The boundless battlefield turned into a boundless cemetery, and the corpses of immortals and demons were suspended in mid-air. There were almost no complete corpses, and most of them were broken limbs and broken bones. The silent killing was over. The immortals and demons in all directions were wiped out, and only seventeen people survived.
Three days ago, the starry sky was filled with creatures, and a vast army could be seen. Three days later, there were only seventeen powerful immortals and demons left among the tens of thousands of creatures.
Seventeen gets people.
Still silent, the seventeen people wiped the blood from their faces and looked at each other. Among the seventeen people, there was no leader wearing a golden crown that looked like a big clay pot. The leader died in battle...
Suddenly, the mysterious light was dense, and the colorful fairy light circulated. Everything in the eyes of the people in the evil temple, everything related to the battlefield, the broken corpses, scattered treasures, including the last surviving Shiqi Na people, were quickly blurred in the mysterious light.
It's light and disappears in just a few breaths.
All gone
After lightly erasing everything, the mysterious light also dissipated.
Su Jing and others were still in the evil temple. The evil temple was still in the quiet starry sky. They looked around and saw little flashes of light in the distance. The stars in the distance were glowing and peaceful.
"The mirage... is over?" Qiu Pingan's tone was hesitant.
No one could answer him. Su Jing, Jia Tian, Ye Fei, and Xi Hai discussed a few words in a low voice, and then the evil temple began to take off. He couldn't think of anything for the moment, so he looked around for a while. But just after a cup of tea, suddenly
There was a crisp sound of 'pop'.
The sound is crisp, not too loud. In cold weather, when hot water is poured into an ice-cold porcelain bowl, the bowl will suddenly burst. That's almost the sound.
This sound was not movement within the evil temple, it came from outside... from all directions, penetrating through the darkness, a crisp sound that could not tell the direction but was real. Su Jing and others hurriedly concentrated on alert, but the surroundings returned to silence, and there was no more sound.
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After waiting for a long time and nothing unusual happened, the evil temple set off again, flying towards the nearest star stone. Three days passed without incident, except for the soft 'shattering' sound that appeared twice more. After the 'war' ended
Three days later, Su Jing and others who were marching suddenly found themselves surrounded:
South, west, east. Dharma clouds appear at the end of the line of sight. They rush toward the evil temple!
The evil temple suddenly stopped advancing, and the people in the temple were ready to wait.
The vast clouds of magic in the three directions of south, west and north gradually filled the sight, until the clouds stopped hundreds of miles away from the evil temple. Then the thick clouds dispersed: the army. The army of monsters that filled the sight, covering the fairy sky: stone giants.
Various monsters, and 'people' who wear armor and have wings but cannot stand on all fours.
After a while, silver clouds covered the top of the head, becoming overwhelming; gray fog rolled hundreds of miles below, and strange leafless trees grew wildly in the smoke. Only the east was empty.
But the east was not empty for long, and soon millions of people came, marching idle and idle, chatting and laughing.
Following the leader with a big casserole-like golden crown on his head, he marched forward, and several other monster leaders also left the formation... The negotiation broke down, and a monster wearing a feather on his chest, a mirror on his chest, and a small flag in his hand fell from the sky. Let's talk again.
Still no agreement, war begins.
Everything started over again, three days of fierce battles, silent killings, still with Su Jingxie Temple as the heart, no matter who was determined to fight to the death, and in the end, seventeen people survived, and Xuan Guang came back to wipe out everything.
The only difference was that two and a half days into this fierce battle, Su Jing and others heard the crisp sound of 'pop' again.
There will be a long period of time after that...three days and three days!
Three days of fierce fighting, three days of calm, three days of fierce fighting, three days of calm, and so on, as if they were inextricably reincarnated. Su Jing and others have never been able to reach the star that seems to be the nearest, no matter how far away the star is from them
, but 'everything moves'. No matter whether Su Jing moves forward or backward, or up, down, left or right, as long as he moves, the whole 'universe' will move with him, and everyone will always maintain the same movement and the same speed.
So no matter how the evil temple moves, in fact it will always be 'immobile' and can only stay 'in place': the center of the battlefield.
This space is always silent, except for the occasional 'pop' sound. The sound has no regularity. The longest time it happened was that it did not occur for seven months. The most frequent time was thirteen sounds in a day.
"How long?" Jia Tian asked Su Jing.
"Seven years." Su Jing answered. It has been seven years since they broke through the storm and entered this inexplicable world.
Seven years were wasted, but they were definitely not "resigned to fate". Everyone thought of countless ways.
