Just like Fu Xi once said to Xu Siyuan, after a house is repaired, it can only be repaired at most, but no matter how much it is repaired, it is difficult to change the original structural foundation.

And it is difficult to break the house that traps oneself, and only with the help of external forces can the original shackles be broken.

Xu Siyuan cultivated from a python to an immortal, obtained the ancestral witch exercises, and later obtained the essence blood of Pangu, Xu Siyuan's foundation is not solid, but the ancestral witch itself is not equal to Pangu, Xu Siyuan's ambition is great, and he is willing to refine the flesh again.

The blazing real fire ignited on Xu Siyuan's body, Zu Feng was able to set off a dragon and phoenix catastrophe with Zu Long, and Zu Feng was one of the few existences in the world that was not a saint but was not weaker than a saint.

Xu Siyuan's phoenix true fire was directly obtained from Zu Feng, and later obtained the true biography of Zu Feng, after Kong Xuan entered, Xu Siyuan also discussed the phoenix true fire with Kong Xuan, and the control of the phoenix true fire went to a new level.

If it is said that the way of the sword in the world is in the hands of Tongtian, the way of fire is in the hands of Zu Feng.

The flames reflected the entire sky, only the fire in the void remained, and the fire of the glass cup was swallowed by the phoenix true fire, and the phoenix true fire became more and more turbulent, burning everything, and everything in the void turned into fuel for the real fire.

Even the lantern had to retreat thousands of miles, and the smile on the lantern's face gradually disappeared, it turned out that Xu Siyuan still had a backhand.

The glass lamp can't be used, the lamp doesn't even dare to get close to the flame, the lamp can only be used to measure the sky, but the phoenix real fire burns everything, and even the rules of space are ignited by the fire, and the space does not exist, how to measure the sky.

Burning the lamp and looking down at the earth, Ji Fa Yinglong is dead, the unicorn is about to retreat, and he seems to be the only one holding on to the huge battlefield.

He is not a die-hard loyalist, since he can't do anything, he just retreats.

After lighting the lamp and leaving, Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and Lao Tzu spoke: "Time is long, but your senior brother is the same as before, I still remember how your senior brother first went to Kunlun." ”

At that time, he was always restless, always eager to seize every opportunity to become stronger, at that time he was very weak and it was normal to have this mentality, but now looking at the wilderness, there are few people who are his opponents, but he still seems to be a little scared. ”

"Because there are too many things that Senior Brother wants to protect. Yunxiao sighed: "Senior brother is actually not easy, and now the burden of interception is on him. ”

Rerefining the body has never been a simple matter, burning the body with fire, and then condensing the flesh and blood, the pain in it, it is difficult for others to know what to do, but Xu Siyuan still chose to take this path.

There was no cry of pain, no hesitation, time passed, and Xu Siyuan's willingness to become stronger never changed.

"So I would like to share the pressure for your senior brother," Lao Tzu persuaded again, "If you become a saint in the future, the burden on your senior brother's shoulders will be much lighter." ”

"Master, have you ever heard a saying that the eldest brother is the father," Yunxiao said, "Now that the master is not here, I only want to listen to the orders of the senior brother." ”

"Whether you enter the Buddha or the demon, the senior brother can decide with one word!"

"I will never regret it!"

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On Kunlun Mountain, a group of golden immortals gathered together.

Stripped off the top of the three flowers, dispersed the five qi in the chest, they are no different from mortals, years of practice once dissipated, their hearts are full of unwillingness and fear.

"Senior brother, what should I do now?" the immortals said around Guang Chengzi.

"It's Senior Brother, why don't you go and ask for the Master?" someone suggested.

Lao Tzu had already handed over the Chaos Banner to Guang Chengzi, who was now the head of the Sect, but the disciples still called him Senior Brother.

Guang Chengzi wanted to get angry but couldn't do it, if he couldn't solve the problem of the cultivation of all the junior brothers, he, the senior brother, would indeed not be able to sit firmly in the position of the sect leader.

