Arago sealed his divine power and sharpened his body with a mortal body.

He made a wooden cart out of wood, pulled his uncle, and started walking for billions of years.

At the turn of autumn and winter, even the great world that is undergoing great changes at this time is a bitterly cold wind.

Walking on the street, the ground is full of fallen leaves, bare treetops, and clusters of high-rise buildings made of special materials, and the cold atmosphere fills the air.

In this era, there were no wide avenues, only walking paths for mortals and ordinary beings to walk.

I saw that there were countless floating artifacts in the air, constantly shuttling between buildings, which were people's travel artifacts.

In the cold ancient capital city, that little bit of greenery is hidden, so that the troubled creatures have nowhere to find it.

The cold wind and the cold earth made his extremely tall body numb and his gait staggered, and his nose was sore, his mouth purple, and his face blue.

But he still pulled the wooden cart carrying his uncle, and walked away step by step, he didn't want his uncle to stay alone in this big world.

"Does he have to be so cruel to himself! Can he survive dragging his uncle on foot for billions of years in a mortal body? After all, he is the beloved man of our precious daughter! For so many years, he has been like our own son, which makes people feel distressed!" Hongyan's mother wept sadly.

She whimpered, "Our daughter is gone, and even our daughter's beloved boy is leaving!"

The man looked at his daughter and her mother was sad and crying, and he was also inexplicably sad.

Although he is the descendant of that Taoist system, he can't help this kind of thing.

"He wants to take that supreme road, sharpen in the red world, and cultivate both the body and the law. His decision, I'm afraid our daughter can't change it either, this kind of heart can be worthy of that terrifying title!"

The son of that former partner, it's not easy.

Billions of years! Billions of springs, summers, autumns and winters! What a long time!

If he does return in the future, how many people will know him, and how many creatures who have known him will be alive to meet him?

The ridiculous uncle looked at this stubborn nephew, and he really didn't have a problem with him!

Although this wooden cart is a wooden cart, it is made of rosewood and rosewood, and even though it looks like an ordinary carriage, it is blessed with countless unpredictable magic circles on it.

His uncle couldn't get out, and it was a small world, with spring all year round, and there was not much land and a courtyard inside.

In this way, his uncle can still grow some vegetables and grains.

His uncle can see him, his uncle's cooking can appear in front of him, but he can't see his uncle, and he will only go in and have a meal with his uncle for thousands of years, but his uncle feels that he lives with this nephew every day.

The world is long, the avenue is vast, the universe is desolate, and the heaven and earth are yellow.

You can not read thousands of books, but you must travel thousands of miles, there is no shortcut on the road to becoming stronger, and there is no diameter, those peak existences who are not crawling in the mortal world, and the harvest of the farmer uncle in a year is inseparable from the forward burden. A huge business empire is inseparable from the unswerving commitment of its founders.

With every step he takes, he feels the different geographical environments in the world, the meaning of the existence of all things, the conditions of existence, and how matter changes, the cold wind blows, the fallen leaves that break away from the branches are scattered with the wind, its life, its death, its good time, when it withers, when it decays, when it is decomposed into organic matter......

One day, on the top of the snow-capped mountain of Changbai Mountain at the northern foothills, a hunter saw a young man in sackcloth sitting cross-legged in front of a strangely shaped wooden cart, facing the morning sun without any temperature, white clouds exhaled in his mouth and nose, and after he was settled, he suddenly got up, and a set of ant boxing techniques were vividly displayed by him.

I saw him step out with his left foot, and suddenly the snowflakes flew, and the boxing techniques continued to change, and he was a mortal body, his blood was like a dragon, and the powerful O-type blood burst out to seep people's breath.

He stripped off his shirt and bare his back, only to see that his flesh exuded a strange light, and the extreme strength of the Tianjiao ant clan in the Great Wilderness Sutra manifested the void, only to see that the desolate pole was like a big ant constantly moving there, constantly changing his punches, and I saw that his body surface was constantly oozing blood scabs, which were the necrotic cell tissues in his body that were constantly worn out.

When the hunter saw him, he came to him and tried to escape the cold, but to his horror, no matter how he walked, he couldn't get close to the man.

I saw that after the man pulled the wooden cart away, the wooden wheel mark on the snow gradually disappeared, but there was a grass house in the position of the wooden cart just now, he pushed the door in, and saw a cup of hot tea steaming inside, and it was just right to drink at this time.

The strange thing is that it is not cold at all in this grass house, and when it is warmer, he gets up and walks out of the house, thinking that it will be much more convenient to have a grass house here for hunting in the future, but what makes him frightened is that when he looks back, there are only vast snow-capped mountains......

I saw that Araki pulled the wooden cart to the Tianchi, he ate the food cooked by his uncle who manifested himself, and he plunged into the Tianchi at once, the cold and biting Tianchi water, which froze him into the water and convulsed, of course, he would not let his uncle see it, and he didn't want him to worry.

