The indescribable Taoist Lord

"help me!

The ancestors of the Sanqing Taoism, various Buddhas, or all the saints! I beg the gods to save my life! "

"Please save me!"

"Please..."

The desire became more and more confusing, as if it was about to go crazy, and his thoughts began to become unclear. In other words... Zhang Qinghe could clearly feel that the matter was already a foregone conclusion the moment before he prayed.

Just because... the erosion seems to come from the three largest among the immortals!

Since there is movement in the vast sea of ​​​​Tiandao in Tiandu under your feet, even if it is not with subjective will, but because the three people reacted like an instinctive mechanism due to some kind of program or ritual, then that person should have been in bad luck. few.

but……

But when he heard this cry-like cry for help from a madman, he was wrapped in a thick fear. It was not the fear of the unknown road ahead, but the fear of the future because of the known... because of the known, because of the established facts. Despair.

"How can it be……"

His eyes became dull, and he leaned down to watch the branches of time under him from an ethereal perspective, the division of time... At an extremely important node in the trunk, somewhere in the outer world of the Zhongtian world, there was a person all over the body. The young man in student Qingyi prayed earnestly with his whole body trembling.

Naturally, the next moment this young man was no longer a young man... He had hundreds of eyes, sprouts of flesh sprouting all over his body, and the rapid reorganization, reorganization and growth of his bones due to his depression.

In the eyes of Zhang Qinghe, who was in good shape, this was just a process that could be advanced or retreated. However, in the eyes of the boy or the monster he transformed into, it was a matter of life and death.

The young man seemed to have no time to pay attention to him. He was facing the incomprehensible and terrifying gazes of the three statues above his head, and could no longer suppress the desire in his heart.

He can only pray for the blessings of the real gods like Sanqing and Liuyu. If he can survive this disaster, he will definitely leave the true Taoism in this world and spread the ashes of these crooked practices.

In front of him, there was a long follower with half of his body eaten away and his body alienated...

If he could look in the mirror, he would see a bunch of indescribable fingers, claws and tentacles glued to a mass of flesh and blood, constantly twisting and squirming.

Zhang Qinghe looked down, like a god looking at the mortal world, like a great person looking at an ant - yet his state of mind was violently turbulent, as if he was in the deepest part of the abyss.

It was hard for him to believe what he was seeing, all of which seemed to be even more difficult to accept than if the gods were watching him all the time.

"Wait a little longer...it will appear..."

"Just wait a moment..."

"If you wait any longer, the ancestors will definitely appear..."

Zhang Qinghe kept mumbling, and he didn't know whether he was talking to the "monster" on the verge of alienation or to himself.

He hesitated, and gradually his body began to tremble like the boy behind his eyes.

But he was about to watch the whole process stubbornly, and a great sense of danger was about to spread throughout his body, as if the power derived from the concept was about to turn him into ashes... The fright in his heart still made him do the following Decided.

He suppressed the trembling in his voice, forced himself to recite the response, and handed it down from the sky——

"good."

From the perspective of that young man, it was that the Great Dao Tianyin came across the high sky from somewhere. It was a deeper and unknown place, directly transcending those existences above the sky, and actually caused him to be alienated by external demons. Break up.

As a result, the young man's body became a battlefield for the two parties.

When he was in Taisu, Zhang Qinghe sorted out his rationality and emotions that were about to collapse immediately, and recited the passage of Dao Tianyin that was etched in his heart and that he knew how familiar he was, which would eliminate the alienation in Li Shaobai's coffin. Normally, it is necessary to eliminate all the physical alienation of the young man in the outer world that day...

“To turn a blind eye is called barbarian;

Hearing but not hearing is called Xi;

If you can't fight, it's called Wei.

These three cannot lead to cross-examination, so they are mixed into one. There is no anger above it, and there is no ignorance below it. The rope is nameless and returns to nothingness.

It is called the state of being without form, the image of nothing, it is called trance. When you welcome someone, you don't see the first one, and when you follow it, you don't see the rear. Adhere to the ancient ways to control the present. Being able to know the beginning of ancient times is called Taoism..."

There is no Patriarch, from beginning to end... there is no Patriarch at all...

He chanted aimlessly, as if he had become a clay puppet, and the greatest reliance and support in his heart seemed to be driven away. It seemed that the great world of Zhongtian had become an unsolvable dead end for him at this moment...

After reading the last few sentences, the young man's heart turned to despair.

"Then...how can we win this? It's impossible to win..."

"It's definitely impossible to win..."

But he still couldn't help but think more, the Heavenly Dao Sea under his feet was churning with endless waves, as if something was awakening from its slumber——

The world where "Tai Su" is located has sounded the alarm for Zhang Qinghe, as if if he is not decisive, the whole sky will collapse.

The Starry Sky was resurrecting, and the Lingguan Sky was in turmoil. Except for the five emperors, who were all in a state of awe and emotion, countless immortals and gods were cowering and kneeling.

"It's Taishi..."

It was as if all the paths were singing in unison, and the shuttle was patrolling something, heading straight to the sky. In Zhang Qinghe's horrified eyes, the world was cracking, collapsing, losing the power to dominate the heaven and earth, and returning to a certain kind of power. Death and decay, exuding the thick rotten smell of the avenue...

You know, a moment ago, he regarded this place as a pure land, but now the rot is spreading. If he has no choice, he will fall into silence with it, and die unknown and higher in the sky.

"He does something strange."

There was another tremor between heaven and earth, and the years seemed to have been cut off because of this - this concept that the gods and gods wantonly manipulated was nothing more than the body of a certain deity.

"where?"

As if asking and answering themselves, these three voices do not appear in one time and space, but seem to penetrate every time and space. Chaos beats gongs and drums, with disgusting and noisy joy, stirring this unknown dimension.

As the sky collapses, the avenue of chaos and ambiguity will penetrate into Zhang Qinghe's soul, essentially contaminating him.

will die!

On the contrary, at this time, he couldn't care less about being depressed...

Zhang Qinghe's instinct for survival finally outweighed his despair, and he plunged headlong into the branches of time, letting himself drift, never to be found again...

But above the branches of the years, the young man in green who was rescued by Zhang Qinghe in the outer sky that day heard several obscure and messy roars coming from high in the sky, from a place where no one could observe, as if something was blocking him forcefully. Outside the barrier, the voice contained no emotion, only the most obscure mystery.

But the quality of its expression, if he tried to understand it, was the annoyance of having his property stolen, being fooled, and the mania of losing the whereabouts of the thief.

The moment the roar ended, two streaks of scarlet flowed out of his ear openings, followed by his eyes, nose, and mouth... He could only sit quietly in this barren mountain and adjust his breath, using spiritual energy to repair the bleeding body...