Chapter 31 in His Way

After a long silence, Mingyang Zhenren suddenly smiled and said, "Spring silkworms make cocoon and turn chrysalis into butterflies. Brother Jiang's wonderful theory is worthy of applaud. Legend has it that on Yunfu Island, when the sun rises, it happens to be the moment of sunset in the cloud world. It can be seen that the sunrise and sunset are just the eyes of a family of mortals, which is not the most reasonable. Therefore, everyone is different, and the origin, situation and opportunity of us are also very different.

Fan Mo muttered: "We ordinary people, all the ideas of doing things come from 'me', and we can inevitably lose bias when we have insight into external things with our own eyes. Only by forgetting myself can we get the road." The color of yearning, "I don't know what kind of world will it be after breaking through and returning to the ruins? Fan Mo's heart is extremely contradictory. He hopes that the demon lord will achieve success as soon as possible and get a glimpse of the road. Let me see the legendary supreme realm and leave a legendary story for the cloud world. He also hopes that the demon master will change his path of seeking Taoism, extinguish his ambition to conquer the world, and make all sentient beings in the cloud world at peace, and there will be fewer swords and blood.

Yuntian said proudly, " Elder Fan, you have your thoughts, Yun also has his own ideas, and no one can change it."

Fan Mo was speechless and said after a moment: "The cloud world has its own law of balance. The demon master is forced to unify. It is inevitable that life will be ruined, and the world will be in chaos, which will even lead to the cloud world. I hope the demon master will think twice.

Yun Group looked up to the sky and smiled: "Isn't it the law of heaven's operation? Since Elder Fan pays attention to following the sky, he should agree with what he did.

Fan Mo said in an astringent voice: "Even if the cloud world is destroyed one day, it should be the result of the natural operation of heaven, not artificial destruction."

Yuntian said, "Don't you hear that things are man-made? For Yun, the way of heaven is humane.

Fanmo sighed: "Since the demon owner's heart has been cut off, I won't persuade him any more. However, Yunfu Island will definitely not sit and watch the chaos of the cloud world, and the Heavenly Palace must do its best to stop the driver.

Yun Tian said coldly: "In the Holy Land of the Arctic, haven't the elders of the Heavenly Palace started to stop Yun a long time ago?"

The atmosphere between the two sides, which had been relaxed and harmonious, began to become cold again. Fan Mo smiled bitterly and said, "If the demon lord is willing to stop from now on, similar things will never happen again. Now it's war and peace, but it's decided by the demon lord.

staring at the cup in his hand, Yuntian said slowly, "Any guest who has broken through the three levels and entered the Bodhi Academy can make a request to Yunfu Island within his ability."

His palm trembled slightly, and the cup broke, turning into a wisp of snow-white smoke floating and drifting away.

"At this time, Yun hopes to fight with the Elder Fan." Yuntian raised his head and paused word by word, and his eyes flashed to show off. "If Elder Fan is inconvenient to move, the elders of Tian Xing Palace are also indispensable."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood Yuntian's intention and made an appointment to fight with Fanmo. He could not only take the opportunity to cut off the leaders of Yunfu Island, but also boost the morale of the monsters in the Arctic Holy Land and break the unattainable position of Yunfu Island in the hearts of all sentient beings in the cloud world.

Van Mo closed his eyes and said, and after a long time, he smiled: "The heart of seeking Taoism should have been unwavering. If the demon lord doesn't feel that he will suffer losses on the Guanyatai, I will fight with the demon lord.

Sitting in the relief of the sun, moon and stars, his ordinary posture became shining, like a bright star rising, running endlessly in the vast sky: "Demon lord, please."

Jiang Chen and Mingyang Zhenren and Wuyan retreated to the edge of Guanyatai and stared intently at the rare master duel.

The two are several feet apart and confront each other for a long time. Yuntian stood with his hands on his hands, like a lonely peak towering and unattainable. Fan Mo sat cross-legged, as if the celestial bodies were vast and unfathomable.

Yuntian floated slightly in the demon robe, drifting more and more rapidly, rolling endlessly, and the huge momentum climbed like mountains. Fan Mo's whole body suddenly dazzling, suddenly dim, so bright and dark, endlessly changing. Later, Jiang Chen could not even see his figure clearly, and his eyes were full of flowing sun, moon and stars.

The sound is endless. The yellow bell hanging at the corner of Guanyatai roars vigorously, and the mountains carved on it change like living things, from green to yellow, and from withered to glory, showing the change of four seasons. The Fu culture around Guanyatai is a torrential river, and the sound of waves is loud.

