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The cold air and wind kept blowing on his face, making his face hurt for a while, and by the end, he had completely froze.

Chen An squinted his eyes slightly, adjusting his posture and direction, and at the same time discerning the direction.

In his hands, one by one the demon heart vines kept rushing out, entangled, and surging up to the height of the cliff.

Before jumping off the cliff, Chen An was not unprepared, if there was a gain in the slowly rotating huge Taiji diagram, it would be good, even if he didn't find anything, he could return to the cliff with the help of the Demon Heart Vine.

Finally, as if it had been falling for a long time, when Chen An was about to lose his grasp, the air in front of him suddenly fluctuated like water.

Chen An saw a burst of black and a burst of white, chasing each other, dying and dying yet coexisting with each other, constantly swirling, filling his eyes and filling his mind.

Then, the world swirled.

When Chen An regained consciousness, he found himself standing in front of a temple.

I can't say how tall the temple is, how big it is, and it can be described by all the rhetoric and metaphors, but all the depictions, when facing this temple, will not accurately say one ten-thousandth of this temple.

Chen An staggered to his feet, and saw that this temple was constantly floating, with endless light and darkness, endless stars and flames, endless sea water and void, everything, obscure, chaotic, as if at the edge of all worlds, standing here, you can see the birth and death of countless worlds.

This is the temple, the edge of the world, the beginning of endlessness, the place that cannot be described.

"It's a pity that this temple has been destroyed." Chen An muttered to himself as he looked at the white gate in front of the temple that was dim and had broken through a large hole.

In front of the temple, rubble piled up, stone pillars collapsed, the temple toppled over, and the ground was uneven, pitted, and smashed out of shape.

Everything was covered with a faint layer of ashes, as if after a great upheaval and turmoil, leaving only traces of the passage of time and endless dust.

"Where is this? What happened? Chen An looked around, surprised.

He thought for a moment, and walked through the hole in the gate into the temple.

Countless white stone pillars in the temple were submerged in the clouds of nothingness, supporting upwards, so that the dome seemed to be high, like the sky across the distant world.

This place is also very badly damaged, some stone pillars are broken, more stone pillars, there are deep scratches, almost cut off directly, and some stone pillars seem to have been stripped off, missing a large piece, almost broken, can keep the intact stone pillars, very few.

There were large cracks in the dome, and some of them even fell directly, and the lamp stands used to place the magic lamps were bent and unshaped, and large pieces of candles fell to the ground and scattered on the mist-shrouded ground.

Everything is extraordinarily desolate.

"What the hell is going on in this temple, the beings who inhabit it?" Chen An was surprised, in the temple, there were only destroyed buildings, but there was no trace of blood, even a corpse.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chen An thought for a moment, looked in all directions, and then began to search in the temple.

Soon, Chen An discovered that the things here were very strange, he had no way to get close to those stone pillars, even those candles, they were like a phantom, he stretched out his hand, he could feel the soft temperature of the seawater, but he could only pass through it at once, and he couldn't pick it up at all.

"It's weird." Chen An muttered and stood up.

He walked around again, and finally, in the center of the temple, on the largest and most complete stone wall, Chen An found a painting.

This painting is about the size of an ordinary person, and it cannot be found on the stone wall unless you look carefully.

The portrait depicts an old man with a wide robe and large sleeves, a clear face, and deep eyes, as if he hides infinite wisdom and an endless starry sky.

Although there are only a few simple strokes, they are very expressive, and in a few strokes, they suddenly outline the unique bearing of the old man.

"Lao Tzu."

Chen An looked at the old man and read out the old man's name.

There was only a wordless shock left in his heart.

Before that, he had already seen the picture of Lao Tzu traveling west, so Chen An was no stranger to Lao Tzu, but he didn't expect to encounter another painting of Lao Tzu here again.

Compared with the previous paintings, this picture of Lao Tzu is more flesh and blood, lifelike, as if he has a spirit and spirit, and may come out of the painting at any time.

Chen An just looked at it, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable reverence in his heart, as if facing the oldest, greatest, noblest, and most unpredictable existence since ancient times.

He suddenly noticed that there were some characters next to the picture, which were neatly arranged seal inscriptions.

Those seal inscriptions were very mysterious, and Chen An only knew part of them, so he read them out softly:

"Yu ...... Quest...... West out of the letter Guguan ...... Author of the Tao Te Ching...... Out-of-World...... Devil...... Slay the prince of the abyss in the sea of no return! ”

Although the last few words were more complicated, Chen An happened to know them, so he could read them out at once.

Lord of the Abyss? A sea of no return?

