All Heavens Gou Xian

The demon king cupped his hands and said: "What can the ancestor Wu of the Heavenly Wu think, it is really a blessing in the prehistoric world, a blessing for all souls."

"In this way the world is peaceful and there is nothing wrong with the prehistoric world, so the deity will leave."

Although he asked for three royal orders, Luo Feng didn't think that three big Luos could kill an ancestor witch.

Since you can't be killed with one blow, then back off in time, and you can get a good fortune.

"Slip away, slip away."

As soon as the demon king retreated, he escaped into the void, without beginning and end, and erased the message as soon as he responded, as if this person had never appeared.

Seeing the voice of the demon king going away, Tianwu Zuwu sneered: "What can you do, escape No. 1."

Zuwu's voice echoed in the small void world, empty and lonely.

a long time.

Tianwu Zuwu said fiercely: "That's why I and She Bishi were the slowest runners back then, and that's why we ended up like this. The rest of them are all oiled on the soles of their feet!"

The ancient witchcraft talisman emerged, the brilliance flowed from side to side of the universe, the altar returned to simplicity, and the real body of Tianwu Zuwu dissipated. "

"The lich measures the calamity, we are all fools"

The last voice of resentment subsided, and the small void world fell into dead silence. Space, time, and matter ceased to function.

The local area network of this universe is disconnected, and the signal connection with the Tianwu platform is lost. Wait until the next lucky person enters it, activates the wifi password, and participates in the blessings of the platform.

The demon king returned, and Xuanyuan Tianzun received information from a world, and successfully projected his own mythology system into a universe, creating an image of a sage who saved the world and defeated the empire.

Experience the feedback from the world, and gain a lot.

Xuanyuan Tianzun was not more happy, but lamented the fate of Tianwu Zuwu.

The Age of Lich left, missed too many opportunities, missed too many moments when fate was tumbling and the era forked.

Today's prehistoric can't say that there is no seat for Tianwu Zuwu, but at least there is no important seat.

If Tianwu Zuwu returned before Luofeng proved his way, the three congenital water yuan emperors should become the congenital water yuan four emperors.

Now, even if he joined the Democratic Council of Zixiao Palace, he was just an ordinary councilor, worthy of the honor of a great supernatural being.

What is democracy, democracy, democracy, you are the people, I am the Lord.

If you are not convinced, we will convince you on your behalf.

The big Luo is the people, who only have the right to propose and vote, and the great magician is the master, who can propose one plan after another to rewrite the historical process of the prehistoric.

Strictly speaking, Xuanyuan Tianzun is also a citizen, but when the three congenital water and yuan emperors are united and incarnated into the Black Emperor Group, he is the master.

Therefore, there are small conflicts among the three congenital water and yuan emperors, but in terms of grand strategy, the three emperors are consistent!

"Shuibo Tianwu has found the trace, and there is no need to worry about the inside of Honghuang."

"Increasing income and reducing expenditure, it's time to open up the world."

Xuanyuan Tianzun said leisurely, and put the newly obtained fragments of indestructible aura into the furnace to forge the Daluo heavy weapon innate spirit treasure.

Pangu had an axe, Hongjun had a dish, Taiyi had a bell, Dayu had a tripod, and the famous Luo had a weapon.

In the heavens and worlds, the endless void, and the countless myth systems and epic legends, Da Luo's identity, relatives, disciples, and teachers may change.

But weapons and mounts rarely change.

The Lingbao that Xuanyuan Tianzun wants to shape is a magic mirror.

A stream of Xuanyuan ancestor qi was poured in, and the congenital spirit treasure that was being conceived let out a soft cry, responding to its master.

Using fragments of indestructible spiritual light as materials, and Xuanyuan ancestor Qi as fire, shape the natal Lingbao.

The power of time and space gathers, reflecting the heavens, seeing people, seeing oneself, and seeing Tao.

Mirror Name: Yunhan!

The situation is turned upside down, a vast universe emerges, and a new coordinate emerges.

Looking down, there is a dark crow soaring, entering the burial ground, entering the fairy city, crossing the fierce realm involuntarily, flying over the nine realms, and going through all kinds of hardships, it has survived for millions of years!

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"Come, come, come and compose the myths of the heavens with me, and interpret the legend of Tianzun."

