Who are our enemies? Who are our friends? This question is the primary question of spiritual practice.

The butt decides the head, Luo Feng's natural Heavenly Court and Star God camp. Friends and foes are also natural.

Shouting in the heavenly court, you can call tens of millions of gods and immortals, three or five fairy friends, call a brother in the starry sky, and countless star gods come to help.

Under an order, countless stars shine, and the starlight of creation is sprinkled, which can shape a cave heaven blessed land, a holy land for cultivating immortals, and similarly Luo Feng can also make Zhou Tian Xingchen deviate from his position slightly, so that the power of starlight does not shine on a certain mountain range or a certain sect.

This is the camp, if it falls into the land of the East China Sea, Luo Feng, who has a little strength and connections, is destined to die and be killed by Wanlong, even if it is investigated by the heavenly court in the future, it is just a fluttering wild dragon, Jiao Demon King, temporary worker.

In these years, in the wilderness, there are many friends and few enemies.

The Three Realms are innumerable, the person is noble, and the highest authority is no more than three, heaven, earth and water.

The Heavenly Realm is headed by the Heavenly Emperor, the Water Realm is honored by the Ancestral Dragon, and as for the Earth Realm, it is the most complex and changeable, with countless powers establishing dojos.

The words of the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven have been circulating for many years, who dares to say that the Hou Earth who is in charge of the reincarnation of the Netherworld is not the supreme of the earth.

As the mother of creation, Emperor Wa is in charge of all vitality, and it is not too much to be called the mother of the earth and the master of creation.

In addition, the emperor of the human race, known as the first god on the earth, is a god and is in charge of humanity.

Finally, there is the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi, the flood and many sacred mountains, stretching for hundreds of millions of light years, a mountain and a land immortal, opening up a blessed land, and the immeasurable constant sand and earth immortals worship the ancestors.

The current Luo Feng can only be called Tiantianying, not the earth spirit.

Therefore, Doumu Yuanjun's friend Earth Immortal Ancestor, Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, wants to try his best to win over.

This kind of mentor network is a natural ally.

Touched the invitation card given by Shizun Doumu Yuanjun, and wrote the words of Longwen Dao, Luo Feng's eyes flashed with Chinese light, and the operation of the creation and transformation of the divine power analyzed the rules of the avenue.

Because it was an invitation to Doumu, it was written by Zhen Yuanzi himself.

It is not the first time Luo Feng has watched it, but he has a new understanding of the Avenue of Earth.

There are few numbers, but it is the avenue of divine literature, containing thousands of them.

Waiting for idle immortals, with this invitation alone, they can deduce a method of preaching to the immortals.

Of course, the premise is to understand that Longwen Dao is an ancient text, and a word contains many meanings, including the rule of the Dao, and the level is far above the red book and jade text of the Taoist secret heavenly book.

Waiting for idle immortals, without a certain cultural heritage, they can't even understand the invitation after years of accumulation.

From this, it can be seen that the Flood Desolation Multiverse is full of great malice towards the scumbags.

But at the same time, the risk of impersonation is eliminated.

Fingertips move and gaze to the last line.

There is no greeting, no reply, only a dragon word about time.

The word is alive, and it falls in the eyes of ordinary people as a complex, mysterious symbol that looks like a headache.

And Luo Feng projected a realm, and the way of Da Luo went to the next level, and his vision and insight ranked among the Da Luo class.

Be able to understand the meaning of the writing of the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi

The character Longwen Dao expresses a point in time that is constantly passing.

Thirty years: January: 12 o'clock: 56 minutes: 27 seconds......

Thirty years: January: 12 o'clock: 56 minutes: 26 seconds......

When time returns to zero and the word Longwen Dao disappears, it is the time when the ginseng fruit will be feasted.

"Da Luo, you can really play."

Glancing at the time, putting it away, Luo Feng sighed.

This means of inviting guests is both graceful and forced.

Yes, yes, I learned.

When my own preacher Daluo has the power to protect himself, he will hold a banquet, and I will play like this.

At the same time, a sacred mountain holy land, the mountains are extremely high, and the general trend is magnificent. The root is connected to the Kunlun vein, and the top is in the middle of the sky. Every time the white crane comes to perch on the cypress, the ape hangs the vine when it is re-hung.

