In the palace of the temple, the beautiful and beautiful Our Lady of the West looked at this scene with great interest, with a comfortable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"My sister is very interested. "Shang Yang Divine and Qin Yuan Divine are also watching from the sidelines, but Qin Yuan Divine has been silent and does not say a word, but Shang Yang Divine has all thoughts.

The Holy Mother of the West King smiled lightly, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes: "After these long years, I finally faintly felt the human touch in West Kunlun. ”

"Human touch?" Shang Yang Shen chewed, thinking, "What is that?"

"I don't know. Our Lady of the West was slightly apologetic, but she really couldn't explain this.

"It's just that someone said it at the beginning, and I asked it the same way, and he said to me at the time that when I feel it, I will be able to understand. ”

She looked at the scene in front of her, where there were thousands of pictures, there were women with hammers in their hands, looking for someone to fight, there were teenagers in the sand, there were a group of boys drawing a simple battle platform and fighting on it, and there were young men and girls standing on trees, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, and whispering.

There are elders who explain the truth to the juniors, there are hot-blooded young people who are angry at the crown, and there are middle-aged monks who return with their prey.

All of this fell in the eyes of the Holy Mother of the West King, which made her look a little admired.

"They are different from us, we are inherently sacred, we seem to stand too high, and now we can't go down because of our cultivation here. ”

"They are also different from the three tribes of the flood and wilderness, and they are forced to dominate heaven and earth. Shang Yang Shen continued: "It is indeed a different meaning. ”

The Great War that the Emperor said was getting closer and closer, and many monks were making final preparations, and in order to improve their strength, they had to give up some long-term interest plans at this critical moment.

Everyone was nervously preparing, and Emperor Dihong was no exception.

On this day, a young monk with a clear glow came to the mountains of the two realms of the Earth Immortal Realm.

He looked at the north opposite from afar, where the black clouds covered the infinite heaven and earth, but there was no trace of worry between his eyebrows, but a kind of indifference, as if the other party's momentum could not let him take it to heart.

"Rahu, don't let me down......"

With such a close distance, if you dare to call the name of Rahu Demon Ancestor, you will be a Hongjun Taoist.

It's just that now he didn't come with the law of Emperor Hongtian, because Emperor Hongtian and Luo Hu can be said to be locked into each other to a certain extent, and some small actions can't hide from each other.

Therefore, this time it is simply Hongjun Dao people traveling.

Hongjun Daoist is Dihong, Dihong is not Hongjun Daoist. The young man Hongjun thought so, and then he shook off the dust and walked leisurely towards the mountain.

On the top of the Two Realms Mountain, the passage of the Two Realms has long been closed, but Hongjun Daoist didn't care, he smiled slightly, the young monk opened his palm, and a jade butterfly with a clear body slowly flew out, and the young Hongjun stretched out his hand and lightly touched it.

In an instant, the surrounding time and space distorted slightly, and the figure of Hongjun Daoist quickly faded away.

The desolate universe, the top of the two realms.

A slender young man in fine clothes is standing side by side with a little girl, overlooking the changes in the entire desolate land.

The two of them were watching the first monk in the Flood Desolate Universe to advance to the Golden Immortal Realm since the Five Decay Tribulations of Heaven and Man.

It was too difficult to be promoted to Golden Immortal.

Like Ye Ang's trumpet, in the earth immortal realm, there are resources that are open to supply, there is more than one sub-saint five heavens of great power to guide, and there are many examples of the golden immortal for his own reference, and he is in the heaven and earth catastrophe to run the earth immortal realm, and he is extremely talented, even so, it took him tens of thousands of years to form the top three flowers, frame the five qi in the abdomen, and the gods are clear, casting the golden pill in one fell swoop, and achieving the golden immortal realm.

And in today's desolate universe, the cultivation environment is really a handful of tears.

There are five decays and tribulations of heaven and man, and there are treacherous veins below, and the earth's qi fluctuates from time to time, and devastating disasters will occur at every turn.

Not only that, but even the operation of the vitality between heaven and earth seems to have become obscure, and the cultivation is becoming more and more difficult.

On the other hand, the entire desolate land, because it was too wide, it was difficult for the Da Luo Jin Immortal to quickly cross the air, not to mention that the Jin Immortal couldn't even make a spatial jump, and he could fly to the earth and the sky when he flew slowly.

Therefore, in the desolate land, the cultivation speed of the monks who have no one to guide them to practice can be imagined.

Those forces that have not left behind the inheritance method are like this, and they do not know what kind of path they have deviated on the path of cultivation, and they have no hope of promotion for a long time.

And those forces that have the inheritance method are not having a good time, without the guidance of the upper echelons, these guys can only follow their own understanding.

If you understand it wrongly, then it is really biased, and if you understand it correctly, it is not good, because of the drastic changes in the environment of heaven and earth, some cultivation methods are no longer very suitable, so they are stuck in a certain place, and they cannot move forward for a long time.

No, after almost a calamity, only a monk can be sharpened into a golden immortal monk.

"Over the past 6.4 billion years, many monk tribes and forces have made slow progress carrying the five decays of heaven and man, although they still have some inheritance left at the beginning, but now, after many internal struggles and various natural and man-made disasters, in fact, many inheritances have been cut off, even if they have been handed down, I don't know what they have been misinterpreted. ”

"Even if there are many means to inherit among those big forces, but now they have no corresponding means, and they can't even take out those inheritances. ”

"For example, the three tribes. ”

Beichen Daoren's tone was low, and he said slowly: "After a long time, the civilization developed in the desolate land has actually been very different from the previous civilization, like you Xi Kunlun and the three clans are okay, at least the name has not changed, those smaller inheritances, even the name has been changed, and there are even some of them, and the blessed land of the mountain gate has been occupied by other forces." ”

"Now on the desolate land, there are only some ancient legends, and in fact, the things before the tribulation have been blurred and plausible. ”

Beside him, Xiao Yang Hui, a little girl in a golden red lotus robe, stood with her hands in her hands, standing in the waist-high void of the Beichen Daoist, her little face was indifferent and majestic, and she was like a bearing.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Beichen Daoren, and said a little strangely: "How do I think that sometimes, the tone and way you speak always make me feel familiar?"

Beichen Daoist was slightly stunned, and his face showed a thoughtful look, "Is there one?"

Then he shook his head and didn't delve into the question: "You and I have been getting along for a while, and it's not surprising to have this sense of familiarity. ”

Xiao Yang bowed slightly, and then looked solemn: "However, I want to know, what do you want to express after saying so much, in the final analysis." ”

Beichen Daoist turned his head, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, handsome and extraordinary, like the rising sun, and like the bright moon in the sky.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have any opinions about you, I just want to make a small suggestion, if you go to Xikunlun to preach in the future, can you not be blind to me. ”

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, "Last time, I taught them the method of cultivation, you came to persuade me, evolution makes sense, many forces actually want to see if the latecomers can walk out of the new path, let me not guide them to practice." ”

"I think it makes sense, so I won't guide the cultivation, but look at it, the entire Kunlun Divine Realm, a huge place, without the sub-saint quasi-saint, information can't be circulated, and these remnant tribes of the Divine Kingdom are about to go to war now, how can I still sit still?"

Tips: Enter "Panda Literature" in the search engine, you can find this site, thank you.

Chapter 262: Beichen