"Help you project the heavens, and transform into a real innate spirit treasure as soon as possible."

Reaching out to grab it, the half-finished Xiantian Lingbao Yunhan mirror fell into the hands of Xuanyuan Tianzun.

The palm-sized magic mirror is engraved with Taiyi Xuan pattern, four images, timing and space; Daluo Dao pattern, according to the gossip, to rationalize mountains and rivers.It is full of brilliance, crystal clear, just like the surface of blue water.

Xuanyuan Tianzun sits on the cloud bed, with a solemn treasure, smiling with his eyes closed, holding a cloud mirror in his left hand, which symbolizes the heavens and myriad worlds, traveling between time and space, and going everywhere. Everything in the world has a silver lining.

The dharma is mysterious, and it turns into a little spiritual light to escape into the universe presented in the mirror, and write myths and legends.

The gathering of three flowers at the top is the congenital, the five qi condense the golden elixir in the Yuan Dynasty, prove the ancestral qi, glimpse the true spirit, open the Yuanying, open up the universe, project the divine thoughts to the heavens, interpret myths, and unquantify the gods.

In the past, experiments, projections, storage of peers, and creation of puppets from other worlds were all done in the infinitely diverse prehistoric universe, holding power, opening the g number, and playing in the world, as easily as walking a few steps in your own courtyard.

But this time it is truly projecting the heavens, disturbing its own information and transmitting the dimension from top to bottom, in line with the concept of the heavens branding.

Reincarnation is a mysterious and mysterious concept, except for the Houtu Supreme, even the Daluo Tianzun can hardly grasp the mystery.

Of course, this failure to master is the failure to master the passing line, and the scumbags will not be the same as the top students.

Under Daluo, as long as he is not a Jinxian Daojun who is intensively practicing the way of reincarnation, he may not be able to get one point in the [-]-point system when facing reincarnation.

A little bit of aura fell into the reincarnation of the emperor's universe, drifting with the tide, hiding the edges and corners, and hiding the merit and fame deeply.

Years have passed, one era after another, and one era after another, the world has been turned upside down, and the universe has been recreated.

In the end, following a little sense of opportunity, she was reincarnated and became a human being.

The world is vast and the universe is vast. There are nine realms where immortal emperors come forth in large numbers, ten realms and thirteen continents where immortal kings gather, and there are also three immortal realms that are said to breed true immortals: Wantong Realm, Emperor Tradition Realm, and Immortal Tradition Realm.

And the uncrossable sea outside the Three Immortals Realm, vast and indistinct, buried in an unknown number of emperors.

But it has nothing to do with Luo Feng, after all, in this life, he is just a small landlord.

The emperor dominates the universe, the human emperor's realm, and the territory is vast.

In an unnamed ancient country, in a remote town, there is a landlord named Lao Cai, with a hundred acres of land, who makes a living by shepherding sheep, and he lives comfortably among mortals.

The world calls him Zhang Dahu.

Zhang Dahu is stingy and timid, and he is well-known in the world. It was not until he was 20 years old after a night of coma that he restrained himself a little, but his timid character remained unchanged.

Zhang Dahu was the first one to slip away when he heard any disturbance.

Three years later

Zhang Dahu sat cross-legged in the back room, after visualizing the last trace of Xuanyuan Dharma, the mirror around his waist sang, echoing each other.

Breathing out a foul breath, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Reincarnation, it took 23 years to eliminate the influence, which is really terrifying."

"It's time to go out now."

Staying at home for three years, while reviving Yun Hanjing, at the same time getting familiar with the surrounding plants and trees.

After all, there are also practitioners in this world, and rumors of seizing homes are prevalent.

Although Luo Feng is reincarnated and awakened from the past, he still has to be careful.

Now that the Cloud-Han Realm has been completed, there is an invincible place.

After playing with the Yunhan mirror for a while, Luo Feng said loudly: "Come here, please go and invite the Taoist master of Yunxia Temple."

The servant at the door was stunned, and then said, "No!"

After an hour, a white-haired, childlike, fairy-like old man stepped into the main hall.

Lang smiled and said: "Dahu Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you have time to ask the old man?"

Luo Feng said with a smile: "To invite Ming Daoist to come today is purely to reminisce about the old days."

