The Great Tao Chronicle

when~

The morning bell pierced the sky and broke the dawn together with Chenhui.

Then, the billowing purple energy came automatically, like a waterfall like a Tianhe River, flowing down, and the huge Wanfa Mountains seemed to become a purple ocean for a while.

Bathed in the purple air, the disciples of Wanfa Building, birds and beasts, and even plants and trees all recovered from the silence.

Taking a breath of purple energy can be compared to ten days of ascetic cultivation!

huh~

The purple qi continued to breathe for a few breaths before disappearing, but the disciples of the Wanfa Building on the qi refining platform still closed their eyes.

Many of them have bathed in purple energy for hundreds of years, although it is not only the inspiration contained in the purple energy, but the legal principles in it.

After a long time, the disciple slowly opened his eyes.

The training platform is the highest in the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist. At this time, all the purple air in the sky is scattered, but there is only one place.

Sitting alone in it, with his back to the crowd, the purple qi lingers around, and the white clothes fly over, like an exiled immortal who came to the world.

Looking at the man in white, all the disciples had reverence in their hearts.

"After this morning's work, all the disciples should go away."

Yuan Duxiu slowly exhaled, and the lingering purple air did not enter his nose and nose, and his whole body.

‘Has the headmaster not preached the Fa today? ’

Some disciples had doubts in their hearts, but they did not dare to ask questions. They could only bow respectfully and slowly retreat.

The farther away, the footsteps dared to be slightly heavier.

"Your heart is fluctuating."

In my heart, Mu Longcheng's voice slowly sounded: "Similar fluctuations, the last time they appeared, it should have been more than 600 years."

After that one fluctuation of luck, Yuan Duxiu broke through the bottleneck and was promoted to the realm of reunification. The heavens were condensed to perfection.

After 600 years, this fluctuation has come again......

"Did the teacher notice it too?"

Yuan Duxiu looked at the sea of ​​​​clouds from afar, her eyes were deep, like the stars: "The mysterious person who attacked me that day, still can't be deduced, even if I find Qi Oracle, the great elder of Mingyue Holy Land, it is the same... .

Now, I finally noticed the traces of his existence..."

As early as a thousand years ago, Yuan Duxiu had been searching for the whereabouts of the mysterious man after realizing his own changes.

Although that change was good for him.

For this reason, in the past thousand years, he has cultivated the method of deduction from scratch, and has cultivated it to an extremely advanced level.

Therefore, it is possible to capture the traces of that person when the luck fluctuates.

"The existence of that person may be a good thing for you. Even if you find him, what are you going to do?"

Mu Longcheng said quietly.

A thousand years is a long time, and the means that could not be captured or seen before have already been detected at this time.

But as he said, the existence of the unknown mysterious person is more beneficial than detriment to Yuan Duxiu.

Qi Luck is mysterious, it is the breath of the evolution of heaven and earth.

Yuan Duxiu's original aptitude can only be said to be one in a million, and it can be said to be ordinary. Even if it is taught by himself, the improvement is not huge.

But since the mysterious man used his methods, Yuan Duxiu had the potential to soar into the sky, and his luck was at its peak.

Not only did his cultivation progress by leaps and bounds, but when he broke through the feudal lordship, the 'big sun wheel', the king's spiritual treasure left by the Great Sun Golden Palace, came directly across the sea of ​​​​stars!

The rhythm of the son of destiny.

"Everything is born with a certain number! Although I don't know what means that person used to reverse my fate, there are some things that can't be escaped after all."

Yuan Duxiu narrowed her eyes and said in a condensed tone, "Although I don't know why he suffered my doom, but I don't feel at ease if I don't seek him out!"

The way of luck in qi pays attention to the fact that there are gains and losses. When the luck rises, the wind rises, and when it goes away, it falls. How much has I gained over the past thousand years?

It is hard to imagine what a huge price that person would have to pay.

The heyday of his luck is like the 'Son of Destiny' who has never been confirmed in the rumors. How bad should that person be?

How did you survive?

No one in this world will be nice to you for no reason.

Yuan Duxiu knew very well that he didn't have such a great charm to make a person pay so much for himself.

When things go wrong, there must be demons!

"You seem in a hurry?"

Mu Longcheng asked back.

No one would be willing to take on Yuan Duxiu's doom with their own luck, just to make the latter soar into the sky.

He has a lot of confidence to believe that the person who shoots must have a relationship with An Qisheng.

Even, that person is the incarnation of An Qisheng, it is unknown.

Otherwise, the existence of mastering such a strange and mysterious technique would have no reason to be so good to Yuan Duxiu.

"Yeah...I'm in a hurry."

Yuan Duxiu sighed softly, his tone somewhat complicated and incomprehensible: "Although I don't know how he did it, but since three days ago......

I sensed the aura of doom... The calamity of the king! "

"You mean the robbery of the king?!"

Mu Longcheng was really surprised now.

He knew very well that in the past thousand years, Yuan Duxiu never practiced as eagerly as he once did. He rose with the sun and fell asleep at sunset.

The purpose is not to practice, but to stabilize one's own foundation.

In his prediction, Yuan Duxiu would have seven hundred years to reach that threshold.

What kind of secret technique did that person cast, to have such a far-reaching impact? !

