I am the Holy Emperor

Chapter 58 Destroy the Source

Many people gathered outside the prison because of Wu Fu's words. After leaving their names and specialties, everyone chose to leave. Eleven years of prison life made them lose a lot. They have just got freshmen and are not ready. It takes a period of time to adjust to meet a new life. Therefore, Wu Wei is unwilling to force them. Besides, now Wu Announ has not yet taken power, and the hastily take-in of these doormen is likely to bring them disaster.

At the moment they signed their names, what will happen to them in the future? They don't want to work hard with regret. They don't want to do things with their minds, let go, let go, and let go of everything. Only in this way can they make greater contributions to their dreams in their hearts.

Looking at the middle-aged people who left one by one, the elderly, Wu Wei's fists were tightly clenched, and even the smallest blue veins were exposed. Facing the scene in front of him, Wu Fu not only asked in his heart: "Has it started? Well, since it's started, let's make this game more interesting!"

"Boom!"

A thunder fell from the sky, and the dazzling blue thunder and fire cut through the whole sky and swallowed up all the light of the world. For a moment, the wind surged, the wind filled the ground, the rolling stones flew, the vegetation fell, and the thick dark clouds covered the afternoon winter, looking like the end of the world.

"Wang..."

The winter rain fell, and the groaning raindrops spilled down like a series of bead curtains. In the suburbs without cover, people's clothes were wet in a moment. Many released prisoners and their families who had left ran back from the road and stood under the eaves of the wall outside the prison, covering the rain with the eaves of the prison.

"Wow..." raised his hand and gently wiped away the sweat on his face. Wu looked up at the sky, looked at the changing sky every moment, looked at the clouds constantly squirming above the sky, and felt the feeling of raindrops on his face. All these feelings were so real and vivid. Compared with the pompous secular world, isn't the thunderstorm in front of him the most realistic portrayal of Wu Wei's heart?

"The wind and clouds are surging, so that this storm will be more violent!" Release the clenched fist and clear the distracting thoughts in his heart little by little. Wu's heart slowly combined with this world, or jumped out of this world.

Sometimes wind, sometimes rain, sometimes clouds, sometimes vegetation... Feeling the changes in his heart, a trace of enlightenment continues to pour into Wu's heart. At this moment, Wu Fu has jumped out of the shackles of this world and looks at this frightening thunder from the perspective of a third party. At this moment, Wu felt that he no longer belonged to this world. A breath of clearness and the soles of his feet were even crisp to his soul. Deep in his heart, there was a kind of stepping up the clouds, and the idea of independence was supported.

Tianmen, one of the most fantasy nine gates of the human body, once again appeared in Wu's mind and had an experience of stepping out of the heavenly gate. Wu clearly knew that as long as he took another step, his soul could leave the body, and from then on, he turned into immortals and free.

"No!" Thinking of the responsibility he had, Wu couldn't help shouting at the bottom of his heart. The previous feeling of pleasure and freedom suddenly disappeared, and Wu's heart returned to his body again. Thinking of the feeling just now, Wu's back couldn't help sweating coldly.

"It's so close. If I didn't grasp it just now, maybe it's gone!" The power of thunder can destroy everything. Even if the monks of the way of faith dare not get out of the body on this thunderstorm day, because this kind of behavior is simply looking for death. The way of rebirth pays attention to the body. For the soul, it is just a offering. The reckless out-out may not only face the situation of ashes, but also Therefore, it is really not worth the loss to consume the vitality in the body.

"Xuangong Tianzun is the controller of the power of destruction. Is this thunder the representative of the power of destruction? ...No, all five elements in this world have the power of destruction. Gold is born to destroy; wood for life seems to have no destructive power, but the opposite of everything must be death; the water is soft, but the water of the river can destroy the city and destroy the city; the fire burns the earth; although the earth is a thing of virtue, the landslides and the landslides cannot be stopped by manpower. It seems that this so-called power of destruction is not just one thing, but the ultimate power in the world. Since obtaining the Xuangong Tibetan Taoist Sutra, a trace of destruction has appeared in Wu Wei's consciousness. However, Wu Wei's realm is too low to do anything about this mystery. Up to now, Wu Wei has not understood the mystery. Today, he has deeply felt the majesty of nature and his understanding of destruction has become deeper and deeper.

