Chapter 609: All the Niwans have gods
The monks were aggressive, but the monks who carved the flesh and blood fairy still wanted to monopolize the secret of their lives.
"Look behind him! That's... shiny light!" A sharp-eyed monk shouted in disbelief when he saw Gao Ming.
Seeing that he was discovered, Gao Ming's smile became even stronger: "I have told you how to become an immortal, but you didn't listen! You have to try it, how about it now? It seems that the fate of becoming an immortal does not belong to you, but to a certain monk present."
Gao Ming did not lower his voice, he just deliberately wanted everyone around him to hear it.
"What does it mean? It was him who triggered the reaction of the Immortal Palace? His body wrapped around the rays of light. Where did this person come from?"
There was a lot of discussion around. The monk knew that he could not keep the secret, and his murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but as soon as he was about to take action, he was held down by other monks.
"Hahaha! Becoming an immortal? Isn't it just becoming an immortal?" Gao Ming looked at the huge fuzzy statue in the center of the seventh floor: "I'll tell you how to become an immortal!"
At first, no one believed what Gao Ming said. Now Gao Ming is like a madman with only a head and still has a solid foundation. But as they asked more and more information from the monks, those monks with all their minds gradually began to believe Gao Ming.
The fairy haze is hidden in the body, which can induce the "recruitment" of the Immortal Palace. A few words of guidance almost make a monk "ascend". This is not considered a fairy fate, so what is considered a fairy fate?
The turbid water dripped from the clothes, Gao Ming was moved to a simple wooden sedan chair, and several monks carried it to the center of the seventh floor.
"Dare you ask the Immortal Master, what is the Ninth Level of Lingguan like? Can you touch the stars and the sky with your hands?"
"The more you ask, the more cause and effect you will be. Don't disturb the immortal master!"
The wooden sedan chair was placed in front of the old man's stone statue, Gao Ming leaned against the back of the chair, and raised his head very hard.
The central statue looks down at all the monks on the seventh floor equally. It is so transcendent and sacred.
"It is beautiful to use the gods in the hearts of sentient beings to nourish themselves." Gao Ming looked silently for a while and said to all the monks: "I have seen the appearance of a true immortal. There are two ways in front of you now. One is that you go to the spiritual orifice of the tower wall to find the stone for carving. Carving as I said will definitely cause the reaction of the Immortal Palace, but the probability of ascension is less than one."
"Brother Dao, just talk about the second type." Some monks urged Gao Ming impatiently.
"The second is very simple. The vague statue in front of you is the seven best stone. If you use it to carve and shape it, you will gain immeasurable merits and will be led by the Immortal Palace!" Gao Ming said very affirmatively: "The road is right in front of you, how to choose yourself."
After hearing this, some monks immediately ran back to their stone yard and took out the most precious stone, but more monks stood there without moving.
They had no time to find stones, and they did not dare to approach the central statue of the gods that exuded divine power. They held the carved knives in their hands tightly, and were undecided.
"What are you still standing there? Time doesn't wait for anyone." Gao Ming's eyes brighter and brighter. This time he was not going to let the monks carve the flesh and blood ghosts and gods, because he felt that the nine-level spiritual view of cause and effect and karma carried by the flesh and blood ghosts and gods could be fully bearable. He had a crazier idea in his heart - let the monks carve the blood city!
The big tomb in his heart was carved on the central statue, the dead city, and the boundless blood debt became an immortal palace!
Someone in the crowd moved. The first one to show his own carving sword to the statue under the pressure of the statue was the first monk who kidnapped the high-lived monk.
He experienced everything personally and witnessed the miracles brought by Gao Ming. Among all people, he believed in Gao Ming the most and regretted it the most. Now he no longer has the right stone, so he can only fight.
There was the first one, and there was the second one. More and more monks walked towards the vague statue of the god with carved swords. Gao Ming finally smiled with satisfaction. "I think you are Zhang Mingli, and you become more and more like Zhang Mingli. Then I think you are the Blood City. Can you turn the Immortal Palace into the Blood City in my dream!"
Gao Ming did not give the monks more time to think. He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his heart. Through the iron chain and seal, he held his memory fragments and looked inside along the gap torn open by the dream interpretation method. For the first time, he told so many people about his nightmare scenes.
"That day was Zhongyuan Festival. You can see it after you pass through a tunnel..."
Every time you say a word, the Blood City tattoo on Gao Ming’s body will become bright red. This power ignores reality and illusion and is a more terrifying existence than a nightmare. It can even be said that Blood City is the source of most nightmares!
Monks carved in different positions of the central statue according to their own understanding.
"The first step is to touch the holes of the earth veins." Not only those monks, Gao Ming himself was also carving, but he was not carving on stone, but on his own body.
He imagined his body as a world, found acupuncture points and points, and put the pure memories and the most extreme emotions obtained from the waste pills into it. Each emotion is a "stone".
"The second step is to open the blade to sacrifice to the sky!"
The carved sword was held in the palm of the palm, and the monks on the seventh level used their blood to make the carved sword.
Drops of blood fell into the central statue, and the smoke of the Immortal Palace above the head dispersed, becoming clearer, as if it was closer to everyone.
When the monks on the seventh level saw this scene, they all felt like they were injected with chicken blood, and they were fully devoted. No one was willing to miss the opportunity to become an immortal.
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Gao Ming had no idea about these things, and his consciousness was still in his heart, looking for his own carving knife.
The body is the world, the abandoned memories in the key points are stone, and the destiny carved swords are destined to be unique.
"It must be sharp enough to reach the extreme to carve those memories."
The murderous intent scattered in Gaoming's body belongs to the butcher was mobilized, and the flesh and blood were used as the furnace. Gaoming forged the butcher's murderous intention into a heart-wrenching blade. But this was far from enough. Gao Ming burned his soul fire to the fullest, and he began to look through the memories flowing out of his heart.
The pain of death again and again made him unable to resist trembling if he just thought about it a little. The endless darkness and despair turned into the handle of the knife and wrapped around the blade of murderous intent.
"Look on, you can't back down. This is my experience, let's continue!"
Fragments of memory emerged, and various nightmares were affecting Gaoming's soul. He seemed to be standing in a city dominated by evil ghosts. He tried his best to survive. In order for the whole city to survive, he resolutely contributed his biggest secret, but what he got was betrayal!
After death, he opened his eyes again and returned to the origin. He still chose to openly secretly, just to save more people, but what was greeted was abandonment and plot.
Without knowing it, he made public it countless times. The deaths seemed to be trampled into the soil with kindness and ravage!
Fear, unwillingness and anger were thrown into the fire, and bloody flames that belonged only to the flesh and blood furnace emerged.
(This chapter ends)