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Zuo Ye opened his eyes and found that he was still on the small island, the fog was misty, and the scenery was still the same.

"Yes...... Dreams? ”

This dream is too real, and the body is tribulated, and it goes against the way of heaven. The heavens cursed, the gods and demons abandoned together, and the sleeping Taihuang god body erupted with blazing and vast divine power, breaking through the shackles of the Great Dao, hating the sky and demons, and finally being punished by the heavenly punishment and the thunder. At the moment of achieving the Dao Demon, I woke up blankly in the left night of the Mirror Lake in the Heart Sea, thousands of stars were circulating overhead, and sometimes there were meteors that were fleeting, and the blue Mirror Lake under my feet was at the bottom of the car. When Zuo Ye was at a loss, a fresh breeze blew from afar.

Left Night's long hair was flying, and he was already a young man when he looked back. A little stunned, he turned his palms, this body made him unfamiliar, but he was inexplicably frightened. Suddenly, Zuo Ye lowered his head and saw his face clearly through the mirror lake.

The smooth mirror heart lake made waves, Zuo Ye's eyes stared at the reflection in the lake in surprise, and the figures inside also stared at him, and the atmosphere in the heart lake became colder.

"You are me" The miserable white skeleton flashed scarlet eyes, and the black-haired desolate demon expressed the doubts in Zuo Ye's heart, and the voice was strange, like a portrayal of his heart.

"The desolate god body, the heavens are forbidden. In every possible way, the nine deaths are embarrassing to break through a heavy prison, just because the reverse path is unforgivable, not tolerated by the way of heaven, and the punishment of destroying the world is thought to be erased, I have a lot of face. ”

The muttering of the heart and the place of the thought eventually reverberated in the heart.

"Cultivation is against the sky, not against the way of heaven, where you get the way, where you become an immortal. I just want to see if there are immortals at the end of the road, not to kill the people, not to rebel against the world, to suffer from life and death, not because the Taoist heart is not strong, just because of jealousy. Well, since heaven and earth are unkind, I should go against this heaven and mess up this way. "The heart lake of the left night is turbulent again, the mood is surging, the angry waves are shocking, and the stars of Vientiane are shattered. The black hair was Ling Ran, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his pupils and the golden flames were boiling.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things should be used as dogs. When you enter the realm of death and silence in your heart, I will come out and disturb the way of heaven and rebel against the heavens. ”

Under the surface of the lake, the desolate demons slashed the sky, the black hair was wild, and the reflection in the lake was also the soaring starry eyes left night.

It seems to be like a dream mirror lake and moon, and the lake and lake shadows in the center of the lake do not know.

"Yes...... Dreams? ”

At this time, the needles in the wind, fire, forest, and mountain realm could be heard, and many monks who thought that the end of the calamity was coming, and their dead souls were destroyed, opened their eyes. In the fog, I thought that there was really a netherworld reincarnation in the world, and I couldn't help but sigh that I had cultivated immortals and died young. It's just that this emotion turns into the most intense crying after a stick of incense, or exclamation and cheering, or excitement, or loss, or tears of joy. There are big ups and downs, and I am at a loss. I don't know if everyone had the most real dream, and now they wake up; Or are they dead, this is just their last obsession in the end, a flashy dream.

True and false, false and true, inaction is everywhere and there is nothing. The way of truth and emptiness moves with the heart, what is truth? What is Void? The mind is set to be true, even if it is false, it should be true, the heart is set to be false, even if it is true, it should be false, and the truth can be reversed in one of the thoughts. It's just that there are very few people who can manipulate the true and virtual changes in the world, and there are very few of the heavens through the ages.

When Zuo Ye fainted and left his soul by the catastrophe of heavenly jealousy, his soul entered the dark mind and was tortured by the demons, all of which should have been false. However, the desolate demon was born, broke free from the shackles of the torrent of fate, and affected the entire small world with his true and virtual will, turning the virtual into reality, leading to the punishment of heaven and the destruction of the world, causing a sensation in the heavens and destroying a world.

