When the disaster of war brought it to the wasteland and void, the ancient Beidou star seemed to bloom the most dazzling light, but a curtain covering the sky swept in and faded away in an instant.
In Zixiao palace, Hongjun''s eyes are slightly open, and the inner middle road flows. It seems that the way of heaven runs. He has all his breath and sits on the cloud bed, but it seems that he is not among them.
The girl next to her looked at Yu qingjue curiously, who seemed to be sleeping. Then she looked at Xiang Hongjun. Her big eyes flashed with a little doubt: "master, Haotian, what''s the matter?"
Hongjun''s eyes turned slightly when he heard the speech. As soon as he pointed out, the streamer burst out and disappeared into yuqingjue''s body: "peace of mind, Haotian is just in an epiphany and will wake up soon."
At this time, the soul of the Yuan Dynasty was hazy, wandering among the universe in the body, and thousands of worlds were born based on the three thousand worlds of Buddhism and the thirty-six heavens of Taoism.
One life is a tree, one life is an animal, one life is a woman, one life is a stone, and one life is a floating... Thousands of reincarnations. There is only one thought in my heart, detachment, detachment from the reincarnation universe, constant obsession, changing the way of seeking Tao. I don''t know how long I will return to my heart and myself.
"Buzz"
Joy, celebration and admiration, the atmosphere of the universe surged into my heart. At the beginning, with a seed of the world, all kinds of opportunities to achieve a universe, just like my own offspring, yuqingjue smiled calmly, raised his hand, thousands of ways flowed, the world was broken in his hands, and endless laws surged endlessly.
"The theory of fate is illusory. The land of Dalai is beyond one of the long rivers of the world, but it falls into a larger river. Ha, under the law of chaos, it goes beyond the way of heaven, but enters another world."
Looking at the treasure in his hand, Yu qingjue raised his eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the three laws in the wheel of opposing the law were left by the ancient killing of three supreme demons in chaos in the past years, and then refined by Hongjun into this chaotic treasure: "I have almost mastered time, space and destiny, but the way of power. I still need to be a saint."
In the outside world, in the middle of the boundless world, there was a huge momentum of soaring into the sky, and all kinds of evil spirits rushed into the sky. Under the leadership of twelve evil gods and ancestors, they went to Zhoushan.
At the moment, at the top of Zhoushan mountain, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the two demon emperors Dijun led the demons to come at a gallop, and the demon family was full of evil spirit.
Candle nine Yin eyes narrowed: "Yo, you''re coming."
The sound of "wanton" roared, Kunpeng''s eyes soared coldly, and thousands of swords flew away with an ancient long sword in his hand.
As a demon master, under the superposition of the Qi luck of the demon family, Kunpeng can feel that his cultivation is increasing rapidly, which is quite different from his own cultivation. At the moment, the Lich has to fight.
"Hey, don''t say a word when you start." Zhu Rong raised his eyebrows and punched out. The fierce witch force swept out and shook the void.
"Boom"
The sky was covered with smoke and dust, and the horn of war sounded instantly.
The two sides fought, leaving no room. The tumbling figure, the burst of fire, thunder, all over the sky magic and magic collided, and the fallen body was smashed in an instant.
Twelve demon gods, ancestors and witches, rush into the demon family. It''s like entering a no man''s land. They rush and die when they touch it.
The Eastern Emperor frowned and changed his shape, so that the Eastern Emperor bell monopolized the four demon gods. The bell sound resounded through the heaven and earth. In the frozen space and time, it showed its power: "the witch family should be killed."
Emperor Jiang grinned when he heard the speech, and pointed to the Eastern Emperor: "Oh, flat hair, come on, I''m waiting for you to kill me, ha"
Arrogant words, however, have their own strong strength. Under the magic power of space, they appear and disappear. They are changeable. One fist is made with huge magic power.
"Hum"
With the sound of cold hum, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi froze time and space with the Eastern Emperor clock in his hand. The divine power of emperor Jiang was restrained. However, it was not easy to kill him. He punched the Eastern Emperor clock under impatience.
"Buzz"
Trembling void, the bell passed, time and space solidified, stepping out of the sun, the real fire swept through, and the hot fire crows burned all the people of the witch family around in an instant.
"The Eastern Emperor taiyier is looking for death." seeing the countless deaths and injuries of the children of the witch family, the candle nine is gloomy, and the energy of time bursts out. The stagnant body turns into dust in heaven and earth in an instant. The demon family is in a large empty place, and the way of time is shown with one hand.
