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In the scene, the sky was a little dark.

Above a forest, a man is walking against the wind.

There are clouds under his feet, and he is dressed in a robe.

Holding three rolls of bamboo slips in his hand, it is not the Nanhua immortal who came here to spread the book.

Because he learned the technique of soaring clouds and traveled thousands of miles a day, he rushed to the mountains and forests here at noon today.

At this time, he was looking for the clearing in his memory.

"It should be around here."

As the sun set, the scenery passed by, but in a moment, after Nanhua reached a place, scattered clouds fell.

"This should be the place."

The familiar scenery was imprinted in his eyes, Nanhua looked at a big tree in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the scenery in the fantasy world in his mind.

Weird, confused.

After walking half a day in the illusion, he finally returned to the big tree.

"Could it be in the dark?"

Nanhua's heart tightened, and he felt that there was an invisible hand controlling everything in the world.

In his thoughts, he should go to Xuzhou and other rich places to spread books, not in this wilderness and mountains.

It is located in the middle of nowhere, with no one in a radius of 100 miles, only surrounded by mountains.

And he didn't even see a figure along the way, where is this a place to teach books.

"If it weren't for the fact that Poor Dao saw the scene of this place in the illusion, I am afraid that he would not know the boundaries of this state and this wilderness mountain forest at all!"

While thinking about it, Nanhua's mind flashed over a Taoist robe, the mountains and rivers depicted, and the all living beings that appeared.

The scene changes one by one, the robe, the illusion, the book, and the heavenly punishment.

What is this cycle of reincarnation?

This is obviously everything that Chen Peng has designed a long time ago, and he is waiting for Nanhua to complete it step by step!

Heaven and earth cause and effect, reincarnation changes, have long been modified by Chen Peng!

Nanhua had also figured it out at this time, and couldn't help but blurt out in his heart: "It turned out to be the Tao.."

"Boom!"

What Nanhua said was like violating the ban of heaven and earth, and the void was thunderous, and the rest of the words were interrupted.

Not only that, but in the void between heaven and earth, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes, watching Nanhua's every move fixedly!

"This.."

Nanhua's heart trembled, and she was about to beg for mercy.

But before he could come back to his senses and speak, he was shocked to see the electric snake swimming in the void in the sky, and felt the earth shake under his feet, the surrounding trees rose from their roots, and his eyes opened on his torso.

However, the trees here came to life in an instant, and the branches swayed, as if they wanted to kill him!

Recorded in ancient texts..

What the Dao Ancestor said, the voice of the Heavenly Dao.

Even if it is said in ordinary times, you can't pass on the six ears and leak half a word, otherwise heaven and earth will definitely kill!

"The disciple knows his mistake. Please forgive your sins! ”

Once the memory flashed, Nanhua knelt on the ground, giving up all distracting thoughts in his mind, not daring to think about it again.

At this time, how could he not know that he had inadvertently leaked the secret of heaven!

Nanhua was frightened, and when he saw that the trees were approaching, he didn't dare to resist, and was waiting to close his eyes and wait for death.

"Remember, be cautious in the future.."

An ethereal sound came from the void.

"Thank you Daozu!" When Nanhua heard this, he kowtowed again and again.

It seemed like an instant.

The electric snake in the sky dissipated, the earth was stable, and the trees returned to their place, as if everything before was just his illusion, but he didn't dare to look up for a long time.

"As long as I slow down for a moment, I'm afraid I'll die here."

I don't know how long it took, Nanhua quietly looked up, and when he saw that there was no more vision, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

He knew the tree just now, but in an instant, he became a dryad fairy monster in the infancy...

Time passes.

But he said, "Before the sky was a vision, and the earth was shaken."

Between the mountains and forests, a mile away.

"Huh? What just happened? ”

As he spoke, a middle-aged man with a puzzled face stood up behind the rock.

I saw that he was dressed in linen clothes, carrying a medicine basket behind him, and pinning a firewood knife to open the way at his waist.

"It's hard to do it.." After remembering the scene when the lightning and thunder and the earth shook before, Dahan still trembled a little in his hands and feet.

"I guess Grandpa Mountain God is angry!"

The ancients were superstitious about gods and ghosts, and the visions of heaven and earth were regarded by him as the anger of the mountain gods.

It is said that when the farmer sees this situation, he would have spread his legs and run back to the village temple to pray.

But I saw that the big man did not leave this place, but walked forward.

