Burning, spreading, like civilization driving out barbarism.

In the light of light and fire, the unknown becomes the known.

The shadows that distorted in the darkness became craggy strange rocks, the tentacles that swayed in the shadows became dry branches, and above the empty and dead sky, the stars shone but moved according to the law, and the sky was high and the sea was wide and had its own laws.

It's changed!

Everything has changed!

The Tree of Light, the Tree of Soul, and the Tree of Divine Consciousness continue to grow taller.

It is like the Pangu giant in the heart, opening up the heavens and the earth.

Yue Buqun stood in the treetops, and became one with the tree.

The Prison Breaking Sword in his hand swiped at will, and there was a roar between heaven and earth.

Bang!

The dark curtain of the key to the door exploded layer by layer.

The original solid cover is actually as light as a veil at the moment.

Thick and thin, fragile and tough, in this place of the heart, in fact, is just a thought.

The key to the door used Yue Buqun's past to bury infinite darkness in the depths of his soul and plant a thick barrier.

But when the light is born by itself, whether it is a high position or a slight humility in the world, there is no time to shake this heart and this reason.

These have the premise of being dispelled.

Wang Shouren··· Wang Yangming's sentence just played a finishing touch.

Yue Buqun was reborn and has been chasing power with various means and methods, even if he has changed a lot of ways to deal with people, but the pursuit of the core has not changed, and his admiration for power has increased day by day.

When he turned the blade of his sword and slashed himself, not hesitating to drop two major energy levels, his realm actually really tended to be complete.

The unity of action and knowledge, but we must use our hearts to have a place of light and a place to persevere.

It doesn't mean that if you want to act recklessly, you will follow the same action in action.

That's the Devil's Way.

It's just a pretense of the words of a saint.

Tony Stark's voices, once again, were heard through the device.

kept shouting Yue Buqun's name and talking to him all kinds of things.

Like rainbows, it lights up the sky.

Yue Buqun's heart was warm, and the sword light in his hand was even hotter.

The key to the door reappeared, the crystal ball on his face distorting the light, and began to flicker in the light of his face.

didn't say anything cruel to Yue Buqun anymore, or continued to talk about it.

None of this means anything to Him.

If language is not meant to serve a purpose, it would be a waste for Him to say one more word.

He's going to run!

Yue Buqun's heart had gradually been occupied by the fire of civilization, and this was no longer a place where he could wreak havoc.

If a 'plan' fails, he can choose another target as long as he runs fast enough.

Time is not an issue.

As long as you don't reach the end of time.

Presence is not a problem.

As long as there is a fear of time and space, a fear of nothingness, He will be eternal.

He doesn't really 'die', he just changes.

If he was buried by Yue Buqun with his heart, then perhaps outside of countless time and space, a new key to the door would be born, slowly accumulating strength in the void.

But countless years later, the key to the door that reappeared was not him at this moment.

They are just similar.

Bang!

A crack opened in Yue Buqun's eyebrows.

The scorching flames erupted from the center of his eyebrows, freezing time and space.

It's not the eye, it's the spirit, it's the blood, it's the soul, it's the faith.

What is Bloodline?

In Chinese mythology, there are many ancient gods, that is, ancient ancestors and ancestors.

They are not untouchable, they are not fabricated at will.

They have a distinct personality that is both mythologized and retains human qualities.

In everyone's body, there is the blood of the ancestors and the blood of the gods.

It is not a metaphysical force, it is not a bloodline in an intuitive sense, it is not something that can be seen or touched directly.

It is the inheritance of civilization and culture.

It is an imprint that is rooted in the soul.

It is a spirit and belief that has been passed down orally from generation to generation.

It is where we come from and where we belong.

When we long, respect, admire, and trust from the bottom of our hearts, we can feel warmth and strength when we embrace them.

The ancient and surging, profound and profound Chinese civilization has been silently guarding its descendants and has never given up.

Only such a civilization can give birth to 'the poor who are good alone, and the good will help the world'.

Only such a civilization can water out 'do your best and die'.

As long as this kind of civilization can we create 'a strong man who offends me, even if he is far away, he will be punished'.

As long as such a civilization can burst out in the desperate situation of mountains and rivers and the desperate countercurrent of the collapse of Vientiane, 'Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning'.

The true God has been guarding the country, the people, and the people he prefers.

She should not be omnipotent, because she will not deprive the people of the impetus to move forward.

She should not be omniscient, because she respects everyone's life and life, and does not limit them to known destinies.

She should not be on top of us, because she is all around us, she is the mother, the river, the land, the teacher, the mountain, the sea, the forest, the lake, the meadow... The endless wheat fields, the sparks that lit high, and the winding roads.

God is our fathers, our ancestors, ourselves, and our children.

Some people are looking for the Garden of Eden, and we are building the South Gate of Heaven ourselves.

The cognition has been determined, and the concept has been established.

