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"The disciple is enlightened!"

Nanhua bowed down, and after crying bitterly, he couldn't help but recall everything in the illusion.

The scenes of the year seem to be all in front of my eyes.

Descend the mountain, preach, and give Zhang Jiao the divine book.

"Why is the poor road like that!"

Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but hate himself in the illusion, but he didn't expect to do such a rebellious thing in the future.

Punish the heavens and change the way, and the cause and effect will be punished by heaven.

In the end, he could not escape the cause and effect, and died on the top of the empty Kunlun Mountain.

"Not only that, but how can the poor Dao in the illusion act against the sky, but the shackles of heaven and earth in the illusion world have not been broken in the end."

Everything in the illusion is presented in front of him, and in his eyes now, he is a traitor in the illusion, trying to change the sky, and the crime is punishable.

But he didn't think that if he hadn't been awakened by the immortal in front of him, maybe everything in the illusion would still be staged.

This can be described as a clear bystander, and a fascination with the authorities.

And Nanhua is convinced of everything he has experienced in the illusion, and he doesn't have any thoughts of luck.

"After all, Poor Dao is just a monk in the foundation building period, if an immortal wants to kill Xiao Dao me, or plot something, there is no need to use such magical powers."

In his opinion, the Dao method used by the immortals is a kind of supernatural power to predict future blessings and misfortunes.

"Being in the midst of it, divining the past and the future, and.."

After all, he had already died once in the illusion, and after Nanhua's mood gradually recovered, he couldn't help but think of some words written on a tortoiseshell.

Before the pre-Qin period, in ancient times, there were qi practitioners who practiced magic to reach the sky, and could predict good and bad fortunes.

But the primeval also had great powers, who could deduce the past and the future.

Can.. Flood famine..

The tortoise shell and the last line of text are now a little blurry in Nanhua.

When he was young, although he had read it, he never understood the meaning of the last dozen words, and he always felt a little unbelievable.

And not only that, he once stood in front of all his colleagues, laughing at the fallacies of the ancients and exaggerating.

"According to what this tortoise shell said above, when will the cultivation path be the head when the cultivation path is the end?"

Nanhua, who stepped into the foundation building period at the age of 30, was full of spirit, perhaps young and vigorous, and felt the absurdity of the words recorded by the tortoise shell, when he left Penglai, he casually put the broken tortoise shell in the sea.

The past was recalled, and the words written on the tortoiseshell came to mind.

"It turned out to be true.."

He couldn't help but recall the scene when he was entangled in the cause and effect of heaven and earth in the illusion and was about to be punished and killed by heaven.

"It's hard to do it.."

Nanhua's heart tightened suddenly, and his kneeling body trembled a little.

Thunder punishment, the dead Nanhua, the chain of cause and effect is added, and the heavenly punishment falls.

"Immortals.." Nanhua muttered.

On the tortoise shell in memory, there are scattered words.

Can.. Flood famine.. But there are saints... Break the cause and effect in one word.. Reenactment of time and space..

"Yes.. It's a saint! Nanhua was sluggish and couldn't help but lose his voice.

The past has emerged, and all the ancient books that he couldn't understand before are all solved today.

Saint, i.e. heaven.

For the Holy One, walk with the heavens.

But when everything is ruined, and the aura is exhausted.

That is, the way of heaven is old, and the road will be broken.

"The ancestors of the Dao will come back and create a prosperous era of flood and famine!"

Nanhua had an epiphany, the doubts in his heart were interpreted, and the fog between heaven and earth was lifted, as if everything in front of him became clear.

"The secret of the secret circle.."

At this moment, as the vague mantra sounded, Nanhua heard the saint speak in relief.

"Hugh leaks, hidden in the body.."

What Daozu said, every word is like a mystery.

Nanhua clearly felt that the aura in Kunlun Mountain had become thicker.

"Whew—"

The wind blows again.

In the distance, the clouds were moving.

Nanhua looked up and saw that every word in the saint's mouth turned into a bird, imprinted in the sky.

"There are turtles and snakes intertwined."

"The phase is coiled, the life is strong, but it can plant golden lotus in the fire, gather clusters of five elements upside down, and become a Buddha and a fairy after the work is completed."

The words of the Dao Ancestor fell, and the words hung above the sky, reflecting all things in heaven and earth.

"Click—"

At this moment, a cracking sound suddenly sounded.

