Eternal Demon King

"Is it the statue of Xianjun?"

"In the statue of my lord, there is still a ray of willful will. If you get the approval of my lord, you will be able to learn the truth of the matter."

"In this way, the younger generation will make a breakthrough in this reincarnation peak."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, and with a boost of energy, he jumped off the boat lightly, followed a bluestone path, and slowly came to the bottom of the reincarnation step.

"There are one thousand and eight layers of reincarnation, and you have a lot of luck, and at least you have to go through dozens or hundreds of reincarnations, so for you, the reincarnation can be described as a first-order reincarnation, you have to be careful."

Ming Lao reminded.

"First-order round?"

Yang Xuan's complexion changed greatly. He used to be very strong in his own luck. Whenever he encountered danger, he would always be happy when the bad luck turned into good luck, but after hearing the words of the old man, he realized that sometimes the luck is too strong. good thing.

"On the reincarnation step, the six paths go back and forth, and the ghosts and gods retreat. I have to take the baby and Xiao Yuner to hide to avoid being involved, so you can only fight alone."

The purgatory boy said and put the flying boat into the inner space of the purgatory sword.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he looked up at the reincarnation step, and then turned his attention to the flowers and trees on the side of the reincarnation step.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the flowers, plants and trees decayed and then reborn, and after rebirth they decayed again, going through a cycle of reincarnation, as if there was no end.

Yang Xuan just stared at it like this, not moving, and he didn't set foot on the reincarnation step for a long time.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts, and a spiritual thought poured out from his eyebrows, turned into thousands of threads, and walked through the flowers and trees.

At first, the flowers were blooming and the green leaves were about to stain, and he felt a kind of joy.

Then, when the flowers and plants withered and the trees withered, he felt a kind of sadness.

...

Time passed slowly, Yang Xuan felt joy at times, and sadness at other times. The two emotions alternated in his heart, never ending, making him dizzy, almost going crazy, and his face became hideous and distorted.

"This kid..."

Old Ming's expression changed, and he hesitated whether to help him, but he thought about it, because since his master had set three levels, it was a test.

For Yang Xuan, the current situation is also a test. If he can't break free from it, he will die if he dies, and he can't blame anyone.

"Hope you succeed."

Old Ming sighed lightly and sat down on the bow again.

At the same time, Yang Xuan's condition was getting worse and worse. Not only was his expression terrifying, but there were even strands of bright red blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

He originally wanted to feel the joys, sorrows and joys of flowers, plants and trees, but he didn't expect to fall into it all of a sudden, as if he had become a flower and tree, unable to extricate himself from countless declines and new births.

"No, if this goes on like this, I'm in danger."

I don't know how long it took, Yang Xuan woke up in vain, and the whole body was full of cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Whoosh!

He opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath, and said to himself, "Since I broke free, let's do it again. I will definitely be able to break free this time."

"That's right, I, Yang Xuan, have two lives, my ambition is stronger than Tie Jian, nothing scares me, and nothing can make it difficult for me."

Yang Xuan clenched his silver teeth, released his spiritual thoughts again, and shuttled among the flowers and trees.

This time, he was prepared, and at the first moment of concentration, he forced himself to maintain a calm heart.

After such a long time, his heart has become very ethereal. Although his spiritual thoughts have been integrated into the flowers and trees, he has remained unmoved, neither sad nor happy.

"Release your own spiritual thoughts, carefully understand the emotions of flowers, plants and trees, and endure their reincarnations again and again, and in the end, you will not be affected by them."

Old Ming's emotions were up and down, and he sighed: "This son has such a strong will, I am afraid that it is not much less than my master when he was young. No wonder he was able to complete a detachment so quickly."

Martial artist practice is for detachment. Only by detaching again and again can one become immortal.

boom!

Suddenly, the heavens trembled, and an aura of heaven and earth, thick but not scattered, with an incomparable spirituality, like a tidal wave of mountains, rivers and rivers pouring down, surging down from the sky, penetrating the top into Yang Xuan's body, tempering his spirit.

"One detachment, one good fortune, since then, this child's talent and understanding will definitely increase greatly."

Old Ming said with emotion that the so-called detachment is to go beyond the limit of one's own tolerance and achieve the supreme state of mind of "no self".

...

Under the steps of Samsara, Yang Xuan stood alone, his eyes closed and his face expressionless.

Even if the majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body and continuously tempered his soul, he didn't feel anything, and his body and mind were in a mysterious and mysterious state.

This is no-self, even if you have forgotten yourself, how can you feel other things?

At this moment, his whole person seemed to have turned into air, and he was completely integrated into the nature of heaven and earth. With such a cup of tea, his body was shaken violently, and he suddenly woke up and turned around.

"what happened?"

Yang Xuan was stunned and had no idea what was going on.

"Good good!!!"

Old Ming got up and stroked his palm.

