Chapter 665: Different Paths
Rong Qing heard the intense resentment and resentment in Hengyang's heart, and couldn't help but wonder who that venerable person was. It was just her limited vision and limited strength that prevented her from finding the Venerable's whereabouts.
She simply closed her eyes and used hearing instead of vision to perceive everything that happened on the battlefield.
Emperor Shark's ears can hear all sounds in the world.
"Raining" began again over the Sea of Bitterness. The souls of countless dead monks were sucked into the Sea of Bitterness and turned into continuous black rain. The screams and struggles before death merged into a constant trembling noise that circled around.
The monks who had just fallen at this time were all of extremely high cultivation. They could call upon the wind and rain while they were alive, but after death they were nothing more than the capacity of a bowl of water. Whether it is beloved relatives and friends or enemies who have exterminated their clans, they fall into this sea of suffering and there is no distinction between them. As they died, the soul treasures that had been cultivated for a long time fell into the sea and disappeared like fish.
[Even if I sacrifice Hengdan Hengyang and others, I'm afraid it will only attract the treasure a little bit... It doesn't matter, I don't expect it to be successful at the first stop. 】
A very soft voice passed by suddenly.
Rong Qing wanted to hear it again, but the voice in her heart completely disappeared as the mysterious venerable calmed down. In comparison, the battle between Hengdan and Hengyang was obviously louder.
"Are you here to see my joke?" Hengdan snorted coldly and yelled "Go away" angrily.
"I'm here to save you, but I really don't know what's good and what's good." Hengyang said urgently, "The sea of suffering has stayed for too long, and it is almost beyond the limit of what we can bear. But the Venerable doesn't let go, do you think you can escape? "
Heng Yang threw the scroll in front of Heng Dan as if it was a hot potato.
The black mucus has covered most of Hengdan's body. Although her protective robe has melted, it has become another kind of armor to protect her, making others afraid to get close. The sea of suffering is greedy for the monk's soul, and it is also greedy for the treasures nourished by the soul.
The mucus piled up on Hengdan's waist suddenly stretched out his big hand to grab the scroll, but Hengdan grabbed it in his hand first.
"You and I have been working together for thousands of years. Although we usually have disagreements, the conflict between the two lines of interests is not up to me. Now that the matter has come to this, it is better to take the initiative to enter the sea of suffering to fight for that glimmer of life while the physical body has not completely melted!" Heng Yang can't hide it! Anxiously, dark gray scales crawled on the back of his bare hands. He also wanted to escape, but there were so many sages pressing down on him that he had no way to escape.
Hengdan looked at the scroll that was given to her, laughed several times, and said hello repeatedly. There was a mockery at the corner of his lips, "I can't escape this disaster. You are right. We have been working together for a long time. My little sister really can't bear to see you alone in this life, so why not go together."
"Madman!" Hengyang said bitterly, and nine long swords wreathed in thunder and lightning flew out from behind him. Each sword was the incarnation of the original source of thunder, carrying the complete avenue of the original source. Even across the sea of suffering inside and outside, even if Rong Qing closed her eyes tightly, the exquisite source of thunder was still conveyed to her heart.
She can "see" it!
Not only is the origin of thunder here, there are also many real origins and virtual origins. As the Taoist masters exploded in strength one by one, the origins lit up like stars. Either escaping or fighting, the avenues of origin run through the increasingly desolate world in chaos.
But Rong Qing was obsessed with the countless flowers blooming in this desolation, they were so beautiful.
"Sure enough, everything is possible." The gray-robed woman in the cabin sighed softly.
Hengdan is also the Taoist created by Lei Benyuan. In terms of Lei method, it is comparable to Hengyang. The treasure of the soul that has been warmed for hundreds of millions of years is in the shape of a slender chain, with a Taoist-level snake spirit sealed inside. The nine thunder and lightning swords are locked in the center of the thunder circle, linked head to tail.
Heng Yang didn't say any more, knowing that Heng Dan's counterattack before his death was particularly fierce. Different from Hengdan's thunder method, the thunder method he cultivated is more neutral and peaceful. Although the nine thunder and lightning swords are all locked, looking at it from another angle, isn't Hengdan's thunder and lightning chain trapped?
It was not easy for Hengdan to dismantle his lightning sword, and it had been swallowed up by the sea of suffering long before that.
The confrontation between the two powerful men of thunder origin, in Rong Qing's eyes, is like flowers of the same species but different shapes, each with its own strengths. But this beautiful scenery did not last long. The phantom of the giant scythe spanned thousands of miles, passing the bodies of countless Tao masters along the way.
The ominous black liquid that originally spread on the flesh seemed to be cheering, and instantly engulfed the flesh of the Tao Masters, shrinking continuously until it disappeared in mid-air. As the Dao Master's physical body disintegrated, a large amount of wealth originally stored in the body was exploded. It's a pity that these wealth are outside the sea of suffering.
Only the most precious treasure of the soul fell from the sky. Rong Qing couldn't help but use Daoyun to fish out the nearby soul treasures, including Hengdan's chain, Hengyang's nine-handled sword and the mysterious scroll.
The raindrops transformed by those souls had been tested from the beginning and had caused damage to her body made of paper. But these original magic weapons were no problem, and they formed a circle around Rong Qing's feet.
"Your Majesty, all 36,021 Dao Master-level people have been killed." The phantom of the giant scythe quickly condensed into a tall and shadowy human figure. It knelt down on one knee and bowed its head respectfully in front of the Purple-clothed Venerable.
"Well done." The purple-clothed Venerable had a handsome face and a slightly feminine look in his eyebrows. He praised in a good mood.
