In a state of confusion, Fang Yuan arrived at an ancient immortal sect. Fang Yuan, or the person in the dream, began his true cultivation there. He knew the importance of strength, and his effort far exceeded that of the others. The immortal There was naturally some unhappiness in the door, but it was nothing compared to his previous encounters. He became silent and more fierce. He smiled at everyone, but the other party got in his way. He doesn't mind stabbing the opponent. As long as he can get more resources, more powerful techniques and magic weapons, he will use all means to fight for them. As long as he can become stronger, he will have no fear...
Hundreds of years have passed, and he has become a well-known monk in the golden elixir realm. He also has a gentle Taoist companion and has become a great monk that everyone envies. However, God is always so unfair. His cultivation Because something went wrong, he became obsessed, and then everything changed. He stayed in the stone room, unable to go anywhere, unable to move...
Everyone was waiting for him to die, but he just refused to die.
He lived in this state for a hundred years, using this breath of existence to show his unwillingness.
But he refused to die, but others couldn't wait any longer. When Tong'er pushed him to bask in the sun, he seemed to have slipped and was pushed to the bottom of the cliff. It was the Serving Demon Cliff, and there were countless monsters below. No matter who falls, there will be no good end!
What's more, he is an old, weak and disabled person who can't move
But he happened to survive. He was really lucky. It was as if between life and death, his body had undergone certain changes, and he could actually move. So he bit the monsters like a wild beast, killing those who wanted to eat. He possessed monsters and survived by eating their flesh and blood. More importantly, he actually obtained the inheritance of an ancient immortal family here, which solved his problem of becoming possessed. Not only did he recover his cultivation, but he also After forming the Nascent Soul, he jumped out of the magic cliff and returned to the Immortal Sect...
Then he figured out that his Taoist companion was the mastermind behind everything.
The reason is simple, she just doesn't want to spend a hundred years of youth with a disabled person like herself anymore...
She and her eldest disciple...
So, he hung up his Taoist companions and his eldest disciple...
The Immortal Sect was shocked, and they all came to persuade him, thinking that he should not do this, as it was against the ethos of the Immortal Family...
He looked at those hypocritical faces and asked: Where were you when I became a useless person and was harmed by others
His anger could not be quelled, and he separated from the Immortal Sect. Then in a fit of anger, he started fighting with the elders of the Immortal Sect. Only then did he realize that they were also so weak. He used the power of Nascent Soul to directly destroy them. The entire Immortal Sect was destroyed and all were killed!
Immortal masters began to hunt him down, accusing him of being a demon!
He killed all those people!
In the process, he suddenly discovered that I am so powerful, so why don't I conquer the world
So he began to conquer strong men from all walks of life, establish his own Taoism, compete with the great immortal sects, and compete with all kinds of powerful enemies. He found that the more he fought, the stronger he became, and the more he fought, the more he hated. He hated everyone who stood in front of him. , killed them all, the Taoist tradition was also destroyed, and those who dared to be enemies of themselves had their remains refined, their souls sealed, and turned into puppets who would kneel in front of themselves forever...
He killed the five great masters, he killed the ten great demon generals...
He subdued ten gods and demons, assassinated the Taoist master of Hun Ling Dao, and stole his Taoist fruit...
In the end, step by step, he gradually reached the top of the world and became one of the most powerful beings in the world. No one in the world can threaten him casually, and his cultivation has reached an unprecedented level. He touched the ethereal immortal way, and his own way emerged in his heart. From then on, he changed his name to Dao Chengkong, because in his view, the final outcome of all ways is empty, and only the way becomes empty. Only when everything is empty can all this have a safe ending...
He felt that when his road came to an end, what he had wanted in his whole life would finally come to fruition.
Then came the great catastrophe...
This great catastrophe that comes every three thousand years has finally arrived again...
He rushed forward to meet the dark demonic breath falling from the sky, and filled the sky with his immortal power...
"Who are you?"
He faintly heard a will asking questions above the endless nine heavens.
He then shouted: "I even respect the Tao to become empty..."
The voice rang again: "Who are you?"
He shouted: "I am arrogant and arrogant. The Supreme Immortal King Dao Chengkong is empty..."
But the voice still asked: "Who are you?"
Fang Yuan suddenly realized that the voice was asking him, he was asking who he was...
In my heart, there are countless voices following that will, shouting: "I am the Tao that has become empty..."
"I am Dao Chengkong..."
"I am the poor young master of the Lu family, and I am Dao Chengkong who destroys everything..."
Fang Yuan vaguely felt that as long as he shouted these words, the catastrophe would no longer be so terrible. He could defeat the catastrophe, he could get everything, everything he had accumulated over the past thousand years, and from now on , he can be at ease in the world, superior to all living beings, he will have no opponents, no restraints, only the endless freedom waiting for him...
He wanted to shout those words so much...
But the whole person seemed to have been swallowed up by that voice.
But just when he almost lost all his will and shouted those words, his eyebrows suddenly became hot...
