Hirakawa reflects the night sky under the sky,

It is difficult for mayflies to reach the sky.

River tide sea view fairy pavilion,

Confucianism and Taoism do not transform into gods......

Su Mokut sat in front of the bamboo building and looked up at the sky. The stars shining in the sky seemed to be singing about the four kinds of human despair on the path of cultivation.

Su Mo's intelligence reminded him of the price of turning into a god that the strange man said back then, and he thought of the strange man's loneliness.

The price of Confucianism and Taoism is about to come out, and the price of the strange man's transformation into a god is his entire sect.

Because the stranger's life is tied up in the sect......

And compared to the fact that it took hundreds of years for the Confucian saint to become a god, it made Su Mo already determine the price of Confucianism and Taoism in his heart.

The Confucian saint was not waiting for his fetters to grow old one by one, but could only watch his fetters grow old one by one.

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And what about his Su Mo's fetters? His Su Mo's fetters and the cause and effect of his body were too heavy.

As the weirdo says, the price... Su Mo couldn't afford it......

Su Mo turned into a god, like a mayfly ascending to the sky. It's not that it's difficult, it's hopeless.

"Avatar, avatar."

Su Mo shook his head, stood up, and stood against the wind, his expression calm.

In fact, Su Mo can also not be a god. In addition to his cultivation, he also has the body of the Protoss.

This god is not another god, the monk turns into a god, and he is an immortal god who has faded into mortals.

But the Protoss is the chosen one, the favor of heaven and earth......

One is cultivation, and the other is bloodline.

If you don't turn into a god and concentrate on letting the body of the god grow up, you may not be able to override the heavens and the earth.

It's a pity that Su Mo is just a young god, the Protoss has a long lifespan, and his growth is naturally extremely slow, so Su Mo can't afford to wait.

If it was a cultivation body, Su Mo would not need to cultivate at all. Take the Void Beast back to the outside of the realm and find a star to sleep. Maybe tens of thousands of years later, Su Mo will be an adult god clan.

But at that time, the nine heavens and ten earths were still the nine heavens and ten earths that Su Mo knew?

Will the things that Su Mo is pursuing still be there at that time?

There is a little girl waiting for Su Mo in the lower reaches of the long river. There are still many senior sisters waiting for him in the nine heavens and ten places. There are still thousands of people in the Ninth Realm watching him.

"You're carrying too much...... Du Pingsheng sat in the bamboo building and sighed, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

Du Pingsheng's expression showed a trace of regret, and he shook his head as if he was a little self-blaming.

"It's a pity that I can't help you anything other than alchemy."

In an instant, Du Pingsheng seemed to be much older again, with white hair fluttering with a little vicissitudes......

A cool breeze blew and blew into Su Mo's heart, causing a trace of ripples.

Suddenly, the power of the Ninth Realm's national fortune on Su Mo's body seemed to move involuntarily.

Su Mo closed his eyes, and a void consciousness separated from Su Mo's divine thoughts, and galloped towards heaven and earth, merging into nothingness.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land...... But this is separated from the power of the ninth realm's national fortune, and for some reason it can still have a trace of contact with Su Mo.

Su Mo's consciousness was in a trance, and under the traction of the power of national fortune, he returned to the ninth realm.

......

On Daoxuan Mountain, there are all kinds of waste waiting to be revived.

Daohua stood in the pavilion on the mountain behind Daoxuan Mountain, looking at the two masters and masters who disliked each other, and shook his head helplessly.

One dislikes the other party for being too impatient, and the other dislikes the other party for being too leisurely.

And Dao Hua, under the kind teaching of the two, is not impatient or leisurely, and directly puts it bad.

"What is Immortal Cultivation?" Dao Hua pursed his lips, "Happiness is my pursuit!" ”

"I'm the brother of the Ninth Realm Human Emperor, when my brother comes back, just give me a seat to sit on......

Su Mo's consciousness suddenly descended on the back mountain of Daoxuan Mountain under the traction of the power of national fortune.

I found that Dao Hua's cultivation had already crossed the knot pill and reached the realm of the Yuan Infant at some point.

It's just that consciousness is nothing, and they can't see him.

A breeze blew, and the leaves swayed with Su Mo's thoughts......

Dao Hua trembled violently, as if he felt something, he looked up at the void violently, and muttered to himself:

"Su Mo?"

Su Mo's consciousness was like a gust of wind, and before he could say anything, it blew into the distance......

......

The Demon Sect Mountain Gate was silent with a hint of restlessness.

In a side hall, Cheng An'an rushed to the realm with his eyes closed, but his breath was chaotic, and his face was full of endless pain.

In front of Cheng An'an was the anxious and helpless Demon Sect Sect Master Cheng Hongye, Cheng Hongye watched Cheng An'an's aura become more and more violent, and a trace of chagrin flashed on his face.

"How's it going?"

An elderly woman came to the side hall tremblingly, glanced at Cheng An'an's painful look, and turned her head to look at Cheng Hongye.

"There is a problem with her inheritance power, she is too anxious to improve her cultivation, but her cultivation is not enough to be eaten by the inheritance power, and she is still struggling......" Cheng Hongye stared at Cheng An'an worriedly, and said to the old ancestor.

The Demon Sect Ancestor frowned and sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"Why is she in such a hurry? Didn't you say it a long time ago, don't you touch that inheritance until Yuanying? ”

Cheng Hongye smiled bitterly and shook his head...... What else could it be.

If she hadn't wanted to go out of the realm to find that young man as soon as possible, how could she be so desperate?

It's just that the world is blocked, and even if she does, how can she get out?

"This stupid child......" Old Ancestor shook his head and sighed, "I can only pray that she will survive this catastrophe on her own, and we will not be able to help her." ”

Cheng Anan continued to want to dissolve the power of inheritance, and the more anxious she was to fuse this power of inheritance, the stronger the backlash of the power of inheritance became.

Cheng An'an's face looked painful, and all kinds of brilliance were chaotic.

The breath is getting more and more messy, and it looks like it is about to collapse......

Suddenly, a breeze blew into the side hall, blew on Cheng An'an's cheeks, and raised Cheng An'an's black three thousand green silks......

This breeze is like a spring of soft water, which easily unfolds all kinds of chaos in Cheng An'an, and the slightest mess converges into a river, guiding the power of inheritance into Cheng An'an's Taoism.

Cheng An'an trembled violently, slowly opened his soft eyes, felt the breeze blowing on his face, and opened his mouth: "Su Mo......"

The breeze did not stay, but blew out of the side hall and headed into the distance.

Cheng An'an's eyes flashed with crystal, like a river of spring water, smiling.

"Wait for me ......"

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