King Pan of the Great Desolation Proves the Way

All of a sudden, the mysteries of the heavens and myriad worlds gathered around him, evolving crazily, the indescribable mystery of Taiyi.

The three of Ao Yi couldn't help but start to comprehend the mystery of the Taiyi Golden Immortal surrounding King Pan, deducing their own way of Taiyi and the power of proving the way.

Their kung fu practiced to the Golden Immortal, and they have reached their peak.Next, you must create your own exercises for the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

Soon, the three sank into the depths of the mysterious avenue.

For Ao Yi and the others, King Pan didn't want to interfere too much.You have to go your own way.

What he talked about was only the concept of cultivation, not the specific method of cultivation.

Practitioners can only prove the Tao by practicing their own Tao, and practicing other people's Tao is the opposite.

After King Pan finished speaking, he arranged for the three of them to go to the Three Thousand Universes to practice and break through the Taiyi Golden Immortal as soon as possible.

Afterwards, he thought that the preaching in the Zixiao Palace would last for one session, and when he returned to the dojo, maybe all three of them would become false Daluo Jinxians.

With the aptitude of the three of them, it is completely possible to cultivate the Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric world, and King Pan is unwilling to delay their way.

Therefore, with a move of his mind, he adjusted the time flow rate of the Shenzhou universe to make it consistent with the prehistoric universe, and only maintained the previous time flow rate in his retreat position.

He is worried about letting the three of them return to the prehistoric world.

The Witch Clan, the Monster Clan, and other forces aiming to fight for supremacy are expanding crazily. The three of them are still inexperienced and have no spiritual treasure to protect them. One of them accidentally fell.

After the matter was dealt with, King Pan returned to the state of seclusion, concentrating on accumulating mana and energy for the Immortal Dragon City.

After the second lecture of Zixiao Palace, he will attack Zuzhou.

Zuzhou was transformed from the corpse of the Chaos Demon God. The will of the world may not be too friendly to the creatures of the prehistoric world. If King Pan is not prepared, it is inevitable that he will steal chickens and lose money.

Chapter 67 Re-entering the Purple Sky

For 7000 million years, King Pan sank into a state of cultivation. He forgot the changes of the years and the changes of the times. He practiced non-stop and accumulated mana non-stop.

So far, among the three thousand laws, seven laws have been practiced to perfection by him: curse, time, space, life, death, catastrophe, and joy.

There is no way, in the Shenzhou universe, the civilization corresponding to these seven laws is the most prosperous.

In the past two Huiyuan, these civilizations have multiplied for an unknown number of generations, and each generation has a new understanding fed back to King Pan.

In 200 years, the human race on the earth has explored theories such as the Big Bang and the theory of relativity.

Practitioners have become scientists. After years of accumulation, how many wonderful ideas should appear in their minds?

After these seven laws, there are the laws of fate, five elements, destruction, decline, etc. that he majored in before.

In addition, the progress of the other 2000 kinds of laws is slightly slower.

The slowest progress is the three laws of development, strength, and reincarnation.

The law of development is the natal law of his practice, there is no object to be used for enlightenment, and everything has to be explored by himself.

The law of strength, the law of Pangu's great god to run rampant in chaos and kill three thousand demon gods.In the past and future, very few people have been able to practice this law to the peak, and neither the Sanqing nor the Twelve Ancestral Witches have ever achieved it.

The law of reincarnation, prehistoric world, incomplete reincarnation.It is an incomplete law, and King Pan has no way to comprehend it to a profound level.

Contrary to the three thousand laws, the progress of the practice of the three thousand qi is even greater.

Ming is the crystallization of the wisdom of living beings. King Pan himself is also a part of living beings. Under the alliance of powerful forces, he has found out all three thousand Mings and cultivated them to a certain level.

In any case, the time is almost gone, and the Zixiao Palace preaching is just around the corner, King Pan forced himself to wake up from his comprehension.

The first thing he did was to illuminate the heavens with his divine sense, to check the movements of Ao Yi and the others.

The three of them landed in the Great Thousand Universe of Beastmasters.

The Great Thousand Universe of Beast Control, as the name suggests, is the universe for practicing the way of beast control.

The way of controlling beasts is the right way. Human races and spirit beasts sign an equal contract to help each other practice.

However, after Wanshou Xianjun, the Lord of Beast Controlling, entered the Daluo Immortal Realm, the way of controlling beasts went astray, from equality and mutual assistance to slavery to spirit beasts.

The three dragons harmed their own kind, and vowed to change the situation in which spirit beasts were enslaved, so they waved their flags and shouted in the Great Thousand Universe of Beasts, united the beast clan, and fought against the human monks.

