Chapter 645 Zeoxi

Although Bu Yi has read a lot of books and is familiar with ancient and modern times, he has not been in contact with many secrets of the mongo world. When he withdrew from the split, he suddenly woke up.

"Fantasy Demon Sect, Heavenly Evil Sect... These are all sects. Why have they never heard of them? However, I'm afraid it's not enough to pay attention to our Shoushan Taoism!" He opened his hand and looked at the empty mirror like Hongqiu water in his hand, and suddenly became a little interested.

In the mongo world, it is impossible to have only these forces on the surface. This cloth has long known that as long as there is a intelligent life, there will be various disputes, which is inevitable. Some people like to be open and upright, and some people like to secretly twist. This is human nature, and it is impossible at all. Change, there are so many sects on the surface of monism, and there are also many dark forces.

Searching for the souls of the seven people one by one, the cloth suddenly opened their eyes. The Seven Demons of Montenegro are not a big man, but they are also masters of the Yuanying period. They themselves come from the Magic Sect. At the same time, they practiced the Seven Magic Kills, which is infinitely powerful. Therefore, even in the realm of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect can turn a blind eye. There is nothing we can do.

The cloth disassembled this skill and formed a spell, mixed with two powerful arrays in the middle. His eyes couldn't help shrinking, and then he sneered.

"Walk freely in the void, this sect still has some means, but the place of Shoushan Taoist Temple is an easy place to enter?" Bu Yixin said, in the void, his body shook and appeared in Kunzhou. For several months, he still did not find a suitable disciple.

At this moment, it is still the season of heavy snow. Maybe it is because the murderous atmosphere in the air is too heavy. This winter is earlier than in previous years. It is only October, and it is already snowing all over the sky. Overnight, the green plants all over the mountains were covered by this snowflakes. Over the night, like an old man who are dozens of years old trees The leaves withered, the ground was stained with snow, and the vegetation was yellow.

The power of nature is endless.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Puyi looked at the four universe and was speechless for a long time. In this world, no matter what kind of person, under the nature of heaven and earth, it seems so small. Heaven and earth are natural, and everything is reincarnation. No matter what life is, in the long river of history, it is like a sea, fleeting, like the grasshopper in autumn. When the time comes, no matter how hard you struggle, you will inevitably die.

This is nature.

A monk who understands nature is to learn the only eternal road between heaven and earth, the six-way world of heaven and earth, just for two words, immortality.

Only by truly understanding this world and integrating into it can we live forever. What kind of struggle, what kind of strength, what kind of power and desire are so small and invisible in front of heaven and earth naturally.

Looking at the withered world, the cloth clothes sighed for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to forget everything and integrated into this nature.

His divine consciousness was already extremely powerful. After a moment, he felt the thick changes in the rules of heaven and earth in the void, as if there was an invisible hand that urged all this, everything in the universe and the universe.

"The sky, the universe." The cloth suddenly spit out these four words, and there was a little light in his eyes.

At this time, his consciousness suddenly moved. It seemed that something touched his mind. Among the thousands of rules, there seemed to be a silk thread that came out of nothingness and involved him. On this silk line, the cloth seemed to feel I felt the smell of fate.

His expression moved, and his eyes immediately emitted a little purple light, trying to see this silk thread clearly.

This silk thread seems to be transparent, but runs through the whole world. Every move of the cloth seems to have affected this silk thread. His eyes suddenly changed, and all the past have found a shadow on this silk thread.

"Is this the past?"

The cloth's heart moved, and then turned around and looked along the silk thread to the other end.

In the meantime, a silk thread suddenly turned into countless paths and extended to infinite depths. On this silk thread, the cloth saw the future and saw its own future. Although there were infinite variables, it was finally seen.

"This is fate. Fu Yi's mood suddenly became extremely quiet and could suddenly realize and see the legendary fate. This is definitely an opportunity for him. This is not forced to calculate and damage longevity. This is an opportunity. Where the opportunity comes, it is the great fate method.

The cloth's eyes were shining, and his eyes looked at the depths of the universe, as if to see through the universe. He divided his divine consciousness into dozens of strands, traced those silk threads, and kept seeing...

The purple light dissipated, and the cloth clothes seemed to be dozens of years old, and his expression seemed to be extremely sleepy, with great damage. However, his eyes emitted an extremely strong light. Although he had only seen several years of experience, it had made him feel the greatness of fate, and at the same time, he solved the only big problem he has encountered now.

"Fate, how wonderful." Buyi does not believe in fate, but when he sees fate, he has to believe that the past is unchangeable and the future is unpredictable. Seeing fate, Buyi does not know whether his fate will be changed because of this, and which dozens of future changes he will follow.

However, now it seems that he will never follow any of them.

"Apprentice, the master is here to find you." The cloth suddenly smiled and stepped into the void.

He saw that no matter which thread of fate, there was a person who became his apprentice. This person's fate seemed to be tightly tied to him. No matter how history urged him, it would be closely related to him. He simply didn't wait for a few years. Let's go and have a look now.

Thinking of this, regardless of the great loss of mana and mental damage, the cloth clothes suddenly moved and stepped into the void. In his hand, the void mirror emitted a faint light. I don't know that together with that space, a huge vitality rolled from that space and was incorporated into his body by the cloth clothes.

This is the wonderful use of the void mirror. As long as there is this magic weapon in hand, the cloth is equivalent to having a hole in heaven and earth to absorb aura at will. He originally wanted to find the fairyland through the void mirror and then absorb the fairy spirit. Unfortunately, no one knows the coordinates of the fairyland. It takes time to really find the fairyland, but Today, Buyi seems to have found a clue to the fairyland in her own fate. As long as he is given a little time, it will never take much time to find the fairyland.

"Fate." In the void, a sigh suddenly came out.

Among the congenital five elements, there is a way to calculate. Cloth has not been orthodox, but with its own perception of nature, it directly sees fate, which is countless times better than the effect of calculation. Although the consumption is not small, it is the best for cloth.

In a small town in Kunzhou, it snowed heavily, and the big trees around the town, seemingly green branches and leaves, almost fell almost half of the leaves after the heavy snow, and even that half seemed to be shaky and looked very depressed. This town has a very superior geographical location. It is an important transportation road and almost all merchants pass by. Therefore, it is very prosperous. It is a small town with a scale of 30,000 people, which is enough to compare with ordinary small towns. In this small town, there are actually many monks living in this chaotic era. In this chaotic era, this is ten Divide into normal things.

Outside the town, there are several destroyed fences and houses, and a strong evil spirit emanates in the air. Here, it seems that some monks have experienced several wars.

The cloth fell far away, walking quietly on the road, slowly walking towards the town, observing the town while observing the town at the same time.

"Xiaoxi, your strength has increased again." A group of children gathered around a courtyard and played snowballs with each other. Although it is a war season, it is still very happy for children.

Xiaoxi was one of them. He was quiet and didn't want to come, but unfortunately he was pulled to play with snowballs. No accident, he was besieged again. Although he was quiet, he was very strong. Soon, he beat the child who besieged him. His nosebleeds and looked miserable. The child was still laughing, as if he didn't care.

"You lost again. Don't bother me in the future. I want to practice." Xiaoxi left a word and turned around and left.

The child with nosebleed struggled to get up from the ground, touched his nose vigorously, and shouted at Xiaoxi, "Cultivate a fart, can you beat that magic master? He also killed you with one hand. Let's see what the immortal masters can do, you...haha."

Xiaoxi stopped his body, his face stagnated, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of a little confusion.

PS: From No. 1 to No. 7, let's also be a donkey friend, hahahaha!