In the face of the questions of the junior disciples, what can Guang Chengzi do, although he still retains the quasi-saint cultivation, but he is only a quasi-saint.

At this time, Nezha and Yang Jian came to Kunlun, and only Nezha and Yang Jian were left with the three generations of disciples.

Nezha's expression was blank, but there seemed to be tears in the corners of Yang Jian's eyes.

There is always a bit of friendship with the same family for many years, Guang Chengzi comforted: "Senior Brother Yuding sacrificed for me to explain the teachings, and it is really great to sacrifice his life for righteousness." ”

"Although the junior brother of Yuding is still dead, please also ask the nephew to mourn!"

"Uncle Shi rest assured, the disciples understand the truth," Yang Jian said again: "It's just that Uncle Jiang asked me to bring a message to Uncle Shi, Liu Jian has approached Chaoge, Chaoge is shocked a day, Liu Guojun is prosperous, Da Zhou is invincible, and I ask Uncle Jiang to lend a hand." ”

Where can I still draw out manpower, I originally wanted to use the Zhou Dynasty to business, and the immortals were in the world, and I wanted the blood of the sect to flow into a river.

For this reason, he has been planning for many years, and when Ji Fa was stationed in Chaoge, Guangchengzi thought that the overall situation had been decided, but now he found that everything seemed to be just wishful thinking for teaching.

Nowadays, the teaching is too busy to take care of itself, and there is no spare energy to manage the change of dynasties in the world.

Although he was unwilling, Guangchengzi finally said: "Human affairs have nothing to do with my teachings, so let it go." ”

This sentence contains too much helplessness in his go, but the situation is like this, in vain!

At this time, Nezha asked in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, since Da Zhou seems to be no longer worthy of assistance, we still have to return to Da Zhou." ”

It's just that with a letter, why do you need Nezha and the two to run in person, Jiang Ziya sent Nezha and the two back to the mountain, and I am afraid that I can't bear to see Nezha and the two fall.

"No need, stay in Kunlun for a while. "There is a lot of blood shed by the teaching, and there is no need to let Nezha and the two go to death.

"In addition, Uncle Jiang asked me to ask Uncle Jiang when I would be able to pass on his method of immortality. Nezha said again.

"Wait until he finishes sealing the gods, if there is a fate after the gods, I should lead him into Kunlun. Guang Chengzi still didn't give a guarantee, because Guang Chengzi still didn't plan to lead Jiang Ziya to get started.

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"Alas!" a sigh resounded through the chaos.

There are fifteen people in the Twelve Golden Immortals, plus the Antarctic Immortals, and there are fifteen people in the Cloud Neutron and the Burning Lamp, but now the Jade Ding is in ashes, Taiyi is imprisoned in the gourd, and the Antarctic Immortals, Red Sperm, and Daoxing Tianzun are all on the list.

Except for the burning lamp, these are all disciples who were brought up by the original one-handed.

The master is like a father, and the disciple is like a son, even if it is not an exaggeration to say that the relationship between father and son is deep, but now that his disciple has fallen into such a situation, how can he remain calm in his original heart.

Competing with the sect is at a disadvantage everywhere, and the original heart is also very dissatisfied, but after all, he can't bear to let his disciples sink in the red dust.

"Alas!"

There was another long sigh, in the chaos, the saint could walk freely, and the primitive had the heart to see Lao Tzu, but in the end, the primitive still said to himself: "It's already my own business." ”

In the chaos, the primordial seemed to be able to see the loss, frustration and even despair on the faces of his disciples, and the primordial spoke: "All the idiots, it's just that they have lost their three flowers and five qi, and their understanding is still there for many years, even if they are rebuilt, it will only take a thousand years, not to mention that they are still there as teachers!"

Even if he can't directly interfere in the affairs of the flood wilderness, even if he only relies on the Dao marks left by the preaching in the Jade Void Palace, he is confident that he can restore the cultivation of the disciples.

It's just that cultivation can be restored, but the Dao heart is difficult to make up.

After a series of failures, do the disciples really have the courage to compete with the sect in the future?

That's it, let's sharpen your Dao heart for a while.