The man in the yellow robe looked into the void, his eyes were ethereal, as if he had dreamed back to the ages, passed the years, and saw the glorious world before.

"I am the Fu Emperor of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors, and I fought with the vast master, unfortunately fell, and I was left with a thought, looking for a person, and inheriting my way of Fu Xiu. ”

Emperor Fu seemed to be unwilling, but in the end, he could only sigh and continue.

"The laws of heaven and earth are impermanent, the avenue is traceless, and the path of cultivation is endless.

The rules of heaven and earth are intertwined, giving birth to three spiritual scriptures, when I have cultivated for 3,000 years, I occasionally have to seal the heavenly scriptures, and since then, I have the idea of sealing the heavens.

I take the ten thousand years of Fu cultivation as the material, the supreme scriptures as the furnace, and the self-cultivation as the fire, self-refining a stroke, and give the name to seal the sky...

People in later generations, if their physique is related to one of the talismans, they can enter the green furnace, self-realize the three forms, enter the talisman cultivation, and get my inheritance, before leaving"

Emperor Fu's figure slowly blurred, gradually turned into nothingness, and disappeared in Mu Haode's mind.

Mu Hao looked at the Fengtian pen in his hand, his eyes were full of shock, and he could faintly hear the sound of his heartbeat, and the creation in front of him could be described as Mu Hao's greatest creation so far.

"Fengtian Pen" Mu Hao muttered lightly, picked up the Fengtian Pen, his hand couldn't help but tremble a little, as long as he realized the three types of supernatural powers, he could get the Fengtian Pen.

Mu Hao held the Fengtian pen, his eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and his deep eyes revealed a firmness, he sat down, took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes and began to understand.

His divine sense was carefully transmitted into the Fengtian Pen, and as soon as he touched it, the figure of Emperor Fu appeared in Mu Hao again, gently chanting a scripture, which made Mu Hao's mind swell again.

"I use the way of the Fu to repair the Heavenly Scripture, after the change, create the Heavenly Fu Sutra, the future generations of Fu Xiu, pass on my thoughts, one stroke to seal the sky. ”

"Could it be that you want to pass on my Heavenly Sealing Talisman Sutra?" Mu Hao's breathing was a little short, and he suddenly opened his eyes, Mu Hao's cultivation was the first time that he had obtained such an anti-heaven inheritance.

Mu Hao closed his eyes, and a short passage appeared in his mind.

"Remember, all living beings know that the sky is the sky, and they don't know that I am me, I cling to the idea of sealing the sky, and I want to imprison myself in front of me, my thoughts, can not be violated.

Remembering ,............"

Mu Hao's mind was shocked, this small piece of rune scripture was extremely profound, like the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, constantly echoing in Mu Hao's mind.

"Enlightenment, difficult..." Mu Hao opened his eyes, and after thinking about it, he still shook his head, not having a clue.

"I don't believe it, I can't understand a scripture of you" Mu Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, then closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the Fengtian Rune Sutra.

The Fengtian Rune Sutra is a new scripture created by Emperor Fu who took out the essence from the Heavenly Scripture and combined it with his own runes, but he didn't notice that it was the simplest ones that were removed, and it was extremely difficult to realize.

This realization is a month, and within a month, Mu Hao woke up three times, but each time he didn't gain anything, and even felt that the scriptures were difficult to understand and more mysterious.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult" Mu Hao sat cross-legged on the altar and said three difficult words in a row, and after that, he opened his eyes and frowned.

In Mu Hao's eyes, a world of pale gold was reflected, and the original extremely rich golden light gradually dimmed from the time Mu Hao began to realize the Tao.

"Could it be that the golden light is gone, and Xiao Jiao and I will be trapped in the green furnace forever?" Mu Hao couldn't help but worry, the dimness of the golden light made him have an ominous premonition.

Mu Hao glanced at Xiao Jiao and found that there was already a trace of confusion in Xiao Jiao's eyes, he frowned, his eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness, and he closed his eyes.

He was still holding the Fengtian Pen, still experiencing that passage, but he still didn't get anything.

The second month passed quietly, and in this month, Mu Hao's side kept chanting the Great Dao Sanskrit sound, which made the entire resentful spirit world boil.

