The fireworks burn out, and the world returns to peace.

Dozens of people began to return to the Taoist temple one after another, and saw Zhang Daoran and Mengxi standing in front of the Sanqing Temple, Zhang Daoran with his hands behind his back, his face facing south, everyone could only see Zhang Daoran's side, and they didn't know what Zhang Daoran was thinking at this time.

Mengxi is body towards the Sanqingguan Gate, with a look of shock on his face.

Even under the cover of night, the shock on Mengxi's face was still clearly seen by Tianjizi and other strong people who entered the Dao. They looked curiously at the Sanqing Guanguan, as always, nothing had changed.

"Senior sister, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Yingying's mouth was relatively large, scratched his head, and asked with some curiosity.

Outside the Sanqing Temple, the fireworks are shining, if you don't look at it, this small Taoist temple, what is there to see? If you look at it again, it will still be like that, there is no difference...... Zhao Yingying was puzzled: "Don't say it, the stone pier where Uncle Shi is sitting has opened his spiritual wisdom in this short period of time, and he has transformed again? Tao Yiming can't do ......it."

Zhang Daoran was outside the temple, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to have the intention of entering the Taoist temple.

Mengxi's face was full of shock, looking at the gate of Sanqingguan, there was a daze, everyone was curious, neither did they enter nor retreat.

"Ninety-nine kilometers in circumference... Heaven and earth change color, and the vicissitudes of heaven and earth ......"

Mengxi is still in shock, even if Mengxi is already a cultivator who has condensed the souls of man and earth, and is about to condense the Yang God, at this time, he is only the beginning of his supernatural powers, and the Taoism is also quite studied, and he can be regarded as a master of cultivation.

Zhang Daoran has always been an unpredictable prophet in Mengxi's heart, a prophet with great power. Zhang Daoran rarely showed off his supernatural powers in front of the disciples of Huxin Island and demonstrated the Taoism. Therefore, over time, Zhang Daoran is a cultivator with great magical powers, and this impression is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but no one knows how capable Zhang Daoran is.

Just now, in the Sanqing Temple, in an instant, the end of the world is close at hand, the space is expanding, and the heaven and earth are formed. Especially the mountains and rivers, like playthings, are easily changed by Zhang Daoran, that kind of terrifying cultivation......

Mengxi can now use the law, can use the law, and can even arrange the formation, but he can't use the rotation between his thoughts to make the heaven and earth take shape, and there is more than one mustard seed space. Even if it is a current cultivation, it takes a hundred years or a thousand years to achieve this step......

"Ninety-nine kilometers in circumference...... Heaven and earth change color, heaven and earth vicissitudes..."Even Tianjizi was confused: "Senior sister, what do you mean?"

Everyone looked at Mengxi curiously, waiting for her answer.

Mengxi came back to his senses and did not answer the doubts in everyone's hearts, but came to Zhang Daoran's side: "Real person, this is the application of the law?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "The law is contained in it, and the rules are changing... Heaven and earth are formed, the earth is molded, the five elements of yin and yang, interlocking, and the world can be formed. ”

Mengxi seems to understand whether he understands or not, simple words, but contains endless truths.

The people around him would not understand what Zhang Daoran meant by these words.

"Your realm is too low now, don't think about these issues... Starting tomorrow, starting from the Seisai Daoan, the poor road will arrange the mustard seed space......"

Now that everyone understands, Mengxi asks Zhang Daoran for questions again.

Some of them felt bored, especially Zhao Yingying, the realm was too low, and now there was nothing on the cultivation path that needed other people's guidance and answers, so he shook his head and entered the Sanqing Temple. He was thirsty, he wanted to drink water, and then he was going to follow the master back to Fengchenguan.

......

"Damn... it..."

Zhao Yingying, who had not completely disappeared from the red dust, was the first to enter the Taoist temple, and after entering the Taoist temple, he immediately burst into a foul mouth: "God, what's the matter? Miracles? How did Sanqingguan become like this?"

