There is endless chaos here, and it is impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth and things.

Song Qingshu rubbed his painful head and opened his eyes, "Where is this?"

The scene in front of me is quite spectacular. Looking around, I can see that there are many lenses floating here that are taller than people. The lenses are all blurry and covered with a layer of fog.

Song Qingshu approached a lens and wiped the fog on it with his hand. Then, just like watching a movie, vivid scenes emerged.

Above was a picture of a little boy competing with a little girl in swordsmanship. Song Qingshu was shocked, took a few steps back, pointed at the picture on the lens and couldn't help but said: "This is..."

It was him who was the little boy in the picture. It was the scene when he was just starting to learn the sword from Mingyue. Then he ran to a lens and looked at it, and there was another picture. He was high-spirited and talking eloquently during the sword test ring.

Look.

He wiped the lenses clean and looked at several pictures in succession. Song Qingshu was certain that the pictures in these lenses were all things that had happened to him. In other words, they were all his memories!

He looked around again. There was no sense of direction and no end in this chaos. The distance of the chaos was shrouded in fog, as if there were some man-eating monsters hiding. The lens of memory covered the chaotic space, and every other period

There will be a lens of equal size at a distance.

Song Qingshu was dragged into his spiritual world by the old eunuch before. It was also a chaotic space, but unlike his, it was a little clearer. Although the old eunuch was in his dying years, he was still able to "kill people" in his spiritual world.

At that time, with just one thought, he could obliterate Song Qingshu's consciousness.

But because of a certain wish, he finally left his inheritance to Song Qingshu after making some plans in the spiritual world.

Song Qingshu didn't understand why he appeared in his spiritual world. He vaguely remembered that the master of Baiyun Temple, possessed by Bastu, used a strange spiritual method on him before he died.

The Supreme Yoga Tantra, the highest martial art in Tantric Buddhism, is actually a martial art that cultivates spiritual power, but its effect is not as practical as Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is easy to get started, but becomes more difficult the further you practice it.

The Supreme Tantra, on the other hand, pays attention to chance and talent. It is extremely difficult to get started but requires rapid effort. There are many eminent Tantric monks who only practice the Supreme Tantra. Although they do not have any internal strength, their spiritual practice has reached full perfection.

As long as they are willing, they can practice a technique and become a master at any time. Once their mental strength is in place, it will be easy to learn anything.

Song Qingshu wandered around in the chaos for a time or two, and had already reviewed his memories of the past few years. No matter how hard he wiped the lenses ahead, they were still foggy, and it seemed that the content had not been written yet.

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But these lenses only showed what happened after he traveled through time, but nothing about what happened before he traveled through time. Even he himself remembered that he had traveled through time. He couldn't remember all the information before he traveled through time, not even his name.

"Has the past been lost..." Song Qingshu felt like he was in a dream, and the sense of magic beyond reality made him feel confused.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps not far away. Is there anyone else in his spiritual world? Song Qingshu was suddenly startled and looked over carefully——

A bloody figure walked over.

"Spectacular, really spectacular!" He sighed, "A little guy who is less than a master can actually have such a vast and neat sea of ​​consciousness."

As soon as Song Qingshu heard this voice, he knew it was Bastu!

"So you are really not dead!" Song Qingshu's guess was confirmed.

This is Bastu's consciousness, which is more solid than that of the old eunuch. Bastu's spiritual practice is higher than that of the old eunuch, and his martial arts level is also higher than that of the old eunuch, so he has a spiritual body. Song Qingshu does not

strangeness.

It's just that the old eunuch can only pull others into his own world. It is simply a fantasy to enter other people's spiritual world at will like Bastu.

Song Qingshu can now confirm that martial arts practice has reached its end, and high martial arts is basically the part of cultivation. When it comes to the world of spiritual consciousness at the level of heaven and man, it is no longer comparable to the inner strength of true energy.

Bastu looked at Song Qingshu and said with a smile: "What a good skin. Such a perfect body is just a gift tailor-made for me."

Song Qingshu was inexplicably horrified. He could feel a huge threat from Bastu. He was obviously in his own spiritual world, but Bastu was more like a master. In fact, this was because Bastu's mental power was far stronger than him.

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The huge Wia was released from Bastu's body, and his red figure emitted slender red shadows, crawling towards Song Qingshu like poisonous snakes. Before Song Qingshu had time to react, he was caught by Bastu

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Blood Shadow Bastu paid it like a leech, smiled ferociously at Song Qingshu and said, "I have lived for three lives, and I didn't see a chance until I met you."

Lived three lives? Song Qingshu secretly thought, this guy must be at least several hundred years old? What kind of old monster is this? Could it be that he uses this evil method to continuously occupy other people's bodies to achieve immortality?

Just like he had taken over Song Qingshu's original body, this old guy used the same method? He wanted to take away himself!

In terms of cultivation, Bastu coveted his body and gave up the skin of a three-foot villain. He also used the hands of Baiyun Temple Master to anger himself. When Song Qingshu's mental defenses were at their weakest, he took the opportunity to invade his spiritual world.

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Song Qingshu was bound by the blood shadow and couldn't move. He struggled several times but to no avail.

"To be honest, the sea of ​​consciousness in your body is the most magical I have ever seen. Maybe you don't even know where the magic lies? It's something you've never seen anyone else do."

Bastu's blood shadow controlled Song Qingshu, and the surrounding chaos suddenly began to change, and then the two of them came to the end of the chaos.

It is said to be the end because this place is completely different from the previous scene. In the vast darkness stands a dark and huge stone door, with mysterious symbols carved on it.

Chaos cannot distinguish colors, but here Song Qingshu finally saw some colors. This huge dark stone door was like a portal to another world.

