Chapter 541 Fighting with the Heart

Five days later, An Bochen opened his eyes again.

Xianlei kept pouring in along the holes between the four magic weapons, but there was no fear at the beginning, but made An Bochen happy.

In the thunderstorm, time passes quietly. Every moment, An Bochen can clearly feel the changes in his body, and it is a change that makes him extremely happy, as if he is really reborn.

Raising his head, An Bochen's eyes crossed the thunder disaster that was no longer so heavy, and stared straight at the sky.

In the early morning, the wind between the sea and the sky was refreshing, and the white clouds were thin. An Bochen looked at Zhou Tian from a distance and felt that those mysteries that could not be seen clearly before were all swarming and presented in his vision. As soon as An Bochen's heart moved, he could take off a number of mysteries and turn them into Taoism, and Zhou Tianyuan has never been so majestic and convenient.

"Is this a real fairyland?"

An Bochen sighed and his eyes were blurred.

Physical and strength have changed qualitatively. An Bochen is confident that at this time, he can easily kill him at the peak of the five six heavens with one move.

Although it is an absurd comparison, this feeling is particularly clear.

"I always feel that something is missing."

An Bochen said to himself.

As soon as he spoke, An Bochen's body was shocked, and he finally knew what was missing.

Since the disaster, Xianlei has only tempered his body and has never tempered his soul.

Previously, when breaking through the realms of real people and immortals, Tianlei not only refined the body, but also refined the soul.

"What's going on?"

An Bochen muttered.

Holding it for a moment, An Bochen collected his vitality, his right eyes flowed, and his soul flew out of his body to the immortal thunder that had not yet dissipated.

The soul was not broken by the fairy thunder. On the contrary, the soul ruts in the fairy thunder, like a spring breeze.

The more so, the more An Bochen felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, An Bochen saw strange creatures hiding behind the thunder clouds through his soul.

Some have only one head left, but have an airflow-like body, and some are women's bodies, men's faces, and they are all naked **, waving to An Bochen, as if they want to say something.

As soon as An Bochen's eyes touched them, he could no longer move away, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"The robbery of the heart demon has arrived."

There are many more onlookers than five days ago, but the gods of the real fairyland look solemn one by one at this time.

They are all experienced people. Naturally, they know that the disaster of the real immortals is divided into two stages. The first stage is the physical disaster. This disaster alone is extremely difficult and dangerous. Among the ten robbers, five or six people are often damaged in the first stage. Although the first stage is difficult, as long as there is a decent magic weapon and your own perseverance, it is not impossible to survive. What is really difficult is the second stage, that is, the disaster of the heart demon. It is difficult for the robbers to survive this stage.

"Under the real immortals, of course, they have become immortals, but they are only immortals. They are both immortals and people. As long as they are human beings, they will have miscellaneous desires and become demons for a long time. When they cross the disaster of the true immortals, they will be in trouble and obstruct the disaster."

The man looked at An Bochen, who couldn't help changing his expression, and sighed, "Once you cross the real fairyland, you can be called a real fairy, completely different from mortals."

"Lao Yu, what you said is a little biased." Fang Bo Youyou said, "We are really immortals. We have miscellaneous thoughts and selfish desires. Otherwise, why don't you and I stay in Penglai and live a so-called free life with those old guys?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

Shan Qijun, who was beside him, sneered and said, "Fang Bo, have you forgotten how you survived the real fairy disaster? Even if it is a mysterious fairy, or even the existence above the legendary mysterious fairy, which one is not selfish and miscellaneous thoughts? Even in the legend, the saints in ancient times could not avoid vulgarity. The reason why true immortals are different from immortals is because of four words, competing with the heart.

"What Brother Shanqi said is very true." The man nodded with a smile and said, "Before the true fairyland, I had selfish desires and thoughts, and I could not help but be controlled by it. After breaking through to the real fairyland, you can compete with your heart to be above your private thoughts and desires. It is not controlled by it, but on the contrary.

