Chapter 0310: Resurrection of Snow White 2

With the addition of more than one million scattered cultivation, the Xumi space is much more lively, shining everywhere, connecting the world. But in any case, some forbidden places where idle people can't enter and must kill as soon as they enter are still the same quiet, full of a warm atmosphere, and with a daunting atmosphere.

For example, in a valley stream surrounded by towering trees, this is the case.

The valley is rectangular, and a line of clear stream flows slowly, disappearing into the thick milky aura mist wrapped around it, and is no longer seen. Strangely, in such a beautiful place like a fairyland in the forest, a large area is blooming with a bright red to enchanting flowers. From afar, it looks like a carpet covered with blood, covering the whole sky with a layer of blood-red mist, and as Hao Linger gradually fades away, the fog gradually spreads...

The breeze swept by, and the bloody sky suddenly came to life, like opening a picture scroll by the Wangchuan River.

Like blood, like fire, Hao Linger's beautiful movements are like dancing on the other side of the three-life stone, in the sadness far away from the world. In a trance, it is like the fall of human beings on the verge of death, and forgetfulness, and look forward to being reborn in despair... Confusion, despair, fall, rebirth... All kinds of decisively different emotions, no matter who, as long as they see the flowers on the other side, will emerge spontaneously and quickly intertwined. At this moment, the past and present life Two is one.

This is the only flower on the Wangchuan River, the magic of the flower on the other side, also known as the guiding flower!

In the meantime, a simple long bridge crosses the blood red carpet, and the song of the dead soul floats day and night. At the edge of the rolling pot, the white-haired old woman leisurely picks the flowers on the other side, combines with other spiritual grasses, cooks Meng Po soup slowly, and stares at the coming and going with a smile, all kinds of souls of dead, attentive Handing over a bowl, bowl, and bowl of soup...

The ghost, there is woody, calm, ferocious and fear, but without exception, they are half pushed and half. They pick up Meng Po soup and drink it up. No one can escape. After all, they have to drink a little, not much, just like an extremely accurate atomic clock... No matter how beautiful the previous life is, no matter how much they stay Love, after drinking Meng Po soup, the dead soul will always walk on the bridge without hesitation, walking steadily, not chaotic at all, quiet as a mirror, calm as a mountain...

What remains unchanged is that Meng Po leisurely picked up the soup bowl, and Meng Po leisurely put away the soup bowl...

"If you drink a soup, you will return to Yang, but you will forget the past!" Meng Po seemed to whisper to herself, and her voice sounded like penetrating time and space, thundering in Haoren's ears.

"Is there any way to return the sun without forgetting the past?" Hao people asked piously and seriously, as if involuntarily.

Meng Po said lightly, "Young man, don't be greedy, this is the way!"

"Wrong, this is your way, not mine." Haoren suddenly woke up and replied with a loud smile, "I'm in charge!"

The scenery in front of us suddenly changed, and the scene on the Wangchuan River suddenly disappeared. What reappeared in front of us was the unique Xumi space, which completely belonged to Hao people. The river still flowed, and the bright red carpet continued to extend with the flying dance of Hao Linger. Even the bloody sky was as bright and strange as ever. ...

Gently wipe his forehead, Haoren was stunned and stared at the sweat on the back of his hand for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Sharply feeling the emotional change of Haoren, Hao's stick fell to Haoren like a breeze.

Hao stretched out the back of his hand and said with lingering lingering heart, "Sweat, people like us should not have sweat. Just now, I saw the Wangchuan River. At that moment, I felt the same as the souls of ordinary people. I couldn't help drinking Meng Po soup and being reborn. Awesome, do you think this is true or false?

"Fal, mortals can't enter the underworld." Haobang thought for a moment and said affirmatively, "Heart demon, big boss, you have a heart demon."

Heart demon? Hao people are puzzled.

"Cerivation itself is against the sky, pursuing great freedom, freedom, living with heaven and earth, and competing for glory with the sun and the moon. But on the road of cultivation, there are many difficulties, and the demon is one of the most powerful obstacles. The so-called heart demon comes from hatred, from greed, delusion, obsession, resentment... all these can produce heart demons. Haobang said solemnly: "Heart demons can suddenly or never occur. After being produced, they can be hidden, grow and swallowed, but they are also the most exercise place in cultivation..."