One orifice, a hundred orifices, Wu Kui's understanding of the Guanxinjing is deeper. The original silent mind is driven by chance, and the golden light flashes in the meridians, leading the whole body's true spirit to circulate happily. In a faintly, Wu Wei feels that his mind is divided into two parts, and each heart is The feeling of fully carrying one's own consciousness is very wonderful and illusory. If Wu Wei hadn't practiced the Guanxinjing, he might have thought he had schizophrenia.

The thunderstorm in winter also came and went quickly. As the thunderstorm dissipated, the mysterious mood also collapsed. Although Wu Kui still failed to take a key step to practice the Guanxinjing in the end, Wu Kui believed that he could split himself from his soul for half a month at most, thus One more step in strength.

"Guardians, disperse people, and now the people who call the name come out by themselves." The six-grade civil official who used to hide in the heavenly prison to avoid the rain, although the dark clouds dispersed, came out of the heavenly prison, unluckily swept away the water droplets dripping from the eaves, and spread out the wet documents.

"Tian District, Wang Wuliu was released."

"Tian District, Li Maoze was released."

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There are three rows of cells in Tianlao Tian District. Wu Ao used to live in the third row. As for one or two rows, Wu Fu has not been there, but the jailer who heard from the steward say that those people are really crazy. Where did the ghosts come from day and night come from?

Sure enough, this group of people are more haggard than those who were released from prison. They are even a little dumb, saying that they are not crazy, but they are really stupid. They are a little crazy. In the final analysis, it is a bunch of tragedies. Looking at the poor people in front of him, Wu Fu not only asked himself how he had lived in the first ten years, but also the civil servants' voices sounded again in Wu's reverie: "Tian District, Ji Kai has been released!"

Looking at a thin prison uniform, the white beard is still holding the head of the past, but Ji Kai looks very energetic. If the headdress on his body is not too nondescript, even if he is in his early 60s, Ji Kai can walk into the dreams of many girls. Looking at Ji Kai walking out of the gate of the heavenly prison with his chains, Wu's eyes couldn't help but turn red. Wu Fu had already connected everything together. Without Ji Lao to protect himself, Wu Fu might have turned into a white bone every time he thought of this. They all want to shout "Grandpa!" to Ji Kai.

"Dead boy, what are you doing standing there? Didn't you come to pick me up?" Seeing Wu angry standing aside and staring at him silently, Ji Kai couldn't help smiling comfortably, just like seeing his grandson. The application was not affected by the scenery beside him at all.

"Grandpa, change your clothes quickly. It's cold outside!" Sniffing his nose, Wu An immediately took out a leather cloak from his storage finger and put it on Ji Kai.

"I can't die. Let's go there!" Ji Kai only wore a thin prison uniform, but he was not cold in winter, but he still put on his cloak. After all, this was Wu's intention.

"Ye" At that time, the owner of the Ji family mysteriously disappeared, and Ji Kai entered the heavenly prison for himself. If Ji Lao chose to stay in the clan, the once-nowable Ji family would not have fallen to what it is today. Thinking of what Ji Lao has done for him, Wu's heart is always warm, and naturally he will not refute Ji Lao's proposal.

In order to prevent people from escaping or someone robing the prison outside the prison, the wall of the tian prison is so high that even if he is a master of the marrow realm, he can't climb over it. He also demolished all the houses ten miles outside the prison, but it is not good-looking. After all, Shangliang Mansion is the center of a country, so a large number of pine trees are planted. Now the pine trees have grown into a forest belt to wrap the heavenly prison.

Seeing Mr. Ji stride towards the pine forest, Wu couldn't control the horses. He immediately followed Mr. Ji and went in. In a moment, the figures of the two dissipated with the pine sea.