A nervous look appeared in Kong Lanyou's eyes, and he realized that something was wrong.

Chi Yao stared at Zhang Ruochen deeply, smiled sarcastically, shook her head and sighed: "This is the reason why you asked me to swear? Brother Chen, do you think I will listen to you?"

"I know that oath cannot bind you, and you also tampered with the oath and played the word game."

Zhang Ruochen said: "But this is the inner space of the Sixth Patriarch's Samadhi Picture, which belongs to me. Do you think I have never been able to resist coming to this Bodhi tree and lying in the spring of life, really just healing? I am using my mental power to explore this world and calculating whether I can suppress you in this world."

After a pause, he said, "If you are not allowed to keep your oath, I can only take tough measures."

When he said this, Zhang Ruochen cut his wrist again and sprinkled blood in the golden Buddha land.

Suddenly, more Sanskrit words appeared in this world and appeared around Chi Yao, imprisoning her inside.

Zhang Ruochen's martial arts cultivation has indeed been abolished, but when he passed the divine tribulation, his mental power broke into the 72nd level. With such powerful mental power, he was sure to imprison Chi Yao in the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture".

Chi Yao ignored the Sanskrit around her, and said with a stronger sarcasm on her face, "In the abyss of darkness, you told me a truth. No matter what you are hurt by the person you love the most, it is the most uncomfortable. Isn't it hurting me forcibly applying your own wishes to me? Have you forgotten the truth you have taught?"

"I haven't forgotten! But, isn't what I want to do now? Didn't we already agreed on it a thousand,800 years ago? At that time, we actually knew that only one person could cultivate the complete "Ming Wang Sutra", and the other person had to make efforts and accomplish it." Zhang Ruochen said.

How could Chi Yao not be moved if Zhang Ruochen is willing to sacrifice himself to fulfill her?

Nothing can better illustrate that she has an unparalleled weight in Zhang Ruochen's heart. Any man who makes such a sacrifice for a woman is a true expression of love and the most sincere expression of love in the world.

She should be happy.

But, I can't be happy.

This is what she expects, but not what she wants.

Crystal tears appeared in Chi Yao's eyes and said, "What I practice is the Void Book. Only I can help you, you can't. A thousand eight hundred years ago, I won, you lose, you have to live well, you have no other choice."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "In fact, the Holy Monk has never said that only the virtual volume can complete the real volume. Everything is our own understanding, thinking that only the virtual can complete the real, but in fact, the real can also complete the virtual volume."

"Now, my divine source and the sea of ​​qi are broken, and the way forward has been cut off. Since that is the case, of course I will fulfill you."

Chi Yao shook her head vigorously, tears fell from her eyes and hung on her crystal clear face.

She mobilized her spirit and colorful divine light radiated from her body. However, the Sanskrit floating in the space fell on her like a series of talisman seals, suppressing her so hard that she could not move.

This is the power of the Sixth Patriarch and the Sumeru Holy Monk, and it is not her, a middle-level god, who can fight against it.

A smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's pale and sick face and said, "Yaoyao, why do you have to be so intense? It's just a passing of merit, not a separation from life and death. Has the holy monk said that after passing on merit, another person will definitely die?"

Chi Yao calmed down a little and said, "The Holy Monk said that once we practice "Thirty-Three Heavens", it means distinction. Isn't the meaning obvious enough?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "You have not realized the true meaning of the holy monk. The holy monk means that the one who practices the "Thirty-Three Heavens" is likely to become a strong man like the immobile king Dazun in the future and have a long life span. And the other, if you lose your cultivation because of the passing of the power, your life span will definitely not last long. This is the true meaning of distinction!"

"But, I am a spiritual god! And my mental power is very talented. Even if I pass on the power to you, I can still survive the disaster of the Yuanhui. I may even become a person like the Supreme One, and my life span will not be much less than you. After all, the Holy Monk still miscalculated me."

Chi Yao showed a skeptical look and said, "Is that true?"

"This is my guess! But, don't you think, is this the truth?"

Zhang Ruochen said again: "Actually, even if I pass on the power to you, I will have the opportunity to continue practicing martial arts. Just like the Blood Spirit Immortal, even if I fall into the realm many times, I can still practice to the realm of divineness, and I can find a way."

Chi Yao said: "The practice of the Blood Spirit Immortal is special. It is an immortal blood silkworm. Moreover, the foundation of the martial arts has not been destroyed, so it can naturally be re-educated. And your Qihai Sea has been wiped out by the Ancestor Qing, and even a new Qihai Sea cannot be born. How can you practice martial arts again?"

"Is that so? I don't know this!"

How could Zhang Ruochen not know?

People in the world only know the Blood Spirit Immortal, but they do not know that there are many cultivators who practice the Immortal Blood Silkworm, but only three of them have attained enlightenment. The rest of the cultivators are really dead after being killed! After their cultivation is abolished, they can no longer reach the Great Saint Realm, let alone the Divine Realm.

