Chapter 693： Cang Fa (Five more monthly ticket)

day!

What is the sky?

Standing on the earth, looking up, it is the sky.

But if there are stars in the sky, where is the sky?

In that star dome, those who check and balance sentient beings, those who bind sentient beings, and those who accumulate sentient beings are not the eye-catching heaven, but the Tao.

Therefore, those who comprehend comprehension call their way of heaven.

The avenue is ruthless, the avenue is nameless, and the avenue is invisible, but it is everywhere, and no one knows it.

Even in the realm of cultivation, the way of heaven is supreme. How many people ask the question, suffer the catastrophe of heaven, and even bathe in heaven before they can climb into the heaven.

This is the way of heaven among cultivators, but in the world of immortals, the way of heaven in the eyes of the immortals is different.

The avenue is not ruthless, the avenue is not nameless, and the avenue is not invisible.

Those are the rules for nurturing sentient beings and checking and balancing the existence of sentient beings. Among them, it is extremely complicated, even the immortal can only borrow one or two billions of it.

This is the way of heaven in the eyes of the immortals, and when one of the trillions of immortals, some people hold the way and get out of the sky.

The heavens are different again, and these people are called the great emperors, who respect for all beings.

The avenue contains all things, the avenue checks and balances all things, and the avenue restrains all things, so the emperor can do it.

Those who are with the sky and the Tao are the emperor.

In the eyes of the emperor, the way of heaven was nothing more than that. The emperor could live and die at a single thought, but the sky was subject to his own rules. Don't kill sentient beings lightly. All sentient beings are ants, and the sky cannot kill one of them at will.

Therefore, in the eyes of the emperor, heaven is just a joke.

The same sky conquered the sky, some great emperors did the former, some great emperors cast the latter.

In his previous life, Qin Xuan had ascended the way of heaven. He had smashed how many ways of heaven, because the way of heaven blocked his way.

Qin Xuan and Heavenly Merchants did not believe in the arrogant words of Heaven's fear of climbing the immortal soil, but the belief.

Dao is also clear that after Qin Xuan said those words, the number of cause and effect has changed. If it is not allowed, Xiao Wu will also be resurrected after Qin Xuan climbs into the fairyland, but it will be beheaded by Qin Xuan.

As for Yun Qin Xuan's thought, he had a 900-year life span for Qin Xuan, a 900-year life span for a causal existence undetectable by the sky.

Since then, Qin Xuan's karma for the nine hundred years has been counted among them. The sins are countless, but they are attributed to Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan alone will bear the slightest amount of cause and effect.

In spite of all the injustices, Qin Xuan owes a favor to Heaven.

This favor cannot be violated as long as Qin Xuan fails to become the emperor.

This is what Qin Xuan did. This is the so-called ruthless way of heaven, without fear or fear, fearless without joy, just a choice made by the pros and cons.

Qin Xuan looked at Xiao Wu who gradually opened his eyes, but he didn't seem to care.

Because this is bringing back the dead! This is the business with heaven!

In the eyes of some people, it was crazy, not to mention that it was a life span of nine hundred years, it was a favor to the sky, and it was the sky that caused Qin Xuan to fly moths to the fire, and Qin Xuan had to go.

But in Qin Xuan's eyes, he only needed two words "worth" and he did it.

As he said, it would be hard to bring him back to life.

In his previous life, he surpassed Tiancheng Emperor, and the immortal earth was respected together. The name of the Qingdi ruled the sky forever.

Those eyes finally returned to her sanity, she looked at Qin Xuan in confusion, her thoughts still staying in the last moment before death.

Xiao Wu's eyes trembled slightly, she never spoke, but sensed her surroundings.

Life is back!

Is the injury gone?

Is Qin Xuan right in front of you?

How can it be?

Xiao Wu's mind was almost blank, and the Buddha's heart fell.

Until she saw Qin Xuan's pale hair hanging down, she did not know how many strands, she had white hair.

"Am I alive?" Xiao Wu finally spit out three words after coming back to life.

"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded lightly.

"Are you saved?" Xiao Wu lowered his head slightly and asked again.

No one can know her heart, no one can know her face.

"Ok!"

Qin Xuan still nodded, looking at Xiao Wu with his hand held down.

Whoosh!

With the sound of breaking through the air, Xiao Wu suddenly raised his hand and slapped Qin Xuan directly on the face.

boom!

Qin Xuan raised his hand and stopped Xiao Wu's slap.

Then Qin Xuan shook Xiao Wu's palm apart, "When you were in high school, you never laughed at me, and you would like to talk to me about Buddhist scriptures. Later I entered Xiao's house for you, and you and I owe nothing!"

Qin Xuan stood with his hand in his hand, he turned slightly, looked at the ten world-destroying powerhouses, and looked at the base of the gods.

"This time, you owe me!"

After the words fell, Qin Xuan had already stepped out.

"Be careful!"

Among the ten world-destroying-level powerhouses, there was already a sound of fright.

They didn't expect that the Qing emperor actually said to do it, without hesitation, without warning.

"My people, Qin Changqing, dare you wait for the ants?" Qin Xuan held the sword and looked at a bright holy rider.

The sword came out, the blood fell, and that big world-destroying-level powerhouse was instantly drowned in the sword aura.

Pale hair, thin white clothes, an eternal sword, standing in the sky.

"Today, you are buried here!"

Qin Xuan stepped on the void, looking at the nine world-destroying powerhouses, his eyes were indifferent and awe-inspiring. On his body, the blood lines of the Eight Desolation Fighting Body were shining.

...

Xiao Wu stared at the proudly present figure, staring at the long, pale hair surging in the air.

you owe me!

These four characters kept ringing in her heart.

She was gritting her teeth slightly, almost cracking.

"Qin Xuan!"

She felt so angry for the first time.

The last trace of life, she personally cut off, no one knew better than her that she was completely dead.

Bring back to life!

Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and even these four characters dare not even Buddha.

The Buddha crossed the **** of evil spirits, but did not dare to bring back the soul of the beloved of the underworld.

But now, Qin Xuan did.

The person who used to have black hair and bowed down is now the white head.

Why didn't Xiao Wu understand that Qin Xuan had done a terrible thing and returned herself from the reincarnation of the underground palace to the world.

Therefore, Qin Xuan has white hair, but among them, is only the hair pale?

Xiao Wu didn't know or understood, but she did.

This love, even if it was Xiao Wu's hundred lives, was still not enough.

"I owe you, how do you want me to pay it back!"

Xiao Wu's teeth were bleeding, and there was even blood in her eyes.

She thought that if she died, Qin Xuan would not be able to save it, and Qin Xuan might fight for her, but she would never do anything against the chaos.

She could not even think that Qin Xuan was so arrogant that she could bring her back to life and make such an act against the sky.

This love is too heavy, she can't afford it!

She couldn't afford it all her life.

This life belonged to Qin Xuan, and she even belonged to Qin Xuan, what would she take to pay it back?

Xiao Wu had never been so angry, so angry that she couldn't wait to slap Qin Xuan in the face.

Xiao Wu looked up, she looked at the white clothes and white hair.

In the pupil, two lines of blood and tears shed.

"it is good!"

Originally, she thought that if there is no concern in the world, her parents are dead, and this life is already empty.

But now, Xiao Wu knew that she didn't even have the qualifications to die.

Even if you die, you need that **** to agree!

How can such a person be described as a non-jerk? ?