Chen An frowned and looked at the other seals.

Seeing this, his heart immediately jumped heavily, his mouth was a little dry, and for a while, he couldn't help himself.

“…… Feel...... Readily...... Written here......"

Chen An's lips moved, spit out a few words, and read out the scriptures written by Lao Tzu:

"Heaven and earth are yellow."

"Xuanhuang Qi Practice!"

The scriptures written by Lao Tzu?

Obviously, this old man named Lao Tzu has a mysterious origin, and he is a figure such as the leader of those Taoist priests or spiritual beliefs, which is very extraordinary and not simple.

The scriptures he left behind must be unusual in the practice of Taoist priests, and perhaps they are rare practices in the world.

"It turned out to be a Taoist monk's cultivation method." Chen An whispered, with an unconcealed joy on his face.

He has always had a great thirst for the cultivation of Taoist priests, but he has never had the opportunity to get it, and now, he is fortunate to get the scriptures left by Lao Tzu, which is a sudden good thing for Chen An.

"The Taoist monk's cultivation method, maybe, let me understand it and get some inspiration, so that my supernatural path can go a little better and further." The corners of Chen An's mouth couldn't help but curle.

In fact, if he is given this scripture directly, he doesn't know anything about Taoist things, he doesn't understand anything, and he can't practice at all.

However, before this, he made a deal with the old village chief and obtained a notebook left by the Taoist priest, which had a very detailed understanding of the basics of cultivation.

With the notes left by those Taoist priests, plus this scripture, Chen An can practice the scriptures left by Lao Tzu.

"What a coincidence." Chen An smiled, stretched out his hand, and slowly rubbed the neatly arranged scriptures.

When Chen An's hand touched those seal inscriptions, those seal inscriptions suddenly emitted a faint light, and then suddenly brightened, turning into thin lights, and directly rushed into Chen An's forehead.

Chen An's body stiffened, and a lot of changes began to occur, a faint light appeared in his eyes, and then flickered and disappeared, which were glowing seals.

Finally, Chen An's eyes calmed down again, he moved his body, and said, "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang!" ”

Although the scriptures written by Lao Tzu are called Xuanhuang Qi Exercises, the real name is actually called Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang!

At this time, all the scriptures of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang were deeply imprinted in Chen An's mind, as if carved inside, and they would not be lost or forgotten.

"Heaven and earth are yellow." Chen An said, silently recalling the scriptures of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang in his heart, and sure enough, word by word, it was extremely clear, as if he was born to remember these things.

Just when he was silently thinking about the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, suddenly, the original tremor on his body trembled, and then, it stirred, like the tide of the sea attracted by the moon.

Chen An's face changed, and he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in all parts of his body, but his heart was very uncalm: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang is actually related to the original?" ”

His mind was pounding.

For a long time, Chen An only knew that in the void world, the original was related to the existence of every life, and it was the foundation of every life, but he had no way to deal with the original.

He wasn't from Helot, he couldn't learn from the Helot people's practice of Yuan, and he didn't care so much about Yuan, so he almost forgot about Yuan.

"Yes, just now, when I was thinking about the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, it was surging, as if it was boiling, and it seemed to be ignited, and it was agitated." Chen An slowly calmed down, but in his heart, he had an indescribable emotion, and said: "It is unbelievable that the Taoist priest's cultivation method has a great relationship with the root of the void world, the primordial." ”

He was silent for a moment, then hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "However, in this way, no matter what the function of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang is, one thing is certain, that is, I can control the Yuan and operate the Yuan by cultivating the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, and let all of this go according to my wishes!" ”

Chen An thought carefully, then exhaled, he turned around and looked at the image of Lao Tzu on the stone wall, and there was silence for a while.

Speaking of which, these things are all related to this old man named Lao Tzu.

"I really don't know, Lao Tzu, what kind of existence he is." Chen An's eyes flashed.

He was just about to do something, when suddenly the sound of chanting sounded in the temple, and he didn't know men, women, old and young, and he couldn't tell the difference between up and down, left and right.

"It's very good, it's very good...... It's famous, it's not famous...... Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. ”

At first, the chanting sound was relatively small, but after a while, the chanting sound became louder and louder, and by the end, it had been constantly echoing throughout the temple, like the sound of the Tao, like the sound of heaven, echoing all around, rolling endlessly.

Chen An only felt that his head was swollen, and his eyes were blurred for a while, he lowered his head, spit out a faint voice, and said, "Tao Te Ching, this is Tao Te Ching!" ”

Chen An had seen these scriptures in the notes of Taoist priests, and he would never be mistaken.

Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching!