is the Tao!" Before he finished speaking, Xia Ming and Yi Er used their big hands without a trace. When the soul was shaken, two big black hands appeared out of thin air. The five fingers are dark and extremely slender. Each finger actually has three joints. On the big hand, fine palm prints are intertwined with each other. And this solid black hand is the advanced version of the formless hand. ——The saint thief. As the big black hand slowly disappeared, Xia Ming and Yi Er looked at each other. Along the way, they have experienced life and death, and there is no need for the two of them to say anything. Without the help of one ear, Xia Ming would not be able to understand the saint's thief. Without Xia Ming's guidance, even one ear would not be able to understand the true meaning of the thief. Seeing this scene, Po Liuhan was also very emotional. Unknowingly, the two boys he had protected behind him that day had grown to this point. But he... is still at the state of transformation into gods... Slowly clenching his fists, Po Liuhan buried all his thoughts. When Po Liuhan's eyes dimmed, Xia Ming's words ignited the fire in his heart again. "Third brother, please take the time to teach this to your elder brother. I'll go find that Lao Deng!" "Okay, boy Xia, you have to fool that Lao Deng!" The words in one ear were also mixed with the crisp sound of teeth clashing. Obviously, the immortal's words that day really hurt him. …… Before arriving at the immortal body, Xia Ming felt it carefully again. The physical body is very clean, and there is no wrong thought in it. Bones, flesh, blood, skin...none of them changed.
"This is really a fairy, not a demon." "But how could the destiny in his body leave such an obsession?" While Xia Ming was deep in thought, Yuanfeng Laodeng refreshed directly in front of him. 【hey-hey……】 【hey-hey……】 Lao Deng scratched his butt and was about to leave, but Xia Ming immediately stood in front of him. While bowing respectfully, Xia Ming spoke very humbly. "My dear, my dear, I, this junior, have something unclear." [But it doesn’t matter. 】 "Immortals use spirituality to cultivate their souls, and demons use spirituality to cultivate their bodies. So what do immortals and demons rely on to carry their destiny?" "The physical body? Or the soul? Or is it something else?" The whirlpool of the world slowly rose in his eyes, and Yuanfeng seemed to be smiling but not laughing. [The younger generation is arrogant and ambitious. 】 [The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. 】 [When you become an immortal...you will naturally know...] "Suppress the God!" After giving Yuan Feng a cold look, Xia Ming directly activated the God-Suppressing Technique. Time was running out, and Xia Ming was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense. "You're just a fake immortal! How dare you mess with my Taoist heart!?" When his Taoist mind was firm, Xia Ming directly activated his big hand without any sign, and grabbed the destiny in the immortal's body. "The saint steals creation!" "This destiny is my destiny, Xia Ming!" The heart of a single husband becomes stronger and stronger. As the five dark fingers clenched, Xia Ming grasped the bright destiny. caught!
Really caught it!
The moment he grasped the destiny of the immortal, Xia Ming suddenly felt his heartstrings tighten. An unfounded sense of crisis instantly enveloped him. There seems to be something wrong with this immortal destiny! Horsey!
Although he thought so in his heart, Xia Ming really didn't want to let go.
Immortal destiny is hot, easy to pick up, but difficult to put down. This is the greatest blessing! Immortal destiny, what creation can compare with it?
Look at the endless brilliance held tightly by Wuxiang's big hand. Xia Ming's eyes were full of struggle. …… If you don't have the destiny of being an immortal, how can you master Master Wei's method of killing immortals?
If there is no immortal killing method, how can one deal with the inner demon Zhao Liuche?
Do I have to wait for him to replace me? He is the inner demon!
A devil who fantasizes about becoming a fairy!
