Emotion is emotion, survival is survival.

Some of the children of the Ye clan secretly scolded the ancestor for being confused, and when he went, they had to fall into fear, and some people thought that it would be good not to participate in this matter, anyway, life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, and they still have some family wealth now, and they can live well without causing trouble in this life.

Martial saints can't live forever, so is it easy for the Immortal Dao to live forever?

Some people are even indignant that the ancestor does not care about the overall situation.

There are also people who secretly admire the ancestor's decision and are determined to go up the mountain to listen to the sermon.

There are also people who are nervous in their hearts, thinking that they will go home quickly and clean up, and they will remain incognito from then on.

There are also people who are evil and determined to denounce their ancestors to the imperial court.

The departure of the ancestor of the Ye family made everyone who were noisy make their own decisions.

The ancestor of the Ye family didn't care about this.

He walked out of the north city, and on the small hillside, there was already a cyan luck canopy, compared to the luck of the Jinpeng Dynasty and the Rotten Ke Temple, this was just a green seedling that had not yet grown.

But whoever looks at it can't help but believe that it will eventually be a giant tree that supports the sky.

The ancestor of the Ye family was the first to arrive at the foot of the mountain.

After all, the laws of the imperial court are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After all, the Heavenly Immortal True Monarch was too far away from the sentient beings in this realm, and the Moon Seal Master of the Rotten Ke Temple was the living sacred.

Ghosts, immortals, and martial saints have to kowtow when they see the master.

Only some existences who know the inside story know what the incarnation of Zhenjun represents.

Most people are still ignorant.

Xiao Bai's voice gradually faded, and when the ancestor of the Ye family just saw the corner of the eaves of Wuzheng Villa, another voice sounded at the right time.

The sound is quiet.

All of a sudden, the ancestor of the Ye family seemed to dream back to the Qingyang realm.

He seemed to see the Taoist temple in the ancient trees in the deep mountains, and the Taoist sound was like the evening drum and morning bell of the ancient temple for thousands of years, washing the dirt of the soul.

The vitality of heaven and earth is celebrating, responding to harmony, and the ancient rhythm that has been lost for a long time is overflowing.

Characters of white light fluttered in the void.

It was the Ten Thousand Worlds General Knowledge that the Ye Family Ancestor had ever seen.

"In the beginning of antiquity, who preached?"

"The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested?"

"Who can be the best?"

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"Yin and Yang Triad, what is the origin and what is the transformation?"

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This is not an ordinary sermon, but a sentence of torture, but it reaches the depths of the Ye family's ancestor's heart.

Martial cultivators also have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but they don't participate in these.

The characters flow word for word.

The ancestor of the Ye family struggled closer, wanting to see more clearly.

But the characters drifted away, as if Feihong was stepping on slush and snow.

Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.

The ancestor of the Ye family was stunned.

Before he knew it, he was entering the villa.

There was a Taoist sitting on the high platform, very close to him, but he couldn't see clearly, as if he was in another world.

Underneath the high platform, it was empty.

He was the only one.

The ancestor of the Ye family didn't feel lonely.

I felt lonely again.

The man continued.

That's not preaching either.

The characters fluttering in the sky suddenly disappeared at a certain moment, just a hot day. The sunrise of Fuso, its way is bright. Then there was the great sea, and suddenly many creatures were born in the sea.

The scorching sun subsided, and the sky was as cloudy as water.

The sun and the moon alternate immediately, and the water vapor transpires and turns into wind and rain.

Spring and winter are coming, and there are four seasons.

All things are bleak from the autumn wind, dead and silent in winter, and hidden in death, all things grow, and the indescribable power of creation is born.

There is no vastness of martial arts, no ghosts and ghosts of the Dafa, it is just an ordinary scene of alternating seasons throughout the year, but the ancestor of the Ye family has tears in his eyes.

This is the Tao that he dreams of, and this is the Tao of nature.

The stars in the sky shook down, and the surging sound was incessant, as if there were thousands of laws in it.