As the sound sounded, the people and lives in this world, whether they were industrious farmers, scholars who read, soldiers who trained, traders who fled, cheetahs that preyed, and birds that chirped.

They all looked up at the sky in unison.

They seemed to see a crack in the sky as if they were vaguely seeing.

"What's that?" Shizi put down the book and walked out of the thatched hut, curious to think about it again.

"What am I doing out there?"

When he was outside the house, Shizi was stunned, and after seeing his classmates who were also stunned in the courtyard not far away, he couldn't help but look at each other and shook his head, and went back to the house to pick up the books on the table again.

"In a few days, Mr. will test what he has learned, or read more books."

The hawker's cries rang out one after another, and the scholar covered his ears and looked at the books in front of him seriously.

The soldiers outside the city are still training, and the cheetahs in the forest are enjoying their food, as if what happened before has not made any difference in this world...

But the top of Kunlun Mountain.

What is Jindan.

There was a way in the immortal family, a golden pill swallowed into the refuge, and stepped through the door of life and death.

"Jin Dan, that is, the two immortals!"

Nanhua cried with joy, feeling a round golden pill in his body, and remembered Gu Wendao.

Sage, a word to break through the mystery, casually point out the difference between immortals and mortals...

In their eyes, the unspeakable Jindan Avenue is a casual remark for the saints.

"Disciple, thank Dao Ancestor!" Nanhua didn't know how to state what he thought in his heart, so he could only bow down to the saint in front of him.

"Everything has a cause and effect, and this is what you deserve." Daozu nodded, looked at Nanhuajian, and the figure gradually dissipated.

"The Yellow Turban, you still need to do it."

The figure was like smoke, dissipating the heavens and the earth, and when Nanhua raised his head again, he only heard the remaining words coming from the distance.

"And don't worry, the cause and effect between you and the Heavenly Dao has been cut off in the previous illusion.."

Words fell from afar.

Nanhua was stunned when he heard it, he was not afraid of being entangled in cause and effect again, but he didn't understand what Dao Ancestor meant.

Why do you want to do the yellow scarf again?

"But since Dao Ancestor commanded." Nanhua thought that his life was still alive now, and that he had broken through Jindan Avenue before, all after the Dao Ancestor had given him.

"Even if it is to let the disciples abandon their cultivation and re-enter reincarnation, they are willing to go!"

Nanhua swore in his heart that after kowtowing in the direction of the dissipation of the Dao Ancestor, he could not afford it for a long time.

The moonlight fell, and after I don't know how long it was, a crisp sound brought him back to his senses.

"Ding Dong—"

As the voice sounded, a jade pendant fell in front of his eyes.

"Is it Dao Ancestor?"

Nanhua was excited, thinking that when Dao Ancestor came back, he couldn't help but raise his head.

"After the Yellow Turban is completed, take this jade pendant, Youzhou.."

In the night, the words in mid-air dissipated, and Nanhua was stunned after reading it.

"Dao Ancestor accepted me as a disciple?"

Nanhua muttered, then looked up and laughed. "Dao Ancestor has accepted me as a disciple!"

Laughter echoed at the top of the mountain.

"Whew. Poor Dao, I am also a great monk in the Jindan period now. ”

Nanhua crossed his knees, took a long breath, and then stopped laughing.

After all, the fact that Dao Ancestor accepted him as an apprentice was also a conjecture in his heart.

"It's better to be familiar with the mana, and finish the things that the Dao Ancestor handed over to Xiao Dao as soon as possible."

After all, it's not done yet.

He was also afraid that Daozu would not be happy when he learned that he had carried away, so when he calmed down, he tested his mana while meditating on his knees.

"The Jindan period and the foundation building period are more than ten times different!"

Practice qi, build a foundation, and Jindan.

Reiki is divided into air, liquid, and solid.

Each layer is a little aura convergence, deformation, and with qualifications, opportunities, it is expected to break through to the next realm.

It can be said that between each layer of the great realm, the concentration of spiritual energy is thousands of miles apart.

Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary monks to win against monks who are higher than their own realm, but it is not excluded from some people with strong talents or magic weapons.

"Poor Dao remembers that there is a small magic power in Taiping Technique, but now you can try it."

After Nanhua remembered the recipe memorized by the bamboo slip, he stood up and stepped out.

Between the operation of mana, towards the outside of Kunlun Mountain, he jumped down.