An Zheng passed through the gate of hell, and Chen Shaobai opened the seal of the devil's way.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
Lord Dashu laughed loudly when he saw the metal hexagram that was about three meters high. He strode over, stretched out his hand and gently touched the metal hexagram. His whole body seemed to be gradually distorted.
At the same time, that unknown place.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
He looked down at the paper in his hand and found that he had arrived at the place according to the map on it. These two practitioners who seem to have been mediocre all their lives seem to be not far away from their great opportunity. If they find this place by coincidence and get the supreme power contained in that place, they may really To be the kind of person they want to be.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
The old Taoist sat up on the back of the cow and glanced at the veteran: "Surprised?"
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
Venerable Dashu advised himself in his heart... I just want to keep that power from falling into the hands of others.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
Mahasthamaprapta, the great disciple of the Buddha, entered the ruins of the Immortal Palace with a piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper was a gift given to the Buddha by the old Taoist with a white beard in exchange for An Qing's life. It was clearly written on the paper, but just when he was about to find the secret, he suddenly changed his mind and decided not to act according to the original plan.
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
Mahasthamaprapta, the great disciple of the Buddha, entered the ruins of the Immortal Palace with a piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper was a gift given to the Buddha by the old Taoist with a white beard in exchange for An Qing's life. It was clearly written on the paper, but just when he was about to find the secret, he suddenly changed his mind and decided not to act according to the original plan.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
At the same time, among the ruins of the Immortal Palace. The blood flowed out involuntarily from the two small holes on Lord Dashu's fingers, entering the six-pointed star like two streams of light. Lord Dashu was stunned for a moment and wanted to escape, but the power was beyond his ability to resist. That was one of the supreme magic weapons left by Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan. How could he resist it.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
The Buddha said to the general situation, go and see if your secret is there.
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
Just see if the secret is there.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
"I don't believe it. If I find a chance and become stronger, I will definitely go back."
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
"Surprised!"
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
Why
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
By some strange coincidence, Venerable Dashu unfolded the paper in his hand and saw the place on an inconspicuous rockery. This place is located behind Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's main hall, and is the most inconspicuous corner of Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's imperial garden. The rockery is not big in size. There is a fountain on it, but it has long since dried up.
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
Just see if the secret is there.
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
Why
"Dream? We are not young anymore. According to the life span of Prisoner of Desire, we are about to come to an end. At this age, we might as well go back to our hometown, open a small academy, and teach some young people After all, we are also cultivators in the Realm of Imprisonment. Although we are nothing in this big world, and in the eyes of the big families and powerful forces, we are no different from ants, but when we go back , We are the masters of human beings. There is no place for us to stand in the remote land of our hometown. After all, there are still three inches of loess."
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
The old Taoist sat up on the back of the cow and glanced at the veteran: "Surprised?"
The veteran said he didn't understand.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
"Surprised!"
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
However, wouldn't that mean that they wasted that power.
By some strange coincidence, Venerable Dashu unfolded the paper in his hand and saw the place on an inconspicuous rockery. This place is located behind Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's main hall, and is the most inconspicuous corner of Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's imperial garden. The rockery is not big in size. There is a fountain on it, but it has long since dried up.
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
Then his mind couldn't help but think of what one of the people said just now... Why is the master always better than the apprentice
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
"Surprised!"
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
"I don't believe it. If I find a chance and become stronger, I will definitely go back."
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
Venerable Dashu advised himself in his heart... I just want to keep that power from falling into the hands of others.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
The veteran said he didn't understand.
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
He looked down at the paper in his hand and found that he had arrived at the place according to the map on it. These two practitioners who seem to have been mediocre all their lives seem to be not far away from their great opportunity. If they find this place by coincidence and get the supreme power contained in that place, they may really To be the kind of person they want to be.
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
Then his mind couldn't help but think of what one of the people said just now... Why is the master always better than the apprentice
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
However, wouldn't that mean that they wasted that power.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
Just then, the sound of a flute sounded in the distance.
Why
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
He looked at the two people, his eyes growing colder.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
He looked down at the paper in his hand and found that he had arrived at the place according to the map on it. These two practitioners who seem to have been mediocre all their lives seem to be not far away from their great opportunity. If they find this place by coincidence and get the supreme power contained in that place, they may really To be the kind of person they want to be.
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
"I don't believe it. If I find a chance and become stronger, I will definitely go back."
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
He looked at the two people, his eyes growing colder.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
The veteran said he didn't understand.
Just see if the secret is there.
