"Once you enter this door, there is no looking back."
The Lord of Karma said so.
Jianchou stopped in front of the door for a moment, nodded, and went in alone.
***
In front of the Hall of All Heavens, above the Sea of Clouds Square.
The huge watermelon was still chasing Xiao Jin and spitting out watermelon seeds. Each watermelon seed was as big as a baby's fist. When they fell on someone's body, they would cause a big bump.
Xiao Jin was beaten so hard that he ran around screaming.
Seeing that his head was covered with lumps in a short while, he forced himself to hold back, refusing to yield: "Even if you beat me to death, I still want to eat melons! Eat! Melons!"
The big watermelon became even angrier, and as it opened its mouth wide, more dense watermelon seeds fell like a waterfall!
"Ahhhhhhhh..."
Xiao Jin screamed again and ran away desperately.
He didn't pay attention to the direction and rushed into the crowd.
Then everyone started cursing: "How did you get in? Run, run! Damn this monster!"
“Crackle, crackle!”
Watermelon seeds fell madly, and countless people were affected.
The whole square was in chaos.
The rest of the people were afraid of being accidentally injured by the monster above their heads, so they retreated one after another and dared not approach again.
The circle of spectators seemed to be dispersed by the tide, and in just a moment it had expanded a hundred feet away!
Xiao Jin felt like crying but had no tears.
What a crap cause and effect thing, it's totally deceptive!
He ran forward desperately and passed the six doors at a very fast speed, but as he ran, he felt something was wrong.
"Why didn't you continue to hit me?"
The watermelon seeds that were falling from the sky disappeared, and even the huge shadow on the ground disappeared.
Big Watermelon didn’t chase him anymore
Xiao Jin stopped, looked behind him, and suddenly his eyes widened.
The big watermelon that was chasing Xiao Jin all over the sky just now turned its huge body in mid-air and looked at a huge door below.
That is the door to the southwest, Jiang Wenchao.
Taking a step forward, Jiang Wenchao appeared on this side of the giant gate.
Accompanying him was...
A stone wall.
It was covered with dark green moss and hundreds of ancient characters, each stroke of which was extremely neat. Even in the gaps between the strokes, there were tiny pieces of moss.
"Three Provinces Cliff".
The three words, written with powerful strokes and seeming to carry a sad confession, were written on the far right side of the stone wall.
The moment the stone wall appeared, everyone suddenly felt that strange aura.
Sad.
fear.
besides…
Confession, torture.
Everyone has a little bit of sin in their heart, so the incomprehensible words on the stone wall evoke a hidden emotion...
Big Watermelon naturally saw it as well, but it really didn't have any human emotions. It just opened its mouth and spat a few watermelon seeds toward the stone wall in front of everyone's astonishment.
"Crackle, crackle."
The watermelon seeds were blown by the wind and hit the stone wall.
"… "
No harm was done.
Jiang Wenchao stood in front of his huge door, looking at the big watermelon "floating" in the air with almost expressionless face.
Xiao Jin watched this scene from afar and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
It’s over, this stupid watermelon seems to have hit a wall.
but…
The last test is a battle between phantoms. Isn’t that a battle between a big watermelon and a stone wall
In other words, he has nothing to do
Thinking of this, Xiao Jin suddenly became happy. He was about to take out the watermelon again and start eating it, but just as the smile appeared on his face, the watermelon in the sky seemed to have eyes on the back of its head. It suddenly changed direction, rushed towards him, and continued to spit out watermelon seeds!
"Oh my god, why is it still me!"
Xiao Jin was so scared that he ran away, and couldn't help shouting loudly in grief and anger.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
This scene immediately made the crowd watching from afar laugh.
I told you not to run around just now. You brought this upon yourself!
Fudao Shanren didn't laugh, but looked at Jiang Wenchao's stone wall with interest. He couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with your Three Provinces Cliff?"
"I have felt resentment when thinking about the past. But the good and evil of others have nothing to do with the good and evil of me. If I feel resentment, it will only add to the troubles in my practice. When resentment arises, I will reflect on myself three times; when murderous thoughts arise, I will also reflect on myself three times."
Jiang Wenchao replied.
Maybe many people did wrong to him in the past, but their crimes did not deserve the death penalty.
In the door of right and wrong, he saw the deepest knot in his heart for the past thirty years -
Just because of a mistake in his cultivation, his talent was gone, and the teachers who had placed high hopes on him in the past began to blame him...
