The mana dissipated, the starlight retreated, only the word Taiyi engraved with the way of Taiyi showed its charm, engraved on the jade stele, exuding a simple and solemn atmosphere, and it was squarely displayed in front of the two.

"Taiyi. It turns out that Grandmaster Lang's sect is called Taiyi? ”

Li Luohe held his hands behind his back, looked at the word Taiyi on the jade stele, and then muttered.

Taiyi, also known as Taiyi.

It has the meaning of the origin of all things, and it is the supreme and solemn title of Taoism.

Those who dare to name this sect are not mediocre places.

No wonder he can teach a disciple as good as Lang Xing.

"Yes, the sect of the poor Dao is one of the six Dao of Luofu, the Taiyi Dao Sect!"

Hearing that Li Luohe was shocked by his own methods, as the true legend of Taiyi, Lang Xing was also honored.

I saw him holding his hands behind his back, looking at the word Taiyi carved out with all his heart, and after looking at it for a long time, he said with satisfaction:

"From then on, the Poor Dao, the Taiyi Dao Vein of Yujing Mountain, officially opened a sect in the Jade Star!"

In the words, there was a spirit that belonged to the grandmaster.

"Minister Li, I don't know if you have a teacher?"

Li Luohe, who was standing next to him, was secretly out of his mind when Leng Buding heard the young man in the Taoist robe in front of him asking.

"Huh?"

This question stopped Li Luohe.

As the head of the Emerald Star Division, capable of reaching this position, Li Luohe is naturally a human spirit.

As soon as Lang Xing spoke, he knew what he wanted to ask.

Originally, Li Luohe was reluctant to join the sect, just because he wanted to make a contribution to the Jade Star.

But now that Jade Star has a grandmaster who is willing to condescend to his dignity and come to open a sect and add protection, why should he be a pioneer and make a contribution?

"In the hundreds of years since Li's practice, he has never joined the Taoist lineage."

The middle-aged man in the star robe smiled freely, putting aside his past scruples.

After hearing this, Lang Xing was not surprised, and stretched out his right hand with his backhand, and invited loudly:

"Then I don't know Minister Li, are you willing to succumb to my Taiyi Sect?"

"My Taiyi Sect was first established in this Galaxy Federation, and it is precisely because of the need for a cultivator like Minister Li who is upright and has cultivated to come and assist him, so that he can prosper!"

"Hahaha, Li is naturally willing!"

"Since Sect Master Lang can keep his promise and come to the Jade Star to start a sect, then Li is naturally willing to do his best for Taiyi!"

Syllable!

Holding it in both hands, Lang Xing had a smile on his face.

"Okay, then from now on, Li Daoyou will be the guest elder of my Taiyi Sect."

"I hope that this Yujing Mountain Taiyi lineage can go to the top of this galaxy with the support of you and me, overlooking the thousands of worlds!"

After the handshake was over, Li Luohe took two steps back, folded his hands, performed the ancient Taoist ceremony, and said solemnly to Lang Xing:

"Li Luohe, I've seen the master!"

At sunset, a newborn sect was officially opened on the towering Yujing Mountain with the two of them.

Like a bright new star, rising in this vast sea of stars.

In the Moke Sect, a red-eyed Taoist wearing a red Taoist robe meditated quietly in front of the ancestral hall, his eyes closed, and his thoughts did not belong.

Crunch~

At this moment, the sound of pushing the door came out, and it entered the eyes and ears of the red-clothed Taoist.

"Teacher, inquire clearly."

The person who came was dressed in Mokezong costumes, and the red Taoist robe was shining in the setting sun, coupled with the exhaustion on this person's face, which added a sense of loneliness to his thin body.

Sunset West Mountain.

Hearing the movement of pushing the door, Mu Changfeng, the head of the Moke Sect who turned around, saw the expression of the elder in front of him, and this word involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The clenched fist burst into a creaking sound, but it was only a moment before it was released.

After breathing a long sigh of relief, Mu Changfeng rubbed his brows, and finally said to the person in front of him:

"Speak, listen."

"Yes."

Li Mingyuan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he truthfully told Mu Changfeng all the information he had discovered.

"Sect Leader, as far as my subordinates know, there are four Yuan Shen Sects of the Four Directions who are interested in competing for the position of the authentic sect of my Moko Sect this time."

"Three of them are in a hurry, and the purpose of founding the sect is obvious, that is, they want to replace my Moko sect and become a new generation of Xinghe Authentic Sect."