We don't need to be unnecessarily afraid of the endless nothingness, but stand on the land where our ancestors lived, continue to nurture our descendants as our fathers raised us, and irrigate those familiar stories, those subtle customs, and those things that I look at as subtle and unsearchable, as an incomparable 'divine power', in the souls of those who come after us.

The firelight is all over the field.

Cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are all scattered.

Whoa...

The locked key to the door, the crystal ball on his body, began to shatter one by one.

The starlight that originally flowed was dripping out like pus and blood.

In other words, those are just something similar to blood, just fear and the unknown, magnifying them to the height of the galaxy and the universe.

God's way of expressing power stems from the limits of people's thinking.

Then, how can the universe, which even humans cannot truly understand, really be shaken by God?

It's just a fox and a fake tiger!

"Ahh

"Why?" The key to the door questioned.

He doesn't understand!

He doesn't understand.

In the depths of Yue Buqun's heart, why could such a huge and majestic power burst out.

It was unimaginable, beyond His understanding.

Although he only acted on instinct, even instinct traveled through time and space, performing countless calculations.

Even with the intervention of those powerful, ancient oriental saints, he was able to retreat with his whole body, instead of being cocooned.

"Don't you understand?"

"You've miscalculated a necessary factor."

"You've always underestimated someone... Or a group of people! Yue Buqun muttered.

The mobile phone that communicated Wang Ye's soul appeared in Yue Buqun's hand, and then quietly dispersed.

Da Ri Rulai planted a mark on Yue Buqun's body, intending to find an opportunity to replace him, so later Yue Buqun would unconsciously favor the sun and light, and become the ninth energy level of the sun god culture.

Yuan Shi Tianzun left a mark on Yue Buqun's body, intending to point him at the right time, this may be the cause, and the inheritance and help that Yue Buqun continues to receive from the Dao Sect is the effect, the cause and effect are reversed, but it is natural.

The key to the door was marked on his body, and it was necessary to completely revive it from his body, so Yue Buqun was able to obtain the favor of time and space in the early stage, and in the middle and late stages, he had the qualification to control all things.

Everything is traceable.

Although it is not denied that Yue Buqun's own efforts and cultivation, there are some things that have long been destined in the dark.

Just like some people's genes, the advantages given by nature, such as being strong, such as being tall, such as handsome and beautiful, and such as being intelligent.

They are certainly themselves, but those excellent talents also come from the ancestors who gave them this gene.

And Wang Ye also dug up the things that existed in his soul to Yue Buqun, so that Yue Buqun touched the throbbing that did not belong to him.

Although different worlds, different time and space, the same ancestor, the same civilization.

They are different, but they are the same.

They meet in otherwise impossible places, forming a unique resonance.

That's right, Yue Buqun will not be ashamed to deny this now.

"Disperse!"

"It's time for me to go back!" Yue Buqun said, just waved his hand.

The whole world was first covered in fire, and then it was completely purified.

All the lost powers and abilities have begun to return, and even in terms of time and space and control over all things, there has been a considerable increase.

Obviously, although the key to the door was erased by Yue Buqun in the bottom world of his soul, some of the things he left behind were not dispelled, but purified by the homeopathic situation and integrated into Yue Buqun's bones and blood.

To cut out the past is not to deny the past.

It's like admitting mistakes and correcting them, rather than denying and forgetting them.

When a mistake is corrected, the power of the mistake is also power.

Of course, for these, Yue Buqun didn't care so much at this moment.

Strength is only a tool for practicing the Tao.

Like Confucius, Mencius, and Wang Yangming in many worlds, they don't have that kind of extraordinary power, but they are all immortal.

Beyond the heights of mythology.

Conceptual unity in countless worlds has been achieved.

In the quiet room, Yue Buqun opened his eyes and looked at the large group of people gathered around him.

At a glance, the people he was close to were basically here.

Ning Zhong even took his son and stayed by his side, holding his palm tightly, as if he was holding the whole world tightly.

Yue Buqun's world is an endless world of heavens.

Ning Zhongze's world is just him... Yue Buqun.

Handing Ning Zhongze an apologetic look, Yue Buqun said to everyone: "Thank you!" I can find time out of my busy schedule to help me get out of trouble... ”

"Alright, Master! Don't be polite, it's very hypocritical... Let's get practical. Wang Ye patted Yue Buqun's shoulder very unruly, and said with a big grin on the side.

Such behavior attracted Wang Yu's angry eyes.

During the time when Yue Buqun was unconscious and was playing with the key to the door in his heart, Wang Ye and Wang Yu had known each other for a long time, and there were some small frictions for the sake of the name of 'senior brother'.

The main thing is that Wang Ye is grinding, and Wang Yu secretly said, 'I wipe'.

"What do you want actually?" Yue Buqun smiled very kindly, not hypocritical at all.

Wang Ye's hairs stood on end, and he shivered.

"Ahh Why don't you have a barbecue or something? I've been coveting your Dragon Valley stuff for a long time. Wang Ye said the words that were originally on his lips in a different way.

