Whether a person's heart is firm or not is related to will and obsession.

Even if your heart is as strong as a stone, there will still be weakness. Even if you are the king of beasts in the jungle, you will still feel the taste of fear.

As long as you are living creatures in the world, you cannot avoid joy, joy and anger, and you cannot avoid the awe that will be carried by birth.

Respect the strangeness of life and the creation of heaven and earth.

I am afraid that this feeling will definitely be possessed by anyone.

Naughty boys are afraid of the unknown in the dark, travelers are afraid of the long and changes in the journey, people are afraid of natural disasters, and elders are afraid of **, and even wild animals are afraid of being unable to find food for the next meal and starve to death.

Everyone will feel afraid, and some real strong people will remove this feeling from their hearts and will not easily remember it, but if they really think about it, it must be a fear that has been suppressed for too long.

Bai Yi's fear was just a tomb in front of him.

As long as he opens the tomb, everything he infers before will be answered. If it were the human body that the demon cultivator exchanged for his life span, he would never leave any bones after his death ten thousand years.

After all, demons are different from human races. Even if they cultivate to a true human body, they will become strange after they die.

The wife buried with her own hands slept under the tombstone in front of her. Looking at the cold stone tablet with the "Tomb of the Dead Wife and Butterfly" at that moment, Bai Yi's whole mind was immersed in an indescribable tremor.

Hope is right in front of you, and despair is right in front of you...

In the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, Zhulong's low roar resounded throughout the world, and outsiders could not hear it, but Bai Yi could definitely hear it. However, Zhulong's shouting still couldn't wake up his immortal master.

Something blinded the eyes, and the tombstone in front of Bai Yi became blurred. He saw the dancing figure, the figure curled in his arms like a cat, the pretty face with a delicate cunning look, and the past that has been around for thousands of years...

Until the end, there was a desolate back that sprinkled with blood in the sky.

That was a dream, the nightmare buried in the deepest part of my heart by Xiaoyao Immortal Lord.

Now, he is going to start this nightmare with his own hands. Will what he gets end or reincarnation?

Lost and gain, gain and loss, entanglement, thoughts are like silk, entangled, and finally entangled into a dead knot, unable to break free, and unable to untie...

Xiaoyao's Dao root, which was already shaky, began to wither slowly, Xiaoyao, and seemed to have no chance of Bai Yi.

"Husband, will we live on the stars in the future?"

The figure in front of the grave was once again deeply trapped in memories, because in that memory, there was the most important figure in his life, and the whispers of butterflies sounded in Bai Yi's ears.

"Bound hair means to tie the hair together, like this." The delicate woman wrapped her hair together with her husband's hair, and then said childishly: "In this way, I will stay by your side forever!"

"Be careful, husband!"

There is beauty in memories, and of course there is sadness. At the end of this memory is the butterfly's screams and the powerful people in the human world who came to attack.

Why didn't you find it at that time?

No sneak attack from the corpse fairy was found.

Why did Die'er sense it in advance? She had only had the ability to integrate her cultivation at that time...

The fusion cannot transcend the perception of the scattered immortals. I am afraid that only the demon clan can perceive danger in the fusion state, because the demon clan is much stronger than the human clan.

The deeper doubts prompted Bai Yi to stand in front of the grave, because he could see that behind the growing hope, there was deeper and deeper despair.

"If one day I'm not by your side, husband, will you miss me?"

"If I die, it will turn into stars. If you miss me, look at the stars. The brightest one must be me. I will help you illuminate the long road. No matter where you go, I will follow you..."

Are the stars...

Bai Yi raised his head and looked at the night sky. Butterfly's whispers were still echoing in his ears. However, his eyes were no longer confused, but so deep that no one could see clearly. He was trapped in an obscure epiphany.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhulong's roar gradually calmed down, and the master's soul had calmed down. However, what Zhulong was a little puzzled was that something seemed to have appeared in Bai Yi's soul, which he could not really notice.

Is it a state of mind, or relief, nostalgia, or a Taoist root?

With a confused Zhulong appeared silently behind Bai Yi. His human body was like a stone, protecting the immortal master who depended on him and his brothers in his life.

Unlike the lonely grave, the other side of Star Island is already crowded with people.

By the sea, three 100-meter-sized clouds are built on the sea. The rules are the same as the previous Qingkong Tour. The golden elixir monks in the three continents must decide the head of the golden elixir on the first day, and the second day, the killing will determine the order of appearance.

The number and rules of the Golden Pill are consistent with previous years, but there is one more cloud platform in the Nascent Soul realm than the last time.

The two Nascent Soul Cloud Towers indicate two different fights. When they saw that there was one more Nascent Soul Cloud Tower, all the cultivators were a little surprised, but in the surprise, some people with great thoughts saw a clue.

The rules of the Qingkong held by Xingchen Island are naturally determined by the Lord of Xingchen Island. Over the years, they have been a Nascent Soul Cloud Tower, but suddenly they have become two, which should be related to those monks from outside the domain.

One cloud tower is used to determine the head of the Nascent Soul in the Qingtian area, and the other is most likely to be prepared for monks outside the domain. The purpose of the Star Island Lord is probably to kill people outside the domain first, and then decide a peak of the Nascent Soul, and then compete with the head of the Nascent Soul in the Qingtian area.

After all, there are too many foreign monks who have arrived in the Qingkong Realm, and there are countless hidden strong people. It is basically impossible for Ji Honglian to stop people from taking the stage. In order to avoid Qingkong becoming the fuse and to consume the power of the extraterritorial monks, Xingchen Island decided to have an additional Nascent Soul Gauntel.

Don’t you outside the domain want to fight for the Dao Fruit? Rejection will definitely cause disputes or even fierce battles. It’s better to give you this opportunity directly, but you have to choose the strongest Nascent Soul first.

The layout of the Star Island Lord is faintly resolute and cruel. It can stabilize the overall situation under such circumstances and fight back, indicating that Ji Honglian is not an ordinary person, and her mind is not comparable to that girlish-like appearance.

This time, there were many stands in Qingkong. Not only did the islands beside it, but the sea surface was condensed into ice by Taoism. The ice covered the stands. Just as dawn, almost all the seats were filled.

What is strange is that on the stands on the shore of Star Island, most of them are monks from the Qing sky, while on the sea, all of them are from the outside world.

The huge scene shocked all the monks who participated in this Qingkong. Not only were there people around Yuntai, but some monks who couldn't find a place directly sacrificed magic weapons and hanged in the air to watch. The dense crowd looked like an ant nest from a distance. The number of cultivators around him was afraid that they would be able to reach millions.
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