"He years."

"If I am a Dao Ancestor."

Lu Xuan closed his eyes and said the same to Taiyi.

Taiyi had violent heart palpitations, and he couldn't wait for a moment, gobbling up, swallowing dates, and forcibly swallowing the remaining part of Lu Xuan, to merge the two into one, to make up for himself, to

Detached!

He did it.

He swallowed Lu Xuan.

But he wasn't detached.

"Why?"

Taiyi stood in the immeasurable chaos, sighed, questioned, and looked towards the beginning of Sui Gu, where the original peach tree stood turned into a peaceful Taoist, sitting quietly.

The Taoist looks ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary, gentle excesses, and treats everything equally.

It's Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan asked softly:

"Taiyi, do you know why you don't go into detachment?"

"Why?"

The corners of Taiyi's mouth were still dripping with Lu Xuan's blood, gritting his teeth, and asked word by word.

The Taoist stretched a lazy waist on Yujing Mountain and said with a smile:

"You've already devoured me, haven't you? What you lack is not the me you just swallowed, but the me who sought the position of Taoist ancestor at the beginning of the ancient times. Do you understand? ”

Taiyi was stunned at first, and then woke up:

"I see, I see"

After a pause, he laughed:

"Then I'll swallow you again, won't I?"

Taiyi's smile became brighter and brighter, and even a little crazy, he strode into the beginning of Suigu, and sank half of Suigu with one foot!

"Come, Lu Xuan, let me swallow you, swallow you! I will eventually become one, you and I will eventually be detached, and we will eventually be together."

As he spoke, he approached, and his huge figure pressed across the top of the beginning of the ancient world, and everything was dark!

"Together. Detachment!! ”

In the roar, the beginning of the ancient world was torn apart.

Also in the roar, in the fragmentation of the beginning of antiquity.

The Taoist raised his head and said in confusion:

"But the problem is."

He put one hand on Taiyi's head at some point, and he didn't see the force, the vision, or the aftermath of the destruction of the world, just a fluttering pressure.

"But the problem is."

"I'm already detached, huh?"

The words fell.

Taiyi was crushed to the size of an ordinary person, and he knelt down in front of the Taoist.

The whole beginning of antiquity fell into a dead silence.

"No, it can't be."

Taiyi raised his head with difficulty, exhaled chaotic qi, and rushed forward.

'Smack! ’

The Taoist slapped him again, smashed him to the ground lightly, his body was shattered, and he died directly, and after an instant recovery, he knelt on the ground again, and his head was bleeding.

"Now, is it possible?"

The Taoist asked softly.

Taiyi gasped for breath, his eyes were a little out of focus, and he didn't understand, why, why.

"I don't believe it."

Taiyi laughed miserably, what he spent two great epochs pursuing, but he was so easily obtained by his own incarnation?

He doesn't believe, he won't believe, he doesn't want to believe.

Taiyi sang loudly, singing a war song from the last era, he had played and sang at the end of the last era, while striking the Dao Fruits, and also hummed lightly in this era.

This is the third time he has sung this ballad, and it is like a broken soul, like a sword and armor, and a thousand armies beating drums.

This tune unexpectedly interweaves a grand scene, a grand scene of Taiyi detachment, domination of everything, and self-esteem!

He pounced forward for the third time, but he didn't have the victory in his hands and was confident, but added a bit of tragedy.

'Smack! ’

The Taoist was still a light slap, and Taiyi was smashed to the ground like a fly.

This time, it took him a long time to heal and recover, and Taiyi, who had come back to life, was completely desperate, quietly maintaining a prostration, motionless.

"Now, do you believe it?"

The Taoist still asked softly.

Taiyi was stunned for a long time, and then he looked up in confusion and nodded his head stiffly:

"I believe it."

The Taoist has a deep gaze:

"Do you have a relationship with me, and I promise you to come with me to transcendence, to return to me, and to witness the scenery of the transcendent realm together, child, would you like it?"

Taiyi raised his head in disbelief, and laughed self-deprecatingly for a long time, how ironic.

He completely lost his heart, knowing that he had no possibility of detachment, but detachment had long been his deepest and deepest obsession

You have to go out into the realm of detachment and take a look at the scenery beyond the sky, no matter what, no matter what

Even if it's as part of someone else.

Taiyi nodded lightly, regaining his tranquility, just like Fu Xi who was just like Fang Cai, he also sighed like the end of the hero.

"Detachment."

He smiled bitterly, stepped forward, gave up everything, and walked into the Taoist body little by little, choosing to be in harmony with him.

The Taoist was silent, and only after Taiyi completely submerged into his own Dao body did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"What a gamble."

Lu Xuan muttered softly, and a party appeared above his head.

Detachment.

He's not detached yet.