The ancestor of the Ye family subconsciously looked around, but it was still empty, and he had no sense of loneliness in his heart. There are grass and green trees around, elk and birds, all of which are quiet at this time, listening to the sound of the galaxy and the sound of the Tao from time to time.

Suddenly low as an abyss, suddenly as passionate as thunder.

The Taoist sitting on the high platform is still indistinguishable.

But the ancestor of the Ye family was not the only one who listened to the sermon.

The grass and trees are also listening, the birds and animals are also listening, and the creatures in the mountains are also listening.

The moss on the boulder is also bearing the rhyme.

Even the stubborn stone seemed to have a spirit.

The Taoist is not high, and the Taoist voice flows equally and selflessly inside and outside the villa.

Don't be demanding, don't demand, just like the four seasons, go with the flow.

When the Dao sound was condensed, the ancestor of the Ye family did not feel stunned, because the surrounding scenery, including himself, was interpreting the avenue.

The Taoist sound sounded yes, and he naturally concentrated.

The original decayed qi and blood have another vitality, and there is a trace of Xuanhuang merit on the body.

The ancestor of the Ye family looked up at the heavenly river, but felt that the meridians in his body should also be like a galaxy.

True qi breeds and cannot be contained.

The blood and blood have become the food for cultivation.

Gray hair is still gray hair, but the wrinkles on the face have decreased.

His lifespan has increased somewhat, but not much.

His soul faintly has the brilliance of the galaxy, and the true qi in his body is like a galaxy, endless.

The ancestor of the Ye family doesn't care about the lifespan anymore, he just hopes to listen to the sermon in the mountains all the time, the grass and trees around him are very cute, and his soul seems to be brushed away from dust, even if it is a fallen leaf, it can make him pay attention for a long time.

This is purity, this is fun.

Suddenly, there was a rolling thunder sound, but I saw that the vitality between heaven and earth was like a tide, and a flat boat crossed the void, and there were white-clothed monks, smiling with flowers, like a mirror without dust.

"It's Shangguan Jiaye. ”

There were bursts of exclamation in Xijing City.

Shangguan Jiaye was born in the royal family, but he was ordained as a monk in the Langke Temple since he was a child.

He is one of the top ten disciples under the throne of the Yinyue Method, and at the age of twenty, he is a martial arts master, and it is rumored that he has entered the realm of martial saints, and the martial arts are unfathomable.

With the Flower Divine Finger in one hand, he has reached the pinnacle, and it is very likely to inherit the mantle of the Lord of the Seal Moon Law.

No one expected the Rotten Ke Temple to react so quickly.

You must know that Gu Qing preached, and half a day has not passed.

Now most people are waiting and watching.

And the Rotten Ke Temple did not intend to be tempted, and sent the most outstanding young disciples in the temple in one fell swoop, intending to suppress this true monarch incarnation who did not know the roots.

The white-clothed monk came by boat, and his style was peerless.

The void vitality was like a tide, and the thunder sound was actually flooded by the qi and blood in his body.

Martial Arts Thunder!

But seeing that the white-clothed monk Bian Zhou paused, he looked towards the Gaotai Taoist and said slightly: "The little monk is ordered by the family teacher to take the life of the true monarch incarnation. ”

His demeanor is calm, and his handsome face has an indescribable calmness.

It seems that it is not the life of the true monarch incarnate, but a speck of dust.

The white-robed monk responded with only a soft sigh.

The thunder is endless, and the thunder is loud.

There was a lot of thunder around the boat.

The white-clothed monk was shocked, because at some point, there were many thunder-based treasures hidden in the void around him.

The void emitted a series of explosions, surging martial arts qi and blood, giving birth to wolf smoke, which pierced through the sky.

However, a Xuanguang composed of countless gray-blue aircurrents appeared in the void, transforming into a big hand that covered the sky and the sun, and descended ten times with one force!

It was a force that seemed to collapse the void.

There are old people in the city who recall the relics of the immortal Buddha they had seen in the past.

It's as if that power has reappeared!

The vast and vast Dharma will fill the heavens and the earth, dispel the smoke of the martial arts!

Boom Boom!

A mist of blood rose in the void.

With a gust of wind, it dissipated without a trace.

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