"I haven't picked herbs yet." The big man was a little bitter and looked at the empty medicine basket behind him.

Just because the farmland under the mountain is owned by large households, ordinary people have no land to plant.

And his family can only rely on the herbs he picks every day to sell food in the town for a living.

If the herbs hadn't been harvested today, the family would have starved for a day or two.

"Grandpa Mountain God, the villain is also forced to go back and burn incense for you.."

The big man muttered in his mouth, in order not to starve, to eat a full meal.

Although frightened, he still walked cautiously towards the dark forest...

..

A mile away, not far apart.

When the big man was walking cautiously in the forest.

"But Zhang Jiao?"

In the dark mountains and forests, the sound sounded, and Nanhua descended from the sky and the clouds.

Immortal wind bones, wearing a Taoist robe, did not see the slightest sense of embarrassment before.

Know his name, step on the cloud immortal.

When Zhang Jiao saw it, he was shocked and said, "Grandpa Mountain God!"

When the words fell, bow down.

"Mountain gods?"

Hearing Zhang Jiao's words, Nanhua was stunned.

But then after thinking of something, he didn't do it, waved his hand, picked up Zhang Jiao, handed three bamboo slips and said: "Poor Dao sees that you have the appearance of an emperor, and you have a fate, so I will give you three volumes of divine books."

Zhang Jiao Muran took it in a daze.

Smooth to start, like jade brocade.

The imaginary punishment was not there, but was ignited by the immortals.

"I have this opportunity?"

After decades of starvation every day, he had become numb.

But one day, after meeting the fairy source mentioned by the storyteller, my heart suddenly came alive.

I saw that his face was ecstatic, and he looked at Nanhua and kowtowed: "Thank you Grandpa Mountain God!"

The sacred book of mountains and forests, the immortal pointing, the appearance of the emperor.

"I don't have to worry about rice noodles anymore!" Zhang Jiao burst into tears, he didn't want to sit on the dragon chair, he just wanted to have a full meal.

And Nanhua saw that he didn't need to explain to Zhang Jiao a lot, and couldn't help but be relieved, and when he was about to say the Yellow Turban Incident to him, he suddenly had a wit in his heart!

"Heaven, Heavenly Dao, isn't that exactly.."

Dao Ancestor is the Dao of Heaven, and the sky is not Dao Ancestor.

This kind of rebellious remark has been used before the killing of heaven and earth.

Nanhua was stunned, not knowing how to speak.

"Talkable.."

Voices came to his mind...

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"The way of heaven is me, but I am not the way of heaven."

By the stream, Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and the scene changed again.

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Xuzhou, East China Sea.

On a sea, two people are walking on the clouds.

"Water dragon, goodbye today, I don't know when I will see you again."

In the floating clouds, a person sighed and looked at the blue sea under his feet.

"Zheng Qi, don't be cowardly, Daozu didn't say that I can go back once a year..."

Shui Long defended and was dissatisfied with what Zheng Qi said.

After all, it sounded like someone had abandoned you.

But the scenes passed by in his memory, and then he remembered that he was going to live here for a long time, and he was still a little reluctant to leave the familiar village and his friends in the village.

"I don't know if they're going to come to see me."

The water dragon sighed, after all, he had never stepped out of the village since he was born and had been living in the stream since he was enlightened by the Dao Ancestor four years ago.

Listening to Dao Zu's preaching and cultivation every day, chatting with his demon companions in his spare time, begging for food from the residents of the village when he is greedy, and occasionally fighting with Zheng Qi is all he has in life.

"But since it is the Dao Ancestor's order, even if Xiaolong dies, it will definitely be completed!"

Shui Long thought of Dao Ancestor, firm in his heart, for fear that he would be reluctant to give up, he suddenly turned his head to look at Zheng Qi with a smile on his face and said, "Remember to come to see me often."

When the words fell, the dragon body appeared, and the dragon's chant resounded through the sky.

The aura was turbulent, and the white clouds in a radius of thousands of kilometers were crushed.

I saw him get up, coil in place, and finally look at the person in front of him: "Remember to bring your brothers when you have time, and come to see me often."

"Don't worry." After Zheng Qi put away his smile, he arched his hand with a solemn face: "Zheng Qi remembers!"

Hearing Zheng Qi's words, the water dragon's eyes showed gratitude, and after the dragon head tapped, he flew towards the sea below.

..

The dragon enters the sea, and the dragon body is a hundred feet.

In the distance, small boats, fishermen bow.