The sky is boundless,

Everything is empty.

Su Qing was in it, and everything he saw was nothingness. Occasionally he encountered extraordinary evil thoughts, but they were all used to sharpen his sword. The four swords absorbed the boundless evil energy here, and the edge on the sword increased day by day, and the evil energy became more and more evil.

As they become more prosperous, the Four Swords seem to be constantly transforming...

In the emptiness of nothing, Su Qing had forgotten how long he had been walking, so it seemed that time had no longer passed. There was nothing, not even a target. He only remembered that it was getting longer and longer, searching aimlessly.

Fortunately, with Xiaoqing's company, I won't get lost in the lonely and dark void.

Any existence that can be reflected here is all the top masters and unparalleled madmen in the world throughout the ages, and he just wants to use this to explore some truths, secrets, and the unknown hand that instigates everything.

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It may be a month, it may be a year, it may be ten years, even Su Qing is gradually beginning to get tired of this world without seeing the sun. It is too monotonous, without a trace of bright colors, and everything he sees and encounters is what grows in the hearts of the strong in the world.

The evil thoughts can only be encountered, devoured, and endless killing, as if they have fallen into an endless trap and will never be able to stand up.

What's even more terrifying is that these evil spirits are pervasive and assimilate everything here, turning them into evil existences.

If Su Qing had not attained the "Heavenly Mind", I am afraid that over time, even his character would have been affected and he would have fallen into boundless evil ways.

He even encountered a corpse, as if he had wandered in here by mistake and had been devoured by the evil demons, leaving only the bones.

Until this day.

Su Qing suddenly stopped, his eyes were dim and dull, and his eyes like dead water lit up again.

He saw a river, an unimaginably large river that seemed to reach into the sky and lie across nothingness.

There was a monk on the river, standing on the waves.

Moreover, the old monk's face is not that of the Chinese people. His skin color is slightly darker and he has no hair on his head. He has a bit of the characteristics of the Western Regions. He holds a wooden staff and walks with his feet. His gray-white monk's clothes seem to be stirred by the waves, like wind and clouds.

Move, rise silently.

The monk stood with his eyes lowered, looking at the river.

What Su Qing looked at was the monk. He smiled and strode towards him.

“Finally something interesting!”

He walked to the river and looked towards the river.

There is no water in the river, there are yellow sand and turbid waves, the sky is burning with fire, thunder and fire are intertwined, the wind is fierce, but there is no water.

Besides that, there are people.

To be precise, it should be the endless evil body and evil thoughts.

It is said that there is a river in the underworld called Wangchuan. The water in the river is blood-yellow. Those who fall into it are lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated. They are bitten by snakes and insects, tortured day and night, and will never be able to stand up again.

Although Su Qing has never seen what it is like in Wangchuan, the scene in the river now is no less comparable to Wangchuan. Countless figures are wailing and struggling in it, suffering in the fire, crying in the strong wind, looking around

Everywhere he could see, there were pale palms struggling upwards, grabbing at the corners of the monk's clothes. Some of them had even climbed onto the monk's body, as if dragging him into the endless abi, causing him to suffer.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Su Qing asked.

"What are you looking at again?"

The monk didn't answer the question.

Su Qing seemed very happy to have a stranger chatting with him. He grinned and said, "I want to see how wide and deep this river is."

The monk sighed softly.

"River? Is there a river? I only saw people!"

"People? Is there anyone?"

Su Qing blinked in surprise. He just felt that if he didn't smile quickly, he might be too stiff to smile in the future.

The monk finally raised his eyes and saw the Buddha's eyes between Su Qing's eyebrows. He couldn't help but be startled: "Buddha?"

But as if there were ripples of water outside Su Qing's body, a figure with white hair and green clothes and an unruffled expression appeared and walked out.

"Not a Buddha!"

"The bones of the little monk have been seen by the great monk!"

The White Bone Bodhisattva held the Lotus Seal of the Wonderful Dharma in his hands, opened the lotus flower on his tongue, opened his mouth for a moment, and the petals of lotus flowers scattered around his body. With a sweep of his eyes, all evil thoughts and evil thoughts that entered his eyes turned into white bones and were destroyed silently.

"Dare you ask the great monk his name?"

Then, he put his feet up and walked on the river.

"Dharma!"

Sure enough, this monk was the ancestor of Bodhidharma.

Su Qing was helpless. He sat on the same spot and looked at the two people in front of him curiously. One was the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism and the most holy saint in Buddhism, and the other was a human Bodhisattva who was extraordinary and holy.

Which of the two is stronger or weaker?

"No!"

Bodhidharma Road.

Su Qing was stunned when he heard this, but he understood that this was about to begin.

Bone Bodhisattva asked: "What's wrong?"

Bodhidharma replied: "In your eyes, you can only see yourself and not all sentient beings. That's impossible!"

But Bone Bodhisattva said: "Do you want to cross them?"

Bodhidharma nodded and said, "I want to cross the river!"

But he asked again: "You want to kill them?"

The Bone Bodhisattva said: "I want to cross the river!"

Listening to the quarreling words between the two, Su Qing rolled his eyes impatiently and muttered: "Ink stains!"

If you can explain it clearly in just a few words, you have to make a long speech, mother-in-law, mother-in-law.

To cross others or to cross oneself.

This is the issue the two are arguing about.

Su Qing was originally watching with boredom, but his eyes gradually changed, his brows furrowed, and the laughter on his face quickly disappeared, becoming serious and cold, with a hint of joking and a hint of evil.

"I think I found something interesting!"

His eyes were like lightning, like two beams of light that cut through the night, passing through nothingness, flying across the river, and far away to the other side of the river.

What people didn't expect was that there was also a gaze coming from the other side of the river.

The two people's eyes met, and the nothingness that was originally nothing suddenly seemed like an extra sun.

Su Qing's eyes flickered, and he had taken the other person into his eyes.

It was a thin figure. The reason why it was said to be a figure was because the person's face was covered by a weird facial makeup. The facial makeup was painted with theatrical makeup. Half of the eyes were bent and smiling, and the other half was smiling upside down. Even the face was covered with a weird face.

The curved corners of his mouth also dropped, and he looked like he was crying, half-crying, half-laughing. His disheveled hair was just like the facial makeup, each one different, half black and half white, surging in the air.

This man crossed his arms to his chest, wore a gray robe, held a sword in his arms, stood proudly, and looked at each other in the air.

But I saw the facial makeup on his face suddenly changed. When I looked at him again, it was half happy and half angry. Then it changed again, and it was a mixture of sadness and joy. Every time it changed, the energy in that person became more and more intense.

"gentlemen,"

Xiaoqing spoke at this time.

But I heard Su Qing say clearly: "Xiao Qing, needless to say, it seems that things are exactly as I expected. I didn't expect to meet him so soon. He is still alive. Although it is just a projection of the past, haha, but

In this boundless world, truth and falsehood are no longer important. I never thought that I, Su Qing, would one day fight against me. However, looking at his posture, I am afraid he is taking another path. His seven emotions have changed, and he is extremely passionate.

You know? Maybe, he can give me a little surprise!"
Chapter completed!