Mu Hao opened his eyes, although he said that he had some understanding, he still did not understand the mystery of the Heavenly Sealing Talisman, and sat cross-legged on the altar, looking at everything in front of him.

There wasn't much golden light left in this space, and from time to time outside the altar, I saw the figures of some resentful spirits shuttling through the altar.

Mu Hao looked at Xiao Jiao, at this time, Xiao Jiao turned into a beast form, coiled around the altar, his eyes did not have any color, but what Mu Hao saw was obviously a strong worry.

"Xiao Jiao, how do you feel" Mu Hao found that he couldn't move, thought about it, and quickly asked Xiao Jiao.

After Xiao Jiao heard the voice, he struck a spirit, looked at the altar a little weakly, looked at the figure on the altar, and wanted to pounce on him and rub him a few times as before, but he didn't know why, he couldn't stand up, he could only roar a few times.

"Ahh

Mu Hao saw this situation, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, but unfortunately his body couldn't move, seeing Xiao Jiao like this, his heart was also painful, Xiao Jiao was his reverse scale, but now he couldn't do anything, he could only roar out his anger.

"Xiao Jiao, I must take you out" Mu Hao's hair was windless, and a domineering momentum emanated, causing the surrounding resentful spirits to retreat a little, and it took a long time before they surrounded the altar.

Mu Hao closed his eyes, with his anger, with his determination, and with that indomitable belief, he clenched the Fengtian Pen again.

This is the third month of Mu Hao's realization, the first ten days, Mu Hao's body has some Great Dao Sanskrit chanting, the ethereal Dao sound surrounds Mu Hao, and the chanting also alarms the resentful spirits outside the altar, this sound reaches the ears of the resentful spirits, it seems to be extremely harsh, so that they are also irritable swimming.

After another ten days, the entire world of resentful spirits was filled with Dao sounds, and those resentful spirits hated this sound very much, and from time to time they hit the barrier outside the hundred zhang, and the golden light also seemed to shrink back to Mu Hao's hundred zhang, returning to the original scene when they had just arrived here.

Xiao Jiao looked at the golden light barrier weakly, as if it was about to shatter, which made it particularly worried, and looked at the figure on the altar from time to time, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.

Time passed slowly, ruthlessly taking away the years, and the Great Dao Sanskrit had been chanted to the extreme, and the ten huge resentful spirits were madly impacting the barrier of Baizhang with anger.

On the last day of this month, Mu Hao woke up, but he still didn't realize the three forms, even if it was one, he didn't comprehend it.

"Boom"

The barrier was finally shattered, countless resentful spirits rushed in, Xiao Jiao could move at the moment the barrier was broken, and finally glanced at Mu Hao on the altar, Mu Hao looked at it, but just as he was about to speak, Xiao Jiao resolutely rushed towards the army of resentful spirits.

On the opposite side of Xiao Jiao, there were ten huge resentful spirits, Mu Hao knew that they were spiritual resentful spirits, and behind the ten spiritual resentful spirits, there were countless weak resentful spirits, staring at Xiao Jiao exuding a greedy light.

"No"

Mu Hao roared towards Xiao Jiao, but Xiao Jiao was already surrounded by endless resentful spirits, even if the power of purification and thunder, even if the Heavenly Doom Phantom, he was still invincible, struggling, just for the people on the altar to be safe.

"Ahh

Mu Hao looked up to the sky and roared, his white hair was windless, he stood up, held the Fengtian Pen in his hand, and said, "Since I can't comprehend the Heavenly Dao with the Fengtian Fu for the time being, then I will use the Fengtian Pen to comprehend the three ways of the Ghost Dao." ”

Mu Hao looked at the endless resentful spirit, closed his eyes deeply, and a hell appeared in his mind, and a demonic ink lotus slowly rotated in the hell.

Mu Hao's eyes suddenly opened, and he stretched out his hand holding the Fengtian pen, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, as if there were thousands of ghosts and shadows intertwined.

"One stroke, Charm Senluo..."Mu Hao snorted lightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and he stretched out his hand holding the Fengtian Pen, and swiped it lightly on his chest.

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