Li Shaoyang thought that his sense of belonging was not in the Lan Shan Palace, perhaps this was the reason why he couldn't see the Tao and gather together.

But if Lan Shan Palace is not his Li Shaoyang's belonging, where will it be?

Retracting the Faxiang, Li Shaoyang sat quietly on the dry riverbed for a long time and couldn't understand. At this moment, he even felt that he didn't understand his own heart.

"Is it Lao Li, is .........it a small fishing village, or is it something else?" Li Shaoyang thought a lot, but he shook his head and vetoed it.

"The so-called belonging, the disciples of the Lan Cong Palace have been people of the Lan Cong Palace all their lives, this is their belonging. And what about me? My only relative has died, and my hometown of small fishing village has sunk under Daze, and now it may have been suppressed under the Starfall Divine Mountain. I don't have a ......... belong to," Li Shaoyang muttered to himself, but the old monster on the side looked at Li Shaoyang with relish and didn't know what he was thinking. Perhaps, in a sense, he also has no belonging.

The old monster is an old monster after all, and said slowly to Li Shaoyang: "No, everyone has a belonging, belonging, not just a place, he can be a person, a place, a time period, a wonderful 'feeling' that he doesn't know whether it's true or not." ”

"Even if they have lived in the temple for a long time, some people choose to return to their roots. Even if he is indifferent and ambitious, he is a quiet and far-reaching hermit, but he also has the unforgettable regret in his heart, and this regret has become a sense of belonging. Or the old monk of the empty door, when he passed away, he still couldn't help but linger in the red dust...... These are all feelings of belonging. ”

The old monsters are all listed and mentioned for Li Shaoyang, but this is also the bottom line.

"Belonging........." Li Shaoyang's voice dragged on for a long time, and it couldn't be calmed down in the air for a long time.

In a daze, Li Shaoyang sat between heaven and earth. There are many things that come to mind, there are saints who have fallen, leaving legends, and there are old swordsmen who have fought bloody battles and their opponents have finally disappeared. There is a nine-star line sitting on a Qionghua, but it eventually becomes a puzzle. There are people who stand for eternity, sitting on the years, a body of nine points, and the world turns. There are even people who create a skill, pointing a spear at the sky and destroying the world.........

This is what happened to him Li Shaoyang's life, but it was not what he did after all.

"These are not me!" Li Shaoyang shook his head and stood up. He didn't need to use it on purpose, his exercises actually worked on their own. The three graves behind him are undulating, and the back of the head is full of colors.

"What the soul does, paints the holy land of Cangyun, and gives birth to infinite changes. The void is a volume, the soul is ink, the human heart is inscribed, the thick soil is rubbed, and the sky is overture. ”

Above the riverbed, Li Shaoyang's ten-zhang spirit broke out of his body, and his soul lingered in a hundred zhang of golden light, throwing out a thousand-mile spiritual picture scroll and drawing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

At this moment, Li Shaoyang is the protagonist of heaven and earth, meditation, Li Shaoyang painted an old man on this picture scroll, an old man with white hair and a slightly hunched back, he is Li Huacheng.

"The first ink in my life is my grandfather! The first person in my memory is also my enlightener!"

Then he drew himself with a spirit, a child only three feet tall, who was he as a child. Deliberately, he engraved the word Shaoyang on the right arm of his portrait. After a moment of thought, he erased the two words again, and they became a scar.

"This is me, I was a child at that time, my grandfather once told me about my life experience, that Shaoyang is my origin! Later, my two words to prove my identity were destroyed, and I am me after all. Li Shaoyang nodded with satisfaction, he still knew himself quite well.

Then, under the gaze of the old monster, he used his soul to draw a small fishing village, a painting of the three tombs, a painting of more than and immortality, a painting of the old monster in the form of chaos, a divine dragon with a dragon head and a human body, a black and white double saint, a painting of the Shenwu Chaos Camp, a painting of the dragon Teng, Yang Daoyi, and a painting of the Lan Cong Palace.........

What he saw in this life and everything he experienced in this life were all painted by him.

At this moment, Shizhang's soul is becoming more and more indifferent, this picture scroll is too big, and the consumption is too great, if it weren't for the amazing power of Li Shaoyang's soul, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to paint a single one.

Body, Li Shaoyang frowned slightly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down on his face, and behind him, sweat wet the white clothes and stuck tightly to the skin.