During those years, the decline in his cultivation did not cause him any pain, but the ups and downs he had experienced in the past thirty years made him feel cold.
hatred
blame
Do you want them to truly know themselves today
Both.
But the most important thing is that a slight difference in thought almost led to a big mistake.
People in the world can look down on him, hate him, and take advantage of him at any time, but he, Jiang Wenchao, should not be a person who looks down on others, hates others, and takes advantage of others at any time because of a momentary thought.
If I examine myself three times, although I am not a sage, I am not far from it.
Facing the inquiring gazes of Hermit Fudao and Zhenren Hengxu, Jiang Wenchao was neither humble nor arrogant, and just bowed.
"Your heart is pure and kind, and the pearl has been covered in dust for thirty years. It is time for it to shine..."
Zhenren Hengxu sighed, which was considered as praise.
Fudaoshanren also nodded.
There are already two people in the field who have had phantom bodies, a strange watermelon spirit, and a rigid three-province cliff...
It seems that if we want to fight, we have to wait for others to come out.
Southwest.
The figure of the handsome young man appeared behind the door almost immediately.
Everyone immediately looked over excitedly, and then they were all stunned—
Why do I feel that Mr. Ruhua looks a little unwell
It's not just bad, his face is ashen and even as black as the bottom of a pot!
The fragrant flowers on the lapels seemed to sense their owner's anger and huddled themselves into a ball of buds, not one of them daring to open a petal.
What on earth happened that made the usually smiling young man look like this
Such doubts arose in everyone's mind.
But soon, the answer appeared.
As Young Master Ruhua walked out step by step, a phantom gradually condensed from above the gate, following behind Young Master Jianchou and appearing in everyone's sight.
It turned out to be a giant three meters tall!
A ferocious expression, eyes as big as copper bells, dozens of iron rings on his lips, fangs sticking out; dark skin, bulging muscles, knotted into pieces, hard as iron lumps; shoulders spread out, broad as hills; arms below the knees, shaped like an ape; thick soles of feet, covered with black hair like weeds...
Everyone was stunned.
this…
What the hell!
On the land of the Nineteen Continents, there are such majestic "people"? !
From a distance, Qian Que held his abacus, his heartbeat quickening, and was almost frightened to death by this scene: "Why does it feel like a demon monkey..."
"It's the body."
A distinct voice.
Qian Que let out an "ah" with the last syllable rising, and looked back in surprise, only to see Meng Xizhou with a look of amazement on his face, staring at the giant in the field without moving his eyes once.
"What's the meaning?"
Meng Xizhou touched his chin and laughed strangely: "Isn't this simple? The phantom body is what the mind sees. If Mr. Ruhua has no desire for the flesh, how could this thing appear?"
"… "
There was nothing to say, but it was not good to not respond. After thinking for a long time, Qian Que finally rolled his eyes at Meng Xizhou.
The phantom body of Mr. Ruhua is a giant, which is obviously inconsistent with Mr. Ruhua's own aesthetic taste.
Everyone was trying not to laugh.
Only Fudaoshan's gaze shuttled back and forth among the three phantoms, and finally he revealed a cunning smile: Hehe, the good show is about to begin.
The phantom bodies all originate from the inner heart of the cultivator. They have positive and negative sides, and their forms reflect the inner thoughts of the cultivator to a certain extent.
Generally speaking, the stronger a cultivator's heart is and the more stable his mind is, the stronger his phantom body will be.
The last round is a pure "heart-to-heart" game.
As for who will win and who will lose, that will depend on actual fighting.
Originally, Big Watermelon and Sanshengya were unable to fight each other, but things changed when this savage giant appeared.
The first one to turn around and look was the big watermelon that had been chasing Xiao Jin and spraying him wildly.
Secondly, there is the rigid Three Provinces Cliff.
Sanxing Cliff, as the name suggests, provides three stars for people and for oneself.
After the big watermelon flew towards the giant, a purple and blue light intertwined with each other appeared on the cliff surface of the three provinces, and it also turned towards the direction of the giant.
“Bang!”
A ray of light was cast from every word on the wall, striking directly at the giant.
The giant roared and rushed towards the stone wall with his fist raised. He seemed to feel the threat from the stone wall and wanted to smash it first.
only…
When everyone was on edge, when the giant took a step forward, the big watermelon shook its body, and a piece of emerald green watermelon rind peeled off from it in an instant, as fast as lightning, and at the last moment, it was thrown under the giant's feet!