After the Desolate Demon retreated, the small world that should have collapsed was affected by the Desolate Demon's True Void Will and only survived a false alarm. But whether the Heavenly Punishment of Destroying the World and the Thunder Tribulation have really come, whether the Wind and Fire Forest and Mountain Realms have really been destroyed, whether the heavens and all the worlds really have the catastrophe of the end times, the real and the illusory are in the midst of disillusionment, like waking up from a dream, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Left Night put his hand on his eyes, and his hair was stunned. After incarnating as a desolate demon, he witnessed everything happening but could not stop it. After the Heavenly Punishment Destroying the World Thunder Tribulation Punishment Thunder City came, the soul of Zuo Ye was incorporated into the Heavenly Emperor's Phase, and the soul of the soul was saved from being destroyed by the Thunder Tribulation.

"I didn't want to be destroyed by the sky, so I had to go against the sky."

From the moment the desolate demon was born, Zuo Ye was destined to have no choice.

A petal fluttered and fell, just in the middle of the finger. Zuo Ye woke up from a daze, but his eyes were full of clouds and snow, and the falling flowers were colorful. Standing cross-legged, Zuo Ye turned to look behind him. Now it is no longer suitable to say that it is deadwood, the old bark is peeling off, new shoots are drawn, and the branches and trunks are full of clusters of pink and white ice crystal broken jade-like petals, fluttering and sprinkling, fluttering like snow.

I vaguely remember that after the beginning of Heavenly Punishment Thunder City, the dead wood once emitted a chaotic light to restrain the desolate demons. Perhaps it was at that time that the will of the desolate demons stimulated and awakened the will of the dead wood, so that it could live another life in the spring of the dead wood.

Zuo Ye didn't know the reason, but subconsciously came to this conclusion. The Heavenly Emperors and Desolate Demons were born one after another, which was of great benefit to his physical body and soul primordial gods, especially stimulated the great heavenly gods to open their pupils and open their comprehension gods.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the division of cultivators' comprehension is based on the number of stars, one star is blunt, nine stars are demons, and the other ten stars are consummation. In addition to this division of stars, there is also a more transcendent realm of understanding, that is, the Dao God.

However, similar to the Divine Spirit, to truly control the Dao God, the Soul Yuan Shen and the Sea of Consciousness must be strong enough to carry the power of the Dao God. At least not like that now.

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek. Hongmeng pupils, innate knowledge of the sea, heavenly emperors, gods and demons, it is not accidental to have these unique opportunities, is it fate, or fate? Zuo Ye was still awake, and he knew that if he wanted to figure everything out, he had to come to the end of this road. His Dao heart is strong, at least after the illusory heavenly punishment and thunder punishment, the Dao heart reshaped by the way of rebellion is like the great road divine gold, just the years continue to polish and carve, sediment and quench, and the day when the Dao heart is formed is the time when he sweeps the heavens and all worlds, and overthrows the nine heavens and ten earths.

patting the reborn dead wood, Zuo Ye smiled and said: "This life is not easy to get, you are an innate divine object, and the laws of heaven are also excluded from you." Once you got acquainted, you took your Zhu Guo, and left nine ancient secret texts as a reward. As he spoke, Zuo Ye's mind swayed, and his fingertips used his spirit to pull the Dao pattern of heaven and earth to write nine obscure and complicated talismans from top to bottom at the root of the tree.

The primeval times are the continuation of the Great Wilderness and the complete end of the Age of Mythology. The Ancient Secret Script is a 'text' similar to the Heavenly Dao Pattern created by the Chaos Power in the Mythological Era. This kind of writing only circulated before the Great Wilderness, and at that time this kind of secret text was only in the hands of those chaos powers. It is believed to be a form of power born from the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and it can induce the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to resonate, and it has supernatural powers, just like a talisman formation. In fact, the Fu Dao and the Array Dao are all copied from the Dao pattern of heaven and earth, the view of heaven and earth, the enlightenment of the Dao pattern, and the spell casting, nothing more. It's just that the ancient secret texts are more concise, and they are closer to the origin of the Dao.

Each ancient text has a mysterious power, which can communicate the heavens and the earth, and the magic is infinite. Today's primeval secret texts are all handed down by cultivators from ancient ruins, and because they are obscure and complicated, they are too labor-intensive, and they really outweigh the losses compared to other cultivation paths. Therefore, in the current cultivation realm, only those who can resonate with the ancient secret texts innate or have strong soul power can go back to comprehend and cultivate. And this is also the origin of the Divine Soul Dao in the Three Paths of Cultivating Immortals.