Outside Sanqingguan, everyone was taken aback by Zhao Yingying's reaction, and the instinctive Zhang Yifang and the others thought: "Is it that one of the junior brothers and sisters is in trouble?"

If the master does not enter the Three Qingguan, is he relieving his anger?

When everyone poured into the Sanqingguan together, the Sanqingguan that was originally familiar was still the Sanqingguan. It's just that around Sanqingguan, the scenery changes greatly. They are very familiar with the Sanqingguan, which is a small Taoist temple, with a total area of only one or two hundred square meters.

However, the starry sky in front of you is by no means the same as the starry sky outside. At this time, it was already a cold winter wax moon, the constellations of the stars were clear, and the stars in the sky above Sanqingguan were completely different from the outside, and even they had never seen the appearance of the sky.

Not only that, stepping into the Sanqingguan is not entering the courtyard of the Sanqingguan, but still standing outside the Sanqingguan, the path leading to the bath is still the same, but the path stretches and extends to the distance, the distance is the endless high mountains, surrounded by high mountains, is a large plain, on the great plain, is a continuous palace.

The rivers are rolling, the waterfalls are hanging upside down, this is a fairyland on earth!

The mountains in the distance are stacked and green, and the life is infinite, except that there are no living creatures, everything is so primitive, so mysterious.

The grassland extends into the distance, the forest is dense, and every pine tree has several people hugging each other, and it is towering into the sky, at least dozens of meters high!

"How can there be such a change here?"

Zhang Yifang and the others were blinded, they just went out to set off fireworks, although the time has been a little longer, but it will not be this kind of heaven and earth change, the vicissitudes of the sea! This is by no means a formation, everything is so real, and the aura is so rich!

Zhang Fangfang and the others clearly understood that the island in the middle of the lake was surrounded by vast lakes, and it was impossible to have this kind of scenery at all.

"This is mustard space!"

Tianjizi shouted, and the Dao Heart that had been cultivated for hundreds of years was a little shaken at this moment.

One sand and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, although it is the Buddhist language that Buddhism often hangs on their lips, they are far from being able to do this, open up the world, and form a mustard seed space!

Tianjizi is already the realm of the primordial gods, and according to the realm of the cultivators, it is already the realm of cutting the void, which can be regarded as the realm of the tribulation. Tianjizi still doesn't have any means to form a mustard seed space.

This is a fairy trick!

Hearing the voice of Dao Tianjizi, everyone was stunned at first, and then ecstatic: "This is the real world!"

Zhao Yingying ran directly to the valley, shouting as he ran: "I want to move here to live, I want to raise horses here, I want to gallop on the grassland here!"

Immortals cultivate, hunt and fish, chant scriptures and teach apprentices in their spare time, and plant some crops on three or two acres of farmland when they are busy. Self-sufficient, unlimited.

In the past, due to the limitations of the innate conditions of the island in the middle of the lake, the resources that could be used on the island were too few, and the area was too small, and many things could not be changed, so they could only cultivate with peace of mind.

Now, the Sanqingguan space has changed greatly, not only the space is boundless, the strong aura, the beautiful environment, all of this, isn't it the innate blessed land they yearn for, cultivating the true cave sky?

It's not real, it's real!

"In this way, all living beings will have a place to return, and all monastic beings will have peace... The outside world is difficult to disturb, and the red dust must not be disturbed, this is the real abode of immortals, this is the real cultivation!"

Tianjizi also walked into the Taoist temple, and in the distance, the big eagle and the little eagle were still hovering in the air, as if looking for food. It's dark here, but it doesn't hinder the eyes of the big eagle and the little eagle. These two demon beasts, their eyes like electricity, are like radars, searching on the ground.

Heaven and earth, it's a pity that there are no living beings in this world, but the big eagle and the little eagle are never tired of it.

The fog was hazy and the breeze was gusting.

The Daoists stood in place and watched, and before they went deep into it, there was a yearning in their hearts: "How good it is to have this kind of mustard seed space in our Taoist temple......"