Guanyatai has become a condensed world, and Fanmo has been completely integrated with Guanyatai. In this battle, Yuntian faced not only Fanmo, but also the whole observation platform and the whole world.

"Good!" Yuntian was not surprised but happy. He punched slowly, seemingly soft and weak. In the middle of the attack, Yuntian flew up, like an eagle, pounced on Fan Mo, and his fist suddenly became immeasurpassable, like a high cannon, shooting fiercely.

Van Mo didn't move, and it seemed that Yuntian's sudden and fierce punch was seen.

There was a huge earthquake, and the power of Yuntian's punch was suddenly released in front of Fan Mo, as if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the air waves rolled and exploded like a chain. A wave was higher than a wave, as if to swallow the other party.

"How can manpower resist the sky?" In the deafening sound of the air, the sound of Fan Modi is clearly audible. Watching the stars of Yatai are moving and shining brightly. The vast power of heaven and earth has improved with the strength of heaven and earth, and it is not only not inferior, but also faintly suppressed the front line.

"What is the sky? Yun is the sky!" Yuntian suspended in the air and shouted fiercely, and his fist strength was still rising. It is getting more and more violent. The wind and clouds are fading around, and there is no light in the world. Although this punch has already been hit, the punches are endless, as if one punch gives birth to one punch, tens of millions of punches turn into one punch, and one punch turns into tens of millions of punches.

Fan Mo laughed dumbly, and the watch platform burst out tens of millions of rays of auspiciousness, leaping and shining, like a light rope, binding the galloping waves. It's like an unbreakable iron cage imprisoning a struggling and flying eagle. The stronger Yuntian's fist, the stronger the power of heaven and earth.

This is the second time that Jiang Chen has seen Yuntian fall behind. The momentum of Guanyatai is really terrible. If he were Yuntian, there would be a weak and hopelessness in his heart.

Yuntian suddenly fell to the ground, closed his eyes and closed his fists.

The punch was slowly withdrawn, and the violent aura calmed down in an instant. All the energy was drained at once. However, the whole observation platform suddenly solidified, the bell turned light, and the changed landscape back to the embossed runes.

The power of heaven and earth is getting weaker and weaker, and Fanmo's figure clearly appears on the watch platform. At this moment, he seemed to have fallen from the sky to the ground.

Jiang Chen's heart was shocked, and Yunchen was stronger than in the past. In the past, his attacks were unparalleled. Now it is from the heart, and there is no trace of hardness and softness. This slowly pulled back a punch. Isolate Fanmo from Guanyatai again, bring Fanmo back to its original shape, and completely break the aura of the other party and the integration of heaven and earth.

"The magic power of the demon lord made me amazed." Fan Mo said softly, "If it hadn't been for Guanyatai, I would have been defeated."

Yuntian pondered: "Guanyatai has been connected to the spirit of the Fan elders and has suddenly converged, becoming a part of your body. So Yun can't talk about any loss at all. Elder Fan doesn't have to be polite.

Fan Mo smiled and said, "The demon master's eyes are like electricity. In this case, let me show my strengths and learn how the demon master's reputation is shocking*.

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly became dark, and even the eight snow-white towering cloud pillars turned into thick dark clouds.

In an instant, Guanyatai disappeared. Jiang Chen seemed to be suddenly in the dark void, unable to see the stars, the sun and moon, and his eyes were full of boundless empty darkness.

"This method takes the meaning of the bad emptiness of heaven and earth. The demon master should be careful." Fan Mo sat in the void like a solidified shadow.

Yuntian smiled and said, "You said it's bad, but I want to say that heaven and earth are about to open."

A trace of violent breath suddenly released from Fanmo, like the roar of an ancient fierce beast, with a strong smell of blood filling the air, and the ferocious murderous atmosphere filled the whole void.

"Easy-to-shape and mysterious method!" Wuyan suddenly said, and his voice seemed to tremble uneasily, "What Fanmo practiced is indeed a mysterious method."

"The faceless prince is really unexpectedly erudite, and he even knows such remote and unpopular ancient spells." In the dark, suddenly came the empty voice of Fanmo, as if it were close to Jiang Chen's ears, and then suddenly swung away like a swing, silent.

A trace of imperceptible horror flashed in his faceless eyes: "The Fan elder is so bold that he actually practices this most fierce spell in the world."