Simple and crude methods, such as using all your strength to bombard the void and trying to break through the realm with force, are useless;
An opportunistic example is that Jiati activated the Returning Flag Curse and wanted to return directly to his Kowloon land. When the Body Curse was activated, he disappeared for a while and then reappeared alive in front of Su Jing's eyes;
Those who are smarter would like to spread out. Isn't the monster always centered on the evil temple? If everyone scatters in all directions, how should the law of "centering" in this world be reintroduced? But the monster is very calm, and they disperse into
No matter how many roads we travel, this starry sky will spread out into so many identical worlds. Everyone is at the 'center' of the world. They can run and fly as they please. No matter how fast or how far they fly, everyone will encounter that scene three days later.
If the war continues for a long time, not only will the situation be unable to be broken, but everyone may be separated, which is a useless method;
For example, Su Jing, who is more rigorous, paid close attention to the comparison between the time of the Small Universe and the time of the Monster Realm for a year, and finally determined that "three days and three days" is just repetition, not reincarnation. Repetition and reincarnation sound quite similar.
In reality, there is a world of difference. Repetition means that time always flows forward. After reading a book of "Tu Wan", put it down, pick up the book and read it again, and read it for the third, fourth, and fifth times without stopping.
Keep reading; reincarnation is a time jump. After finishing "Tu Wan", not long after putting it down, time goes back and starts watching again... It will always be the first time, even if the memory is retained, in the sense of time
, no matter how many times I hold the book in my hands, it is actually the first time I am reading this book. It is repetition, not reincarnation. It is a small discovery, but it is not helpful and useless for leaving here.
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Also, Su Jing has been in a rag bag before, and he is really in big trouble this time. I hope the center of the bag can point out the way out. Besides, the battle that repeats every three days has a lot to do with taking people, but it seems like he has a big one in the bag.
He has reached a critical point in his cultivation. One of them is lying straight upright and the other is standing stiffly. The green evil light is flashing around his body. He is deep in concentration and cannot see or hear Su Jing at all. On the contrary, it is in the ruined temple.
The Great Ghost Lord, he is still crawling, sleeping soundly with the talisman on his forehead.
"It's been seven years, plus the fifteen years of seizures and the time spent on the way here. This will almost delay the treasure hunt." Jia Tian pursed his lips. He was really disappointed. As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and held out his five fingers.
He put the sword together and slowly stabbed into his left rib.
Su Jing was slightly surprised: "What is this?"
"I don't want to use this method. It hurts." Jia Tian broke off one of his left ribs with his right hand. Following the same pattern with his left hand, he also broke off one of his right ribs.
After removing a rib on each side, Jia Tian plucked out a hair from the top of his head, took a drop of blood from his heel, and waved to Su Jing: "Don't disturb me in the last seven days. I want to cast a spell."
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When Jia Tian was taking bones, hair, blood, and performing rituals, once again the beauty of spiritual treasures spread to the heaven. This time, the beauty was no longer a mysterious scene, but a real sound and color! From the mysterious to the real, anyone can You can know that the melon is about to ripen and its stem is about to fall off, and the day when the spiritual treasure will be born is just around the corner.
Also because the beauty turned into real beauty, the area where the treasure was located was immediately reduced a lot. A place in the north-northwest, Baizha Area, must be within it. Immortals flocked to it.
The treasure is about to be released, the scope is reduced, and countless immortal families are restless.
But the Nine-phase Bodhisattva, the man of bliss in the West, is not in a very good mood. He has already searched the area where the treasure will be born, and he has not noticed any abnormalities before... This kind of thing can be big or small, maybe the Buddha is tolerant, Knowing that the treasure has its own way of protecting itself before it is born, it will not be easily found by others, so there is nothing to worry about with his subordinates; but if the Buddha is unwilling to be lenient this time, he will be punished for the crime of "dereliction of duty, neglect of orders, and unfavorable search", and the nine phases will be great. The Bodhisattva thought to himself that even if he had an extraordinary status in the Western Heaven, he would still be guilty.
There is only one way to make up for it, take the treasure and offer it to the West! If you can't find it before it is born, then you will have to fight for it with everything you have after it is born, even if you are destroyed.
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Seven days passed in a blink of an eye. Jia Tian, who had just formed the formation and had already activated the formation to perform the heavy ritual, was a little weak. He sat in the evil temple and looked at the negotiation between 'Dana and the leaders of the immortals and demons' not far in front of him. , said to Su Jing: "The hair on the top of the head, the blood on the heels, and one rib on each side are for 'up, down, left and right'. I control the world for the emperor, and setting up such a formation can turn the world upside down and cause chaos of yin and yang... If I cast an array here, I would definitely It is possible to break this strange situation, but the external body... is not powerful enough."
The strange environment has a direction, but the direction here is always centered on "people" and changes with changes. This is not a normal order. Jia Tian is using "Invert the World" to break through the situation. It is to fight fire with fire. It should be a good way, but it is not powerful enough. , we can’t take everyone out.
