From time to time, a pool of blood appeared in the purple and gold "Earth", which was the residual blood splashed from the wound.


    Even if xuanque falls for a long time, most of the blood essence and energy in the corpse will be removed.


    However, the breath of the power of Qi and blood on it is still like a burning furnace. It is vigorous and hot, so Mo Yang has to use cultivation to resist it.


    Mo Yang stood at the edge of the Tiankeng. His powerful divine consciousness covered a hundred miles. He carefully scanned the whole Tiankeng, looking for the opportunity to attract and destroy black chess.


    But he searched for a quarter of an hour and scanned every inch of space inside and outside the Tiankeng, but he still couldn''t find it.


    Mo Yang frowned slightly, thought for a moment in his heart, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and the destruction black chess with black luster came out of the sea and suspended above his head.


    The moment black chess appeared, an artistic conception that seemed to destroy all things in heaven and earth shrouded the area, dimly weakening the majesty emitted by the corpses by a few points.


    Mo Yang sank into the black chess of destruction and wanted to find out the connection he had sensed before again, so as to find the opportunity.


    With the range of destroying black chess, his soul perception ability suddenly increased several times.


    This time, he clearly felt a familiar and obscure breath, which was similar to and a little different from the profound meaning of destruction.


    Mo Yang''s body moved and crossed more than ten feet in one step. After a while, he entered the Tiankeng, which is comparable to the magic power of shrinking to an inch.


    In the Tiankeng, the scorched flesh and blood is like a ten thousand foot cliff, deep and bottomless. Purple and gold lines that fit the way of space are everywhere, and the faint rhyme is diffuse. However, it is not the destination of Mo Yang''s trip.


    Mo Yang''s figure appeared somewhere in the Tiankeng, and his eyes fell on a chaotic color God pattern about ten feet long, which was different from the purple and gold pattern, from which he felt the faint breath.


    Gods are self obscuring!


    If it weren''t for the existence of destruction black chess, maybe Mo Yang couldn''t find this chaotic color divine pattern at all.


    Because the breath of this divine pattern is completely covered by the Qi and blood breath and authority of the corpse itself. If you don''t come here in person, the divine consciousness of any warrior will not be found.


    "Is that it?"


    Mo Yang carefully observed the surrounding environment to prevent sneak attacks similar to blood beasts and resentful souls.


    A moment later, Mo Yang determined that there was no living creature in the Tiankeng except him. He explored forward with divine consciousness, and he felt a higher and mysterious breath similar to the profound meaning of destruction.


    If he can fully understand the mystery, his understanding of the profound meaning of destruction will be improved by several levels, and his combat power will be greatly improved.


    Boom!


    As soon as Mo Yang''s divine consciousness fell into the chaotic color divine pattern, a roar suddenly sounded in the depths of his soul. He, who had fused three souls and seven souls and condensed the Yang God, fell into a coma without resistance.


    The chaotic color divine pattern lights up, blooms a faint luster, and emits a strong smell of rules. Even the profound meaning of destruction on the destruction black chess can''t resist.


    I don''t know how long later, Mo Yang''s consciousness slowly woke up, but he found that he had become a seed and was buried in fertile soil, and his strength to destroy heaven and earth disappeared.


    Incredibly, Mo Yang hurriedly wanted to communicate the noumenon and destroy black chess, but it had no effect, as if his consciousness was really trapped in a seed.


    Realizing this, Mo Yang quickly calmed down and began to think about why he became a seed.


    "Is that the reason for the divine pattern? As soon as my divine consciousness falls into it, I fall into a coma and wake up as I am now.


    Is this just a fantasy? Or am I really reincarnated into a seed? "


    After several days, Mo Yang''s seed finally began to take root and sprout, trying to absorb sunlight, water and nutrients from the soil.


    Mo Yang is like a passer-by. He can''t interfere with the growth of the seed at all. He can only watch quietly in his body.


    After decades of wind and rain, cold winter and heat, the original seed has become a towering giant tree hundreds of feet high, surrounded by a strong breath of life completely opposite to the profound meaning of destruction he understood.


    Suddenly, one day in a violent storm, a thunder with Tianwei cut the huge tree at the waist. The violent energy raged on the huge tree, turned the trunk into coke, and the breath of life declined and became extremely weak.


    "The smell of destruction!"


    Mo Yang, who was conscious in the giant tree, felt the same, as if he had been bombarded by natural thunder, and immediately felt the destructive power contained in thunder.


    Feeling the remaining vitality on the giant tree and being eroded by the residual destructive force bit by bit, Mo Yang has a deeper understanding of the rules of destruction.


    Finally, the last glimmer of vitality in the giant tree was wiped out, but Mo Yang, who had guessed that his consciousness had been able to return to his body, was still trapped in the blackened stump trunk.


    At this moment, Mo Yang felt a little bad, "I won''t be trapped in this trunk all the time."


    In Mo Yang''s anxiety, time flies. In the twinkling of an eye, several years have passed. The cold winter has gone, and early spring is coming. It is also a season for the recovery of all things.


    The huge tree blackened by thunder pulled out a bud, a breath of life weaker than the surrounding weeds, and was born from the huge tree recognized by Mo Yang as dead.


    It''s dead and spring!


    Mo Yang''s consciousness had already awakened. He looked at the emerald green buds on his blackened trunk, and a glimmer of light flashed in his mind.


    "Life... And... Destruction..."


    "Life is the source of all things and destruction is the end of all things. The two are opposite to each other..."


    "What else..."


    Mo Yang thought hard and wanted to combine destruction with life, but he still couldn''t grasp the light and enter the state of epiphany.


    The blackened giant tree did not stop sprouting because of Mo Yang''s thinking. One bud after another dispelled the breath of death and destruction, and life came again.


    Year after year, as before, the giant tree with withered trees growing in spring strives to grow upward and wants to become a towering ancient tree again. At the same time, various hardships and natural disasters continue to fall on it.


    Flames, extreme cold, meteorites


    The giant tree was destroyed again and again, and its vitality collapsed, but each time it revived the past, grew tenaciously, and continued to reincarnate between destruction and rebirth.


    Mo Yang was shocked. After reincarnation again and again, he finally caught the chance and fell into epiphany.


    "Short destruction is for rebirth. Its root is life. Everything is for life..."


    "Life and destruction are one, two sides, there is life and death, and life and death are integrated..."


    Boom!


    A loud noise sounded in the depths of Moyang''s soul. He embarked on a new road, the way of birth and death!


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