Taixu Palace is the spiritual hall of the righteous monks in the world, and the places where the nobles and nobles of the kings and grandsons are scattered and scattered, and they can't enter even if they sharpen their heads.

As long as you enter the Taixu Palace, you will be protected by the power of the huge mountain gate, and you can cultivate with peace of mind.

And it has a lofty status, and wherever he goes, he is a guest of the royal family, and the world takes what he wants.

Chen Chang'an, who is on the third level of Qi training, is the strength of the last rank in the main hall, and he is in the center of the storm, but he is the most free and easy in his heart.

What about the Taixu Palace? I just can't stay, it's better to play Hongchen and enlighten and practice in the world.

People are people, people have seven emotions and six desires, people have joy, anger, anger, and happiness, and forcibly suppress their emotions, that is, they have cultivated to become immortals, so is it still themselves?

Chen Changan didn't bother to explain, what the Taixu Palace did broke his heart.

Zhang Daniu, who is in Chiyang Temple, often says to people, "The little Taoist priest Chen Changan is a very small-minded person, others treat him well, and he can remember it for a lifetime." Others treat him badly, and he can remember it for several lifetimes. ”

An old man, his angry beard trembled, and shouted: "Look for death!"

An air flow flashed, and the treasure mirror moved instantly, wielding this fatal blow for Chen Changan.

"Baojing, you dare to stop me?" the old man shouted angrily.

"The master is about to come up with a catastrophe, don't make him a cause and effect!" As soon as Baojing's words came out, Chen Chang'an's descent from the mountain was a foregone conclusion.

During the catastrophe, we must abandon all the distractions of the world and become selfless.

Any tie cause and effect may double the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and make the victim become wiped out.

In an instant, the treasure mirror still kept his hand, and he only blocked ninety percent of the casual blows that could have been resolved.

The air flow swept through Chen Changan's calf, and a hole was pierced when he landed. This son almost broke the master's Dao heart, how could he spare him.

Chen Changan pounced forward, glanced back, and engraved this old way in his heart. The crane has goosebumps and is lifeless, such a look is firmly remembered by Chen Changan, and he will never forget it unless he is dead.

He had blood in his mouth, but he smiled very brightly on his face, "Taixu Palace saved my life, this time plus that incense favor, it finally offended, right?"

"You go down the mountain. ”

After Ku Xuan finished speaking, the figure disappeared immediately, and he had already returned to his retreat. What Bao Jing said is right, you can't give birth to more cause and effect, during the Heavenly Tribulation, if there is a trace of Dao instability, it will be wiped out.

This method of vertical golden light can only be used by a few people in the world. If it was in the Taixu Palace, Chen Changan would definitely have a chance to get a glimpse or two.

Unfortunately, this is not his pursuit.

Chen Changan slowly walked out of the main hall and glanced at the misty peaks, this experience was like a dream.

In just a few months, he went from a mundane cheating to a world-class monk and entered the monk's hall.

Then, back to the red dust... Find your own way.

He limped down the mountain, and the stairs were so long that it seemed to really connect heaven and earth.

Finally, after walking for three days and three nights, Chen Changan raised his eyes and arrived at a mountain road.

In the small village below the mountain, a few wisps of cooking smoke can be seen rising to the naked eye.

took a deep sniff of the fireworks in the world, and the exhaustion of his body was swept away, "I, Chen Changan, am really a layman." Master, go to the damn avenue of cultivating immortals, no wonder you don't light incense. ”

Taking a step, it seemed that the wound on his leg was no longer painful, and Chen Changan walked towards the small mountain village with a smile.

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In the great wilderness, there is a mountain of death.

A real towering giant tree, soaring into the sky, the trunk has withered for thousands of years, and there is still thunder and thunder all year round, and the electricity is always urgent.

The knot coiled upward, and there was no grass around it, and even the famous fierce beasts of the Great Wilderness did not dare to take a step closer to this place.

Nearby thunderclouds shrouded it, and lightning struck like raindrops at every turn, as if it had the power to destroy the world.

Suddenly, an old man in a black robe appeared in this absolute forbidden area.

His eyes were indescribably pathetic, looking at this giant tree, and there were turbid tears in his eyes.

The black robe, blown by the wind, and the lightning from the thunderclouds seemed to be absorbed by something around him, and it could not hurt the old man in the slightest.

Step by step, he stepped forward, and the lightning above his head seemed to be enraged, and thunder and lightning rained down exponentially.

The top of the old man's head seems to have a protective shield that can absorb thunder and lightning, and it is not affected in any way.

For thousands of years, for thousands of years, this magnificent trunk has been devastated by thunder and lightning for a moment.

Without the slightest bending, it was still so straight, even if it had long withered, it had not fallen.

A thousand years ago, it was in a fit of anger that it broke through the gate of heaven and brought a trace of aura back to the earth.

The old man was still moving forward, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the sky was darkening, and the black clouds were piling up thicker and thicker.

The fierce wind claimed to be able to destroy everything in the world, and the old man slowly raised his hand, and he could see a trace of difficulty.

He raised his left hand and, with the index finger of his right hand, drew a line in the palm of his left hand.

A shocking blood stain appeared in the palm of his hand, and the essence blood condensed into a droplet shape, which was held in his palm.

The drops of blood grew larger and larger, and the old man's expression became more and more painful, and suddenly he let out a heart-rending roar.

The black robe was completely blown up, the voice was extremely terrible, the old man's face was pale, his expression was hideous, and the blood-colored droplets on his palms were getting bigger and bigger.

The skin of his hands and feet, which were not covered by the black robe, began to shrink visibly and rapidly, gradually withering.

Finally, the droplet of blood became the size of an adult, and the old man struck hard, and the drop pierced the surface of the lightning and hit the trunk of the tree.

The trunk of the tree, which had pierced the sky, stood for thousands of years, and then collapsed with a bang and turned into powder.

Layer by layer, it shattered, and in a moment, it reached the earth.

At the center of the tree, a green seed appeared, and the black-robed old man held the seed in his hand with a roll of his hand.

With a bang, black clouds piled up in the sky, and a big hole opened.

An eyeball with purple pupils appears at the cleft, and the pupil glances back and forth.

The ground was empty, the old man and the seeds were gone, and the trunks of the trees that had been struck by lightning for thousands of years were gone.

The eyeballs in the sky faded away, and the rift closed.

This forbidden area of thunder and lightning suddenly became normal, and all thunderclouds and lightning disappeared.

A shower of rain fell, drying up the soil for thousands of years, greedily and thirstily sucking the rain.