Su Jing breathed in slowly, exhaled slowly, and took a long breath: "I still have a way, maybe I can get out of here."
Jia Tian was shrewd and said with a smile: "Let's treat it as a last resort. Let's talk about the consequences first. What will happen if it fails?"
"I will die." Su Jing responded.
Jia Tian's eyes flickered: "All have to die?"
"You're fine, I'll die." If Su Jing dies, everyone involved in his life and death will also be unlucky. In the past few days, when Jia Tian was casting spells, Su Jing had already discussed the matter with Eo Hai and others, but now there is only one There's a solution.
Even though it was just a body, Jia Tian cherished it very much. After hearing this, he immediately relaxed and urged: "There is nothing to hesitate about. Try it quickly."
"I need your help. Let me talk to you first." Su Jing looked calm. In fact, he was really annoyed at this poor place.
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"The space is so empty, it's so empty." In the inexplicable void, Buhe was floating gently in the wind, saying to himself: "But the scenery here is very beautiful." The void is actually very beautiful, the sky here is colorful, and the strange light is beautiful. It keeps changing all the time, dyeing it endlessly bizarre.
"It's so boring to be floating alone." Bu Ting bit her lip, and then smiled slightly: "It's just time to read a book." There were many books in her bag, including "Tu Wan", "The Biography of Tu Wan" and "The Legend of Tu Wan".
"The Prequel to Tu Wan", "Tu Wan's Leaving the Mountain Sword Music", "Tu Wan's Swordsmanship"... a book in Middle-earth called "Tu Wan", a legend of gods and ghosts, has been a hit for more than a thousand years, with various derivatives
There are countless different ideas, and there are countless works that follow the trend, many of which are excellent. Since they all have the big name of "Tu Wan", the content is more or less related to the little master uncle Lishan. I didn't listen to the fact that I deliberately searched the world before ascending, and put it into the world.
All the "before and after Tu Wan, Tu Wan Zhi" that could be found were brought to the sky.
"I don't know how long it will take to get out." The words came out, and the eyes that did not listen dimmed for a moment, but the next moment it became clear: "He is looking for me."
She misses her very much, and it’s okay not to listen. She’s in good health, but doesn’t have much strength; she’s in good spirits, quite strong, and not crazy. She’s talking to herself, but it’s just a game her father taught her when she was still in Moye.
Find good things there.
It’s more fun when two people play it. It can also be played by one person.
The little demon girl is playing with herself. But this kind of game cannot be played for too long. If you can't find a 'good thing', it will be a disappointment. So if you don't listen, you will stop at 'He is looking for something'.
As for me, I happily reached out and patted the Qiankun pouch and took out a copy of "Three Thousands of Tu Wan".
There are too many books, and I haven’t read a few of them. Not long after she flipped through them, she suddenly let out an ouch and started laughing. Tu Wan Zhi San Qian, the name sounded quite Zen-like. Unexpectedly, it was a sexy story. Fox Girl
The lingering and charming ghosts are sentimental, and the term "Three Thousand" is taken from the two thousand and one hundred beautiful female ghosts and the nine hundred charming fox demons... In fact, it is just sexy, not too excessive, and it is quite good-looking.
In the wind, the little demon girl crossed her legs and lay reading. She read very slowly. She couldn't use the immortal eyes and wisdom to read, otherwise she would be able to read a thousand books without burning incense, so she had to put them away.
Mind' take your time and read.
Halfway through the reading, Lord Youshi and Fairy Laughing appeared together, enlightening the two thousand one hundred erotic ghosts who were trapped in love and the nine hundred female foxes who were obsessed with love. The little demon girl couldn't help but laugh again. She didn't hide her eyes but temporarily left the story.
Seeing Youshi and the smiling fairy couple appearing on the scene will always arouse some thoughts. Their bright eyes looked at the bright sky: "Little thief, I will tell you one last time, the only way you can atone for your sins is
Zai: Help me find Su Jing!"
If the little thief hadn't been greedy for treasures, he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation if he didn't listen. He might have reunited with Su Jing by now. It's a sin, a heinous crime. If you don't listen, you are not a person who protects your shortcomings. Since the little thief made a mistake, she must be punished.
, punish her to help find Su Jing in the future, otherwise the little thief cannot atone for his sins. If not, then so be it.
In the past twenty or thirty years, Bu Ting's "feeling" for the little thief has become more and more obvious. He has not yet been able to communicate with each other through his thoughts, but the two of them are connected by fate. Bu Ting can feel that the little guy's life is safe, and this void seems to
It is also closely related to the little thief.
Because of this, she would often shout to the sky, which made no sense. She just felt that the thief could hear her shouting to the sky.
