This martial god is too extreme

The holy scene, the Sea of ​​Bitterness, is boundless and boundless, and there are hidden taboos and secrets hidden under the black water.

This is the depth of the mind and the only way to the immortals and gods.

Countless warriors fought to cross it, just to cross the sea of ​​suffering, increase their life span by five hundred years, and see the vast world.

At this moment, on the sea of ​​suffering, candles are constantly fighting to move forward.

There are no waves in the sea of ​​suffering and the sea is calm. Even if those candles try their best, they can only make progress like a turtle pacing.

"Damn! When will it be over?"

"This sea of ​​suffering is really not meant for humans to cross! Let's forget about it."

"Okay! You said it was a mess, so don't fight for it. When your mind and body are exhausted and someone uses your body to refine a treasure, don't cry!"

The consciousness of each candlelight is communicating.

It adds a bit of fun to this boring struggle.

"Look, that boss Gou is here again!"

There was a candlelight shouting.

Then he looked up at the candlelight and saw an incomparably majestic figure illuminated by the light of his mind walking slowly above the calm sea of ​​suffering.

The sea of ​​suffering that blocked the world was as long as the earth under his feet, and it was like walking on flat ground.

"What's going on with this big guy? It's been more than half a month, why are you still hanging around here?"

"Who knows, maybe the boss has his own ideas and likes to cruise in the sea of ​​suffering."

"You know what the heck, there are rumors that there are great secrets and great fortunes in the holy scene. Maybe this person is coming back to look for those opportunities!"

"What great secret? Great fortune?"

"Damn it! I didn't know that I have already exhausted my energy just to fight for the crossing. How can I have any energy left to pay attention to these things? Those secrets of nature are things that only the big guys can think about."

Listening to the exchanges between the candlelighters, Su Tu couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

These guys obviously misunderstood themselves and thought they were higher-level bosses coming back to patrol.

As everyone knows, Su Tu is now in the same level of suffering as them, and needs to cross the sea of ​​suffering before he can be promoted to the next level.

It's just that he is a little bit more relaxed than other contenders.

After half a month of fighting for the crossing, Su Tu was already very familiar with this holy scene of the sea of ​​suffering.

In just a few steps, he had traversed half of the realm from the beginning of the Sea of ​​Suffering, surpassing countless mental candles.

Attracting countless candlelights to marvel at.

The scenery of the Sea of ​​Bitterness remains the same forever. Although I am clearly standing in the depths of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the surrounding scenes are no different from the original place.

There are obviously a lot less candlelight here, with only a few scattered dots surrounding it.

They are not so much candles, but rather red lanterns.

Each mind is several times or even dozens of times stronger than the original candles.

They are all the first echelon of the sea of ​​suffering. They have traveled to the deepest part of the sea of ​​suffering, but their way forward has been blocked by invisible obstacles.

It is obvious that if you take another step forward, you can cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the next level, but there is no way to make any progress.

And now, Su Tu is also facing the same dilemma as them.

It is said that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering, but only after reaching this point do we understand that the end is not scary. What is scary is that the end is clearly within reach, but it seems to be separated by countless worlds, longing for it and out of reach.

"Boss, you're here again. Why don't you teach some of our brothers some experience?"

Youxin asked Su Tu.

They look very familiar.

This is not surprising, there are only a few minds at the end of the sea of ​​suffering, and everyone is familiar with each other.

When Su Tu first arrived here, many people felt terrified.

After all, the true form of Su Tu's mind is too majestic and terrifying. If there is a slight change, they may be sent back to their own world to repair their minds.

However, as the past half month passed, Su Tu came here every day. Although he never communicated with them, everyone could feel that this senior was not that kind of arrogant person, but was very gentle on the contrary.

Therefore, there are many people who like to chat with Su Tu, and some want to ask Su Tu how to overcome this unknown obstacle.

But no matter how they asked, Su Tu never spoke.

