Chapter 610 Retrieve yourself?
The waste pill in the acupoints began to melt, but Gao Ming was completely immersed in those memory fragments. He kept looking through and feeling. When he saw the last piece of memory, a deep hidden emotion flowed out of the darkness.
It’s not sadness, nor letting go, it’s a very special loneliness.
Deaths come back again and again, and the people around them only saw Gaoming once, but Gaoming passed by them thousands of times. All efforts lead to the worst outcome. In this endless struggle, there seems to be only Gaoming left on this road.
Some memory fragments are stained with anger, some are soaked in despair, and some are left with a hint of love. Each memory fragment has different emphasis, but in the end they all carry deep loneliness.
His shoulder was pressed down, Gao Ming suddenly turned around, and the flesh and blood ghosts sent all the loneliness in his memory into the flesh and blood furnace.
Under the burning of the heart fire and the soul fire, a chisel appeared in the high-life consciousness, and there were three words left by flesh, blood, ghosts and gods - hollow people.
"Are you talking about me? Or is it something else?"
The chisel carved through the waste pill, the soul fire burned, Gao Ming used other carving knives to make it. He carved the memories in the waste pills into gods.
As he carved other people's statues little by little, his consciousness began to merge with those memory fragments. The entire process of forging and carving knives and carving gods was the process of him regaining himself.
After the last statue was carved, the glow in Gaoming's body was limited to his abdomen. There were gods sitting upright in his body, and the room that could not be opened in his heart was also more like the Immortal Palace.
"The third step is to engrave the shape and hide the spirit!"
Gao Ming asked the seventh-level monk to carve the Blood City. This Blood City was already on his body, and there was no need to carve it. He just let many god statues in his body sit upright on the tattoo of the Blood City, and a change happened.
The blood city tattoo on his body is a dead city, full of shadows and death energy, but when many gods return and one statue of gods suppresses them, the city regains its vitality, and the boundless shadow spreads around with high life as the center. It is so huge that the entire deep nightmare cannot be installed, blurring the boundaries of the spiritual view.
"Boom!"
Another loud noise came from the immortal palace above his head, and the sweet rain fell, and the immortal dew poured on all living beings, and many monks raised their heads.
The smoke seemed to have dissipated a little again, and a trace of blood appeared in the immortal palace.
"The fourth step is the finishing touch of spiritual blood!"
The monk tapped his blood in his heart on the central statue. At this time, the central statue completely changed shape, and buildings occupied by evil ghosts appeared on it, and countless living people were wailing for help.
As the shadow spreads, Gaoming's body and statue are attracting each other. The central statue is now carved into the "body" of the Blood City, and Gaoming is the core of the Blood City.
In this respect, he does represent all disasters.
"Come on!" Gao Ming did not open his eyes, and his hand was slowly lifted up, and the wounds collapsed one after another, but his fingertips pointed tightly at the central statue.
The wooden sedan chair was carried directly in front of the central statue. Gao Ming and the statue were of great size, but what was strange was that the aura emitted by the two was comparable, as if the two giant beasts sleeping in the deep sea were slowly sensing each other.
The carved swords constantly change the statue of the gods. The statue of the seventh floor center and the tattoo of Gaoming's Blood City are becoming more and more similar. With the help of almost all monks, Gaoming restored the blood city. "Is this the Immortal Palace?"
The monks looked at the huge complex. They had never seen such an architectural style, which was completely different from what they imagined.
"The finishing touch of spiritual blood." Gao Ming had no time to care about the thoughts of those monks, so he pressed his hand covered in his blood on the central statue.
When the blood and the stone touched, something surprised all the monks. The buildings on the central statue surged like waves, and the buildings began to change positions, as if they felt the call of high life.
"The building is alive?"
"This city is moving by itself! It's a fairy art! It must be a fairy art!"
The blood-colored tattoo flowed, Gao Ming's palm fell completely, and the place where his five fingers were gathered was the exit of the tunnel!
Everything seemed to be destined, the Blood City tattoo and the Blood City sculpture began to overlap, and the entrance of the tunnel began to grow in Gao Ming's eyes.
There seemed to be a hole in the stomach of the central statue, and Gao Ming saw the desire that had turned into substance.
If a false thing is believed by countless people, it will bring power. All the desires of the seventh level of the Spiritual View to become immortals are here, and it will continuously help the operation of the Spiritual View.
"The immortals in everyone's heart are different, so the face of this spiritual statue is blurred."
The smell of meat was scattered everywhere, and the smell of incense could no longer be smelled. Threads of golden light fell from the Immortal Palace above my head. The monks thought it was the fate of immortality, and only Gao Ming became even more nervous.
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The Spirit View noticed the changes on the seventh level, and it was about to target itself again!
"Step 5: Pretend to be dirty!"
Only by pretending to be dirty for the statue of the gods can it show all kinds of magic. There are very few items that can be used to contain dirty things on the seventh level, which are mainly concentrated in the hands of several powerful monks, and they are crazy believers of the Spirit View, so the seventh level monks can only dig out precious "things" from themselves and fill them into the statue. The process of their construction of the statue is also the process of the Spirit View eroding them step by step, which is exactly the opposite of high life.
"Brother Dao, what sacrifice are you going to use to fill the dirty?"
"This city is so big that a person's organs cannot be sealed at all. I suggest offering sacrifices to those fellow Taoists who have not come."
The cautious monks have begun to retreat. The monks who were still working together just now have become dangerous when they look at each other. In the face of the opportunity to become immortals, no one is willing to help others and sacrifice themselves.
"You don't need to sacrifice, I'll help you become immortals!" Gao Ming's smile gradually became ferocious. He glared at the golden glow falling from the Illusion Immortal Palace, as if the light belt of the golden waterfall was surrounded from several directions. Gao Ming had nowhere to hide. He moved forward the center of gravity, and his broken body fell into the exit of the tunnel.
The dark hole connected the desires in the statue. Gao Ming did not hesitate for a moment and chose to become the internal organ of the statue of the Blood City!
The exit of the tunnel disappeared, and a roar came from the statue of the gods. A city that was originally just a building began to bleed, and endless desire for death and despair were entangled in each building.
The monks around were stunned and ran slowly and were directly sucked away by the statue of Blood City. They could not imagine why a city became so terrifying? And who has killed such a terrifying city?
The golden light drooped, the rays of light filled the sky, and the monks were crushed by the light belt. The Immortal Palace they had been looking up at was no longer disguised. This time they were not even blocked with fog, and pressed towards the statue of the Blood City Divine City in an extremely rough manner.
"Is it urgent? Is the immortal also urgent?"
(This chapter ends)