There was the talisman that Elder Yun had placed between his eyebrows. It seemed to sense something!
It was this talisman that aroused Fang Yuan's last spiritual consciousness.
He finally held back and refrained from shouting these words, and then tried desperately to escape from this big dream...
The scene in front of him gradually changed. Fang Yuan found that there was no dark demonic aura in front of him. He only saw that he was in a fairy palace. One foot crossed the threshold and before it landed on the ground, there was Directly opposite him, in the middle of the palace, there was a black throne. On the throne, there was a man in purple robe sitting, and he was looking towards him...
There was no trace of life in him, and he had been dead for an unknown number of years, but his empty eyes were still looking straight at him.
"Did you just fall into a big dream?"
Fang Yuan's foot landed on the ground, and he felt confused for a while. In that dream, he had experienced a thousand years of life, seen all the changes in smoke and clouds, and experienced all kinds of life. But in fact, this was just a step forward by himself. A dream at the threshold moment
Looking at the man in purple robe, he suddenly thought of who he was...
That is Tao Cheng Kong, that is myself in the dream...
The dream he had just now was a dream about Dao becoming empty...
Looking around the throne, there is a circle of kneeling black figures. Each one has his hands tied behind his back and lowers his head towards the throne. There are more than ten of these people. Each one of them is dressed in simple clothes and has an extraordinary momentum. They look casual. Like a big shot in charge!
Fang Yuan suddenly remembered that these were not fake, these were the opponents who were made puppets by Dao Chengkong in the dream...
He thought it was an illusion, but he didn't expect these puppets were still there...
They are still kneeling beside Dao Chengkong...
Now that thousands of years have passed, Dao Chengkong still keeps them by his side...
What's even more shocking is that Fang Yuan can clearly feel that those kneeling around him seem unwilling to continue to be humiliated after death. There is always a feeling of grievance, and every grievance has been reflected in these thousands of years. Here, it has accumulated to a frightening level, but the man on the throne also has a powerful force released, suppressing them!
The avenue becomes empty and hatred lasts forever!
He wouldn't even let go of their grievances, and still wanted them to continue to surrender to him...
"It seems that my master is very satisfied with you..."
A voice sounded from beside Fang Yuan, and the waiter in black was looking at him indifferently.
"He is your master..."
Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at the man in purple robe, feeling a chill in his heart.
The black-clothed waiter said calmly: "His old man died thousands of years ago while fighting against the great calamity, but his breath of immortality is immortal and he is still here waiting for the destined person to inherit his mantle. When the time comes, I will take his place and fight again in Jiutian!"
"Why did you call us here?"
Luo Feiling, who was behind Fang Yuan, raised her head at this moment and asked questions intently, with a look of confusion on her face.
"As I said just now, my master is here to wait for his successor, to pass on his immortal way, so that he can fight again in the Nine Heavens in the future. I am waiting for you here, naturally, to find a suitable successor for him. coming… "
The waiter in black spoke slowly, his expression seemed a little unusual.
"The successor you are talking about is..."
Fang Yuan took a deep breath and asked slowly.
"Of course it's you..."
The black-clothed waiter turned around and looked at Fang Yuan indifferently. His voice seemed a little vague, but it clearly stirred up Fang Yuan's consciousness: "My master has been waiting here for thousands of years." During this period, many people came, but unfortunately they were not suitable. I even began to think that maybe the younger generation was incompetent and no one was qualified to inherit the immortal way of my master. I did not expect that Mr. Bai’s arrogant temperament would He actually directed the two of you to come here to find the fortune of my master..."
"Fang Yuan, if you can be recognized by Bai Bai, it shows that you have a good foundation..."
"Being able to enter this place means you are destined!"
"Seeing the spiritual plant and precious medicine but not being moved, seeing all kinds of magical treasures but still being restrained, it shows that the Taoist heart is firm..."
"More importantly, being able to enter my master's dream means that I have been recognized by my master..."
The waiter in black seemed to be talking, but also seemed not to speak at all, but his spiritual thoughts were transmitted to Fang Yuan's sea of consciousness: "Fang Yuan, you are a very suitable successor. As long as you agree, you will You can inherit my master’s immortal way and inherit everything here. From now on, your resources and spiritual veins are no more than earth and mud. Strong enemies and enemies are no more than a dog. All the bumps on the road of cultivation. Under the protection of my master’s great luck, you The momentum will be overwhelming, so you are destined to become... a person above all others!"
"From now on, the Taoist disciples of the holy places in the world can only compete with you!"
"Thousand-year-old monster, I also have to look at your face to act..."
Those spiritual thoughts penetrated Fang Yuan's sea of consciousness one after another, shaking his heartstrings.
And this spiritual thought strongly stimulated Fang Yuan's mind, wanting him to agree and inherit everything that was invincible...
"Is this the great fortune that white cat is bringing me to find?"
Fang Yuan listened to all this and was silent for a long time. Then he shook his head: "What a pity... I don't need it!"
(End of chapter)