Chapter 743

"Why give up this body? We need to figure out what I am. "

Jing Jiu's sight fell on the stream between the distant peaks. It really looked like a Golden Whip under the noon sun.

"I am not the upstream and downstream of a river in my previous life and this life. To describe this cause and effect, there is a metaphor in Zen, which is very interesting."

He looked back and raised his right index finger.

With a snap, a touch of sword fire burned 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 light another stick, and then keep burning, is the flame on the last stick the same flame or a different flame from the flame at my fingertips?"（ Note: the official account of this paragraph.

There was silence among the peaks.

A Da lay in Zhao La Yue's arms, looking at the flame at the tip of the well nine fingers and squinting slightly.

This statement of Zen is easy to understand, but it is not particularly suitable for Jingjiu.

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 flame of wood stick, coal, sword and paper is naturally different.

Well nine 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 my body and throw away my stick."

Ping Yongjia understood.

This is his separation from all things.

This is Qing'er flying out of the sky.

This is the world that Xueji shed.

No stick, no charcoal, no sword, no paper, only flame.

That is the realm Jing Jiu pursues.

But now he hasn't reached that level, so who is he?

"I am the direction of all my causes and effects."

Well nine said this again.

He looked at the world.

The practitioners among the peaks felt his eyes.

The green mountains and peaks also felt it.

The restaurant owner in Yunji town felt it in the distance.

Jingli in Chaoge city felt it.

The bluebird on a branch felt it.

The Zen son in the small temple felt it.

Gu Qing in the sea felt it.

"Because of fate, we meet here and have us."

Well nine looks at Zhao Layue, but it seems to be looking at the whole world.

The whole world is very quiet.

Everyone is waiting for him to say the last word before flying.

No one knows what he will say.

I think it must be very beautiful.

He said, "let's go."

A sword light rose into the sky.

In an instant, we reached the very high sky.

The next moment entered the virtual realm.

There is no figure of Jing Jiu on the ground.

Looking at the sword light that left quickly, Chen XueShao gently beat the armrest of the wheelchair and said with regret: "unexpectedly, he left like this?"

She couldn't stand up. She could only sit in a wheelchair. Everyone among the peaks had stood up.

People looked at the sky with a focused look, some excited and some nervous.

This sword light can be seen everywhere in Chaotian mainland. Countless mortals go out of their homes and look into the sky, looking confused or excited.

If you don't count Xueji's departure, this is a rising person welcomed by the Terran again after many years. How can people not be nervous? According to the truth, Jing Jiu now has mastered the sword array of all things. It's unimaginable to have a high level. Flying is a matter of course, but the problem is that the way of heaven is public. The stronger the person who flies, the more severe the natural disaster he encounters. Xueji is the highest life on the continent of Chaotian, so he also encountered the most severe natural disaster. If there were not the channel left by the white blade immortal, he might not be able to go out, Now well nine is known as the strongest of the Terran in ancient and modern times. What a terrible disaster will he encounter? More importantly, no one has forgotten... He has failed once.

Heaven and earth sensed that countless thunderstorms were born in the thunder field. They rotated and approached at an unimaginable speed, and finally formed a huge thunderstorm vortex to meet the sword light. From the ground, the huge thunderstorm vortex looked like a strange big eye, with unimaginable pressure towards the ground.

The strong wind roared, and countless flying sand and stones arose in Yunji town and the neighboring Zhou county. All people ran to avoid and dared not look at the sky again.

The practitioner's eyesight was excellent. Seeing that the bright filaments in the thunderstorm vortex were actually unimaginable thick lightning, he was shocked. He thought that even if it was a big thing in the sky, it would disappear in the face of such powerful lightning. The lightning in the thunderstorm vortex was only afraid of tens of thousands of ways. How could Jing Jiu break through?

Click! Lightning was called and fell from the thunderstorm vortex, accurately hitting the sword light.

There was a cry of surprise from the peaks of the green mountains.

Zhao Layue and others looked at Ping Yongjia with the fastest speed.

