The cold and indifferent voice of the contemplator resounded from the Thirty-Three Heavenly Doushi Palace, like the water of the heavenly river overflowing, gradually rippling throughout the immortal world. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

The gods and the immortals have heard of it.

The Heavenly King of the Eastern Holding Kingdom said secretly, "Domineering." ”

He was a little glad in his heart, fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he wouldn't have bumped into the incarnation of the Lord in Nantianmen and suffered from the fish in the pond.

Then he patted the shoulder of Wang Lingguan, who was full of coldness, and said, "I heard that the Zhenwu Emperor went to the lower realm, in fact, you can also go to the lower realm." ”

Wang Lingguan looked puzzled, "I have been ordered by the Emperor to guard the Tongming Hall for a thousand years, how can I go to the lower realm privately?"

The Heavenly King of the Eastern Holding Kingdom couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Thirty-three years later, that is the thirty-three days of the Heavenly Realm, and the Guanzhi will really hit the Lingxiao Palace, how can your brother stop it.

However, he also knew that Wang Lingguan was a straight god, and his duty was to do it, and he would not care about anything else.

That's all I can say.

When the king returned to the South Heavenly Gate, he saw that the North Heavenly Gate was a little swaying on the way, and he took up his mana to look over, only to see that there was a demonic aura in the lower realm of the North Heavenly Gate, and there was a lamp in the demonic qi that would never be extinguished, and the charm was long.

He said to himself: "It's really eventful, obediently, I have to find a way out." ”

On the other side, the thunder Puhua Tianzun led the gods of the thunder department to arrive at the Tushi Palace.

"The ministers are late for the escort, which frightened His Majesty. ”

Da Tianzun's indifferent voice came from the Tushi Palace, "I'm fine, you retreat." ”

The gods such as Thunder Puhua Tianzun hesitated for a moment, and slowly retreated.

In the Tushi Palace, the Great Tianzun snorted coldly at the void, and a fragrance of bamboo leaves was born around it.

This is the bamboo leaf of the purple bamboo forest.

The breeze is rippling, and the bamboo leaves are restricted, like the waves of the bitter sea. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

How can the bamboo leaves of the Zizhu Forest float in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Doushi Palace?

Da Tianzun said coldly: "Guanzi is really everywhere. ”

It turned out that the contemplation of the law was very deep and subtle, and even the Tushi Palace could be soaked in her law.

The sound of contemplation resounded from the void, and it was delicate and moving.

"Taishang is not visible, Lingshan is everywhere, and the poor monks are still far away. ”

Da Tianzun picked up a purple bamboo leaf and asked, "What about him?"

Guan Zizi's voice carried a hint of clarity and a smile, "Now it can be seen that thirty-three years later, it is not lawful. ”

Da Tianzun said in a low voice: "In this way, in thirty-three years, he is still an enemy. ”

"If the Great Heavenly Venerable thinks like this, it will be difficult to fight against him. ”

The fragrance disappeared, and the bamboo leaves fell to the ground without a trace.

Da Tianzun looked at the location of the gossip furnace and was silent.

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The previous time the Lord of the Lord smashed the South Heavenly Gate with one palm, this time the Lord of the Lord turned into the upper realm and took away the Tushi Palace, the prestige that the Great Tianzun had just established was greatly reduced, and although the gods were still loyal, they still questioned the authority of the Great Heavenly Zun.

As for the immortals of the Heavenly Court, there is certainly schadenfreude, but there is also no lack of apprehension, and the Lord acts domineeringly, which seems to be not quite the same as in the past, and he will dominate the Heavenly Court in the future, I don't know if he will become the next Great Heavenly Venerable.

Their fears are justified, after all, whoever sits in that supreme position will become the embodiment of power, not the original.

I think that at the beginning, Da Tianzun was not what it is today.

If the supreme power loses its restraints, it will be like a flooding river of heaven, which will inevitably cause disaster.

The barefoot immortal went to meet the long-eyebrow patriarch in private.

This patriarch, sitting high in the clouds, saw the barefoot immortal coming, launched a cloud, and the barefoot immortal sang a big promise before he sat down and expressed his worries.

He was planning to go to the Netherworld, so he was worried about it.

Hearing this, the long-eyebrow patriarch smiled and said: "How has the Lord of the Views ever changed, as for what the Lord of the Views is like, it is just the opinion of the world." What has changed is the hearts of the world, not the Lord. ”

The barefoot immortal had a little enlightenment and said: "Brother Dao's meaning, it is not our original understanding of the Lord, and it is not right. ”

The patriarch of Changmei said casually: "The immortals in the heavenly realm feathered and soared, mostly because of the power of the Lord. It can be seen that the Lord has preached and solved doubts, but it is just there. It's just that you see mountains instead of mountains, and you see water instead of water. Today, the mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water. ”

The barefoot Great Immortal said: "Brother Dao means that after the Lord ascends to the Heavenly Realm, he should be different from the Great Heavenly Venerable?"

Patriarch Changmei smiled lightly and said: "Heaven and earth have always been one yuan, a total of 120,000 years and 9,600 years.

When the barefoot immortal heard this, he was filled with emotion, "Brother Dao said this, it's really poignant, I don't know if there is a solution?"

The long-eyebrow patriarch shook his head, and the cloud where the barefoot immortal was sitting flew out.

The barefoot immortal looked back again, only to see the white clouds, how could he still find the trace of the long-eyebrow patriarch.

He sighed, and then went to Guanghan Palace, just for the words of the Changmei Patriarch, which hit the most difficult thing in the hearts of the immortals, and they all said that after becoming immortals, they were all at ease, but compared to the eternal avenue, it was just a moment.

In the past, only the Supreme and the Buddha could solve this matter, but now that the Supreme and the Buddha are not there, only the Lord can solve it.

The world still has to go.

After the barefoot immortal left, in the depths of the white clouds, the long-eyebrow Taoist shook his head and sighed, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist, 129,600 years ago, you also asked me this sentence. ”

Under the long eyebrows, the silent eyes were filled with tears.

He couldn't help but say, "One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years later, he will come to me again, why should I cry?"

The long-eyebrow Taoist sighed leisurely.

This realm is a testing ground for great power, and almost all beings in this realm have been imprisoned in this 129,600 years.

Every 129,600 years, I can't count them on one hand.

This year's Emperor Ziwei and Emperor Taishan are lucky.

Emperor Zhenwu also has a chance in the next era.

Only he, after eighteen yuan meetings, still can't see the hope of separation.

This kind of loneliness is also the same with Guanghan.

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In the North Sea of the world, a bright moon slowly rose, illuminating the black mist condensed by demonic energy.

The light was always bright, and it turned out to be the moon.

The sea is silvery white.

The moon is born on the sea, the tide is symbiotic, if there are ink people, it is naturally a great poetry. But at this time, the North Sea is cold and quiet, the seabirds are extinct, and there is no trace of people.

From the dispersing demonic mist, the sea suddenly cut open, spitting out a huge and incomparable vitality, the heavens, the earth, the mountains, the water, the fire, the thunder and all kinds of visions, through these vitality manifestations, a heavy coercion, earth-shattering ghosts and gods, to the world to show its existence.

A black-clothed Taoist with clear eyebrows walked out of the cut sea level with his head scattered, with the bright moon behind him, and at the same time he also looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Boom Boom!

The waves are raging.

The black-clothed Daoist suddenly stepped on the waves, turned into a silent shadow and rushed towards the North Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Realm, breaking through the door in an instant, and reaching the Guanghan Palace.

The barefoot immortal was arriving outside the Guanghan Palace, and suddenly a cool air came out from behind him.

A hand was placed on his shoulder.