It wasn't that Su Tu was cold, but the fact that when he opened his mouth, his voice was like thunder in the sky, and he had accidentally shaken others' minds back to his own world for repair, which already made Su Tu a little embarrassed.

It took a lot of effort for these minds to reach this point. If one's own words ruin the practice of mind, it would be really harmful.

Su Tu did not intend to speak again until he could completely control the true nature of his mind in the holy scene.

He looked at the boundless sea of ​​suffering in front of him and wanted to take a step forward.

But somewhere, there was a force twisting his consciousness. Every time he tried to lift his foot, the power of his mind would be invisibly reduced, making it difficult to step out.

"What's the difference?"

Su Tu frowned slightly. At the intermediate level of Linghui and Caidao, Su Tu could swim in the sea of ​​suffering without hindrance.

After Linghui and Caidao both reached high levels, he stepped into the end of the sea of ​​suffering, thinking that he should naturally enter the next holy scene.

But this hidden obstacle stood in front of him.

"Not even close, not even close."

Su Tu always felt that he was just a little short of taking this step, but he didn't know what was missing.

His eyes scanned the entire sea of ​​suffering.

Looking at the thousands of candles fighting among them, countless minds couldn't help but shake their heads slightly.

Mental cultivation is really the field of genius, but even with the blessing of the system panel, I am stuck at the end of the sea of ​​suffering.

"Maybe I was too anxious, and I was so busy rushing that I forgot to see the scenery along the way in the bitter sea."

Since he accidentally entered the bitter sea, Su Tu has been struggling to cross forward every day, thinking only of reaching the next level quickly, but he has not noticed the magnificence of this holy scene.

But the conversation with Lin Feiyang a few days ago reminded Su Tu.

This holy scene is the only way to the gods of the immortals. Even the existences of the gods, the venerables, and the Taoist masters have not completely figured out the mystery.

There must be a lot of secrets in this bitter sea. Since I can't break through now, I might as well explore the bitter sea.

He lowered his head and thought about it, and his attention was naturally attracted by the black and deep bitter sea under him.

"I have been struggling to cross the bitter sea all the time, but I have never thought about what is under this bitter sea!"

The mind rises, and the spirit arrives.

As we all know, everything that floats on the surface must be the most superficial, and the real secrets and mysteries must be hidden in the deepest part.

The mind and spirit leaped forward and rushed to the bottom of the sea of ​​suffering.

Crash! !

As Su Tu rushed into the sea of ​​suffering, the sea of ​​suffering, which seemed to be always calm and waveless, actually rippled with angry waves.

Boom! !

The sea of ​​suffering seemed to be enraged at this moment, and a great terror seemed to be awakening from it. Many weak candles could not withstand a few turbulences and were destroyed in an instant.

More candles were pushed back deeply by the waves, and the few steps forward that they had finally taken were completely wiped out, causing them to curse.

At the end of the sea of ​​suffering, the minds that watched Su Tu rush into the sea of ​​suffering were stunned at this moment.

"Fuck! What is that guy going to do?"

"No, he rushed to the bottom of the bitter sea?"

"Can the bitter sea go down!"

"How do I know? It's already hard to cross the bitter sea. How many lunatics would go down there!"

"Do you think there is a possibility that the reason why we can't pass through the last layer of the bitter sea is because the bitter sea should go downstream?"

"It's not certain. Maybe that big guy is using this method to show us the way!"

An extremely vigorous mind spoke.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet. A strong mind looked at me and I looked at you.

As if it had touched some blind spot.

Finally, a mind couldn't help but be curious; "No, I have to try. At worst, I can return to my world to cultivate!"

As the voice fell.

The mind that burned like a flame imitated Su Tu's appearance and dived under the bitter sea.

The rest of the mind stared closely at his every move.

Then

Zila~

The moment the flame mind sank into the bitter sea, it was extinguished in an instant, just like a flame sinking into the sea.

A mind was instantly shattered.

