Chapter 354: Living Through Death

Little Wei Yuan stood on the peak, facing the Heavenly Eye directly.

He silently calculated the strength of his Dao Foundation foundation, feeling that he might have a glimmer of hope to survive the first round of strikes.

The causal great curse is equivalent to a Heavenly Shaman striking from the air, but not just once. However, Little Wei Yuan dared not take risks and had already used his concealment ability to secretly plant the Filthy White Lotus in Zhang Sheng's courtyard. At the critical moment, it should be able to save Zhang Sheng's life again. Zhang Sheng already had the Yin-Yang Reversal Pendant on him, which could replace one disaster. If he could replace death twice, perhaps he could survive this disaster.

Little Wei Yuan could only do so much. It's just that this white lotus was obtained by everyone's joint efforts, and it was said that it would be distributed after it matured. Now Little Wei Yuan acted on his own and gave it to Zhang Sheng, feeling somewhat ashamed.

However, Little Wei Yuan had thick skin, feeling that by then he would be dead anyway, so everyone shouldn't care about such a small matter. Even if they did care, Little Wei Yuan wouldn't know anyway.

At this time, the Heavenly Eye had opened, beginning to examine the cause and effect of the past, present, and future, and it had reached the final moment.

Little Wei Yuan's heart was calm, and he inexplicably began to think back on the regrets of his life. He didn't expect that what he would think of before dying would be these things.

The firmament began to ripple with waves, like an inverted sea of blood. In the surging waves, drops of blood plasma dripped down. Every time a drop of blood plasma fell, hundreds or thousands of people in the domain died inexplicably!

Yin-Yang appeared in the depths of Little Wei Yuan's pupils, his vision changed, and countless causal lines appeared. Among them, countless people in the domain had causal entanglements with him, and those with the most entanglements were those who contributed luck to him. The first batch to die were ordinary people; their cause and effect were heavy, and they themselves were fragile.

The blood-colored curse power spread along the causal lines, extinguishing the flames of life.

Little Wei Yuan's vitality was like an opened water bottle, flowing away rapidly, annihilated by the curse power. He immediately felt weak all over, his consciousness heavy and sinking.

The Heavenly Eye finally began to gaze at Little Wei Yuan. In the pupil representing the past appeared the girl Yin-Yang, the present was the current Little Wei Yuan, and the future was a void!

The Little Wei Yuan in the present pupil suddenly began to burn, and pale flames instantly engulfed Little Wei Yuan's entire body, while spreading along countless causal lines.

Pale flames ignited at the edge of the ten thousand li of rivers and mountains, and large tracts of land were rapidly burned into fly ash.

Little Wei Yuan looked at his hands, pale flames had also ignited on his fingers, his fingertips turned into white ashes of calamity, drifting away bit by bit.

Little Wei Yuan let out a long whistle, flew into the sky, and pointed at the giant Heavenly Eye in the air. Countless immortal swords and flames flew out, rushing toward the Heavenly Eye like a torrent. The light flow was endless, and the immortal swords were counted in thousands and tens of thousands!

At this time, countless gazes had crossed millions of li and cast upon this place.

On Hanyang Pass, several Xu family Dharma Form elders looked at this side from afar, their faces changing. The power of that torrent gathered from countless trash Dao Foundations was actually so terrifying! They thought that if they stood in front of it, they wouldn't be able to persist for even a moment. Unknowingly, Little Wei Yuan had grown to this point?

Fortunately, the Shaman tribe's Heavenly Shaman suddenly made trouble, and no one could escape under the causal great curse.

As soon as the torrent came out, it ignited pale fire, and then burned out halfway.

In the blink of an eye, the torrent burned out. Little Wei Yuan had an extra "Flawless Rebirth" in his hand, a dim yellow light lit up on the tip of the gun, and he stabbed toward the sky with the entire Qingming! The dim yellow on the tip of the gun also ignited pale fire, but this time it burned somewhat slowly.

The causal great curse was pushed by the Heavenly Shaman, while Little Wei Yuan's "Immortal Road Twilight" was gathered by the power of all living beings. Comparing the two, heaven and earth were still superior.

Countless high-level cultivators around saw this scene, and there was a sigh in their hearts. The higher the cultivation, the more they know that heaven and earth are ruthless and impermanent.

Little Wei Yuan was like a retrograde meteor, rushing toward the Heavenly Eye at full speed, the dim yellow on the tip of the gun dimmed rapidly, and finally disappeared. Qingming had accumulated insufficient accumulation, and human power sometimes has its limits.

