Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

2021-04-06

  Chapter 1537 Sanshenghe, delicate flowers and exotic flowers, the vortex of reincarnation

Chu Kuangren keeps everyone In Fengdu, I went to the other side by myself.

In the Yin Sector, the Bianbian clan is a fairly powerful race, even stronger than the four major clans of Yaksha Race, demons and monsters.

Even in the underworld, there is much fear for this ethnic group.

When Chu Kuangren approached the other side, there was a faint sound of crash-bang in his ears.

In the distance, there is a yellow river traversing between Heaven and Earth. The river is surging, endless, without an end, and no source can be seen.

It seems to run through the Yin Sector and shuttle between reincarnations.

Chu Kuangren was attracted by the river at the first glance. Vaguely, he felt that his reincarnation celestial body was also a little throbbing.

Within that big river, he felt an extremely surging Samsara Power.

"Is this the rumored Sanshenghe?"

Chu Kuangren murmured, with a strange color in his eyes.

"Presumably your Excellency is the Ghost Emperor."

At this time, a man in a scarlet robe appeared in front of Chu Kuangren, filled with an incomparably powerful force. Reincarnation breath.

Chu Kuangren asked Xiao Ai to analyze, and soon confirmed the identity of this person.

It is the patriarch of the other side clan.

"Exactly." Chu Kuangren slightly nodded.

"I have seen the Ghost Emperor."

The other side patriarch slightly nodded, and then lightly said with a smile: "Master Saintess has been waiting in Sanshenghe for a long time, please follow me Come on."

"I have work."

Chu Kuangren said indifferently, he was not at all surprised that Hua Wuai knew that he had come.

After all, it is the first Resurrection Lily between Heaven and Earth. It can be said to be the oldest existence in Yin Sector. The High Priest of Yin Division is not comparable. How many things does Yin Sector have to hide from each other? ?

Resurrection Lily opened covering the mountains and plains.

On the banks of the Sansheng River, a young girl wearing a gorgeous black robe and embroidered with blood-colored Resurrection Lily sits on a large bluestone, slender jade foot swaying randomly in the water.

River water ripples, and Samsara Power agitates life and death.

The other side patriarch brought Chu Kuangren to a stop in front of the Resurrection Lily field. He did not dare to walk in. It seemed that the flower field in front of him was like an absolute forbidden zone.

"Master Saintess, Chu Kuangren is here."

"Let him come." Hua Wuai's voice sounded, calm, indifferent, without any emotion.

But the other side patriarch showed a touch of astonishment.

You know, since Lord Saintess opened up this flower field, no one has ever been able to approach it.

Even his patriarch is just standing on the periphery to spread the word that's all.

Now, Lord Saintess wants Chu Kuangren to pass by? Even the Lord Ghost Emperor is too incredible.

The other side patriarch couldn't figure it out, but he didn't say much.

"Master Ghost Emperor, please."

"en."

Chu Kuangren slightly nodded, moved towards the river.

But when he set foot in the flower field, there was a breeze, countless Resurrection Lily swayed slightly, and the fragrance of flowers filled.

On the bank of the river, Hua Wuai seemed to perceive something, looked towards Chu Kuangren’s arm, indifferently said: "You brought an interesting guy."

Chu Kuangren only Feeling a scorching heat in his arm, then the flower of desire came out.

She is still lying on the flower bud, a lazy appearance, the way of desire filled her body, even the other shore patriarch not far away has a kind of uncontrollable impulse to meet.

"You can withdraw."

Hua Wuai glanced at the other side patriarch and said.

"Yes."

The patriarch dare not stay long.

That flower of desire is extraordinary, like a vortex of desire, to make all the souls of the world degenerate.

With such a thing hidden in the body of the Fengdu Ghost Emperor, he can still be at ease without the slightest risk of losing control. This Dao Heart perseverance is far behind him.

"Fengdu Ghost Emperor, the existence of terrifying."

The other side patriarch murmured.

And in the flower field.

Hua Wuai looked at Desire Flower, her face still calm, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes, and said, "It surprised me that your delicate flower could survive."

"Your wonderful flower is still alive, how could I die? The world's desire is endless, I will not die, you don't know."

"I want to die. , But the vortex of reincarnation never stops."

Hua Wu'ai said, with helplessness in her tone.

On the side, Chu Kuangren watched the exchange of these two flowers and was quite surprised. They didn't expect they knew each other.

But think about it, one is Desire Flower, the other is Resurrection Lily, and both of them already existed in the Xiangu Era, and their acquaintances were normal.

"How did you conquer it?"

Hua Wuai looked towards Chu Kuangren and asked curiously.

Chu Kuangren didn't conceal it either, and briefly recounted his encounter with the flower of desire.

Desire spent listening to her, her mouth bulging with anger. She wanted to sign a symbiosis contract, but unexpectedly got herself in. She still wonders why this is so?

That overbearing and treacherous fate, every time she thinks about it, she has a shuddering feeling.

"Your fate is indeed peculiar."

There is a sense of sorrow in Hua Wuai's eyes. She has long known that the other party is emptiness, but didn't expect Overbearing to the extent that it can make the desire to spend their lives as acknowledge allegiance.

"I came here by invitation. I don't know what Fellow Daoist can advise?"

Chu Kuangren looked at Hua Wu Ai.

In the old days in the starry sky arena in Yang Sector, he met Hua Wuai once, and the other party invited him to visit Sanshenghe.

"You come to the river."

Chu Kuangren followed the instructions and walked to the Sansheng River, while Hua Wuai raised his hand to hit a fairy yuan and fell into the river. in.

I saw the river roll, turning into a water mirror.

But the water mirror can reflect the sky and the vegetation, but it can't show Chu Kuangren at all.

It seems that he does not exist in this space, does not exist in samsara.

Hua Wu'ai raised her hand and scattered the water mirror, "Sure enough, it is Person without Fate. This Sansheng River can reflect the past life and the present life and the next life. Even if it is the great power of harmony, you can see a trace of destiny, but It has no effect on you, because you are a Person without Fate that has never been seen in this universe since ancient times."

"How can you help Fellow Daoist?"

"I don't know."

Hua Wuai said indifferently.

"I don't know?"

"Person without Fate, I have never had one. I don't know what you can do for me, but I have a premonition. You may help I am free from this endless vortex of reincarnation."

As the first Resurrection Lily between Heaven and Earth, the flower without love itself contains Reincarnation Dao.

She was born on the banks of the Sansheng River. As long as she is here, even if there is harmony, she can't help her, but although it is strong, it also has a huge flaw.

That is every three thousand years, Resurrection Lily will fall into reincarnation and start over.

And every time she reincarnates, she is not able to awaken as a memory of Resurrection Lily.

Sometimes, she is just an ordinary mortal, trying nothing and accomplish nothing all her life, spending an ordinary life, and stepping into reincarnation early after death.

Sometimes, she is a great evildoer, and her cultivation in a thousand years can reach a height that ordinary people can't reach for hundreds of thousands of years, becoming a generation of Great Firmament and even a co-Tao.

But even so, she will still be dragged into the vortex of reincarnation when the three-thousand-year period expires.

Time after time, so back and forth, as if there is no end.

Resurrection Lily, tired of this kind of reincarnation.

But reincarnate again and again, it made her feel like a person trapped in a vortex, unable to extricate herself.

(End of this chapter)