Chapter 897 Return of Styx

Minghe didn't know why he thought it was a peach at first glance.

In fact, peaches and hearts are quite similar in shape. And the one in front of him is obviously a black crystal, not a fruit.

A crystal, still shining with a faint luster, clearly contains a strong sense of darkness and the atmosphere of the Styx, almost as strong as the feeling of being directly on the edge of the Styx.

Mysterious, quiet, quiet, lifeless, the purest soul.

This feeling was tens of thousands of times stronger than the stones on the bank of the Styx River that she gave Qin Yi.

Another heart shape...

It is said that it is the heart of the Styx, and I am afraid that 99% of the people in the world will believe it immediately. Even if it is not the real "heart" of Styx, it is definitely an important crystal condensed by Styx, and it is no problem to describe it as the heart of Styx.

But Minghe thought it was a peach at a glance, and she didn't know why she had such a strange first perception.

It seemed that there were thousands of things passing by, rushing towards her, so that she couldn't even see the surrounding environment for a while.

The memory of the impact on the banks of the Styx came back to my heart again.

"...you will be useful." The man handed the peach with soft eyes.

That's right, that's it.

The shape is exactly the same.

It's just that it has changed from a fresh fruit to a dark crystal, and the breath has changed, but the vigorous vitality still exists, and it is this vitality that keeps the Fusang alive.

But if it was really this peach, where did its flesh go? How could there be only such a shadow-like crystal nucleus left here?

pulp……

Minghe's body resonated strongly again.

She groaned, almost unable to stand still.

I remembered.

The past, the strong idea of ​​"before death" are all in it.

Where is reincarnation... I am not reincarnation at all.

Because she will not die, Styx will not die.

It's just that the Nether has collapsed. If she still survives in it, she will only continue to degenerate and attenuate, existing as a spirit of a small plane.

At the last moment, she, who had never been sad or happy, was born with hatred and disgust, strong malice.

To take revenge on those people.

Since he wants to take revenge, as a world spirit of a broken plane, if he is bound to one place, he will never have a chance.

The only chance is to dissolve the army, give up the original "body", and rebuild the first life.

That stinky bird originally had the ability to reincarnate, although the law was stripped, it still had the ability to survive, and the true spirit was immortal when it died, and it took a human form to cultivate for another life.

But I don't have the power of reincarnation, I can't evolve a new body, I can't be a human... Can I turn into a ghost cultivator? Or attach another treasure, temporarily stored as a tool spirit, and then plan for the future?

No, I can transform into a body.

Someone once asked for directions and gave excess travel expenses.

A solid building...

With this thing, I can completely evolve flesh and blood, reshape the body, and regenerate a new life!

Everyone is re-repairing the soldiers, so is the Emperor of Heaven, and so is the stinky bird... Even the Human Emperor, Styx knows that she is not dead, and she is probably lurking and waiting.

The situation will surely gather in the future.

One calamity era, eighty-eight thousand eight hundred years.

How about then?

It's just a little troublesome, the spirit of darkness all over my body is relative to the world. If it is in the sunshine of the world, there may be serious conflicts, and it will not be possible to cultivate.

Then separate...

The heart of heaven remains unmoved, hanging in the sky and reflected in the world, which is the meaning of the Milky Way.

Projecting the dark side, restricting the seclusion, sealing the ground, is the meaning of darkness.

One day, when the two become one, it will be the meeting of the past and the present, and go straight to Wuxiang's backhand.

"You'll be useful..."

That man... what did he see?

The solid light of Jianmu rose up, and the light shot into the sky, revealing the darkness, and directly shooting into the sky. The fresh flesh gathers in the void, melts into the avenue, bathes in the Milky Way, for thousands of years, and gradually becomes an adult.

There are shadow crystals, like the projection of the dark side of the fruit, remaining at the bottom of the river, waiting quietly.

The sky and the earth are facing each other far away, and I don't know the time.

I don't know how many years later, a monk came to the sea of ​​​​blood in the river Styx.

"If there is a demon lord in the world, who would give up the Styx River? Feeling the meaning of the Styx River is the way for me to be too clear... But this Styx River is dry..." The monk wandered in the river, with a sad expression: "Even The sea monsters are gone, and the resentment here is already... Huh? What is this?"

