You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 352 Three Gains, Three Losses (Normal updates will resume tomorrow)

The sea of ​​suffering was pacified by the Bodhisattva. The raging waves no longer swept around. A layer of tranquil glow shrouded the entire sea of ​​suffering. The originally turbulent waves became calm and peaceful.

The world of cultivation has gained a rare peace.

"Zuo Chen" sat on the shore of the Kuhai Sea for several days, watching the waves rise and fall, and the tides surge and recede. It took him a long time to calm himself down.

He still remembered that he had an argument with the Bodhisattva before he left. He never thought that the argument would be the last conversation between the two.

"Zuo Chen" felt a strong sense of impermanence.

And a faint sense of regret lingering in my heart.

But he finally pulled himself together.

He has more important things to do.

That is to refine the original yang water and calm the surging sea of ​​suffering.

But "Zuo Chen" himself knew that this technique was a top-notch one, and even he would need a long time to successfully refine it.

So he found a girl who was good at making elixirs, hoping that during the time when he was in seclusion and practicing, the girl could protect this world on his behalf.

The girl who made the elixir agreed.

"Zuo Chen" promised her:
"I will surely calm the disaster of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

"I believe you."

Then he began to search for the most suitable place for retreat.

Following the advice of the alchemy girl, "Zuo Chen" found the highest mountain in the world of cultivation, the top of Wangwu Mountain.

On the top of Mount Wangwu, "Zuo Chen" found a hilltop, casually built a small thatched hut in it, and began to practice Taoism.

This closure of his body is a death closure.

If he doesn't transform all the true Qi in his body into original Yang water, he will not come out of seclusion.

After entering this state of seclusion, all the time around him seemed to become useless to "Zuo Chen".

Light and shadow pass by, time flies.

When "Zuo Chen" opened his eyes again, the true Qi in his body had been completely transformed into original yang water.

His Dantian turned into a vast ocean filled with golden liquid, with flowers blooming and falling, and the tides rising and falling.

If we cover the sea of ​​suffering with this golden ocean, the sea of ​​suffering will gradually dissipate, until finally, the entire world will return to normal.

"Zuo Chen", who had grasped the opportunity to save the world, was excited and jumped out of the confinement.

The original Yang water enhanced his spiritual power, allowing him to see the entire top of Mount Wangwu in an instant.

But after his divine sense swept over, "Zuo Chen" felt an uncontrollable panic in his heart.

I can no longer feel the vitality of those cultivators, and I can no longer feel the vitality of this mortal world.

"Zuo Chen" hurriedly leaped into the air and expanded his spiritual consciousness with all his strength.

His thoughts drifted far away, to the edge of the top of Wangwu Mountain.

But here, what he saw was no longer a rolling sea of ​​clouds.

It is a deep, impenetrable black.

Until this moment, he discovered:
The entire top of Wangwu Mountain has been swallowed up by the sea of ​​suffering.

In the end, his retreat was too long.

Those he had guarded before, those he had cared about before, those he had tried so hard to protect before, were all burned to ashes in an instant.

There was nothing left for him.

Before he could recover from the great shock and sadness, he suddenly became aware of fluctuations in spiritual energy.

Feeling uneasy, "Zuo Chen" hurried to the place where the fight was taking place.

That is Wangwu North, the lowest corner of Wangwu Mountain.

In the distance, the surging sea of ​​suffering formed huge waves that swallowed the sky and were slowly covering the top of Wangwu Mountain.

Nearby, the Emperor of the Underworld, who had met "Zuo Chen" several times before, was fighting with several monks who had been corrupted by the Sea of ​​Bitterness, trying his best to protect this last line of death.

The great emperor held the badly damaged Fengdu City and smashed it hard, forcing back the magical powers and great magical powers who far outnumbered him. However, huge waves were approaching in the distance. If any protective measures were set up, this wave would surely swallow up the entire top of Mount Wangwu.

"Zuo Chen" suppressed his confusion and wanted to use the original yang water he refined to neutralize the huge waves.

But suddenly, an invisible sharp blade stretched out from deep inside his neck, and even a man with the cultivation level of "Zuo Chen" was caught off guard.

Although this sneak attack was far from enough to kill Zuo Chen, it also made him miss the opportunity to neutralize the sea of ​​suffering.

The sea of ​​suffering has arrived and the mortal world will end.

