The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 603: Like a God



Chapter 603: Like a God

Hong Qian's fist was ready, falling from above like the Pole Star falling to the ground. Although the fist hadn't arrived yet, its power had already become material. The grass, trees, rocks, and earth on the ground were all trembling with fear. Wherever the fist was pointing, all creatures were weeping. It was truly like the end of the world, not to mention Mu Shu who was at the center of the fist's power.

Mu Shu had always been conceited and had never expected that she would die at the hands of a reckless man. She could not help but laugh at herself and gave up resistance. The fist was getting closer and closer, her hair stood on end, and she could already smell the scent of death at the tip of her nose.

She felt her whole body was pressed by the huge rock, her eyelids were very heavy, slowly closed, she was still conscious, but it was difficult to open her eyes. She didn't know how much time had passed, her world fell into darkness, her body turned into a cage, and her consciousness was trapped inside the cage.

Mu Shu felt that she had lost everything, her body, her soul, and her consciousness was wandering in the dark space, aimlessly, thinking, could this be the place after death? She had read no less than a million books, including the key points of the sutras, unorthodox teachings, and the classics of the three schools.

Birth and death are events that all living beings will experience, so people often study life and death. Different books and schools of thought have different descriptions of the destination after death. Some say that there is reincarnation in the world and that one will be reborn after death. Others say that after death the body turns into a soul, which wanders between heaven and earth and needs to be liberated before it can reach paradise.

Life and death are very mysterious. Mu Shu has been very smart since he was young and has a photographic memory. He can quickly master all the techniques and moral principles recorded in books, so he has a desire to learn about everything. However, he has no interest in life and death. He thinks that everything is empty after death, so it is better not to die.

However, when people die, they are often helpless. Seeing that everything was dark, with no sign of reincarnation or bliss, she became angry and cursed, "What a lie! It's all a lie!"

After venting for a while, she crouched in the darkness, dazed, wondering what she was thinking. There was no time passing here, and there was no self or others. She didn't know how long she had been there, thinking to herself, "If this is what happens after death, being trapped in chaos would be really hard to endure."

After a long time, her consciousness trembled, and she suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. Then her sense of touch and body gradually returned. As smart as she was, she was immediately ecstatic, "I'm not dead yet!" She thought to herself.

But the next moment, she almost cried again. She realized that she was still lying on the ground, unable to move, as if she was being pressed by Qian Jun, and the power of the punch was still there. Although her eardrum was broken, she could still hear the sound.

The huge sound waves and the heartbeat that was as loud as a bronze bell were still ringing and approaching her quickly. Tears were falling, and she didn't know that her consciousness sank into darkness. Although it felt like thousands of years had passed, in reality, it was only a moment.

If time could go back at this moment, she would definitely give up her right leg. Saving her life is the most important thing. Only when death approaches step by step can she truly experience the feeling of death.

She didn't want to go.

However, in a trance, she heard the heartbeat like a loud bell again, which suddenly slowed down by half a beat, as if she saw something terrible.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the punch was reduced by most, and Mu Shu's heavy eyelids were finally opened. Following that, cold sweat broke out instantly, and the clothes that were stained with mud were instantly soaked inside and out, like a flood.

She opened her eyes and saw that Hong Qian had regained his spirits. He condensed his punches and even fought with the intention of killing, but he turned around and attacked to the other side.

She propped herself up and let out a "hmm". Her right foot was in great pain and covered in blood. Any movement would pull the wound, causing unbearable pain. She turned her head to look, but saw Hong Qian turning his head and heading west, heading towards the top of the mountains, and smashing into a standing figure.

She strengthened her body and injected a trace of spiritual energy into her eyes, which greatly increased her vision. She kept looking closer and finally saw the figure clearly. She was shocked and said in her heart, "It's him!"

Who else could this person be other than Li Changxiao? Mu Shu thought to himself, "Haha, I made the right bet." He felt relieved and said, "I'm saved."

She forced herself to cheer up. Hong Qian's fatal punch was definitely not weak. She wanted to see how the swordsman would resist.

She saw the swordsman holding a long sword, a wine gourd hanging from his waist, looking handsome and relaxed, with a temperament and charm rarely seen elsewhere, which was completely different from the mess around him, and she felt dazed.

Hong Qian was already here to kill. Mu Shu and Mu Qi didn't have much hatred against him. He killed them repeatedly because he was concerned about his own death and Cheng Wei's murder. But when he used his best punch and was about to finish, he suddenly noticed a swordsman standing on the top of a mountain in the distance, looking over here.

He immediately shuddered, and then thought to himself: "It's death before and after. He injured me severely with the Great Sky Sword, and then tricked me into looking for someone else to free me from the sword. It's really abominable. Whether it's hatred or resentment, it's all caused by him. Now this fatal punch, I use it to kill a book-loving girl, it's really a disgrace to my reputation as an old man Sanxin, why not kill this man, even if I can't defeat him, I will make him live longer!"

Thinking of this, he turned around without hesitation and rushed towards Li Changxiao. Li Changxiao smiled lightly. Hong Qian was a reckless man after all, and his thoughts were not difficult to predict. Seeing that the other party was really led here, he did not neglect him, but gave him enough respect.

"kill!"

Hong Qiansha approached, and the power of his fist alone crushed the mountain under Li Changxiao's feet. Li Changxiao stood in the air, like a startled wild goose, with the sun and moon dim behind him, fortune and misfortune intersecting, truth and falsehood contrasting.

At that time, this scene was already shocking, overshadowing the killing power of Hong Qian's punch. Mu Shu, who was watching the fight from a distance, had her pupils shrink suddenly. She thought she had read countless books, and although she might not know all the big and small skills, and might not walk all the big and small paths, she could see the clues and the advantages and disadvantages at a glance.

However... in this situation, the swordsman was like a god. The mystery of his body could not be explained for the time being, and no one knew where he came from, where he came from, or who he was.

"I have read thousands of books from ancient times to the present, but I have never known such a person exists in the world!" Mu Shu looked up and saw how majestic and brilliant the swordsman was. In terms of the depth of Taoism, he might not be as good as many people, but once he showed his skills, he would be irreplaceable.

Such a person, although he was saving himself, was doing it for Mu Qin... Thinking of this, Mu Shu's senior sister's image appeared again, and he inexplicably felt a little more jealous.

Looking up at the sky with concentration, the swordsman really was a divine power descending from the sky, with lotus rising under his feet, blessings and misfortunes entangled on his body, and a thousand-foot-long rays of light surrounding his side. The two pills of life and death were suspended in front and behind him, and he was pinching the sword formula in his hand, as if he was going to split the sky in half.


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