Chu Heng, Xia Bo and Su Xiaomao were in the same place, but their minds were already far away.

The flames of nirvana were exerting their power, cleaning Chu Heng's limbs and bones as well as the impurities in his body's qi and blood, sealing off his five senses so that he could neither hear the movement outside nor see the scene outside.

His state of mind was developing, in full swing, and thriving.

The miserable Xia Bo couldn't stop going crazy. He could hardly control his mouth. It was as if it had been created by nature and turned into an innate spiritual treasure. It was continuously strengthened according to the rules, violently and steadily.

Su Maomao, who was plunged into darkness and coldness, had various emotions intertwined together and woven into a big web, which was both resistance and rescue, as well as restraint and self-imposed cocooning. Even she herself didn't understand whether it was really possible to continue like this.

function.

The three of them occupy three azimuth angles, and can be connected to form a triangle invisibly, impartially, and the power between them is uncontrollable. Chu Heng absorbs Su Mao Mao's, Xia Bo absorbs Chu Heng's, and Su Mao Mao absorbs

Xia Bo's maintains a certain balance and is constantly running.

The purple glow connects the bodies of the three people, and also continues the power between them, as if they are learning from each other's strengths again and again, full of mysterious atmosphere, and strange energy fluctuations, causing the fog in this area to gather from all directions.

, gathered together to form a mist.

Their bodies were surrounded by thick mist. With the three of them as the center, the mist also became restless and rotated in a counterclockwise direction, causing their bodies to be completely submerged. It was hazy, as if this area did not exist at all.

generally.

"The heart is like still water, and the highest good is like water!" Chu Heng gradually felt in his state of mind. He was very confused, but also very clear. The two feelings were full of contradictions. Every time he was about to catch this trace of something, he suddenly...

The passing away is like water, like fog, like frost, like clouds, like dreams, and like lightning.

"The heart follows the fascination, but the mind is not firm, like duckweed without roots. It is floating, confused, and content with the situation. How can it be gathered together?" Unable to catch this strand of things, Chu Heng had an idea in his heart, that is

Let nature take its course, things can and cannot be done, there is a time in life that must be there, and there is no time in life, don't force it. Therefore, he simply stopped thinking about it, put back his scattered thoughts, and kept one thing.

Stay still and stick to your heart.

Sure enough, in less than ten seconds, the cloud-like mist floated towards Chu Heng automatically, coming from all directions, front, back, left, right, up and down, gathering together little by little, and burrowed into Chu Heng's body.

As soon as I entered, it seemed like I had found a home, and they were very cooperative.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, more and more things gathered, and they merged into a seed. The color of this seed was also purple, but it was just a light purple. Compared with the Flame of Nirvana, it was just a little witch.

It’s just the tip of the iceberg to see the great witch.

This seed only occupies a small area, constantly approaching the Flame of Nirvana, and constantly absorbing the purple radiance emitted by the Flame of Nirvana. It grows bit by bit, from an insignificant grain of dust.

It is a point visible to the naked eye, and it also emits light.

However, its light was too weak and was completely covered by the radiance of the Flame of Nirvana, as if it were a drop of water falling into the ocean without causing any ripples.

"I have the truth in my heart, just at the click of a finger!" Chu Heng realized again in his heart. The profound understanding made his whole person transform. The aura exuding from his body became more and more powerful, majestic and majestic, with layers of invisible and intangible waves.

Colorless ripples ripple in all directions.

The impurities in the body were expelled at the same time, and it was pitch black. The whole body was shrouded in impurities, just like a layer of his skin. The smell it exuded was like the smell of rotten and broken animals. It was disgusting, making the surroundings as holy as the white mist of snow.

It completely turned into circles of black smoke, rising into the sky.

The black smoke swirled with the vortex, and neither Xia Bo nor Su Xiaomao was spared. It also formed a layer of black and translucent leather-like metallic color, and their whole bodies exuded a stench.

The black smoke is like a maggot clinging to the bones, and it is more like a layer of armor that is as black as ink and exudes a metallic color. It is directly armed to the teeth. It looks like a messenger of darkness, standing there majestic and motionless.

Xia Bo's throat was so dry that it smoked while he was talking. It was like the scorching sun, baking the earth mercilessly, causing cracks and wounds. With every idiom uttered, his throat became even hotter and closer.

The flames burned ragingly, causing his throat to crack, and a line of lines appeared between his neck, which seemed to be irregular landscape lines. There was no mottled pattern on it.

It’s suffering!

It's torture!

It's burning!

"Pfft" The super-intense talk overwhelmed him, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth, splashing into the sky, like an indestructible sharp blade, trying to break through the shackles and see the light of day again!

The moment he fell, his eyes flashed with dazzling light, he was ecstatic, his expression changed drastically, and he realized: "Everything in the world is unspeakable!"

This thought was like an enlightenment, which made him energetic, but it was difficult to reverse the fact that his body was overwhelmed. His eyes closed unwillingly, and his body also fell unwillingly.

"Darkness! Coldness! Boundlessness! Isolation from the world! Sinking! Depravity!" Su Xiaomao fell into the boundless darkness and coldness. Her struggle and unwillingness were so powerless, and there was nothing she could do to make her despair.

The longer she stayed here, the angrier she became. Burning with rage, her whole person was like a demon. She was on the verge of madness and almost reaching the extreme of sinking. She smelled the smell of depravity and the breath of death.

Her sudden encounters and unforgettable feelings were constantly repeated in her vague consciousness. She gradually understood that disobedience could not break through the constraints, and only obedience and integration could gain a chance of survival.

At this point, all her anger disappeared, her struggle and unwillingness were swept away, and her messy mind gradually calmed down.

It's calm!

It’s cooperation!

It's feelings!

It’s understanding!

It's obedience!

"Darkness and coldness, sinking and depravity, despair and abyss... Since you can't disobey, let's fuse and devour!" Su Xiaomao just for a moment, her delicate body suddenly exuded a powerful aura, second only to the second.

Yu Chuheng.

At this moment, in the boundless darkness and coldness, a crack opened with a click, and a ray of light entered, illuminating Su Xiaomao's forehead.

The crack grew larger and larger, extending to an invisible place. A breath of breaking the seal came, warm and genial, and a voice came over, crisp and loud.

Su Mao Mao and Chu Heng opened their eyes at the same time. Xia Bo was overwhelmed by the weight. The moment they landed, the three of them muttered:

"The abyss of despair!"

"In a snap!"
Chapter completed!