However, Little Wei Yuan used the last bit of Dao power to rush, and a ball of fire suddenly exploded from the muzzle, a bullet came out of the chamber and shot toward the Heavenly Eye in the air! The bullet itself had no Dao power, no divinity, although it also ignited pale fire, it touched the Heavenly Eye before burning out!

Although Little Wei Yuan was Dao Foundation, although he was insignificant, he still went against the sky and hit the Heavenly Eye once. Even if this hit only caused an imperceptible bit of damage, it still hit.

Little Wei Yuan would never sit and wait for death.

After one shot, Little Wei Yuan fell from the sky, burning with fire, like a burning meteor, his life short but brilliant.

In the medicine garden, True Person Chuhe extinguished the pale fire on his body, patted his chest, and said with the joy of surviving a disaster: "Fortunately, this old man has a great life, and the bonds are not deep..."

However, he looked at Little Wei Yuan who was falling while burning, reached out and pointed in front of him, and actually touched back a bit of pale fire out of thin air. This bit of flame spread rapidly over his whole body, the old man's face twitched, obviously in great pain.

A cat and a snake had already gone far away, but suddenly appeared, coiled in front of the old man, and endured the pain of being burned by the pale fire with him.

In the Xijin capital, the King of Jin suddenly rushed out of the study, looking at the dark red sky, shocked and angry. He could clearly feel that Xijin's national fortune was dissipating rapidly.

He squeezed two words out of his mouth after a long time: "Shaman tribe!!"

The King of Jin called Zhao Tong and issued a series of decrees, ordering the Imperial Guard to cancel all vacations and return to the camp to be on guard. All important military fortresses were to be on guard, and not a single soldier was allowed to leave the camp, otherwise it would be treated as disobedience.

Zhao Tong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his pen flew like a fly, and then the King of Jin stamped the seal, and he flew away with the imperial edict.

The King of Jin's face was uncertain. The national fortune suddenly declined to this point, and those who had different intentions might have actions. The top priority is to ensure that the capital is not lost.

He pondered for a moment and suddenly ordered: "Set up the carriage, go to Chunhua Hall."

In Chunhua Hall, Concubine Yuan's face was pale, holding her lower abdomen, too weak to stand up. She had to use great perseverance to keep from screaming. The two maids were panicked, and although they had cultivation, they were powerless at this moment.

Concubine Yuan struggled to break a vase, took out a pill as red as blood from it, gritted her teeth, and prepared to swallow it.

The medicine reached her mouth, but was taken away by a hand.

Concubine Yuan looked up and saw the green-eyed bald woman. She placed her hand on Concubine Yuan's lower abdomen and grabbed a small pale flame. The pale fire left her body, Concubine Yuan's breath stabilized rapidly, and her own cultivation was also very profound, so she turned her magic power and collected the sweat, eliminating all abnormalities on her body.

The green-eyed woman was already walking out at this time, and the two maids subconsciously took a step back, not daring to stop her.

Concubine Yuan called out to her back: "Why help me?"

The green-eyed woman said: "Playing a casual game, just forming a good relationship."

She walked out of the hall and disappeared. At this time, the internal official outside the hall shouted loudly: "The Great King has arrived."

Before the internal official's voice rose, the King of Jin had already stepped into the hall, and saw the broken porcelain on the ground, and Concubine Yuan was holding the cat, making a gesture to hit it.

Seeing Concubine Yuan's face as usual, full of vitality, the King of Jin inexplicably felt happy and said: "What is this doing?"

Concubine Yuan puffed out her cheeks and said angrily: "The naughty cat broke my favorite vase. If I don't teach it a lesson, I don't know how many treasures will suffer in the future!"

The King of Jin laughed and said: "Just a vase! I'll move the one in my study to you later!"

The two chatted for a few words, and the King of Jin left Chunhua Hall and returned to the Imperial Study.

After returning to the Imperial Study, the King of Jin said to Liu Quangong who was waiting beside him: "Everyone says Little Wei Yuan is a relative of the emperor, but today I see that he has nothing to do with the relatives."

Liu Quangong said: "Such a loyal minister who doesn't form a party, good!"

The King of Jin sighed and said slowly: "But this is no longer important, and there will be no Little Wei Yuan in the future." "Are you just going to let the national fortune be consumed like this?" Liu Quangong asked.

The King of Jin said self-deprecatingly: "What else can I do? Which of those immortals can I talk to?"

Ganzhou.

By a small lake with beautiful scenery, a teenager was fishing. He suddenly turned his head and looked toward the west.

At this time, an old man with gray hair and beard hurried over, saluted and said: "The head of the family asks, do you want to intervene?"

The teenager raised his eyebrows, murderous aura rose, but then slowly descended, saying: "Old Ghost Xu can endure without making a move, so we won't make a move either."