Perhaps because of the innate knowledge of the sea, Zuo Ye can resonate with the ancient secret text. But being able to resonate only means that you have the qualifications to study the secret text, and each secret text represents the evolution of a kind of Tao, which is more obscure and complicated than the understanding of the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth. At least comprehend heaven and earth, you watch the mountains and mountains, watch the rain and understand the rain, but throw you a secret text, you know what it is, and you have to pour your heart and soul into figuring out the rhyme. Therefore, out of ten cultivators who can practice the Ancient Secret Script, most likely eight will give up halfway through, switch to other paths, or die directly after exhausting their efforts.

Zuo Ye was lucky, at least he also regarded the cultivation of the secret text as a kind of tempering. Before the innate sea of consciousness was awakened, he stimulated the sea of consciousness like terrazzo with the method of understanding the secret text and Tao rhyme.

The nine secret texts he left behind for the dead wood contained the three Taoist meanings of deep-rooted, the source of all qi, and the undefeated vitality, and with his current mental cultivation, leaving these nine secret texts was already the limit, and he almost fell to the ground. The blessed dead wood couldn't help but stand up a little again, the crown shook like a sea of clouds disillusioned, and the petals fluttered like snow. There are also three small ice crystal flowers floating down with the falling snow petals, which seem to be carved from 10,000 years of ice and snow.

'Bang' heard a crisp sound, from the trunk of the dead wood neatly cut off a branch, four feet long, the thickness of the baby's arm, the old skin of the branch is black, the broken tree rings are staggered, mysterious as the road.

"A gift for me?" Left Night holds three small flowers in his palm, playing with the branches. He could feel the years of enlightenment that this truncated wood carried dead wood. The dead wood has a spirit, and the swaying shadows of the trees are a response. Fluttering petals surrounded the left night, and a void power surged out from beneath the roots of the tree.

Feeling the desolate aura coming from the Void Wormhole, the Taihuang Divine Body that had just been formed in the left night was clearly sensitive. "Where does the wormhole lead?" Deadwood couldn't answer, but the recurling stream of petals lifted Left Night into the wormhole.

This nameless dead tree can be regarded as a chaotic wonder, born in chaos, formed before heaven and earth, through countless epochs, and giving birth to the root of all spirits. Although he did not turn into a demon or incarnate into a demon, the predecessor of the heavens and all worlds was under the domination of those chaotic powers that lasted for hundreds of millions of years. Until after eternity, all races fell apart, the gods, demons, and immortals of the mythological era were shattered, or the body died, and the true spirit was annihilated under the torrent of fate, or escaped from the other world, and disappeared in the infinite universe.

The Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds were abandoned by the power of chaos, which also became a great mystery to the Heavens.

Zuo Ye didn't have the heart to think about any mystery now, he was protected by the rain and fell into the wormhole, who knew that the wormhole was not the end, but teleported him to a wasteland. This barren land floats in the depths of the universe, and the void turbulence and the infinite wind seal it without leakage. If he hadn't been teleported here directly, it would have been difficult to find out if he really had the ability to cross the void.

The chaos is turbulent, the flood is vast, Zuo Ye seems to dream back to the mythical wilderness, and the barren and silent desolation of the sea of desolation in his body is restless again, but Zuo Ye can only suppress it hard, who expected this restlessness to become more and more intense. The limbs vibrated and trembled, and the blood veins boiled and thundered, like a divine chain pulling.

The fog and waves are rushing, the waves are born and the clouds are extinguished, and a corner of the true body is revealed in the depths of chaos.

Hundred-zhang skeleton giant body, across the chaotic sea of clouds, white jade root bones, golden bone marrow, the body is blazing like an immortal flame, the clouds and mist are its master, the divine power is like a prison, not controlled by the rules of heaven and earth, the breath is like the sea, and it is better than the beast of different species in the wilderness. It was born in chaos, it is the master of the Cloud and Mist Avenue, it is the peerless divine beast of the mythological era, the overlord of the beast race, it is ......

"Beetle snake!"

Left Night covered the eyes of the desolate eyes surging with desolate power, his expression was extremely painful, staring at the bones of the towering beetle snake, and roared.

"There Are Immortals"