The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 102: 1 is gone
"Why did you give up this body? We need to figure out what I am."
Jing Jiu's gaze fell on the stream between the distant peaks, and it really looked like a golden whip under the noon sun.
"I am not the upper and lower reaches of a river in my previous life and this life. To describe this period of cause and effect, there is a metaphor in Zen that is very interesting."
He retracted his gaze and raised his right index finger.
With a snap, a sword fire burns at the fingertips.
"It’s like this fire. If you use it to light a stick, and then use the fire on that stick to ignite another stick, and it keeps burning, then the flame on the last stick Is the flame at my fingertips a flame or a different flame?” (Note: This paragraph is copied from the Caitou public account.)
There is no sound between the peaks.
Ada lay in Zhao Layue's arms, looking at the flame at Jing Jiu's fingertips, and squinting slightly.
This statement of Zen is easy to understand, but it is not particularly suitable for Jing Jiu's situation.
Sure enough, he then asked: "If this is a connected but different flame, what color am I now?"
When different things burn, the color and brightness of the flame will be different. For example, the flames of wooden sticks, coal, swords and paper are naturally different.
Jing Jiu doesn't like this, or I don't like this continuation of me.
He said to Ping Yongjia: "So I have to take off my clothes, give up his body, and throw a stick."
Ping Yongjia understands.
This is how he left all things.
This is Qinger flying out of Qingtianjian.
This is the world that Xue Ji has given up.
No sticks, no charcoal, no swords, no paper, only flames.
That is the realm that Jing Jiu pursues.
But now he hasn't reached that state, so who is he?
"I am the point of all my cause and effect."
Jing Jiu said these words again.
He looked at the world.
The practitioners among the peaks all felt his gaze.
The green hills and peaks also felt it.
The owner of the restaurant in the town gathered in the distance felt it.
Jing Li in Chaoge City felt it.
The blue bird on a branch felt it.
The Zen child in the small temple felt it.
Gu Qing in the sea felt it.
"Fate, we meet here, and we are here."
Jing Jiu looked at Zhao Layue, but he seemed to be looking at the whole world.
The whole world is extremely quiet.
Everyone was waiting for him to say the last words before the ascension.
No one knows what he will say.
If you want to come, it must be extremely beautiful.
He said: "Let's go."
A sword light shot into the sky.
In a flash, I reached a very high sky.
In the next moment, he entered the virtual realm.
There is no longer Jing Jiu on the ground.
Looking at the sword light that quickly left, Chen Xueshao gently hammered the armrest of the wheelchair, and said with regret: "You just left like this?"
She couldn't stand up, she could only sit in a wheelchair, and everyone in the peaks had already stood up.
People looked at the sky intently, a little excited and a little nervous.
This sword light can be seen everywhere in Chaotian Continent. Countless mortals walked out of their homes and looked into the sky, looking sad or excited.
If you don't count Xue Ji's departure, this is an ascendant that Human Race has ushered in again after many years, how can everyone not be nervous? Logically speaking, Jing Jiu now masters the sword formation of all things, and his realm is unimaginable. Ascension is a matter of course, but the problem is that the heaven is the most important. The highest life on the continent, so he also encountered the most powerful tribulation. If it were not for the passage left by the blade fairy, it would really not be able to go out. Now that Jing Jiu is known as the strongest human race throughout the ages, then he will encounter What a terrible catastrophe? More importantly, no one forgets... he has failed once.
Heaven and earth induced countless thunderstorms in the thunder domain, rotating at an unimaginable speed, moving closer, and finally formed a huge thunderstorm vortex, facing the sword light. Looking from the ground, the huge thunderstorm vortex looked like a strange big eye, coming towards the ground with unimaginable pressure.
The wind was whistling, and countless flying sand and rocks appeared in Yunji Town and the neighboring Zhou County.
Practitioners have very good eyesight. Seeing the bright filaments in the thunderstorm vortex is actually an unimaginably thick lightning. I can't help but shocked. I thought that even if it is a big thing, I am afraid that it will be such a powerful lightning. It will be wiped out, and the lightning in this thunderstorm vortex can be as many as tens of millions. How can Jing Jiu get through?
Crack! Lightning was called, fell from the thunderstorm vortex, and cut the sword light accurately.
