Chapter 65: The Ancient God of Mount Tai

Yang Jiao's obsession is the most mysterious and peculiar, in fact, the most difficult idea for any qi practitioner to cut out is obsession.

Yang Jiao's two thoughts of good and evil, added up, only used, one became half of the innate merits, but the obsession used the other half.

But he has a great appetite and great ability, he fused, and Yang Jiao thought that the treasure at the bottom of the box was "Chaos Purple Lotus".

The most peculiar thing about this obsession is that it can actually shield Yang Jiao's perception, you must know that although the three thoughts of good and evil are seemingly independent, they are actually controlled by the ontology, and the ontological thoughts can perceive their memories.

Now, although this obsession is controlled by him, it can shield his perception, you must know that being able to reach this point proves that Yang Jiao's obsession surpasses the cultivation of the ontology.

Yang Jiao was merit at the moment, blowing all the way to the extreme of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, and if he could surpass his cultivation, then there was only one possibility.

This is also something that Yang Jiao couldn't figure out, after achieving the ultimate of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, he knew that the Flood Desolate World could only accommodate seven Saint Venerables.

Therefore, the realm of this obsession makes him unable to understand and understand, but this is also Yang Jiao's own strength, the greater the power of obsession, the more terrifying Yang Jiao's hole cards are.

This obsession god is the "ancient god of Mount Tai" to suppress the underworld of Mount Tai, in charge of the five mansions of Mount Tai, one house and one world, the power of the gods is immeasurable, but the nature is low-key and arrogant.

said that he was low-key because he fused with the Chaos Purple Lotus, but he could not show his edge at all, and said that he was arrogant because he made Yang Jiao sense that he thought that he could bow to the Holy Venerable.

This made Yang Jiao feel for a moment that this Taishan Ancient God was a madman, but the feeling that this Taishan Ancient God gave him was not like lying.

After all, the heel of the Chaos Purple Lotus is really amazing, presumably even if the Taishan Ancient God can't defeat the Holy Venerable, it will never be too bad, after all, the Chaos Purple Lotus is invincible in defense.

Emperor Xudu is in charge of the Huangquan Tu Xuquan Seal, two treasures of the opening of the realm, and the power is comparable to the gift of the innate spiritual treasure.

The Hades King of the Lingdu of Lechuan is in charge of the two treasures of the Yin and Yang Pen of the Book of Life and Death, and is in charge of the reincarnation of all beings, which is unpredictable.

The ancient god of Mount Tai is in charge of the Netherworld Altar, and the two world-opening treasures of the Mixed Yuan Sword of the Past Life, among which the Netherworld Altar has surpassed the boundary of the best innate spirit treasure, and the power is terrifying and supernatural.

At this time, the charm of the Great Dao appeared again on the horizon, and the boundless Great Dao merits began to condense, which was enough to have eighty percent of the merits of post-earthization reincarnation.

Yang Jiao's immortal Dao cultivation was dispersed at this moment, and the flesh god also turned into the netherworld, and the merit of the Great Dao fell straight down, divided into four, and turned into a golden wheel of merit in all directions, which fell behind the heads of their four great gods, shining in the desolate world, like the four rounds of the sun.

Yang Jiao also has the two layers of merit of Houtu, and the combination is even more earth-shattering, I am afraid that the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda in the hands of the Moral Saint Venerable may not be comparable to this pure Golden Wheel of Merit in terms of defense.

At this time, a purple light flew from the land of reincarnation, and it fell straight into Yang Jiao's hand, Yang Jiao's tears almost fell, and it turned out to be the treasure of the Houtu "Hongmeng Measuring Ruler".

It turned out that Houtu was always afraid that he would suffer, so he kept this treasure and came to recognize him as the master when he stepped into the land of reincarnation.

This Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler was mixed with her merits with the help of the Heavenly Dao by Houtu, and the innate purple qi born when she opened up reincarnation, and refined it again, and her power could already compete with Pangu Banner.

Holding the Hongmeng measuring ruler tightly, Yang Jiao's tears rippled, at this moment, he lost the back soil, he was sad and heartbroken, even the netherworld turned into four parts, "Nai He Bridge, Wangxiang Terrace, Sansheng Stone, Bitter Sea Boat".

