Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 1217 1216. Resurrection in the World of Consciousness

outside reality.

The invisible knife separated out a new consciousness and introduced it into the world of consciousness to take shape.

Then, we came to a gray area.

Here, is the area where he separates his obsession with comprehending the principles of yin and yang and martial arts.

The previous obsession of comprehending the ultimate of martial arts turned into a sword and gave it to Emperor Qi Tian. The invisible sword then split into another obsession of comprehending the Tao and martial arts, and he has gained a lot so far.

Although the insights gained were not as many as those from the battle between Dao Wuxing's body and Qi Tiandi, the directions and ideas were different, and it was also a very valuable experience.

Especially this obsession, as well as the perception of the world of consciousness, can also enhance the power of Dao Wuxing's incarnation in the world of consciousness.

Dao Wuxing needs this power right now.

He withdrew this obsession and did not look at the obsession's understanding of martial arts and ultimate truth for the time being, but only looked at the part about the world of consciousness.

After a long time, he closed his eyes in deep thought, and with one hand he transformed. The gray realm was broken up by the inexplicably generated, deeper yin and yang fluctuations, and then it was all in his palm.

The knife clenched its fist invisible, then opened it, and the fluctuations of yin and yang spread out, seeming both real and unreal, both existing and non-existing. Yin and yang interacted, intertwined, transformed, and collided, giving rise to endless possibilities.

At the same time, his eyes opened, and they became eyes that illuminate the entire universe.

Ah ~
Hiss~
roar~
Demons from outside the domain are everywhere, and the world of consciousness where light and darkness are out of balance is even more crowded with demons.

cut.

As Dao Wuxing thought about it, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and then countless tiny waves turned into countless tiny sword lights, destroying all the densely packed foreign demons and the distorted traces of the energy of the surrounding consciousness world.

Be extremely free and destroy all the void.

This area has returned to its most primitive state in the world of consciousness. There is no imbalance between light and darkness, no distorted desires, only the original fluctuations of consciousness.

Dao Wuxing then transformed into a ball of spiritual light. It was when Hen Changfeng's consciousness was pulled into the world of consciousness by him that Dao Wunian protected it with the spiritual consciousness of Xuan Mo's subordinates he had harvested and sealed it with magic.

Hen Changfeng, also known as Yinjiao Zhuwu, was indeed completely destroyed, and in reality, there was no trace of him left.

But his consciousness and all his memories were sent into the world of consciousness by Dao Wuxing's final blow.

At this time, Dao Wuxing continuously injected the surrounding primitive energy of the world of consciousness into this group of consciousness. The light of consciousness gradually grew larger, gradually condensed, and gradually took shape.

After a long time, the spiritual light turned into Hate Changfeng's body, and his domain was born.

What Dao Wuxing did this time was not small, but with his current level and understanding of the world of consciousness, everything happened silently, and not a single fluctuation spread out of the gray area.

"Um……"

Hen Changfeng woke up slowly, was dazed for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, his eyes revealing a look of surprise.

How did he return to the manor where he and Jiu Huo had a tryst?

"This is exactly what Brother Changfeng had in mind."

"Brother Dao? You are not..."

Hen Changfeng then remembered everything and fell silent.

After a moment, he smiled slightly, but it was a bitter smile, "Brother Dao, why are you doing this..."

He knew that Dao Wuxing had great powers and could do unpredictable things, and that this was a method that he had prepared long ago to save him.

But why should we do this?

Without You Jiu Huo, he couldn't think of any meaning for the future.

"I'm not bitter."

Dao Wuxing also smiled slightly, "You should ask me why, and my answer is, I want to see my young wife who is nourished by happiness again, that's all." "You..."

Hen Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be like this."

Although he couldn't help but be amused, he really wasn't in the mood... huh? !
However, Dao Wuxing's next move made his bitter smile freeze on his face.

Then the invisible knife transformed into two things, one was the crystal stone that sealed the fake Nine Disasters' soul, and the other was Nine Disasters' weapon, the Red Fire Spear.

"Brother Dao, what are you doing, you, you..."

Hen Changfeng thought of a possibility and his mouth became dry and his heart started beating wildly.

“Brother Changfeng, although Jiu Huo’s spirit is fake, this memory was instilled into him by Jiu Huo himself using a secret technique;
The Red Fire Spear had been with the Nine Disasters in battle for many years, and it had already acquired spirituality. The last time I fought with it in Morning Dew City, I used that final blow to attack her demonic soul, and sealed a trace of her demonic spirit into the Red Fire Spear.
Now Jiu Huo has both memories and a demon spirit. Although he still cannot be revived in the human world, he can already gather in the world of consciousness. "

"……Really?!"

Hen Changfeng covered his chest with his hands, almost unable to bear the excitement in his heart.

"Of course, since I was a little daughter-in-law, these are all from the bottom of my heart."

"Ha! Hahahaha... OK, OK, that's great!"

Hate Changfeng laughed uncontrollably, but his vision was blurred by tears.

Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are excited. From his hope being abandoned by the Emperor of Heaven and destroyed, from despair to the tragic end, and now, he can even return to heaven from hell. He really can't help hating Changfeng.

Hen Changfeng rushed over excitedly and hugged Dao Wuxing, tears streaming down his face, "Brother Dao, thank you so much. It is the greatest luck of my life to meet you!"

"Okay, okay."

Dao Wuxing had things in both his hands and couldn't pat Hen Changfeng to comfort him. He could only let him get excited for a while before letting him go.

Then, under Hate Changfeng's expectant gaze, he poked the Red Fire Spear into the ground, and with a thought and a move of his hand, the formation was complete.

He first cut off his connection with Jiuhuo's evil spirit, and then placed the crystal that sealed the fake Jiuhuo's soul into the magic circle, continuously injecting the Red Fire Spear with consciousness energy and importing Jiuhuo's memory.

He cast a spell and said, "Brother Changfeng, it's time to tell you about the situation here. This is the world of consciousness, a gathering of the consciousness of all living beings, a reflection outside of reality..."

He gave Hen Changfeng a general account of the situation in the world of consciousness, "... That's how it is. The world of consciousness is not peaceful right now, so you and Jiu Huo can only live in this realm for the time being."

"Ah."

Hen Changfeng nodded. He didn't care at all about how chaotic the world of consciousness was. He only cared about Jiu Huo. As long as he had Jiu Huo and a small piece of land, he would wait for him until the end of time.

For him, having the opportunity to see Jiu Huo again was already an unimaginable luxury.

After a long time, all of Jiuhuo's memories were injected into the Red Fire Gun, and the shadow of Jiuhuo gradually emerged beside the Red Fire Gun.

"Brother Zhu Wen, I won't bother you anymore."

"……Uh-huh."

Dao Wuxing looked at Zhu Wen Cangri's appearance, staring at Jiuhuo's friend infatuatedly, smiled slightly, patted his shoulder, waved his hand to cancel the magic circle, and his figure disappeared.

"Um……"

Dao Wuxing left Brother Zhu Wen's territory and added a layer of formation protection to this nascent territory. Only then did he truly leave.

Jiuhuo woke up slowly, and after a moment of confusion, he found himself lying under a peach tree, on the soft grass, with his head resting on Zhu Wen Cangri's thigh.

In a trance, she thought she was still in the past, when she was not yet the queen of the evil tribe, and Yin Zhuwu had not inherited the throne of the ghost tribe, and the two of them were having a tryst in the villa.

"!"

"Jiu Huo, don't panic, don't panic..."

(End of this chapter)