The Great Tao Chronicle

At night, the golden sun shines in all directions, and the wind and snow in the blue water city disappear.

The one who was farther away only felt that the heat was unbearable tonight, and the one who was nearer couldn't help but jumped up and ran out like his **** was on fire.

"Why did the sky suddenly light up?"

"What's this?"

"The real shape, it looks like someone is condensing the real shape!"

The originally sleeping Blue Water City suddenly became lively, and many people were awakened, watching the round of 'big sun' and talking about it.

Many practitioners recognized this scene.

"The true form of the day?"

In the heart of Longjiang, in the city lord's mansion carried by Shuilongmu, Lan Shuixian looked at the rising golden sun in the city, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Dairi Zhenxing? Senior Brother, wasn't the Dairi Golden Palace destroyed by the Lord of the Great Beginning Holy Land 20,000 years ago, and the Dairi Zhenxingtu also broke the inheritance?"

Mo Baobao dodged to Lan Narcissus' side, and was a little surprised when he saw the shadow of the big sun in the city.

The true form of the Great Sun is not necessarily the first in the world, but it must be very famous. From ancient times to the present, many people have thought of this day when they condensed the true form.

Even he is no exception.

This is also the reason why he knows about the Golden Palace.

But as far as he knew, this big sect 20,000 years ago was no less tyrannical than today's Taiyi sect. When they were attacking the Holy Land, they were killed and destroyed by the First Emperor Golden Bell.

After that, not even the Great Beginning Holy Master at that time was able to find the 'Dari True Shape Map'.

Of course, this is a secret that only major sects that have inherited it for more than tens of thousands of years know the secret, and most practitioners do not know the reason.

"There seems to be a difference..."

Lan Narcissus shook her head slightly, but her eyes did not leave the Jin Yang, but she was more puzzled.

With his eyesight, of course he knew where the golden sun rose from, but, if Yuan Duxiu really had the shape of a big day, how could Lin Xunbai force his family to perish?

Maybe, just similar.

"Senior brother, when are you going to Save Mountain?"

Mo Baobao's mind was very detached, and his interest in the real shape of the day was not too long. He asked about the business in a flash: "The injury you fought against Fa Wushe before is almost healed."

"The elders reckon that it is probably after the middle of winter, there may be a deviation, but it should not be too big."

Lan Shuixian's expression was flat: "I haven't been home for more than ten years, so it's okay to stay for a few more days this time."

Baby Mo scratched his head and said nothing.

Taiyimen has never broken the saying of common karma. What it pays attention to is that one person obtains the Tao, and his family is blessed. Historically, when the disciples go down the mountain, the first thing is to go home.

It's different from someone like him who is tired of staying at home and doesn't want to stay in the mountains for a moment.

roar~~

The golden sun didn't last long, and a dragon roar broke the calm of the night.

The shadow of that day was broken, and a person appeared in the night sky, but it was Yuan Duxiu.

"Finally, it became..."

Yuan Duxiu stood in mid-air, feeling like a world apart.

For more than half a year, he hardly ever went out, looking up at the big sun for a hundred days, condensing the true shape in the night, and finally, he still initially condensed the true shape of the big sun.

Feeling the long-lost feeling of fullness in his body, an unspeakable touch filled his heart.

Until this moment, he didn't know why he was the same spirit, but he didn't have the slightest power to fight back when facing Lin Xunbai.

The huge gap between the true form and the spiritual aspect cannot be easily made up.

The difference between his twelve Flood Dragons and the dragon tortoise of Lin Weibai is huge. It is no different from ordinary people in the world and a country's wealthy wealth. In the same realm, the gap is huge, but it has reached an unimaginable level. level.

At this time, he gently pinched his five fingers, and what he felt was more than comparable to nine bulls and two tigers?

"It's no wonder that the true inheritance of the world's sects can fight across the ranks..."

Yuan Duxiu muttered to himself slightly, but the bitten tongue had grown out.

"True form?"

