Chapter 32 What is Heaven?

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After Xu Le offended the love tyran, he did not plan to report to Canghai Xianmen. Now the magic hand master has helped him handle his identity as a miscellaneous disciple, which happened to follow him to the Fenghuo Empire to see.

For those forces that can be with Xianmen, the only thing Xu Le has contact with is Nangong Xiaoxiao, who comes from the Nangong family, which is also a huge family force comparable to Xianmen.

"Brother Xu, who is this female doll?"

"Senior, my disciples come from Jubaomen." Situ Qinglian quickly replied softly.

The magic hand master moved slightly, looked up and down at her, and suddenly smiled and said, "As far as I know, Jubaomen is a powerful force in the Holy Land, and there is no such sect in our secular immortal world. Are you the sinners exiled here by the treasure gate?

Situ Qinglian's face changed sharply, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her delicate body trembled gently.

"Female doll, you don't have to be afraid. There are many practitioners exiled from the Holy Land in my secular immortal world. Some of them have indeed made a big mistake, while some are victims of the fighting among the factions within Xianmen. Since you follow Brother Xu, I can naturally trust your character. Master Magic Hand took a sip of wine and continued, "Why don't you follow us?"

Situ Qinglian stood there hesitating for a moment and then nodded and said, "Everything is at the order of the senior."

"Qinglian, don't stand there. Eat something quickly. Let's leave early when we are full."

After eating, when I came to the empty place outside the town, I saw the magic hand master waved his hand and a streamer from between his fingers. A powerful machine beast appeared in front of the three people. It was a big bird that was ready to fly, enough for three people to ride.

"Good thing." Xu Le's eyes lit up, and he is now very interested in machine beasts. The machine tiger of the love owl is quite powerful and can be deformed. Obviously, it is much higher than the machine bird of the magic hand master.

The magic hand master smiled proudly and said, "This is a gift from the messenger to me. Let you see the speed of this thing today."

Three people entered the inside of the machine beast one after another, which was divided into two parts, one of which were all various machine gears, and the other part was a cushion covered with soft fur, which was used for people to meditation and rest.

Xu Le looked very seriously. The treasures handed down in the soul era are really magical. With some circular gears alone, they can make such a heavy thing as the machine beast fly in mid-air, which is a means of creation.

"Master Magic Hand, what is that for?"

Xu Le refers to a circular disk in the center of the mechanism, with a total of nine card slots, forming a nine-star arrangement.

One way to control the machine beast is manual control, and the other is to be stimulated by energy. Those card slots are used for embedding spiritual stones. The magic hand master reached out and pulled the handle, and the machine beast vibrated violently and flew into the sky. The three people could see that the earth below was retreating rapidly.

Xu Le smirthed his lips. No wonder these organ beasts were only prevalent in the era of soul and Taoism. I'm afraid that only at that time is the spiritual stone is the most worthless thing. A breath of heaven and earth can prolong life.

Now, not to mention nine spiritual stones, even if a spiritual stone appears, it will be bloody.

Flying is boring, and Xu Le began to practice. His soul has been promoted to the late stage of condensation, and his soul power has increased more than tenfold. For the deeper understanding of the 'Thousand Souls of Heart Art' taught by Nangong Xiaoxiao, as soon as he enters the state of emptiness, there is a power gathered in his eyebrows, which is where the spiritual eye he cultivated is.

The spiritual eye is equivalent to a transit station where the soul is connected with the outside world, just like those swords and swordsmanships are condensed through swords and knives.

Xu Le's condensed spiritual eye communication is boundless and bitter, which can see through a person's soul attack trajectory, thus stealing the essence of the other party's skills. Like the swordsmanship performed by the sword Juezi of Xueshan Xianmen, he secretly learned and imitated one or two, and the nihilistic sword wave to Nangong Xiaoxiao was also learned by him.

But these are secondary. What Xu Le is most looking forward to is that after condensing his spiritual eyes, after a period of understanding, he has touched a little skin that condenses the pupils of the kings.

The pupil of the kings is a divine eye. Looking at the world, it is immortal. Once the pupil of the kings becomes, he can perform the 'gazing of God', which may be a supreme skill beyond the supreme skill.

It is learned from the scriptures that those who open the pupils of the kings are equivalent to becoming the supreme of heaven and earth, and can imagine the horror of 'God's gaze'.

However, the conditions for condensing the pupils of the kings are also very harsh. They need to be supported by the wind, burned by fire, quenched by thunder, and the power of the five elements. These four conditions are indispensable.

Xu Le has seen the wind, fire and thunder in the boundless sea of suffering, but he doesn't know what the power of the five elements is. Knowing is one thing, how to use it is the real place of success or failure.