An exclamation sounded from the peaks of the green hills.
Zhao Layue and others looked at Ping Yongjia at the fastest speed.
Ping Yongjia looked dazed and shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she didn't feel anything.
The lightning did not have any effect on the sword light, and it was instantly annihilated without a trace. The dozens of lightning bolts that fell on the sword light immediately dispersed, and they were not brought to Jing Jiu. Go any harm.
Seeing this scene, the practitioners in the green mountains finally relaxed a little, and the next moment they saw a more terrifying scene.
The thunderstorm vortex turns faster and faster, as if the entire sky is spinning, and the tens of millions of lightning inside continue to converge, merge, and become thicker, until it finally seems to become a mountain of lightning condensed. , Emits extremely bright light!
When the sky began to spin, those cultivators at a lower level couldn't bear it. They were disgusted and wanted to vomit, so they had to sit cross-legged and meditate to recover.
When all the lightning condensed together and emitted a bright light far exceeding the sun, most practitioners couldn't stand it, and they all bowed their heads, not daring to look at it again. Realist Guangyuan and other powerful men stared at the picture in the sky with a solemn expression. This lightning could turn everything in the world into nothingness. Can Jing Jiu be able to bear it?
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Jing Jiu is getting closer and closer to the extremely bright lightning.
His face was illuminated extremely brightly, as if it was also glowing.
The unimaginable pressure and blazing light seemed to ignite the virtual world.
This kind of terrible catastrophe has never appeared in history.
"I really am the strongest."
In such a tense moment, he suddenly had such a thought.
This is logically no problem, of course, but it's too passionate and strong, just like he was the kid who just entered the green hills.
The vast majority of ascendants will choose to avoid or support hard when encountering the tribulation, until the final test of the heavenly path is over, and the tribulation will disperse on its own.
Jing Jiu will not do this.
He didn't do this last time.
The question is, even if he can control everything as a sword, now there is nothing in the virtual world, what should he do?
The whistling wind suddenly appeared in the eternal silence.
That is the air he summoned from below, and the clouds that follow the air.
Countless clusters of clouds and mist were drawn into filaments, and came around him like a sword, piercing the extremely bright lightning above!
The last time he soared, he cut through the sky with a single sword.
When he was ascending this time, he opened his sword to the sky.
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There are countless electric lights and sword lights brighter than electric lights appearing in the sky, intertwined to form an extremely dense optical network.
The world has become extremely bright, and even the deep sea has been made transparent.
What is shocking is that the electric lights that emerged from the thunderstorm vortex also have sharp edges, as if they have turned into swords, but they no longer slash towards Jing Jiu, but turn their heads towards the sky!
"Use the Heaven Tribulation to fight the Heaven Tribulation...This is also possible?" The master Shuiyuean's voice was extremely shocked from the small sedan chair.
Bu Qiuxiao said with emotion: "Whether lightning or thunderstorm, is it a genus of everything?"
Cao Yuan thoughtfully said: "It turns out that the so-called Dao of Heaven is also part of our world."
The thunderstorm vortex that occupied the entire sky just disappeared, and the blue sky reappeared before everyone's eyes, but the sword light was still there.
Those sword lights are electricity or clouds or air, which flank and flicker in the sky, like countless tens of thousands of meteors that will never fall, forming an extremely beautiful scene.
The tens of millions of sword light gradually faded and disappeared in Ah Da's cold eyes.
Ada is in Zhao Layue's arms.
When the real Jingyang was soaring, Zhao Layue walked out of Yunji Town with Yin San's body, and didn't even glance at it. Today, he didn't miss a glance.
Looking at the thousands of floating clouds covered with a golden rim, watching the disappearing sword lights, she was silent.
Even if you don't come back again, I can go out to find you, but what if I can't find it?
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She quietly experienced this feeling between life and death.
A weed grows at the foot.
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This world is so dark, like the body of a corpse dog.
This world is so cold, like Xue Ji’s hometown.
At the moment when thousands of sword lights disappeared in the eyes of the monster cat, a space distortion suddenly appeared in this dark and cold world, and a gap appeared.
A beam of light flew out of the breach at an unimaginable speed, and then suddenly stood still, revealing Jing Jiu's figure.
He looked back at the place.
Nothingness.