Chapter 180： Bottom of the way

The stone gate opened wide, and in their eyes, the palace inside the stone gate seemed to be heaven.

Fairy lingers, those dancing in the center of the palace lobby are fairies, each of which is beautiful and elegant.

The sound of the piano is mellow and the aroma is pleasant and disappointing.

The four of them looked at the hall, and for a moment, they all stood at the same place, motionless, as if froze.

Their expressions were sluggish, with strange smiles, and they were obviously attracted by everything they saw in this palace, but if someone looked into the palace from afar, they would be surprised to find that there was nothing in the palace, just Dilapidated ruins!

A trace of undetectable golden silk thread appeared on the four of them. These golden silk threads were entangled on the surface of the human body like vines, just a moment of kung fu, and their limbs had been entangled.

Song Ning was immersed in this Qinggeman dance. He had never experienced this kind of feeling. If this is the fairy world, then he seems to have finally found the purpose of fixing the fairy and found the reason for embarking on the fairy road.

but……

A strange thought suddenly appeared in Song Ning's mind.

Cultivation of immortals by oneself is for the purpose of ascending to the immortal world, for the Qinggemanwu, this beautiful enjoyment?

It seems ... not ...

Song Ning, in a lost state, was inexplicable. He tried hard to think. He seemed to have forgotten some important things. His cultivation of immortals should have other more important things, but what is it? Why can't you remember?

But then, Song Ning's brain whistled, and he remembered it!

Outside Qingluo City, there are tens of thousands of demons.

On the top of Taihe Mountain, the whole door was destroyed. The enemy digs graves and graves, he wants to avenge him.

He is self-cultivation, not for pleasure!

Just when this idea was born, the golden silk thread that wrapped around Song Ning's body quickly disappeared. When all the golden silk thread subsided, the scene in front of Song Ning's eyes also changed, and the original beautiful scene disappeared and appeared before him. It's just a dilapidated palace.

Song Ning looked at the three people beside him in shock, the golden silk thread slowly spreading, seeming to show signs of completely winding their bodies.

Song Ninggang wanted to remind a few people that he heard a voice coming from nowhere and echoed in his ear: "No, no, no, they will die."

"Who? What is this?" Song Ning asked.

"It's the bottom of the road."

"Here, in the end?" Song Ning was inexplicable, but watching the few people beside him became more and more dense, Song Ning was anxious.

But just when the golden thread almost wrapped their bodies, Bai Ting suddenly woke up. When he woke up, he first showed a trace of daze, and then frowned, as if in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Xin woke up.

When Bai Xin woke up, he turned his head to his side, very curious.

"Song Daoyou really woke up earlier than me." Bai Ting said.

Song Ning was not in a mood to listen to Bai Ting's compliments at the moment, and forced a smile, his eyes still on Leng Yuexiao.

The golden silk thread has spread to two-thirds of Leng Yuexiao's body.

Bai Ting narrowed his eyes: "Song Daoyou, this seems to be a test, perhaps a test of Dao Xin."

Song Ning raised a brow, Dao Xin?

In the end ... Dao Xin ...

He moved his mind and asked the voice just now: "Are you talking about‘ the bottom of the Tao ’, is it the way of cultivating the Tao, the bottom of the bottom line?”

That voice didn't appear again, and Song Ning didn't want to prove it. At this moment, he was most concerned about Leng Yuexiao. Why hasn't Leng Yuexiao been awakened so far?

Silk thread spread.

70%.

80%.

90%!

Song Ning's forehead exuded fine sweat. In Song Ning's eyes, the golden silk thread had wrapped Leng Yuexiao like silk, and for a moment, Leng Yuexiao would be completely wrapped by the golden silk thread.

By then ...

At this moment, in Leng Yuexiao's mind ...

She kept fighting in the battlefield, regardless of the enemy, regardless of the opponent, to the end, beheaded countless, blood flowed into the river, bones piled up, she stepped forward step by step, all the people who blocked the road were all beheaded.

But in the battlefield with thousands of corpses, a figure suddenly appeared, a figure that made her just raise her weapon but had to put it down.

Song Ning!

咣 当 ……

Leng Yuexiao dropped the weapon in her hand. Before the disappearance of the heroic martial spirit, she disappeared like a sad child into Song Ning's arms and wept bitterly.

Buzz!

Just as the golden silk thread was about to completely wrap Leng Yuexiao, Leng Yuexiao woke up and took two steps back. The sweat had already wet her body. The first thing she woke up was to just hold Song Ning.

Not to mention Bai Tingbaixin, even Song Ning was taken aback.

Leng Yue Xiaoqiang endured the tears embedded in her eyes, her body trembling slightly.

"It's all right, just a test." Song Ning said.

Leng Yuexiao only recovered slightly. She looked at Song Ning and others. In the so-called test just now, it seemed that she was the only one who fell apart.

"It's a test of the heart? But it's a bit like the purpose of testing the cultivation of immortals." Leng Yuexiao thought to herself.

Bai Ting cleared his throat: "Two of you, you are not going in, but we are going to advance."

After that, Bai Ting and Bai Xin quickly entered the palace.

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay? What did you just see?" Song Ning said with concern.

Leng Yuexiao looked sad: "Seeing the battlefield, endless killing, blood flowing into the river, piles of corpses, if you are not seen in the battlefield, I am afraid that you will not wake up."

"Isn't that the illusion of Qinggemanwu already in your eyes?" Song Ning froze.

Leng Yuexiao nodded, then looked into the palace: "Let's go."

The two entered the palace, but they didn't know it. In this palace, there was an old and a small two nothingness, the old white hair, and the little one was wearing crotch pants.

"That beautiful little girl has been sober for a long time, why should she wait until the end to let her out of the bondage?" Asked the boy in open crotch pants.

The old man smiled slightly: "She was born for war, I just want to see where she is at the bottom of the Tao."

"Hehehe, joke, do you want to see if she can become a demon?" The little boy groaned.

The old man laughed with laughter: "What is the bottom of the Dao, you little doll? Until the end, she couldn't see her original intention. She killed forever in her life, but which one who rose to immortality was not covered in blood. Which one is not carrying ten thousand lives? Once a thousand bones were made, a fairy was obtained from countless corpses. Just now I just wanted to see what was in her heart besides killing. "

"It makes sense what you say, but this time the best one should be the kid?" The boy raised his hand and pointed to Song Ning.

The old man nodded with his beard: "Not only this time, in my memory, only two of the people who came to this palace and passed the test in these ten thousand years have woke up shorter than him."

The old man said, his eyes were deep, and he fell on Song Ning, murmured in his heart: "I saw another person who takes life as the heart of the Tao, and it seems that these nine days will change again ... Master, that day ... ,almost."