The originally bustling realm was filled with uncertainty. Being stranded in the sea of suffering for more than ten breaths, this realm will collapse on its own within a hundred years. However, the high-ranking sages don't care at all, this is just the first stop.
"Too many ants are also a headache." He said leisurely: "Father is too kind. Now that the sea of suffering is stranded and I am presiding over it, I would like to take this opportunity to clean it up."
"Young Master Tantai is now a guest in the Zun Realm. What the Lord means is..."
"Hmph, I know the right rules and don't need you to remind me." The purple-clothed venerable restrained his smile. His father was good at everything, but he was kind and soft-hearted. But if he kills some ants, he will be scolded for it at every turn.
This time he was reincarnated, and his father finally felt sorry for his young son and no longer said anything, and even entrusted him with the important task of controlling everything that happened when he was stranded in the sea of suffering. Thinking about Heiying's unfinished words, he knew that his father must have told him to restrain himself and not embarrass himself in front of the guests.
Huh, save face. He is just an outsider, is it possible that the Tianxu Zunjie is inferior to the Xuewei Zunjie? He is the son of the Tianxu Lord, and in Guixu Tian, he is the biggest one besides the Lord. The young master of Xuewei Zunjie can make him pay attention but cannot make him fear him, let alone give in.
"This world is worthless, let's go to the next stop." Black Shadow breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."
With a distance of three light years, the many sages surrounding this world have released their restraints on this realm. The realm rises, the sea of suffering sinks, and the two quickly separate.
Shrinking to the ground was as natural as walking for the Purple-clothed Venerable, but just before he took a step, he suddenly paused and stared straight at Rong Qing. Just one glance made her feel suffocated.
Even the next moment, the sea of suffering had already taken her far away.
"You shouldn't stay outside the cabin for too long. He has discovered you." The voice of the woman in gray robe came, her tone calm. Even if the purple-clothed venerable found out about Rong Qing, so what, he would not dare to enter the sea of suffering.
Rong Qing thinks so too. If he could escape from the sea of suffering, he would have come in long ago.
The character of the purple-robed Venerable may seem bad, but his power is actually real. Listening to his words, his background is even more amazing. It wasn't surprising that he could find Rong Qing. After all, Rong Qing has been looking beyond the sea of suffering.
"Senior, I think I understand what it means to be stranded in a sea of suffering."
"Oh? Then tell me." In the cabin, the woman in gray robe was leaning back and half leaning on the low cabinet behind her. Her face was reflected in the bright pearl hanging from the ceiling.
"I originally thought we were drifting on this sea of suffering, but it was because they called it stranded that I was reminded... It is a sea of suffering drifting in endless time and space, and we are just in the sea of suffering involuntarily."
The sea of misery is like a train that keeps moving without being able to see its head or tail. Ninety-nine percent of the time and space we pass through do not contain any living beings. After all, the universe is so vast. But the sea of suffering occasionally happens to encounter a platform with people. At this time, there will be powerful people who are ready to slow down this high-speed train, allowing it to briefly merge with the present world, which is called "stranded".
"It was just the first stop. Judging from the posture of those seniors, they must have known exactly where the sea of suffering will be stranded next, and they have made preparations in advance."
"Yes, the sea of suffering is currently traveling through Guixu Tian. After leaving Guixu Tian, it is Beitian." The woman in gray robe seemed to be hinting that Rong Qing did not have much time to choose.
Yes, a decision needs to be made as soon as possible.
She slowly unfolded the scroll in her hand. In the painting, there was a woman standing sideways by the window.
"The juniors still have a little doubt in their hearts: Do we really have an anchor in our hearts, and will the sea of suffering take us there? Or does the sea of suffering itself have its own path and direction, and there is no room for change at all, and we are just duckweeds in the current. ”
"Of course it's in my heart..."
"In that case, why do you have to go through Guixu Tian?" Rong Qing interrupted the woman in gray robe. She put the scroll in her sleeve and bowed to the woman in gray robe across the cabin. My longing for you may arrive in the north in a short while.”
"You already know who I am."
"...Yes, please forgive me, senior, for not being able to accompany me." Rong Qing originally wanted to kill the woman in gray robe, but when she was really the Demon Clan's eldest princess, Ruan Tao, how could she dare to take action. Even whether Princess Ruan Tao will appear in the re-selection of the sequence battle is an issue worth considering.
"It seems that you have a better companion." Ruan Tao's voice was calm, and he did not distinguish between joy and anger.
"It's just a temporary cooperation. We will eventually return to Beitian." Rong Qing's posture became more respectful.
"Since you said it is the same destination through different paths, I will believe you this time."
The boat rocked slightly, and it turned out that it had lightly bumped into a boat of similar size.
A slightly hoarse female voice sounded from behind Rong Qing: "Sir, please be at ease. I will send you back in full and intact."
"I believe in you." Ruan Tao sighed, "Go ahead."
"Thank you, senior." Rong Qing used Dao Yun to levitate the trophies at her feet to her side, and followed her onto the ship behind her.
The two ships that briefly met separated again.
…
The tall woman in battle armor reported to Lord Buddha what had happened in the sea of suffering: "Now that Yu Rong has been picked up by Tantai Yuxiu, I can no longer detect their movements."
"I know what happened to Yu Rong." Lord Futu was more concerned about, "What's going on with Cheng'er."
A rare smile appeared on the usually serious face of the woman in armor: "I see that Your Highness's actions are in line with our expectations. I'm afraid it won't be long before you can all remember them."
I'm afraid even Rong Qing didn't expect that this re-election was for the sake of Yuan Cheng.
(End of chapter)