Seeing that the entire top of Wangwu Mountain was about to disappear completely, "Zuo Chen" changed his strategy in an instant.

He solidified the original yang water and released a formation that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

A huge formation fell from the sky, enveloping the entire top of Mount Wangwu. The waves of the sea of ​​suffering hit above, but could only cause rumbling vibrations.

The top of Wangwu Mountain was finally protected by "Zuo Chen".

"Zuo Chen" also took this opportunity to rush over to support the emperor, using the original yang water to activate thunder magic to kill the souls who had fallen into the sea of ​​suffering and could not be reborn.

However, after solving all this, "Zuo Chen" knew that it was not over yet.

The Sea of ​​Bitterness is different from other disasters. If it is not completely eradicated, the Sea of ​​Bitterness will eventually come back and swallow the entire world again.

Part of his original yang water has been used to protect Mount Wangwu, and the remaining part is likely to be insufficient to calm the entire sea of ​​suffering.

Moreover, someone attacked me from behind just now, which proves that there must be a mastermind behind this.

"Zuo Chen" bid a final farewell to the emperor who was about to die, and then leaped out of the formation of breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

He came to the endless sea of ​​suffering.

Looking far into the distance,

He saw a figure that he hadn't seen in all these years but was very familiar to him.

That was a monk.

Time has left its marks on him, and he is no longer as young as he was when "Zuo Chen" first met him.

The monk looked at Zuo Chen with a smile, a black lotus blooming in his hand.

"Daoyou, it's been a long time since we last met."

"You did all this?" Zuo Chen was confused and angry. "In the world of cultivation, countless people have died and been displaced. Countless lives have been lost in your sea of ​​suffering. Why did you do this? What are you thinking? What is your intention?"

"Why on earth is that…"

The old monk murmured something in a low voice and looked at the flower in his palm. A trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, but soon he turned his hand over again and put the flower behind his back.

A peaceful smile also appeared on the monk's face:
"I am far from being as selfless as you. I do all this only for my own long-cherished wish. Now you have been controlled by your own emotions and have fallen into the barrier of stupidity. I am afraid that my words will not reach your heart and it is useless to talk to you. It is better for you to ask this question again when we meet again in the future. I will give you an explanation then.

"As for now...

"I think you should be tired of my mouth a long time ago, why not fight with me in a duel?
"I have specially prepared a lot of gifts for today."

Behind the old monk, layers of shadows bloomed, and the sea of ​​suffering also surged with waves.

Several shadows that were floating in the sea of ​​suffering slowly rose up.

Zuo Chen knew them.

There are great Western venerables and great kings of peaceful bodies.

Either they are familiar with each other, or they just met once.

The front-line fighting force that had previously fought against the Sea of ​​Bitterness eventually fell into it.

They all stretched out their hands towards "Zuo Chen", as if wanting to catch "Zuo Chen".

And from their mouths, they sang a heart-wrenching cry:

"Cross the sea of ​​suffering, cross the sea of ​​suffering, how to cross the sea of ​​suffering!"

The old monk smiled faintly and said:
"To deal with the emperor, I only used half of my strength, but to deal with someone like you who is unrivaled in ancient and modern times, I'm afraid I will have to use more strength."

"Zuo Chen" It was already completely impossible to hear what he said.

He stared closely at the group of fallen psychics.

On one of the alchemy furnaces, a woman was sitting beside it, her body also covered by the black sewage.

The girl who was refining the elixir looked in the direction of "Zuo Chen" and suddenly bowed deeply to him.

Then he turned around with difficulty and stiffness.

Standing on the same front with "Zuo Chen".

"My friend, let me lend you a helping hand for the last time..."

Her voice was hoarse.

Shedding tears of blood.

……

Zuo Chen turned to the last page.

This page is empty, there is nothing on it.

He suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head slightly to look behind him.

There was a Taoist priest standing behind Zuo Chen.

The Taoist looked exactly like him, except for the loneliness in his eyes that was hard to ignore.

There were also large scars on his body.

The Taoist's body was not complete. The gaps were like broken puzzle pieces, and a dark aura emanated from them.

He bowed towards Zuo Chen, and Zuo Chen also bowed towards him.

"Fellow Daoist. Do you now understand why I want to leave this mortal world?"

Zuo Chen said nothing, and the Taoist in front of him didn't care either, and continued to speak:

"When I first came to this world of cultivation, I met my destined benefactor, Li Hongyi, who took me to see all the beauty in the world and also let me know what I should work hard for.

