Chapter 475: The Demon Sect's Unwillingness

The four realms of heaven, earth, man and god all appeared in the immortal view. As a cultivator, being able to have the privilege of seeing the four realms of heaven, earth, man, and god can be said to be a great opportunity.

As a cultivator, or a cultivator, the one who cultivates the most is the Heavenly Dao. It can be said that all of them are cultivators of the Heavenly Dao. My Tao cannot be separated from the scope of the Heavenly Dao, and I also need to learn from the four realms of heaven, earth, man, and gods, and form a Tao suitable for myself through understanding. If it weren't for the guidance of the "Huang Ting Jing", Zhang Daoran would not have been able to find a way to cultivate my Dao.

Since ancient times, those who have cultivated our Tao can count them on one hand. These characters are not geniuses, what will be their ending in the end, Zhang Daoran is not clear, between heaven and earth, the heavens and the earth, no one knows.

And those who cultivate the true way and cultivate the way of heaven only perceive the traces of the way of heaven, the heavens and the earth are natural, and the way of heaven does not take the initiative to manifest. If you don't reach a certain realm, it is difficult to see the true body of the Heavenly Dao. Even if he is a saint, he can only see the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao at the moment of sanctification.

"It's really incredible, I thought of coming to seize the Immortal Mansion and taking the opportunity to take away the artifact, but I didn't expect to witness such a miracle. Qing Songzi sighed: "There are such monks on the island in the middle of the lake, who dares to come here to be presumptuous?"

Collect the clone of the Demon Sect with one hand, and the eighteen blood guards. It was easy to hit the Demon Sect hard, so that the Demon Sect was defeated and did not dare to stay. With this kind of strength, the entire Azure Star, this high-level cultivation world, and countless planets with countless powerhouses, can not be found to be able to tie with the Demon Sect.

Of course, Azure Star is not to say that there are no strong people. Maybe somewhere in the deep mountains and old forests, there will be old monsters that are not born. It's a pity that the demons have ravaged the Azure Star for thousands of years, and these old monsters have not appeared, which is a guess and a psychological comfort. The demons also have demon emperors, demon kings, and their demon guards, who don't know where to hide.

"Alas......"

There was a sigh from beside him, and an old man stood up from the futon and looked into the distance: "The blue star is on the right path, and when you enter the earth, you will start to fight for territory, and the Demon Sect will appear this time, but there is no trace of them." ”

"Zhang Zhenren has great powers, and I don't want to leave. The earth is very large, and the blue star is too far away, and I don't know what year and month it will take before I have the opportunity to embark on the road back. Before we find our way back, maybe this is the Paradise of Cultivation. ”

Where there is the protection of the strong, the strong enemies dare not peep, and the evil demons dare not disturb, so that they can cultivate with peace of mind and break through to a higher realm. The most important thing is that Zhang Daoran preached, the artistic conception is frequent, the kind of perception that makes people unable to extricate themselves, and the terrifying entry of strength.

Cultivating the truth, cultivating the truth, and preserving the truth in vain is to pursue a higher realm. If there is such a happy land, why bother to find a place to cultivate: "I just don't know, Zhang Zhenren will accommodate me and ......"

"Fellow Daoists, the poor Daoist Master has finished preaching. The poor Taoist master preached, compared with you also have some gains and understanding, or find a place to meditate and understand, and strive to listen to the sermon in vain. Zhang Fang clasped his hands into fists and saluted everyone: "The poor Taoist master has been preaching for five days, and he will preach for one day later." Then for all the Taoist friends to solve their doubts for three days, every day at 10 o'clock in the morning, anyone who is destined can come to ......"

"In this way, the poor road will not leave guests, please go back......"

Seeing more than 500 people in the immortal temple, sitting on the futon for a long time and unwilling to leave, Zhang Fang also felt helpless, so he had to give an order to evict the guests. Listening to the sermon this time, Zhang Fang gained a lot, and there was a faint sign of a breakthrough.

Moreover, Zhang Fangfang found that in the immortal view, the island in the middle of the lake was full of roads, and the breath on the head of the wind and dust road was unstable, and Cheng Yiyan's breath was also unstable, and Cheng Yiyan's breath fluctuated more obviously, I am afraid that he is about to break through like himself......

"So, I'll take my leave......"

Qing Songzi and the old man originally opened their mouths to say something, but finally kept silent.

If it was in the past, Zhang Daoran didn't show up to take down the Demon Sect's doppelganger Eighteen Blood Guards with one hand, didn't easily seriously injure the Demon Sect, and didn't have the mysterious and strange vision of seeing the immortal temple preaching this time, these unruly cultivators might be angry, thinking that this is trampling on their dignity, and a junior can also issue an eviction order?