He stayed in this biting cold water for 10,000 years, and when he woke up one day, the world here had become a sea, and the surface of his body was covered with seaweed.

After a brief tidying up, he pulled the wooden cart and walked on the sea step by step, only to see that on the distant sea, a large volcano was erupting.

And in this era, all living beings in the world who can cultivate are not afraid of volcanic eruptions, even mortals and ordinary beings are protected by various divine kingdoms on the earth.

He pulled the wooden cart to the crater, only to see that the high temperature of one or two thousand degrees Celsius destroyed ordinary creatures, and he sealed the crater with the endless mystical yin and yang gossip array to prevent it from endangering those ordinary creatures.

I saw him pull the wooden cart step by step into the crater, he jumped directly into the magma, only to see that the fire poison in the magma was constantly entering his body along his hundreds of millions of pores, burning his body and soul, and eliminating impurities harmful to his physique.

The scorched fumes that come out of it are not the fumes of an alternative kind of barbecue? It does not carry any flavor of spices, let alone the fresh smell of cumin, and some only have a foul smell.

When he came out of the magma, its flesh was tattered, just like the fire-roasted pork of the ethnic minorities in Dali in southern Xinjiang on the land of Middle-earth, black, and the skin was open by the magma.

As long as you want to eat, just cut a piece down, cut it into shredded meat, cook a bowl of rice noodles, get some special chili oil in the south of the Chinese land, sprinkle some sesame seeds, put some coriander and chives, it is simply a delicacy in the world.

Although his body was scorched, his hair was burned out, his scalp was burned, and all he could see on his face was his eyeballs and a few charred teeth, and his tongue must have been burned out.

His fingers and toes were also burned, and his flesh was burned to pieces, and his body was incomplete anyway, but don't be afraid, how could he, who has an extremely powerful universal blood type (type O blood), be burned to death?

He is called being reborn in the fire, and he is also alive in extinction, resurrected in ashes, and reborn in silence.

His mighty blood sparkled, repairing his broken flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, his physical body was restored to its original state, and the only thing that changed was that he became more physically stronger than before.

Whether it is his senses of God, smell, hearing, or sight, they have become thousands of times more powerful.

For example, he could see thousands of kilometers away, Lake Maracaibo, where lightning occurs 260 days a year, and the place where lightning occurs most frequently in the world is here, and there is a village on the side of this lake, called the village of Kongu Miraldo. This village is known as the most dangerous place in the world.

In order to come here, he pulled a wooden cart and walked on foot, he walked through the mountains, walked through the plains, walked through the deep valleys, and stepped across the ocean......

When I came here, it had taken hundreds of millions of years, and you can imagine how terrifying it was for the earth's great world to change and expand indefinitely.

The ancient village, not far away, the terrifying lightning is extremely dazzling, making the soul light swaying, the thick and boundless lightning of different colors like a river, is the catastrophe of all living beings, but also the opportunity of all living things, those who cross the past are born, and more powerful, those who can't cross the past will be turned into ashes and ashes.

Araji pulled the wooden cart here, he was very quiet, he sensed a unique aura, obviously there is a supreme man here, a member of the Indian Arava tribe?

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know who you are, where are you from, what are you doing?" Obviously, that strong man felt his strength, and instantly released his divine power to protect the party.

"This fellow Daoist, I am a practitioner who cultivates on foot, yearns for this place, and wants to use your land to temper your body" Araji did not say that he was the imperial emperor, because the world thought he was dead.

"Fellow Daoist, all living beings in heaven and earth are one family, the ancestral earth is our common home, we are all the descendants of the ancestral earth, and resources can be shared, this is the education and concept of that existence, which is worthy of being followed by all creatures on our ancestral earth. But the lightning sea is too terrifying, all the creatures who step into it and yearn for immortality and detachment are all turned into ashes, I have never set foot in it, that kind of terrifying fluctuations are terrifying, and I hope that Taoist friends will think twice. "Venerable Bomi poured out his persuasion.

He felt that the terrifying fluctuations in the human body on the other side were too terrifying, but he didn't feel even the slightest hint of hostility, but felt that he was very benevolent, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

I saw that the lightning that made people's scalps tingle all converged, and constantly shocked the desolate body, knocking his body, head, and even limbs into a sieve, and hundreds of millions of years had passed. The cultivation of the desolate pole has become even more unfathomable.

Huang Ji was about to resign, and Bo Mi took the Pu'er tea that he had treasured for tens of thousands of years and purchased from the East, which had the effect of maintaining health and rejuvenating the face, so that people could cultivate their self-cultivation.

"Daoist friend farewell, I don't know what year he will drink tea every day!"

Araji looked at the infinite lightning and replied with a smile: "There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor. ”

The thousands of lightning bolts could no longer destroy him.

He thought to himself, "Where are we going next?"