Just like the Taiyi who fused with the [Era Wreckage] but could not be transcended, Lu Xuan came from the Taiyi in the end, even if he became the [Dao Ancestor], but because he was not perfect, he could not transcend.

There were only three palms, and each palm did his best, even at the expense of his own origin, after three palms, even Lu Xuan now was exhausted, and he would wave seven or eight palms again.

But for now.

The more confident and conceited people are, the more likely they are to despair, such as Taiyi.

Lu Xuan quietly felt the rhyme of [perfection], and felt the baptism of the position of [Dao Ancestor],

After countless years,

He reshaped the realms and laid the foundation for the eight realms, with the help of three masters and Niangniang, who went through nine cycles before and after, and laid many secret hands

Finally.

Finally today.

At the same time, the entire Epoch Times rumbled, and the overall course of the years had reached the [end], and the entire Epoch Times was also sliding towards the [end].

In other words, the epoch is coming to an end.

"Xiao Lu."

On Yujing Mountain, the girl spoke softly, Lu Xuan looked sideways, and smiled gently at her:

"Xiao Yan, I won't be waiting for too long."

"Hmm!"

Xiao Yan nodded vigorously, just as in the past.

Lu Xuan calmed down, and did not open the door of detachment for the first time, he didn't know what the situation was like after detachment, before detachment, he needed .

Reinvent everything.

In fact, at this moment, Lu Xuan, whether to open the door of detachment or not, there is no longer much significance, he has far exceeded the boundary of [Dao Fruit], after assimilating Taiyi, beheading [Near-Transcendent] is only like slaughtering a pig and slaughtering a dog.

If you go back to the past,

Da Luo looked at him like a beast in the mountains and forests looking at the majestic peak;

Dao Guo looked at him, like a tiny firefly peeking at the glorious sun above his head;

And those who are close to detachment look at him, they are like grasshoppers in the dust, to steal the vast blue sky.

None of them can see their [whole], and none of them can see Lu Xuan's [whole].

Dao Ancestor Fruit Position reverberates, he is on the same level as [Era], or one foot is in the realm of detachment, and one foot is in the Era.

After a long time, Lu Xuan Shi Ran got up, stretched his waist, stared at the grand scene of the collapse of the Epoch Era, and listened to the rumble of the destruction of all things,

He stretched out a hand and gently clenched it, encapsulating the entire beginning of Sui Gu in his palm.

At the same time, the Epoch Era came to an end, the chaos dissipated, the Hongmeng was blurred, time, space, and the Daos all lost their meaning, and everything lost its concept.

Only Lu Xuan remained, standing alone in the absolute [nothing], holding the beginning of the Sui Gu in his hand.

He was just about to rebuild everything, but his color suddenly changed, and the top of his head shook violently beyond the door, and he opened the hole on his own, but was suppressed by Lu Xuan's slap.

Lu Xuan didn't want to be detached yet.

At least not at this moment of detachment.

He did his best to suppress the detachment, but he had no strength to do anything else.

After a moment of silence, Lu Xuan smiled:

"People, you can't forget your roots."

He silently urged [Incarnate Everything] to find the identity he had lost, the identity called [Qingxuan], and at the same time found [Fuxi] by the way.

It's just that this time, Lu Xuan is not Fu Xi, but Fu Xi is Lu Xuan.

In other words, today's Fuxi is an incarnation of him.

"Go ahead."

Lu Xuan smiled and bowed, Fu Xi also stood in the absolute [nothing], and nodded slowly,

He glanced back at the remnants of the Second Age that were gradually dispersing,

Immediately silently spread out his hand, a picture scroll unfolded, it was the Hetu Luo book, as soon as Fu appeared, in this absolute [nothing], the first ray of light was emitted.

Fuxi, wanting to open the sky with a painting.

However, as soon as that ray of light appeared, it was extremely unstable, and soon collapsed, and the [Open Heaven] also failed.

Lu Xuan frowned, most of his strength was used to hold down the detachment door, and he couldn't distinguish too much from [Open Heaven],

And this [Open Heaven] is not the other Open Heaven, whether it is the opening of the second master in the past, or the reenactment of the opening of the sky after he sat on the throne of Yuqing,

In essence, they are all based on the most important part of the era, based on Hongmeng, and breaking new ground.

And at this moment, the Second Age is completely over, and the current [Open Heaven] is actually it

Open [Era].

Fuxi is not enough.

Lu Xuan's thought moved, and a figure walked out of his body, it was Pangu.

Pangu Daoist held a giant axe in his hand and stood beside Fu Xi, Fu Xi opened the sky with a painting, and Pangu opened the ground with an axe, but still failed.

"Again."

Lu Xuan held the beginning of Sui Gu with one hand, pressed the detachment door with the other, and muttered to himself solemnly, and the third figure walked out of his body, which was already in harmony with him and had become a part of his Taiyi.

