Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1066 The Final Karma
In the world of cultivating immortals, the higher the level of cultivation, the more secretive the real name of one's own real name, for fear that others will use the real name to cast powerful spells or supernatural powers to harm oneself, so high-level monks are basically commensurate with Taoist titles or titles.

In the past, Liu Qinghuan rarely had the opportunity to use the most powerful supernatural power of the Qianqiu Samsara Pen because of no way of knowing other people's real names, coupled with limitations in cultivation and mana.

But now, this deficiency seems to be made up for by the karma tablet. Looking at the word "Wei Wei" on the paper, Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and the Qianqiu reincarnation pen that rolled down somewhere before returned to his hand. Layers of runes turned into shimmering light and dissipated, the first seal, the second seal, the third...

At this moment, the movement of his subordinates to lift the seal did not stop at all, and even there was no thought in his mind. It was as if a matter of course, the third seal that had been unable to be untied was finally loosened, and there was a gap.

A mysterious feeling came from the pitch-black body of the pen, and Liu Qinghuan's body trembled slightly. Seizing this momentary feeling, she picked up the Qianqiu Samsara pen, and slowly landed on the paper emitting a strong golden light.

The current Karma Stele no longer conforms to the appearance of the stele, or should it be called the Karma Book?

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan's body suddenly burst into a brilliant Yangshen virtual fire, the flames fluttered, condensed into a line of fire and landed on the pen——

He paused the pen, his face turned pale: the Qianqiu reincarnation pen at this moment is not only absorbing his mana, but also soul power!
This was a phenomenon that hadn't happened before, at least it didn't happen when the demon cultivator Zhuoyuan was obliterated. I don't know if it was because of the Karma Monument, or because he was a Mahayana monk, and his spirit was much stronger than him?

After all, even if the opponent has only a wisp of remnant soul left, he can still use the Extreme Sun Killing Realm, almost killing him here.

Different from the black ink in the past, the tip of the pen that was as sharp as a sword seemed to be dipped in gold-hardened cinnabar. Liu Qinghuan endured the emptiness and fatigue from a large amount of soul power being drawn away, and drew the next stroke steadily with the hand holding the pen...

Jijiu, who had dispersed most of the ghosts, suddenly felt something was wrong, looked down, and couldn't help but panic!

"No!"

A thin crack extended from the center of his eyebrows, all the way through his entire soul body, and golden-red flames spurted out, as if to tear it in half.

The Yin-Yang Dao Realm trembled violently, like shattered bubbles, the Yin Qi vented violently, the Yang Qi was annihilated, and began to collapse from the foundation...

The Extreme Sun Killing Realm also cracked open. As soon as Liu Qinghuan raised his head, he saw the Dove who was frantically trying to gather the Yin Qi around him. The look of fear that had never appeared even when he was burned by the Jinglian Tribulation Spirit Fire, hung up at this moment. On the face of this mighty Mahayana demon cultivator.

He is afraid!

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were indifferent, and even though that one stroke drained a lot of his soul power, it still couldn't stop him from adding another stroke.

"This karma has dragged on until now, so it should all be over!"

Raojiu raised his head blankly, his whole body was covered with cracks like broken porcelain, golden red flames burst out, and finally opened his mouth, but without making a sound, it scattered into ashes all over the sky.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

If the two of them hadn't planted the seeds of doubt when they first met in the Mingshan Battlefield...

If Yanjiu didn't have greed in his heart, but pursued Liu Qinghuan relentlessly...

in case……

However, there is no if.

Cause and effect in the world, if there is a cause, there must be an effect.Or your cause, my fruit.Or a cause that produces countless fruits.

In short, from the moment Liu Qinghuan got the Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle, starting from a little Nascent Soul monk, and the cause that has lasted for more than 1000 years, he finally got the final result today.

All the abnormalities of the Dao Realm disappeared, and the Nie Jingtai reappeared in front of his eyes. Liu Qinghuan fell to the ground with a loss of strength, and his face was so pale that he was almost as pale as Fan Gui, who was rushing over.

"Brother Liu, are you injured?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head feebly, stood up with force, and when he looked up, he saw the person standing under the mirror.

"Xing, Mr. Xing?"

It was only then that the ghost messengers noticed Judge Cui's arrival, and they saluted one after another.The few surviving yakshas looked at me and looked at you, and suddenly realized that today's errand had such a big mistake, they would be punished, they shrank their shoulders, and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

However, Judge Cui ignored them, walked slowly in front of Liu Qinghuan, glanced over the pen and paper in his hand, and said, "It seems that you have successfully survived this calamity."

Liu Qinghuan also looked at his two Yuanshen Dao artifacts, and replied, "Yes. Lord Xing, I think..."

But Judge Cui stopped him from saying: "I know what you want to ask. Since you have obtained these two treasures and they complement your cultivation way, you should make good use of them. It's just..."

His tone became a little more serious: "If you want to achieve anything, you need to pay a corresponding price. If you act recklessly for your own selfishness, I don't need to tell you. Heaven will punish you. Do you understand?"

Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath. He didn't know how powerful the book of life and death and the judge's pen, which were ranked among the most treasured in chaos, were, but the book of karma and the pen of reincarnation in his hands were already quite powerful. As long as he knew someone's real name, he would be Across tens of thousands of miles, three thousand worlds, it can be wiped out with one stroke.

If such a terrifying supernatural power is manipulated for selfish reasons, it is very likely to cause serious and irreparable consequences. Perhaps this is why Judge Cui dared to warn him.

Liu Qinghuan bowed slightly, and said, "I would like to respect Xingjun's instruction, Xiaoxiu understands."

"Very good." Judge Cui nodded: "If that's the case, you should leave, the underworld is not where you should come."

He raised his hand, intending to send Liu Qinghuan out of the underworld.

"Wait!" Liu Qinghuan hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Xing, there are still things left in my residence, can you allow me to clean them up? In addition, I also want to say goodbye to all the friends who have gotten along well these days. I don't know if there will be a day to see you again."

He pulled Fan Guicha down and winked at him.

Fan Guicha was stunned: "Yes, yes, Lord Xing will give him a few more days."

Judge Cui took a deep look at him: "So, after three days, there can be no further delay."

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly agreed, and sent the other party away with all the ghost messengers, with excitement and joy flashing across his face.

Fan Guichai poked him with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Why are you staying? Could it be that you don't want to leave us?"

"What are you talking about!" Liu Qinghuan said: "I need to recover my mana. My dao robbery is not over yet, and I will be struck by lightning when I go out. If I don't recover well, something may happen."

Fan Guichai snorted: "I don't believe it, you must have ghosts!"

"Okay, okay, I have something to do." Liu Qinghuan said with bright eyes, "Brother Fan, do you want to make a deal with me?"

(End of this chapter)