Originally, he was just making an excuse, but when he said it, he was really a little greedy.

As a traditional Chinese man, in addition to staying poor, he had the idea of giving anything he could possibly eat.

Of course, what you can't eat doesn't necessarily mean you can't eat it.

For example, there is a dish called 'Tsudiu', which is made mainly of pebbles.

Tony snapped his fingers: "This is easy, everyone follow me, go to me, yachts, pools, islands and even Sky Fortress, I can easily get it, I guarantee that everyone is satisfied." ”

Yue Buqun shook his head: "No need! I'm here... ”

As he spoke, Yue Buqun's expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

Yue Buqun frowned and said, "It's really... Impatient. ”

"As soon as the key to the door failed, they couldn't help but come and demolish the house."

"Oh? Looks like we're in big trouble! Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his palms excitedly, not looking like he was afraid of trouble.

The ominous gods are about to launch an attack on the big world after the fusion of the gold system.

To pierce the prison marks in the sky is to scratch the face of the world, which is still relatively intact.

The faint red mark was about to turn into a door leading directly to purgatory.

Not one, not even ten.

Yue Buqun looked across the sky, and at a cursory glance, there were at least a hundred.

And behind the group of ominous gods, there are at least one or two breaths, no weaker than the key to the door.

"Do you want us to shake people up?" Tony asked cautiously.

He is not an ordinary person, his eyes can see far away, although he is not as clear as Yue Buqun's vision, but a vague glance makes him feel trembling all over his body and can't help but tremble.

These people alone are not able to withstand it.

Other group members also cast the same looks.

Obviously, if Yue Buqun needed it, most of them would summon the top combat forces they recognized and come to support.

For example, Jiang Jianshen, if she found Yuan Shi Xiaomeng, it would indeed be quite fierce, and she would probably be able to withstand at least one existence equivalent to the key to the door of the complete body.

"No!" Yue Buqun exhaled deeply.

Then he said: "This is a protracted war, and there is no need to rush it." ”

"Civilization and barbarism, cognition and the unknown, this is a long game, and it has just begun."

After saying that, Yue Buqun flickered and left the quiet room.

Standing on the top of Mount Hua, he held the mother box that had been fused many times.

Endless abilities poured into the mother box, and then, under his super talent for time and space, he positioned a fairly suitable position.

It was not disturbed for the time being, neither too far away from the forces of the ominous gods, but also not too close, neither penetrating into the edge of the Three Realms Great Universe or other powerful universes, but also not completely losing the direction of retreat.

Obviously, he will neither be born in peace nor die in sorrow.

It not only maintains its independence, but also does not lack room and room for development.

In the void, there was a cold concussion.

The teleportation energy emitted by the mother box was interrupted.

Then, an endless stream of dark elements poured down from the pitch-black universe unscrupulously, and in an instant, they were about to fill the entire world.

The end is coming, and there is no appointment.

In an instant, that is, destruction.

Syllable!

The world vanished like nothing.

A terrifying, weird, and distorted figure appeared in the original location of the Golden World.

Terrible willpower, inch by inch, swept through the cracks of space.

And then they found nothing.

Soon after, the ominous gods dispersed.

It's business as usual, but it's all different.

·······

At an immeasurable distance of time and space, a huge world suddenly turned.

Yue Buqun looked at the broken and withered mother box in his hand, and let it turn into fine sand and disappear on the top of the mountain.

In that moment, Yue Buqun jumped through time and space, dragging the mother box and himself when he just woke up, completing a swap.

Under the cover of the huge energy impact, his little tricks of playing with time and space were not noticed.

As a result, the preparation time required to activate the mother box was hidden by Yue Buqun under the catticity of time and space.

As a consequence of this, the mother box crashes and is no longer available.

But the world is completely safe!

The prison marks cut across the sky, shallow faded, and dissipated like red clouds.

Ning Zhong flew to the top of the mountain and stood beside Yue Buqun.

"Senior brother! Want to eat? Ning Zhong asked Yue Buqun.

She didn't ask if things were resolved, or what the future would hold.

Yue Buqun nodded: "I'm hungry!" I want to eat the braised fish made by my sister! ”

Ning Zhong heard this, his pretty face was slightly red, and he thought of the former masterpiece.

But he agreed: "Okay! ”

Then he flicked his sleeves and left on the light rainbow.

Yue Buqun smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking into the distance, looking at the world he was, existed, thought, thought, loved, and hated.

All the magnificent waves have turned into smoke and rain in mountains and lakes.

All swords and swords are like a cool breeze in the night.

The young man crossed the sword and lifted the horse, roaring the mountains and rivers.

The middle-aged sat in the solemn hall and watched the world.

The elderly live in the mountain temple at dusk, knocking on the wooden fish.

The rivers and mountains outside the mountains are infinitely good, and the rivers and lakes in the world are reincarnated.

(End of chapter)