Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 233 Dingzhen Qiankun
The violent dragon chant resounded through the city of Haojing, several times in a row, many practitioners felt the spiritual pressure of the magnificent burst of dragon and tiger energy, and all of them changed their faces.

Many immortal cultivators and even gods in the city of Haojing could feel the anger of the black dragon of the great fortune of the nation.

It was a terrible sight!
Yuan Geng looked suspiciously.

At this time, he used the secret method to communicate with the berserk black dragon of the national destiny, and comforted the black dragon of the national destiny with the mysterious method of Yuan, and perceived the message from the dragon soul. After a while, his face sank.

"threaten?"

Yuan Geng frowned tightly. The reason why the Black Dragon of the National Fortune was so violent was because he had only sensed the threat just now!
What happened just now made it feel extremely uneasy.

There are limited things that can pose a threat to the black dragon of the great national fortune.

The most likely one is the appearance of Nilong.

Qianlong has become a climate, enough to threaten the fate of the country.

Yuan Geng's heart sank slightly, but at the same time he still had doubts in his heart.

The dragon veins and dragon energy leaked out, and those dragon energy flew out, even if they were to pose a threat to Daqian, it should take a while to grow.

Most likely ten years from now.

At that time, the luck of the next yuan will change from white to purple, the first luck will end, and the new luck will come into being.

Hidden Dragon may be popping up on that fringe.

rather than now.

"An eventful autumn!"

Yuan Geng didn't notify Chao Mu immediately, he knew that Chao Mu would not be able to sit still.

But it is almost impossible to find a specific target for this kind of thing. The only thing we can do is to take preventive measures as much as possible.

The most important thing is to successfully complete everyone's plan.

……

In the cave god temple, Taoist Huang He, who had just returned to Beijing around the viewing platform, looked far into the depths of the void. He saw the black dragon of national fortune roaring restlessly in the depths of the void.

He watched this scene with his hands tied, his gaze fluctuating slightly.

"It seems that I have to make more preparations!"

He thought to himself.

He smelled the breath of rain coming.

Ever since Dongling was struck by lightning and the dragon veins were damaged, Dagan has revealed a strange aura, which is very similar to the scene in his memory at the end of the Shu Kingdom.

At that time, he had never cultivated into a primordial spirit, but only a venerable Yinshen.

He witnessed the collapse of the universe with his own eyes.

Now Daqian is also in decline of national fortune. As the real souls who grew up in the cave gods, they are too deeply involved with Dagan, and they can't escape at all.

"Finally, I have done a battle to clear everything before I can regain the mountains and rivers!"

With his hands behind his back, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the viewing platform.

town demon tower
On the tenth floor of the pagoda, Mofo Jiaye is wearing a red cassock. He has a handsome face, black hair draped over his shoulders, and his eyes are looking into the depths of the void, as if he heard the roar of the black dragon of the Dagan National Games.

He knew the time to be born was at hand.

"Hao Ran is upright..."

There was a blazing fire in the depths of his eyes.

He Mofojiaye seldom gets deflated, and every time he deflates, he must find his way back and decide the outcome again.

"I just don't know what Tai Yin and that crazy old man are thinking, but they have been holding back until now!"

Mofo Jiaye felt strange, different from the demon kings above the tenth floor, the demons below the tenth floor were sealed in it, and the three of them were different, they used it more to practice or to avoid disasters.

Otherwise, with their means, it might not be too difficult to go out.

He used the Demon Town Pagoda to complete the unity of the demon and the Buddha, and he also avoided the pursuit of the eminent monks of Lingshan Temple.

……

south mountain edge
A ray of breeze stopped Zhang Jian's body, countless purple clouds filled his body, a ray of red glow appeared faintly in the sky, a round of red sun emerged in the red clouds, and the shadow of a red dragon enveloped Zhang Jian's whole body.

This is the sign of the emperor who has the red sun hanging in the world and the red dragon who has devoted himself to it!