"I have made many good friends on the road of cultivation. We walked side by side, singing and expressing our ideals.

"I have protected the entire mortal world, making it peaceful and calm. I have allowed it to enjoy more than a thousand years of tranquility, and have gradually reduced the bloodshed in the world of cultivation, allowing people to spend every day in peace."

At this point, his words had become extremely tired:

“I lost three times too.

“My respected master died in the absurd chaos, my friends died in that battle, and the world we protected completely withered in this dark sea.

“Everything I did became nothing.

"My efforts, my persistence, my dedication, in the end, are all like a stream of water, rolling away with the waves, leaving nothing behind.

“I’m tired, I’m really tired.

"I have given enough to this world, and I want to take a good rest.

"So I built a small boat, intending to take it to leave this world and go to the star region I had traveled to before, to find a place to rest.

"If possible, I would like to look for my hometown. I haven't been home for a long time, and I don't know if my parents are still alive. I want to go home and take a look. I should go home and take a look.

"But my body won't allow it."

"Zuo Chen" looked at his body that was falling apart, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

“I chose to stay here not only because I was worried about my last useless disciple, but also because my life span had really come to an end.

"I no longer have the energy to leave."

Finally, "Zuo Chen" raised his head and stared at Zuo Chen seriously:

"Daoyou, do you think I am your past?"

Looking at the "past" that was about to disappear, Zuo Chen could feel a deep sense of powerlessness in him.

He gave almost everything he could, but fate did not lead him to the path he expected.

All that was left for him was a long past filled with sadness.

Zuo Chen remained silent, as if he was thinking.

"Taoist Priest..."

suddenly,

Zuo Chen heard a soft whisper coming from behind him.

He tilted his head slightly and found that Caiyi was clenching her sleeves so tightly that her fingertips were turning a little white.

She was biting her lips and looking at Zuo Chen. She seemed to realize that she had lost her composure and took several steps back to avoid influencing Zuo Chen's judgment.

Once upon a time, "Zuo Chen" also saw this little girl.

His eyes became a little blurry for a moment.

"It's so similar..."

The former "Zuo Chen" muttered something in a voice that only he could hear.

Zuo Chen looked at his past self and finally made a decision in his heart:
“It is, and it is not.

“They have the same origin, but they are just walking on two different banks of the long river of time.

"I will shoulder all your responsibilities and hopes.

“And this time, I will definitely eliminate the culprit and put an end to this mortal world’s disaster.

“I will be able to protect this world.

“It’s not for the so-called righteous path.

"It's just to make my heart smooth!"

After hearing this, Zuo Chen showed a satisfied smile:

"Then I'll leave it to you, fellow Taoist."

Bow deeply:

"I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Thank you, Ji Yan."

"Zuo Chen" turned around and walked slowly against the long river of time.

Many, many people have appeared on both sides of the long river of time.

The great master was dressed in white and looked at him with a smile; the alchemy girl was quirky and circled around her; Cheng Fengyun had a messy beard and a smile on his face; the knight was full of heroic spirit and invited him to drink.

The fairy blushed and looked a little coquettish, as if she disliked that he was walking too slowly.

At the end of the road, there appeared a large sedan chair with a girl sitting on it.

The girl drew aside the curtain and looked at him.
Showing a bright smile:

"My dear, I am in a very good mood. Come with me quickly. I will take you to see this beautiful country!"

"Zuo Chen" smiled and nodded, then got on the sedan chair.

The long sound of suona sounded, and the long river of time flowed far away.

The past turned into pieces and disappeared, but finally turned into a breeze that surrounded Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen closed his eyes and felt the rhythm of Taoism.

The rushing river of time gathered around him, swirling around and lifting him up. Zuo Chen sat cross-legged, his body overflowing with an indescribable rich Taoist charm.

From behind Zuo Chen, the Taoist priest with his hands behind his back was already standing alone in the wind.

Once your breath flows smoothly, your heart of Tao will naturally emerge.

When Zuo Chen opened his eyes again, his past body had already been recreated.

The portrait next to Zuo Chen's Yuanying was lit up again.

Above, a man with short hair and modern casual clothes lifted up the thick wormwood and stared at the smiling girl among the hundreds of ghosts.

This is where the journey begins.

(End of this chapter)