was about to arrive at the end of the bridge, the voice of temptation in Lin Dong's mouth came quietly, ringing in his mind, as if he had a cat's claw hidden in his heart, the tickling of his heart was unbearable, and the soft sea breeze was also whispering.

If material satisfaction can make people proud, spiritual satisfaction can make people calm like water, whispering in the wind is like making up for shortcomings, Jing Yao was stunned, and her soul trembled.

It seems to go back to the past to make up for all the mistakes, so that life is no longer full of regrets, and it is like lying on a soft bed, warm and sweet dreams.

Jing Yao immediately became vigilant, and a kind voice gently echoed in the depths of her soul: "You are confused, child. ”

The clouds in the sky have turned red, the sea surface has more white chains of mist, the arch bridge erected by the spell slowly disappears at a variable speed with the naked eye, and the surrounding fog is white, Jing Yao sobered up for a moment, and sacrificed the Jiuyan Immortal Sword and said in a deep voice: "Do it!"

The three dragon eagles threw out the heavy treasure in their hands, turned into a torrent and smashed into the deep sea, the dragon eagle shot out, drove in three directions, tread water without a trace, the dragon walked and the tiger walked, splashed layers of ripples, every step, the body has the sign of dragonization, and when they ran to the sea area in a series of positions, the three-headed hundred-headed dragon roared fiercely.

The unjust souls on the surface of the sea immediately began to move, and the unrivaled power of resentment was like the scorching sun in the sky, and the sea water boiled and evaporated, leaving a hundred undead to fall into the sea one after another.

Jing Yao floated on the surface of the sea, completely ignoring the forbidden space, and at this time she no longer hid her secrets.

The most intense stroke in her life is undoubtedly the three Mahayana monks who lived and died thirty years ago with the Yuanying Great Perfection cultivation, and the most terrifying battle was also the battle of Huangquan thirty years ago.

After going around and around, the most exciting battle was to skillfully fight the six divine dragons, and there were two fierce beasts without regrets.

Cultivating immortals for forty years, Jing Yao has always been weak and strong, and her spirit has already been tempered, but in the deep mountains and deserted villages, cracked and recast, the spirit seed shapes the body, the heavenly bell is over, and the torture is added, although it is a daughter's body, her will is a little harder than that of a male cultivator, and at the same time, she is proficient in illusion, and she thinks that her will cannot be moved.

The indistinguishable soft voice sighed in a trembling voice: "Silly child, Huangliang has a dream for a while, you are lost, the immortal cultivation world does not exist, this is just your whim......"

Jing Yao bit her lip, and the sword rose into the air, the red red clouds were as red as blood, and it was like a three-dimensional landscape painting, with thousands of changes......

The voice of temptation cares and comforts: "You fell asleep, delayed your homework, the teacher is scolding you, ...... you listen"

In the blur, there seemed to be a voice from outside the sky, and the voice sounded strange and familiar: "Are the children in the orphanage as unenterprising as you are? ”

Jing Yao immediately replied: "I didn't sleep, don't wronged me." ”

I couldn't help but feel aggrieved, she was different from ordinary students, in addition to her studies, there were still a lot of manual work waiting for her to do in the orphanage.

She also listened carefully in class, and after class, she had to be busy working, and when she returned to the orphanage, she stayed up at two or three o'clock in the night, and handed in beautiful ornaments in exchange for three meals a day and meager tuition, so that she had time to review her homework.

What's even more sad is to learn from others to fall in love, and I didn't even pull my hands to cross into this cruel world, and I thought about it a little self-defeatingly, my voice suddenly changed, and a lewd voice bewitched: "Girl, your breasts are fake, right? The underwear size is too large...... I have something to give, and your wishes will come true. ”

The national scolding almost blurted out, Jing Yao was stunned again, didn't I fall asleep in class, why did the old nun of the pit father appear?

The upward momentum has slowed down slightly, Jing Yao's own illusion cultivation can be compared to the ancient illusionist, illusion and dream are not much different, if someone wakes you up when you are dreaming, you will also feel that the voice is like an oracle;

The voice of temptation sighed: "That afternoon, you went back to the orphanage to live as usual, because you hated the teacher, you fell asleep in class, and this is what happened later...... Child, it's time for you to wake up, I can empathize with the depression and anger in your heart, but life is like this, no one shelters you from the wind and rain, and the glory of life has always been created by yourself......"

Jing Yao couldn't help it, she tried to raise her head, and the red clouds were divided into three, forming the shape of the Soul Suppression Flag, the Bronze Ding, and the Nine-Story Tower, and the undercurrent of the Nine Heavens was fierce, was it the picture of return behind it?

Jing Yao raised her arm a little spasmodically, why did Huang Quan steal the memories hidden in his heart? If he said that he was powerful and omnipotent, but the teacher's voice was already blurred even himself......

It's like the red Grandpa Mao, no matter where you hide, the shrewd thief can rummage through the room, but if you throw Grandpa Mao into the abandoned trash can, no matter how professional the thief is, he will not think of rummaging in the trash can......

Unless...... What he expounded was the truth, and he didn't cross over, and the idea of seeing too much fantasy made Jing Yao shudder.

She asked sharply, "Who are you, and I don't have your memory?"

The voice of temptation was not angry at all because of Jing Yao's questioning, and said softly in the morning sun: "Everyone has a unique voice deep in their hearts, which relieves itself when you are confused, helpless, and painful...... In fact, only by following the guidance can we get out of the pain. ”

"And how do you guide me?"

"Think deeply, we compare the past to the bruise in the chest, the future is the driving force to move forward, let go of attachment, grasp the present!"

The voice of temptation is followed by good temptation: "Buddhism pays attention to letting go into emptiness, Taoism emphasizes quiet and inaction, to put it bluntly, all problems are chains imposed by themselves, and everyone is moving forward with a heavy load! There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs itself, isn't this a wise saying? Your obsession is the root of suffering. ”

Jing Yao said coldly: "Is it possible that if I kill myself with a horizontal sword, I can return to the real world?"

"Son, you're too prejudiced against me, trying to set a trap for me. The voice of temptation said compassionately: "You are using the argument to overturn my statement, isn't this an extreme? If you don't have it, why should you be obsessed? Listen to your inner voice and come back, this place does not belong to you, your world is ...... on the other side of time and space."

The voice was tirelessly poured, and the Dao Heart Clear Secret was running like electricity, and it was difficult to offset the irresistible sound, Jing Yao gritted her teeth, and almost wanted to move out of Mo Xinyan to resist the temptation of the misty Yellow Spring.

Chiyun fused the three holy weapons, emitting a colorful divine light, and the sound of the void began to stop, but Jing Yao still couldn't help but think in a trance whether he was in a blur of time and space, was it Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or was it appropriate?