Above the heavens, the years are turbulent.

A frost-white dream butterfly explored backwards, and a purple-gold true dragon charged forward, the two went in opposite directions, but they were implicated in a mysterious and mysterious aura.

Wherever they skimmed, there were endless sources of chaos and many subspecies.

Suddenly, the frost-white dream butterfly stagnated slightly.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared on the back of the dream butterfly, it was a righteous and awe-inspiring Taoist - Hong Yuan!

'Peace charm... It's Yue'er. ’

The corners of Hong Yuan's eyes were slightly curved, and there was doting in his eyes.

He saw Yue'er's shadow, and his heart moved, and then the frost white dream butterfly shook his wings, making the long river of years roll endlessly, and intercepted a tributary, a tributary of the martial arts years.

……

The heavens and the earth are turned upside down, and the years go back.

Everything seems to have returned to the beginning.

This period of time is the period when Xuanguang Bridge has not yet become the destiny of the demon clan, that is, the esophagus has not yet been sanctified.

In the quiet courtyard, there is a small lake in the center, which is clear and bright, and the old vines on the shore climb regularly, which is very beautiful.

On the shore of the lake, there is a white stone field, which is obscured by the fog and hazy, so that outsiders cannot know what is going on inside.

The breeze blows, and the wicker flutters with the wind, stirring the surface of the lake.

A red dragon carp emerged from the water, and together with a phoenix feather butterfly on the water, they looked at the white stone field in the distance, and looked at the petite figure in the distance.

"Don't get distracted, concentrate." Hong Yuan reminded.

"yes, I know!" Xiao Yue'er's eyes were resolute.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, exhaled a white mist from her mouth, cheered up, punched and kicked the routine, and took it seriously.

Just when Xiao Yue'er was practicing the routine, Hong Yuan, who was urging him, suddenly stagnated.

A moment later, a hint of chaos light flashed in Hong Yuan's eyes.

Back then, I just wanted to let Yue'er live happily through her life, but I forgot that she always wanted to get her father and mother back. ’

'Yue'er, you will succeed, and then you will be even happier. ’

Night.

The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south.

A faint moonlight shines on the bamboo windows.

In the room, Xiao Yue'er, who was sleeping on the bed, her frowning brows were smoothed out, and she murmured:

"I will, I will."

"Daddy and mother, I will definitely practice hard and bring you back from another world."

……

"Master, little uncle, I want to be a Zeuistic Sage!"

The crisp and pleasant sound came out of Xiao Yue'er's mouth, like a clear spring in the mountains hitting a reef, which was very good.

Hong Yuan looked at his master Lin Daoyan's hands trembling, and his senior brother Zhu Wuxian trembled.

It can be imagined how ambitious Xiao Yue'er's ambition is.

At this time, the Rainbow Fire Peak was still in a weakened period, and even the Eagle Immortal Blessed Land had not been recaptured.

Everyone's goal is to raise a true inheritance of Fengxi, and then regain the Eagle Immortal Blessed Land from Liu Mantang.

And a saint, especially an extremely rare sage of the Dao of the Heavens, this is ten times, a hundred times more difficult than becoming the true legend of Fengxi!

"My sweetheart, what do you think you want to do?" Lin Daoyan asked in disbelief.

"Sage, Sage of the Celestial Path!" Xiao Yue'er replied loudly.

And this made Lin Daoyan sad, grabbed the gray beard, and pulled off one bush after another.

For Xiao Yue'er, Lin Daoyan, like Hong Yuan, held her in the palm of his hand, lest she melt.

So whatever Xiao Yue'er wants, Lin Daoyan will do his best to meet it.

But only the Zeu Dao school was saddened by him.

Because in the Fengxi Sect, there is no Sage-level Heavenly Dao inheritance at all, most of them are fragmentary moves, and they are low-level.

If Xiao Yue'er really takes this path, then he Lin Daoyan really has the heart and is powerless.

"Zhou Dao, Zhou Dao..."Lin Daoyan muttered a few times, and suddenly sighed.

As he was old and refined, he could see at a glance why Xiao Yue'er wanted to become a Sage of the Heavenly Dao.

As for Zhu Wuxian, Lin Yiru and others, they were still surprised and didn't react at all.

"Sage of the Heavenly Dao, hehe, it's good. After that, you have to practice diligently? Hong Yuan bent down and said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Xiao Yue'er's face showed a look of determination.

Soon, Xiao Yue'er successfully opened her mind and embarked on the path of cultivation.

Then, she encountered the first big problem, there was no suitable Zeus Ancient Scripture!

The Dao of Heaven is an extremely mysterious school, and if you want to obtain the ancient scriptures that go straight to the Holy Rank of the Dao of Heaven, then in the human race, you have to look at the bloodline descendants of the Emperor Longyang.

It's just that it's too hard, it's too hard!

With Xiao Yue'er's background, how can she be recognized by the descendants of Longyang?

"Can I really become a Sage of the Celestial Dao?"

Because of the predicament of reality, in Xiao Yue'er's heart, she began to have self-doubt.

Under the moon at night.

The small pond of the white frost stone house seems to be clearer and clearer, and it has a unique scenery.

Xiao Yue'er sat in the pavilion, leaning on the railing, looking towards the water surface of the pond.

The moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and an apparition of herself.

She was extremely depressed.

Bing Xue is smart, she knows that in fact, her master and uncle have been collecting the scriptures of the Heavenly Dao for her, but they have gained very little.

She really wanted to muster up the courage and say out loud: Even if there is no road, I Mo Yue'er can walk out of a road!

But because of her excessive sobriety, she couldn't say such things at all.

At this moment, Xiao Yue'er's thoughts in her heart were a little shaken, and she began to consider whether to go to practice the wooden path first, and extend her lifespan first.

"Boom la la ......"

At this moment, the pond rippled, and the moon in the water was broken.

A crack in the void burst out of the moon in the water, and then spread into a mountain!

The mountain is very peculiar, the rocks and plants are all made of white paper, and the mountain streams and waterfalls are all black ink. The ink waterfall fell into the deep pool, stirring up thousands of splashes.

These words all contain different ways and principles, and interpret the laws of this world.

The land of the inheritance of the human race - the secret realm of heaven and earth book mountain!

Before Xiao Yue'er could react, her figure quickly became smaller and flew into the mountain of books, especially the mountain engraved with the word "Zhou".

In an instant, her figure reappeared.

However, her face was full of ecstasy.

Because she actually obtained the legendary Godless Sutra of the Dao of Zeus by chance - "Longyang Emperor Sutra".

Not only that, but there is also the Tao rhyme of the mountain and river pen for her to feel, so that she can see the traces of the long river of time more closely, so that she can practice the Tao of Zeu more easily.

In other words, it is equivalent to the Emperor Longyang teaching her personally, or the kind where she calls when she wants to call and drives away if she wants.

At this point, the first major problem on her spiritual path was solved.

At this moment, a wave of ecstasy rushed to her heart, making her unable to sit still at all, and she wanted to find someone to share this joy.

The first target she thought of was her little uncle Hong Yuan!

"Xiao Yue'er, on the road of cultivation, there are many dangers, you have to calm down." In the moon in the water, Hong Yuan shook his head with a chuckle, but he was extremely moved in his heart.