There are only a blood spirit immortal among countless people.

Just like Zhang Ruochen went to Taichu's "Singularity" to practice the first-class holy meaning, his body and soul turned into particles, not necessarily being able to reconcile his body, but he only made a one-tenth of a million-dollar probability when the heaven, time, place and people all occupied.

But Zhang Ruochen couldn't say these words.

Because he wanted to convince Chi Yao, he said again: "Although Master Qing is strong, Master Tai may have a way to help me restore the Qihai Sea. Besides, there are countless mysterious techniques in the world, and it may not necessarily require Qihai Sea to practice martial arts. Let's take a step back and say that with you practicing "Thirty-third Heaven", why do I have to practice martial arts?"

"Are you sure that there will be no life threatening?" Chi Yao said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I have refined the white blood soil, and have cultivated to the absolute physical transformation. I am even more mentally powerful. How powerful is the vitality? How can I be in such a danger as merely passing on my skills?"

"Okay! Since that's the case, I will practice "Thirty-third Heaven". One of us practices martial arts, the other one practices spiritual power, and we will fight for a future together."

Chi Yao naturally did not believe Zhang Ruochen easily and said, "Go back to Kunlun Realm first."

"Why?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Yao said: "Your divine source has been broken, and the tenth level of heaven has been broken. Only by first concentrating the divine source and reshaping the sky can we pass on the power. We must ask the Supreme Lord for help. Besides, for such a big thing as passing on the power, how can there be no strong guardian around you?"

Chi Yao used a slow-down strategy to stabilize Zhang Ruochen first and trick him back to Kunlun Realm. When Xiang Taishang asked for advice clearly, it would not be too late to make a decision when passing on the power would indeed not endanger Zhang Ruochen's life.

We agreed to trust each other and not deceive each other.

But who can do it in the world?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were calm, and his eyes looked at the golden vortex floating above the mirror platform, and said, "In fact, you don't have to trouble the Supreme, I can reshape the tenth level of heaven by myself. Have you forgotten? I am the spiritual god!"

Zhang Ruochen flew up and landed on the mirror stage.

In an instant, the mind is as quiet as a lake, and thousands of distracting thoughts do not disturb the mind.

The powerful mental power was released, wrapped around the golden vortex, pulled it downwards, and gathered between your hands.

In the Tongtian River, a strand of soul mist was directly sucked into Zhang Ruochen's body. The broken ten-level heaven was slowly reshaped under the control of his powerful mental power.

No one knows better than him how the Tenth Heavenly Heaven was built, only he can perfectly reshape it.

Chi Yao didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen was actually reshaping his cultivation and said, "No! We must return to Kunlun Realm first. We are here to spread the power. If the movement is too great, we will definitely alarm the gods in the attachment star field."

"No! This is the world of the scroll, a corner of the Buddha's world of the Sixth Patriarch. Who can sense this...well?"

Zhang Ruochen frowned and asked, "Where is the star field where we are now?"

Chi Yao didn't know why Zhang Ruochen suddenly asked such a question, saying: "My Golden White Tiger and I crossed most of the Hell Realm and entered the Santu River before we came here. The Santu River is full of ancient secrets, not only spanning the Hell Realm, but also has many space paths connecting the entire universe. Now, it's hard to say which star field we are in."

"What happened?" she asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The formation you set up outside has been attacked and is a god-level power. Go out and take a look first!"

...

This ruin of the Saint is located on a deserted rocky planet.

At this moment, two figures stood outside the ruins.

One of them had a strong blood and a pair of wings on his back. Although it was a human form, it had an eagle head.

The other one is a magical figure with a human face.

They are all divine realm cultivation, and they are not ordinary true gods, with regular divine patterns all around their bodies.

Just now, the one who attacked the eagle-headed god was attacking the ruins, and he was shooting out a spherical supreme holy weapon.

"What a strong formation, it seems that the news that God has sold is true. There is indeed a divine power fluctuation in this star field. It is very likely that Zhang Ruochen escaped here." The eagle-headed god took back the spherical supreme holy weapon and said this.

The human-faced god said, "The news that God sold was just that there were fluctuations in the gods here, but it was not said that it must be Zhang Ruochen. If there was a great god inside and happened to pass by this star field, wouldn't we cause big trouble? Are there still few monks who have been pitted by the thief?"

"Not it?"

A look of fear and regret appeared in the eyes of the eagle-headed god.

The human-faced god complained: "I said everything, first pretend to be passing by and go to visit. It is not too late to act when you have determined the identity of the god in the formation. You are still impulsive!"

In the formation.

The broken stone palace appears from the scroll of "The Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture".

Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, and the white tiger buried in the golden burial walked out of the stone hall and looked at the two demon gods outside.

"How come two demon gods appeared? Could it be that they went from a certain space road in Santu River to cross the distant star domain, left the hell realm, and came to the southern universe?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Chapter completed!