Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 419 Daozu Nirvana
With the congratulations of all the demons in unison, Jian Jia turned and walked towards the altar, and the magic in the hall of all demons surged wildly towards Jian Jia's body.

After all the magic was absorbed by Jian Jia, she waved her hands again and again, her fingertips flying up and down to pinch out one after another.

The dharma seals were stacked in front of her, like a blooming ink lotus.

In the end, Jian Jia pointed to the sky and the ground with one hand, staggered up and down, bursting out with supreme power, and said in his mouth: "The door of the devil, open!"

Mo Lian shattered suddenly, and then a dark and gloomy void gate opened in response.

The gate of the realm opened, Jian Jia took a few steps back, turned to Wanmo and said, "The gate of the demon has been opened, follow me to rebuild our home."

When Jian Jia's words fell to the ground, I saw Wan Mo stand up solemnly, with black tears streaming down his hideous face.

Demons were born in pure darkness, the human world is not their longing place, the ancient demon world is their real home.

The magic door opened, and all the demons cried together.

Demons are ugly and will only bring disaster and chaos to the world.

But at this moment, I saw that demons also have a side worthy of pity.

The ten thousand demons stepped into the boundary gate, and when the last demon disappeared, Jian Jia and I were left in the ten thousand demon palace.

A ruthless demon, facing a careless person.

Their eyes met, as cold as ice.

"I sacrificed to refine the Demon Heart for 3000 years, but it was not for you."

After finishing speaking, Jian Jia turned and walked towards the magic gate.

This is the last look she gave me in this world.

Jian Jia's figure disappeared from the magic gate, and then the magic gate closed and disappeared invisible.

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Having lost my demonic heart, I did not leave the phantom hallway in a hurry.

Instead, he came to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain and sat down quietly facing the portrait of the master of the demonic way.The portrait has long been blank, leaving only a canvas full of dust and years.

I circulated the true qi in my body, comprehended the changes in the Taoist body of Tianzun, understood the spirit into the profound entrance, and perceived the immemorial three swords.

From vitality to divine sense, from Dao body to sword embryo, I found a shocking thing.

Losing my magic heart didn't cost me much combat power!

I even noticed that because of the disappearance of the demonic heart, the three great sword embryos of the ancient times became more agile and more in tune with my spirit and soul.

The reason is that the magic heart is the carrier of emotion, while the sword does not need emotion.The sword is ruthless, but the heart becomes the burden of the sword.

The Demon Sword and Sword Embryo has already completed its Dacheng and Consummation, and now I found that my Ghost Sword and Sword Embryo also showed signs of Dacheng and Consummation.

I have practiced the magic sword and ghost sword the most, and only the divine sword is the least practiced. However, the sea of ​​stars and swords of Taiyi Immortal has given me a lot of inspiration.

Given time, my way of the divine sword can also be fully accomplished.

Of course, losing the magic heart is not without any loss.

The strength of Tianzun's Taoist body cannot replace the surging vitality of the devil's heart.This means that my sword can no longer be thrown out lightly, and at the same time, my people can no longer withstand too heavy damage.

Although the wind of recovery can also help me restore my damaged vitality, if there is no magic heart as the source of power, the recovery speed will be much slower.

The so-called, there must be losses.Losing the magic heart made my three ancient swords sharper, but it also made me more vulnerable.

The good news is that I can bear this vulnerability.

The real blow that the demon heart gave me was the lack of emotion. It would be fine if I was alone. Like Lu Chunyang, who is obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, it doesn't matter if I have emotions or not if I turn into a sword.

I am not afraid of losing myself, I have the status of the patriarch of the demonic way, and the soul-calling banner in the entrance always reminds me who I am.

But the lack of emotion will hurt the people around me.Especially my wife, Lin Yuhua.

Thinking of Yuhua, I suddenly thought of Tianzun, the Guardian of the Pojun, and then I thought of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao, and the relationship between them.

The patriarch of the devil way is by no means a ruthless person. A ruthless person can't write the Seven Kills Monument that says "ghosts and gods are dark, think for yourself", and can't put forward the devil way doctrine that "all beings are equal, and there are no classes".

However, what the ancestor of the demon way did afterwards was extremely ruthless.

When I love you, you deeply love Mo Dao, well, I love Mo Dao together with you.

But later, you abandoned tens of thousands of demonic disciples and died alone.

Not even a single word was left.

What should I do?
This is the confusion and anger of Po Jun.

