In terms of the tenacity of will, Su Fu is confident that he will not lose to anyone. But there is something in this world that the will cannot control, and that is death itself.

After decades of entering the Tao, countless times he has wandered on the edge of life and death, but it is only wandering, not real death. Of course, Su Fu really died once, so he came to this world.

Therefore, he is different from Du Bangtian, he has already realized that death is the beginning of life, plus the "Taixuan Sutra", he does not have too much awe and fear of death itself.

However, it is one thing not to be afraid, and quite another to be absent.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of what would happen to his loved ones and his subordinates who trusted and supported him after death. Will they be in pain, will they be able to face the world without him?

The deeper the traces under the imprint of this world, the more difficult it is to let go.

This time, Su Fu really felt that he was standing in front of the gate to "death", and half of his foot had already stepped over.

In this uncontrollable process, the emptiness in the heart is completely chaotic. Su Fu tried to sever the connection between consciousness and the Dharma body, so as to break free from the grip of demonic power. But I tried many times, but it didn't work. Fang Cun's spiritual platform began to disintegrate, and his consciousness began to blur.

Everything that you have, the Dharmakaya, the Dao Foundation, the cultivation, the self, the memory, the faith...... There are so many, so many, all of them are slowly decomposing into the most primitive essence element, which is devoured by Li Yuanyou.

This process is also gradually eating away at the heart, and at the bottom of the heart is the fear of losing everything, and on the other hand, the confusion of life and the confusion of death, as if all this has become indifferent.

Whether it is life or death, it is the destination of living beings.

Su Tong's anxiety could no longer be conveyed, and she couldn't even get out of the void in her heart, because any action she did had to be approved by the host.

"Because of love, there is worry, because of love, because of love, if you can leave love, there is no fear. ”

......

More than 10,000 miles away, the doppelganger, who had only been in retreat for less than two hours, suddenly opened his eyes and said in disbelief: "The main body is dying out?

"This feeling is so strong, it should not be far away......," he thought and stood up, muttering to himself, "That being said, if the body doesn't take the initiative to respond, the difficulty of finding him will increase exponentially, and it will definitely be too late!"

"The question is, how can the main body be near the left? Could it be that he is also looking for Xiao Yuan?"

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "At this time, the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce should be almost over or has already ended, and my movement body must have learned from Senior Brother Changfeng." Since I'm here, there's no need for him to come......"

He paced in place, working hard for a moment, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: "There was a method for the Nine Lives before, which could be located by the spirit and find the location of the body. I wonder if the Xuan Ling Yin is feasible?

- Let's give it a try!"

He had seen that method in the classics, and it was not difficult, but it was more bloody.

First, he cut a cut in his wrist and let the blood flow, waiting for a slight dizziness in his skull to stop the wound. The blood did not hit the ground, but hovered in front of him.

"The bloodline returns to the sect, and the spirit and spirit are united...... "He pinched a seal,

The original spell was "Spirit", a secret technique devised by a monk for his demon slave to facilitate contact in the event of separation.

In Su Fu's opinion, there must be some kind of connection between the doppelganger and the body, and it is likely to be related to the split of the soul, just like the spirit of the demon clan.

Neither a man nor a monk can divide the soul into several parts. The reason why the clone still thinks like this is because Su Fu has cultivated the "Demon Refining Sutra", and there must be an inexplicable connection between them.

As soon as the spell and seal came out, the blood suspended in front of him began to change, and soon it became a mist.

This abnormality made Su Fu stunned, and there was a kind of surprise that the blind cat met the dead mouse.

"What's next? I can't think of it......" After the surprise, a basin of cold water poured from head to foot.

At this critical time, I actually forgot the next steps.

If it were the ontology, this would never have happened. From this point of view, the ontology's memory is very amazing, and it is not at the same level as Sun Zhongmou.

Thinking of this, he frowned a little distressedly: "I originally thought that I was also Su Fu, but in this way, I am actually Sun Zhongmou!"

"At this time, the soul is out of the body, and the spell can be completed......" At this moment, a voice came from his ear.

In this blessed land that is rare in the world, there is still a person hidden in the lair of the Demon Lord of the Filthy Abyss, and he actually has no sense?

Su Fu fell into an ice cave, and subconsciously followed the prestige.

......

Su Fu's ears suddenly whispered, and the last remaining bit of sanity made him barely open his eyes, and what greeted him was a woman in a snow-white palace dress, with a flawless face that was so indifferent;

"Pathetic people will use revenge as the source of motivation for survival. ”

At this moment, her voice was clearly imprinted in her heart, and Su Fu's spirit couldn't help but be shocked, but soon she was stunned again.

This is the day when the Su Mansion was destroyed?

He subconsciously looked around, the corpses lying in pools of blood and the screams still echoing in his ears, telling him unmistakably that this was his former home.

Ironically, the sun shone brightly, as always, without any concern for the feelings of the survivors.

Morning light is the most popular because the beginning is always the best. But the light sprinkled on Su Fu's body, making him feel irritated for no reason.

"Why should this palace help you?" said the woman in palace clothes coldly.

Only then did Su Fu raise his head and look at her carefully: "Why did you think of a real person before you died?" ”

"What are you talking nonsense?" The woman in the palace costume is indeed Ye Xuanji's appearance, but there is a deviation from her memory. In memory, although Ye Xuanji also looked indifferent, they had known each other before, so it was just a pretended indifference after sealing his memory, which was completely different from Ye Xuanji at this moment.

"If it's a flashback, it's weird. At this time, because of this strangeness, it helped Su Fu's mind pull out of the chaos, and he was finally able to calm down and think.

"No, it's not right...... his heart suddenly shook, "You, you're not Ye Xuanji?"

"How can a mere mortal know the name of this palace?" Ye Xuanji's indifferent expression finally disintegrated a little, with a little suspicion and scrutiny.

"Are you Ye Xuanji?" Su Fu shook his head, "No, it's still not right......"

He subconsciously stood up: "What is wrong...... What's wrong......"

Suddenly, there was a "boom" in his head, he raised his arm to look at it, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "It turns out that this kind of trick is played!"