Haoren sneered: "Just now, Meng Po said, 'This is the Tao'. Does that mean that I must abide by the Tao? Otherwise, will Dao eradicate me in various ways? But the question is, if I abide by the Tao and the rules set by others, what's the point of practicing hard?

Of course, Haoren has another sentence that he hasn't said, afraid of hurting Haobang's heart, that is: Haobangbang, Wuji, and Xumi space are all created by Tao! In the thought of Haoren, whether it is infinite, Xumi space or Tao, it is just a tool to achieve the goal.

In a word: Hao people want to use tools instead of being used by tools.

"That's true, but big boss, you can find a way that suits you and doesn't have to follow other people's rules." Hao Bangbang was speechless for a moment and comforted him without nutrition.

"Humph, said, haha, if you can't conquer me from the outside, you will be demoned and want to capture my heart from the inside. Is it possible that I am easy to bully? My obsession is now to resurrect Master Bai Xue and return her favor. Haoren is calm, and his tone is so calm that he is afraid of people. After returning Snow White's favor, from now on, he can be free and do whatever he wants! Therefore, there is absolutely no difference in the resurrection of Snow White.

Glancing at Hao Bangbang, Hao Ren quietly asked, "How's the experiment going?"

Seeing that Hao's face was not good, Hao Bangbang didn't dare to talk nonsense. He said concisely and clearly, "Guzi and I tried on ten traitors. First, we hit until there was only one soul and one soul left, and then gave them the soul tonic elixir, which could recover their memory normally. Unfortunately, they lost their cultivation. If you throw it into the golden light emitted by Hao Linger, you can continue to practice.

"That's good. At that time, just transfer the cultivation to Master Bai Xue and help her restore the peak of the Yuanying period." Haoren immediately took out the jade pendant with Snow White's soul and threw it to Haobang: "You can't do anything with Mu Yuanyuan and Guiguzi to solve this matter. I don't want to go to the underworld to find the dead soul of Master Bai Xue."

"Don't worry." Haobang took over the jade pendant and moved out instantly.

"Linger, that's enough. You don't need to plant so many flowers on the other side." Seeing that after taking advantage of Hao Linger, all the hundreds of miles of land were planted with enchanting flowers on the other side, Haoren rarely got up with good intentions and shouted.

"Good!" Far away, Hao Linger cheered, and a bird threw himself into the forest and rushed to Haoren, just to give him a bear hug.

Haoren was so cold that he quietly avoided it. He let the virgin fragrance brush his nose and smiled and said, "Good boy, go to play with Sister Bai. Brother Hao has something to do."

"Damn!" Seeing that Haoren refused to hug her, Hao Linger pouted her little mouth and moved away angrily and obediently.

Slowly find a place to sit down, Haoren calms down and let his thoughts fly. Think about it, it has been 8 years since this world. Under the oppression of the powerful forces of the enemy, I have been practicing hard and accumulating strength. I have never enjoyed even a little fun of life. It's really boring to go on like this.

Although heroes have suffered many hardships since ancient times, a mortal wants to become a hero of the times, setbacks and hardships, because the difference between heroes and mortals is that heroes seize the opportunity behind adversity in adversity, turn over in a desperate situation and create miracles. And mortals drift with the tide and choose to give up.

Now, the adversity that Hao people need to face is the rule of the world.

Can I break this rule? Are you happy to achieve your own era? Haoren asked himself softly.

Things are man-made, success is also up to people, and failure is also up to people. Losers are not born worse than successful people, but in adversity or desperate situations, successful people stick to one more than losers, take one more step, think more... Anyway, according to the priorities of things, concentrate on doing things one by one.

Go your own way and let others have no way to go! After the calculation was settled, Haoren suddenly became cheerful. Some long-stocked questions were quietly broken like soap bubbles. The paste-like mind was also suddenly clear. A bright road appeared in front of him, leading directly to the sky. On the other side of the sky, it was a brand-new realm and a vast world.

Haoren got up, slowly stretched out his steps, stepped on the bright road, step by step, barefoot, every step is so stable, so accurate... mysterious and mysterious, the aura in his body began to flow, slowly beat according to the pace, and slowly released outside the body, dazzling ten-color aura shines, shining on the world , forming a mysterious trajectory, which faintly affects the power of heaven and earth, and finally forms a resonance.

Every step has the power of a dragon and a tiger.

At every step, there is lightning.

Every step has a great harvest... The cycle is endless and endless!