"Baji!"
The three-meter-tall giant actually stepped on the watermelon rind and fell down!
"Bang!"
The huge hill crashed down, causing the earth to shake.
The light from the Three Provinces Cliff that was heading towards the giant had not expected this scene at all, and it missed and fell directly to the ground, leaving a lot of bumps and holes.
"… "
The expression on Ruhua Gongzi's face was so ugly that it could not be described.
At this moment, Kunwu is quiet.
"… "
The mountain man holding the chicken leg stared blankly, and it took him a long time to react: "Watermelon rind, hahahaha, this mountain man is laughing to death, hahaha..."
Burst into laughter!
The attitude is rampant!
No face at all!
The others finally couldn't hold back any more and started laughing.
Watermelon rind!
This skill is truly amazing!
The entire sky above Kunwu suddenly became tilted.
The giant finally got up from the ground, his face full of anger. He immediately gave up Sanshengya who had attacked him first and turned to attack Big Watermelon.
The big watermelon was flying in the air with a flexible body. It opened its big mouth and sprayed out a steady stream of watermelon seeds, each of which was as hard as a stone.
When it hits a person, it sinks into the flesh and blood splatters.
The whole scene suddenly became bloody.
The giant seemed to be unaware of anything as he continued to walk forward, clenching his fist and causing all the muscles on his right arm to swell.
A heavy punch was thrown out!
Rumble.
The energy is like a sword, rushing forward!
Tap!
A stream of energy passed directly through the small piece of red flesh exposed on the watermelon, leaving a hole.
The big watermelon felt the pain, his brows furrowed, his sharp teeth bared, and his body glowed green.
The watermelon rind all over the body suddenly became as crystal clear as jade.
Bang bang bang!
The energy hit the watermelon rind, leaving only a faint white mark.
"Hahaha-"
The laughter stopped.
Everyone was stunned by the changes before their eyes: Although this watermelon looks a little funny, its fighting power is really good!
I originally thought it was just a farce, but who would have thought there was real substance hidden in the farce
Almost all the people who were laughing put away their contempt at the same time and focused their full attention on the melee again.
When Zuo Liu just came out of the cause and effect of right and wrong, he saw this...
It was a hilarious scene.
A big watermelon and a three-meter-tall giant were fighting to the death. One was flying in the sky, and the other was chasing on the ground. There was also a wall-like thing next to them, waiting for an opportunity to move, and from time to time, it would cast a few blue-purple rays of light into it to cause trouble...
What the hell is going on
Zuo Liu is in a dilemma.
He looked to the left and saw that Senior Sister Jianchou from Yashan and Xiahou She from the Demon Sealing Sword Sect had not come out yet. He looked to the right and saw Jiang Wenchao, Xiao Jin, and Mr. Ruhua already standing outside.
…
Could the three things fighting in the middle of the field be their phantom bodies
Such a terrifying thought emerged in his mind. Zuo Liu looked back and saw that there was nothing above Ju Men. After being beaten into a fool by a group of people he admired, he got nothing and just came out
"Where's your phantom?"
From a distance, Fudaoshanren saw him just coming out and asked loudly.
Zuo Liu almost burst into tears after hearing this: "Elder, I want to ask you the same thing, why do they all have it but I don't?"
"No?"
Fudaoshanren was stunned for a moment.
"How can you play, no, fight without me?"
"… "
Everyone who heard this question and answer had the urge to hold their foreheads.
Zuo Liu looked devastated.
"Ahem..."
Fudao Shanren finally realized that he had focused on the wrong point. He looked at Zuo Liu carefully, pondered for a moment, and said something extremely profound: "It is also an illusion if you don't have it. It seems that you have to rely on yourself."
"ha?!"
Rely on yourself
fart!
Zuo Liu looked towards the center of the field: the big watermelon that looked like a demon king, the muscular savage that looked like a giant ape... and the indescribable cliffs of the Three Provinces that were full of holes...
"This battle is impossible!!!"
He thought that his phantom body would be the powerful monks who had signed for him, but now he said that “no” was also an phantom body
It’s such a rip-off!
The battlefield in front of him was so terrifying that Zuo Liu turned around and wanted to escape.
