After this meal, he suddenly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, and the various channels in his body were very horizontal and vertical, dense and terrifying.

"Master, what's wrong with the big brother?" the child was puzzled.

"The wine made from the water of Xuanhuang, the vegetables grown by the rain and dew of heaven and earth... This is the treatment of a saint. The old man stroked his beard.

The treatment of a saint actually refers to the treatment that only a saint can enjoy, and there is another meaning in his words.

It is impossible to become a saint and to realize something in this environment.

But Li Pu was able to enter enlightenment when he stood on top of the Seven Paths Sendai, which shows that his qualifications are extraordinary, which has nothing to do with the system.

"Qiankun Realm, but it's the body of Xuanhuang!" the old man muttered: "Back then, that kid from Yueming wanted to practice here, but I kicked him out. ”

It was late at night, and the old and the young were already asleep, only Li Pu was still sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, his heart is like a mirror, his whole body is crystal clear, although the intertwined dao marks in his body are very dense, he can carefully capture every vertical and horizontal crossing.

It was the Origin Dao mark between heaven and earth, not his Yin and Yang Dao.

This is a very terrible realization, if he comes to his senses and does not step into the eighth Sendai, the old man will definitely kick it over.

"Empress, I'm old, that's all I can do. In the middle of the night, the old man woke up leisurely, looked at Li Pu who was sitting cross-legged, lost his mind for a while, and seemed to remember some memories in his mind.

It was a long time.

Genius is exhausted, flowers are blooming, and a person as strong as Yueming is just a drop in the ocean, but he became famous from behind.

Yuehua disappeared into the Ru family, and millions of years later, the war was out of control.

Thinking of this, the old man's heart rippled, and he subconsciously clenched his hands, and his cloudy eyes became even more turbid.

After the Great War, Empress Yuehua came here and she stayed here for three days.

She told the old man that she had opened up a world where the gods and demons were a paradise, and she also told the old man that she was very sad because she had opened the passage but could not close it.

She even said that she saw the future, and that in millions of years, the world she had carved out would wither.

I came for three days, but I cried for three days.

The old man was so comforting and told a lot of truths and reasoning, but she didn't listen to a word.

On the last day, she gave her reason for coming.

"Maybe, I'm going to die soon, I'm not sad, but I can't let go of Kyushu, if one day, someone breaks in here, please help him, he needs Xuanhuang"

"If my predecessors don't want to, then I've never been. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

"Where are you going?" asked the old man.

"I can't stop reincarnation, but I have to stop those demons. She smiled and wept, and her beauty was peerless, but she withered like a broken flower.

No one knows what she went through in her life, what she endured, and how she survived in that lonely world.

Thousands of years later, when the old man began to try to get out of here, he learned about the woman named 'Yuehua'.

In one battle, he angrily wounded Yueming to death, and then returned here and never went out again.

He once said that it was Yueming who trapped him here, but in fact, it was not Yueming who trapped him, but himself.

"The time of the gods is long gone, I shouldn't be like this, I should go out, listen to the sorrow of the earth, see the injustice of the world, I should stop such a great war. ”

"But I didn't," the old man sighed.

The age of the gods.

It was a distant era in the fairy world, and the old man lived for a long time, and no one knew how old he was, because even he couldn't tell.

He only knew that he had single-handedly pushed the gods and Buddhas out of the world.

Before you know it, it's already getting dark.

Li Pu was still practicing, and during the epiphany, the children did not bother him, nor did the old people, and they began to live year after year.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

On this day, Li Pu's sea of knowledge rumbled