Fan Mo glanced blankly, and then looked away and stopped talking. Jiang Chen felt that he had opened countless pairs of eyes around him and looked at him coldly and shamelessly, as if he wanted to penetrate him from the outside to the inside.

"The mysterious method of metamorphic remnants?" Shu muttered from the inside of the divine consciousness.

Jiang Chenqi said, "Have you heard of it?"

"There is only a vague impression." Wang Shu said, "According to the previous master, when the heaven and earth of the cloud world first opened and the Liuhe was slightly shaky, the earth was full of strong and fierce wild beasts and monsters, slaughtering and devouring each other. In order to survive, the earliest human beings created a kind of self-abuse of oppression.

The beginning of heaven and earth, the earliest human beings? Jiang Chen can't help thinking about it. If there is a source of life, what will it be? At that source, what is "I"? - An unconscious life mark?

"However, it's strange that the ancient lost magic is unlikely to be recorded as, "How can Wuyan be clear?"

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, and the boy Wuyan hid a lot of secrets. For example, the mysterious mind reading skill makes the soul sword turn into the blood. The idea of birth suddenly came out. Isn't faceless a pure human being? Otherwise, how can he walk freely on the empty island with his magic power?

"The mysterious method of metamorphic remnants?" Yuntian's eyes shone, like lightning cutting through the night sky. "It's the first time I've heard of Yun. I hope the elder will do his best to let Yun have a glimpse of the mystery.

"Please give me some advice." Fanmo's left hand hung in front of his forehead, and the lotus flower was in full bloom. The middle finger is upturned, pointing to the top of the head, full of peaceful and mysterious charm. However, his raised right hand coiled in front of his knees like fierce claws, and his middle finger fell straight down, pointing down, and there was a faint blood light dripping from his fingertips. The whole person seems to be divided into opposite sides of good and evil.

Yuntian walked slowly towards Fanmo.

"The most fierce spell in the world?" Mingyang looked at Wuyan puzzledly and also expressed Jiang Chen's question, "Ever Elder Fan holds the way of peace between heaven and earth. How can you practice this spell?"

Wu Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "When I practiced the mysterious method in the early stage. Hundreds of fierce beasts need to be slaughtered every day and soaked in blood soup to cultivate the innate anger in Dantian. At this time, the practitioners are no different from the brutal beasts. They maintain their intelligence with only a little good knowledge. So as not to become a bloodthirsty madman. The process of cultivation is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be invaded by anger and become a murderer without humanity. Sometimes, practitioners have to mutilate themselves, dig meat and cut their limbs, cut their intestines and stomachs to resist the increasingly fierce anger.

At this time, Fan Mo's eyes slowly oozed out two channels of blood. "Squeaky" and the eyeball will explode automatically. The juice splashed. Then, the face cracked. Muscle rollover is extremely horrible.

"Self-harm?" Jiang Chen stared at Fan Mo and was stunned.

Yuntian's smooth pace suddenly stopped, as if he had been interrupted. He looked at Fan Mo in surprise and suddenly kicked into the air.

The spirit is like sand sinking into the sea, and it can't stir up any waves. Yuntian did not hesitate, and his left leg crossed a series of mysterious circles in the air. One circle made a circle, layer by layer, dazzling.

Yuntian's left foot suddenly fell and finally took a step. When his right foot stepped forward again, he seemed to encounter invisible resistance and stagnated in the air and could not step out at all.

"The magic of Elder Fan is magical!" Yuntian applauded, his toes trembled slightly, swinging a wisp of invisible ripples, radiating outward, looking for the gap of resistance.

"Heaven and earth are bad, and there are no creatures, and the demon lord is naturally difficult to walk." Fanmo's face was silently shattered, leaving only a headless body, and the straight neck cavity was smooth and black, which made people's hair creepy.

The whole void was suddenly shaken, and the ripples from Yuntian were crushed.

Yuntian's face changed slightly, as if suffering from the plague, his right foot retreated, and his figure changed instantly. He withdrew more than ten steps in a row and did not dare to stop at the same place.

Jiang Chen called strange. Fan Mo's self-damaged face actually forced Yun Tian to retreat and couldn't get close to him. I couldn't help smacking: "The mysterious method is simply an incredible evil art."

"This is not an evil art, but a magic that enters evil and comes out good." Wuyan shook her head: "Although practitioners have become fierce and cruel, a little wisdom and kindness is regarded as the seed of spirit, sowing in the heart, growing and resisting evil thoughts. The stronger the anger, the stronger the good knowledge will be. Therefore, in the later stage of the practice of the metaphysical method, it has changed from tyranny to positive harmony. As the practitioner's mana deepens, good knowledge begins to suppress the evil spirit and expel the evil spirit little by little, and the self-damaged limbs will be reborn one by one. It is said that once this method is successful, all the evil spirits will be cleared, and the remnants of the practitioners will be restored intact.

