"And the Dao of Heaven and Earth is the four dangerous places, each of which contains opportunities and creations related to the Dao of Heaven and Earth."

"In addition, the heads of our nine major sects, when they merge the Dao, their bodies will merge with the two Daos at the same time, the difference is that they will merge with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and they will also merge with the Dao of all beings. The Tao of Heaven and Earth, the Tao of the True Self, are all in it. ”

"This is the most important of the three avenues."

"If it is on their own turf, those who choose this path will be greatly improved."

"Every time, it's not on your turf, it's on your turf."

Zhan Wuji listened intently, quickly remembering every word.

After a while, after looking at the "Fu Poor" Ancestor, he asked, "Ancestor, this Void Creation of the Beginningless Mountain Villa also needs an incomparably firm, incomparably firm heart. ”

"We saints are all based on the path of sentient beings, but the true self is based on a firm Dao heart."

"So this Beginningless Mountain Villa, did they choose the Dao of all beings, or did they choose the True Dao?"

"Fu Poor" spoke: "In this world, nothing is impossible. ”

"This rule can be understood from the Tao of all beings, the Tao of the True Self, and the Tao of Heaven and Earth."

"For example, many disciples of the Holy Sect will do things under the banner of the Beginningless Villa, but the Beginningless Villa will never argue with them, and they will gladly accept it."

"For the Holy Sect, this saves a lot of trouble."

"From the point of view of the Beginningless Mountain Villa, they took karma from these Holy Sect people, from them, and this is the so-called 'path of sentient beings', which is also the so-called 'art of sentient beings'."

"What's more, it's all from scratch, just from scratch."

"So, we at Beginningless Villa never care what charges us are charged, and sometimes, we take on some very tricky responsibilities ourselves."

"And the Beginningless Mountain Villa, with the Panya Realm as an illusory place, claims that there are immortals in the sect, and people in the sect, no one is afraid of death, fearless, and can do whatever they want, which is also in line with our true Taoism."

"Moreover, the owners of the past generations are all people who have inherited the power of the laws of heaven and earth."

"Therefore, these three roads have been walked by people in the Beginningless Villa."

"But like you, there are only three doors in one."

"Not only the Beginningless Villa, but also the other eight sects."

"There will only be two avenues in one, and there will be no three avenues in one."

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji nodded seriously, and then swore and said, "I also got the technique of merging the way by chance, and I haven't had it yet." ”

"However, I will pass on to you all the insights I felt when I joined the way!"

Hearing this, Fu Poor nodded.

In the entire history of the Panya world, no one has ever been able to integrate the three avenues into one.

Although he is now in Mahayana, it is impossible for him to perform even the most subtle art of conjunctive path, but this unheard-of technique of conjuncture is precious to everyone.

When the time comes, the inheritance of Zhan Wuji, as the ancestor of the Holy Sect, will naturally be able to comprehend the mysteries.

"Do you have any questions?" "Fu Poor" thought for a moment and spoke.

Zhan Wuji thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Back to the ancestor, I have something to tell you. ”

"Just say it." "Fu Poor" glanced at him.

Zhan Wuji immediately asked, "Could it be that the Ancestor wants to attack the Little Freedom Heavenly Domain?" ”

As soon as "Fu Poor" heard Zhan Wuji mention "Little Freedom in Heaven", he didn't think it was strange, it was because this junior called out his name that he found the location of "Little Freedom Heaven", and only then did he find the location of "Little Freedom Heaven".

As soon as Fu Poor thought of this, he shook his head and said, "Although that little Zizai Tian left by Longhuang Danzu can be regarded as a treasure, it will not let me keep guarding it all the time." ”

"I took a fancy to this fairy grass that didn't recognize the owner."

"The floating chess game is very dangerous, if you can get this magic medicine, the chances of success will be much higher."

There is no magic medicine for the master?

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji's brows were also tightly locked, this ownerless thing must be his master, Yao Qingxuan!

After thinking about it, he spoke: "I have a grudge with the fairy, and I haven't paid it off yet. ”

"I still hope that Lord Ancestor will have a lot, don't do anything to him."

Naturally, he didn't want to see anything wrong with his master, and as for the "poor man", he had been taking care of himself.

Although the other party took a fancy to his immortal road, Wu Yu still had to repay this kindness, and he didn't want any conflicts between the two.

"Fu Qian" glanced at Zhan Wuji Mountain, groaned, and then said lightly: "When you reach the Mahayana realm, we will talk about this matter." ”

After saying this, with a wave of his sleeves, the two figures standing on the mountain rock suddenly dissipated.

In the valley, only dark pools of water remain, and snakes and scorpions.

A blood-colored miasma filled the air, obscuring everything.

Bang!

This is a sect called "Heavy Hell Gate".

A long bridge of flesh and blood, stretching out of the cave, awaits the arrival of the guests.

On both sides of the long bridge, colorful flowers are in full bloom, extremely gorgeous, and one by one ghost servants are holding a white flower basket, pruning the leaves on it, setting off the entire sect to the fullest.

Colorful feathered birds, flying in the clouds, rolling up the wind, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing, sometimes appearing, sometimes sounding a clear sound.

There is also a human-skin puppet, busy in the square, arranging various arrangements.

One corpse puppet after another, at a very fast speed, piled up one stone after another into hills.

Many monks, or stepping on the clouds of yin corpses, or driving various coffins, or driving various flying boats, played one after another in mid-air, and the scene was chaotic with an order.

On the side of the Si Hong clan, they were even more excited, and many direct disciples spared no effort to patrol around, and even some people, even doing it themselves, used spells to resolve this crisis.

Just as they were busy with their work, the majestic mountain suddenly bloomed with a brilliant golden light.

Two figures, emerging out of thin air, stood in the void, their clothes fluttering.

One is Zhan Wuji, and the other is "Fu Poor".

In an instant, the entire sect sensed it, and those elders and elders who had not yet retreated directly unfolded their bodies, flew into the air near the two of them, and bowed in unison: "See Patriarch Fuxi!" ”

"Meet Your Highness!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and knelt down in unison: "Meet the ancestor!" ”

"Meet the Holy Son!"

In an instant, the huge sect was silent, only the clouds and mist drifted and the breeze blew.