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Chapter 273 272. Out of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the World of Great Thousand Worlds (7.4K words - please subscribe)
The sea of ​​suffering was churning up waves, forming a whirlpool. In the wisps of gray turbid liquid, there were many hideous human faces shouting and roaring, mixed with stupidity, anger, madness, love, hate, and resentment.
The owner of the past memories had actually died long ago, but he still refused to let go of these obsessions. He felt the huge gravitational force under the red flowers of the other shore tree and instinctively wanted to escape, but was forcefully pulled back, forming a beautiful bright gray arc of light.

Song Yan's speed of using the death substitute is limited, which gives the gray sea of ​​suffering time to form an arc.
He sat in the center of the arc, looking at the various shadowy scenes emerging in the fifth layer of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and suddenly he had some enlightenment: whether it was the city on the chessboard of the Avenue or the stone slab of the visualization diagram, they were all hidden in the Nine Heavens.

The bitter sea of ​​a mere fourth-level Xuan Xiu land was not originally enough to be the price for his advancement, but the obsession of the fifth level was much stronger.

This is the obsession that comes from the first day of the ninth day.

Where there is obsession, there must be living beings.

The first day of the nine days is a world with real sun and moon.

Although the red flowers blooming from the other shore tree did not open the passage to the first day of the nine days, they did penetrate the sea of ​​suffering on that first day.

Perhaps this is what Ning Daozhen meant when he said, “Plant a seed and wait for it to grow into a tree. It will give you a more secure way to step into the first day.”

Song Yan stared at these obsessions in a trance, and suddenly he realized something.

He looked up at the red flowers above. The flowers were emitting a strange scent, isolating the area from all movement and the outside world, making it extremely difficult to be discovered.

The "purified" waters of the bitter sea became clear and clean, revealing a kind of blue that was not there originally.

The azure blue that is refreshing and relaxing to the body and mind is the same azure blue that one sees when one comes to the seaside in this mortal world.

The strong suction and huge gray light halo made it difficult for him to stop easily, because once he stopped, these powerful obsessions from the first day of the Ninth Heaven would inevitably destroy this fourth-level cultivation place in an instant, and it would become more and more so as time accumulated.

soon
The second flower bud has already formed, but the entire tree has only grown a thin trunk that is no longer than a finger. From a distance, no one thinks it is a tree, but just a flower.

When the second flower bloomed, the fragrance doubled, widening the road to the deeper depths of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, causing the speed of the obsession flying from the fifth floor to almost double.
Song Yan's practice speed also doubled.

But it’s still long.

However, he did not feel bored when he sat there, but only felt peaceful.

Compared to being targeted, being chased and running around everywhere, this kind of peace is really precious, so precious that he doesn't even want to move.

His daily routine in the past was “hide, hide, hide, kill, kill”, but now it is completely different.

In the Qi box, Poxu Yuzhuang would often run out, with Xiaobing squatting on her shoulder, and then she would lie beside him innocently, with her chin in her hand, legs crossed, and slightly twisting her body, looking at the two bright red flowers of the other shore, sometimes sniffing, and sometimes circling around Song Yan like a little adult, looking at the gray arcs of light in surprise, looking at the chaotic obsession within them.

Even though there was no touching, such a strong obsession could easily lead Poxu Yuzhuang to "go astray", but Ning Yunmiao took on the responsibility of a mother.

There is obsession in the sea of ​​suffering, but there is the beautiful world in her wine jug.

The double watering also allowed Poxu Yuzhuang's mind to improve rapidly.

Ning Yunmiao would often come out, and apart from wearing jade makeup, she would sit silently beside Song Yan with her knees hugged, watching the obsession in the gray light with him.

Song Yan joked, "Lovers on earth would look at the stars from a high hill, but we can only look at other people's memories that they can't let go of by the sea of ​​suffering."

Ning Yunmiao said: "Yuzhuang is a good child."

Song Yan said: "She is like a blank sheet of paper."

Ning Yunmiao said: "The spirits in the underworld are not evil, they are caused by what they see and hear in the future.