Even if the soul is out of the body, his physical body can still sense consumption, after all, the physical body is the destination of the divine soul, and it is also the source of the power of the divine soul.

At this moment, even the old monster couldn't help but be moved, he just told him some 'sense of belonging', who knew that Li Shaoyang's sense of belonging would be so much, so much that it filled the sky.

"In just five years of life, every moment is so fine, and the eyes are so heavy, at Li Daoyou's age, I am afraid that he has already looked down on everything. At my age, I'm afraid it's hard to remember anything. So, it's good to be young!" The old monster was surprised and full of sighs, who hasn't been young? But after immortality, he will look down on everything.

The old monster looked at the picture scroll in the sky and didn't know what to think.

At this moment, the old monster suddenly discovered that it was dark, or rather that it was dark in Li Shaoyang's painting.

The soul is innocent, and the whole body of the picture scroll reflects the morning glow, but it is just a look back, and this picture scroll is as black as dyed ink.

This black is not only the black of the color, but also the black that directly hits the soul, almost sucking the soul of the human soul into it and devouring it.

"This, could it be that this kid's Dao heart has collapsed and become demonized?" The old monster was frightened, isn't the blackening of the soul demonized? The demonization is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that after the demonization, the road ahead of the three calamities and nine calamities is dangerous.

Therefore, in the cultivation world, demonization is a taboo, once the demonization power will increase geometrically, but it is basically possible to give up the pursuit of a lifetime. Unless there is a person with great perseverance to reunite with the Dao Heart and cooperate with the supreme powerhouse to correct his cultivation, then there will be a chance to recover.

But if Li Shaoyang is really like this, then he really doesn't have time

"What's going on! Although it's dark, but there is no demonic qi surging, isn't it demonization?" Feeling it carefully, the old monster realized that this might not be demonization, but something else, and he even suspected that Li Shaoyang was painting the dark night.

"Hehehehe........."

Just when the old monster didn't know what was going on with Li Shaoyang, Li Shaoyang's ten-zhang spirit in the sky actually laughed wildly, and this laughter was so bleak, and it became more and more gloomy in this dim Sumeru world.

Even Li Shaoyang, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help but tremble, even if his soul was out of his body, his physical body was still inextricably linked with his own soul.

"Impossible, how can he be so desperate when he is so young?"

The old monster is old and refined, and he doesn't need to look at it, just listening to this voice can perceive Li Shaoyang's mental and emotional fluctuations. In his opinion, it is not normal for Li Shaoyang to have such emotions, or it is 'precocious'.

"Hahaha! hahaha...... It's all gone, it's gone, it's all gone, and I'm the only one left...... Searching for it. Li Shaoyang was mentally disordered, he was still laughing one moment, and the next moment he was wet with tears.

He was crying, crying about his own sadness!

At this moment, the picture scroll on the sky dome was swept by an unknown wind, and the color of ink rolled out like a mushroom cloud.

Gradually, the sky and the picture scroll were indistinguishable, and I only saw the spirit of Shizhang crying, and a little teardrop turned into black mist and poured on the picture scroll.

Behind him, Li Huacheng's approachable portrait disintegrated, his own childhood portrait disappeared, and the quaint small fishing village was submerged in the black fog and finally disappeared! One by one, all the events that Li Shaoyang had personally experienced were annihilated in the large picture scroll drawn by his own soul.

At this moment, the heaven and earth of the Sumeru world were even more gloomy, as if they had been infected in some way.

"Your sorrow, I can empathize, but you never know what you mean. I don't know how many miles away, on the edge of a cliff, the fourth person in the glimmer opened his mouth to say such a meaningful sentence, and the next second he actually jumped off the cliff and disappeared on the edge of the Sumeru world.

.....................

"It's ridiculous! He thought he was the only one, wasn't I human?" The old monster looked at the sky in a daze, and he was speechless about what Li Shaoyang was crying about. He could be a 'ghost'.

"Hee-hee-......" Suddenly, the spirit Li Shaoyang actually laughed, the laughter was so weird, it couldn't help but make people chill, and it was unbelievable than the cry.

"You don't see, the water of Daze comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see Gao Tang Mingjing's sad white hair, like green silk turning into snow at dusk............ I was born to be useful!"

In the midst of laughter, Li Shaoyang recited this ancient poem wildly, but even if he was heroic, he couldn't hide the pain in his heart.