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
Mahasthamaprapta, the great disciple of the Buddha, entered the ruins of the Immortal Palace with a piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper was a gift given to the Buddha by the old Taoist with a white beard in exchange for An Qing's life. It was clearly written on the paper, but just when he was about to find the secret, he suddenly changed his mind and decided not to act according to the original plan.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
The old Taoist sat up on the back of the cow and glanced at the veteran: "Surprised?"
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
After a full hour, there was no other change in the magic circle. He didn't open anything and saw nothing. A surge of rage that he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his head, and he wished he could just tear down this fairy palace.
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
Venerable Dashu advised himself in his heart... I just want to keep that power from falling into the hands of others.
"Dream? We are not young anymore. According to the life span of Prisoner of Desire, we are about to come to an end. At this age, we might as well go back to our hometown, open a small academy, and teach some young people After all, we are also cultivators in the Realm of Imprisonment. Although we are nothing in this big world, and in the eyes of the big families and powerful forces, we are no different from ants, but when we go back , We are the masters of human beings. There is no place for us to stand in the remote land of our hometown. After all, there are still three inches of loess."
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
Just then, the sound of a flute sounded in the distance.
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
Then his mind couldn't help but think of what one of the people said just now... Why is the master always better than the apprentice
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
I told you not to come, why do you have to come
Why
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
At the same time, among the ruins of the Immortal Palace. The blood flowed out involuntarily from the two small holes on Lord Dashu's fingers, entering the six-pointed star like two streams of light. Lord Dashu was stunned for a moment and wanted to escape, but the power was beyond his ability to resist. That was one of the supreme magic weapons left by Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan. How could he resist it.
Venerable Dashu advised himself in his heart... I just want to keep that power from falling into the hands of others.
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
By some strange coincidence, Venerable Dashu unfolded the paper in his hand and saw the place on an inconspicuous rockery. This place is located behind Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's main hall, and is the most inconspicuous corner of Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's imperial garden. The rockery is not big in size. There is a fountain on it, but it has long since dried up.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
Then his mind couldn't help but think of what one of the people said just now... Why is the master always better than the apprentice
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
After a full hour, there was no other change in the magic circle. He didn't open anything and saw nothing. A surge of rage that he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his head, and he wished he could just tear down this fairy palace.
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
At the same time, that unknown place.
Why
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
The old Taoist sat up on the back of the cow and glanced at the veteran: "Surprised?"
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
However, wouldn't that mean that they wasted that power.
One of them stood up and said: "Yes, we are old, and it seems that there is no chance to improve our realm. But why do we come to the ruins of the Immortal Palace? Isn't it because of the belief in our hearts that we will not give up? Why? Others can call the shots, but we can’t?”
By some strange coincidence, Venerable Dashu unfolded the paper in his hand and saw the place on an inconspicuous rockery. This place is located behind Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's main hall, and is the most inconspicuous corner of Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan's imperial garden. The rockery is not big in size. There is a fountain on it, but it has long since dried up.
The Buddha said to the general situation, go and see if your secret is there.
He looked at the two people, his eyes growing colder.
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
"I don't believe it. If I find a chance and become stronger, I will definitely go back."
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
"Surprised!"
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
I told you not to come, why do you have to come
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
"Dream? We are not young anymore. According to the life span of Prisoner of Desire, we are about to come to an end. At this age, we might as well go back to our hometown, open a small academy, and teach some young people After all, we are also cultivators in the Realm of Imprisonment. Although we are nothing in this big world, and in the eyes of the big families and powerful forces, we are no different from ants, but when we go back , We are the masters of human beings. There is no place for us to stand in the remote land of our hometown. After all, there are still three inches of loess."
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
The Buddha said to the general situation, go and see if your secret is there.
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
At the same time, that unknown place.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
"I'm not going to give up anyway."
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
Mahasthamaprapta, the great disciple of the Buddha, entered the ruins of the Immortal Palace with a piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper was a gift given to the Buddha by the old Taoist with a white beard in exchange for An Qing's life. It was clearly written on the paper, but just when he was about to find the secret, he suddenly changed his mind and decided not to act according to the original plan.
Mahasthamaprapta, the great disciple of the Buddha, entered the ruins of the Immortal Palace with a piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper was a gift given to the Buddha by the old Taoist with a white beard in exchange for An Qing's life. It was clearly written on the paper, but just when he was about to find the secret, he suddenly changed his mind and decided not to act according to the original plan.
After a full hour, there was no other change in the magic circle. He didn't open anything and saw nothing. A surge of rage that he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his head, and he wished he could just tear down this fairy palace.
Why
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
At the same time, that unknown place.