The sun reflects the clear forest, and thousands of red mist surround it; The wind is cloudy, and thousands of colorful clouds are flying. The birds are crying in the green bamboo, and the golden pheasants are fighting among the wild flowers.

The dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the crane dances and the ape cries. The elk emerges from the flowers, and the green luans sing to the sun. It is the true blessed land of Xianshan, and Penglai Langyuan is only like that. I saw some flowers blooming Xie Shantou scene, and the clouds went to the upper peak of Yunlai Ridge.

The name of the mountain is Wanshou Mountain, which does not seem to stand on the top of the sky, but it is majestic and virtuous; Unlike Kunlun, which is towering and overwhelming, there are hundreds of millions of dragon veins to the court, where the immortal ancestors live.

There is a view of the ten thousand dragon arch beads, standing on the earth, simple and unpretentious, but containing infinite vitality.

Three words in front of the door: Wuzhuang view

There is a couplet on both sides that reads: Immortal Immortal Mansion, the same longevity Taoist family as the sky.

From the outside, the Taoist temple looks ordinary, but when you walk in, it contains a lot of things.

Earth Immortal Enlightenment Space, Heavenly Immortal Enlightenment Time, Zhen Yuanzi as the son of Earth Immortal, the operation of the way of space is perfect, mysterious and mysterious, far beyond ordinary Daluo.

The Taoist temple is extremely high in the palace and the purple is extremely high, and the towers are ethereal and the Danxia falls. It is a blessed land of space and full of vitality.

The aura is remarkable, all over the place, all are innate qualities, and the Wuzhuang view here is no less than the beginning of the opening of the sky.

The Immortal Ancestor opened the Great Dao on the high platform, and the forty-eight disciples below sat cross-legged.

There are gods and birds standing around, listening to the avenue, a blue and a purple on the side of the immortal ancestor is the most eye-catching, the blue bird every time the queen mother letter, Ziluan often sends the old monarch scripture. I can't see the majestic moral wind, and I really don't care about the house of the gods.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi stopped talking about the avenue, and suddenly smiled: "Miaoye!" ”

The forty-eight disciples in the seat looked at each other, and finally made a look, allowing the youngest Qingfeng to come forward and ask.

"Why is Master laughing?!"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and said: "The ginseng fruit meeting of this Yuan Society, there are old people coming. ”

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, thirty years later, the two of you will add another ginseng fruit to the No. 9 cloud platform."

"The disciple obeys."

The two Taoist boys bowed their hands.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile, got up and left in a good mood, and shook off the dust in his hand.

When Zhen Yuanzi was completely far away, the platform at the bottom was a mess.

The brothers and sisters are dancing and gossiping.

Only the breeze and the moon: o((⊙_⊙))o

Mingyue scratched her head: "Senior brother, what are you talking about." ”

Qingfeng nodded seriously: "Say it, let's take a look." ”

The senior brother has already attained the Tao, and he looks like a master, and he strokes his beard and smiles: "Do you know who the No. 9 Yuntai is for." ”

Qingfeng thought for a while: "Naturally, it is for Doumu Yuanjun, but Doumu and all Daluo Tianzun rarely come in person." ”

"It has always been the master who sent disciples to send ginseng fruits to the past."

"Is it difficult, this Yuan will fight Mu Yuanjun in person."

The senior brother said disdainfully: "Doumu is not like this when he comes to the master, probably let us spread the red carpet, sprinkle flowers, greet with a big gift, go to Kunlun to pick flowers, and go down to the East China Sea to slay dragons for a banquet......"

"Why is that?!" Mingyue was surprised.

Since it wasn't Doumu who came in person, why was Shizun so excited.

At this time, the second senior brother smiled and said, "Little junior brother, you don't know anything at the latest." ”

"Every time the ginseng fruit meeting was held, the master sent invitations every time. But Yuanjun didn't open her old man's house, and she didn't even send anyone. ”

"Every time, the master sends someone to deliver it."

"Isn't it a big breakthrough to finally send someone this time?!"

Mingyue nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Doumu Yuanjun, her old man, does she have a good relationship with Shizun?!" ”

As soon as these words came out, many senior brothers laughed.

If you say this, we're not sleepy.

"Little junior brother, do you know something......