The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Snapped--

The black and white mask shattered.

The face was exposed in the darkness.

Li Changxiao's long hair was flying and his eyes were shining with golden light. If someone stood next to him at this moment and looked closely at his eyes, they would be able to see countless golden lines flowing deep in his eyes.

The body is filled with an extremely powerful force.

Along with mysterious sounds, the Wanji Buddha relics were purified by secret methods.

He finally felt the mystery of this mysterious sound.

No wonder every mysterious sound is a luxury that cannot be obtained.

It is of great help to all aspects of spiritual practice. Every time you gain a path, it is a powerful asset. It can strengthen your physical constitution, increase your understanding, and make you closer to the Dharma. It can also defend against enemies and prevent evil spirits from invading...

One... Two...

In just a dozen breaths, dozens of paths had been purified.

If you absorb it now.

I’m afraid that the talent for cultivation and the understanding will also be greatly improved, right?

Li Changxiao thought about this and shook his head to deny it.

If it were an ordinary person.

These profound sounds are enough for him to make the leap to the dragon gate. Even if his innate talent is low, he can be ranked among geniuses and be qualified to compete with the geniuses.

But for myself...

I'm afraid it's useless.

After practicing for such a long time and with such a large world, there are actually quite a few treasures that can improve one's talents.

Li Changxiao was a common man who had fought for some powerful forces and in return had obtained some treasures and pills that could improve his talents, but after taking them, there was no change.

He was destined to walk slowly.

You will gain eternal life.

I no longer dared to ask for talent.

Soon, hundreds of mysterious sounds were purified.

"Boom..."

At this time.

His mirror vibrated because of it.

A rhythm of cause and effect turned into ripples, spreading out in all directions.

It was Wuqing who controlled his Mirror of Cause and activated some kind of magic!

A golden light flashed in Li Changxiao's eyes.

He slowly opened his mouth.

In the dream space, he opened a jar of completely purified Xuanyin.

Force it out of the body and rush towards his Mirror of Cause!

……

He therefore looked into the mirror.

Mu Qin's whole body was entangled in the threads of cause and effect.

She frowned.

She struggled hard, but it was useless. Her Taoist robe was cut by the lines of cause and effect, and blood flowed down along the lines of cause and effect drop by drop.

On the other hand, Wuqing.

The situation is actually not that good.

Therefore, the mirror was not his from the beginning to the end. It is imaginable how much it would cost him to use this magic to strangle such a powerful opponent.

Just when the two were in a stalemate.

Sudden.

Mysterious sounds came from the outside world!

Hundreds of mysterious sounds came like a torrent, carrying with them a mighty aura that had the effect of suppressing evil spirits!

The mysterious sound poured into his mirror.

The mysterious melody spread throughout the space.

This one was the mysterious sound of great opportunity, and at this moment, hundreds of them came all at once.

The power can be imagined.

And Wuqing fell into the evil path because he was restrained by this mysterious sound.

So he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

His breath suddenly became weak.

The profound sound penetrated into his ears and reverberated in his body. In just that instant, his internal organs suffered severe damage.

The strange and mysterious sound is beneficial to him but harmful to ordinary cultivators.

on the contrary.

Normal Xuanyin is harmful to him, but it is very beneficial to ordinary cultivators.

now.

Not only did the mysterious sound penetrate into his body.

There were also a lot of mysterious sounds that flowed into Mu Qin's ears. The golden light in her eyes increased, and her aura became even stronger.

"call out!"

Finally, Wuqing couldn't bear it anymore, and his connection with the Yinzhi Mirror was completely severed.

A mysterious force bounced the two out of the space in the mirror.

The lines of cause and effect on Mu Qin's body turned into starlight and dissipated. Her body was covered with scars and exposed to the air. She was half bloody, and blood was dripping down her body.

Wu Qing had run out of tricks. His already aged body had suffered such a severe blow and was not far from death. He howled in pain as the mighty and orthodox mysterious sounds continued to flow into his body.

Mu Qin was a ruthless person who would rather take action than speak. She pinched her fingers together, swept her whisk, and the thread of the Great Dao killed Wuqing in an instant.

This dangerous encounter ended here.

The lingering mysterious sound in the air slowly flowed into her body. Her eyes were full of surprise. Without the help of this mysterious sound, it would be hard to say who would live and who would die.

After Wuqing's death, his body decayed at an extremely fast rate.

Mu Qin clearly got the incense knowledge she wanted.

But my mood has never been heavier.

That scene of cause and effect lingered in her mind.

All kinds of emotions are weighing on my heart.

A ball of spiritual fire rose from her palm and burned Wuqing to ashes. After doing this, she sat cross-legged on the ground, palms facing the sky, healing the injuries on her body.

This battle took a heavy toll on her.

His cultivation was already shaky and was about to fall to the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm.

Fortunately, Xuanyin entered her body and restored her blood.

……

Outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Si Nian saw that the earthquake was gradually subsiding and knew that the battle below had been decided. He felt that it must be his master who won and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, just wait quietly.

Li Tianyu's eyes flashed slightly as he observed the changes in Buddha City.

These days.

Among the thirteen temples, seven were captured and occupied. The Qizong Temple, one of the three major sects, has now changed hands.

The consequences of this collapse of faith are very serious.

However...recently, the situation has undergone some subtle changes.

It seems that the leader of the uprising does not intend to overthrow the Buddhist city in one fell swoop, and has recently held negotiations with the remaining major temples on many occasions.

A new ruler has taken office.

……

Mu Qin opened her eyes.

All his cultivation was once again sealed tightly within his body.

She took a look at the "Mirror of He Yin" and had no desire to take it. This mirror was the best preserved magic weapon she had ever seen.

The spiritual energy has been exhausted for more than three hundred years, and people have been constantly using their own spiritual energy to nourish this thing.

She guessed it was the incense Buddha Wuqing who had just died in her hands.

As for why Wuqing did this, she didn't think about it anymore, and she was too lazy to think about it. Her heart was very confused at the moment, more confused than ever before.

She felt confused.

Where should I go from here?

now.

A white jade bridge appeared before her eyes.

Her eyes crossed the bridge and fell on the dark passage on the other side.

She could feel that the mysterious sound that saved her life came from there.

She looked calm.

Facing each other across the bridge.

You can even guess who did it.

The White Jade Bridge is as white as jade, with rays of sunlight flowing through it, but there is a line of footprints left on the bridge.

By the time I got here, I had almost visited all the Eighteen Hells.

Besides her, there was only one other person left.

No need to guess.

"The Bridge of Conscience?" She looked at the white jade bridge with a complicated expression.

Just when I was feeling troubled, I came across the Bridge of Conscience.

Is it God's will?

Thinking of this, she took a step forward without hesitation.