Even if they are all enlightened beings who stand at the top, even if they are all existences that can cross the projection of ten thousand paths and achieve their own Dao.

But when it comes to the manifestation of the true Dao, these people can block ten with one, or even one against hundred, but it seems that it is only a matter of time before six people are defeated in the face of nearly 10,000 true Dao.

And the Tao Sutra, which was pinned on hope at the beginning, and the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant, which was continued to be hoped for at the beginning, seem to have no existence at all.

Behind them, the Taoist pages were collectively silent, and it was clear that they were facing an unsolvable problem.

The last page of vows, and even memory sharing, indicates the existence of the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant, and the Tao Sutra is the carrier of the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant.

In the memory of other pages, there is no existence of the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant at all.

Such a difficult problem that cannot be explained at all is simply a dead end, and there is no way out of it.

"Where's the big brother?"

After a brief silence, looking at the increasingly stalemate of the battle, Faith glanced around and asked.

At this point, the pages found out that the eldest of them, the cover page of the Taoist scriptures, was not here.

Hearing their words, a flash of inspiration flashed in Mu Feng's mind, as if he had thought of something.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, a cover floated out of the sea of knowledge from the pastoral wind, floating in the void.

"Host ....."

"The Tao Sutra, the system, the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant, I should have thought of it a long time ago, the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant, from beginning to end, was all mentioned by you!"

Laying down the Heavenly Wing Array again, allowing his teammates to multiply their combat power while oppressing the enemy, Mu Feng took a short time to look at the system—or rather, the Dao Sutra cover.

"Host, I'm sorry."

There was Xiao Suo in the system's voice, "Wan Dao, there is no covenant. ”

Mu Feng nodded bitterly.

"Host, decide, fusion, as long as you fuse us all, you will be able to transcend and solve all your troubles."

Is there any other option at this moment?

Mu Feng looked at the system, his eyes changed from reincarnation, cause and effect, and fate...... Swept through them one by one, and finally landed on the last page.

A wry smile rose on his face, "Do I have any other choice?" ”

The Taoist Sutra turned into a spirit and shook his head.

Mu Feng sighed, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a hoarse roar from the last page.

"Nope! No! ”

"You're not my brother or sister, who are you?"

Although he was shouting, although he was questioning, it was undeniable that his voice was full of firmness and unquestionable determination. ”

"Little Brother ......."

The cover page of the Dao Sutra frowned slightly, and looked at the last page of 'ignorance'.

"No, you're not my big brother, no! Who are you and where are my brothers and sisters? ”

The last page looks like a madness, screaming at the other pages.

The other pages frowned even tighter, Mu Feng's gaze fell on the last page, looking at the little fat man who turned into a spirit with tears streaming down his face and questioning frantically, and there was also a trace of doubt in his heart.

At the beginning, the "Tao Sutra" was banned by the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant, which he had seen with his own eyes, but now, why did the Tao Sutra in front of him not know the existence of the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant.

Wandao, why is there no covenant?

In an instant, a bright light flashed in his mind, and Mu Feng thought of a possibility!

"On the last page, are you sure they're not your older siblings?"

Mu Feng's words made the system frown slightly, he firmly believed that he was the first page of the Dao Sutra, and he had never deceived and calculated the host, why would the host ask such a stupid question.

"I'm sure!"

The little fat man's eyes were full of determination.

"Good!"

Mu Feng nodded, waved his hands, and all the other pages except the last page were held in his hands.

"I know, you are not fake, he is not fake, I have a guess, I hope you will help me to be honest, time is pressing, offended."

After speaking, Lin Tian fused the pages of the book together and looked at the system.

At that moment, the system seemed to understand Lin Tian's heart, and without the slightest hesitation, the cover page was opened, and the last page of the Dao Sutra was reunited.

On it, as expected, there was no Wandao Covenant.

Seeing this, instead of being disappointed, Mu Feng smiled, smiling like a child who had received a fun toy.

Waving his hand again to arrange a heavy formation and bless his teammates, Mu Feng turned around and broke through the ban and returned to the heavens and worlds.

The divine thought unfolded, and in an instant, Mu Feng found the Journey to the West World in the heavens and all worlds.

Journey to the West, Tiandao Little Doll and Hongjun were trapped in a small black house, and they still never got out, and they didn't even have the slightest awareness of the upcoming big destruction.

Mu Feng's heart moved, the little doll of the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun were released, ignoring the confused duo, Lin Tian held the "Tao Sutra", turned the page of cause and effect, and hooked the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Time goes back in an instant, the world is not divided, Hongmeng is not judged, chaos is like a chicken, Pangu was born in chaos.

This is it, Pangu opens the sky!

Mu Feng's heart moved, and Pangu's axe was gone.

"Roar!"

Pangu roared, shaking the entire chaos, and in an instant, three thousand gods and demons were affected, and they collectively rushed to express their indignation.

Pangu was like an angry giant, fighting three thousand demon gods alone with his bare hands.

The war lasted for 10,000 years, and the three thousand demon gods were almost killed and wounded, and only a few survived such as the twelve demon gods, the Chaos Dragon Ancestor, the Chaos Divine Phoenix, and the Chaos Jade Qilin.

Seeing Pangu's ferocity, the Chaos Dragon Ancestor was timid and quietly retreated.

Mu Feng watched from the sidelines and opened his mouth to give a comment, "Cowardly! ”

A beam of light flew out from the Dao Sutra and fell into the body of the Chaos Dragon Ancestor, imprinted in the bloodline.

