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The Gate of Creation Volume 1 Chapter 1287 Past and Present Life

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    Ning Cheng had seen the Yuan Clan's technique, which was indeed a branch of the destiny technique.  It was just that after practicing it, it completely transformed and became the Destiny Kung Fu Technique.  In addition to self-cultivation, this technique can also enhance one's strength through shortcuts. This shortcut is to absorb the worship power of believers.  At the beginning, A Li briefly explained the Wish Power technique to Ning Cheng, and Ning Cheng also roughly understood the way to practice the Destiny of Wish.  The more devout a believer is, the purer and stronger his will will be.  For the remnant souls who practice the destiny of long-cherished wishes, the purity of wish power is crucial.  A spark was swept over by the power of Remnant Soul's thoughts, and the dry wood on the altar under Yu Qing's feet suddenly burned.  Ning Cheng was extremely anxious, but his expression looked unusually calm, and he even had a hint of a smile as he sang softly, "If you don't know fate, you can't cultivate yourself. If the sky is not in season, the sun and moon will have no light; if the earth is not in season, no vegetation will grow.  . There is no destiny, no foundation for cultivation, and Taoism is mixed. I use my pure soul to pray for my destiny, and I voluntarily use my life to pray for the emperor and sacrifice my life for the emperor" Ning Cheng's chanting voice continued.  issued, and at the same time stepped on the dry wood and stepped onto the altar.  The flames burned Ning Cheng's clothes in an instant and began to burn his hair and skin.  The reason why he dared to do this was because Ning Cheng knew too much about the cultivation of Wishful Destiny.  No matter how pure the soul's will is, it is not as powerful as the pious will that is voluntarily contributed.  Yu Qing¡¯s soul is pure, but Yu Qing is obviously not willing to be burned to death, and is unwilling to use his soul and life to strengthen the remaining souls who practice the destiny of destiny.  But Ning Cheng was different. When he chanted this, he was actually willing to stand up and dedicate his life to the remnant soul of the Yuan clan. This was what the remnant soul of the Yuan clan wanted most.  Ning Cheng¡¯s cultivation base was lost. He was a Hunyuan strongman after all, and his vaguely powerful soul wishing power made the remnants of the wishing clan abandon Yu Qing long ago.  How can such a pure and voluntary powerful soul and sacrificial life be adulterated by other souls?  So after Dan Ningcheng stepped onto the altar, he easily pulled Yu Qing away from the altar column.  "You hurry up and leave." Yu Qing smelled the smell of burnt skin on Ning Cheng's body and shouted anxiously.  She was no longer willing to consider whether what Ning Cheng said before was true or false.  A person who can risk his life to save her, even if he lies, is sincere to her.  Since she can remember, no one has ever volunteered to be burned to death to save her.  She could feel the torment even before the flames burned her body, but Ning Cheng had already been ignited. How could he withstand this kind of pain and suffering?  And she could only watch Ning Cheng being burned by fire in front of her. This feeling was unbearable for her. She would rather burn herself.  The tearing pain spread from Ning Cheng¡¯s skin to his heart, and then penetrated into the deepest part of his soul.  Even though Ning Cheng had endured all kinds of terrible injuries through physical training, nothing was as painful as being burned by flames.  He had been refining his body before, and he could finally use his exercises to resist, and he could even use elixirs to help.  But now, he was forcing the flames to burn him.  "Brother Ning" "Brother" The voices of the little beggar and the Mi brothers and sisters came, extremely anxious.  The three people also ran over from a distance, obviously wanting to pull out the fire and rescue Ning Cheng.  "Ning Cheng, please leave quickly. I believe what you say" Yu Qing almost cried. She didn't know where she got the courage to drag Ning Cheng out of the fire.  Ning Cheng knew that he definitely couldn¡¯t leave. If he left, how could the remaining souls who were practicing the Yuan Clan¡¯s skills stop?  He knew clearly from the fact that the flame did not burn Yu Qing.  He grabbed Yu Qing's arm, twisted his face, and said in hoarse words that were almost inaudible, "You don't need to take it to heart, and you don't owe me anything You froze to death for me in the previous life, and let me burn for you in this life."  Death" He was worried that if Yu Qing succeeded in cultivation in the future, he would also have Dao marks in his heart.  After saying this, he grabbed Yu Qing and threw it out with all his strength. At the same time, he shouted, "Little beggar, you three remember, if anyone dares to bully Yu Qing, he will be killed without mercy" "  No" Yu Qing didn't even say the next sentence before he was thrown towards the three little beggars by Ning Cheng from above the flames.  "Bang!" The moment Yu Qing was thrown out by Ning Cheng, the fire completely erupted, and people outside could no longer see the slightest shadow of Ning Cheng. It was completely a small volcano.  The three little beggars who ran closer supported Yu Qing and stared blankly at the flaming hill, dumbfounded.  They could only look at this flame.  When Yu Qing was thrown out and the flames burst out, there was a 'click', and it was as if a shackle was suddenly cracked and shattered in Ning Cheng's heart.  The endless Dao Yun aura gathered over, and the divine consciousness that could not be released suddenly stretched out. The divine energy rose crazily, and Dao Yun condensed around Ning Cheng one after another.    A kind of ecstasy surged into Ning Cheng's heart. His Dao Mark was sending Yu Qing out, replacing the moment when Yu Qing was burned by fire, and he was as arrogant as his cultivation.  When his cultivation level recovers, this kind of ordinary fire will have no effect even if it burns him for thousands of years.  The charm of the Tao permeates the air, and the cultivation level is restored. The burned body is no longer tormented in the flames, but a kind of nirvana, and the strength of the body is also returning rapidly.  