Unexpectedly, just as the fear was rising, a cliff wall that was chasing the giant suddenly sensed it, changed direction, and rushed towards the left stream.
"Oh my god!"
The ghost on the left was so frightened that hair grew on his legs and he fled away in a flash.
only…
How could it be so easy to run away
"When you feel worried and fearful, you should reflect on it!"
The hoarse sound sounded like the friction of a stone wall, coming from the Sansheng Cliff.
There was a flash of blue-purple light, and Sanshengya's speed suddenly increased. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Zuoliu. Without hesitation, he slapped Zuoliu. The blue-purple light intertwined like a net, and immediately tied Zuoliu up like a big dumpling.
"What the hell are you doing! Let me go, let me go quickly!"
Zuo Liu struggled desperately, but his emotions began to fluctuate.
Did I do something wrong
Am I doing this wrong
How could I yell at someone
How could I back out at the last minute
…
Mistakes one after another appeared in an instant.
Zuo Liu, who was tangled into a big dumpling, was like a prisoner. He was entangled by the blue-purple light and dragged behind Sansheng Cliff, just like a prisoner.
Three provinces, three provinces, these are the three provinces.
How cruel!
Everyone was amazed when they witnessed the power of Jiang Wenchao's phantom body for the first time.
only…
Although the battle was fierce, I always felt that something was missing.
Finally someone couldn't help but ask: "What about the other two?"
"yes… "
There are only four now, what about the other two
Everyone's eyes were immediately cast towards the remaining two doors: Jianchou in the east and Xiahou She in the northeast.
The complicated scenes have disappeared from these two doors.
There has been no movement at the ten-meter-high gate so far, which makes people suspicious.
"It's been so long, why haven't you come out yet?"
"Maybe he came out late on purpose to reap the benefits?"
"Who knows? There's no movement at all..."
"Is there something wrong in there?"
…
It would be fine if they didn't want to think about it, but once they started to think about it, they felt anxious and wanted to pry open the two doors to see what had happened to Jianchou and Xiahou She.
The disciples of Yashan also frowned, looking a little worried.
On the Jiutou River, the fisherman put his fishing rod aside and looked up...
***
Inside the giant gate.
Jianchou's figure had gone, and only the woman in green robe was left standing there, looking back and staring at the void.
As if sensing a call from something, the two-meter-long lawless, unpredictable dragon vein that she had thrown into the sky with one finger suddenly pulled out from the sky again and entered the huge door.
At this moment, the huge door on the green-robed woman's side completely closed, turning into a gradually fading shadow, leading into the darkness.
Then, she curled the corners of her lips, and her body dispersed, turning into a crystal green leaf.
A soft hand stretched out from the void, and with a light touch of its finger, it touched the green leaf.
Outside Ju Men, a strange phenomenon has occurred.
A thick black air surged out from the huge gate in the east, creating a gloomy and miserable scene.
But at the same time, there was also a vast energy that covered the heaven and earth.
A figure, from small to large, gradually approached.
Someone shouted, "It's out!"
Countless people looked sideways.
All eyes were focused on him.
Inside the gate, the figure finally became clearer.
step.
Jianchou stepped out of the door and finally stood in the vast sea of clouds square again.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but the moment Jianchou stopped, the sky behind her suddenly became gloomy.
Black cracks appeared along with strange visions.
Thousands of miles of gloomy yellow clouds covered the sky, and it was gloomy and about to rain. Blue lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the outline of the hall below.
The broken bones covered the ground.
At the front of the hall is a tall staircase, and at the end of it stands an eerie throne of bones.
On the throne, sat a woman.
In his right hand he held a hideous axe, covered with evil spirit patterns, the red patterns pulsating like human blood, with a black and white bead embedded on the back;
In his left hand, he held a rusty six-foot-long sword. Three simple and ancient characters were engraved on the sword. There were wavy patterns on the edge of the sharp blade, and a deep red mark stretched from the tip of the sword to the blade. The bloodstain was equally shocking.
She wore a crown with twelve tassels on her head and a robe with a dark black background embroidered with intricate blood patterns. She sat solemnly at the highest point in the hall with her back straight.
Beneath the deep eyes is a calmness that sees through the mundane world; between the delicate brows is a stern majesty that cannot be violated.
Blood flowed like a river and bones piled up like a mountain.
Tens of thousands of evil spirits crawled on the ground, looking at her—
Pay homage to me!