Prehistoric: Create a Purgatory Version of Volume Tribulation, Frighten Hongjun

023. In the Three Thousand Avenues, Tongtian has found his own way!

On the top of the mountain.

Seeing that Tong Tian hasn't come up yet, some people seem to be a little impatient.

"Why haven't you come up yet?"

Hearing this, Tongtian's eyes showed a trace of bitterness.

"Senior, this Dao contains too much, even if I have already cultivated to this point, I can't guarantee it."

Rao has a sturdy temperament, and his face is inevitably flushed.

Really unwilling!

But what can be done?

Do you still have the spine of a monk when you walk along the road? This is the lord of the calamity?

The meaning of mind-bearing education is to educate.

"You know, the cultivation of Taoism is against the sky, if you just want to shrink, don't you fall behind?"

"The monks of my generation do not seek the previous life, do not seek the next life, but only seek the vigor and vigor of the present life, happily gratitude, and directly report grievances. In this life, don't let anyone! Don't ask! Don't blame anyone! Don't jealous!"

"The monk will never die, the fight will never go away, the way the Tao is going, there will be no disadvantages, can you understand?"

The words were sonorous and powerful.

Falling into Tongtian's ears is like thunder on the ground.

He trembled, and he couldn't help himself.

Yes, he is a monk!

Shun is what is normal, while reverse is immortal, only in the heart of a thought.

If he retreats, is he still promising?

Although ordinary people think that cultivating the Tao is to walk in the sky, and emphasize the unity of nature and man.

But from Tongtian's point of view, Taoism is actually going against the sky, intercepting the ray of life between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Tongtian felt something in his heart.

"What is a mortal, what a celestial being, how many years have I heard of my youth? Looking back on the vicissitudes of life, this hatred is endless, the wind and the moon are like a sword, see me breaking through the sky. There are no immortals and all the different paths, and the world."

If he thinks he is in this world, no one has said such things to him.

Being hit by such good and heroic words really benefited him a lot.

"Is this really what I want in my heart?"

"If you rely on such sanctification, can you really make yourself go?!"

In this wild world, there is a word widely circulated.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Are not all beings seeking detachment?

Destiny has its own destiny.

Some people are born supreme, others are willing to be ants.

In the vast river of destiny, imprinting on the three thousand realms, hundreds of millions of creatures are neighing, vainly trying to control their own destiny.

But how can it be so easy to escape from fate?

One life after another, he will not regret until death.

This may be the weight of destiny.

There was a fire in Tongtian's heart.

There are too many stories, too many ideas in his mind at this moment.

He wants to talk to the world, he wants to find someone to talk to.

Some things cannot be avoided by simple sanctification.

"If you can't live freely, what about sanctification?"

"The way I ask is not the so-called way stuck to the world. The way I ask is the way of all beings."

"Climbing high enough to see from a distance, so that you can see everything and everything, but you only practice with this mind, but you gradually lose your original mind."

At this moment, Tongtian worshipped like this, without hesitation.

"Tongtian has been taught."

This worship was his willingly.

Without this predecessor, perhaps he would still be confused.

At this moment, Tongtian's Dao Heart is extremely firm, like a rock.

This time, despite his death, he will go to the end even though there will be no future life.

Go to chase the scenery on the top of the mountain and see the so-called Wanjie Academy.

Sometimes, you may only be able to see yourself clearly when you are about to die.

After reaching the middle of the mountain, Tongtian's footsteps stopped.

He looked at this scene with some trembling.

Before his eyes, there was a monstrous wave.

Unexpectedly, this wave was formed by Three Thousand Avenue.

Among them, Tongtian saw too much.

The avenue of power, the avenue of destruction, the avenue of destiny...

"Heaven, earth and earth, the wave of the three thousand avenues in the thousands of universes is reappearing at this moment, how strong are the strong ones in the Ten Thousand Realms Academy??"

hiss! hiss! hiss!

The sky was shocked, completely shocked.

As Pangu authentic, he also understands something.

No one has ever been able to completely control the Three Thousand Dao Dao.

"The incomparable mystery of these three thousand avenues basically encompasses the way of sentient beings."

"The Tao I practiced is also in it."

"Perhaps, I can intercept a complete avenue in Three Thousand Avenue."

"The Father's Avenue of Power, and the mysterious and unpredictable Avenue of Time and Space, seem to have too many choices."

As a great supernatural power, he involved too many Dao.

It is really difficult to make a trade-off now.

He wants to cultivate the avenue of strength, which is the way of God the Father.

He wants to practice the path of time and become the real master of time.

he.....

Since ancient times, heaven and earth have been derived and there are many types.

There are demons who seek the truth with all their heart, transforming beasts into human bodies, either good or evil. Based on their acquired experience, good cultivators achieve high levels and become demons. The evil cultivator achieves a high level and is a monster.

The vast land of Shenzhou is vast and boundless. Although there are endless creatures, it can not exhaust the vast land and the whole land.

From ancient times to the present, the wind has been surging, and the world is turbulent, such as ebb and flow, never stopping.

These are all interpretations of the four characters "the way is endless".

At this moment, Tongtian, thrown into the wave of Three Thousand Avenues, seems to be intercepting the Avenue.

He tried hard to grasp many things, but couldn't grasp any of them. Instead, he lost more things because of this.

He has seen too much, so too much entanglement.

"What is my Tao? What is it that I want to pursue!?"

At this time, Tongtian stopped in the midst of the wave of the avenue.

He is thinking about this problem.

His pursuit just now seems to have crossed hundreds of millions of years.

At this moment, Tongtian was excited.

He seemed to see a way.

That was the way he dreamed of.

Etiquette, morality, cause and effect?

These extremely wide, extremely high, and extremely distant things have never restrained him.

On the avenue, there used to be people, but there was nothing else, but they could only go straight with the sword.

Whenever something obstructs, a sword clears the way.

Whenever there is an injustice, it will be settled with one sword.

"Although there are sword repairs in Honghuang, no one can complete this path."

"What I ask for is for the heaven, the earth and the world, for the endless beings... to open the mountains."

At this moment, the sky seems to be in a state of no beginning and no end, the whole sky without self.

He felt that the primordial spirit was about to explode, and he was going to become nothingness.

At this moment, Tongtian opened his eyes.

A sword of light bloomed in the wave of the Three Thousand Avenues, sweeping across nine heavens and ten earths, shattering hundreds of millions of worlds, and arbitrarily judging the future of the past and the present.

"Abandoned in the past, hesitated in the past, in the original heart of the past, I finally found you!"

"Time crosses the road, what was lost, what is gone, all come back!"

In the sword light, the figure of Tongtian roared through the years, running through God.

The direction of Jianguang was actually shattering the ten thousand ways.

This sword light is terrifying, pierced through the ages, shattered everything, and the past, the present, and the future have been subverted until the end.

In the wave of the Three Thousand Avenues, Tongtian did not have the avenue of interception power, did not choose time and space, and did not see the causal destiny, but chose a way of self. *

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