Nightfall Chapter 27: Grey-eyed cub

On the wasteland, after Ning Que's whole body cultivation was abolished by Ning Que, Long Qing used to lose all his thoughts and even tried to give up his beliefs and walked into the deep night. However, he did not die after all. Throwing into the arms of Pluto is also the desperate experience, which made him understand that simple speech or behavior is not a true betrayal. As a firm Haotian believer, he must erase his fear of Haotian from the bottom of his heart. And faith, arguably the most difficult thing in the world, is like dispelling light from the sky.

Long Qing knelt before half of the Taoist and said: "Haotian's will is too strong, it has already exceeded my will, I don't know how to erase it."

Half the Taoist asked: "What is Haotian's will?"

Long Qing thought of the Lord’s dialogue with himself on the South China Sea Boat, and said: “Haotian is omnipresent and knows everything, everything in the world is under the control of Haotian, so our mind is Haotian’s will ."

Half the Taoist didn’t expect that he had such a profound understanding of Haotian’s will. He nodded slightly with appreciation, and said: “Heart is the subjective manifestation of Haotian’s will, but things must have two sides, Haotian’s will There is also an objective aspect of it. Have you ever felt it?"

Long Qing was slightly confused, thinking that Haotian will in the objective category, isn't it Haotian's divine law body? How could it be possible for a mortal to perceive it?

"Haotian has no stature, but also an infinite stature. When it is large, it is like countless seas, when it is small, it is like tens of thousands of pieces of gravel. It has no shape but countless shapes. Sometimes it is a beast, sometimes a person, sometimes Trees are sometimes mountains, sometimes seas. Sometimes they are the sun, sometimes they are the world."

Half the Taoist’s eyes are slightly lowered, if the withered wood-like face seems to be coated with a layer of holy brilliance, and the voice is without emotion, as if these descriptions of Haotian are not out of his mouth, but originally Exist in this world, only appearing in the cave through his voice.

There is no description of Haotian in the Xiling Church, because it is in the teachings. Any attempt to describe Haotian is an extremely disrespectful act of blasphemy. It was the first time that Long Qing heard someone describe Haotian directly. Although these descriptions seemed simple, his Dao Xin began to tremble violently. .

It made his Dao heart tremble. In addition to hearing the image of Haotian's divine law, he finally confirmed the fact that the disabled veteran with only half of his body left on the couch had indeed broken through the five realms!

Because only practitioners who break through the five realms and enter the realm of Apocalypse can be lucky enough to witness Haotian's divine law body, and only these people are allowed to describe Haotian's image positively!

And a senior in the realm of Apocalypse. Long Qing couldn't help but feel that the Master of the Academy and Ke Haoran were terrifying to the extreme!

Half the Taoist seemed to know what Long Qing was thinking at this time, and slowly opened his eyes and said: "No matter what shape Haotian appears in the world, it must be grand, solemn, solemn, and self-evident. Great. And if we cannot be great, we can only be strong."

"The powerful and humble unbelievers in the academy were able to completely erase Haotian’s will because they had never truly believed in Haotian from the beginning, and it is difficult for Dao Sect disciples to do so. This. So I want to tell you the true description of Haotian at this time."

Long Qing's voice trembled and asked: "Why do you tell me this?"

"Because you can't erase Haotian's will. Then you have to try to forget. And you didn't know what Haotian is, how do you forget?"

Half the Taoist looked at him and said, "You must know before you can forget."

Long Qing thoughtfully, lowered his head into a long silence.

I don't know how long it took, the night pearls on the cave's stone walls became bright again, and the white wolf hair on the soft couch swayed gently in the wind, and he finally raised his head. The expression is calm.

Half the Taoist asked with a hint of anxiety: "Have you ever forgotten?"

Long Qing asked: "Forgot what?"

"Hahahaha!"

Half the Taoist laughed, and excitedly reached out to pat his thigh. To vent so many years of pain and despair and the suffering of waiting.

A palm was slapped into the wolf's hair again, and the old Tao remembered this fact that has not been forgotten for many years. He has no legs anymore. And he has no **** anymore. He was just a poor, deformed old Taoist with only half of his body left, so he cried loudly in pain.

The shrill cry like a ghost, kept ringing in the secluded cave.

Long Qing looked calm and watched Lao Dao beating his chest and wrists like a madman, and even occasionally strangling his throat to make his face flushed, until the unpleasant voice of crying and laughing gradually ceased, then he said: "My destiny is Peach blossom."

There is a peach blossom on the chest of his robe, a black peach blossom.

Old Dao squinted his eyes slightly, looked at him and asked in a dumb voice: "Why is it peach blossom?"

Long Qing said calmly: "After the disciple entered Buddhism, he never set his own destiny. Later, when he was studying in Tianyu Academy, I heard the story of the master cutting peach blossoms in Xiling. From then on, I vowed to let Peach blossoms bloom all over the world where the sky and the sky shine everywhere, so peach blossoms became my life."

