One voice after another rang out in Chen An like thunder.
"The cultivation of realms lies in the heart, and where the heart desires is cultivation, where the heart is is the Tao. Only what the heart desires can transcend everything, and this is great freedom!"
Chen An was thinking hard about which path he should take and what that path was!
At this moment, it seemed as if the words of the inheritor of the God-Sealing Technique sealed in the Tower of Babel echoed in his consciousness.
"Whatever your heart desires is your practice?"
"Where the heart is is the Tao?"
“Where the heart is is the way?”
"Where is that road?"
Chen An's body began to tremble violently.
Then, the majestic aura on his body began to decline rapidly.
In the end, there was no sign of life at all on Chen An, who was floating in the air.
Just at this moment, Chen An opened his eyes.
His eyes were dull, as if without any emotion.
A dull expression, dull eyes, and a body that didn't have any of the energy of a cultivator.
Without exception, there is only one word to describe them: ordinary!
Ordinary, at this moment Chen An is just like an ordinary person who does not know how to practice cultivation.
The ordinary seems to be forgotten and difficult to see.
I don’t know how long it took.
Chen An seemed even more ordinary.
It's just an ordinary and unchanging body, but it is aging rapidly, its hair is turning white, and its face is full of wrinkles.
He looked very old, as if he would die of old age at any moment.
Seeing the strange beast attacking fiercely, God knows how long Lu Hongyi and the others can hold on.
The old demon was completely furious at this moment: "Demon Lord, what are you doing..."
Jiang Qi stopped the old demon: "Don't touch him!"
The elderly Chen An had fallen from mid-air onto the collapsed ruins.
His eyes were cloudy and his face was full of vicissitudes of life.
Chen An raised his head slightly and looked at Lao Mo and Jiang Qi.
He asked, "Have you ever experienced birth, old age, sickness, and death?"
The old demon opened his mouth. At his level of cultivation, the word "old" was simply not enough to describe cultivators like them.
The old demon looks like an old man, but he can restore his youthful appearance at any time.
It’s just because he’s older, and looking young doesn’t fit his image.
The old demon replied, "Master Demon, I only know how to live. I won't age. Aside from injuries, I won't get sick. As for death... can I still tell you after I die?"
Jiang Qi did not answer, but felt that Chen An was very strange now.
Chen An slowly shook his head: "We practitioners go against the will of heaven, pursuing immortality and constantly breaking through the limits of the human body."
"But it also makes us forget what people are supposed to be like and what they are supposed to experience!"
"You've never experienced illness and death? But you've seen others get sick and die!"
"Can't you remember your own birth? But you can see your child being born."
"Don't you feel old? In that ordinary village, among countless ordinary people, every day some are born, some die, some grow old, some get sick, some are happy, some are joyful, there is the joy of life, and also the sorrow of death..."
Having said that, Chen An closed his eyes.
There is no hope of life anymore.
But at this moment, Chen An still uttered a sentence: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are a cycle!"
A strange aura emerged from Chen An's body again.
The old skin, like tree bark, is peeling off naturally, revealing skin as tender as a baby's.
Chen An's hair also fell out, but new hair grew out.
Lao Mo and Jiang Qi looked at Chen An's changes in astonishment.
"What is the Demon Lord doing?"
Jiang Qi was even more shocked: "You don't know, how should I know!"
Chen An’s way of practicing is too weird.
At this moment, Chen An's voice seemed to carry some kind of strange magic, as if every word he said could resonate inexplicably with the heaven and earth.
"And we cultivators, ultimately, cannot escape this cycle of reincarnation. There is no beginning, and no end. You and I are all like this. Every step I take forward is the path!"
As he spoke, Chen An stood up and took a step forward.
Suddenly!
Countless roads appeared under his feet, leading in all directions.
Chen An closed his eyes, and there was a powerful fluctuation of energy on his body, but it was not the mysterious power, nor the power of the Conferred God Technique.
It is a force of heaven and earth.
Chen An spoke again, and his voice seemed to strike the hearts of Lao Mo and Jiang Qi.
"What I have in mind is cultivation!"
“Whatever my heart desires is my path!”
"These three roads are just three dead ends that shackle the thoughts in my heart, but for me... every step is a road!"
boom!
An incomparably powerful energy erupted between heaven and earth.
A brilliant light suddenly burst out from the ruins of the palace.
Suddenly!
Make those crazy monsters retreat.
There was no fear in their eyes, but there was an instinct that made them choose to retreat.
Lu Hongyi had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and Yu Xueyu had an extremely disordered breathing.
The pale Dao Chi, Qingyuan with dim runes around him, and the most relaxed Xing'er...
They all turned their heads and looked at the palace formed by purple light, which was taking shape under Chen An's feet.
It slowly rose, and Chen An's body also rose as the palace rose.
at last!
This palace where light converges actually materialized.
On the palace gate appeared two brilliant three characters: "Youdu Palace!"
Chen An waved his hand.
Suddenly the palace shrank and finally fell into Chen An's hands, but it also emitted many auras, which made Chen An puzzled.
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