Chapter 1780

Although Li Yundong held his breath before he settled, these negative emotions in his mind were not driven out after all. With such a situation, he subdued the burning finger bowl. The anger and anger in his body were discovered by the burning finger bowl, so he was judged to be a "great evil man who hates violence". The Zhenyuan mark of eminent monks of all dynasties began to attack fiercely, Li Yundong's divine sense was pulled into the little thousand world of burning finger bowl.

Although Li Yundong was settled at this time, his divine consciousness was extremely clear. He could feel that he was in an endless dark world. He seemed to be in a vast and ethereal world. The whole world did not exist, even he did not exist. The world was empty and he was empty!

The flesh is empty, and the real yuan is empty!

He seems to have only an ethereal and empty soul!

But when all this was empty, he could still feel his divine consciousness. No matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of this situation. This situation really shocked Li Yundong.

He remembered what Su Chan once said: "there are three horrors in practice, namely, there are great horrors between life and death, between heaven and earth, and between reality and emptiness!"

Li Yundong has experienced these three horrors more or less. He thought that after he had experienced these three horrors, these three horrors would no longer haunt himself.

But what he didn't expect was that these three horrors were the common nightmare of all practitioners all over the world. Countless practitioners fell under these three horrors. As long as they relax a little, these three horrors will take advantage of the weakness, let them go crazy, and let these high practitioners fall into the world and become waste that is inferior to ordinary people.

When Li Yundong built the foundation for the first time, he once encountered such great terror between reality and emptiness. At this time, his divine consciousness was dragged into the small thousand world of burning finger bowl. His divine consciousness was like being imprisoned in another vast universe. Li Yundong could not distinguish what is reality and emptiness, nor could he break away from this realm of nothingness.

He is like a tiny dust, floating boundlessly in the boundless universe. No one knows when he can reach the other shore and break free from it.

When Li Yundong was trapped in this empty world, Su Chan returned to her room. The little girl tossed and turned in bed, her eyes wide open, and all her heavy heart was on her mind.

The little girl has been entangled in the teahouse. She told herself repeatedly: when Yundong subdues the burning finger bowl, I'll tell him about it.

But, what if Yundong gets angry then? What if he dislikes me? Give the teahouse to yourself and give it back to him to cause such a thing?

Don't tell him, okay? It seems that the other party didn't come to trouble!

The little girl fought between heaven and man in her heart and tossed in bed all night. She didn't sleep until dawn.

After dawn, the noisy voices of the little foxes rang in the living room, and the little girl woke up from her sleep.