Supreme Lord

This is Gu Qingfeng.

If you are anybody, no matter how high your cultivation base is, even if it is a fairy, you will never be able to withstand such terrifying destruction.

Yes.

Gu Qingfeng’s fleshy body has gone through countless ancestral fire tempering, the endless trial baptism of Three Thousand Great Daos, and countless Nirvana Rebirth. Perhaps it can’t be called Undying and Inextinguishable, but also Absolutely Supreme’s domineering body, every inch of skin on the body, every acupuncture point, every meridian, and even every strand of hair are extremely mysterious and abstruse. There are so many wonderful and wonderful changes, comparable to the existence of Small World.

With the evil heart riots getting worse.

The seeds of nature, the tears of the lone star, the fire of Nine Nether, and even the endless Tai Chi gold pill are becoming more and more crazy.

At this moment.

Gu Qingfeng feels like a balloon that is getting bigger and bigger, and it may explode at any time.

Although it is painful, but it is still under the scope.

He has been cultivation for 500 years and has endured all kinds of pains. This torture is nothing to him at worst.

He doesn’t worry that his fleshy body will explode.

What really worries him is his own mind.

He was originally boundless, vast and quiet, but he was also chaotic at this time, violent, cruel, evil, ferocious and many other negative emotions were eroding crazily, just like unclear ants swallowing Like my internal organs, it is extremely uncomfortable and painful.

The mind is.

The spirit is even more distorted.

The consciousness gradually began to blur.

No way!

If this continues, even if you carry it over, you will be crazy.

Think of this.

Gu Qingfeng did not dare to neglect, immediately sit cross-legged on the ground, and when his hands were put together, he orally recite the scriptures…

“Great Prajna, immeasurable freedom, solitude Extinguish life without self, I am the Buddha of True Demon…A person who speaks nothing, the nose is in the name, the Abi spirit, the soul of the sin, the body of sin, the heart of freedom…”

This is the Prajna Mantra , Can not only purify all distracting thoughts in the heart, but also protect the mind from being corroded.

It is useless at all.

No matter how he recites this prajna mantra orally, he cannot purify the distracting thoughts in his heart, nor can he protect his chaotic mind. Not only that, his spirit has become more and more distorted, and his consciousness has become increasingly blurred. .

The only good news is that his will has not been shaken.

This is the last level.

Once the will is shaken.

The mind will be invaded by Heart Demon instantly.

Gu Qingfeng guards his will tightly, just like that, even if his mind is chaotic, his spirit is distorted, and his consciousness is blurred, he hardly guards his will.

will.

This is probably the existence that Gu Qingfeng is most proud of.

How many times have I been on the verge of life and death, how many times have been lonely and helpless, how many times have lost my self, and how many times madness have persisted through unyielding will.

He never doubted his will.

This time is no exception.

Just stick around like this.

Until his mind became numb and his mental consciousness became chaotic, his will still persisted.

I don’t know how long it has been. It seems to hear a sound in the blur, very faint, but it is indeed a sound.

“They…found…”

“They…all…know…know…”

“They …I’ve been looking for you…”

“Be careful…the clansman…be careful of them…”

“And the Kassapa observers…they… are looking You…”

“Be careful…cause and effect…don’t believe in cause and effect…maybe…their trap…”

“Be careful of your past life…Don’t believe him ……”

“Be careful with yourself…Don’t believe in yourself…”

“You…how many causes and effects you have…there are as many…past lives… “

“How many selves do you have…in your previous life…”

“Don’t believe…don’t believe…no one…believe… …”

“They…have been looking for you…”

“And…that…woman…maybe…and me…”

“Find me…my back…with you…”

“Find me…”

“You must find me…”

“It must be…”

“My back…with you…with you…”

The weak voice seems to be getting more and more. Weak, getting smaller and smaller, until it disappears completely. The strange thing is that when the sound disappears, the evil heart is also unfathomable. Mystery gradually stops rioting. At the same time, the seeds of nature, the fire of Nine Nether, and the tears of the lone star gradually return to normal. .

The Purple Mansion Small World chaotically turned into a pot of porridge, just like the sky after rain, the evil breath belonging to the mysterious heart disappears, the breath of life belonging to the seeds of nature disappears, and the fire belonging to the Nine Nether is burned out The breath of death disappeared, and the breath of silence belonging to Lone Star Tears also disappeared.

The endless Tai Chi Golden Pill is no longer swelling, and after stopping its operation, it slowly stays still in the various acupoints.

Everything is restored as before.

Including Gu Qingfeng’s chaotic mind, distorted spirit, and vague consciousness gradually became clear.

In the early morning.

Gu Qingfeng, sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of silent eyes were full of shock and horror, as well as countless doubts and curiosities.

Although his consciousness was vague at the time, he was sure that the voice he heard was not an illusion.

No!

That is not a sound.

But a touch of spirit!

That’s right! It is a strange spirit.

The weird spirit comes from Lone Star Tears. Gu Qingfeng entered his Purple Mansion dantian again for the first time, exploring Lone Star Tears.

Lone Star Tears has changed.

The previous Lone Star Tears were lifeless and bleak, like a tarnished Star Stone, but now Lone Star Tears is not dead, nor dim. On the contrary, it is still glowing. The mysterious gray brilliance is like an inconspicuous star in the night sky. Although it is still full of dead silence, it gives people a very lonely feeling.

Gu Qingfeng feels helpless.

He couldn’t see through this lone star tear before.

I still can’t see through now.

I can’t see any mysterious, nor can I detect any profound mystery.

The only difference is that the tears of the lone star used to give him a feeling of deja vu, but now this feeling is more intense.

But I don’t know anything.

This kind of feeling is very tangled, just like the light suddenly appears in the dark world, and you don’t know where the light is. Even if the light is bright, you still don’t know.

Look again.

Explore again.

Unfortunately it was useless.

Invisible, undetectable, undetectable.

Think about it.

Can’t visualize it either.

Continue to explore, continue to visualize.

I don’t know how many times I have explored or visualized.

The results are the same.

Nothing.

Finally, Gu Qingfeng gave up.

Sit back on the chair, took out a jar of peach blossom wine, raised his head and poured it out, then took out another jar, poured it into a jug, and poured a glass.

Close your eyes, recalling the faint voice before.