The place where they were born must be full of danger, evil, and destruction, and all they encountered was fear and attack. As time went by, their minds naturally became suspicious and sensitive, and then only tyranny and killing remained. "

Song Yan smiled and said, "Senior sister, I really didn't expect you to be a good mother."

Ning Yunmiao moved closer to him, took his arm, leaned her head slightly on his shoulder, and murmured, "These days, I have been thinking about Ming Ruyin's words. I really never thought that Tianqi Sword Palace would be like this."

As she said this, she laughed at herself: "The place I thought was a righteous place turned out to be a den of filth and dirt. Not only that, it also hides the greatest evil in the world."

She spoke word by word: "Blood River. Saint."

Without waiting for Song Yan to answer, she continued: "I also know that Master Xuehe must have been under great restrictions, or he has not woken up at all, otherwise the Tianqi Sword Palace would have been completely invaded long ago.

Now that Grandpa knows these secrets, he will definitely lead the Ning family and the trusted uncles and aunts in the Sword Palace to fight against these evil demons openly and secretly."

"Yeah." Song Yan pulled out his arm, moved back, and went around the back of the powerful senior sister who was showing her weakness. He put his five fingers on her shoulders and held her in his arms.

He listened.

He didn't say much.

He gave his senior sister a hug.

He does what he is supposed to do and never loses his composure.

He thought of all possible events and planned ahead.

He was like a mountain, giving Ning Yunmiao a sense of calmness and reliability, even though this mountain was a dark and terrifying mountain.

Finally, Ning Yunmiao finished expressing her worries and fears, but there were not many solutions. Not only did she not have any, she also felt that no one else could. It was already amazing that she and Song Yan could escape the pursuit of the Blood River Sect. If the world was a chessboard, she and Song Yan might not even be qualified to get on the chessboard.

Finally, she said softly, "Good will prevail over evil. I still believe in Tianqi Sword Palace. We are just hiding outside. Once the uncles and aunts have wiped out the Xuehe Sect, we can go back. By then, you can also openly take back your own name."

Song Yan nodded and said, "That day will definitely come."

Ning Yunmiao nudged him again and said, "You're just trying to coax a child again!"

Song Yanqi asked, "Isn't it?"

Ning Yunmiao said: "I mean, you obviously don't think so, but you are coaxing me."

Song Yan took a deep breath, looked serious, then raised his hand and swore: "I swear, I didn't coax Senior Sister."

Ning Yunmiao left doubtfully.

Song Yan put his hand down.

Everyone who knows him knows that it would be fine if he didn't swear, but if he swears, he is definitely lying.

However, the senior sister who was once high and mighty to him and could protect him like a cold and beautiful goddess, after removing that hard outer shell, was just a "Su Yao who had experienced the vicissitudes of life".

All equally naive.

Song Yan has been with his senior sister for such a long time, and has worked with her once, so he already understands her level.

Let’s put it this way, if the powers were brought to the same level, Senior Sister would be played around by the likes of Di Cunxin and “Tianzun” Yun Zhaoxuan.

of course
During these days, in addition to the lovely Poxu Yuzhuang, Xiaobing, and the worried Ning Yunmiao, there are also the Han sisters.

Sometimes, Xiao Weier would come over, lift up her fragrant skirt, revealing her soft and plump buttocks, and then slowly wrap it around Xiao Langjun.
When she was in a good mood, she would endure it secretly, gritting her teeth and not making any sound.

Xiao Lingling is completely the opposite. She dares to love and hate, and will express her happiness loudly.

She shouted happily until she was exhausted, then she slowly retreated.
Song Yan enjoyed it.

Xiao Wei'er, the little bell always brings him pure joy.

He doesn't like taking risks.

So that's it, even if it lasts for ten thousand years, tens of thousands of years, it's good too.

When the third flower of the other shore bloomed, Song Yan felt that the speed of "purification" had increased, and the wishes he could make could be strengthened accordingly.

Song Yan made his first wish that had nothing to do with his own cultivation.

He said: "A Xuanhuang monk must come to my side accidentally."

More than thirty years later.
Two empty boats broke through the air.

These two airships are not as big as the Nine Cranes Airship. Instead, they are simple "canoe" style, bronze in color, with driving sparks between the cracks, and simple airship array shields around them to isolate the void creatures and avoid excessive consumption during the journey.