"Damn!! I really can't learn from the big guys!"

"Hiss! Poor kid, I don't know how long it will take to get back here again."

A group of minds muttered and silently mourned for that person.

At the same time, they looked at the bottom of the bitter sea with extremely curious eyes, wondering what the big guy saw.

What did he see.

To be honest, Su Tu didn't know what he saw under the bitter sea.

His mind was sinking, and the deeper he went, the more he felt an unspeakable pressure.

There were countless chaotic whispers in his ears, and those voices seemed to be chanting something, sacrificing something, and telling something.

Su Tu couldn't hear clearly.

In the end, with his current mental strength, when he reached a depth of about one thousand meters below the bitter sea, he could no longer sink.

At the moment he stopped sinking.

A series of brilliant lights appeared in front of his eyes. The light was sacred, chaotic, majestic, evil, and all kinds of complex and contradictory mental breaths gathered in it.

Finally, it turned into a 'drawing board' and appeared in front of Su Tu.

"This is it!!" Su Tu's mind was lifted. There was indeed a secret under this sea of ​​suffering.

On it, there seemed to be a few names written sporadically, but he couldn't see clearly. There was a terrifying mental power covering it all.

The 'drawing board' had a vague attraction, as if calling Su Tu to write his name in it.

At this moment, the Chinese people's "I'm here" engraved in their bones played a role.

Su Tu's mind was about to leave his name on the drawing board.

He vaguely felt that this was a great opportunity.

But!!

As soon as Su Tu's name was left at the beginning, he felt that the whole mental state was empty. His mental power was exhausted!

The next moment.

His true appearance disappeared

On the drawing board, only one stroke of his name was left.

Fuck.

On the way to the express maglev train.

A boy with pockmarks on his face was boasting: "So, my luck is a little bad. I have opened 66 orifices now, and the speed of opening up has amazed many teachers."

"If I hadn't been unlucky, I would have had a place in this training camp."

Hua Hua sighed and turned away helplessly. Since getting on the train, this pockmarked boy has been bragging about his talent.

Like a nouveau riche, he has been showing off to the girls around him and peeking at her from time to time.

If it wasn't for the sake of pleasing the eyes, she would have moved to another place long ago.

"So handsome" Hua Hua put her hand on her chin and looked at the boy sitting in the aisle, her eyes full of peach blossoms.

The boy had closed his eyes and pretended to sleep since he got on the bus, but his detached temperament and handsome appearance attracted Hua Hua directly.

So much so that she would rather endure the nagging of the pockmarked man than change her seat.

Ignoring the pockmarked man's voice, Hua Hua pretended to casually glance at the boy's face.

Just at this moment.

The boy slowly opened his eyes and their eyes met.

Hua Hua only felt her whole body solemn, and her dark eyes were rippling with a faint light at this moment, like the collapse of unreachable mountains.

Just a glance at each other, it was like the mountains were pressing down.

"Are you okay?" Su Tu looked at the girl who was looking at him and asked.

"No, it's okay." Hua Hua looked at Su Tu again, and there was no longer the terrifying oppression she had just felt.

Su Tu had just returned from the sea of ​​suffering, and his mental power had not been restrained, which caused this scene.

Today is the day to report to Gusen. Tang Yangwu originally invited Su Tu to go there by car, but Su Tu refused and went there by himself by the suspended train.

[You have glimpsed the source of the bitter sea, spiritual wisdom proficiency +50, and the proficiency of the path +50]

[Spiritual wisdom (high level): 2170/5000]

[Path (high level): 1400/5000]

"That thing is the source of the bitter sea." Su Tu thought of the "drawing board".

Sure enough, the bitter sea holy scene is mysterious and unpredictable, and exploring everywhere really yielded something.

"Brother, my name is Liu Tianfang, and I have opened sixty-six orifices. From your appearance, you are also a warrior."

Just as Su Tu was thinking, the pockmarked boy stuck his head out and spoke to Su Tu.