The fist under the sleeve robe of the Red Eyebrow Daoist slowly loosened and turned into a palm, and after hearing Li Mingyuan's words, he muttered:

"It's only four. That's not much. ”

"But there are some clowns who jump off the beam, why can't they wait?!"

Bang!

Mu Changfeng's words gradually became excited, and in the end, he was even more lucky, and slapped directly on the wooden table next to him!

Click~

In a matter of moments, the precious wooden table, carved from spiritual materials, was reduced to powder under the angry palm, leaving only a few pieces of debris in place.

"You must know that my Moko Sect has not fallen yet!"

"What gave them the courage to dare to carve up the territory of the galaxy under my Moko Sect openly when my Moko Sect was still the true Sect of the Galaxy?!"

"If the master has not fallen, I will lend them another one. No! Ten dog guts, they also concluded that it was impossible for them to dare to be so presumptuous! ”

A hideous face flashed across Mu Changfeng's face.

When this red-clothed Taoist mentioned the former primordial god of the Moko Sect, the color of pain instantly overflowed.

As the true sect of the Galactic Federation, the Moko Sect has always been on guard at the edge of this sea of stars, resisting the evil gods and alien races, preventing them from invading the Federation.

If it weren't for the entire Federation, how could most of the cultivators of the Moko Sect fall overnight, and even a generation of Yuan Shen Zhenren would not be able to escape death?

But this federation only gave Mokozong a thousand years

"Obviously, it's a little bit worse"

"It's almost there!"

Mu Changfeng fell to the ground in despair, and his pupils were a little lost.

His Dao heart, which had always been extremely firm, was crumbling as the sect was crumbling, and finally collapsed in front of the news that the sky was collapsing, and it was full of holes.

Those thoughts that had been forcibly suppressed in his heart all exploded directly on his spiritual platform.

"Teacher?!"

Li Mingyuan saw Mu Changfeng, whose face was painful and fell directly in front of the spiritual position of the ancestors of the Moko Sect, his complexion changed, and his body immediately flashed, and he helped him up, and said anxiously:

"Please keep your mind steady, you can't fall!"

"The hope of the entire Moko Sect is now pinned on you, if you give up, then my great Moko Sect, thousands of years of foundation, will really disappear!"

There is not only heartache in this statement, but also worry.

Back then, the Moke Sect was suddenly attacked by an extraterritorial evil god, and even if the Wenhua Zhenren of the Yuan God Dacheng resisted desperately with the help of the sect's great array, it only lasted less than a pillar of incense.

When the sixth-order transcendent cultivators of the Galaxy Federation arrived, they only had time to save Mu Changfeng and Li Mingyuan in their youth.

The lives of the rest of the Moko Sect were all turned into ashes in this monstrous catastrophe and fell into the hands of the extraterritorial evil gods.

Including Mu Changfeng's master, the same is true for Yuan Shen Zhenwenhua.

Even if later, there is a powerful power in the depths of the sea of stars to cross the starry sky and destroy this invading evil god with the power of thunder, it will be difficult to restore the Moke Sect.

After all, if you want to retrieve the true spirit in the long river of history, only the Great Luo who stands at the apex of the heavens can do it.

Li Mingyuan had guilt in his eyes.

He looked at Mu Changfeng, who was pale, and hated his powerlessness in his heart.

In just a thousand years, Mu Changfeng was able to revive the Moke Sect to this level with his own strength, even if he had the help of the Federation behind him, he was already a genius.

You must know that at the beginning, he was just a teenager who was just a teenager who had just embarked on the path of cultivation!

He is not only a master of teaching, but also a genius of cultivation.

If he can be of great use, maybe Mu Changfeng has already achieved the Dao Yuan Shen

At that time, how could the Mokozong fall into the field it is now!

"I can't fall."

"Master, Master, the ancestors of the Moke Sect."

Mu Changfeng, who was bent over, grabbed Li Mingyuan's arm and muttered to himself:

"Elder Mingyuan, you go out first."

"I've figured out a way."

The bent waist pole gradually straightened up, and the words of the red-robed Taoist were majestic.

"Boss, you really. Are you alright? ”

Li Mingyuan saw Mu Changfeng, who suddenly came back to his senses, and was a little apprehensive in his heart, his words were full of care, and he asked with anxiety.

"Don't worry, I've figured it out."

"I already have a way to keep my Moko sect orthodox undiminished!"

"You go down first to appease the disciples, and then wait for my good news."

"Carrying the glory of thousands of years of Moko Taoism, how can this seat let the glory decay in my hands?!"

Holding Li Mingyuan's arm, Mu Changfeng swore a solemn oath.

"That's good, then the poor road will be relieved."