The figurehead of one empty boat is a six-armed immortal with a bow and arrow, while the figurehead of the other is a three-headed demon holding knives and covered in blood.

The image of the person on the boat is somewhat similar to that of the figurehead: a male cultivator holding a bow embroidered with mysterious star patterns, and a butcher monk holding a bloody butcher knife, with a fishy aura all over his body.

The bow-wielding male cultivator said, "We are already at the edge of the Southern Star Abyss. There is no point in chasing us any further."

The butcher scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found no ambush, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally it has stopped." He then said, "Give me a copy of the map, and today's business is over.

I don't want to waste my energy on you. The idea that good and evil are irreconcilable is just a lie. I never took it seriously. The grudge between you and me is that I have my eyes on this map."

There was a fierce light flashing in his triangular eyes, and he said slowly: "You don't want to fight me to the death over a map, do you?"

The man holding the bow said: "Even if it is the Nine Heavens Map, it is mostly useless. It is just the tip of the iceberg. Why do you have to chase me so hard?"

The butcher said, "Bullshit! If I didn't know that the map in your hand was the fragment of the map of Zixiaotian, the first of the Nine Heavens, why would I chase you?"

After saying this, he curled the corners of his lips slightly, causing his curly beard to rise, and sneered: "What a bullshit righteous path, hypocritical!"

Seeing that he was exposed, the male cultivator holding the bow also said directly: "Since you know that this is a fragment of the map of the first purple sky heaven. Its value is even far higher than the visualization map. Then how can I give it to you?"

The butcher yelled, "I know, I know. You're just worried that we went to the same place on the first day. Now that things have come to this, it's fate. Why don't you and I team up together? The problem will be solved."

The man with the bow remained silent.

The butcher frowned, thought for a moment, and took out a black jade bottle from his arms. He weighed it and said, "Zixiao Duyin Pill is something that fell from Zixiao Heaven. Eating one pill allows you to walk in the Yin Qi for more than a month. I will use this pill to exchange for a copy of yours. Is that enough?"

Seeing that the man holding the bow was still silent, the butcher snorted coldly: "If you really want to fight, then go ahead."

The man holding the bow said, "Pull out the cork and let me smell it."

The butcher's expression eased a little, he pulled it away a little, and raised his hand to fan it.

The man holding the bow sniffed a few times and frowned, "Why not?"

The butcher raised his hand and threw the black jade bottle, saying, "I have three of these in total. I'm showing you this one, which shows my sincerity."

The man holding the bow stared at the butcher vigilantly, raised his hand towards the black jade screen, and then clenched it between his five fingers.

This time he smelled a faint medicinal scent, which was filled with yang energy and could dispel the coldness, but it was very faint, so faint that it didn't quite smell like Zixiao Duyin Dan.

And just then.
boom! ! !
The pill suddenly exploded in the hand of the bow-wielding man. The energy in it was extremely huge. The upper and lower beams of light were like a stick poking out, directly poking a hole in the entire fourth-level cultivation ground. Looking down, he could still see the starry sky and the broken dark yellow matter.

The man holding the bow spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the butcher took a step forward, his body shape changed, two heads grew out from the left and right, and at the same time, he launched a rolling devilish sound attack. He laughed loudly and scolded: "Idiot! I changed my mind! Idiots like you are not qualified to accompany me to Zixiaotian to collect true fire!!"

Although the man holding the bow was attacked by surprise, he quickly reacted and grew six arms around him. He bent his bow and shot arrows while turning around and running away. At the same time, he summoned the world spirit ape, which had become an ancestor spirit, to protect him.
During the chase, the man with the bow was finally defeated by the butcher monk.

The spirit ape he summoned was stabbed by the fangs of the butcher monk's pig demon and wailed in agony.

The man holding the bow fell on his back in despair, his strength exhausted and seriously injured.

In this spiritual place, without strength and replenishment, and with such serious injuries, there is only one way left: death.

The butcher monk stole all his resources and took the map, then killed the world spirit ape casually, but did not kill the monk, instead he turned around and left.

