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Chapter 114 In the Hall of Dust, Enlightenment Tea is Selling

The sea of ​​blood is like a sea of ​​bitterness, with huge waves, if it can swallow everything.

Su Li's experience of stepping into the ghostly mirror in the demon coffin was far less relaxed than that of Chang Qing.

Every step is like experiencing thousands of swords piercing through the heart, which is extremely uncomfortable.

But this time, his obsession was extremely strong.

There are some things that he will not compromise, let alone despair.

He has almost completely thought through those causes and effects.

All of these contain real desperation and terror.

Even if it is enlightenment once, it will continue to sink in the end, and it will even become worse.

This situation, like the scene of jumping off a building in a midnight dream, repeats time and time again.

If this cause and effect is not completely resolved, the subsequent situation will be even more unimaginable.

"laugh--"

From the sky, another sword light stabbed suddenly.

The blood-colored sword light contained the ultimate solitary artistic conception.

That kind of desolation and tragedy hit Su Li's heart in an instant, making him stunned for a moment.

"puff--"

He only felt that his heart was pierced by the sword light again, and it was about to shatter immediately.

But he just shook his body and moved forward again.

There is a long river of blood under the feet, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance.

And farther away, there is still the vast Baishan Mountain, and the blood river is still so bright red that it turns black.

As soon as he stepped out, blood splashed under his feet, as if he was stepping on rotten corpses one after another, it felt like rotten foam, but it was also sticky with flesh.

Su Li didn't look down at his feet, but walked forward step by step with calm eyes.

There is neither day nor night here.

Su Li didn't have any thoughts either, he only had one purpose, to go to the Hall of Dust.

time flies.

The endless sword light continued to surge forward.

But Su Li just released the domain of isolation to himself, and ignored it.

So, step by step.

In the unknown years, Su Li finally walked across the river of blood and came to Qingchen's tomb.

Seeing the Qingchen Tomb, Su Li was momentarily absent-minded, and many, many scenes appeared in his mind.

But these scenes quickly disappeared.

He could actually capture these scenes, but he didn't capture them, nor did he think about capturing them.

"Boom--"

The gate of the huge cemetery opened.

Then there are endless fierce ghosts rushing towards the face, biting and gnawing.

Su Li remained indifferent, even though his body seemed to be bitten by endless bugs and ants, he remained indifferent.

Once, when Ling Yueshu was a little girl, she could crawl across.

Of course he can too.

He has no desire to compare, and he will not feel that he is great because of it.

The more difficult the process of doing something, the more important it is.

Right now, to Suli, it was no longer important, but a matter of life and death.

In order to make himself calmer and clearer, Su Li did not recite the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vow Sutra" and "Dongxuan Lingbao Rescue Sutra", nor did he recite the "Heart Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra".

This time, he was determined to cut off all karma with Shen Qiushui, Mu Yunxi and Mu Shuangshuang.

Not only that, but he also had to cut off all entries in the system.

Otherwise, if he went on, even a virgin would not be able to bear it.

Because being open-minded again and again will really only bring about aggravation-no matter what the reason is, there is no need to say more.

"It was endless sword intent before, but the blood in the blood river has turned into endless sword light."

"This sword light...every one is a peerless sword. If this memory can always exist, then I can practice such a sword."

"The main killing intent is the Seven Emotions Sword Intent like the Gujue Sword Intent, which is amazingly powerful."

"But these are small things."

"Get back the [-]% authority that the system mentioned, or kill the system if you can't get it back, that's a big deal!"

"If you can't succeed, then you will never compromise. It's just a life. The world will not be different without me."

Su Li's every step was still steady and powerful.

No compromise, let alone despair.

In any case, the spine cannot be bent, and the head cannot be lowered!

Su Li's eyes were extraordinarily firm, facing the bite of even more ferocious and ferocious ghosts, he remained indifferent.

And the pink skull that followed, no matter how enchanting or moving it was, he turned a blind eye to it and didn't hear it.

Standing on the wall, no desire is just.

All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity.

Form is emptiness and emptiness is form, form is the same as emptiness and form is not different.

At this moment, all the scriptures that Su Li had practiced in the past seemed to be completely integrated into his heart, which made his heart even bigger.

Before, he had been bitten by the fierce souls of monsters, monsters and ghosts, his flesh and blood, and his soul.

The pain was naturally there, but he endured it with absolute perseverance.

Now, when this kind of inner strength gradually emerges, his whole body is shining.

Although the light was still faint, it was also a spark in the darkness.

A spark can eventually start a prairie fire.

And when the spark appeared, suddenly, the hell-like brutal cemetery suddenly disappeared.

Sparks appear and candles blend together.

Su Li appeared directly at the gate of Dust Palace.

Su Li could even vaguely see a ray of light flickering past the dark bronze-colored door.

"Treasure of the Heavenly Emperor?"

At that moment, it seemed that four words suddenly manifested in Su Li's mind.

But immediately, the message that flashed by suddenly disappeared, replaced by the three big characters of "Dian Huan".

Su Li also didn't think about the cause and effect.

"Boom--"

The door of the Dust Palace opened.

Behind the gate, Mr. Jing is holding a diamond-shaped mirror, just like the shape of a Western-style magician.

He was dressed in a white robe, with a black hood covering his head.

This body is really black and white.

This shape is different from what Chang Qing saw.

"The young master of the Tianji Pavilion came to welcome me from a distance."

Mr. Jing's tone was calm, without sadness or joy, let alone the enthusiasm he had when he treated Chang Qing.

"Mr. Mirror."

Su Li clasped his fists slightly, and said without hesitation, "I'm here to make a deal with you—does Mr. Jing know about 'Jiuyao Wenxin Tea'?"

When Mr. Jing heard this, he froze in place.

Immediately, he nodded silently, and said: "I know, the Enlightenment Tea, which is known as the most wonderful tea in the world, can really change fate against the heavens! If you want to trade this, you or even the Tianji Pavilion will count all of it." In fact, if you add up the fate of the previous generation of old pavilion masters, you can't change it.

It's not worthless, because there is no value to describe this kind of thing.

Rather, the Temple of Dust has everything and knows everything, but there is no such thing.

The Hall of Dust, even the qualifications of Skyrim can provide three. "

After Mr. Jing was silent, he gave a shocking answer.

But this answer was not shocking to Su Li!

"No, I'm not here to buy—I'm here to sell Jiuyao Wenxin Tea to you!"

Su Li said word by word.

(End of this chapter)