"The statue of Xianjun?"
"There is still a wisp of will in the statue of my Lord. If you get the approval of my Lord, you can learn the truth."
"In this way, the younger generation will break through this reincarnation peak."
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, lifted his breath and jumped out of the boat. He slowly came to the next step of reincarnation along a blue stone path.
"The reincarnation stage has 108th floors, and you have strong luck. You have to experience at least dozens or hundreds of reincarnations. Therefore, for you, the reincarnation stage can be described as one stage by one. You have to be careful."
Old Ming warned.
"One order and one cycle?"
Yang Xuan''s face changed greatly. He used to be very happy about his strong luck. He always turned good luck in case of danger, but after hearing Ming Lao''s words, he found that sometimes it''s not a good thing to have too strong luck.
"On the reincarnation stage, there are six round trips. Ghosts and gods avoid retreat. I have to hide with my baby and Xiaoyun to avoid being involved. Therefore, your boy can only fight alone."
The purgatory boy added the flying boat into the inner space of the purgatory sword.
Yang Xuan didn''t speak. He looked up at the reincarnation stage, and then turned his eyes to the flowers and trees on one side of the reincarnation stage.
As time goes by, flowers, plants and trees decline and regenerate, and then decline again. They are reincarnating one by one, as if there is no end.
Yang Xuan just looked at it and didn''t move. He didn''t step on the reincarnation stage for a long time.
Gradually, he closed his eyes and put aside his thoughts. A spiritual idea poured out of his eyebrows, turned into countless strands, and walked through the flowers and trees.
At first, the flowers were in full bloom and the green leaves were stained. He felt a kind of joy.
Then, the flowers withered and the trees withered, and he felt a kind of sadness.
……
As time slowly passed, Yang Xuan sometimes felt happy and sometimes sad. The two emotions appeared alternately in his heart, never ending, making him dizzy, swollen, almost crazy, and his face became ferocious and distorted.
"This boy..."
Old man Ming''s face changed and hesitated to save him, but he thought about it, because since his master set three levels, it was a test.
For Yang Xuan, the current situation is also a test. If he can''t get rid of it, he will die if he dies. He can''t blame anyone.
"I hope you can succeed."
Old Ming sighed and sat down in the bow again.
At the same time, Yang Xuan''s state is getting worse and worse. Not only his expression is terrible, but also a few strands of red blood overflow from the corners of his mouth.
He wanted to feel the joys and sorrows of flowers and trees. Unexpectedly, he fell into it all at once, as if he had become flowers and trees, which was difficult to extricate himself from countless declines and rebirth.
"No, if it goes on like this, I''ll be in danger."
I don''t know how long it has passed. Yang Xuan woke up in vain. He was in a big cold sweat all over his body. The whole person was as embarrassed as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Hoo Hoo!
He opened his mouth, breathed heavily and said to himself, "since I''ve broken free, I''ll do it again. I''m bound to break free this time."
"Yes, I''m Yang Xuan. I''m more determined than iron. Nothing scares me and nothing can get me."
When Yang Xuan bit his silver teeth, he released his spiritual thoughts again and shuttled through the flowers and trees.
This time he was prepared to concentrate at the first time and force himself to maintain a calm heart.
For such a long time, the bottom of his heart became extremely ethereal. Although his spiritual ideas were integrated into the flowers and trees, he was still unmoved, no sorrow or joy.
"Release your own spiritual thoughts, carefully understand the emotions of flowers, plants and trees, bear their reincarnation again and again, and finally can not be affected by them."
Old Ming''s heart fluctuated and sighed, "this son has a strong will. I''m afraid he''s no less than my lord when he was young. No wonder he can complete a detachment so quickly."
Martial arts practitioners practice for detachment. Only by detachment again and again can they be immortal.
Boom!
Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled, and a spirit of heaven and earth, thick but not scattered, with unparalleled spirit, was like the tide of mountains, rivers and rivers, surging down from the sky, penetrating the top into Yang Xuan''s body, quenching his spirit.
"One detachment, one creation. From then on, this son''s talent and understanding are bound to increase greatly."
Old Ming sighed that the so-called detachment is to surpass his own bearing limit and reach the highest state of mind of "no self".
……
Under the reincarnation stage, Yang Xuan stood alone, his eyes closed and his face expressionless.
Even if the magnificent spirit of heaven and earth poured into his body and constantly quenched his spirit, he didn''t feel anything. His body and mind were in a mysterious and wonderful state.
This is no self. If you forget yourself, how can you feel anything else?
At this moment, his whole person seemed to become air and completely integrated into the nature of heaven and earth. With such tea Kung Fu, his body shook violently and suddenly woke up.
"What happened?"
Yang Xuanmu was stunned. He didn''t know what was going on.
"Good good!!!"
Old Ming gets up and caresses his palm.
