Cultivation starts from breaking through the sky

Chapter 510
On the island, before the stone wall.

Xiao Han and the others stared closely at a line of inscriptions on the stone wall in front of them:
I have a sacred heart, when the dust is gone, the light will be born, and it will break through thousands of mountains and rivers.

———Sword Master of Lihen

A Heavenly Sovereign level sword master left a handwriting with mottled ancient characters, and I don't know how many vicissitudes he has gone through, but a short line of words is shocking to the soul.

This sword master claimed that he had the ambition of being a saint, but the reality was cruel. He stopped in the sea of ​​suffering and did not find the other shore of the same saint.

Years have passed, and there is no way to know the experience of this sword master in the sea of ​​suffering, but one can roughly imagine the scene of the sword master at that time. , this line of ancient characters must be the true portrayal of his heart when he was dying.

With a sacred ambition, I died with regrets.

The way of the holy grade is extremely difficult. Since ancient times, one sage's achievements have been exhausted. However, this holy way still has a fatal attraction for people. For thousands of years, countless people have followed suit.

Although there are tens of thousands of people in the way of proving the holy, I will go there.

This Juggernaut is only one in ten million who fell down on this road to become a saint.

Looking at the words left by the sword master on the stone wall, the young juniors of the Great Thousand World were deeply moved. For them, the holy way is too unpredictable, and they cannot understand the hardships of the way to become holy. , but judging from the words left by the sword master, they can vaguely understand this holy way at this moment, and it is not easy to walk.

Perhaps, some people cannot touch the threshold of the holy way in their whole life.

"Holy product!" Xiao Han and the others all had serious expressions on their faces.

"Let's go." Xiao Han said to Xiao Yan, and then he didn't stay any longer, and took the lead in plundering towards the sea of ​​bitterness.

A group of young people set foot on the journey of suffering again.

Where is the other side?

After passing by that island, Xiao Han and his group never met other islands again. What they faced was only the vast sea of ​​suffering day after day, with black waves raging in the sky, and the scene was the same every day.

In the dark sky and sea of ​​suffering, a group of young people walked forward day and night.

Time passes, but there is no reference to the passage of time, so that later, Xiao Han and others have forgotten the existence of time here.

Walking is the only thing they can do.

Day after day, there is no concept of time in the sea of ​​suffering, and Xiao Han and his party do not know how long they have been walking in the sea of ​​suffering.

The other shore is far away.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, the itinerary, and the loneliness. This is a kind of torment and a kind of spiritual torture.

Enough to drive you crazy.

"I'm not leaving, we can't get out." A junior from the Hall of Human Slaughter stopped in his tracks, and he gave up.

"Ah, I don't want to die, I want to go out!" Another person stopped, scratching his hair, and his spirit fell into a breakdown.

As soon as the words fell, a monstrous storm swept out from the bottom of their feet, directly swallowing the bodies of the two of them completely, and killed them instantly.

This is the cruelty of the bitter sea. If you give up, you can only die.

Xiao Han and the others did not stop, but continued to move forward. They had become accustomed to this kind of death. In the sea of ​​bitterness, this kind of death was happening every day.

The Sea of ​​Bitterness, where the opportunities for holy goods are hidden, mediocre people can't get it.

In the sea of ​​bitterness, one either dies in humility; or one lives in glory.

Here, from the moment you enter, it is destined to belong to the strong.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and there is no shore to turn back. There are not many young talents who stepped into the sea of ​​suffering with great ambitions before, and there are not many left.

Now, in the sea of ​​bitterness, there are only a handful of people left, Xiao Han, Xiao Yan, Lin Xiyan, and Mahetian from the five ancient clans, no more than ten people.

Outsiders can't understand the cruelty here.

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On this day, Xiao Han and others finally discovered another island. There is also a stone wall with engraved characters here, but it is different from before. There is no skeleton in front of the stone wall.

Moreover, the inscription on the stone wall is not a message of regret at the time of death, but two deafening verses:
"Where did Bodhi come to have the fruit, and today I know that I am me!"

In front of the stone wall, there are no skeletons, and the poems reveal a sense of enlightenment.

"Could it be that there was a strong man here to prove the way of the holy?" Xiao Han and others had such a guess, after all, this is also the most reasonable guess.

The discovery of this island is undoubtedly exciting.

The lonely journey, the sea of ​​suffering without the other side, the discovery here is undoubtedly hope for Xiao Han and others, and it also proves it from a certain aspect.

The sea of ​​bitterness is not without shore.

It's just that they haven't found a way to get to the other shore.

"These two poems may be the way to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering."

Xiao Han and his group did not leave, they all chose to stay in front of this stone wall to find the way to the other shore. Since someone has crossed from here to the other shore, then they can too.

So, a group of people started to circle the stone wall every day, and started their own thinking.

"Where did Bodhi come to have the fruit, and today I know who I am!" Every day, these two lines of poetry are still the most talked about by the group.

As time goes by, everyone has more or less a certain feeling in their hearts.

"I think...I see."

On this day, Xiao Han, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone wall, stood up. He walked to the edge of the island, with the sea of ​​bitterness under his feet. Xiao Han looked at the surging waves in the distance, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, this sentence is not wrong.

Because the sea of ​​bitterness is never in front of your eyes, but in your heart.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness in my heart?
"Everything that has an appearance is illusory. It can break the illusory, and the state of mind is perfect, and it can prove the holy way." Xiao Han's eyes are clear, he is in the clouds, and he is not afraid of the clouds to cover his eyes.

"I also understand." At this time, Xiao Yan also came over, and the two stood side by side, looking at the sea of ​​suffering.

"What did you see?" Xiao Han looked into the distance, without looking at Xiao Yan, and just asked.

"Shenhuo." Xiao Yan responded, and also asked: "What did you see?"

"Holy Ice." Xiao Han said.

"You see the divine fire, and I see the holy ice. We have seen our respective holy ways." Xiao Han said.

Then, the two looked at each other with a smile, stepped forward, and the flowers on the other side bloomed...

(End of this chapter)