After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

And the lords of many places!
And those ancient beasts that disappeared!It turned out that they did not fall, nor did they disappear!They seem...seem to be just waiting!

wait for what?
Gu Zheng's program light fell on the beams of light rising from the Yuanying District one after another.

what is that? !

"I take my body as a bond, and my soul as a guide, burn my own Confucianism, sacrifice my own merits, and seek the vitality of the world! Yin and Yang open!"

The God of Punishment crossed his eyebrows, and blood dripped down.

The red glow slowly turned into silk threads along the eyebrows, spreading around.

The talisman array under Shen Qing's feet began to flicker.

The tingling spread from between the eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning hummed in the sky, and the Fallen God Realm, which was originally shrouded in dark clouds, began to be covered with lightning.

The golden-masked man frowned.

what happened?

Just now...that feeling...

Tianyuan, Ah Qing, Miao Shun, and Ah Rong Hushou were all around Shen Qingyi.

The bloody light became more and more intense, but Shen Qingyi's complexion became paler in the formation.

The stinging pain seemed to penetrate the entire soul from the body, giving her the illusion that she would be torn apart alive in the next second.

Different from those pains in the past, the stinging pain carried a certain force, turning into thousands of silver needles, piercing every skin, flesh, and soul of Shen Qingyi.

And it's still spinning and torturing repeatedly!
She knew that this was breaking the rules and causing the backlash against the rules of heaven!

But so what?
It's not that she has never faced the law of heaven and the rules!

But she believes that she will be able to succeed!
Definitely be able to go home!
They can all go home!
She is not alone!

Yunze Continent.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

The elders of the Xianmeng guarding the Fallen Demon Abyss suddenly felt a fluctuation in the enchantment.

"what happened?!"

The monks guarding the various formations couldn't help but turn pale.

How long has it been since the last riot in Fallen Devil Abyss?

They had spent too much energy last time, and there are still many monks who have not recovered.

This time there was a sudden riot, and there was no sign at all. Could it be that Fallen Devil Abyss is going to be completely unable to hold on? !

Thinking of the overflowing demonic energy, those innocent creatures, those mortals who have no power to restrain a chicken, the group gritted their teeth.

Falling Demon Abyss cannot be broken!

Even if all their guarding monks fell here!
Huaxuan waved the talisman pen in his hand, just about to try his best again, burning his soul to strengthen the seal, when suddenly a light spot emanated from the center, and a projection appeared.

Picture jade? !

"Fellow daoists! Shen Qingyi, I cast this picture jade just before entering the small world of fallen gods. I am very glad that you can see me now, because I am still alive, and I have finally reached this point! Fellow daoists , Shen Qingyi doesn’t want our world to be ruthlessly oppressed and exploited by the Holy King’s Palace! I don’t want to have no choice anymore! However, Shen Qingyi is not talented, he is only a Nascent Soul with a cultivation base. Don't give up! Please don't give up on me, my compatriots in the Fallen God Small Realm, don't give up on Yunze, and don't give up on Pankong! Seniors, fellow daoists... please give me a helping hand!"

"Boom!"

Thunder Tribulation pierced the sky and gathered in the sky above Fallen Demon Abyss. …

The monk who rushed over looked at the little girl in the projection jade who was still pale.

Feng Bei's eyes were a little sour, and his heart was a little astringent.

The sky is in chaos!

Their fate is changing!
However, the little girl in the image, that smear of blackness between her brows...is lifeless!

What is Shen Qingyi doing? !

She wants to change her fate against the sky!

Not only to change her own life!
Wen Hai's eyes were wet.

He couldn't help thinking of the little girl who had just entered the sect back then.

She said she wanted to become stronger!

She also often asked them, what is a strong man?
Strong?what exactly is it?
He suddenly understood Shen Qingyi's confusion at that time.

The strong, like the Palace of the Holy King, treat countless weaklings as trash and ants, beheading them mercilessly?

The strong, or are they like those indifferent and cold-eyed immortal monks who are only willing to take action because of their interests?

A strong person, or... like her, like those sentient beings who walk against the wind, don't give up, have the Dao in their hearts, love in their hearts, are willing to accept their fate but dare to go against the sky? !

Falling Demon Abyss in Yunze Continent is no longer a secret, and Pankong Xianmeng also knows what they will face once the seal of Falling Demon Abyss is broken.

Therefore, when they felt that the seal of Fallen Demon Abyss in Yunze Continent was loose, they rushed over immediately.

Bei Chenyuan, looking at the pair of clear and bright eyes in the image above, was a little dazed for a moment.

Once... when, his... senior brother was like this...

These eyes, which were as clean as a spring and as bright as stars, were completely destroyed in their hands!

Tian Shanshi stared blankly at the person in the image, those eyes... so familiar!
The old man, who was still in high spirits back then, now has cloudy eyes, a hunched back, and a faint aura of dying in his old age spreading all over his body.

It's just that those originally cloudy eyes couldn't help getting brighter when they saw the person in the image.

When he was young, middle-aged, and until old age, he insisted on the Tao in his heart.

He believes that cultivating immortals and Taoism is not only about cultivation, but also self-cultivation and mind-cultivation.

Even though his aptitude is too poor, he has not made a breakthrough in these years, and his lifespan is about to run out.

But he never gave up!
Even if it gets older and more useless...

There are more and more people mocking him, their voices are getting louder, and there are more and more obstacles in front of him, but he has not given up.

Others told him that it was only him who touched himself.

The real strong don't need love, only the weak need love, because they see their own shadow in others!
So they sympathize with themselves, will love others!

He didn't object to this statement, but he felt it was wrong.

He doesn't have much knowledge, so he can't say any profound truths, but he knows it's not like this!

Like... like a mortal healer.

A strong person in the world of cultivating immortals is like a doctor in the mortal world. What is a doctor?
Physicians with excellent medical skills can gain fame and profit.

But is the inheritance of medical skills just because of fame and fortune?

Could it be that when no one knows, someone will turn on the lamp late at night, search for medicine on the cliff, and go retrograde in a place full of blood...

He was lucky enough to meet a doctor and he was saved by him.

The gentleman said that doctors are not only for fame and fortune, but like the inheritance of medical skills.

That inheritance is filled with the painstaking efforts and wishes of countless doctors.

They specialize in medical skills, only to survive more people, hope that people will suffer less from some diseases, so that more people can be reunited, happy and healthy...

I only wish that all living beings in the world will be free from disease and pain, and that there will be no doctor in the world!
What about the strong monks?

Tian Shanshi's eyes were bright with dampness.

He is not alone!

Not what that person said either!

It's just that the weak pity the weak!
Look!
That person, that Taoist genius!
She is strong!
She didn't give up either!