"Who would have known that the supreme gate that countless warriors dream of would be possessed by a boy like you?" Bastu's blood shadow sighed.

With the accumulation of time, warriors use their true power to open up the heavens in the body and form an internal circulation system. The true energy is endless, and they are called "grand masters".

The grandmaster realizes his own martial arts artistic conception, which is the realm of the supreme master. The so-called martial arts artistic conception is actually a spiritual practice.

When they reached Supreme, their observations of the world and the nature of martial arts were also very different. From Supreme to Tiandao warriors, there was an almost insurmountable gap, which was also vividly compared to the entrance to martial arts.

What Bastu said also answered Song Qingshu's previous doubts about why he was able to achieve such a terrifying and extraordinary state. Half-step innateness, Bastu's state is half-step innate!

He was only a little short of being able to truly break through the mysteries of martial arts and become a heavenly warrior with an immortal spirit. However, the Supreme Tantra he practiced was also a heaven-defying technique, which actually allowed him to be reborn three times through his own body.

In his previous life, Song Qingshu had heard about the legend of the reincarnation of a soul boy in Tibetan areas, and he suddenly thought of Bastu's previous narrow body of less than three inches. He, a "pseudo" heavenly warrior, has been looking for a way to truly break through the entrance, and

Song Qingshu made him see the opportunity.

Bastu pointed to the dark door: "After becoming a heavenly warrior at the martial arts entrance, such a portal will be formed in their spiritual world. This is the only way to leave this world."

Xueying stared at the restrained Song Qingshu with greedy eyes: "You don't know how lucky you are and what a chance it is that your martial arts practice has no obstacles at the entrance."

Song Qingshu was also shocked when he heard this. As he advanced in martial arts, he gradually understood the secrets involved. He is now hovering at the top of the first-class level, still a little short of a grandmaster.

But Bastu said that he didn't have a martial arts profound entrance. Doesn't that mean that as long as he breaks through the master, then breaks through the great master, or even reaches Xiantian, it will be a smooth journey?

"Hiss..." With such outstanding qualifications, it's no wonder that Bastu tried so hard to enter his own spiritual world in order to occupy the magpie's nest.

Bastu has lived for three lives using secret methods, but he has never been able to truly break through the martial arts entrance. This shows how difficult this martial arts entrance is for warriors.

Without the control of the martial arts profound entrance, this is simply a step to the sky! Song Qingshu already has Dugu's swordsmanship inheritance, and the artistic conception of martial arts is not difficult for him to understand. If it were not controlled by the meridians of this body, he might have become a master long ago.

Soar!

But in other words, the abnormalities in his spiritual world are not bound by the martial arts entrance, and may also be related to the soul of his traveler.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other and are difficult to distinguish.

Blood Shadow Bastu carefully touched the dark stone tablet with his hand. This is the ultimate dream of all warriors.

"Breaking the void and traveling to another world are not legends." Bastu Nana sighed.

Suddenly, a ripple appeared on the black stone tablet, and a burst of black light struck towards Bastu's blood shadow.

Bastu hurriedly retreated, but the black light was still cutting off the blood shadow's feet. After a while, the blood shadow's feet recovered again, but Bastu's entire blood shadow looked a bit illusory.

This is a loss to his mental body, so it doesn't seem as real as it did at first.

"It seems that this heavenly gate can only be opened by you!" Bastu's eyes fell on Song Qingshu.

"Come and become one with me!"

Bastu's blood shadow covered Song Qingshu's entire body, trying to swallow up his spiritual body.

Bastu's mental strength was far superior to that of Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu knew what he wanted to do and tried his best to resist, but to no avail.

Under the absolute pressure, all the unwillingness can only be turned into a sigh.

In the blink of an eye, the blood shadow has completely swallowed up Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu's consciousness wrapped in the blood shadow is disintegrating little by little, and the lenses of those memories are also shattering one by one.

When all the lenses are broken, it means that the souls of Song Qingshu and the travelers will be completely digested into a ball of primitive consciousness energy and become part of Bathtu.

"Hahaha, you have worked hard for twenty years, but you are making wedding clothes for others. Isn't this a sad feeling?"

Bastu looked up to the sky and laughed. The consciousness of Song Qingshu who was devoured by him was not willing to be refined by him, and was still resisting. But it would not take too long to truly digest it all.

The blood shadow gradually took shape, showing the appearance of Song Qingshu. However, this Song Qingshu was different from the original one. The evil aura all over his body replaced the original peaceful aura.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth. Suddenly, his whole body froze, his body twisted, and two inexplicable energies rushed around in this conscious body.

Song Qingshu expanded and twisted violently like a rubber ball, and then exploded with a "bang"!

Bastu's blood shadow flew out, followed by a sharp sword light. Bastu's blood shadow flew around in the chaotic space, and the sword light followed closely behind it.

"How is it possible? How could there be such a terrifying thing in your origin..." The blood shadow of Bastu is one of his origins. He never expected that there would be a trace in the origin of Song Qingshu's consciousness.

Such a terrifying sword light.

This sword light has long surpassed the gods and surpassed the ultimate power of this world. This sword light is like a tracking missile and will not stop until it kills the blood shadow.

The blood shadow Bastu flew around the lenses, and wherever the sword light passed, the sword energy shattered all the lenses.

The blood shadow fled forward, and suddenly, a purple cloud appeared above the chaos. Immediately afterwards, a Tai Chi diagram fell from the sky, and a gap seemed to open above the chaos. A small purple light figure fell from the sky.

"It's you!"

The unique purple energy, the unique origin of Tai Chi. Bastu recognized this old friend who had been away for many years at a glance!
Chapter completed!