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Yuan Duxiu stood up: "It's just, but it's not just a catastrophe, it's my doom, it's mine after all, it won't disappear..."

Yuan Duxiu sighed in his heart.

You should be the only person in history who is about to break through the title of king, but doesn't like to worry about it?

"who are you......"

He whispered, but did not explain more, and with a finger, the void split open.

Then he stepped out and disappeared into the mountains of Wanfa.

......

Ruixia transpired, running like a dragon.

The mountains are spreading, the vegetation is lush, and there are many mountain spirits and trees, and wild beasts are running.

huh~

At a certain moment, a gray-white Dharma boat flashed through the void and descended to the mountains.

hum~

The ark came, and it was only for an instant, and a cold and cold breath was like the coldest cold current in the middle of winter blowing through the mountains.

Wherever he passed, all things withered, all the green and yellow, and countless rocks were shattered.

There were birds and beasts in the mountains and forests panicking, as if they sensed terror coming, but before they could flee, they were already turned into powder in the cold current, and there was no drop of blood.

"Whoo~"

Above the Dharma boat, there was a slight sound of inhalation, and the cold current that spread over the mountains for thousands of miles had already flowed back and disappeared into his nose and mouth.

"In the end, it was the end of the law when the spiritual machine never recovered. The essence is really bad, but it is still much stronger than the creatures above the few stars on the road..."

There was a strange smile on the dull and dull face, and the indifferent but cold eyes swept across a deserted and desolate mountain range:

"The Nether Dao of the Sea of ​​Blood? As expected of a supernatural power from outside the sky, swallowing blood and devouring essence, and evolving into a blood god, this is the cultivation method suitable for me!"

"Xie Zhi, don't forget, this is Emperor Extreme Continent!"

On the gray-white Dharma boat, a handsome young man glanced at the dull-looking evil spirit, and said coldly:

"Even if you are the first to take refuge, but if you ruin Lord Blood Spring's plan, you will die!"

"Zhukong, I don't need you to remind me."

Xie Zhi's heart is full of admiration, but he has a stern smile on his face: "Don't forget, here at Huangji, you must take me as the leader! What needs to be done, I know better than you!"

"Humph."

The handsome young Zhu Kong snorted coldly, got off the flying boat, glanced around, and frowned immediately: "If a master comes, you and I will definitely be exposed!"

Ever since he cultivated the 'Blood Sea Netherworld Dao', this evil spirit has become more and more mad, and has a kind of surly that shocked him.

It is clear that it has been agreed that when you come to Huangji Continent, you are not allowed to do it without authorization, but still...

"It's just a mountain of livestock, and it's worth making a fuss?"

Xie Zhi glanced at Zhu Kong impatiently and said, "You forgot what we are here for? These animals will die sooner or later."

"Xie Zhi, you need to tell me the real purpose of this trip!"

Zhu Kong's face sank.

"I'm not telling you, set up a magic circle for the adults to kill the Yuanyang King..."

"Don't make fun of me."

Zhu Kong's face was very ugly: "How tyrannical is the strength of Lord Xuequan? If you want to deal with the Yuanyang King, why do you need a thousand-year plan?"

He didn't believe in the words of evil, not only because he had killed the dragon gods before.

Also because it's unreasonable.

The blood spring was born, and in just over a thousand years, it has completely suppressed many major forces in the Xinghai, and its strength is earth-shattering.

Vaguely has already surpassed the scope of Tongtian~www.readwn.com~ He is even more ferocious, facing the destruction fleet of the Eternal Star, he will directly meet him, even if the Yuanyang King is stronger than the Demon Dragon.

Wouldn't it take a thousand years to deal with him?

"I don't need to lie to you at all. Lord Xuequan sent you and me here for only this purpose."

Xie Zhi was a little impatient, but he still replied: "Perhaps, Lord Xuequan got some important news in the memory of the dragon?"

He also had doubts in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, the blood spring swallowed the demon dragon and came down, and in a short period of time, it has already conquered many great forces, and some of them even have the inheritance of supreme spiritual treasures.

You must know that although the supreme spiritual treasure can only exert its real power in the hands of the supreme, how terrifying is the supreme treasure?

A few points of strength are enough to slaughter and unite, and shock the king and the strong.

But under the hands of the Blood Spring Lord, as tyrannical as the Eternal Star, they were easily destroyed.

And the time spent by this Lord Xuequan in planning Huangji, or in other words, King Yuanyang, was compared to the time it took to unify the forces of Xinghai.

It will take many times longer!

"You really didn't lie to me?" Zhu Kong was suspicious, but somewhat believed.

"I am the only one who knows how the magic circle is arranged. Even if I tell you what the purpose is, without the magic circle, would you dare to approach Da Shi Mountain?"

Zhu Kong's face was not good-looking, but he didn't say anything more.

"Let's go, Da Shi Mountain is still very far away from here, you can't reveal your identity, you have to go for a long time..."

Put away the boat, just as he was about to leave, Xie Zhi's brows suddenly wrinkled: "You're right, there really is a master here..."

Zhu Kong also discovered that the powerful spiritual sense vacated the sky, but he had already seen a figure pulling out a large tidal void in the distance:

"The breath of Buddhism..."