Chapter Five Hundred and Fourteen The Meaning of Existence
The old Taoist looked at the green catastrophe cloud in the sky. His body did not grow bigger, but a kind of spiritual energy on his body evolved outside of him.
A huge spiritual Taoist priest formed outside him. This spiritual Taoist priest raised his head like him, staring at the green disaster clouds in the sky, and even the eyes and eyes of this Taoist priest were infinitely moved and sad.
He is too old.
Although this catastrophe thunder allowed his body to escape from destruction, his soul and his memory could not be restored in the end.
He was so old that he could not remember which sect he came from, and what his name was. The longer the memory was, the more smoothed by the years and removed from his soul.
He only remembers that there is a word "sui" in his name.
But he could no longer understand whether the word "Sui" is a certain character in his name or title, or a word with special meaning to him.
His friends, fellow disciples, and everything in the past can't remember.
This is undoubtedly a very painful thing.
This kind of pain, just like time, caused more damage to his soul.
Perhaps only monks who have lived for so many years like him can have his feelings at this moment and understand that sometimes the number one enemy that eventually causes the monk to die is not the years, but the sorrow of slowly forgetting everything.
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Since I can't remember anything, the pain and laughter that used to be unforgettable, and the people and things that were once extremely important to me have become unforgettable, and have nothing to do with me.
This world also seems to have become unprecedentedly strange and has nothing to do with itself.
So what else is there to stay in such a world?
Living is boring, even without knowing oneself, and for some reason, the more you live, the sadder it becomes.
In his only remaining memory, the only thing he is sure of is that the fall of his fellow disciples whom he cannot remember, those who are much stronger than him, and those amazing monks who are amazing, is because that battle is about to come.
The ultimate robbery that was finally blocked.
He couldn't remember what he did in that battle now, but he knew that he had paid too much with his fellow disciples, and he vaguely remembered that although the supreme disaster was finally stopped, he seemed to be with him.
Before his death, a fellow disciple who fought side by side told him helplessly that the way of heaven would not exist.
Sadly, he no longer remembers the fellow disciple who should be extremely important to him.
But this voice that has been in his subconscious for countless years has constantly reminded him that he has always believed in the words of that fellow disciple.
In his subconscious, although the supreme tribulation was stopped, the laws of heaven had already suffered terrible damage.
He still can't remember more things now.
Those memories that were extremely important to him have been completely erased by time.
But seeing the arrival of this catastrophe cloud as Wang Li said, he was sure that there were really big problems with the laws of heaven, or there were big loopholes and errors.
A monk like him who has lived for so long and reached such a state of cultivation is very clear that some monks do have unique methods that can influence and change the attributes of some tribulation thunder, but what he is sure of is that in a heavenly tribulation,
This kind of tampering with the catastrophe is equivalent to the most serious fraud and provocation of the laws of heaven. In the same heavenly tribulation, it will definitely suffer a stronger backlash.
Not only him, but monks who are stronger than him will think so.
Because there are countless classics to prove it.
But as Wang Li's third-level thunder fell, and as Wang Li seemed to have completely arranged the next few thunders, he knew that no matter what Wang Li had formed in his past practice, he knew that no matter what Wang Li had formed in his past practice.
No matter what kind of imperial law appears in the body, this is definitely completely contrary to the laws of heaven.
No one can bypass the supreme laws of heaven unless he completely leaves this world.
Even if the real emperor wants to completely control and tamper with the thunder generated under the operation of the laws of heaven, it is tantamount to fighting the laws of heaven.
There is absolutely no compromise in the laws of heaven.
What kind of problems arise in the laws of heaven that leads to a monk who has not even truly condensed the golden elixir being able to tamper with the heavenly thunder?
So how many fallacies and unreasonable existences have occurred in this world under the operation of such huge mistakes and loopholes?
After thousands of years ago, what kind of terrible mistakes will be caused by the superposition of various mistakes?
Of course he didn't think he was the savior of this world, but no matter how much he had forgotten, even if he had forgotten his name, he still clearly remembered that this was a beautiful world where all of them regarded as treasures.
As he passed, even if his companions were no longer, even if this world was no longer the world he was familiar with, even if he could accept the catastrophes under the director of the Law of Heaven, he did not want to accept the catastrophes under the director of the Law of Heaven that had been wrong.
Because this may also be a bigger mistake.
But how can we repair the errors of the laws of heaven and make the laws of heaven restore to the right track?