"Old man Ming, what did you just say?"
Yang Xuan asked.
"You just entered the realm of no self. Only without me can you escape."
Old Ming said.
Yang Xuan listened to the clouds and fog. He carefully examined it and impressively found that his divine soul was more transparent and glittering white light. Even the refining array suspended on the divine soul became clear and blooming.
"The spirit is growing again, and the refining array seems to be stronger. Is this the legendary extreme sublimation?"
Yang Xuan was surprised and pleased.
"Yes, a detachment is essentially a sublimation of the utmost, which is of great benefit to your future practice."
Old Ming smiled and said, "I am more and more optimistic about you now. You are the second person who is expected to climb the reincarnation peak since ancient times."
"Second?"
Yang Xuan was stunned.
"Ha ha, the first person to climb the reincarnation peak is me."
Ming always laughs.
"Old Ming is powerful. I admire him."
Yang Xuan also smiled. Being able to climb the reincarnation peak means that he has passed the reincarnation stage. The old man''s will is a little terrible.
"You don''t have to compliment me, my will is strong, but it''s far less than you. Besides, I''m not as lucky as you, and I haven''t experienced many reincarnations."
Old Ming lost his smile, waved and said, "go. Now it''s time to break through, and I''ll look at you here. I hope you can climb the reincarnation peak in one fell swoop."
"I will live up to the expectations of my predecessors."
Yang Xuan arched his hands and looked up at the reincarnation steps in front of him.
The reincarnation stage is made of white ancient jade, with a total of 108 layers.
In other words, this is one thousand and eight reincarnations. Of course, how many people in the world have experienced so many reincarnations?
If it does exist, its luck will be a little against the sky.
"Since my debut, I have always saved myself from disaster and found some treasures from time to time. It can be seen that my luck is very strong, but I don''t know how many reincarnations I will experience."
"A reincarnation, a world, an identity, I don''t know whether it''s a man or a woman, a man or a beast..."
"No matter how many times of reincarnation, my name is Yang Xuan. I only want this life and fight for one life. In this life, I will be extremely Ling. If the gods and Demons want to press me, I will cut off the gods and destroy the demons..."
Yang Xuan whispered a few words, and then solemnly made a great wish. His voice was not loud, but clearly echoed between heaven and earth, which moved Ming and Lao.
At that moment, he had a faint illusion that the young man was a demon God who stood proudly in the world. Around him, there were millions of corpses, rivers of blood, ghosts crying and wolves howling, just like an endless Shura field.
"What''s going on?"
Old Ming trembled all over and even had an impulse to kneel down and worship.
Yang Xuan didn''t know what old Ming was thinking. He adjusted his breathing, resolutely raised his steps and stepped onto the first level of reincarnation.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the mountains and rivers faded and the universe reversed. On the first level of reincarnation stage, a strong breath suddenly burst out.
Yang Xuan was shocked all over and his spirit came out of his body. In an instant, he was rolled by this breath and disappeared into a swirling white channel, completely disappeared.
……
Shenwu mainland, Star Island.
"Wow..."
In a spacious room, with a loud cry, a baby boy croaked to the ground.
"Yes, yes, I''m Yang Tian''s father..."
Outside the room, a young man was dancing and ecstatic. It was Yang Xuan''s father, Yang Tian.
"Congratulations, master. He''s a fat boy."
Just then, the door opened with a squeak, and a middle-aged woman dressed as a midwife ran out with sweat all over her head.
"Congratulations, little Lord."
Yang Fu was equally excited and congratulated Yang Tian beside him.
"Ha ha..."
Yang Tian scratched his head and giggled a few times. Then he thought of something and hurriedly asked, "what about the little mistress, but it''s ok?"
"It''s OK, but I''m a little empty because I''m hurt and I just gave birth to a young master."
The middle-aged woman replied respectfully.
"That''s good."
Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the room with an arrow step.
"Qian''er, it''s hard for you."
Yang Tian kept walking all the way to the innermost bed and looked at the woman on the bed with compassion.
The woman is about 20 years old. Her facial features are exquisite, her hair is like a waterfall, and her graceful posture is wrapped in a plain white skirt. The beauty is suffocating.
However, at the moment, her face was unusually pale, not much blood, which was distressing.
Needless to say, the woman is Yang Xuan''s mother he Lianqian.
"Tianlang, bring the child to me quickly and let me have a look."
He Lianqian gave a soft call and tried to hold up.
"Don''t move. Your injury hasn''t completely healed. Just now you gave birth to lin''er for me. I''m going to bring our child to you."
Yang Tian reached out and pressed he Lianqian who wanted to get up. Then he took two steps and gently picked up the baby boy in the cradle not far away.
"Yiya!"
The baby boy waved two fleshy hands and didn''t know what to say. He immediately made Yang Tian laugh.