Chapter 1330 Swearing

Gao Haixiong gave many instructions to eight people not have any distractions.

This is the most taboo thing about retreating and practicing.

"Uncle Gao, don't worry, in three months, our Tianlang Mercenary Group will definitely show eight divine realms practitioners, giving them a face."

"That's a must, uncle's vision will never be wrong."

Gao Haixiong was both happy and worried. After all, this was related to the matter of entering the divine realm. Even if he was not a practitioner of the divine realm, once the eight children entered the divine realm, they would have to overcome the tribulation.

"Yi Xin, Li Han."

Mu Sheng walked up to the eight people and handed the eight pieces of paper to each person.

In black and white words, the text on it is written is a passage of scripture.

"Mu Sheng's Second Uncle... We can't repay this great gift!"

"When you come out of seclusion, you will be able to pay back the money you earned to your second uncle. Remember, you will have the interest."

The paper reads a mantra of the clear heart. This mantra has long been lost in the world of Forest and the world. I don’t know where Mu Sheng came from.

If the eight people have any irritability in their practice, just recite a meditation mantra to remove distracting thoughts. It can be said that the clear mind mantra is beneficial to cultivation without any harm, and is the treasure that every practitioner wants to obtain.

Unfortunately, the Qingxin Mantra has disappeared for thousands of years, and Mu Sheng has obtained it accidentally, and the Thirteenth Master also confirmed that this is the long-lost Qingxin Mantra.

If it weren't for the safety of the lives of the eight people, Mu Sheng would definitely not have given them such treasures.

"Go, don't worry about the Tianlang Mercenary Group, with Uncle Gao and Mu Sheng's second uncle, and I will often go to the black market to compensate the old man Lu Hu for drinking. Don't worry about anything, just concentrate on practicing."

Standing in front of the Tianlang Mercenaries, eight people saluted to everyone in a neat manner.

Since they came to the Tianlang Mercenary Group, everyone has taken good care of them. Although Uncle Gao is stingy, Uncle Xiong is lazy, and Uncle Mu Sheng is still extorting them, they remember this love in their hearts.

Seeing the backs of the eight people gradually disappearing from sight, Gao Haixiong couldn't help but cry out in tears, and grabbed Mu Sheng's sleeve and wiped the tears.

"My heart is thrust and thrust, and I haven't seen each other for three months, three months!"

Mu Sheng pulled back his sleeves in disgust, waved the fan in his hand to block the distance between him and Gao Haixiong.

"In three months, I believe that when I see a few children, it will be a unique picture."

"That's natural, these eight children are brought by me."

Looking back at the scene when I saw eight children that day, my arrogant look made people like it.

Gao Haixiong believes that Jiang Yixin, Li Han, Zhang Chong, Huo Lan, Wei Yumeng, Wu Yan, Qin Yuyang will have a great achievement, he will wait and see.

Black market, dungeon.

The dungeons of the black market are tightly closed, with only one exit to enter, and the surroundings are confined with spells. It is not possible for strangers to break in.

Lu Hu brought eight people to the dungeons in the black market, each with a house, concentrating on practicing without asking about miscellaneous things.

"In the next three months, we must break through ourselves and remember that we are breaking through ourselves, not entering the divine realm."

The divine realm is just a threshold. If you force yourself to this, not only will it not succeed but it will backfire, and the result will be unimaginable.

Understand everything in the book, follow your heart and follow the circumstances, and the wonderful Dharma is natural.

The eight people knew the intention of Lu Hu's words, looked at each other and stepped into the cell one after another.

Three months are not long or short. For some people, time flies, and for some people, it is like a thousand years.

But for the eight people, it was the difference between heaven and earth.

Sitting in the cell, Jiang Yixin opened the book. The words in the book seemed to have a fatal attraction, pulling people into the world in the book, and everything around him became illusory.

Not only Jiang Yixin, but the eight people felt like they were in a world of nothingness and paleness. It seemed like something was calling them around them. The feeling was a little oppressed but more was expectation.

In the vast white world, Jiang Yixin stood there and looked around. A breeze blew across her cheeks, as if her mother's hand was stroking her.

At this time, the white world clouds gradually disappeared, and instead it was Qingshui Town, Jiangguo, but it seemed that it was not Qingshui Town...

Jiang Yi walked on the road in confusion, looking at everyone passing by, and those familiar faces came into view.

"Godfather, uncle, grandpa...mother, dad!"

The person in front of him was nothing but Feng Wuxin and Jiang Moyi.

At this time, the scene changed in one turn, Qingshui Town dissipated like smoke and clouds, and the mansion that appeared in front of Jiang Yixin was a large mansion with the plaque of Qiansui Mansion written on it.

"Where is this? Mother..."

Jiang Yixin, who was wondering where she was in front of her, saw her mother walking out of Qiansui Mansion, and her treacherous expression seemed to have done something bad.