"In charge, it doesn't matter if you can't do it, as long as we are here, who can say what will happen in the future."

"My Mokozong may not be able to regain its past honor in the future, and now it is just a temporary concession."

"Don't have a burden in your heart, after all, natural and man-made disasters cannot be stopped by us."

After Li Mingyuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after saying another word of advice to Mu Changfeng, he put down his mind and withdrew from the ancestral hall of the Moke Sect.

He felt that his own head of the family had let go of his knots.

The confident words just now were just comforting him.

Thinking of this, Li Mingyuan laughed at himself.

Why should I comfort myself?

You must know that he Li Mingyuan is just a cowardly and incompetent guy.

If I really had a kind, I wouldn't have lived until now.

Gently closing the door of the ancestral hall, Li Mingyuan put his hands behind his back and shook his head as he walked into the distance.

Having said that, at this time when the wind and rain are shaking and the people's hearts are shaking, I still have to come forward to comfort the disciples below.

The only thing to be thankful for is that these true disciples still have some feelings for the Moke Sect.

Although Mu Changfeng is strict, he has always rewarded and punished the disciples below.

As long as there are no lost true transmission methods in the door, all of them have been passed on.

As long as people are still there, there will always be hope for a comeback.

The door of the ancestral hall of the patriarch was closed, and the afterglow of the sunset disappeared again.

The jade carved spiritual positions are arranged in order from bottom to top, coupled with the dark sight around it, giving people a sense of coldness.

But I admired Changfeng, but I didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

I saw the red-robed Taoist looking up at the top of the spiritual position, slowly stepped forward, and gently wiped it with the cuffs of the wide robe, his face was meticulous, and he did not show any expression.

Even if the card is as clean as new.

This is the spiritual position of his master Wenhua Zhenren, and it is also the last Yuanshen Zhenren in the past thousand years of the Moke Sect.

After a while, Mu Changfeng stopped his movements and looked up at the dozens of elders who had made great contributions to the Moko Sect for thousands of years, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The inheritance of the Dao system is still more important than the poor Dao itself."

"This seat is in one day, and the Moke Sect will always be the true Sect of the Galaxy!"

"This is undeniable!"

The words slowly came out in the ancestral hall of the Moko Sect, and the next moment, on the palm of the right hand of the red-robed Taoist, a crystal with a slight black gas suddenly appeared.

The crystal that emitted black gas, with a purple glow, looked both strange and mysterious.

"Originally, I thought that there would be no day when I would be able to use this thing."

"But now, I can't choose."

"As long as you can help me break through the primordial spirit, even if you come from the abyss, for this seat, it is still the best spiritual treasure!"

In fact, what are those guys from the abyss who are called extraterritorial evil gods, Mu Changfeng doesn't understand.

These people didn't look like any different from the cultivators of the Galaxy Federation.

But the Galactic Federation had to exert its strength to exterminate them.

What is the secret in this, Mu Changfeng doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

The only thing he knew was that this crystal that exuded black qi could help him give birth to true spirits and achieve primordial gods!

That's enough!

If Mu Changfeng was asked to choose between the decline and prosperity of the Dao system, then even if the front was extremely dangerous and even in danger of falling, he would still be willing to take a risk.

Just because the Moke Sect has been brilliant for thousands of years, it must not be in his own hands!

Thousands of years of hardship and tempering, Mu Changfeng's heart is so firm, after making a decision, only between the lightning and flint, this crystal was directly crushed by the red-robed Taoist!

Boom!

With a sudden sound, the crystal was directly pinched and exploded by Mu Changfeng, turning into countless points of purple powder, which slowly poured into Mu Changfeng's body.

At this moment, in the dantian where he cultivated the Moko Immeasurable Sutra, mana and aura continued to surge.

The entire ancestral hall and the outside world also suddenly rioted.

A figure that shrunk several times, like the size of a baby, was suddenly born in Mu Changfeng's mind.

When the red-robed Daoist looked inward and saw this still somewhat illusory primordial god, he finally smiled.

The mud pill palace is opened, and the original god is completed.

No matter what method he Mu Changfeng used to cultivate the Yuan Shen, but now that he is here, he Mu Changfeng has successfully preached the Yuan Shen at this critical moment, which is an indisputable fact!

In the next moment, the entire Moko Sect was hundreds of miles away, and the endless aura rose into the sky, shaking the entire Moko Heavenly Dome.

According to the 10370 year of the Galaxy calendar, the twenty-eighth generation of the Moke Sect taught Mu Changfeng and achieved the true life of the Yuanshen, and since then there has been no boundless life!

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