Due to the post-earthization reincarnation, Yang Jiao has perfected the netherworld, just like the desolate world has black and white sides, and the Heavenly Dao has been upgraded several levels, so Yang Jiao has retained his original god.

At this time, Yang Jiao lost the existence of a trace of foreign objects, and became a pure god-killing spear to form a human, completely breaking the cause and effect with the previous Yang Jiao.

is no longer the existence of rebirth, he is himself at this moment, but the cultivation that is proud of the world is gone.

However, no matter how much his cultivation shrinks, his Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal realm is still there, and at this moment, his actual cultivation has reached the Dao Fruit Golden Immortal, which can be regarded as a triple jump.

At this moment, the Pangu essence blood and the ten thousand spirit bloodlines that helped him reborn, as if they had washed away Qian Hua, reappeared, presumably before he released all the impurities on Yang Jiao's body.

At this moment, it has become a unique bloodline, there is no source and no cause and effect, just a bloodline, the blood beads are completely scattered, and they fall on Yang Jiao's primordial spirit, and they begin to build a mana body and communicate with the meridians and tendons of regeneration.

Seven and forty-nine years later, a twenty-three or four-year-old Taoist slowly opened his eyes, as if he had read all the vicissitudes of life, looking at the empty ruins.

Wearing a purple robe, holding a purple jade ruler, his hair should be black, but his temples have turned white, fixed with a hosta, his eyes are flat, and a nine-acre golden wheel of merit shines in all directions.

The Emperor of Xudu, the King of the Underworld of Lethe River, and the mysterious ancient gods of Mount Tai have all suppressed their respective territories.

With the Golden Wheel of Merit at the back of Yang Jiao's head, even if the Yuan Shi Shengzun came with the Pangu Flag, it would take a lot of effort, and it would not necessarily be broken, not to mention that the Daode Shengzun would never let his disciples have an accident, so they left with peace of mind.

Yang Jiao looked at the land of reincarnation affectionately, where no living creature could approach, and Yang Jiao could naturally enter the land of reincarnation with the Golden Wheel of Merit.

However, it was the place where the earth had fallen, how could he force his way in, how could he bear to look at his lover who had left, so he could only stare here idiotically.

At this time, a woman suddenly appeared in the land of reincarnation, exactly the same as Houtu, the same pale yellow dress, hoping for a gentle and loving look.

Yang Jiao was happy and painful at first, he knew that this was not the Hou Tu, but the only divine residence born in the land of reincarnation after the reincarnation of the Hou Tu, called "Chengtian imitates the Hou Tu Huang Di Yuan." ”

It is also known as "Houtu's Pingxin Niangniang." "It is a natural god emperor, who rules the land of reincarnation, and can decree the god of mountains, rivers, plants and trees.

With great perseverance, Yang Jiao restrained his thoughts, made a salute, and said, "People teach disciples Xuanyang, and I have seen Pingxin Niangniang." ”

When Pingxin Niangniang heard Yang Jiao's title, her originally bright eyes were full of loss, she inherited the priesthood of Houtu, and also inherited some of her emotions.

Seeing Yang Jiao so polite, Pingxin Niangniang couldn't help but say, "I have inherited everything from Houtu, it can be said that Houtu is reborn, why do you treat me like this." ”

Yang Jiao worked hard, not looking at the unforgettable face, lowered his head and said infinitely sadly, "No matter how similar it is, you are also the peaceful mother of the Houtu clan, not the Houtu of the Pangu clan, according to the generation, you need to call me father." ”

Pingxin Niangniang froze when she heard this, turned her face full of anger, snorted coldly, brushed her sleeves away, Yang Jiao raised her head and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eyes with her sleeve.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, this may have hurt you, but you are you, you are not her, I only have her in my heart, and I only live to resurrect her." ”

When the words fell, Yang Jiao shook his hand vigorously, feeling the boundless power of this physical body, the sixth turn of the Nine Turns of Xuangong Great Perfection, comparable to the Great Perfection of Da Luo Jin Immortal, the mana is mellow and transparent, and it is all under control.

Looking up at the terrifying power of the ruins in the sky above the ruins, he sensed the location of the desolate world, urged the Kunlun Mirror, turned into a streamer, and disappeared.

Only a faint sigh was left behind, such as grief and resentment, such as crying and complaining, which made people feel sad when they heard it, but it turned into tranquility in a moment.