Time flies, the four seasons are reincarnated, with a flick of his fingers, seven years are fleeting, and in the empty and lonely Echo Valley, Yang Huaiping has finished refining the power in Taiyi's dust, and his whole temperament has become much more ethereal than before.

In the past seven years, Yang Huaiping has stood on the shore of the secluded pool of Echo Valley countless times, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, and the withering and prosperity of the surrounding flowers and trees.

Maybe it's because he thinks too much every day, and his long hair with a red shawl is all white.

Yang Huaiping originally thought that after becoming an immortal, his state of mind would be truly free and easy, but he didn't expect that he was still trapped in a small self after all, and he couldn't get out of it.

At this time, Yang Huaiping, as usual, was still standing on the shore of the secluded pool in Echo Valley, he looked at the sparkling water, and muttered to himself: "To become holy, I must find a way to become holy, otherwise I will never be able to get rid of the predicament in front of me!"

Suddenly, Wanyan, who was dressed in red, with a beautiful figure and a smile like a flower, patted Yang Huaiping on the shoulder, and she muttered: "Childe, do you want to preach, you have a goal, although it is not easy to become holy, but I believe you can do it!"

Yang Huaiping glanced at Wanyan beside him with some impatience, and said coldly: "Taoxian, can you not bother me, you are here to affect my cultivation very much!"

Wan Yan frowned slightly, and pouted: "Since the Yin God Meng Huanting didn't agree to accompany you to the lower realm, then why are you still staying here?

"Isn't the dream fairy going to make a move on that Yuan Shi Tianzun, you better go to the lower realm, don't bother me here, I don't have the heart to waste time here with you!" Yang Huaiping said coldly.

Wanyan said with a pitiful expression: "You really hate me so much, do you know that I stayed here for you!"

Yang Huaiping pulled out the Qibao Miao Tree from behind him, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Wan Yan and said: "Taoxian, can you stop messing with me, I'm not your favorite person, you must stop pestering me, I advise you to disappear from front of me quickly, otherwise, I will use the Qibao Miao Tree to brush you out again!"

"Then you brush it, you brush me out, I will come back to you, even if you are an iron tree, I will find a way to make you bloom!" Wan Yan stood in front of Yang Huaiping, closed her eyes, raised her chin, and had no intention of leaving.

Yang Huaiping raised the Qibao Miao Tree in his hand, but he didn't make a move to fly Wanyan out of the brush, and his figure disappeared directly in front of Wanyan's eyes in a flash.

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Unconsciously, Yang Huaiping walked outside the fence courtyard where Meng Huanting was, and he saw Meng Huanting muttering to herself with a yellowed scroll at this time.

"The avenue is three thousand, the different paths are the same, all the laws are one, too forgetful, not ruthless, forgetful is lonely and unmoving, if forgotten. The speaker cares, and forgets a word, and the way of the most secluded and sincere lies in selflessness, selflessness, forgetting the common people, forgetting all the disturbances of the world......"

Hearing Meng Huanting's words, Yang Huaiping couldn't help muttering to himself: "Let go, do I really let go of the red world, maybe I haven't let go, let alone let go, enlightenment and sanctification, that is, in a vast and difficult situation, explore your own way, let the outside world thunder and rain, I have been clear and clear, towering and unmoving, my heart is not galloping, and I am not chasing things!"

Thinking of this, Yang Huaiping suddenly became enlightened as if he had been empowered, he sat cross-legged on the ground, fell silent, and began to practice.

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With the passage of time, the sun set and the moon rose, Yang Huaiping continued to explore, realized, and the luck of heaven and earth began to converge wildly towards him.

After a while, Yang Huaiping's body became purple and bright, and the whole person was sacred and solemn, giving people a feeling like a god, and his body began to fly out of the lingering white threads, which gradually formed a transparent white sword.

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In the human world, in the banana forest at the end of the Sea of Death, Qinggu with a charming face and a bewitching posture, wearing a cyan skirt, looked up at the thirty-seven heavens that emitted a huge purple halo, and she said with a happy face: "Great, it seems that that kid is preaching the Tao in the thirty-seven heavens, if he succeeds in preaching, the day of conquering the Heavenly Dao will be just around the corner!"

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Towering and magnificent, charming and beautiful, the sea of clouds is churning, it is on the edge of the bluestone pool under Kunlun, the body is thin, wearing a gray robe, and the Tongtian Sect Master with an ice crystal mask looks up at the huge purple clouds that are constantly gathering in the thirty-seven heavens, he smiled indifferently and said: "Not bad, that kid really lives up to my hard work, if he succeeds in preaching, then the day of the fall of heaven can be said to be close at hand!"

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The western part of Kunlun Mountain is full of strange mountains and beautiful waters, fertile fields for thousands of miles, and Li Guangzhiye, where crops grow everywhere, has a beautiful face, long black hair, and a human head and snake body, Nuwa, who looked up at the thirty-seven heavens with purple light and a huge purple cloud, and she muttered to herself: "I really didn't expect that the kid that the Tongtian Sect Master brought to my Li Guangzhiye would become holy so quickly, it seems that my demon clan should also prepare for the chaos of the Three Realms!"

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In the Great Luo Tianzhong, the top layer of the Thirty-six Heavens, which was full of chaotic qi, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was dressed in white clothes and had white hair, looked at the scene above the Heavenly Palace, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "I really didn't expect that kid to be able to preach in the Thirty-Seven Heavens, it seems that he is a variable in the chaos of the Three Realms!"

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The auspicious clouds are rising, the colorful mist is swirling, and the Sanskrit sound is curling in the western soil resort, and the Taoist leader looked at the scene of the purple clouds accumulating above the thirty-seven heavens with a surprised expression, he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the person who went to the thirty-seven heavens to invite the Yin God Meng Huanting actually became sanctified, and this time the qi of the heavenly court is exhausted!"

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The lonely peak protrudes, on the round and delicate Fangcun Mountain, in the courtyard of the Leaning Moon Cave, wearing a white Liuyun Dao robe, a high crown and long hair, holding a dust, and a clear face, the Zhun Ti Old Ancestor Daoist looked at the huge purple clouds gathered in the thirty-seven heavens, he stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and muttered: "It turned out that kid was the Taoist in the Thirty-Seven Heavens, I hope that after he becomes holy, he can stick to his original heart and not be a disaster for the common people!"

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In the human world, the old man who returned to the Ziyun Temple on the top of Jianfeng Mountain, holding a wine jug, with a handful of goatee and very bright eyes, looked at the Thirty-Seven Heavens, and muttered to himself: "The teacher knows that you have a good heart, this person will let you do it, the teacher is also tired, it's time to live a few days of leisure!"

In addition, Hongjun Ancestor, Mixed Kun Patriarch, Lu Zhudao people, Yang Mei Daxian, Haotian God, Jing Liuli and others all saw this scene.

Above the firmament, a sky-devouring beast with blazing eyes stared at the scene of the thirty-seven heavens for a moment.