The eighth: The Song of Red Blood, the reader is silent and cold
The universe is outside the sky, the heaven and earth world of the masters. As soon as the Emperor of Music stepped in, he was challenged, and the attacks came from all directions, without a trace.
Yao Ruolong said: "Being honest to yourself is just courage, knowing how to persist is more willing to give up." Jin Sheng sighed, sighing out the wound in the heart of the Emperor of Carefree Music.
The Music Emperor fell into an endless abyss full of dangers, coupled with the spiritual offensive on the side of the god Li Zhen, and the song of heavenly mourning added fuel to the disintegration of the music emperor's heart.
The sound sword flew everywhere, and he had to resist Genghis Khan's essence blood arrow, and the music emperor said in his heart: "Could it be the ultimate independent consciousness of the people of ancient China?
The musical realm of the Emperor's high octave and spiritual concentration of the music of the Emperor of Joyful Music was violently raised, the mouth spit vermilion, the blood was sprinkled with sound, and the blood song and blood song of the blood-colored red blood world music rhyme came out.
What kind of martial arts move is this? Zheyin martial arts, spiritual avenue? Reader Mo Qianqiu, who passed by, saw nothing at all outside the universe, leaving a sentence: "I don't understand the world of gods and men, there is no need to understand, I want to fight for a place in the world, just fight for the day and night, learn Xiao Mao's eternal life for too long, and the day and night are too sufficient!"
What are the qualifications for entering the open outer heavens? The gods of desire are very unconvinced, why can they fight for the avenue of the empty realm in the inside, but they can't do it themselves, the literati always despise each other, and the martial artists are easy to disagree with each other, and the more the desire gods think, the more angry they become. The god of desire shouted in his heart, "I don't accept it!"
My name: Hate the sky. Hate time, hate ruthlessness, hate heaven and earth are too stupid, hate all your people outside the sky, desire God changed his name to hate the sky, a hegemonic life penetrated the world, began to grow and thrive, waiting to enter the outer heavens.
Note: This is the old text left over and changed, self-re-study.
When the master met Dazhe, he asked Dazhe where he was going? Dazhe said: Go into the world of your heart and .......... (To be continued......)