The old man Mingxuan laughed without saying a word, nor pointed out.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Luo Feng said with a smile: "I heard that the Yunxia Temple is inherited from the ancient Daoist Sage Emperor, and there is an orthodox practice method."

In an instant, the faint drunkenness of the old Taoist Ming Xuan dissipated, and he said solemnly: "Where did Zhang Dahu hear about it?"

Luo Feng sneered: "Who doesn't know the radius of eight hundred miles."

The old Taoist Mingxuan immediately blushed, thinking about it, this was the bragging rights he deliberately exaggerated in order to recruit his disciples.

It's not that the Daoist Sage Emperor's skills are absent, but it's just that the remnants of the fragments are ignored by casual cultivators, otherwise they won't fall into the hands of a monk who is mixed with the world.

Seeing that Zhang Dahu was interested, Mingxuan old way pretended to be profound and said: "This is the true cultivation technique that my ancestor got from the ancient ruins and escaped death, so it will not be passed on."

Luo Feng smiled immediately: "1000 taels of gold."

Mingxuan's breath became cloudy, but he was unmoved, and sighed: "This is my patriarch, patriarch."

Luo Feng shook his head: "Add ten acres of land on the mountain, and there will be no more."

"make a deal!"

Old Taoist Ming Xuan nodded calmly, but his excited hands betrayed his mood.

Day two.

A tattered tome was sent over from Yunxia Temple, and it really deserves the title of the real saint emperor's inheritance.

Luo Feng opened the book and read it carefully, the realms in the book were clearly layered and introduced one by one.

Knocking the palace, expanding the frontier, accumulating the body, opening the palace, strong life, true life, Huagai, Nirvana, Tianyuan, Yushenhaoxiong, Xuanming prince, Zhaixingzhenren, Shengzun, and Shenghuang are all recorded, and there are even short-lived ones. The description of the great sage and the legendary immortal emperor.

But, turn over the first page and watch carefully.

The so-called Daoist Emperor's inheritance is only recorded in the palace, and Tuojiang's practice method, which does not even have the most basic accumulation.

The qi replenishing arts of the common goods that the casual cultivators have a share of are stronger than this.

But Luo Feng didn't have any surprises, because Yunxia Guanmingxuan's old Taoist just barely stepped into the realm of Yunti, saying that he is a monk is a bit insulting to a monk.

In the world of practice, only the palace and the palace of life are eligible to practice supernatural powers and spells. The previous three realms are purely body tempering and laying the foundation. Randomly pulling out a commoner from the Human Emperor's Realm will have a certain level of cultivation.

Looking at the complicated division of realms, there are countless small realms that cannot be remembered.

Luo Feng was a little speechless, always feeling that he had seen this kind of cultivation system before.

Suddenly, there was a cry from outside the window.

Luo Feng raised his head to inquire, and a servant replied, there was a tenant farmer, because his family was poor, he came to Zhang's family to do part-time work, and now he was just in time for his wife to give birth.

The servant asked flatteringly: "Master, do you want to drive them out, this crying disturbs your cleansing."

Luo Feng waved his hand: "Immortals are precious to life, there is no limit to people, let them live with their husbands and wives."

The servant bowed his head in promise.

For the next seven days, Luo Feng did not practice, because the newborn baby cried for seven days, and there was a bit of a vision.

The couple surnamed Li looked at Luo Feng timidly, lowered their heads and said respectfully: "Master Zhang, why are you here?"

Luo Feng looked down at the newborn, and smiled calmly: "Your family will have an extra mouth, and life will be difficult in the future."

"I can lease the land to you, and only charge five floors of rent."

"But, this child, you will let me herd sheep for ten years."

The Li couple looked at each other, knelt down with a plop, and said with tears in their eyes, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your kindness."

The people at the bottom are as humble as ants, and their greatest wish is to survive, but even this wish is often not realized.

Whether it is farming or herding sheep, no matter how hard or tired, there is still a mouthful of food to eat, and you will not die of hunger.

Seeing that Zhang Dahu was different from the folk rumors, Mother Li took courage and said tremblingly: "We don't know, Mr. Zhang is a rich man, let's give the child a name."

Luo Feng pondered for a while, then slowly said: "I cried for seven days and seven nights, so I will call you Li Qiye."

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