Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 904 Dao

As the middle-aged male cultivator inserted the dark golden joint into his chest, the aura around him began to rise sharply.

Above the head, a huge vortex is rapidly forming, and countless streamers of light are flying and circling, either shining golden, or blazing like fire, or green with green mountains, or clear like water, filling the entire sky.

"Ah~!"

The middle-aged male cultivator roared up to the sky, the surrounding fields roared, the heaven and the earth shook, and the mighty stream of light rushed down like a raging sea torrent, pouring madly into his heavenly spirit cover.

A vicissitudes and ferocious aura spread out, and the originally stable small world began to collapse. It was not broken by the outside world, but re-formed into the purest five-element aura, which surged back again.

The body of the middle-aged male cultivator swelled rapidly as if blowing air, and his skin was cracked, but instead of gushing out blood, all kinds of auras overflowed, as if his whole body had turned into a ball of scorching light.

"Five elements return to the original?"

Liu Qinghuan was secretly startled, it seems that the other party is not low in the cultivation of the Dao, and has actually touched the realm of the five elements returning to the original.

At the beginning of Hongmeng, the heaven and earth were as chaotic as a chicken, and Yin and Yang were not distinguished, and then the heaven and the earth were created, and the Yang and Qing became the sky, and the Yin and turbidity became the earth, and all things were born, and the five elements were separated.

Therefore, the Great Five Elements Art is also known as the supernatural power of the five emperors and the great demon. It is the ultimate supernatural power of the five elements of heaven and earth. After it is completed, it can reverse the elements of the five elements and possesses supreme power.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was dignified, and the worn-out wooden oar gently cut through the water surface, causing ripples to ripple away, and the waves became bigger and bigger, setting off water mist all over the sky.

A labyrinth gradually grows on the big river, and different phenomena emerge from time to time in the mist. For a while, there are mountains and clouds and thunder, and dragons, tigers, snakes and scorpions are arrogant and rampant;

There are faint and faint silk threads emerging, densely packed, connecting all kinds of things together, each of which is vivid and agile, evolving the cycle of life and death that does not know where it starts and ends.

The next moment, the sky broke, and a golden glow shot out from the chaos, tearing apart the blood-yellow wave forcefully with a chilling intent, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly came and bullied it!
Liu Qinghuan tapped the wooden oar, and there was a howling sound in the water mist, and countless blurred figures soared into the sky, surrounding each other.

Thousands of golden lights burst out suddenly, like arrow feathers flying across the sky, pulling out deep marks in the space.The ultimate sharpness roared and clamored, wanting to tear everything up, chop everything up!
Among the five elements, gold is the most domineering. It only takes a moment to clear the lingering water mist and stir up the blood-yellow river until it almost stops flowing.

The golden light froze, and the middle-aged male cultivator reappeared, and said with a sinister smile: "Stop resisting, in the face of absolute power, do you still think you can defeat me!"

As he said that, white flames shot up all over his body, and he slammed down with his palm!
"boom!"

The wind howled, the flames spread, and a flaming palm as heavy as a mountain fell from the head. A terrifying heat wave rolled out, and the whole world seemed to be put into a steamer in an instant.

The roaring sound was deafening, and the mighty power fell down.

Down below, Liu Qinghuan raised her head, but chuckled lightly: I'm not afraid of you coming out, but I'm afraid you'll keep shrinking back.

With a twist of his wrist, the Qianqiu reincarnation pen hooked back!
Then I saw the big river reversed, the torrent flew, and the black death spewed out. The blood-yellow river made a rumbling and roaring sound, flowing through the sea of ​​flames, leaving nothing but silence.

The turbulent billowing flames flashed like fireworks, brilliant for a moment, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the battle of the Dao, each holds his own way, and the fight is not just about strength, but the understanding of the Dao, and all the persistence since the day he embarked on the road of cultivation.

Liu Qinghuan tapped lightly under his feet, and the decayed wooden boat jumped onto the top of the wave. A yellow band of light stretched out from the bow, paving all the way to the feet of the middle-aged male cultivator like a leading road.

"what is this!"

