Hidden Corner

 Chapter 517 517 Facing a

 Mu Sword Sect of the Qing Dynasty, Mu Shen Palace.

 As the highest inheritance place for the entire sword sect, this is also the safest place for the sect.

 The leader of the Sword Sect inherits the name of the sect, and like the Faceless Sword Sect, no matter what his previous name was, he can now be called Qing Mu Zhenren.

From the appearance, he is a tall and thin Taoist with a dark face, covered in a wide blue Taoist robe, and wearing a skull and jade Tai Chi crown.

In the splendid Mu Shen Palace, just sitting cross-legged can make people feel a sense of majesty and solemnity.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　click.

 A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky outside.

That electric light is not blue-violet, but pure white.

Pure white lightning suddenly exploded in the sky without dark clouds, almost splitting the entire blue sky into two, and dyed everything into snow-white for a moment.

 “It starts again”

"This is a fate that you cannot escape from." In the shrine, opposite to the real Qing Mu, the only huge golden statue of more than ten meters high suddenly spoke.

The alloy statue, which is like a Taoist deity, is obviously extremely hard, but its mouth is like a normal person, like a living thing.

 “Again and again. I’m tired of it.” Master Qing Mu sighed.

"But you can't get rid of it," said the statue.

"Maybe the Demon Emperor has a way. This time, according to their plan, maybe they can succeed." Master Qing Mu flipped his fingers and gently turned a string of sandalwood beads placed in front of him.

"It's useless no matter how we change it, we can't get rid of our destined fate. There's no way to break free from the bondage. The only thing we can do is to extend it." The statue sighed.

"I understand, but as long as we can weaken Huo Qingkong a little, we may finally see a glimmer of hope." Master Qing Mu said in a deep voice.

"He is the original body, the only one who is immortal. No matter how he is killed, he will keep reappearing in different ways. And the next time will be even more cruel and violent. It is meaningless for you to do this." The statue said in a low voice.

 “Yes. It’s pointless just lingering for a while,” Qing Mu sighed.

  He and the statue still have a trace of their previous memories, not much, but enough to let them know Huo Qingkong's ultimate form in the future.

Such a form of terror is the root of destroying everything and the root of restarting everything.

 “That’s it. The fate is so destiny that it cannot be changed.” The voice of the statue gradually weakened and stopped making any sound.

 There was a flash of light and shadow in a trance.

It seemed to have suddenly turned into a truly dead thing, and the lips seemed to have never opened or closed.

Zhenren Qingmu was left sitting cross-legged quietly, as motionless as a dead tree.

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 The Gate of Time.

 The top of the snow mountain.

Teacher Qingyang Zhenren quietly looked at the vast snow-capped mountains in the distance.

“It’s that time again.” She sighed softly.

She also saw the scene of pale lightning streaking across the sky.

"If this is the destiny, I will accept it as it is meaningless to resist." The direction she was looking at was clearly that of the Faceless Sword Sect.

　　唰.

 A vague old Taoist figure suddenly appeared out of thin air a few meters behind her.

The humanoid body is covered with a strange Taoist robe full of human faces. It is clearly the Holy Spirit Taoist who should be meditating in the Faceless Hall.

"How can you know whether we can escape without trying?" the Holy Spirit said solemnly.

"You used him as the basis, even changed the name of the technique, and built a huge sect out of thin air, using this to connect his mind and cultivate his good thoughts. Now as long as good and evil blend together, and good thoughts dilute evil thoughts, maybe everything can be improved. But Have you ever thought about it. If it fails, your kind thoughts will also turn into help." Master Qingyang said worriedly.

"It's nothing more than death." Holy Spirit Taoist said calmly.

"Death and death are also different. Maybe next time, you will have no memory echo." Qingyang said.

"Isn't it good to be like Yu Heng? Sometimes not knowing anything is actually a kind of happiness." The Holy Spirit was still calm.

 He has tried his best.

Faceless Scholar, this world-destroying monster who was once extremely evil, brutally destroying all things, and only had extreme pure malice, is now guided by him step by step to have good thoughts, and even now, there is a slight chance of success.

 If he can achieve this, no one can say that he is not good at it.

“Mingling good and evil in advance, if we successfully dilute the extreme evil, perhaps everything will be able to extend the time limit. Therefore, we can only hope that the Demon Emperor succeeds.” He pinched his beard, looked at the distant sky with Qingyang, and fell into silence.

 This is a play, a play that everyone is careful about. There may be life and death, but it is only a matter of time.

Those who woke up earlier looked at those who were still sinking. No matter how much they sighed or stretched out their hands, they could not change their final destiny.

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 Sea of ​​black mist.

In the area where Li Chengyi is located, the black crack has expanded from a few meters high to more than ten meters high.

The rainbow-like flower light belt penetrated deeply into the depths of the crack, constantly pulling something out from it.

The light belt continued to show cracks, but they were quickly repaired by the flower energy released from Li Chengyi's body.

 This is a wrestling match.

 The flowers of evil are constantly emerging from the cracks, trying to pull the past back together.

But countless hatred, pain, madness, and violence are desperately trying to stop it, preventing the terrifying existence that has massacred countless dead ends from coming again.

 In the Yuan Shen Sword Palace.

Li Chengyi held a black book in his hand, and his aura was rising rapidly.

This kind of improvement is quite strange. It is obvious that his original cultivation speed should be one seal per year, and the improvement will be slower as he reaches the later stage.

 The Holy Spirit Technique and the Faceless Sword Technique both start to condense the Yuan Seal at the fourth level, especially the Seven Mind Holy Spirit Technique. It is still necessary to find the Holy Infant and determine the righteousness corresponding to evil in order to reverse the backlash. This speed is even slower.