"Get rid of the slavery of the human race, and the orc race will never be slaves!"

Ao Yi, Ao Qing, and Ao Meng raised their arms and shouted, and the tens of thousands of orcs roared in unison, showing their determination.

King Pan frowned. After all, the Dragon Clan is on the road to domination.

The last thing he wants to see is turmoil in the universe of Shenzhou. Can't he practice hard?

For the sake of the peace and tranquility of the Shenzhou universe, and to correct the thoughts of Ao Yi Sanlong, Pan Wangxin pinched his hand, and a decree flew out, entering the Daluo Immortal Realm.

Time is like a pig-killing knife. In the era before the three thousand star field, when the Wanshou Sect was only a small sect, the Wanshou Xianjun was also the obsessive object of the female disciples in the sect.

As the years passed, the youthful state of mind was no longer there, and the Wanshou Xianjun became a hunchbacked, bald and white-haired ugly old man.

"Another hair loss!"

Wanshou Xianjun wore a Wanshou fairy robe and sighed in front of the mirror.

He lived for too long, and his contemporaries passed away one by one, scattered between heaven and earth, and he had a feeling of being abandoned by the times.

Whoosh!

Immortal Wanshou's eyes were quick, and he reached out and grabbed a jade talisman.

He looked around with his divine sense, searching for the traces left by the jade talisman in the void, but unfortunately, he couldn't find anything.

The Myriad Beast Immortal activated his mana and read the contents of the jade talisman.

"The Creator...grew..."

After a long time, his expression was shaken, trembling, excited, and disappeared in place.

Looking at the faces of Ao Yi and the other three at sunrise in the east from a distance away, King Pan mourned for them in silence.

"Experience, if you haven't experienced the fear of death, the joy of being hunted down, and the joys and sorrows with your relatives and friends, it is not a real experience."

He believed that in order to survive the "time calamity", the Immortal Lord Wanshou would spare no effort to arrange the fate of Ao Yi and the others.

In the long years, if the will of the immortal is not enough, they will have doubts about their own existence, and the physical body will age.

The time flow rate of the Shenzhou universe is three hundred times that of the prehistoric world, and the age of the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts is older than King Pan.It is only now that he has fallen into the "Calamity of the Years", and the Immortal Lord Wanshou is proud enough.

King Pan appeared in the outside world, quietly waiting for Daozu Hongjun's notification.

The location of Zixiao Palace is uncertain, without the guidance of Daozu Hongjun, no one can find the location of Zixiao Palace.

About a year and half a month later, Daozu Hongjun's indifferent voice that had remained unchanged for hundreds of millions of years resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

"The second sermon is about to begin, so come to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible!"

The prehistoric land boiled, one after another silhouettes soared into the sky, cut through the void, rushed towards the chaotic world, and headed for Zixiao Palace.

Anyone who has been in Zixiao Palace knows that this time, Hongjun Daozu is going to announce the cultivation path above Da Luo Jinxian.

Quasi-sacred realm, no matter how ignorant and ignorant the Daluo Jinxian has heard of this realm, most of those who can cultivate to the Daluo Jinxian realm were born during the early robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty.

Sanqing is running wildly, the western duo is running wildly, Emperor Jun Taiyi, and Nuwa Fuxi are also running wildly.

No one is not active. If you are late and miss a sentence, what should you do?

At the foot of Zhoushan Mountain, a simple and simple hall depicting Pangu opening the sky, the demon god weeping blood, the boundless sun and the moon, and the giant dividing the sky and the earth creaked and opened its gate.

Twelve creatures of different shapes swish, swish, swish, and flew out of it. A strange wave flashed by, and they entered the chaos.

King Pan closed his mind and thoughts, and punched out one after another spells with both hands. The supreme forbidden breath spread from his hands, forming a web and locking the three thousand laws in his body.

Zixiao Palace and his party had to go, he wanted to know whether beheading the three corpses was the right way to do it as he imagined.

In addition, he also wanted to see Hongjun Daozu's reaction.

The Eastern Prince and the Western Queen Mother were hidden by him in the big mouth of the sun-swallowing flower. In this state, the Eastern Prince and the Western Queen Mother were Schrödinger's cats, and no one could figure out whether they were robbed or not.

Without the East Prince and West Queen Mother, would Hongjun Daozu be the head of the male immortals and the head of the female immortals?

However, he considered that after practicing the Taoism taught by the sage, the Dao will be branded with the sage's brand.

Ever since, King Pan sealed off his Dao in advance to prevent himself from entering the state of cultivation unknowingly.

Whoa!

