This is oneself, a unique self, an ego that cannot be replaced by others, not a demon Buddha, the lord of the six realms of reincarnation, not an Ananda and Thunder God, nor is it something that can be compensated by the glory and realm of a great person!

The reason why I am for me is because of these things. Without "self", what is the meaning of life?

Facing difficulties, life, and death, we may gradually give up on ourselves, become flattering, become obscene, become abominable, become good at servility, become extremely cruel, hurting parents, relatives, partners and children. When we are about to die, look back and see, is this kind of self? Will it be heartbreaking?

"One" is a persistence that is more important than life!

Chong and seniors understood this, so they chose to show their ambitions by dying and not losing their true nature. Xiao Sang also understood this, struggling alone and not against his heart. Zhiwei, Yushu, Senior Brother Qi and Zhao Heng also understood this, so some left tears, while others chose to sink into Jiuyou!

Today, my choice is self-evident!

If life is meaningless, what are the fears of death?

I don’t even fear death, what else should I fear?

Meng Qi's eyes were extremely firm and hated, and there seemed to be flames entangling in his body, and the terrifying volcano was about to swell.

He stood tall in the starry sky, looking at the demon Buddha Ananda, and saw a mysterious small seal in his palm. The seal was divided into six sides, the top was the gods, the bottom was the suffering of the nine netherworlds, the front was the human race, and the next was the animal mercy land, the left was the demons' sentient beings appeared, and the right song of evil demons turned into tragic songs. So he stretched out his right hand to the side, danced with long hair, and shouted in a low voice:

"Come on the knife!"

Boom!

In the Su Nu Xian Realm, the long black sword worshipped in the hall suddenly burst out with infinite purple thunder, breaking through the void and disappearing without a trace.

"Come on the knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stars were filled with thunder flashing, covering up the stars and turning into the sea. Meng Qi had a long sword made of purple thunder in his hand, which was heavy, violent and domineering.

Overlord’s Sword!

One of the top ten magic weapons!

When Gu Xiaosang died, his guilty and grief was connected with Jue Dao's mark and became its owner.

Ten years of suffering, ten years of guilt, ten years of sorrow, ten years of flowers blooming but not seeing the person's disappointment and pain, and ten years of life and death torture are all accumulated in one's heart, and the invincible sword intent is tempered in the overlord's sword.

Meng Qi raised the heavy knife in his hand, and suddenly forgot the demon Buddha Ananda in his sight. He only saw a small boat on the river, a white-skirted elf standing on the bow of the boat, and the playmaker was wearing a jade flute, as if calling on his husband;

I only saw the girl wearing a white-haired cloak in the dim lights by the Yudai Bridge, and her eyes were flowing, and she was beautiful and radiant;

I only saw the boat passing by on the Jiangdong River. The corners of her eyes and mouth were filled with smiles on her eyes and mouth, which made the little girl beside her call "Dad" with a crisp sound;

I only saw the gentle kiss on Lihua Island, Shangshui Cave, and the pretended joke "We are the same people";

I only saw the silk shirt fading away and the fruits in this life were shared with myself;

I only saw the lake shimmering, the girl in white dress had flushed cheeks, and she was smiling, talking about what happened after her death;

I only saw bleeding from the corners of her mouth, pale face and a sad smile, and said hard: "I struggled, I lost";

I only saw the broken temple pond, lotus flowers blooming, year after year, the flowers have bloomed, where are you?

All emotions such as anger, grief, hatred, unwillingness, despair, depression, etc. erupted. Ten years of pain, ten years of suffering, ten years of loss, all turned into sword intentions, allowing the Overlord's Blade to shine with the glory that covered the sun!

Looking at the demon Buddha Ananda from afar, he looked at the cold and indifferent eyes, and as he turned the mysterious reincarnation seal, Meng Qi's soul magic suddenly burned, emitting infinite light, took a "step" forward, and was in line with his body.

This knife has been waiting for you for ten years!

I take retreat as advance, and do not fight as victory, so that your distraction is "trapped" in the body of "my" and can no longer control the bodies of Manjushri Bodhisattva and other people. As long as you are distraction as you are killed, they will be safe.

The pain and struggle that you are forced to the point of desperate situation, the sorrow and anger that kills your lover, and the friend can only choose one, the helplessness and despair that is held in the hands of others, will be cut off in one fell swoop!

All the past, many shackles and countless difficulties, and I can’t help but disappear now!

The long sword suddenly swung out and suddenly disappeared. Planets in the starry sky turned strangely, blocking the front of the sun, blocking the nearby stars, like a celestial dog swallowing the sun, the surroundings became dark, dark and strange, and only Meng Qi's loud shout echoed:

"I will not ask about the past in my life!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!