The fog dissipated, and the huge underworld hall was empty, and there was not much left of the original Dao Yun.

After a long time, Zhou Luo let out a long sigh.

He is worthy of the Emperor of Hades!

The "Hades Sutra" not only records his cultivation experience of reincarnating from death and re-enlightenment as an ancient corpse, but also has a detailed elaboration of the path of the underworld and the reincarnation seal, even in the eyes of the well-informed Zhou Luo, it also made him suddenly.

After reading the "Hades Sutra", he also understood why the Hades Emperor would strictly prohibit the Heavenly Immortal Treasure from being taught to others.

In fact, it touches on the essence of the so-called "reincarnation", and as the founder of this path, it naturally leaves a method for dealing with such people in its ancient scriptures.

And this is equally valid for the Emperor of Hades himself.

He felt that the avenue of this life had reached the pinnacle, but it was still not enough to become an immortal, so he resolutely re-took the path of reincarnation and sealing.

Therefore, in order to solve the hidden dangers for the future generations, it is natural to strictly prohibit the leakage of the treasure of the heavens.

The other "Source Classic" is to expound the most wonderful principles of heaven and earth and outline the shape of the avenue.

Regardless of anything else, if he can find the location of the earth one day, entering and exiting the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain should be like a leisurely stroll.

It's a pity that except for these two ancient scriptures, the rest of the scriptures in the hall where the secret art has reappeared are all incomplete, and they are not even as coherent as the scriptures in their hands.

For example, the part of the "Lingbao Sutra" obtained from the immortal life, and the part of the "Immeasurable Heavenly Gong" obtained from the leisurely place.

Come to think of it, the dead fat man of the Immortal Emperor doesn't seem to like picking up rags, it can only be attributed to the fact that he doesn't always read and evolve the mysteries of these scriptures, so that there is not much imprint left here, just like the rootless water.

No matter how much the secret technique of Dao Fa Tianzun is against the sky, it is difficult to cook without rice.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo shook his head and smiled freely.

Now that I can read the complete scriptures of the Emperor of the Underworld, it is an unexpected joy, how can I be so greedy.

The rest of the ancient scriptures, if there is fate, have their own place to meet again.

With a clear thought, Zhou Luo lifted the blockade of the Hades Temple and stepped out in high spirits.

"Tianzun?" Compared with the beginning of the Supreme Sleeping for a hundred years, Zhou Luo's retreat seemed to be extremely short, and the Immortal Slave who was guarding in front of the palace and never leaving was also surprised, thinking:

He hadn't even had time to take a nap.

Seeing the sluggish look on the slave's face, Zhou Luo couldn't help but laugh and scolded:

"You are also a monk of the Nine Heavens, what kind of system is this?"

"The deity wants to find another place to retreat, and if you have something, come to the source of the Yellow Spring to find me."

As soon as the words fell, he turned into a divine rainbow and disappeared into the sky, leaving only the Immortal Slave in the same mess, not realizing that his days of being oppressed had just begun.

……

There are no years in practice, and time flies.

For the supremes of the Extreme Dao, a deep enlightenment is only a snap of a finger for a hundred years.

The life of a mortal is gone, but it is not as profound to them as the imprint left by the light of the moment.

The Tao is born and the Tao is destroyed, and the party dies and lives.

On the banks of the Yellow Spring.

Zhou Luo sat cross-legged, and the sound of the avenue was endless.

There is no sun in the starry sky of the underworld, only nine shades.

Falling down ten thousand roads to the top of the ** pure, surrounding Zhou Luo's side.

And Zhou Luo, while listening to the bursts of immortal sounds at the eye of the source of creation, looked at the water of the Yellow Spring like a torch.

The ancient corpses under the water are the same, silently absorbing the source essence of heaven and earth.

The vitality in its body is vigorous year by year, and one day, when it overcomes the death qi, it will be able to reverse the creation of heaven and earth, reincarnate from death, and regenerate spiritual wisdom.

Zhou Luo's attention was naturally not these, but a slowly conceived holy aura in the ancient corpse, which was the famous reincarnation seal.

He had seen something similar in the body of the Ziwei Emperor Divine Flower before, but it was not comparable to what he was in front of.

Retracting his gaze, Zhou Luo sighed.

Reincarnation.

Although the road may seem treacherous and time-consuming, it is extremely solid.

Although I can't copy it myself, it's perfectly okay to learn from it.

"Huh!?"

Sitting on the bank of the Yellow Spring, Zhou Luo actually lost his mind for a moment, which was obviously unreasonable for a Tianzun.

Feeling something, Zhou Luo's eyes closed slightly, the front word secret was running, and the Dao Heavenly Gong roared.

The eyebrows of Sendai bloomed with eternal fairy light, pinching his fingers and calculating.

After a long time, Zhou Luo opened his eyes, and it was an indelible surprise:

"It actually appeared."

******

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and as far as the eye can see, this is a vast sea.

The blue waves are dotted with islands, and the occasional seabird soars through the sky.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the void.

An incomparably brilliant and flame-filled mythical bird fell, plunging straight into the ocean, stirring up waves and waves.