On the other hand, Emperor Jun''s Hetu Luo books were flying, and the invisible array was launched in an instant, but two ancestral witches were included: "witch clan, today you will taste the anger of our demon clan."
The king of the demon family, the real fire of the sun around him turned into three legged golden black. The flame burned the air in his wings, and the hot air trembled even in the space.
"Ha, Dijun, you won''t forget what I Zhu Rong is playing. He actually uses the sun''s true fire to deal with me." Zhu Rong laughed and swallowed it. The sun was so good that it was immediately brought into his stomach, but then he vomited out.
Emperor Jun smiled coldly: "it''s you who are stupid. How can the sun''s real fire be swallowed up so easily." turning his hands, the real fire all over the sky emits endless power, drawing the power of the sun and stars, becoming more and more hot.
In the blink of an eye, countless Lich generations fell, and the bodies fell into the earth like rain. The murderous spirit rushed into the sky, shouting and scolding.
At this point
"Buzz"
Time stagnates, space solidifies, all lichs look fierce, and the hearts of the twelve ancestors of the witch, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Dijun, the nine demon gods, and the demon master Kunpeng shudder.
"You can''t have another dispute in ten thousand years. Let''s break up."
In the blink of an eye, the two ethnic groups fighting together found that they had returned to the ethnic group, and the evil spirit was suddenly cleared.
"Daozu, the ability of saints is so terrible that all of us are banned when we think about it." emperor Jiang''s face changes slightly. That voice is not the Hongjun who preached the world before, but such ability is thrilling.
Ten thousand years later, the two ethnic groups could not start the expedition again, but it gave the ethnic group a chance to develop. In the previous battle, countless fell.
"Three thousand years have come. Come to Zixiao palace soon."
Time does not stay for anyone, perhaps in the blink of an eye, but also a stunned God, passing in a hurry.
The ancient Taoist temple has stood in chaos, and the violent power has swept through, but it can''t give a trace of damage.
Dijun, Taiyi of the Eastern Emperor, Kunpeng, looking at the backland alone, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to leave the zuwu.
"Senior brothers, please come in." a clear voice came, and a girl stepped out of Zixiao palace.
Houtu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but the breath of Dijun''s three people could feel it. I thought there would be a war here.
"In the past, I had the chance to become the first saint in the flood and wasteland, and educated thousands of people in the flood and wasteland. This is the last time." Hongjun''s figure seems to have been sitting on the cloud bed, but people''s eyes can''t catch a trace of Tao''s body, which is slim and unpredictable: "the Tao of saints lies in power, in the chaos of yin and Yang of three corpses, and in the merit and virtue of heaven and earth..."
The last sermon is how to achieve the position of sage, the way of power is groundbreaking, a huge world, and the law is perfect and infinite.
The Yin and Yang of the three corpses are chaotic. The innate body exists in Yin and Yang, but you can get great purity by cutting. It is because your mind is more thorough and free of scale, the internal demons are not born, and the external demons are difficult to disturb. It is gathered in chaos to achieve the position of a saint. It is changeable, and only idealism.
The way of merit and virtue is to create heaven and earth, and work in heaven and earth. Countless merit and virtue are added to the body. The position of a saint is imminent, which is a reward from heaven. However, there are few things that can have great merit and virtue between heaven and earth, which is daunting.
"You can be confused." Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at the people below.
"Dare you ask the teacher, who can become a saint?" the people focused on themselves, but the supreme mother had to ask.
Hong Jun smiled when he heard the speech. There was a brilliant light in his eyes. The seven lights of Hong Meng in his hand twinkled with different Brilliance: "this is the purple Qi of Hong Meng. Those who get it get twice the result with half the effort to understand the law of heaven. It is a key to the way to saints."
People''s eyes lit up when they heard the speech. Hongmeng Ziqi is a key to open the door of the Tao. Even if Hongjun is not preaching, he can use this thing to understand the laws of heaven and become a saint.
"Sanqing is my disciple. These three principles are for you."
"Zhunti, take the lead in the wasteland. These two ways are for you."
Seven to five, but there were only two left. Everyone was surprised and quickly bowed down: "please give me the avenue."
Hongjun frowned slightly, meditated for a moment and looked at Nu Wa: "would you like to be my closing disciple?"
Nu Wa''s eyes lit up when she heard the speech, and immediately bowed down: "disciple willing"
"Good"
The people stared at the last Hongmeng purple Qi. The winner of the six Tao had been decided by Hongjun: "well, it depends on your chance."
After Hongjun finished speaking, he let go of the prohibition in his hand, and Hongmeng purple Qi soared up. In the change, he disappeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"This?"