Listening to these words, the old Dao saw his eyes become more weird, but Long Qing's expression became calmer, and he smiled and said: "In the beginning of Taoism, my ideal was to lead the Haotian Taoist Sect to completely defeat the academy. With so many things happening in the year, especially because of the emergence of Ning Que, my thoughts have become more direct and firm. My life will be dedicated to the great cause of destroying the Academy and Tang State."

Old Tao looked into his eyes, saw many things, and said, "Very good."

As soon as the voice fell, Lao Dao hit Long Qing's left chest with a heavy palm, a powerful force gushing out from his palm, instantly penetrating his muscles and ribs, and piercing his heart!

Long Qing's complexion suddenly turned pale, his eyebrows were raised like a sword, and he looked extremely painful, but he didn't think about avoiding at first, and he didn't try to escape from this thin and terrifying palm at this time, because he knew that he and The realm difference between the old Dao is like heaven and earth, no matter how to avoid and escape, it is futile, and he firmly believes that the old Dao previously described Haotian to make himself forget Haotian, not for slapped himself.

Half the Taoist's skinny palm. It seems to be like a green lake that has been erected on one side but has been shrunk many times. There is a very quiet breath on the palm of the palm, which is as thick as lake water, but it also gives people a sense of clearness. I can't tear it, and I don't want to tear it.

"Your eyes are too black and white."

Half the Taoist stared at Long Qing's eyes and said, the look on his haggard face couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

Long Qing's body trembled slightly, and he confirmed from the old words that he had made no mistakes in gambling, and that his expectations would become reality soon. He looked at the old-fashioned eyes, occupied by gratitude and shock.

In an instant, his black and white eyes gradually changed very strangely. The boundary between black pupils and white kernels gradually became blurred, the black pupils became lighter and lighter, and the white eyes became more and more in color. The deeper, the closer to each other, until it becomes a completely uniform gray.

As Long Qing's eyes turned gray, there was a strong attraction. Penetrating out of his sea of ​​anger, he tightly sucked half of the Taoist's skinny palm on his left chest.

Half the Taoist had expected it, and the expression on his face remained unchanged for a moment. The lake in the thin palm of his hand turned into a vast ocean, fiercely pouring into Long Qing's body.

Long Qing trembled violently, and the corners of his lips began to ooze blood. There were wounds in the internal organs that were invisible to the naked eye, and the eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. It's just in the blending of black and white. It was gradually washed into a monotonous and palpitating gray.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A strong apocalypse with more than five realms, even if he is seriously injured, even if he has only half his mind power, it is still not a gift that Long Qing can easily accept.

At this moment, Long Qing feels that his body is like a skin filled with wine, which will burst in the next moment. He feels that his chest is already bulging like a mountain, and it will burst in the next moment. He felt that the internal organs in his body had already been destroyed by the powerful breath and turned into meat.

Fortunately, he forcibly kept a trace of Dao Xin's clarity, and woke up at the moment before the disillusionment. Recall that these perceptions, consciousness, experience, knowledge, and thought powers that I have suffered at this time are all intangible and intangible existences. All of this is an illusion, and there is no change in his body.

He knew that he had to endure this pain before he could be reborn.

A stronger new student.

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The wrinkles on Lao Dao’s complexion seemed to darken and lighten again. Only half of his body remained. Leaning forward slightly on the couch, his face was very close to Long Qing’s face, watching Long Qing close. With eyes open and supporting, he said with a smile and trembling: "Suck more and more."

His laughter is unpleasant, his smile is very strange, full of love, and full of greed. He feels extremely abnormal and abnormal, like the old demon in the Black Night Village, nurturing his big-headed son.

At this moment, dozens of extremely powerful auras penetrated the hard rock wall and came to this cave silently. Each powerful aura represents a door in a cave on this mountain. The strong, these Daoist strong, did not interfere with this weird transmission, but silently paid attention. It was possible to observe that these breaths were calm, but they contained extremely complex emotions.

Long Qing didn't realize this.

His pale face was filled with weird redness of excitement, and there was a clicking sound from his undulating throat, like a newly born cub, closed eyes, frowned, and sucked desperately With all the milk that I can suck, I am extremely satisfied and intoxicated to the extreme.

The old Dao looked at Long Qing, and his face also showed a satisfying and drunken smile. Perhaps it was too excited or for other reasons. The waist that was cut open by the sword at that time began to seep out and wet the snow white. The woolen mattress.

"Suck more."

"Don't worry."

Suddenly, the smile on Lao Dao's face disappeared without a trace. He stared at Long Qing with a voice like steel and indifferent, and said: "I give it to you, you can only want it, if I don't give it to you, you can't grab it." /

Long Qing still closed his eyes, as if he couldn't hear him.

It really looks like a hungry cub.

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(I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish you all a good family and happiness.) (to be continued)

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