The war is still going on, and after another thousand years, the Chaos Demon God has been killed and wounded, and the dragon and phoenix unicorn have not survived, leaving only the corpse essence and blood to sink into the chaos.

At this time, Pangu found that after tens of thousands of years of war, the chaos had been shattered and no longer had the original toughness.

Pangu turned his palm into a knife, cutting through the chaos with one sword.

Pangu's face was overjoyed, and he could be expected to prove the Tao with strength.

However, he still underestimated the consumption of opening the sky, and without the Pangu axe to open the sky with his bare hands, the sky was opened, and Pangu died of exhaustion.

At the moment of his death, a phantom of a white-haired and white-bearded old man walked out of Pangu's body, and the phantom gradually solidified, and from a distance, it was the appearance of Hongjun in the Journey to the West.

......

Mu Feng does not stop, time passes, the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han, the scourge of the lich, the war of the gods, every scene, every pile, there are his figures.

Then, one time and space, one world after another, the figure of Mu Feng continued to appear.

Many causes and effects have been cut off.

When all cause and effect were cut off, a kind of realization arose in Mu Feng's heart.

One step later, returning to the other side of the starry sky, watching the war between his teammates and the real Dao, Mu Feng's soul came out of his body, and his mind moved, and his soul was destroyed in an instant.

And at the moment when his soul was destroyed, the two paths corresponding to him appeared at the other end.

It happened so suddenly that none of the five teammates could react, and by the time they tried to stop it, it was all a foregone conclusion.

Without waiting for the little apprentice's mouth to let out a mournful sound, the mutation was reborn, and at the moment when the spirit of the pastoral wind was destroyed, a soft brilliance appeared on the Tao Sutra.

In the midst of the brilliance, a new page was born on the Taoist scriptures, without any words or symbols.

But looking at it, everyone can call out its name - the last page.

"I ......" the other last page looked straight at him, "it's the last page, so who am I?" ”

"You're also the last page." The voice of the pastoral wind rang out, and it was answered.

At the same time as the words sounded, Mu Feng's body, which had been extinguished and lifeless, opened his eyes and got up again.

It's just that in his body, there is no existence of any cultivation.

"Master!"

The little apprentice wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Mu Feng.

"Solve the trouble first."

After speaking, Mu Feng stretched out his hand, the "Tao Sutra" in his hand flew up, suspended in the air, obviously without any cultivation, it looked like an ordinary person, Mu Feng raised his hand to depict in the void, but left a line of himself on the "Tao Sutra".

When I raised my eyes, I saw that on the Tao Sutra, lines of myself began to appear, and the leader was the four big characters - the Ten Thousand Dao Covenant!

"There is no covenant in Wandao, so I will make a covenant for you!"

One stroke at a time, one handwriting after another fell.

After a long time, Mu Feng put his hand away, and the power beyond the realm of Dao bloomed on the "Tao Sutra", and in an instant, the turbulent Ten Thousand Daos were like encountering snow in the scorching sun, and they all faded into rage.

The true Tao is as docile as a guinea pig in a cage.

"And this kind of operation!"

The last page of everything was dumbfounded, muttering to himself, and there seemed to be a lot of enlightenment in his mind.

"I remembered, I remembered, Wandao really has no covenant, it is the Wandao covenant written by the master himself!"

The words on the last page, although they are hindsight, do solve the previous doubts.

"It's just, don't I become superfluous?"

Mu Feng shook his head and chuckled, opened the time and space page of the "Tao Sutra", and pointed a little bit, and the "Tao Sutra" disappeared in an instant.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the great destruction spread, and a "Tao Sutra" was born, and its tens of thousands of Dao covenants were brilliant, turning into one after another banning power, sealing the source of turmoil on the other side, and since then, the world has been stable for trillions of years.

In real time and space, watching the Taoist Sutra disappear, the last page looked confused, although it seemed to recall something, and his face showed a sudden realization.

Turning his head, the little fat man on the last page of the spirit had joy and anticipation on his face.

"Brothers and sisters, stop playing, come back, Chubby misses you!"

As the words fell, a burst of giggling laughter came, and the ban behind everyone slowly dissolved, and page after page full of words reappeared from the void.

"Little brother!"

The gentle and intellectual big sister of the chapter of faith stepped forward and rubbed the little fat man's head.

"Hmm, Fifth Sister!"

The last page, which has always been hard-mouthed and black-hearted, threw herself into the arms of her eldest sister, crying like a child who has found a home.

For a long time, the "Tao Sutra" that had been sealed for trillions of years on the other side was reunited, and the last page of the little fat man found his own place again, and he turned back into a little brother who had no written record and no function, and looked like a chicken rib and was loved and cared for by his brothers and sisters.

Mu Feng held the "Tao Sutra" in his hand, looked at the docile and true Taoists, and bent his fingers a little, and the ten thousand ways dissipated and merged into the heavens and all the worlds.

In an instant, all the monks of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms were surprised to find that the Tao between Heaven and Earth seemed to have become much clearer.

Without the knowledge of the beings of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the six-person group who stopped a catastrophe and even completely erased the root cause of the catastrophe glanced at each other.

Mu Feng stretched out his hand, and the little apprentice put his little hand into Mu Feng's hand, and the six of them looked at each other and all smiled.

The end of the song –

People are not scattered!

(Finale!) ）

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