The man holding the bow yelled from behind: "Kill me if you dare!"

The butcher monk stopped and said with a smile: "Don't think I don't know that you have the Impermanence Seal on you. Whoever kills you will inherit the Impermanence Seal and be hunted down by the great men in your sect. I won't kill you. You'd better fend for yourself here, hahahaha."

After saying this, the butcher monk turned and left.

As for the empty boat of the bow-wielding monk, he simply didn't bother to destroy it.

If this bow-wielding monk uses the air boat, it will only consume more energy and he will die faster.

Search!
The demonic shadow passed by, but paused slightly in mid-air, then turned back, narrowed its fierce eyes, and said: "Something seems to be wrong with this sea of ​​suffering."

After a little thought, based on the principle that if one does not explore the opportunity, one is a bastard, the demon shadow moved and appeared on the shore of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. He scanned the area with his spiritual sense several times before he noticed an unusual area.

The butcher monk approached quickly and saw from a distance a man in black sitting quietly by the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

The universe is vast, and humans are extremely small.

But that man seemed to be the protagonist here.

No one can bypass him to see the world.

Around him were bright red flowers, blue sea water, and dazzling and magnificent gray arcs of light. The arcs of light were peeled off and pulled out from the whirlpool of the sea of ​​suffering. Every demon and every obsession in it was trying to escape, but was forcibly pulled in.

The whirlpool of the bitter sea was extremely deep, leading to an unknown place, with shadows inside, like a ghost spiral, like the gullet of a ferocious beast.
The reason why I couldn't notice it at the first glance was because of the flowers. Four flowers, blooming bright blood red.

The butcher monk was knowledgeable, but he could not recognize the flower. However, his pupils were suddenly fixed on the man's face, and he recognized the man.

But then he quickly turned his eyes away, clasped his fists calmly, and said, "I was just passing by here and didn't mean to disturb you while you were practicing."

After saying that, he was about to run.

Song Yan opened his eyes, not curious, but asked in a calm tone: "Do you recognize me?"

The butcher monk shook his head and said, "I don't recognize you, but I saw that you have a good cultivation level, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

Song Yan pressed the hilt of the Greedy Wolf Sword with his five fingers, looked at the butcher monk, and said lightly: "You will definitely be lured here by me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the word "Yin" in Tan Lang surged.

Although the butcher monk reacted quickly and was on high alert, he suddenly felt a strong pull, which was just above the limit of his resistance.
Whoosh!
He lost control of his body and spun in the air. When he wanted to resist again, he saw Song Yan had already stretched out his big hand.
It was a hand formed by a gray arc of light, a hand that was mixed with countless obsessions and countless demons.

The big hand came down instantly.

The butcher wanted to resist, but he heard the calm voice again, as if deciding life or death.

"This palm will definitely kill you."

If someone else said this, the butcher monk would just find it funny.

But now, he felt full of weirdness.

He was born in the Demon Sect and is an ancestor respected by everyone in the sect.

But now, he felt that the man in front of him was even more evil than the Demon Sect.

He fought desperately, but found that his brain was extremely confused at this moment, and some force he could not understand was interfering with him.

"Do not!!!"

A scream.

The butcher monk was directly killed by the demon body of all forms, which was transformed by infinite obsession.

Little white hands appeared around Song Yan again.

Xiao Baishou took away a few layers of the price, which was not much.

Because Song Yan already had the upper hand over the butcher monk, what he wanted was safety and security, so he didn't need to pay much.

Song Yan then looked at his body and said calmly, "Do you know why I want to kill you?"

Of course corpses can't talk.

So, Song Yan continued, "Because I hate liars the most in my life. You clearly know me, but you say you don't. This is the way to your death."

In the Qi box, a rainbow light circled and fell on his side. He was wearing linen clothes and straw sandals, and his body was snow-white. This was Ning Yunmiao, who had been secretly preparing to help Song Yan.

But after witnessing the process of Song Yan killing people, Ning Yunmiao has realized that although he and this man are at the same realm, they are no longer at the same fighting level.

As for what her junior brother said, she couldn't tell whether it was true or false for a moment, because her junior brother was always so true and false, and she had no idea what he was thinking.