The whole city was shocked. The closest Yu Qianshan felt the most profound nature, but he was too concerned about it, but it wasn't whether this real form was the legendary Dainichi real form.

But, he, only the true form?

'Yes, there are gods in ancient times who can compete with the heroes of the world just by cultivating one level. This gentleman should be the same...'

Yu Qianshan had a thought in his heart, and suddenly the severe pain struck again, even if half a year had passed, the huge pain that was still unbearable burst out from his soul.

And this time, it seems to be far more than any previous outbreak!

"what!"

Yu Qianshan slapped the ground with both hands, and the boiling blood gushed out from his seven orifices, and the pores all over his body spurted out, almost instantly dyeing it red.

The poison of 'prostitution' will not disappear, it can only be vented, and if it is not vented for a long time, it will accumulate more and more, and finally explode and die, completely falling.

bang~~~

The air waves rolled up countless dust and swayed from the entire street, the earth was humming like a drum, and the defense formation of Blue Water City was alarmed.

It caused chaos in the city.

Some people are embarrassed, some are running away, and some people are directly scolding, screaming every day, making trouble every day, who can stand this? !

huh~

Yuan Duxiu fell down and turned into a stream of light that broke through the turbulent waves, and squeezed into the boiling waves between the turbulent blood.

A hand clapped on Yu Qianshan's shoulder.

boom!

With a low-pitched collision, the blood in Yu Qianshan's eyes faded a little, and the roar in his mouth also fell.

"This 'Heaven and Human Transformation' Pill should be able to temporarily suppress the 'prostitution' poison in your body."

Yuan Duxiu hesitated for a moment, but still took out an elixir that An Qisheng gave him from his arms, pinched it with two fingers, and patted Yu Qianshan's forehead heavily.

hum!

It was clearly an elixir, but the moment it was photographed between Qianshan's eyebrows, it instantly turned into a faint blue light that enveloped it.

And in the next moment, it has completely submerged into his body.

"what!"

An earth-shattering hiss resounded through the heavens and the earth, and ripples appeared in the void visible to the naked eye, like a boulder falling into the water.

The eardrums of the half-city people who were shaking were buzzing, and those who were a little closer felt that their eyes were dark, and they almost fell to the ground.

"Uh......"

This hissing only lasted for less than a moment, and Qianqiu was struck by lightning, and his body swayed, and he fell to the ground, only making a moan as low as a mosquito.

so effective? !

Yuan Duxiu's eyes narrowed.

He looked carefully, Yu Qianshan fell to the ground, but he didn't move. On the contrary, there was some kind of violent transformation in his body that shocked him.

Faintly, I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt Yu Qianshan's moan, gradually becoming feminine, and even a little—

charming.

Yuan Duxiu's throat surged for a moment, and she couldn't help but look back, the room was pitch black, the rocking chair in the courtyard was empty, but An Qisheng was no longer there.

"Little brother..."

Yuan Duxiu secretly sighed.

......

Huhu~

The night wind blows the cold snow from the north, fluttering and decorating the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles. Although it has not been long, the mountains and rivers are already white.

The only thing that was not affected by the wind and snow was that day and night, the endless rolling came to Longjiang.

At night, the rushing of the Longjiang River was more violent, and the sound of the river slapped like a dull thunder that could not stop exploding.

Huhu~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on a small raft and descended with the waves.

At this time, the river was surging in the north wind, and the waves rumbled, but this small raft was not affected in the slightest. It penetrated the waves, and there were no water marks.

In half a year, his body has grown a lot, and he probably has the body shape of a normal three or five-year-old child in this world. Beneath his white eyebrows, his eyes are as deep as a sea of ​​stars.

The vastness of this world is far greater than the great worlds that An Qisheng dreamed of before. Because of the vastness of the world, the days and nights are extremely long. Of course, only he who has crossed several worlds can feel it.

People born and raised in Wanyang Realm will not have this feeling.