Fuxi, Pangu, and Taiyi stand side by side,

Fu Xi unfolded the painting scroll for the third time, and a ray of light emerged, illuminating the absolute [nothing], and the clear brilliance flickered and faded.

The Pangu Daoist raised the axe, his eyes widened angrily, and he slashed down, and the axe cut a gap between the absolute [nothing], and thick and heavy things flowed in it.

Finally, the One

Taiyi stood quietly in [nothing], side by side with Fuxi and Pangu, with his hands around, and a drop of mysterious water was born in his arms, and the water fell, breaking the light and the axe [nothing], completely knocking it away!

A piece of heaven emerged, and a piece of land also appeared.

The sky is above, the earth is below, the sky is Hongmeng, and the earth is chaotic.

[Fuxi, a painting opens the sky, yin and yang exist, gossip is born, and everything comes true. 】

[Pangu, an axe, turbidity, black and white, everything is muddy. 】

[Too much life water, water anti-auxiliary Taiyi, is to become a day; The heavens are anti-Taiyi, and they are made into the earth. 】

Lu Xuan's three incarnations work together, each has its own strengths, and Hongmeng is the first judge.

"Go on, go on."

The rudimentary condensation of the third great epoch is different from the chaos of the second era before Hongmeng, this era, the upper is Hongmeng, and the lower is chaos.

Fu Xi started yin and yang gossip again, under Hongmeng and above chaos, tearing a line.

Pangu walked into the line, raised it with his hands, stepped on it with his feet, and roared like thunder, forcibly opening this line.

Then, this line turned into the [Great Heaven and Earth], and Pangu fell into it, his limbs turned into four poles, and his torso turned into a pillar of heaven.

In the end, Taiyi, still holding a grain of water, under the moistness, the [concept] of existence emerged.

"Since then, Fu Xi has been in charge of Hongmeng, Taiyi has been in chaos, Pangu has lived in heaven and earth, standing up to the heavens and the earth, and leveling the four poles."

Lu Xuan issued a decree from heaven, dug out the innate fundamental great sun and innate fundamental Taiyin in his eyes, threw it into the great heaven and earth, and turned it into yin and yang!

Xiao Huo'er lay in the congenital root sun and was conceived, and Xiao Xihe also slept peacefully in the congenital root Taiyin.

Lu Xuan's expression became solemn, and now it was the last step.

He stretched out his left hand and slowly, slowly placed the beginning of Sui Gu under Hongmeng, above Chaos, and in heaven and earth.

At the first moment of the fall of the ancient times, there was a time.

An inch of time was derived, and then gradually expanded, and finally turned into a vast river, which runs throughout.

At the beginning of the Sui Dynasty, which was destroyed by Taiyi, he lay peacefully on the top of the long river of time and swam in it, the big sun fell into it, the sun and the moon fell into it, and the sun and the moon became.

Lu Xuan waved his hand again, and at the beginning of the 84,000 Dao Falling into the Ancient Age, everything began to be truly derived, no longer just a [concept].

In the first shadow, Emperor Xudu sat up straight;

The first piece of dirt rolled, and Zhen Yuanzi looked up blankly from inside;

The first wisp blew, and Kunpeng yawned, like waking up from a big dream;

In the first drop of water, the ancestral dragon opened his eyes groggily and looked around in confusion, looking for traces of the deceased;

Within the heavenly dome, Haotian of Hedao peeled out, and his breath was mild;

Under the earth, Houtu regained his senses, looking left and right;

Out of the soil grew a peculiar tree, with seven branches, on which bodhi fruit bore fruit, and out of the fruit grew a bodhi;

When the concept of Buddha was born, a great monk named Amitabha also jumped out of this concept;

A peacock appeared on the earth, and the peacock was leaning against the Seven Treasures Tree, pecking at its feathers in the light of the Buddha and becoming the mother of the Buddha;

And in Hongmeng above the big world, an old man yawned, at the beginning of the ancient times in the big world, the middle-aged man who had been sleeping for many years stretched his waist, and the drowsy chaos under the big world, the young man rubbed his nose and got up with a smile.

At the top of Yujing Mountain, beside Xiao Yan, a beautiful woman came from nowhere, unlike others, she seemed to have lost her memory, just looked around blankly, put her little hand to her lips, and muttered:

"Who am I?"

"Should I be called Wa?"

The woman nodded vigorously, her eyes clear:

"Yes, my name is Wa! I'm called Wa! ”

She danced happily.

At this point, the new era has finally come to pass, and the old people have come out one after another.

Lu Xuan watched all this quietly, a gentle smile appeared on his face, but he became tired again, glanced at the detachment from the door, and finally couldn't resist it, and gently let go of his hand.

Detached from the door, the hole slowly opened.

"I see."

He sighed.

(The ending of the next chapter, if you write it quickly, it should be at zero o'clock!) ）

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