The middle-aged male cultivator flew to dodge, but found that the road followed closely, no matter where he went, it was always spread under his feet, as if waiting for him to step on it.

In the dark, there seemed to be infinite emotions suddenly floating up, the eyes of the middle-aged male cultivator were in a trance for a moment, and he suddenly let out a sigh.

"Ugh……"

The lingering sound curls up and echoes long.

The middle-aged male cultivator suddenly covered his mouth, and then his expression was extremely gloomy!

This sigh was obviously not what he intended, his whole body suddenly surged with aura, the breath of thick soil formed a solid defense, and he looked around as if he was facing a big enemy.

However, there was no attack, and even Liu Qinghuan's figure could not disappear at this time, only seeing the vast river of darkness, the surging waves, and the long road that could not be escaped under the feet.

"Come out, get out of here!"

The middle-aged male cultivator shouted loudly, and the Five Elements God Wheels flew out at the same time, each one was as heavy as ten thousand junctures, causing the water waves to roll violently, and deep huge holes appeared one after another on the surface of the river.

At this moment, a faintly visible ray of light emerged from the void, fluttering, as if it would break if pulled, one end stretched into the raging sea and the other end was connected to the majestic center like an ancient giant spirit god. The young man cultivated himself.

A cold voice sounded: "The road is long, and there is no support for life and death. The soul returns to the other side."

Before the middle-aged male cultivator could react, the ethereal and erratic light suddenly stretched straight, and an irresistible force came from the depths of his soul, and he staggered and was pulled into the On the way to the yellow light!
The middle-aged male cultivator turned pale with shock, the five-color aura sprayed wildly, and slapped his palms in all directions, but he seemed to be bound, and he couldn't break free from the invisible shackles.

The road under his feet was shrinking rapidly, and almost in a blink of an eye, he found himself on the dilapidated wooden boat.

The wooden boat shook twice and sank slowly. The blood-yellow river poured into the boat. Countless dead souls who had had grievances with the middle-aged male cultivator reappeared, and some jumped on him and chewed. Some surrounded him and questioned him angrily or wept uncontrollably.

At this time, Liu Qinghuan watched quietly from a distance, and murmured: "The five elements transform all things, and all things have birth and death, and birth gives all things real life, just like a big tree that spreads its branches and leaves under the sun. A small animal playing in the forest is like a stone, and it will be stained with wind and frost after years..."

Simultaneously with his whisper, the middle-aged male cultivator roared and cursed.

Qianqiu's reincarnation pen draws heavily, and when the opponent is about to break free from the Dao realm, he presses back into the boat again.

"Even if you are a monk, if you don't enter the underworld and transcend reincarnation, you still have to accept the liquidation of heaven. If it doesn't come now, it will come then. It's useless to struggle. That day will always come... Whether you can escape or not depends on you." yourself."

When a monk cultivates to the Mahayana realm, he will enter the period of crossing the catastrophe. Every catastrophe is the liquidation of the merits and demerits of his life by the Dao of Heaven.If you can't stand it, you will naturally fall back into the mortal world and enter reincarnation.

The Qianqiu reincarnation pen is likely to be of the same origin as the judge's pen in the underworld, and it possesses a bit of this supreme power, which can judge life and death and end reincarnation.

Even if this pen is still in the seal, combined with Liu Qinghuan's way of reincarnation of life and death, although it can't attract the liquidation of heaven, it can still trap people in the dao realm, pull them into a maze, and then be overwhelmed by their own demons.

Inner demons are everywhere, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is useless, even a fairy is a god, and every tens of thousands of years will experience a calamity.Of course, if you can defeat the demon in your heart, you can also get out of trouble.

It's a pity that the middle-aged male cultivator obviously can't.

"Go..."

The terrified and desperate roars gradually disappeared, and even the boat and people finally sank into the mighty river.

　In the past two days, I checked a lot of books for writing these chapters.Dao is too difficult to write, and the author is the kind of nagging person who insists on pondering every word, so a chapter takes a lot of time and energy.I don't know if the written Tao and the talisman conform to the Tao in your heart, and you can only do this to this extent.

　　
　
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