In the boundless sea of bitterness, the wind is 150 meters away, and the swords of the kings stand high. The fog around has disappeared and may be absorbed by the sword body. The simple sword body is completely exposed, and the surface is just a simple stone texture.

Xu Le's mind gradually approached the stone sword. At ten meters away, there was a fluctuation on the sword, which was very soft, like a majestic wind blowing the face, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"I don't know what to do to communicate with Shi Jian. Only by getting him out of the sea of suffering can those disasters reappear. Only then can I have the opportunity to collect three kinds of robbery.

Xu Le's soul power was emitted without any hindrance, but as soon as he came into contact with the stone sword, he saw a figure transformed into a soul will under the shaking of the sword body.

He is a fairy-like person, and the elegant breath on his body does not belong to this ordinary world at all. Xu Le suddenly felt humble like an ant, and had an impulse to kneel down and worship.

"Inheritor, I didn't expect us to meet so soon. My name is 'No', which is the sword soul of the kings. To be more precise, it is a trace of imprint that is about to dissipate under the sword soul. The reason why it can manifest is that it devoured the remnant soul of a fairy not long ago and restored a little strength.

No?

Xu Le's mind passed on a wisp of spiritual fluctuations, "Seniors, what kind of treasure is the sword of the kings? How can it suppress the spiritual suffering meditated by the younger generation?"

"I'm just a sword soul brand, guarding the theological inheritance, and I don't know anything else. Inheritor, from now on, you have to constantly devouring the souls of others to embe the elderly husband. The stronger the old man recovers, the greater the power of the sword of the kings.

"Devour other people's souls?" Xu Le's spirit fluctuated and trembled. This is a means of anti-Heaven and Dali. It is a crooked way to suffer God's punishment.

"Stupid, what is heaven? God is just a being billion times stronger than you. He bound you with rules, so he became the rule above your heads. His anger became a curse in your eyes. Inheritor, you have to abandon that ridiculous idea. Cultivation of immortals is to go against the sky. If we want to live long, we can only step on the sky. Those who have been soared do not really understand the way of heaven, but because their power has been above the sky. The sky can no longer restrain them, so there can only be a soaring channel.

What is the sky? Xu Le has been asking this question since he was sensible, and the answer is that God's will is unpredictable and Tianwei is unpredictable. Heaven, mortal spirits cannot be violated, otherwise they cannot be reincarnated.

How did you know that this 'no' was rebellious and made such shocking remarks.

He said that heaven is just a more powerful life, and the natural spirit is equivalent to the son of heaven. How can the son not disobey his father?

"Inheritor, the way your kings' pupils are condensed is wrong, and there is a lack of power. There are only three kinds of disasters in your meditation, and there is still a lack of the most important five elements. If you want to perfect the pupils of the kings, you must devours the soul of a person with the true body of the five elements.

Xu Le was silent.

"Well, now your mind begins to accept the refining of the wind and understand the mystery of the wind."

After saying 'No', the stone sword rose to the sky, and the boundless sea of suffering reappeared in chaos, just like the end of the world.

hu——

A gust of wind blew, as if there was a sharp knife cutting on the mind, and it was dark in front of his eyes. However, a cool energy wrapped it, and the injury recovered.

Pervert, it's too perverted.

The pain just made him worse than death. It should be the aura in the stone sword that repaired his spiritual injury. As soon as Xu Le's mind recovered, the second gust of wind blew again, and there was no doubt that many cracks appeared on the surface of the mind again.

This is not practice, this is a perverted torture.

After ten life-and-death training, the 'no' disappeared. Before leaving, he told Xu Le that he would often enter the boundless sea of suffering and endure the training of the storm in the future.

Xu Le withdrew from meditation and found that the illusion master and Situ Qinglian were staring at him with big eyes and concern.

"Brother Xu, are you a little eager to achieve your cultivation? The breath from the body just now is a little like going crazy.

Situ Qinglian nodded repeatedly.

Xu Le smiled bitterly, which was a hundred times more painful than going crazy. His mind moved, and his face suddenly stiffened. His mind volume has shrunk to one-fifth of the original, but his soul power is more condensed and invisibly enhanced a little.

"Master Huanshou, don't worry, I just have a little new understanding in the soul path just now."

The magic hand Dazong was relieved, and then said enviously, "Brother Xu's talent is amazing, and he is not as good as his brother. Twenty years ago, I started the soul practice for my brother, but it took me 20 years to practice to reach the peak of the middle of meditation. I don't know when to wait to break through to the late stage of meditation.

Xu Le smiled awkwardly. He has only practiced the soul path for a few months, and he has reached the late stage of concentration. If this truth is told, it is estimated that he will even have the heart to drill the ground.

Bum——

The machine beast suddenly shook and seemed to be attacked.