The monk picked up the peach crystal nucleus, looked at it for a long time, and his expression became more and more surprised: "This pure Styx, this strong resentment, shouldn't be in conflict? How could it turn into a crystal nucleus instead?"

"Could it be the gathering place of Styx's dying resentment?" The monk looked at it over and over for a long time, and laughed: "Knotted in the shape of a heart, this is called the heart of Styx."

"If you swallow it..." The monk pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't swallow it, the meaning is too strong, I will be backlashed by it, lose myself, and become a pure demon. I must find another way to neutralize it..."

"That's right, Fusang Zhiyang, is it possible to neutralize it? It just so happens that the Fusang projection can no longer survive, and the Youri tribe is making trouble... Isn't it a godsend?"

The monk felt that everything seemed to be helped by God, so he laughed and left.

I don't know how many years have passed.

On the top of the snow mountain, under the reflection of the Milky Way, there is a baby crying, and the sound is transmitted to the void. A Taoist nun stepped on the moon and looked down, "Hey... why is there a child here?"

The nun came down and checked.

"This kind of celestial pulse is unparalleled in the world, as straight as the incarnation of the dao of heaven... Where did this child come from?" The nun inspected it for a long time, and was very surprised: "Well, it's not a monster, this fairy, this aura... this body It is clearly an immortal body, there is nothing more immortal than this, not even a trace of negative impurities. No, it’s too weird, I have to figure it out.”

The nun carefully laid out a lot of fortune-telling items and calculated for three hours, probably the most careful calculation in her life.

"Uh, I will owe her? Did I miscalculate?" The nun scratched her head, "How can I owe this brat? Who are you? Do I recognize you?"

"The future is so vague. Is this child so powerful that he can reincarnate? Even I can't figure it out... My old lady is in the middle stage of Wuxiang, okay, practice for nothing?"

The Taoist figured it out for a long time, but still scratched her head: "It's strange that an elephant is a divination. Who are you? Do I recognize you?"

"Anyway, this is fate."

"Such a pure meaning, such a lonely heart, reflected leisurely, overlooking the world, like looking at the galaxy, like the unmoving celestial hub... Isn't this the inheritance of my clan?" Whoever teaches you well in this life, then you are the person of this life."

She raised her head and looked at the galaxy.

The Ming River is long and has existed forever.

"Then your name is Minghe." The nun grinned, "I'm Xiyue's only disciple, the only one. Because you are so good, I probably won't have time to teach others."

"Let's go, come back with me and make a beautiful female crown, Xiao Minghe. Don't blame me for taking you to become a monk. You are destined to be a monk. The secular world has nothing to do with people like you."

The past and present lives are all butted together, and all memories are completely awakened.

Minghe's sea of ​​consciousness was extremely chaotic, he hugged his head hard, and lost all perception around him.

If you practice in a quiet room, it should stabilize soon.

Unfortunately, the occasion was wrong.

This is the devil's lair, and the devil master is watching!

"Huh...haha..." The demon lord was ecstatic: "She actually started to wake up after seeing the Heart of the Styx?"

"The current her is no different from Styx, isn't this a god-sent opportunity?"

The benevolent and kind-hearted old monk instantly turned into a ferocious black mist, and vicious violence, hatred, hatred and greed filled Yanggu unscrupulously.

The Youri people were sweating profusely, and knelt down collectively: "See the devil."

Hei Wu ignored them at all, and quickly rushed towards Ming He, trying to devour her.

At this moment, the cracks in the void outside Yanggu, thunder and lightning, were so violent that it seemed that the whole Yanggu was about to be overthrown, and the earth shaking and mountain-shaking collapse moved all directions.

Qin Yi hit Taniguchi with a stick, and opened the door: "Devil Lord, get out of here!"

At the same time as the voice came, Ming He, who seemed to have lost his mind, suddenly had a divine light in his eyes.

The black pupils almost filled the whites of the eyes, and the cold murderous intent filled the sky and the earth.

"It's just a roulette wheel, but you dare to talk about the devil's heart!"

"Boom!" The Milky Way hangs upside down, the sun and the moon are dark, Yanggu seems to have lost all vitality, and it has completely melted into the sea of ​​darkness.

A shrill howling sound resounded over the entire Beiming sky, and the sea monsters far away in the East China Sea disappeared, and all of them appeared in Beiming, collectively looking up to the sky and shouting.

Really, the demon lord recovers, and Styx returns.