But gradually, the picture scroll behind Li Shaoyang became clear, and the original various events disappeared like a purge, leaving only a vacancy to be filled.........

"The years do not leave a trace, the cause and effect do not add to the body, I can do it and be at ease, what is comparable to Lun?"

"Even though I'm the only one left, I still don't suspect anything. You used to be the sky, and now you are still the sky! It is my Li Shaoyang's sky!" Raising his hand, Li Shaoyang used his thin soul sleeves to draw another Li Huacheng, but this Li Huacheng is no longer an old man with gray hair and a slightly hunched back, but a saint who shines all over the sky. He alone occupies nearly one-third of his pen and ink.

Unlike before, this Li Shaoyang is in the sky, looking down at Cangyun.

With another wave of his hand, on the picture scroll, three people walked together, on the left was Shenlong, on the right was the old monster, and in the center was Li Shaoyang!

On the opposite side of these three people, there is a huge demon shadow, he is Meng Han.

Behind the three of them, a pair of invisible hands gave him favors, and this person was the fourth. After that, it's the whole Cangyun!

At the end of a painting, Li Shaoyang's soul was exhausted, and he turned into a ray of ghostly light and flew into the body.

The two fused, and the colorful light behind Li Shaoyang was so prosperous that it almost overshadowed the Xuanhuang Qi in the three tombs.

Li Shaoyang opened his eyes trembling and tired, his eyes were as bright as he could see, and he was thinking about it. The sound of water gradually came to my ears as the dry riverbed grew.

Li Shaoyang's colorful light illuminated the entire picture scroll, and the Lan Sutra turned into runes one after another and rushed into the sky like a god. Add charm to the picture scroll with its own Hongmeng purple gas.

By chance, Li Huacheng's eyes in the picture scroll were opposite Li Shaoyang's eyes, and at this moment, I only heard a bang The picture scroll shattered.

Two streams of purple qi comparable to a giant dragon bombarded the riverbed where Li Shaoyang was in the Sumeru world.

At this moment, on the seventh floor of the Lancong Palace outside, the picture that was originally missing on the purple gate emerged-Li Huacheng, a half-wasted Li Huacheng.

The moment the carving appeared, the entire purple gate shattered directly as if it couldn't withstand the great cause and effect. Yang Dao, who was sitting outside, was blinded by a blow up before he could take a look at the emerging picture. The left eyeball is gone......

The horror is indescribable, even Yang Daoyi is chilling in his heart, this is just a picture of great cause and effect, not an intentional attack. Otherwise, even if Yang Dao is the first god of Nanze, he will die under this blow.

"The handwriting of a saint should not be named, speculated, or coveted, otherwise there will be evil retribution under the great cause and effect. Yang Dao said breathlessly, while his left eye glowed and was recovering. Fortunately, there is no rune Dao rule in this, the power of supreme order, otherwise this eye may be really difficult to recover.

"Under the great cause and effect, the opportunity is always reserved for a specific person, even if I came here three thousand years before Li Shaoyang, even if I am the first in Nanze under the truth, I can't touch the great creation here. It's a pity that the creation makes people, and the eggs are laid under the nest?"

Yang Daoyi's left eye continued to emit the divine light of order, and Yang Daoyi recovered some of his spirit and continued to guard here.

In the world of Sumeru, two purple gases bombarded the riverbed, and between the two waves, the riverbed rose into the air, and the river was folded. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple each occupy a section of the riverbed. It's like an alternative rainbow.

On the rainbow of the river, the road is like water, full of the breath of the strong, and the magic power is a hundred methods, all of which are the best spells. The stars next to the law are all strong codexes, which have been inherited for a long time and have a lot of insights.

Li Shaoyang roughly calculated, and counted more than 100 strong people who left a codex here, one of them was a supreme person, six were true, and the others were all gods.

The heritage of the Lan Cong Palace can be seen!

"Tens of thousands of years of accumulation, with the river as the place where the laws converge, if it is an ordinary Lan Gong disciple, I am afraid that it is only three thousand weak water and only take one scoop. It's just a drop in the ocean. Today, Li Shaoyang is here, I am afraid that he will completely break the seventh layer of this Lan Shan Palace. The old monster naturally knew that this was Li Huacheng's handiwork.