"Ming Lao, who is this junior just now?"

Yang Xuan asked.

"You just entered the realm of no-self, and only without self can you be detached."

Old Ming said.

Yang Xuan heard the fog in the clouds, he checked carefully, and he found that his soul was more transparent, flickering with bright white light, and even the drawing of the refining gods floating above the soul became clear. Blooming splendor.

"The spirit of the gods has grown stronger again, and the formation of the gods seems to be stronger. Is this the ultimate sublimation in the legend?"

Yang Xuan was surprised and happy.

"Yes, a detachment is essentially a sublimation, which will be of great benefit to your future practice."

Old Ming smiled and said: "I am more and more optimistic about you now. You are the second person who is expected to climb the Samsara Peak since ancient times."

"the second?"

Yang Xuan was startled.

"Haha, the first person to climb the Samsara Peak is me."

Boss Ming laughed.

"Old Ming is amazing, and the younger generation is so impressed with it."

Yang Xuan also laughed. Being able to climb the Reincarnation Peak means that he has passed the Reincarnation Rank, and the will of the old Ming is a little scary.

"You don't need to compliment me. Although my will is strong, it is far inferior to yours. Besides, my luck is not as strong as yours, and I have not experienced many reincarnations."

Old Ming laughed dumbly and waved his hand: "Go, it's time to go through the barrier, and I'll be watching you here, hoping that you can reach Samsara Peak in one fell swoop."

"The junior will live up to the expectations of the senior."

Yang Xuan cupped his hands and looked up at the reincarnation step in front of him.

The reincarnation step, made of pure white ancient jade, has a total of one thousand and eight layers.

In other words, this is one thousand and eight reincarnations. Of course, how many people in the world have experienced so many reincarnations?

If it really exists, its luck is a bit against the sky.

"Since my debut, I have always been able to save myself from disasters and find some treasures from time to time. It can be seen that my luck is extremely strong, but I don't know how many reincarnations I will experience."

"One reincarnation, one world, one identity, I don't know if it's male or female, human or animal..."

"No matter how many times I'm reincarnated, my name is Yang Xuan. I only want this life, and I only want to fight for one life. In this life, I will be Ling Jueding. If the gods and demons want to crush me, I will kill the gods and destroy the demons..."

Yang Xuan whispered a few words, and then solemnly issued a big wish. The voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed between the heavens and the earth, making Old Ming moved.

At this moment, he faintly had an illusion, in his eyes, the young man was a demon god standing proudly in the world. Around him, millions of corpses were buried, blood flowed into rivers, and ghosts and wolves were howling endlessly, like an endless Asura field.

"How is this going!?"

Old Ming trembled, and even had the urge to kneel and worship.

Yang Xuan didn't know what Old Ming was thinking, he adjusted his breathing, resolutely lifted his footsteps, and stepped onto the first level of reincarnation.

"boom!"

At this moment, the mountains and rivers lost their color, the universe was reversed, and on the first layer of reincarnation steps, a tyrannical breath suddenly burst out.

Yang Xuan's body was shaken, his soul came out of his body, and he was instantly swept into a vortex-shaped white passage by this breath, and completely disappeared without a trace.

...

Shenwu Continent, Star Island.

"Wow……"

In a spacious room, with a loud cry, a baby boy fell to the ground.

"I am born, I am born, I am Yang Tian's father..."

Outside the room, a young man danced and was ecstatic, it was Yang Xuan's father, Yang Tian.

"Congratulations to the master, he is a big fat boy."

At this moment, the door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman dressed as a midwife ran out sweating.

"Congratulations, Young Master, congratulations, Young Master."

Yang Fu was also excited and congratulated Yang Tian next to him.

"Ha ha……"

Yang Tian scratched his head and smirked a few times. Then he thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the young mistress, is it okay?"

"It's okay, but because of the injury, I just gave birth to the young master, and my body is a little weak."

The middle-aged woman replied respectfully.

"That's fine."

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the room with a single stride.

"Qian'er, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Tian kept walking, all the way to the innermost bed, looking at the woman on the bed with pity.

The woman is around 20 years old, with delicate facial features, hair like waterfalls, and a plain white dress wrapped in a graceful figure, the beauty is suffocating.

However, at this moment, her complexion is extremely pale, and there is not much blood, which makes people feel distressed.

Needless to say, the woman was Yang Xuan's mother, Helian Qian.

"Tianlang, hurry up and bring the child to show me."

Helianqian called out softly, trying to stand up.

"Don't move, your injury is not completely healed. I gave birth to Lin'er for me just now. I will go and hold our child for you."

Yang Tian stretched out his hand and pressed Helianqian who was about to get up, then took three steps and two steps, gently picked up the baby boy who was placed in the cradle not far away.

"Yeah!"

The baby boy waved his two fleshy little hands and said something in his mouth, which made Yang Tian burst into laughter.