Ning Cheng¡¯s consciousness immediately swept out the sky, and the next moment he saw the remnant soul hiding in the sky above the Zhuming Temple.  Ning Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it without hesitation. A tearing scream came out. Zhu Ming's remnant soul was restrained by Ning Cheng's space. Without any resistance in Ning Cheng's hand, it turned into fly ash.  The soul is destroyed.  The beautiful ornate temple collapsed crazily at this moment and turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.  The rolling thunder roared dullly in the air, and Ning Cheng just wanted to roar, his cultivation level restored.  The traces of the avenue were repaired, his cultivation was restored, and his strength directly reached the late Hunyuan period.  Although it has not yet reached the realm of harmony, it will only be a matter of time.  With the help of Looking Back Bodhisattva, he had already seen the path to harmony.  A series of terrifying space vortex pressures rolled in, and the surrounding space began to crack.  The terrifying suction force of the vortex seemed to be about to completely suck Ning Cheng into the void in the next moment.  Ning Cheng knew very well what was going on. This was because his strength had recovered and the Dao Yun rules were too powerful for this interface to bear.  But Ning Cheng didn't care. With his strength, if he wanted to restrain his Taoist charm and gain a foothold in this low-level interface, he could do it.  Just when Ning Cheng wanted to restrain his Dao Yun rules aura, a familiar and terrifying Dao Yun aura pounced on him.  Ning Cheng¡¯s heart trembled, this rhyme was so familiar to him.  Back when he was above the underground abyss of Taiyi Realm, he was caught by that handprint once. The handprint at that time was far less powerful than it is now.  This time he felt the rhyme aura again, and it was more than a thousand times more powerful than the palm print before.  Leave quickly, you must not stay in this place.  This was Ning Cheng's only thought. As soon as this thought came to him, he did not make any resistance and allowed the crazy vortex of Dao Yun to suck him away.  The suction of this rhyme vortex is because his cultivation level is too strong and he is not allowed to stay in the low-level interface.  Ning Cheng could resist, but now he didn't dare to resist.  Once he resists the suction of this vortex, the fingerprints of the familiar aura will definitely hit this interface.  Regardless of whether he is the opponent's opponent or not, with that terrifying momentum, this low-level interface will definitely be blown to pieces.  After Ning Cheng followed the Dao Yun vortex into the void, he felt the powerful aura following him like a tarsal maggot.  Ning Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. This person must be far stronger than him, even more powerful than him by several levels.  But as long as this person follows him and ignores the low-level interface where Jiangsha City is located.  Otherwise, he would not be able to stop it.  Ning Cheng ran away madly in the void, and that aura followed madly behind.  Ning Cheng didn't know how many interfaces he had escaped and how many voids he had crossed, but that handprint still followed him.  It was too slow. Ning Cheng knew that the powerful aura following him was just the induction of the strong man.  The reason for this was because the strong man was extremely far away from him. Once the strong man chased him, he would never be able to escape.  When another space vortex appeared in front of Ning Cheng, Ning Cheng directly entered the Xuanhuang Pearl, causing the Xuanhuang Pearl to be automatically involved in the space vortex.  The Xuanhuang Pearl has long since become his. Without his consent, no one will feel it.  ¡­¡­Jiangsha City was completely silent at this time.  Ning Cheng's replacement of Yu Qing in the fire was not a big deal.  Thunder rolled in the sky, and everyone standing in the open space felt the oppression of death in the sound of rolling thunder.  Fortunately, the oppression disappeared in an instant, and later, all that everyone could see and feel was the collapse of the Holy Temple.  After a long time, when the oppressive breath of death disappeared, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted softly, "Hey, why do I feel that the Emperor Zhu Ming no longer exists?" "I feel it too, and I no longer have the desire I had before.  The idea of ??kneeling down to pray" No one said that this matter was okay. When someone mentioned it, another voice immediately aroused, "The leader has done many evil things and was finally punished by God. This place was also destroyed by thunder.  They were shattered" "Yes, these people have done many evil things" One voice turned into ten, ten turned into hundreds, and then formed countless voices.  The believers who wished the emperor secretly began to retreat becauseWe ourselves have also lost the idea of ??the power of prayer.  The sparks have been lit, and even if they retreat, there is no way to stop them.  Countless people rushed towards the believers, and countless people fought together.  By the time we get to the end, we can¡¯t even tell who is a believer and who is not a believer.  When the city lord of Jiangsha City saw this scene, he didn't pay much attention to it, but calmly began to mobilize troops to quell the chaos.  He knew that after this incident, there would no longer be a monthly sacrifice in Jiangsha City, nor would there be any leader to wish the emperor the best.  ¡­ In the crowded square, the people had already dispersed, leaving only bloodstains and mess on the ground.  Only Yu Qing was still standing beside the altar that had been trampled to the ground. Behind her were three little beggars.  Dreams, Ningcheng, altars, fires, past lives, this life These scenes were constantly intertwined and confused in her mind, and she couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.  Only Ning Cheng's words are still clear, "Don't take it to heart. You froze to death for me in the previous life. Let me burn to death for you in this life" (Today's update ends here. Good night, dear friends. By the way,  beg
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