Meng Qingying's momentum continued to rise and condense. She knew that leaving the magic abyss did not mean escape from danger. At this time, she was in the Bodhi Temple, with no sign of sorrow in front of her, and there were countless monks around.
But at this moment, she did not intend to escape directly, instead, she had a vigorous fighting spirit.
In the battle between Sad Wish and Jade Master, the serious injury has not yet healed.
And she has reached the perfection.
Yu Wei, who is cooperating with a big conspiracy, can completely fight. Although he is in an extremely dangerous place, he will die here if he fails, but the path of the devil must always be experienced in this way.
There is no such thing as smooth sailing in the magic way, and it is often necessary to look for risks and murderous intentions, especially the revenge after being cheated, and the idea is well-informed.
Without this fierce and demonic nature, it would be better to go home and nurse the child.
But what Meng Qingying could not have imagined was that Sad Wish didn't want to fight her at all.
"Donor and slow down."
"What?" Meng Qingying sneered: "You have calculated on me, the facts are there, why do you have to deny it?"
Sad wishes shook his head: "Since the donor has seen the situation, you should know that I am not calculating."
Meng Qingying was slightly startled, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she felt that this was a little bit...
From anyone's point of view, this was all a plot, an assassination attempt, and they didn't run away.
But maybe in my opinion, it's really not.
He wasn't even self-righteous.
Because he is not a complete person, he has already cut off his evil thoughts, and he may be under this demonic abyss. The sad wish standing in front of her was pure kindness. He wasn't trying to figure anyone out, and he wasn't trying to do anything...
He really felt that in this way, it was good for everyone.
After transmuting Meng Qingying, she abandoned her demonic nature and became a Bodhisattva, which is a good thing. And she won't pursue Wangchuan anymore, or even stop it, good thing. We don't have to fight anymore, we can join hands to fight against the people of heaven, which is a good thing.
Meng Qingying didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she didn't know what to say about him for a while.
In fact, he said it before, he thinks this is the ultimate goodness, but Meng Qingying thinks this is the devil.
As long as it goes to the extreme, it is close to the devil.
Of course, Sad Wish would not think so, he would only think that the one he stripped out was the devil.
Sad wishes whispered: "Perhaps as the donor said, I didn't ask the donor whether he was willing or not, and the old man admitted his mistake. If the donor is willing, the old man can even peel off the law of reincarnation and return it to the donor to help the donor re-certify the Fenghuang Dao. compensation."
That said, Meng Qingying's murderous aura was really said to be dissipated by seven or eight points. After all, he really didn't need to be so low-pitched in this sad wish home game. Can't help but be surprised: "So good? If you strip away the law, your strength will degrade."
Combining grief and wishes: "Just to tell the donor that Lao Na is not at all selfish."
Meng Qingying stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "You are still private, otherwise why cover up the matter of Moyuan? It should have been announced to the world, and the devil who has been divided from you is the devil."
Sad wishes shook his head: "I did do this before, joining hands with He Mourning the real person to kill this demon."
"It didn't work?"
Sad wish did not answer, but said: "In short, the present Moyuan is the most dangerous place in the world, even the Tiangong may not be in danger of the Moyuan. Letting others go is harmful."
Meng Qingying's eyes widened.
The sad wish said slowly: "Forgotten River and Yanggu were superimposed by Lao Na with great supernatural powers and placed in the abyss of Beiming. The center of its distortion was the place where Kunpeng once evolved, and this time it was Moyuan. Overseas, it is an ordinary place of magic, but it can be experienced... and the entrance to the magic abyss has been sealed by He Miao, not only for the purpose of suppressing the devil, but also to prevent others from rushing in."
"How did you break in?"
"There is no doubt of death." Bei Yuan stared at Meng Qingying and said word by word, "You know, He Miao would not dare to break in."
He Miao didn't dare to break through...
He Miao is the top of Wuxiang, the first person under the Heavenly Palace, and the person who is most likely to prove Taiqing in the world.
He didn't dare to break in.
Meng Qingying felt a chill in her heart, what kind of virtue was this Bei Ming being tossed into
She pointed to the shadow of the bodhi tree: "Is this also the entrance to the Demon Abyss?"