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
The veteran said he didn't understand.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
He looked down at the paper in his hand and found that he had arrived at the place according to the map on it. These two practitioners who seem to have been mediocre all their lives seem to be not far away from their great opportunity. If they find this place by coincidence and get the supreme power contained in that place, they may really To be the kind of person they want to be.
An Zheng passed through the gate of hell, and Chen Shaobai opened the seal of the devil's way.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
Just then, the sound of a flute sounded in the distance.
Just then, the sound of a flute sounded in the distance.
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
After a full hour, there was no other change in the magic circle. He didn't open anything and saw nothing. A surge of rage that he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his head, and he wished he could just tear down this fairy palace.
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
Then his mind couldn't help but think of what one of the people said just now... Why is the master always better than the apprentice
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
"Dream? We are not young anymore. According to the life span of Prisoner of Desire, we are about to come to an end. At this age, we might as well go back to our hometown, open a small academy, and teach some young people After all, we are also cultivators in the Realm of Imprisonment. Although we are nothing in this big world, and in the eyes of the big families and powerful forces, we are no different from ants, but when we go back , We are the masters of human beings. There is no place for us to stand in the remote land of our hometown. After all, there are still three inches of loess."
The old Taoist sat up on the back of the cow and glanced at the veteran: "Surprised?"
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
Da Shi stood in the dark, listening to the two people talking, and his heart suddenly fluctuated.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
"Surprised!"
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
At the same time, that unknown place.
Lord Dashu laughed loudly when he saw the metal hexagram that was about three meters high. He strode over, stretched out his hand and gently touched the metal hexagram. His whole body seemed to be gradually distorted.
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
However, at this moment, the general situation suddenly saw two young cultivators trying their luck in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Both of them were casual cultivators, and their cultivation level was just above the level of sexual desire. The two of them together were not considered rich. They had scraped together enough money to enter the ruins of the Immortal Palace and planned to come here to see if there was any chance of their own.
Just see if the secret is there.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
The Buddha said to the general situation, go and see if your secret is there.
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
"You can't say that, you still have to have dreams."
An Zheng passed through the gate of hell, and Chen Shaobai opened the seal of the devil's way.
The veteran said he didn't understand.
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Why
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
Lord Dashu laughed loudly when he saw the metal hexagram that was about three meters high. He strode over, stretched out his hand and gently touched the metal hexagram. His whole body seemed to be gradually distorted.
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
Just then, the sound of a flute sounded in the distance.
The veteran said he didn't understand.
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
However, Monk Dashu didn't say anything, he didn't stand up or stop it. I just kept saying over and over again in my heart not to go any further, not to go any further.
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
"I just want to protect this power from falling into the hands of people with evil intentions."
Don't go any further, Da Shi said silently in his heart.
He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the veteran handed him the wine bottle with some reluctance. The old Taoist took a look at the jug, then reached out and dipped a drop of wine into the jug and spilled it. Immediately something like dense glass fragments appeared in the air. The old Taoist pointed at the fragments and said, "You and I are part of these fragments."
He suddenly took action and killed the two casual cultivators in the Realm of Imprisoned Desire with one blow. At that moment, Venerable Mahasthamaprapta suddenly felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He liked this feeling, it was really refreshing. He looked at the bodies of the two people, took a long breath and said: "They were ants at first, and they will still be ants no matter how hard they struggle."
The veteran said he didn't understand.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
Even he himself couldn't think of why he said such a sentence.
He said loudly: "Tell that old man in front of him that I am better than you! I will also take away his position as the sect leader, and I will become the sect leader!"
However, wouldn't that mean that they wasted that power.
Why
The two of them looked very young, sitting there in a daze.
Just see if the secret is there.
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
"Surprised!"
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
He looked at the two people, his eyes growing colder.
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
At this time, in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, the furious Lord Dashu took off the beads from his neck, and the one hundred and eight beads turned into one hundred and eight rays of golden light and bombarded the rockery. A powerful force blasted the rockery to pieces, revealing a six-pointed star statue made of metal. It looks like a strange work of art, but the heavy metallic luster and the terrifying aura emanating from it make people feel the infinite power contained in it.
At the same time, that unknown place.
Why
"There's nothing surprising, time has been messed up. It's just that the axis of the big world is still stable, so the time in the big world is not messed up. And here we are fragments of the big world. It's all in the past, but it's been The chaotic time is revealed again. It's like a person who is used to keeping a diary. Suddenly one day, he has Alzheimer's disease and forgets how many times he has read it. He reads it out over and over again. "
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
"Surprised!"
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
"Why on earth are we here? We just paid the gold-grade spiritual stone as a entrance fee. Are we stupid? The big forces of the families here have scanned it over and over again. What's left?"
"Surprised!"
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that he didn't understand.