Ping Yongjia looked dazed and shook his head, saying he didn't feel anything.

The lightning really didn't have any impact on the sword light. It disappeared in an instant. Then dozens of lightning fell on the sword light and dispersed separately. It didn't bring any damage to Jing Jiu.

Seeing this picture, the practitioners in the green mountains finally relaxed, and the next moment they saw a more terrible picture.

The thunderstorm whirlpool turns faster and faster, as if the whole sky is rotating. Tens of millions of lightning in it keep converging and merging, becoming thicker and thicker. Finally, it seems to become a mountain condensed by lightning, emitting extremely bright light!

When the sky began to rotate, those practitioners with a lower level could not bear it. They were disgusted and wanted to vomit, so they had to sit cross legged and meditate.

When all the lightning gathered together and emitted bright light far beyond the sun, the vast majority of practitioners couldn't stand it. They bowed their heads and didn't dare to look again. Guangyuan immortal and other strong men stared at the picture in the sky with a dignified look. This lightning is afraid that it can turn everything in the world into nothingness. Can Jingjiu bear it?

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Well nine is getting closer and closer to the bright lightning.

His face was so bright that it seemed to shine.

The unimaginable power and blazing light seemed to ignite the virtual world.

Such terrible disasters have never occurred in history.

"I'm really the strongest."

At such a tense moment, he suddenly had such an idea.

Logically speaking, of course, there is no problem with this, but he is too hot-blooded and strong, just like he is still the child who has just entered the green mountain.

The vast majority of skyrockers will choose to avoid or support hard when they encounter the natural disaster, until the final test of the way of heaven is over, and the natural disaster will disperse by itself.

Well nine won't do that.

He didn't do that last time.

The problem is, even if he can control everything as a sword, there is nothing in the virtual world. What should he do?

The sound of the wind suddenly appeared in the eternal silence.

It was the air he summoned from below, and the clouds that came with the air.

Countless clouds were pulled into filaments and came around him like a sword, stabbing at the bright lightning above!

The last time he soared, he cut the sky with a sword.

During this flight, he opened the sky with ten thousand swords.

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Countless electric lights and sword lights brighter than electric lights appear in the sky, staggered together to form an extremely dense optical network.

The world became so bright that even the deep sea became transparent.

What is shocking is that the lightning generated from the thunderstorm vortex also has a sharp edge, as if it has become a sword, but it no longer cuts to Jing Jiu, but looks back to the sky!

"Use heaven robbery and heaven robbery... Is that ok?" The sound of the shock of Shuiyue nunnery came from the green curtain sedan chair.

Bu qiuxiao said with emotion, "whether lightning or thunderstorm, isn't everything a genus?"

Cao Yuan said thoughtfully, "the so-called way of heaven is also a part of our heaven and earth."

The thunderstorm vortex that occupied the whole sky disappeared, and the blue sky reappeared in front of everyone, but the sword light was still there.

Those sword lights are electricity, clouds and air. They are vertical and horizontal and flickering in the sky, like countless meteors that will never fall, forming a very beautiful picture.

Tens of millions of sword lights faded away and disappeared in Ah Da You's cold eyes.

A DA is in Zhao Layue's arms.

When Jingyang immortal soared, Zhao Layue walked outside Yunji town with Yin San's body. She didn't even look at it. Today, she didn't miss it.

Looking at the ten thousand floating clouds plated with Phnom Penh and the disappearing sword light, she was silent.

Even if you don't come back, I can go out to find you, but what if I can't find it?

Flying is life and death.

She quietly experienced the feeling between life and death.

A weed sprouted at his feet.

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The world is so dark, like the body of a dead dog.

The world is so cold, just like Xueji's hometown.

At the moment when thousands of sword lights disappeared in the pupil of the strange cat, a burst of space distortion and a breach suddenly appeared in the dark and cold world.

A light flew out of the breach at an unimaginable speed, and then suddenly stood still, revealing the shape of Jing Jiu.

He looked back and looked away.

Nothing.

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