So Ning Yunmiao asked directly: "My dear, did you really kill him because he lied?"

Song Yan shook his head.

Ning Yunmiao asked strangely: "Then why did you say that?"

Song Yan said: “I originally planned to tell him when he was alive to shock him, but I found that he was actually listening to me, so I just sneaked up on him.

I will tell him these words after he dies, that's all.

Senior sister, am I despicable and shameless?
but.
"Everyone is free to punish evil demons, so why should we have to follow the rules with such evil demons?"

As he spoke, he transformed the butcher monk into an avatar.

Ning Yunmiao had a headache. After all, she was not a little girl anymore. She could still tell whether her junior brother was mean or not. But she was really embarrassed. What should she say?

At this moment, Song Yan said sincerely: "Senior Sister, I was wrong."

Ning Yunmiao looked up into his sincere eyes, sighed and said, "Don't do it again, or don't touch me."

Then, she added: “I know that the fake Song Yan made you a little sad, but that Song Yan is exactly the image that the sect wants to establish for you.

He slays demons and monsters, upholds justice, and is a role model in everything he does and does.

I hope that when you return to Tianqi Sword Palace one day and take back your own name, you will not tarnish it."

Song Yan nodded, then raised his hand and pointed at the incarnation outside his body, projecting out some of the incarnation's thoughts and images related to him.

Suddenly time.
Scenes began to emerge.

In the scene, Song Yan, the Tianqi Sword Palace's Tianjiao, threatened to the outside world, "The Great Heavenly Demon is the culprit for the destruction of many sects in the Western Netherworld. This beast can take the body and thoughts of anyone and transform into anyone's appearance. He has committed many evil deeds and is extremely evil. What he likes most is to transform into my appearance. I hope all the major sects will be vigilant."
In the scene, there is a righteous sect called Tianyin Sect that issued a bounty, sending this "Great Demon" to the list of evil demons. In exchange for a treasure and a favor, the "Great Demon" was sent to the top 100 of the list of evil demons.

You have to know that this "Evil Demon List" is for the entire universe. Being able to enter the top 100 is already a big name, and cultivators will recognize you in almost any place of cultivation.

As for this butcher monk, he came from the Demon Mountain Star Region, a fifth-level cultivation area—the Three-Headed Blood Region.

Abbreviation: three first domains.

This butcher was an elder of a large sect called the Three-Headed Corpse Sect, and his name was Tu Jue.

The reason why Tu Jue recognized Song Yan as the "Great Demon" at the first time was just because of his face.
His face was the face of Song Yan, the prodigy of Tianqi Sword Palace.

The genius Song Yan had already said it clearly, so how could Tu Jue not recognize him when he saw his dark aura?
Ning Yunmiao was somewhat stunned after seeing these scenes.

Song Yan glanced at her and didn't say anything like "Senior sister, do you still want me to learn from someone like this Song Yan?"

The people who can hunt him down are most likely members of the Blood River Sect.

In other words, even if the fake Song Yan was not a member of the Xuehe Sect, he had a close relationship with them. The fact that Old Ning failed to suppress this matter meant that Old Ning's faction was either at a disadvantage or was still investigating in secret.

Soon, the monk on the ground was also caught.

This cultivator was actually a righteous cultivator from a level six cultivation area called Jiuyang Domain, named Zhang Lingfeng.

Song Yan also directly transformed him into an external incarnation.

He carefully avoided the Seal of Impermanence, allowing the Seal of Impermanence and cause and effect to be inherited by his external incarnation.

Then, he released the two monks to serve as his incarnations to gather information outside.

After Tu Jue and Zhang Lingfeng had completely left, Ning Yunmiao sat silently beside Song Yan and said softly, "I really don't know who else I can trust."

Song Yan said: "Who is the fake Song Yan?"

Ning Yunmiao said: "It was arranged by the Palace Master. I don't know his true identity. I only know that he always does things uprightly and beautifully. Coupled with his extremely fast progress in cultivation, he has now become a leader among the new generation."

Song Yan hugged his senior sister in his arms.

The two of them staggered and clung to each other.