After shouting, he didn't listen and started missing Su Jing again.
Thinking about it, she stretched out comfortably, and when she put her hand down, she suddenly touched something on her side.
This world was empty, empty, and there was nothing except her. I was so surprised that I immediately turned my head and looked to my side: there was someone else beside me.
A person wearing a blue raglan robe has no need to look for the hidden embroidery marks on the robe. He can recognize it as Lishan sword robe with just a quick glance. The young man has a tired look on his face, as if he is sleepy.
, but his eyes are exceptionally clear...who could it be if it wasn't Su Jing.
Bu Ting is lying on the right side, and Su Jing is lying on the left side. Their heads are facing each other, and their eyes are facing each other.
At the first moment, I was stunned.
The next moment, I blinked hard and felt my heart tremble, he was still there!
At the third moment, he didn't listen. Not only his heart was trembling, but his voice was also trembling: "Little thief... don't, don't make trouble."
"It's not a little thief." Su Jing spoke, and if you listened carefully, you could hear his voice trembling.
Before the little thief's accident, she was collecting a bell that she said was 'incredibly amazing'. If she really wanted to hang up the bell, she would have created an illusion to fool her into not listening. It would be too easy.
He didn't listen and looked at Su Jing carefully, first at his eyes and then at his eyebrows. There were 413 eyebrows on the left eyebrow and 420 on the right eyebrow. The numbers were correct.
Firstly, with Su Jing's cultivation in the mortal world and stable real body, it is impossible for him to lose his hair and eyebrows smoothly, not to mention that the Feixian Queen will get a golden body again; secondly, he doesn't know that other than himself,
No one would be so bored as to count how many eyebrows Su Jing has. The little thief must have never counted them. It is impossible for Su Jing to count all the eyebrows correctly.
How to be sure that he was the real Su Jing, she didn't have to rely on counting his eyebrows, but even if she confirmed it, she still didn't believe it... It wasn't that she didn't believe it, it was that she didn't believe it. He came to her no matter what, and he just lay beside her no matter what.
Already.
If she didn’t listen, she didn’t think that Su Jing would come back to save her. The scene in her imagination was incredible. Su Jing used thousands of golden wind god’s thunder to slash through the void. Su Jing’s boundless flames burned away the mysterious light of the sky. Su Jing held the sword to kill the evil spirits.
With the backlash coming out of the environment, Su Jing flew down from the ferocious crack in the sky he had split with his golden wings on his back...
Where's the thunder, where's the fire, where's the sword, where's the wings? Bu Ting said to Su Jing, "I don't believe it."
Pfft. Su Jing blew a breath at Bu Ting, probably with the strength to blow out the candle.
He blew a few strands of hair that were left on his forehead, and the tips of the hair brushed against his forehead, making it itch.
Her eyes were bright when she refused to listen, but she still shook her head: "I don't believe it."
"Did you bring some dates?" Su Jing asked, "Come and eat some."
Bu Ting loves snacks, and her bag always contains packages of candied candies. She likes the candied dates from Jiangnan and always carries them with her. Sure enough, there are dates in Bu Ting's bag.
He reached out and took out a candied date. He had almost finished eating it, but he had the last three left, so he gave one to him.
Su Jing took the date, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed it with his Adam's apple rolling: "I ate the date, I meant it."
There was a smile in Bu Ting's eyes, but he still shook his head: "Just to eat a date? I don't believe it..."
Pfft. Su Jing blew again, as if he was 'blowing out a candle' just now, but this time the breath brought out the fragrance of candied dates and the core of a candied date tree.
The date core lightly hit the unwilling forehead.
"Ah." He couldn't help laughing.
She laughed, this time she really laughed. She laughed because of a little prank played by her beloved, but she couldn't stop after it started. She laughed endlessly, and just smiling was not enough.
Yes, it's just that my strength is weak now, so I can't jump or do somersaults, but the wind beneath me is light and soft, so rolling around is easy.
Don't listen to the rolling laughter.
She rolled away, and "Three Thousand Tu Wan" stayed with Su Jing.
"You are reading a book. I have never read this one." Su Jing picked up the book and flipped through it, and all the contents of the book fell into his eyes: "You...read Huanxi Zuo?"
Indecent works, books on secrets of men and women are called "Happy Books" in the world of Middle-earth. Three Thousand Seafoods is not really a "Happy Book", but it is hard to escape the word "sexy".
"Yeah." He answered affirmatively, his tone was affirmative, and he smiled and came back.
We parted far away, searched hard, and when we met again there was no wind or rain, it was such a peaceful reunion. A candied jujube and a happy article, but Su Jing and the other did not listen.
The little demon girl smiled brightly, and the little mourning monk's vest was stained with blood.