"Fight with the heart... It's easy to say, but it's not so easy to really do it. Under the attack of the two, Uncle Fang finally softened and looked at An Bochen and said anxically, "At least for the immortals who have not broken through the real fairyland, it is difficult and difficult."

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"This is the heart demon."

Although An Bochen's consciousness is a little lax, he still retains a trace of clarity in the depths of his heart.

He knew that all the monsters he saw floating in the sky were transformed by his demons.

People have seven emotions and six desires, selfish thoughts, and An Bochen is no exception. Almost no one in this world can always maintain a pure and flawless state of mind. If there is such a person, he will not enter the road of cultivating immortals. Because his mind is pure and looks down on everything, and the power obtained by cultivating immortals is just a passing cloud for him. .

The emergence of the heart demon hinders An Bochen from crossing the disaster because he is afraid that after An Bochen breaks through the real fairyland, he will no longer be able to control An Bochen.

Suddenly, An Bochen remembered that Prince Yin had sent the old man Huang Tian to send him a magic elixir, which was said to be able to subdue the heart demon and take it for his own use.

If An Bochen had some doubts before, now, An Bochen can understand Prince Yin's intention.

Swallowing the magic elixir, An Bochen can certainly destroy the heart demon and successfully break through the real fairyland. However, such a true immortal is not a true immortal who can control his own heart. Among the true immortals, he belongs to the lower class, which is equivalent to losing the qualification to compete for immortals.

A magic elixir is used to give kindness to An Bochen. If it can't be subdued, it can also make An Bochen stop in the real fairyland.

After icing everything, An Bochen no longer thought about Voldemort.

The biggest level to break through the real fairyland is to fight with the heart. Unlike the previous fierce battles, this time, An Bochen's opponent is his heart.

The demons dance wildly, and the sky is like a curtain, trapping An Bochen in the cage of the most essential difference between immortals and human beings.

The sun is setting in the west, the stars are moving, and An Bochen's feet step on the tilting sea waves, motionless, like the legendary indestructible rock at the end of the sea.

The heart is like a rock. An Bochen quietly recalls all kinds of life under the wild.

The past was like running water, crossing his heart in the sound of the waves, and An Bochen's expression gradually recovered and became peaceful.

It is easy to compete with the sky, the earth, and the immortals and demons, but it is difficult and difficult to compete with the heart. Once you compete, you can completely reborn and become a true immortal.

The gods in the distance are also silent in the quiet night.

The night fades and the day is coming.

When the first touch of morning light fell on the rolling sea, An Bochen also opened his eyes at the same time.

The soul returned to its position, and An Bochen's eyes were never clearer than ever. Looking at the sky, he saw thousands of miles of heaven and earth and seas in his eyes.

The magic weapon that stopped the six-day fairy thunder was about to fall. At the moment An Bochen opened his eyes, it broke, turned into powder, and floated into the sea.

The last fairy thunder was blocked and fell suddenly.

Although the onlookers have guessed the result, they are still a little nervous. After all, most of them are just six heavens, and the real fairy thunder disaster is enough to be called horrible for them.

The silver light crossed the sky.

An Bochen turned his wrist and pulled out the silver gun, and flew through the sky.

"Boom!"

The last fairy thunder was cut into two by innocence, sliding down the blade of the gun, exercising the innocence of the silver gun.

In an instant, An Bochen broke through the thunderstorm and faced the morning sun. The demons that only he could see were stabbed with one shot.

As soon as the sea and the sky shook, the demons were twisted into pieces by silver guns, turned into snow-white powder in the sun, and fell one after another, like a heavy snow.

Tens of thousands of Guanghua were sprinkled out by the morning sun and flowed all over An Bochen's body, like a nirvana.

At this moment, in the vision of overseas gods, the morning sun has disappeared, and only the man with a blue shirt and silver gun is left between the sky and the earth.

"Wonderful."

Fang Bo showed a rare pure smile and stroked his palm.

Yu Weng and Shan Qijun are also full of joy.

They know that from now on, there will be another powerful immortal between heaven and earth.