 But at this time, under the passive influence of the doubled snow lotus flower language, his perception increased much faster than before.

 ‘Simply improving one’s understanding can have such a strong effect? ’ Li Chengyi didn’t believe it. Even if the understanding is doubled again, cultivation needs to be accumulated bit by bit. It relies on the body's recovery power and the accumulation of time, absorbing the essence of the outside world and slowly condensing it.

 He put down the black book, looked around, and was suddenly startled.

The entire Sword Palace seemed to turn into pure silver, and at some point, silver flowers bloomed everywhere in the corners.

The clusters of silver flowers are like wind chimes, swaying slightly and ringing gently in the wind.

Li Chengyi stood up and walked gently down the steps. Densely dense silvery flowers grew beside the steps. As he walked through the breeze, these small flowers also made sounds like wind chimes.

Walking to the center of the palace, Li Chengyi suddenly raised his head and saw a big hole in the dome above him.

 A ray of snow-white moonlight shone down and fell on him.

 The moonlight was like sand, flying down and weaving into a wide white cloak behind him.

The silver patterns on the cloak light up and go out, as if they contain all the patterns of twelve kinds of flowers.

 The cloak fell to the ground, dragging on the ground, and a golden edge appeared on the edge as the end.

Li Chengyi's wisteria flower-scaled suit and helmet suddenly spread apart, revealing his original face.

 He raised his head and looked forward, looking at the gate of Yuan Shen Sword Palace.

 The door slowly opened, and countless complicated and extremely gorgeous silver patterns spread from outside the door, along the ground, walls, and ceilings, quickly transforming the original simple palace into a luxurious, ancient, exquisite and delicate temple with twelve floral patterns.

The spreading silver pattern, like the foam of ocean waves, slowly but surely passed by Li Chengyi’s feet.

The foam stained Li Chengyi's purple flower-scale clothing and leg armor, like dye, turning the hard armor of the flower-scale clothing into silver starting from the toes and going up.

　　唰.

Silver color completely dyed Li Chengyi's whole body, and also untied his long hair, flying back.

 The long black hair turned into silver and spread behind her with the cloak.

Li Chengyi seemed unaware, raised his feet and walked towards the door step by step.

 He could feel something calling, stretching out its only arm toward him in the endless darkness outside the door.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ha

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ha

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ha

Huh.

 A gust of wind blew from outside the door.

The wind carried countless shrill and unpleasant howls of pain, and the hatred in the voice was as real as substance.

 But at the same time, all the silver flowers in the palace swayed gently in the wind, turning these unpleasant noises into thick and majestic music.

Countless pains and howls seemed to turn into countless accompaniments, as if they were celebrating and cheering for the reappearance of the new king.

 The faint fragrance of flowers gradually appeared in the strong wind.

 Twelve kinds of floral fragrances are blended into one, turning into a wonderful fragrance that is strong but not sweet.

Li Chengyi moved forward step by step. When he was three steps away from the gate, he stopped.

 It’s not that he doesn’t want to continue, it’s that he can’t continue.

In front of him, there seemed to be a wall, extremely hard, preventing him from moving forward.

 Looking down, he saw a line of text slowly emerging on the ground.

 ‘All things are evil. Only extreme evil can give birth to the most extreme beauty. ’

 ‘Only by enduring extreme evil can the original soil be expanded and the most beautiful flowers can be produced. are you ready? ’

Who left the words?

Li Chengyi had thoughts flashing in his mind, but he had reached this point. No matter what happened, he would definitely go down.

 Perhaps it was a message from the previous Flower Emperor.

 As for preparation.

 ‘I never hesitated from the beginning. ’ Li Chengyi’s eyes calmed down and he took another step forward.

　　　hiss.

That line of text immediately turned into ashes and disappeared.

 With no obstacle in front of him, he left the gate alone and walked out of the Sword Palace.

Outside the door, a blurry pure white thick armor was slowly approaching from a dark distance.

It wears an extremely gorgeous and majestic crown. The pure white spikes on the crown curve back and extend, turning into densely packed slender horns, braided into a thick long braid, hanging behind its back.

Between the eyebrows of the crown, a little silver light shines brightly, which is the only light in the entire armor.

 Li Chengyi raised his head and looked at it.

The whole body of the armor is slender and well-proportioned, and there are straight white wings behind it like dragonflies.

 A somewhat incomplete huge white disk floated behind it, with twelve flower **** grids vaguely visible on it.

 The disc was large enough to cover almost the entire body of the armor. It rotated slowly in the darkness, making an overwhelming crackling noise.

 In the darkness, the armor slowly raised his hand and reached out to him.

Li Chengyi also raised his hand, corresponding to the hand facing him.

 The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer little by little.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 simultaneously!

 Outside, in the sea of ​​black mist.

On the island of origin where Li Chengyi was located, a circle of invisible waves suddenly spread.

That fluctuation is not in the real space and does not belong to any substantial physical ripple, let alone an idea or a spirit.

 No one noticed.

The speed of the ripples is extremely fast, far exceeding the speed of sound by dozens of times and equivalent to the speed of light. In the blink of an eye, it spans the entire sea of ​​black mist and continues to spread towards Panguang and other distant lands.

 After the ripples, everything seems to have remained unchanged and nothing happened.

 But in the sea of ​​black fog closest to Li Chengyi, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the thick black fog is gradually becoming darker.

The sunlight that could still penetrate part of the building could no longer penetrate and illuminate the interior under the thicker black fog.

 (End of this chapter)