With his eyes focused, Xia Ming's "Tao Heart" was extremely stable. With his thoughts clear, Wuxiang's big hand tugged hard, and Xia Ming directly pulled out a piece of destiny. Xia Ming didn't dare to investigate carefully after receiving the Immortal's destiny, and immediately retreated. One breath, two breaths, three breaths... until thirty breaths. The immortal's physical body was still in deathly silence. Yuanfeng Cannian didn't show up either. Quietly. My heart was pounding. Xia Ming tightened his grip on Cunxu Tianming in his hand. "Am I overthinking it?" "Is there no conspiracy in this?" Not daring to waste time, Xia Ming immediately returned to the small cave house. "Brother, protect me! Once the thought of an immortal appears, crush it immediately!" Xia Ming's request will naturally not refuse to break six Han. After Yi Er hesitated for a moment, he also ran out. Before arriving at the situation of the immortal's body, One Ear also offered sacrifices to the formless hand. It's just that before his formless hand came into contact with the immortal's body, it was directly shaken away. Blinking his eyes, one ear froze. "Lao Deng!" "So stingy!" "I curse you to be tricked to death by Mr. Xia!" Where can I think of one ear? The immortal blood anchor sword is the key to contacting the immortal body.
In the small cave house, Xia Ming began to activate his mental skills with an anxious mood. Activate the general trend of the physical body, and use the general trend of the physical body to drive the inner scene of Dantian. At the moment when the inner scene turned virtual into reality, Xia Ming resolutely integrated the immortal destiny into the Dantian furnace. boom-- The moment the immortal destiny enters the furnace of Dantian. In an instant, it spread out into endless brilliance and merged directly into the Dantian barrier. The speed is so fast that it is unimaginable!
Tianming merged into Xia Ming's physical body and immediately reacted. His body was trembling endlessly, and his energy and blood were roaring. The blood energy is wanton and ferocious, flowing straight out of the body. When the energy and blood are like waves, raging against the surroundings. Nine bloody concentric circles quietly emerged behind Xia Ming. As the nine wheels rotated, Xia Ming's soul was also suffering in pain. …… 【Kill, kill, kill! 】 【Yuanfeng! You deserve to die! 】 【Immortal Yuanfeng! I swear to kill you! 】 [That day you used my wife and children as medicine! You should think of this day! 】 [I, Qin Gu, wish to become a demon! I just want to kill you! 】 [Dragon Bone Taoist Spear! Give it to me! 】 【Yuanfeng! Come and die! 】 …… The real demonic thoughts roared and roared. Three more phantoms of jade rings appeared behind Xia Ming. The soul continued to waver, and the jade ring began to twist, rotate, and tremble on its own. While the jade ring tempered Xia Ming's soul, the obsession of the real demon was also crushed bit by bit. The cycle continues, over and over again. In endless pain, Xia Ming slowly opened his eyes. When the cold eyes were frozen, the sunspots were like whirlpools, spinning around.
"Yuanfeng! Yuanfeng!" "What's your destiny?" "This is clearly Qin Gu's destiny!" "This is the destiny of the real devil!" "Lao Deng!" "What do you want to do with your horse?" "Ok?" "Something's wrong!" …… boom-- Boom——Boom—— Hearing the sound and looking around, Yi Er and Po Liuhan's pupils trembled. But I saw that the black stone hill had cracked, and there were ferocious cracks all over the hill. Through the slender crack, the awe-inspiring blue fire roared out with violent energy and blood. boom-- As the energy and blood surged, a terrifying roar exploded the hill completely. The blue fire burned wantonly, burning all the scattered black stones. Incomparable sea of fire, twisting the air. Through the rising heat wave, a vague figure could be vaguely seen. He had his hair disheveled and his head hung slightly. That's Xia Ming. Little by little, Xia Ming slowly raised his head. The moment she saw Xia Ming's eyes clearly. After breaking six Korea, one ear suddenly felt a numbness on the scalp. What kind of eyes are there!
That is clearly a twisted vortex! In both eyes, the whites of the eyes are pitifully few. Some are only hideous black. What's even worse is that there is still a faint smile on the corner of Xia Ming's mouth.
That look... that smell... that charm! Exactly the same as Yuanfeng! (End of chapter)