A small cauldron on his head is now condensed with reality, and a great power of the gods flows out of it.

It was a small bronze-colored tripod, but orange flames flowed throughout it, as if poured red copper, with mountains, rivers and mountains inside manifesting, and the sun, moon and stars hidden in the tripod.

After merging that bit of dragon soul spirituality, it exudes a magnificent supernatural power, and the dragon shadow in the cauldron manifests!

There seems to be a layer of brilliance that transcends reality in the small cauldron's fate. When this layer of brilliance emerges, it can slow down luck and suppress all magic powers and souls.

This is when fate is strong enough to start interfering with reality.

Zhang Jian also had some understanding at this time.

Why do some emperors have hundreds of gods to accompany them? Not only is it the responsibility of the hundred gods, but they can get a piece of luck by following the emperor, and they can also use this to observe the operation of the avenue and the rules.

Aspire to the top of the mountain and river's fate has undergone a substantial transformation.

Zhang Jian feels that it is similar to the gods and clergy in myths and rumors, or some kind of special personality with some powerful supernatural powers.

If you are a mortal, you may not be able to use it.

But as a practitioner, especially with Baolu, a profound art that can accommodate extraordinary fate, he can clearly feel the substantial benefits brought about by the transformation of fate.

In the blink of an eye, this red tripod's fate melted into the depths of Yinshen.

His own yin spirit seemed to glow with a strong purple light all over his body, and in his eyes, the avenue of heaven and earth became clearer and clearer.

He seemed to be an observer of the avenue of heaven and earth.

Can peek at the operation of the avenue, and the operation of the rules.

"Maybe this is the perspective of Daoist Yuanshen?"

Zhang Jian's yin consciousness was running, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he felt that maintaining this perspective required a huge amount of yin consciousness, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Chao Wen asked, Xi Ke died! It's just like this!"

Zhang Jian couldn't help Wei Ran sighing at this moment.

"Ayu, congratulations, the Yuanshen Dao Foundation has been completed!"

At this time, the voice of True Monarch Slaying Demons came from the void.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian solemnly restrained his expression, and solemnly bowed to the void.

If it wasn't for the guidance of Zhenjun Moslayer, he would really have to miss these great benefits for nothing.

In the depths of the void, True Monarch Demon Slayer chuckled, but he didn't stop it.

For a moment, he just asked, "Which fate did you integrate the dragon soul into?"

"It's Aspirations!"

A smile appeared in Zhang Jian's eyes.

Immediately, he thought for a while, and said again for a while. "But now it should be called Dingzhen Qiankun Fate!"

This Heavenly Fate is obviously not among the nine conventional Heavenly Fate mentioned by Zhenjun Zhanmo.

But Weili is not weak.

The mountains and rivers of aspirations have become the universe of Ding Zhen.

Hearing the words, Demon Slayer Zhenjun's eyes fluctuated, and the name was very suitable for the essence of this newborn emperor's fate.

She can also see that this fate is different from that of ordinary emperors. All the mighty power is devoted to the word "repression", which can suppress luck, suppress and reduce the power of various spells, and cooperate with Zhang Jian's Taoism. It can be said to complement each other.

With the help of this fate, Zhang Jian has gradually formed his own Taoism system.

This is the most commendable thing.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's expression moved slightly.

In a flash, Zhang Jian sensed someone calling nearby.

"Qinglian Tianzun!"

In the depths of his soul, Zhang Jian felt the fluctuations in the eyes of the gods and men deep in Qinglian, the pure soul. With a movement of his spiritual thoughts, the Yin god turned into a stream of light and sank into the body of Qinglian Tianzun.

In an instant, he was covered with a layer of cyan robes, and the emperor's aura emerged from his whole body, like a celestial being who ruled the nether world.

The body turned into a stream of light and flew out, and fled towards the near side of Nanshan in an instant.

(End of this chapter)