There was half a big orange floating on the surface of the river, and Xiao Chengzi sat in the orange and drifted with the current.

When the wind is calm, the big oranges float very slowly, and sometimes they spin in place.

When the wind blows or encounters a strong current, the big orange is pushed down by the wind and waves, and the speed is fast enough to fly.

Xiao Chengzi sat firmly in the big orange, no matter how big the wind and waves were, the big orange was still clean, even a drop of water never fell, she gathered her consciousness, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the water, and felt the movement of the water from the sound of the water, sometimes gentle, sometimes turbulent, the water is rigid, the water is soft...... Listening and listening, I gradually became fascinated, and my consciousness did not know when to go away, entering a state of mystery and mystery.

It's the first time that Sumiko has felt this way.

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Guiyuan World, Nanzhou Region, Immortal Cultivation Alliance.

Qinglian Zhenren's gaze moved from Wuyang Daozun to Mo Wuchang.

Both of them were expressionless, but there was no softness in their eyes, and they were by no means as easy to talk as they seemed. But also, one is a big man in the Zhongning Domain, and the other is the leader of the Nanzhou Domain Immortal Cultivation Alliance who has been in power for many years, how can it be simple?

He put down his teacup, "The return of the Extreme South Land is a powerful impact on the entire Guiyuan Great World, and I don't know how many sect families will lose their glory and decline day by day!

Mo Wuchang leaned back in the chair, the solemnity on his face disappeared at some point, replaced by a touch of leisurely and calm, he raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "You took the initiative to come to us, you have investigated everything you should know, so you don't need to talk!"

Qinglian Zhenren didn't deny it, he looked directly into Mo Wuchang's eyes, "Are you so sure that we have the same purpose?"

Mo Wuchang's tone was a little more cold and hard: "No matter how strong the strength of the extreme south is, can you still dare to dominate the Guiyuan world?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the temple suddenly froze.

Qinglian Zhenren looked at him silently.

He could guess how much they meant.

But more than that, he was uncertain, and he couldn't trust their determination. After all, it is the way of heaven, and these monks in the outside world who have been brainwashed since they were children, after cultivating to the gods, question the way of heaven and then ask questions, and no one dares to believe it!

The higher the cultivation, the deeper the poisoning, how could it be possible to suddenly wake up?

"Fellow Daoists, don't test us, the division of the Southern Continent is our sincerity. Wuyang Daozun smiled and refilled a cup of tea for the two of them, easing the atmosphere, "It's just...... There are too few people in our alliance, and it will take generations to turn the situation around!"

As he spoke, he paused in his tone, "When the Extreme South Land returns, the situation will be different! The monks of the Extreme South Land have no trust in the Heavenly Dao, with your participation and your strength, it will not be so difficult to prove that what we said is right!"

Qinglian Zhenren looked at Mo Wuchang fixedly, "How much do you know?"

Although Mo Wuchang and Wuyang Daozun are both cultivators of Void Cultivation, Qinglian Zhenren attaches more importance to Mo Wuchang, the first Mahayana monk after ancient times, it is not easy to successfully cross the tribulation with the strength of an outside monk, and more importantly, he can seize the opportunity!

When they were still shocked that the Qi Luck of the Guiyuan Great World had risen to the Great Perfection of God Transformation, Mo Wuchang had already stepped into the Refining Void Realm, which was enough to show that Mo Wuchang had important news about the world's Qi Luck, and he had a chance to be ahead of everyone!

Mo Wuchang said with a serious expression: "About the Heavenly Dao, we don't know as much as you!"

Wuyang Dao Zun replied peacefully: "If we can know some truths, we naturally have our channels! If Daoist friends can show enough sincerity, we are very willing to share the news with Daoist friends! Because our goal is the same, we hope to work together!"

Qinglian Zhenren's eyelids drooped, and he pondered for a moment before he spoke.

"As long as you're sure you won't turn back, I can talk to you!"

Wuyang Dao slapped the table respectfully, and said coldly: "The deity doesn't even want the position of the head of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, he doesn't hesitate to split the Nanzhou Domain, and even erases more than a dozen first-class sect families at one time, causing the prestige of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance to plummet, and the Nanzhou Domain has not yet recovered its vitality, isn't this enough?"

As he spoke, the wooden table had turned to powder and dispersed into the air.

Although many years have passed, Wuyang Daozun is still haunted by the events of that year, and watching the Nanzhou region decline day by day, he feels more uncomfortable than anyone else.

If it weren't for the Nanzhou Region, he wouldn't have let Heavenly Dao take advantage of it back then, and he wouldn't have been so unfair to Xiao Chengzi repeatedly. As a result, it was he who split the Nanzhou Domain with his own hands and ruined his reputation for a lifetime, and so far the people of the Nanzhou Domain have not had half a good word when they mention him!

Although it still bears the name of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, there are only three sect families left who can be sent by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.

Those sect families who have lost their Avatar Cultivators and have been reduced from first-class to second-rate sects, which one doesn't hate him to the core?

Doing things that are beneficial to the people of the world, but being resented by the people of the world, how can there be no resentment in the heart of Wuyang Daozun?