Jiang Chen was slightly shocked: "According to you, Fan Mo is not a natural disability. The loss of his feet is caused by practice?"

"Not bad." Wuyan sighed, "Once his feet are resurgent, it means that the easy-to-shape mysterious method is completely refined, so that he will automatically leave the observation platform and enter the supreme road."

Mingyang Zhenren suddenly said, "In this way, as long as the evil thoughts in Fanmo's heart are brought out, it will make him lose his achievements and difficult to make a great success."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "In this way, Fan Mo will become a bloodthirsty beast, killing creatures, and the reputation of Yunfu Island will be greatly damaged. The head of Ming is easy to calculate!"

Mingyang real person looked leisurely: "I'm just exploring the advantages and disadvantages of skills, and I don't mean anything else. Brother Jiang thinks too much."

A transparent water curtain came out from the sky, allowing the sky to move calmly, and the crystal water curtain lit up. Under the squeeze of the void, the posture of the water curtain changes. The skillful unloading force is like a jade dragon hovering around. Flying in the nines. With a long roar, Yuntian is like a god, controlling the water dragon and rushing to Fanmo with Mo Kepei's momentum.

"Compared with those years in the Lingyin School, Yun's water method has been upgraded to the realm of intention." Mingyang Zhenren exclaimed.

Jiang Chen remembered the appointment at the top of the Forbidden City next year and couldn't help but feel awe-in: "Isn't the head of Ming Dynasty afraid of raising tigers?"

Mingyang Zhenren looked at Jiang Chen: "Yuntian is not a real big trouble."

At this time, the distance between Yuntian and Fanmo kept getting closer.

With a huge earthquake, Fanmo's body suddenly collapsed, and his body collapsed, smashing and flying in the dark. At the same time, there was a fierce roar around, and a huge monster crawled out of the place where Fanmo disappeared.

It is like being put together by the limbs, broken flesh, blood and white bones of countless creatures. Every part of the body of the master's body dances like a demon, emitting a terrible atmosphere of destruction. Facing the water dragon. The monster opened its mouth and swallowed, and the water dragon suddenly disappeared.

Yuntian jumped up, and a dry flower branch appeared in the palm of his hand, pointing at the monster, and the branch bloomed flowers, turning from withered to glory in an instant.

"Heaven and earth are empty. The universe is destroyed, and time no longer exists. How can the demon lord's flower method survive? The voice of Fan Mo sounded in the void. The monster did not dodge. At the moment in the flower branch, the flower branch turned into a piece of dust and dissipated.

Yuntian flew back and retreated while punching the monster. The colorful and dense fist shadow is like a sea tide, rushing endlessly, and the fist opens the mountains and the sea. As heavy as a thousand, the space around it also began to collapse. A glimmer of crack oozed in the darkness.

"The demon master's demon power is really amazing." Fanmo said calmly, "Unfortunately, the stronger you are, the stronger it will be. Because it is a monster created in your heart.

Sure enough, after the monster suffered the fierce waves, its body swelled. Where it climbed, the void also became part of its huge limbs. As the monster pushed towards Yuntian step by step, the latter has less and less space to move. Unless Yuntian is willing to admit defeat and withdraws from Guanyatai with all his strength, there will be more evil than good luck.

"Month Law!" Yuntian suddenly stood still, and a bright moon rose behind him. The golden moonlight is flowing, covering Chudu, changing and clear.

The void echoed with Fanmo's sigh: "Why is the demon master obsessed? The monster in front of you is the destruction of the cloud world. Is this the way of heaven that is pursued wholeheartedly? As long as the demon lord puts down the fighting in his heart, it will naturally disappear, and the people in the cloud world can also be saved.

"Awesome!" Mingyang's real person hit festival praised, "This is the monster created by Fanma with the help of the power of heaven and earth formed by Guanyatai, using Yuntian's Taoist heart. It itself represents the ultimate destruction, so no matter how strong Yuntian's power is and how good the spell is, it can't be defeated.

"Because it is the heart of heaven and earth." Jiang Chen suddenly realized that the most mysterious part of the original metaphysics was to find the flaws of his opponent's Taoist realm, sow and use them, and control his own body in his own way.