Therefore, Tianzun, the guardian of the army, will go to the underworld with a sword.

It wasn't just Wang Chuanhe who was cut off with a single blow, but also her love affair with the Patriarch of the Demon Dao.

However, why is the Patriarch of the Devil Dao so ruthless? How can he bear to hurt Po Jun like this?
I thought about it, and then connected with what Jian Jia said, she did not sacrifice the three thousand demon hearts for me, and finally came to a conclusion that even I couldn't believe myself.

The Patriarch of the Devil Dao is just like me now, an unintentional person.

The patriarch of the Demon Dao has powerful means, and no one can take his heart unless the Dao of Heaven takes action.

And the reason why he gave up the heart, there is only one answer, for the three ancient swordsmanship.

Each of the Three Ancient Swords requires a lifetime of energy to comprehend. Although the Patriarch of the Demon Dao is powerful, he has already been watched by the Heavens. shortcut.

The shortcut is to forsake one's own heart.

Is this a coincidence, or fate?
In front of the Three Lives Stone, Empress Jiuyou said that she couldn't see through my previous life, just like she couldn't see through the Patriarch of the Demon Dao.

For Xu Fu's divination, I wrote an orthographic letter, and Xu Fu said that I claimed to be complete, with a beginning and an end.

The way of the devil obviously started from the patriarch of the way of the devil, why do I see a perfect image of a beginning and an end in my destiny?

The more I thought about it, the more panicked I felt, and cold sweat broke out on my back.

It is sad to lose yourself, but it is even more sad when you find out that you are not yourself.

In my past life, no matter how many storms I have seen, how many times I have passed through life and death, I always remember that I am the second son of the Xie family.

My name is Xie Lan, from Baiwu Village on the edge of the Yellow River.

But now, who am I?

I want to cry, and I want to laugh.

I thought that by rejecting the inheritance of the patriarch of the demonic way in the coffin of souls, it was tantamount to drawing a clear line between myself and him. Even if I became the patriarch of the demonic way later, that was my own choice.

Now I know that I was wrong, and that as long as I live, I will forever be entangled with him.

Because, I am him, and he is me.

No wonder I bear the fate of seven kills, no wonder I inherit everything in the Demonic Dao, even the Hero Sword is left to me by him.

No wonder, I was able to confer the gods on the Tianchi Lake successfully.

It's ridiculous. At the time, I thought I was relying on my status as the patriarch of the demonic way. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's mostly because I am him.

I cried and laughed and shed tears.

The so-called magic sword, the so-called seven kills, the so-called magic way!
Everything I have is not a fluke, but a matter of course.

In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for joy for a long time.

The most terrifying thing is that no one knows this secret.

Xueyang didn't know, and neither did Yuhua. They all thought that I was the heir calculated by the master of the devil, and the master of the devil planned everything for me before he was alive.

But he didn't know that he never thought about cultivating a brand-new patriarch of the devil's way, and everything he left behind was for himself.

Crazy like a demon, and groggy.

I don't know how long I stayed in the phantom entrance, and finally I stumbled away.

I don't want to think about why I don't have his memory, not a single bit, even if I am his rebirth from Nirvana, I can't accept it.

Murong Yuanrui can sadly accept that she is the reincarnation of Nine Heavens Xuannv because she has never been deceived, and she has not experienced the twists and turns in my life.

She was just waiting, waiting for the right time to awaken her destiny.

But I am different. I have doubted, verified, and found myself through untold hardships.

I still remember that I once asked Yuhua, she bet that I was the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and I asked her what to do if I lost the bet.

Now it proves that the loser is me.

So what's the point of all my hard work in the past?
In fact, the fact that I was reborn from the Nirvana of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao had no effect on me, because after rebirth, I was already a brand new individual of life.

Unfortunately, facts and logic often won't win over emotions.

I am full of indignation now, I can accept anything, but I cannot accept that I am the Nirvana body of the Patriarch of the Devil Dao!

I want to shout to the Three Realms that I am Xie Lan, and I want to hear people who are connected with me call my name.

The fantasy world is empty, and the six homes are blurred.

A phantom entrance has become the biggest obstacle in my heart. I came here to inspect Jianjia, but I didn’t expect that not only did I not take Jianjia back, but even I, the ancestor of Taoism, got lost in the obstacle.

After leaving Shiwan Dashan, I glanced at Donghai Guixu in the air, and then Yujian flew to the world!

(End of this chapter)