"Dad..."

Shortly after Feng Wuxin walked out, Jiang Moyi also walked out of Qiansui Mansion behind him, looking at Feng Wuxin who was gradually disappearing from sight with a helpless smile.

What's going on? How did dad and mother appear? And godfather and uncle and grandpa!

Not only that, the entire street turned into Jiang Moyi and Feng Wuxin.

The old man who bought groceries, the waiter who solicited business, the passerby walking, and the guard with a knife, was the only one standing alone, and the sky was dizzy in front of him and couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion.

"Yi Xin, don't be afraid!"

A pair of big hands gently held Jiang Yixin's pair in the palm of his hand. Against the sunlight, Jiang Yixin raised her head to see clearly who the sound was and why it suddenly made people feel at ease.

",Who is it?"

Jiang Yixin, who looked up, couldn't see the man's face, but could only feel a familiar aura, very familiar.

"Keep forward and don't look back."

"Who is it..."

The temperature in the palm of the palm disappeared, Jiang Yixin really wanted to see the man clearly. When he was about to turn around, the sound rang out again.

"Don't look back, promise me and keep walking forward."

"good."

Holding the questions in his heart, Jiang Yixin walked to the end of the street with a step. In an instant, the shadow of the street turned into smoke and clouds, leaving a vast white piece of left once again.

But not long after, the white disappeared again and the whole world was dyed with blood red.

On a mountain filled with corpses, the bodies of the two people stinged Jiang Yixin's heart.

"Mom, Daddy!"

The two were Feng Wuxin and Jiang Moyi. Jiang Moyi protected Feng Wuxin into his arms, and a long sword pierced through the two of them. Even if they died, Jiang Moyi was using his last life to protect his beloved wife.

"Mom, Dad...I am Yixin, what's wrong with you, what's wrong, why..."

Tears in his eyes kept dripping, and Jiang Yixin pushed the two who had already died, and the roaring sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The blood-red sky, the blood-red earth, the blood-red river, the blood-red smell of blood that cannot be described in words permeated the world. The whole world was slaughtered, and only Jiang Yixin was guarding countless corpses.

Not far from Feng Wuxin and Jiang Moyi's corpses, Li Han, Zhang Cheng, Huo Lan, Qin Yuyang, Wei Yumeng, Zhang Chong, Wuyan's seven corpses were hung on the trunk of a tree. The bloody wind blew, and the seven corpses were swayed left and right.

At this time, the black in Jiang Yixin's eyes gradually faded away, turning into a hideous blood-red color, and the ink hair gradually transformed into white.

"Yi Xin."

Just as Jiang Yixin's hair was about to turn completely white, her big hands gently used her in her arms, and a warm voice whispered in Jiang Yixin's ears, warming the dead heart.

"Everything is an illusion, no one dies, this is an illusion."

As the sound echoed in his ears, Jiang Yixin felt a ray of light shining in his dark heart, gradually warming the cold and stagnant heart.

"Illusion?"

With the word "illusion" murmuring in his mouth, Jiang Yixin raised his head and looked at the earth full of corpses in the fields with red eyes.

"Don't believe anything you see, and promise to be your husband."

"Be a husband?...who is it?"

The consciousness in his mind had become much clearer. The redness in Jiang Yixin's eyes faded away, and the white hair slowly turned into black hair, and a smile also appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Of course, it's Yixin's husband."

The voice seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, and it sensed that Jiang Yixin had noticed that the illusion had recovered his mind.

"How did Mingye come into my consciousness world?"

Jiang Yixin, who had already noticed that everything in front of her was hallucination, stood up, and everything that was red disappeared immediately, and it was a white world again.

Starting from Qingshui Town, everything is fantasy.

Although she didn't know why, the illusion was to let her see the person she cared about the most and let her feel the resentment of the person she cared about dying in front of her.

"It is naturally a worry about the wife for her husband, so I used some small means."

Mingye's voice is sometimes far and sometimes near, and his words are filled with some evil tastes and deep thoughts.

"Madam, I only learned about Hongtao for my husband."

"Who is the wife? And there is no need to interfere in the affairs between women. When I enter the divine realm, I will naturally settle the score with her."

Jiang Yixin looked at the vast white surroundings, holding her hands on her shoulders.

"By the way, how strong I can enter my consciousness world in the dungeon."

Jiang Yixin was very curious about how powerful Ming Ye’s cultivation was. She knew that this guy was an ancient demon god, but he wasn’t a bit too perverted. The feeling of gap in her heart was inevitably unacceptable.

"How strong a husband is, he will only know when he gets married."

"...Mingye, wait for me. If I don't bite to death, my surname will not be Jiang!"

Damn, this dog is so obscene.

"Okay, wait for my husband to bite me to death."

"Gogun, don't disturb my practice. I have already separated the illusion. It is reality. Tell... I am not allowed to spy on my consciousness world."
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