What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 62
Xuandu rode a gourd and slowly approached the Zizhi Cliff in the forbidden area of ​​the East China Sea.

I haven't seen Zizhi Cliff yet, in front of me, countless huge waves are coming.

Xuandu quickly held down the gourd.

The canopy, which was following behind Xuandu, also stopped.

The two of them raised their heads and looked forward.

However, I saw this land of waves in the East China Sea, and now, the waves are rolling.

One wave after another, one after another, continued.

In the depths of the sea in the distance, there was no dark cloud in sight.

instead……

There are countless Qingyun purple smoke rising from the sea in the distance.

The essence of Yuchen turned into blossoming auspicious flowers, transformed into the shadow of a real dragon and the feet of a unicorn.

In the depths of the East China Sea, countless wonders and illusions are performed, and the color of the sea and the sky has become colorful.

Xuan Du knows that this is a scene of sympathy between the sage's Dao heart and heaven and earth.

The waves under his feet are the reaction of the saint's state of mind at the moment.

"Uncle Tongtian, he really still hates the times when the teacher beat him in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation..." Xuandu thought in his heart.

Before coming, he was already mentally prepared.

Among the Three Realms, who does not know the temper of the leader of the sect, the saint of the Supreme Purity, and the Heavenly Venerate Lingbao?
Jairus must be reported, guarding shortcoming becomes mad!
For the sake of his disciples, he even did not hesitate to tear up his face with two brothers from the same sect, and he did a battle in that ten thousand immortal formation.

This saint is not like a saint at all!
On the contrary, there are some heroes like that human race.

There are not so many calculations, and there are not so many cold causal calculations.

But it is precisely because of this that this saint is the most dangerous saint in the Three Realms.

Because, he probably won't talk to you about the 'big picture' and 'causality'.

The temper is coming, and the temper is stubborn.

I would rather be broken than broken tiles!
Just like many of the disciples who are now on the Conferred God List.

My neck is too stiff to keep my head down.

My knees are too hard to kneel down.

The head can be broken, the soul can be destroyed.

And I am invincible!

This saint went a step further.

I would rather be trapped in Biyou Palace for 1000 years than come out and give in.

For 1000 years, the Jiejiao sage who was trapped in Biyou Palace has become the biggest disturbing factor in the Three Realms.

No one at all knows what this sage of the Supreme Qing is doing in Biyou Palace?
1000 years of retreat, 1000 years of sword sharpening, 1000 years of introspection.

Now, he broke through.

No one knows, if he pulls out the sword in his heart that has been honed for 1000 years, what kind of power will it be?
No one knows what exactly this saint has been pondering over the past thousand years?
However, everyone saw it.

This saint, with a single sword, slashed the consequences of the West.

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal, who has cultivated for millions of years, has vanished into ashes.

But the sage of the interception taught, but did not touch the slightest cause and effect.

That means if he wants to.

Under the saints, life and death are no longer in their own hands.

He kills if he wants to, kills if he wants to.

It doesn't matter if you are a Western Buddha, or teach Jin Xian.

Under the sword of Qingping, ten dead have no life!
Saints, can you still protect each of your disciples at all times?
Can you protect this, can you protect that?

Kill one today, kill a pair tomorrow.

Under the disciples of the saints, in a few years, there will not be much left.

Xuandu's trip was under the decree of his own teacher.

Come to Biyou Palace and meet with the sage and uncle of the sage, Chen said it is amazing.

Of course, this is only a superficial reason.

In fact, Xuandu has another mission.

But I haven't seen this Biyou Palace yet!
It's a slap in the face.

Xuandu was also helpless, so he had to bite the bullet and walk forward against the sea of ​​evil with huge waves.

He didn't even dare to ride a gourd anymore, and he didn't even dare to use his mana and supernatural powers, so he could only stand upright and use his fleshly body to carry the huge wave of the manifestation of the sage and uncle's Taoism.

To meet a saint, one must be sincere!
Especially the Intercept Saint!
Back then, it was famous for being soft and not hard!
Then led the canopy, all the way through this sea of ​​evil.

Finally, before the Zizhi Cliff.

Xuandu stood on the top of the waves with difficulty, looking at the scenery on the Zizhi Cliff.