King Pan stepped forward and appeared on the edge of the prehistoric world. With a movement of his body, he squeezed into the chaotic world.

Before arriving at Zixiao Palace, two boys greeted them as usual, King Pan smiled and gave them some holy water from the Ganges River, and entered Zixiao Palace for the second time.

Chapter 68 The Second Sermon

King Pan sealed his Dao, and he was a step behind. At this time, the audience of the Zixiao Palace was basically full.

"Fellow Daoist Panwang!"

A clear yet heroic voice came to his ears from Zixiao Palace.

King Pan followed the sound and paused his gaze: In the third row of the holy mountain, twelve existences with styles very different from those of the listeners occupied a row, and it was full.

And the original owners of those seats were huddled in the corner with a displeased face, or suspended in mid-air, without even a place to stay.

They are not as bold as the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, even daring to break the rules of the saints.

That's right, these twelve dear friends who grabbed people's seats are the famous Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Great God Pangu drove the crane to the west, and the primordial spirit was divided into three Qings, namely Taiqing Daotian Zun Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun Yuanshi, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun Tongtian; the body blood turned into twelve ancestral witches.

The twelve ancestral witches are: Wudijiang, the ancestor of space, Jumang, the ancestor of wood, Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, Lishou, the ancestor of gold, Gonggong, the ancestor of water, Xuanming, the ancestor of ice, and Xuanming, the ancestor of earth. Wu Houtu, ancestor of thunder Wu Qiangliang, ancestor of time Wuzhu Jiuyin, ancestor of wind Wu Tianwu, ancestor of electricity Wu Xizi, ancestor of weather Wushebishi.

The owner of Pan Dynasty's voice cupped his hands, took a few random steps, and landed on his own sacred mountain.

"It's so overbearing!"

He sucked in a breath of immortal energy, and kept a respectful distance from the Twelve Patriarchal Witches.

However, he didn't know that the twelve unlucky ones who had been robbed of the sacred mountain by the ancestral witches had red eyes and were discussing how to deal with him full of hatred.

The exchange between King Pan and Houtu was seen by the unlucky ones, and they hated the black and white houses. The unlucky ones did not dare to seek revenge from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so they set their targets on the lonely King Pan.

Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Tong Tian, ​​Nu Wa Niang Niang, Jie Yin, and Zhun Ti all arrived early and took their places, with inscrutable expressions on their faces.

Probably the reason why the ancestral witches were sitting around, Dijun, Taiyi, and the top ten monster commanders were like thorns on their backs, fidgeting restlessly, their spiritual thoughts were always shrouded around them, for fear of being overwhelmed by the ancestral witches.

The ancestral witches blatantly snatch other people's positions in Zixiao Palace, making them feel insecure.

"hey-hey!"

The twelve ancestral witches were uniform, and sneered from time to time, which made Di Juntai and his group feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Tsk tsk, Zu Wu is really simple!"

King Pan finally realized that the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not come to listen to the sermon, but to make trouble.

The ancestral witch's spirit and body are one, and if he doesn't cultivate his soul, he won't have much effect after listening to Taoism.

However, it doesn't matter if they don't gain anything themselves, as long as the monster clan masters don't get the chance, they are not considered backward.

Therefore, they deliberately sat behind Yaozu Da Neng to disturb Yaozu Da Neng's mind and prevent them from listening to the sermon.

Of course, it is not ruled out that they have the intention of attacking and causing the Yaozu Da Neng to go mad.

These ancestral witches are more courageous than the sky, there is nothing they dare not do.

King Pan noticed that ancestor Kunpeng, Immortal Zhenyuan, and ancestor Hongyun hadn't come yet.

He felt strange.

The cultivation base of these three people is only a little bit worse than him. Among the three thousand listeners in Zixiao Palace, they are enough to rank in the top twenty, and there is no reason to fall behind.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw the three of them walking together, talking and laughing, and flew to their respective positions.

This scene fell in Pan Wang's eyes, giving him a sense of sight as if brothers and sisters complained to each other.

Ancestor Kunpeng and Ancestor Hongyun have become friends, will they still try to snatch Ancestor Hongyun's Hongmeng Ziqi?

After the three Great Immortals Zhenyuan took their seats, they all greeted King Pan, and then they watched their ears, their noses, their noses, their mouths, their mouths, and their hearts, ignoring the affairs of the outside world.

King Pan responded one by one and continued to observe.

Near Hongjun Taoist preaching, including the exclusive throne of East Prince and West Queen Mother, nearly a hundred sacred mountains are empty, and no one comes.

There is a great possibility that these people either met their doom, or fell into a dangerous place and could not get out.