The table disappeared, the teacup fell suddenly, the tea spilled all over the ground, splashing onto the corner of Wuyang Daozun's robe, but he didn't realize it, his deep and sharp eyes were a little cold, staring at Qinglian Zhenren.

When Qinglian Zhenren heard this, he also felt a little touched in his heart.

There is no news from the outside world about the Far South, but the Far South is well aware of the major events that are happening outside, and the two major events of the split of the Nanzhou Domain and the Asking Family Spiritual Vein have long been spread among the Divine Transformation Monks in the Far South, otherwise, he would not have come to the outside world and come to them.

"You haven't done anything wrong! It's their ghosts who are obsessed with their minds and reap the consequences! It's also strange that the Heavenly Dao is multi-ended, and they are not worthy of being a Heavenly Dao!" Mo Wuchang's face was not very good-looking, his eyes were calm and waveless, but sometimes, calm and waveless was more terrifying than the turbulent Dao.

Wuyang Daozun shook his head gently, "You won't understand!"

It was his life's work, his dream.

He has done it, and he has destroyed it with his own hands.

No one can understand his heartache.

Even if there is no impermanence, I don't understand.

Qinglian Zhenren said: "Then I'll tell you what I know!"

Mo Wuchang turned his head to look at him, "Fellow Daoist, please speak, the two of us will listen to you!"

Qinglian is really humane: "The ancestor has a saying, whether the luck of the Guiyuan world can be restored to the past, it depends on how good our generations really are! The land of the extreme south is slowly disappearing, and the day of the ancestor's awakening is imminent, if our generations are not angry, the ancestor will definitely leave this realm, and there will be no second land of the extreme south!" Speaking of this, his expression became more and more solemn, and he added: "In addition to the ancestor, there will be other strong people in this world!"

Mo Wuchang and Wuyang Daozun glanced at each other, and they all saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.

The two of them hurriedly asked, "There is more than one ancient god in this world?"

"If there are other ancient gods, I don't know whether they are friends or enemies, but it's better to be friends. If they are enemies, they will use the strength of the entire Guiyuan World, and they will not be the opponents of the ancient gods and gods! Why did the ancient gods and spirits be born in this world? What is it about this world that attracts them?"

Qinglian Zhenren shook his head, "This...... I don't know!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Wuchang's mind, and a possibility suddenly came to mind.

The ancient gods and spirits of the Far South Land State were not sent by the Heavenly Dao.

Could it be that other gods were sent by the Heavenly Dao to stop them?

"Could it be to obstruct us? Heh! Heaven must look up to us too much!"

"The ancestor didn't elaborate, he only said, if our generations don't work hard, the Guiyuan Great World will have no future, and it will continue to decline until it is destroyed by the Heavenly Dao!

Wuyang Daozun finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, his breathing was a little heavier, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he asked in an urgent tone: "Then did your ancestor say that why did the Heavenly Dao destroy the Guiyuan World, and why did it destroy the Guiyuan World 70,000 years ago?"

Qinglian Zhenren glanced at them, "Because of the transposition of the Heavenly Dao!"

Mo Wuchang and Wuyang Daozun's eyes widened in shock, and they subconsciously got up.

Almost at the same time, he spoke, "What did you say?

How can it be?

How could the Heavenly Dao be translocated?

Who can pull the Heavenly Dao off the horse?

Qinglian is truly humane: "Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth!"

But how can Mo Wuchang and Wuyang Daozun believe it?

Even the Heavenly Dao is fake, what else is real?

Mo Wuchang shook his head, "Hehe, I don't believe it!"

Wuyang Daozun also said: "I can't believe it! Heavenly Dao, how can it be fake? If the Heavenly Dao is fake, then where did the True Heavenly Dao go? Does the True Heavenly Dao watch the false Heavenly Dao harm one side? Regardless of the life or death of all the living beings in the Guiyuan World?"

Qinglian Zhenren shook his head helplessly, "I don't know much about the specific situation, when I left, I had the honor to enter the portrait left by the ancestor, and the divine thoughts of the ancestor in the portrait, whether the true heavenly dao can return to its place depends on whether the luck of the Guiyuan world can be restored!"

At the mention of world luck, the hearts of the two began to waver.

If it is said that the hope of the return of the Heavenly Dao is tied to the luck of the Guiyuan Temple realm.

Then, it is incomprehensible that the False Heavenly Dao wants to destroy the Guiyuan World.

Mo Wuchang asked, "Where did the false Heavenly Dao come from?

Wuyang Daozun couldn't help but sneer: "If it can really be replaced, why wait until today?"

The three of them couldn't help but fall silent.

Even Heavenly Dao can be ousted from power.

Then what can these human beings do to help the Heavenly Dao return to its place?

There was silence for a long time, and it was Qinglian Zhenren who spoke first.

"That's all I know! What about you? Where did you get the news of the rise of the world's luck when you were able to grasp the opportunity? And you crossed the tribulation, it's not that I underestimate the monks from the outside world, with the strength of the monks from the outside world, if you want to survive the refining tribulation safely, the hope is very slim!"

Mo Wuchang said: "The news of the rise of the world's luck comes from the spirit of the world!"

Hearing the last four words, Qinglian Zhenren's pupils suddenly shrank, "Spirit of the World?"