Therefore, more than half a year is not too short for An Qisheng, Yuan Duxiu can condense the true form of the sun, not to mention him.

The cultivation of the mind in the realm will not change due to changes in the external environment.

Daoyitu's star classification, at this time, An Qisheng already understood its meaning.

One star Daoji, two stars show me, above the Daoji, I understand my own wisdom, know my own pursuit, and will not be affected by any external environment or emotions.

It seems that it is difficult to correspond to the systems of many worlds, but it is all-encompassing.

"Guanglong Supreme..."

Looking out into the sky, An Qisheng muttered to himself.

The more he understands, the more doubts he has. He calculated that this world is very likely to be the 'Heaven's Gate' among the countless world rumors including Jiufujie.

But this gate of heaven, was Wanyang Realm opened up for other realms, or was it man-made? What is the purpose?

From ancient times to the present, for 30 million years, generations of Tianjiao people have inherited the shadow of their predecessors, from the cultivation of one realm to the cultivation of eleven realms today.

There is no one who can cultivate longevity?

Ancient and modern sage emperors, many heavenly venerables, supreme, none of them can explore the road to longevity?

And he thinks more. When he and the long floating world, he has sensed everything that has evolved over the three thousand years, but there are two points that make him doubtful.

The first is 'the ancestor's legacy is not allowed to fly to the gate of heaven'.

When he was floating in the world for a long time, he had glimpsed the fate of Sun En, the master of the dragon sword. After seeing his death in Tianmen, he faintly guessed that there was danger after Tianmen, and he also left a message to warn younger disciples.

But he didn't say that he was not allowed to open the gate of heaven at that time...

The second doubt is that Li Taibai clearly wanted to open the gate of heaven, but why did he end up destroying the gate of heaven?

What did he see?

And the biggest doubts in his heart, even the ones he is afraid of, are not these, but the world coordinates of Wanyangjie...

"Mr. Monster, when will you let me out?"

In his mind, Sanxin Lan Lingtong's eager voice came out, interrupting An Qisheng's thinking.

Since digesting all the 'spiritual imprints' in Blue Water City, this little blue-skinned monster has become restless, always restless, and desperate to come out.

It's like seeing a golden mountain in front, but only picking up a few copper plates, how can it not be itchy.

"Not the time."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes: "I can catch you, and so can others."

The potential of the three-hearted blue soul boy is the highest he has seen so far, but the potential is just potential, and it is nothing until the potential is fully utilized.

The practitioners in this world are the most among the worlds he has dreamed of, and it is not necessarily that no one can catch the three-hearted blue soul boy.

And this little blue-skinned monster has no loyalty at all. Once caught, he will immediately sell himself clean. This point, An Qisheng never doubted.

Therefore, he would rather slow down than take this risk.

"Not everyone can catch me."

The three-hearted blue soul boy seemed a little unconvinced: "Once again, even if you are Mr. Monster, you can't catch me!"

"Then naturally I can't let you out."

An Qisheng shook his head and laughed.

Sanxin Lan Lingtong wanted to say something, but An Qisheng no longer responded.

As soon as I thought about it, the speed of the small raft immediately accelerated, breaking through the heavy waves, and suddenly it had passed dozens of miles~www.readwn.com~ Longjiang is also formed by the convergence of hundreds of waters, and there are small waters everywhere along the way. The tributary of the raft merged into it, and when the raft slowly stopped, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows.

I saw a large artificially created river crossing the Lailong River.

In the distance, there are exquisite and soft, flower or red painting boats.

Here, it is the first fireworks place in Dingtianfu, Yueyou River.

The river is surging, the north wind is howling, but the lights are bright on the quiet river in the moon.

buzz~

At this time, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly trembled, and there were bursts of humming sounds in the sea of ​​​​heart, followed by blood-red rays of light.

"Ok?"

An Qisheng was slightly concentrating, and saw that in the blood-red light, the altar of responsiveness was turning itself.

It seems that there is some kind of call.