"Surprised!"
Lord Dashu laughed loudly when he saw the metal hexagram that was about three meters high. He strode over, stretched out his hand and gently touched the metal hexagram. His whole body seemed to be gradually distorted.
Why
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Lord Dashu laughed loudly when he saw the metal hexagram that was about three meters high. He strode over, stretched out his hand and gently touched the metal hexagram. His whole body seemed to be gradually distorted.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, a veteran who relied on rocks to hide under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun carefully opened a wine gourd and took a careful sip of the real wine. He finally no longer had to spend his days smelling the dilute and tasteless wine in the jug. In fact, it was just the nostalgia and fantasy of wine in his mind.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
He looked down at the paper in his hand and found that he had arrived at the place according to the map on it. These two practitioners who seem to have been mediocre all their lives seem to be not far away from their great opportunity. If they find this place by coincidence and get the supreme power contained in that place, they may really To be the kind of person they want to be.
He could have gone out and told those two people that this was a place controlled by the Buddha Sect. Those two people didn't know him, and their cultivation level was low. They might just think of him as an ordinary Buddhist disciple. But they probably won't dare to come near this place again in the future. After all, no one can shake the reputation of the Buddha Sect.
His companion shook his head helplessly: "I came with you. You can do whatever you want, as long as I stay with you. At worst, you won't find anything, and you will waste the last time in your life. The scenery here is that It’s so good, and it’s also the ruins of an immortal palace. It’s not bad to rest here until you die.”
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
However, Dashu Tianzun waited for a long time, but still found nothing.
The old Taoist said to himself: "In fact, the big world is very unstable. The more it is in that era of prosperous cultivation, the more unstable it is. Those great great practitioners have created one space after another, so the big world is very unstable." The world is like a piece of cowhide that is stretched and pulled out into strange shapes, and may explode at any time. The most vulnerable places are those concave or convex places, which are the spaces created by great practitioners, because they are thinner there. It’s even more fragile, as long as someone casually pokes it, it’s not likely to reveal anything big.”
At the same time, among the ruins of the Immortal Palace. The blood flowed out involuntarily from the two small holes on Lord Dashu's fingers, entering the six-pointed star like two streams of light. Lord Dashu was stunned for a moment and wanted to escape, but the power was beyond his ability to resist. That was one of the supreme magic weapons left by Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan. How could he resist it.
There are always things that are bound to happen in this world, and there are also things that happen by chance. The choices An Zheng and Chen Shaobai made were inevitable because they were both people who valued friendship.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
At the same time, that unknown place.
At the dilapidated Hangu Pass, the old Taoist who was still chatting with the veterans was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at the fragments floating in the air. A black hole appeared behind him, and under the strong suction force, all the fragments were sucked in.
After a full hour, there was no other change in the magic circle. He didn't open anything and saw nothing. A surge of rage that he had never experienced before suddenly surged into his head, and he wished he could just tear down this fairy palace.
The veteran still didn't understand, he just felt sorry for that drop of wine.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”
But in the ruins of the Immortal Palace, something happened by chance.
With a pop, his fingers were separated, followed closely by his palm. At the wrist, blood spurted out like a fountain, all of which was sucked in by the six-pointed star. In just a few dozen seconds, a peerless expert at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm was sucked into a mummy.
Dashi was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
The veteran was surprised and looked into the distance. The white-bearded old Taoist appeared again lying on the back of Lao Qingniu. He was stunned there, wondering what was going on. Haven't you been here twice already? Haven't we already left Hangu Pass in the west? Why do we do it again and again
Monk Da Shi followed the method on the drawing, pointed his index finger and thumb at the two protrusions, and pressed down hard. There was a pop, and he didn't know what it was that was so sharp, it pierced his finger, and blood gushed out. The grooves on the six-pointed star array were immediately filled with blood, making it look weird.
Finally, the moment the two people set foot on that area, Venerable Dashu suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.
However, wouldn't that mean that they wasted that power.
An inch below the spring, there is a small six-pointed star pattern. This is one of the most common magic circles in the practice world, so it won't attract anyone's attention. And in this magic circle, there are two more inconspicuous little black spots. Even if a careful person sees it, they will think that it is just a small bump on the rockery stone.
He looked at his companions and said: "Although I am old, my heart is still young. I also want to be like those big men, and I also want to shine. I still remember what the master where we practiced said. What? He said that our qualifications are too mediocre and we may not be able to reach the realm of lust in our lives. Isn’t it already a miracle that we are here? He also said that we will never surpass him in our lives. I don’t believe this evil. There is no master. Is it true that he must be stronger than his apprentice and continue to be stronger?”