Unable to help, this person taught the senior brother to swallow.

The canopy that followed behind Xuandu was even trembling in his calf.

"Ah...aaaaaaaaa..." The jaws rattled up and down.

The Zizhi Cliff in Tian Peng's eyes has now become extremely terrifying!
I saw that Zizhi cliff.

Dao Dao Qingyun purple smoke, slowly rising and falling.

In every piece of Qingyun, there seems to be a pair of cold and ruthless heavenly eyes, scanning the heavens and the earth, and staring at the Three Realms.

All sentient beings, under the eyes of this pair of heavens, seem to have become insignificant, not worth mentioning!
What is even more terrifying is the purple smoke hanging down from the Qingyun.

Purple smoke lingered around the clouds on the Zizhi Cliff.

Render the sky all purple.

The mighty purple sky is under the cover of the sky.

Vaguely, between the heavens and the earth, there seems to be sitting the figure of a saint of Hunyuan Wuji who cannot be looked directly at, cannot be spied on, and cannot be guessed.

The figure of this saint is cold and ruthless, without the slightest warmth or even the slightest emotion.

The whole body seems to be filled with the artistic conception of killing.

Those lines of purple smoke were the murderous intent overflowing from his thoughts.

However, the purple smoke manifested by these murderous intentions is pure and flawless, crystal clear, and does not contain any distracting thoughts.

Upright and upright.

Even, looking at it from a distance, you can see some compassionate thoughts, sacred thoughts, rolling in the killing intent.

I will kill you for the sake of heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth thank me!
I will kill you, for the sake of all beings!
All beings thank me!
Beneath the purple smoke, the essence of Yuchen blossomed into countless blooming flower buds.

Thunder is flowing slowly among the flower buds.

The shadow of the real dragon jumped out of it, and the feet of the unicorn manifested from the thunder.

When Tianpeng saw it, he felt that his soul was trembling, and the flesh and blood on his body was filled with infinite fear.

Even his heart seemed to be frozen by everything in front of him.

He couldn't help hiding behind Xuandu.

"Great Immortal Venerable... Great Immortal Venerable..." He shouted with glutinous lips, not knowing what to do.

Looking up, Xuan Du's face was already pale, and his hands were trembling slightly.

I could only hear the senior senior brother of Renjiao say: "Uncle Tongtian, he has been trapped for thousands of years... The power of killing has already advanced to Sri Lanka!"

"It's no wonder... that one sword fell to the Western Pure Land, and the two Western Saints did not even dare to take revenge!"

"Such a way of killing..."

"Compared with the Yuantu and Abi swords of the ancestors of Ming He, I am afraid that they are not even qualified to carry shoes!"

Xuandu's cultivation base is much higher than Tianpeng.

Naturally, in his eyes and in his senses.

On the Zizhi Cliff, the artistic conception of a saint burst forth in full bloom.

It's actually just an appearance.

Under the killing intent, lurking is the infinite compassion and endless expectations for all beings like the deep sea.

Xuan Du felt it from a distance.

It has already realized a bit of fur.

In this mood, murder is not the goal.

Murder is for education.

Therefore, I kill for heaven and earth, heaven and earth should thank me!
Therefore, I kill for all living beings, all living beings should respect me!
Even if heaven and earth don't thank me.

Even if people don't understand me.

But I still want to kill him.

Because I say so!

My heart is so!

Therefore...

You wait for the insects, why don't you die obediently? !

This is just a hint of fur, a little aftermath.

In the abyss, under the iceberg.

There are more, more terrifying things lurking.

Xuan Du took a deep breath.

Then he solemnly took out the talisman that his teacher gave him from his arms.

Gently urging the talisman, he respectfully moved towards the Zizhi Cliff, hidden between the heavens and the earth, and connected to Yu Yutian, the sage's dojo - Biyou Palace Sound Transmission.

"Master Master is above: Disciple Xuandu, I respectfully ask Master Uncle that the Holy Body is safe!"

The sage Fu Zhao immediately floated up, showing a phantom of a Taiji map, sending Xuandu's words to the depths of Zizhi Cliff, hiding outside the Three Realms, and jumping out of the sage dojo of the Five Elements.

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