Taichu Palace, Heavenly Green Hall.

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue opened his eyes suddenly, reached into the void in front of him, and then slowly dragged out a pale fire. The flame was only a small group, but Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue seemed very strenuous, his beard and eyebrows were trembling.

He closed his five fingers one by one, holding the pale fire in his hand. Suddenly, thousands of worlds and vicissitudes of life changed in the hall, and the luck accumulated by the Heavenly Green Hall for thousands of years was thrown into Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue's hand like a torrent.

Finally, the pale fire was extinguished by Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue, but the Heavenly Green Hall collapsed with a bang!

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Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue crawled out of the rubble with a gray face. Fortunately, there was not a single disciple in the hall at this time, otherwise there might have been casualties.

Between heaven and earth, a voice suddenly sounded: "So rampant, Feng is unable to watch it!"

Then a sword light rose from the Sword Palace, from east to west, instantly crossing millions of li, slashing toward the Heavenly Eye in the air!

A giant claw protruded from the firmament again, grabbed the sword light in one hand, and then annihilated with the sword light. Then a hoarse, strange voice said: "If you can't watch it, you can come to the west to find me."

Above the firmament, outside the human domain, multiple terrifying auras slowly awakened, looking toward the human domain.

Great Tang sky, except for that sword light, there was no movement.

Xiao family ancestral home, Xiang Xiaoyu slashed and extinguished the pale fire that had inexplicably ignited on his body with a sword. In this ancestral land, he was favored by the Immortal Ancestor, and the power of one sword was enough to suppress the Dharma Form.

Xiang Xiaoyu quickly swallowed the pill, rushed out of the room, and was about to fly to the west, when he saw Xiao Nian standing in front of him, blocking his way.

"I..."

Before Xiang Xiaoyu could finish speaking, Xiao Nian said: "It's already late."

Xiang Xiaoyu stood blankly in place, the immortal sword in his hand dropped.

Bao family, secret land.

In a hundred-zhang hall, twelve seats were placed on the high platforms on both sides. At this time, most of the seats were occupied, and strange scenes appeared from time to time around each person. Their auras intertwined, looking down at the person kneeling in the center of the hall, and a terrifying pressure permeated the hall.

The high seat in the center seemed to be empty, but there was a deep and distant aura.

Behind Bao Yun prostrated in the center of the hall and said: "I beg the Immortal Ancestor to take action to protect me, I am willing to follow the family's arrangements from now on!"

There was no sound on the throne for a long time.

Someone on the high platform beside suddenly said: "The ancient Buddha of the Pure Land said, if you are willing to bear the Dharma Form of the Immovable Tathagata, you can bear this cause and effect for you."

"This..." Behind Bao Yun's body trembled slightly.

These words at this time have deep meaning. If she agrees, it is equivalent to abandoning the Taichu Palace, abandoning the Bao family, and abandoning her parents and brothers. How could she make a choice?

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Dead silence in the hall.

A sigh sounded from the central throne, saying: "It's already late."

Late? Behind Bao Yun looked up blankly.

The voice said: "Actually, before you came in, it was already late."

The many True Lords on both sides seemed to have known the result, and were not surprised or moved.

Little Wei Yuan's rise is fast, and his fall is fast.

Since today has happened, he is just one of many geniuses who fell early. There are too many such people, and they will soon be forgotten.

Qingming, Cui Yu fell to the ground dejectedly, pale fire constantly gushing out of his body, fortunately, the new gifts of heaven and earth gave the body vigorous vitality, constantly fighting against the pale fire, and did not die immediately.

At this time, Little Wei Yuan fell from the sky and suddenly fell into someone's arms. This feeling was so familiar.

He struggled to turn his head and saw Zhang Sheng's face. At this time, Little Wei Yuan's consciousness was gradually blurring, but his heart relaxed. The teacher was still alive until now, which meant his arrangement was not in vain.

Being able to die in the teacher's arms, this ending seemed not bad.

Little Wei Yuan slowly closed his eyes. Usually, the story should end here.

However, the next moment, Little Wei Yuan saw Zhang Sheng take out a jade pendant and place it on his chest.

With a bang, the jade pendant shattered, Little Wei Yuan's body, which had already virtualized and dissipated, reappeared, and most of the pale fire on his body went to Zhang Sheng!

Zhang Sheng placed Little Wei Yuan on the ground, seemingly unaware of the pale fire all over his body, and said indifferently: "Even if the will of heaven is set, this teacher is not convinced and must compare again."

Zhang Sheng, covered in pale fire, flew into the sky and swung a sword light that connected heaven and earth, amazing the world.

End of Volume Four

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