This is not a realm that his realm can reach.
But the more this happens, the more he believes that he will eventually stay in this Taoist temple, and he should be waiting for the appearance of someone like Wang Li.
The cheaters who exploit the vulnerability can find the vulnerability more clearly than the rest of the people.
The more a monk like him who can escape the control of the laws of heaven, the more likely he is to embark on the path of God.
He raised his head and took over the thunder falling from the sky.
The emotion and sentimentality on his face were finally smoothed out as the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out and turned into relief.
The extremely amazing torrent of the Holy Destroyer suddenly showed a strange throbbing.
They are the laws of vital energy that lie between planes. They are originally the remaining products after the planes and planes are swallowed, and they are the remaining wills of many planes, and they are also the broken wills that fail after those planes are swallowed.
They are not accepted by all planes, and are always like greedy insects wanting to pour into the fresh world to devour the power of this world. Their will is full of destruction, destruction and revenge.
They hate the failure of their predecessors, the new world that arises after their failure, and all living things in this world.
Of course, they were extremely eager to break through this space crack. However, at this time, the insect stream at the front and the insect stream at the last end of these holy killers were in chaos at the same time.
The front-end insect flow sensed that their enemies were becoming stronger quickly, while the last-end insect flow felt that the way they came disappeared.
The black abyss behind them disappeared.
The old Taoist directly covered the void through a powerful law of vitality that evolved through the void and cut off their retreat.
But ahead of them, there was a substantial murderous intent that was so powerful that it even suppressed their desire to rush into the new world.
Wang Li suddenly felt that the power of the purple oil lamp in his body was triggered again.
When the power of this purple oil lamp was activated, it seemed that it also felt that Wang Li's golden elixir was still changing, and seemed to "look" at Wang Li's golden elixir impatiently.
But after this moment of impatient attention, another purple true fire swept across Wang Li's golden elixir.
Wang Li's golden elixir was tempered again.
What shocked Wang Li this time was that his sword aura was already in the golden elixir. While this purple true fire melted the metallurgical elixir, it also melted his sword aura.
Although his golden elixir has been tempered for a round, his golden elixir has not changed much. His sword aura seems to have undergone a surprising change under the tempering of purple true fire.
This sword aura melted completely in an instant, and even turned into aerosol. However, the moment the purple true fire disappeared, it quickly condensed. Although the color was even more mottled, it was extremely crystal clear throughout, exuding a brilliant brilliance.
The sword energy gave him the feeling that he had a sword fetus smelted with unique magical iron!
"Swish!"
At this moment, a purple divine light slashed in the front torrent of the holy insects like a sword light.
boom!
The old Taoist's body suddenly lingered with purple air on its right half, and it was like it was completely burning.
Half of his body was full of flesh and blood, but half of his body directly turned into a snow-white skeleton.
At least 30% of the saint-killing insects in the void crack were directly wiped out by his attack!
This is an extremely shocking picture.
However, at this moment, among all of them, only Li Youque keenly realized that in addition to the overwhelming murderous intent, this attack also had a resolute intention to die.
Li Youque looked at the old Taoist blankly, and he gradually understood why.
For the most powerful monks, true aging is not the physical body, but the soul.
The torrent of the Holy Enemies did not continue to move forward, they surged in disorder, like a giant cocoon, forming a surging crystal cloud.
"Their laws can swallow each other within a certain number, thus becoming stronger."
The old Taoist voice sounded, and he said to Wang Li: "From now on, you can use your Emperor Taoism method, don't stop. I must wait until all your thunders end. Before that, I will try to lock them, no
They will be burned with them."
Wang Li was shocked. At the critical moment, he knew it was powerful. He did not hesitate at all and continued to evolve the big hand seal of the underworld coffin with all his strength.
Countless coffins appeared in the crack of the space, and dense coffins appeared in the crystal clouds. They squeezed and stacked one after another. In the end, countless coffins accumulated, forming a huge coffin.
, cover the surging crystal cloud.
"Don't stop."
The old Taoist was afraid that Wang Li would stop, so he spoke again.
Wang Li took a deep breath, and he didn't dare to stop. He felt that there were extremely powerful laws in the void that were constantly killing and colliding, as if two seas were constantly washing each other.
(There is a psychology class on Sunday, so I will update this way. I will challenge you to eat Oli tomorrow. Oh no, challenge the ten thousand words chapters.)