"Yes, but in this direction, you can go in but not go out." Compassion vowed: "This is how our Bodhi Temple purifies itself and banishes the dark side..."
Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the tree trembled wildly, as if a monstrous demonic intent rose up into the sky, and the linden tree that was so alive and peaceful had black spots.
Sadness changed: "Who disturbed the devil?"
Meng Qingying turned her head to look, and muttered to herself, "This familiar breath... That smelly river has awakened?"
…
When Meng Qingying noticed that the shadow under him was different, Ming He felt a similar feeling almost at the same time.
But she felt the opposite.
Meng Qingying felt that some of her intentions were being stripped away, and Ming He naturally felt that a demonic nature was being instilled in her.
Originally, Ming He, like Meng Qingying, felt that this practice was very cool.
Because she really needs to feel the practice of the ghost, but the rest of the ghost is of little value to her, but she does not dare to go to the core place of the sea of blood, so she has been rubbing the edge, it is stable, but slow.
Everyone's Qingying went straight to Qianyuan and was consummated. She was still a little Taoist nun in the early days, and that's why.
But this time, Minghe was completely satisfied.
The location is the intersection of Wangchuan, the fallen hibiscus in front of it, and the interior is…
Heart of Styx.
Very typical Styx meaning, she felt it right away. It's really closely related to me, it's like... It's like something I've lost, there is a sense of trembling and intimacy from my body, as well as a distant memory from my soul, an unparalleled resonance.
However, this is not the real Styx, and it is not so direct to touch the river, so as not to overreact, and it just meets her perception needs.
Straight as a godsend.
So eager... I really want to go in and take a look and touch the "heart of the Styx"...
She knows that as long as she touches it, she will immediately find the meaning of her past, and it is likely that she will not be washed away, because this thing is not the Styx itself, and it is not so intense.
This is the best upgrade shortcut, the Tao is right in front of you, isn't that what you are here for
Ming He's heart was pounding, and his consciousness was about to dig into the tree.
But at this moment, Ming He was restrained.
She was a little bit awake.
The soul has a thirst, which is understandable. After all, it is the call of the previous life.
But why does the body tremble and resonate? What's the point of this
To say that the biggest separation of past and present life is the difference in body. The soul is of course inherited as one, but the body is new. What is the relationship between the body and the previous life
Is there something that is tempting your body
What else is shaking his calm
Minghe's spiritual sense touches, and the surrounding environment is like the moon reflecting on the water.
Sisi surrounds him, not spiritual energy, not ghost energy... It turns out to be demonic nature.
Greed, hatred, anger, and resentment are coming one after another, and they are confusing their minds, so that they are no longer calm.
This is not the meaning of the River Styx, there is something wrong with this practice.
She knows better than anyone that Ming He is colder and quieter than herself, flowing through the ages, with no sorrow, no joy, no desire or desire, so there will be no such strong desire for something, and there will be no such impulse. Emotions.
This magnified desire, even if it may seem harmless for a while, is the self-will to practice lifelong.
Heart lost.
How to break through? After all, what you have to do is yourself.
Ming He suddenly opened his eyes, and his beautiful eyes burst into light: "Disperse!"
The cries of the ghosts started, and the group of evil spirits were exorcised.
All kinds of magic, all retreat to nothingness.
Meng Qingying was reluctant to separate what belonged to her, even if it was her own negative. So reject the light.
Ming He is reluctant to add things that do not belong to her, even if it is a shortcut to practice. So drive out the darkness.
The choices made by two people who have been entangled for many lifetimes seem to be opposite, but they are actually the same.
In the emptiness, there seemed to be a sound of surprise, which seemed inconceivable.
Ming He suddenly stood up and pointed his sword at the void: "Who is watching, come out!"
There is a night owl-like magic voice from out of nowhere: "It's useless... You have to face your heart after all."
The hibiscus tree cracked open, revealing a heart-shaped object inside.
Ming He was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened.
This, what is this
Is this my heart? Oh no, the heart of Styx
No, isn't this a peach