Cultivators pay attention to face, and being ordered to be expelled is undoubtedly a kind of humiliation.

However, at this time, they did not fluctuate in their hearts, and even took it for granted. Zhang Fangfang's strength may not be very strong, he is Zhang Daoran's eldest disciple, and at this time he represents the entire island in the middle of the lake.

Compared with their faces, Zhang Daoran of Huxin Island undoubtedly has a bigger face, and it is even more irreversible.

The people who listened to the sermon left in a hurry, and most of them had some understanding, especially those who cultivated the truth. After these people left, Zhang Fang didn't look for another place, and directly sat down on the futon and began to cultivate. At this time, Cheng Yiyan had already entered a state of steady. In other words, I have been immersed in Zhang Daoran's preaching.

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In the chaos, Zhang Daoran looked at a small world with a radius of dozens of kilometers, and Long Yiyun was swimming in it. There is no year in the chaos, and in a moment outside, the chaotic world may have been a hundred years and a thousand years. In the outside world, Long Yiyun seems to have experienced endless years, and his body is even larger. However, Long Yiyun's eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen into some kind of comprehension. When Zhang Daoran appeared in this side of the world, he couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart: "In the chaos for three hundred years, the realm has not improved at all, you should also work hard......

The dragon turned into a dragon and was extremely strong. At this time, it has the condensation of yin and yang souls, and is about to condense the realm of the original god. It is stronger than the strength before Zhang Daoran broke through the chaos, and the realm is even more profound.

Now in a short period of time, Zhang Daoran's strength has exceeded Zhang Daoran's own expectations.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Faintly, above Long Yiyun's head, there was a dim mini version of the little dragon that was no more than the thickness of chopsticks, and his voice was slightly immature, and he said gratefully. The little dragon floated and floated, always above Long Yiyun's head, emitting a purple light.

Long Yiyun's gratitude stems from Zhang Daoran's preaching and not forgetting her.

The corners of Zhang Daoran's mouth curled slightly, and a touch of relief appeared on his face: "This is the manifestation of the Yuan Shen, but it has not yet been carved into his future cultivation path, this is a poor Dao suddenness, of course, it is also because of the special reasons of your dragon clan." ”

The mini version of the little dragon, hazy, is the condensation of the soul, the fusion of the two gods of yin and yang, and it has not yet been carved into its own Dao, and it cannot form the original god.

The yang god is engraved into the future path of cultivation, and the original god is engraved into the future of his own cultivation, the method of cultivation, and the way of his own cultivation. If the two gods of yin and yang are fused and carved into their own Dao, they will form a primordial god and become a land immortal from now on.

"When you understand life and death, understand the meaning of the existence of sentient beings, and realize your previous mistakes, that is when you complete your sentence. Of course, it is also your breakthrough opportunity. ”

Zhang Daoran turned around and left, the world barrier was like a layer of taxes, with a slight ripple, and Zhang Daoran disappeared through the barrier.

Long Yiyun's soul, the prototype of the primordial god, sighed lightly: "I have searched for the world barrier more than once, and I want to get out of here, but my strength is insufficient. Now the teacher is easy to go in and out of the understatement, and my strength is not as good as that. ”

Long Yiyun's thoughts at this time, Zhang Daoran knew it in his chest, but in the chaos, he turned around and glanced at it lightly, then shook his head, and the figure disappeared directly.

In a corner of the chaotic world, there is also a heaven and earth. The area of this world is not large, with a radius of several miles. Demon Venerable clone, the eighteen blood guards sat cross-legged, their eyes looking at this world, as if they had lost their strength.

"What the hell is this place? The world barrier is so hard......"

The chaotic world doesn't remember years, it's just a moment outside, and I don't know how many years have passed here. The Demon Sect clones and the Eighteen Blood Guards continued to impact the world barrier, but unfortunately the world barrier was as hard as iron, and they were so tired that they collapsed, and they were still trapped here.

"The most hateful thing is that in this small world, there is almost no aura, everything is not born, even if it is 100 million years, we don't want to recover our strength. Hateful... Hateful ......" The Demon Sect clone stood up unwillingly: "This Zhang Daoran, the deity really underestimated him, and he has strong strength, I'm afraid the Demon Emperor is just like that, maybe he has succeeded in the tribulation and is about to soar." ”

Zhang Daoran stood outside the small world, and when he saw that the Demon Sect clone was so embarrassed, a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his indifferent face, and he entered the small world with a thought.