Song Yan looked at the deep whirlpool of the bitter sea quietly, then took out a map that looked like a stone slab, and changed the subject: "The map of the first day of the Nine Heavens, the Purple Sky Heaven, still has residual divine consciousness on it. Regardless of whether it is a trap or not, the place marked on this map is a great opportunity."

Ning Yunmiao asked: "You want to go?"

"Not now." Song Yan smiled and said, "Now, I am just waiting for the flowers to bloom."

As he spoke, he looked at the four-flowered tree behind him and murmured, "I really don't know where Mr. Ning got these seeds from."

With two external incarnations as eyes, and they are on both the righteous and evil paths, Song Yan is finally not completely in the dark.

His own realm has reached the pinnacle of the three realms of Xuanhuang, a realm that cannot be further improved.

If he wants to break through, he must obtain the true fire of Taiyin and Taiyang.

And now, even if he let all the Hundred Aspects of Demon Body die in his place, it would still not be enough to obtain the True Fire of Taiyin and Taiyang out of thin air.

He needed to wait for the tree on the other shore to grow further and wait for the safer entry as Mr. Ning said.

Since his power was just sitting there anyway, he started to directly improve the strength of the Han sisters and Po Xu Yuzhuang.

The realms of the three women began to improve rapidly. Although not as fast as Song Yan's own, they were almost reaching the extreme.

How could the entire Sea of ​​Bitterness, even the Sea of ​​Bitterness in the Purple Sky Heaven, be unable to provide for the realm improvement of just three people?

But the little white hands that are busy every day are tired.

Song Yan was familiar with Xiao Baishou. Every time he saw Xiao Baishou coming, he would silently say, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Washeng."

time flies.
More cultivators arrived "accidentally" and transformed into Song Yan's incarnations and were sent out by him.

Apart from that, there were no accidents at all.

Even though the "Great Heavenly Demon" was ranked in the top 100 of the evil demon list, even though the "Great Heavenly Demon" was targeted by others, even though the fake Song Yan and others went too far, but... there were still no surprises.

Because this place is close to Nanxingyuan.

This is a huge interstellar void with nothing in it.

No one wants to come here.

Moreover, here, there are also "trash fish" from the Five Spirits Demon Palace who are undergoing upgrading, just like wild cats foraging for food in a garbage dump.

This land may have had many secrets, otherwise it would not have killed people like Gu Mohan, but it is obvious that these secrets have been cleared up without any trace.

They didn't wait until Song Yan arrived to notice it by accident.

A peaceful life, and shameless days with the Han sisters and Senior Sister Ning.

With just a word, the law can create all kinds of delicious food, fine wine, and even beautiful buildings at will, and then enjoy or destroy them at will.

It’s hard to say that days like this aren’t paradise.

One day, Poxu Yuzhuang ran over happily, stood in front of Song Yan, sat with her legs like a duck, stretched her neck forward, and said excitedly: "Daddy, daddy, look at me!"

Song Yan looked at her.

Po Xu Yuzhuang took a deep breath, then opened her mouth and exhaled.

This time, what she exhaled was not the air of the underworld, but the Yin energy, the Yin energy that could "produce" ghost cultivators such as Xiao Hanshan and Hua Xianggu.

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said: "I have completely digested the bead that Daddy gave me!"

Song Yan said: "Are you about to break through to the Xuanhuang realm?"

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said aggrievedly: "It's so difficult, mainly because I don't know what my natal talisman should be."

As she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she said, "If Daddy uses this Yin Qi to create ghost cultivators, then I will help Daddy control these ghost cultivators."

She became more and more excited as she spoke, as if she had found her life goal, and said, "Yes, yes, the power to control all ghost cultivators is the natal talisman I am pursuing.

Daddy, I'm going to comprehend it!"

She stood up and tried to run away.

"Come back." Song Yan shouted.

Po Xu Yu Zhuang's figure, which had already gone far away, immediately turned around and came back in front of Song Yan in a flash.

Song Yan stared at her and said word by word: "You directly gained a hundred years of enlightenment."

The great Lord Washeng once again sent the working Xiao Baishou to take away the scapegoat and fulfill the wish.

(End of this chapter)