If all this is Li Huacheng's handwriting, then Mu Sibian's creation is not Li Huacheng's foreshadowing 10,000 years ago. may just be waiting for Li Shaoyang's arrival.

This Sumeru world is so similar to the mustard seed space, I'm afraid it's not a coincidence.

"Creation, the creation that Mu Sichang said, the perception of the masters of the Lancong Palace in the past dynasties. It's all mine!" Li Shaoyang looked at these insights and inheritances, and smiled.

Although Li Shaoyang's sage inheritance of the "Three Tombs Sutra" is already the strongest exercise, this exercise is too deep after all, and Li Shaoyang's current cultivation will definitely not be able to exert all his strength. It's better to use these exercises that respect the gods and the like of truth, which can maximize their strength.

It's like handing over a Green Dragon Glaive to a three-year-old child but it's useless, but it's not as good as a dagger.

And Li Shaoyang is in this embarrassing realm of high and low.

"And the flowers are blooming, copying ten thousand ways!" Li Shaoyang looked up to the sky and roared, his mouth spitting out fine light.

Since Li Shaoyang knew that there was a black and white pedicle flower in the sea. Except for a few Tao rules in the petals, most of them are still blank. This means that Li Shaoyang can copy all the beneficial contents of these Taoist codexes. When it is digested in the future, it will be his own way and law.

"I've practiced this black and white flower to the stage of manifestation. The black and white in the sea support the spiritual platform, and the white one shakes the blue sky, imprinting other methods to achieve my way. In the Chaos Dao Fruit, I used white for life and black for death, and achieved myself and the Yuan Chaos Body respectively. Today, I didn't expect to be able to imprint these rules again. This black and white juxtaposition is really my Li Shaoyang's personal method!"

Li Shaoyang couldn't help but sigh that he had many methods, but they were all given by others. Looking at his whole body, only the Chaos Three Transformations and the Black and White Juxtaposition Flower are his own realizations.

Only one's own is the best, and Li Shaoyang has no shortage of such a mentality.

"Hey, old monster, your hundred winds backtrack, can you teach me the return of ten thousand laws. These 100 or so rules are too majestic, and I can't afford to waste too much time here. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be a big problem. ”

Li Shaoyang said this, I don't know if I really cherish time or trick the old monster's Baifeng method.

"The beauty of thinking, I have amnesia now, I have forgotten the specific method, I can only use it myself, I can't teach you!"

"Moreover, this Sumeru world is very peculiar, and the speed of time is different from the outside world, about ........." said the old monster caught up in the calculation.

"A hundred years here, one day outside!" Li Shaoyang blurted out.

"You, how do you know, it's the same as me!" The old monster was shocked, could it be that Li Shaoyang was still a genius in magic?

"Because this is the flow rate of the mustard seed space, about the same, I guessed blindly. Li Shaoyang wanted to hide something, but he missed it.

"You said it yourself, a hundred years is only one day, even if these avenues consume you for a thousand years, it will only be ten days. Although we are urgent, we are not short of ten days or eight days. The old monster giggled twice, although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, Li Shaoyang still felt that he was despised.

"You...... You yin me!" Li Shaoyang's mouth was crooked, and sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy.

"I really can't hand over my Hundred Winds Method to you, but the speed of time is still okay, so it's good to use your black and white tie flowers. In line with the way of the origins. The old monster said.

If Li Shaoyang uses a hundred winds to backtrack, the method of returning to the origin of ten thousand laws and the violent inhalation law, I am afraid that it will only destroy his own foundation. If you don't think about it, if you don't temper it, if you swallow it raw, it's never your own.

If Li Shaoyang wasted ten days and eight days and cultivated here for 1,800 years, I am afraid that he would almost be able to digest these Dao rules.

With Li Shaoyang's qualifications, it is not a big problem to thoroughly understand a Divine Respect Law in a year.

"Benefits, tell me benefits every day, you don't know how boring these things are. But it's still quite useful. For example, this "Jiuyao", based on the "Lan Sutra", expands the seven colors, and can increase the spiritual power by two percent, which lasts for twelve hours. For a cultivator of the Venerable God Realm, two percent was already extremely terrifying. It has implications for me. Another example is ..............."

All kinds of things, Li Shaoyang went against the current to check these precious classics one by one. The Fa, which is regarded as a treasure in the eyes of ordinary people, is only 'something to learn from' in his eyes!