Chapter 85: Heartbeat

Pangu Temple?

Does Pangu Hall really exist in the world?

But thinking about it, it should be, who doesn't have an innate treasure to accompany Sanqing.

The twelve ancestors have no treasures to accompany them, and they think that this Pangu Hall is the relic left by Pangu to the Wu clan.

Pangu is not eccentric.

The three ancestral witches took Xu Siyuan to the center of the ancestral court of the Wu clan.

There are no witch tribes living here, only a stone temple in the center.

"Pangu Palace?" Xu Siyuan asked Houtu with his eyes.

Houtu shook his head slightly.

Then the three ancestors took Xu Siyuan to the stone hall, and the stone hall was empty.

Just when Xu Siyuan was puzzled, Di Jiang spoke: "Calm down and listen carefully." ”

Xu Siyuan obeyed the order.

At this time, the three ancestral witches also relaxed.

The faces of the three ancestors were full of smiles.

This smile is as joyful and peaceful as a baby!

Then, Xu Siyuan heard the heartbeats of the three ancestral witches.

The baby's first cry is a human baby announcing his birth to Hongchen.

But the first sound that the newborns of the Wu clan make in the world is the sound of their heartbeats.

The Witch never cries!

In this stone hall, the heartbeats of the three ancestral witches were extremely loud.

This sound was louder than the drum Xu Siyuan beat in the East China Sea.

The heartbeats of the three ancestral witches seemed to be chaotic, and it seemed to have an indescribable charm when listening carefully.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a voice rang out.

This voice was not heard by Xu Siyuan's ears.

This voice sounded directly in Xu Siyuan's heart.

The moment this voice sounded, a gate appeared out of thin air in the stone hall, and Houtu said to Xu Siyuan: "Let's go." ”

"What was the sound just now?" Xu Siyuan had a guess in his heart, but he was not sure.

"That's the sound of Father's heartbeat!" Houtu said softly.

Houtu walked through the door.

Probably because he heard Pangu's heartbeat.

It is more likely that there has always been a reverence for Pangu in my heart.

Xu Siyuan suddenly became a little nervous.

Xu Siyuan straightened his clothes and took a deep breath before stepping into the door.

Behind the door is a huge palace.

I don't know what materials the palace was built from, and the whole palace is integrated.

This temple is supposed to be made in heaven.

In the main hall there is an altar on which a heart is placed.

A heart is a mountain!

This is the heart of Pangu.

In front of the heart there is a pool of blood, and in the pool there are millions of blood cocoons.

"Father!"

The three ancestral witches bowed their heads in unison, and there was emotion and awe in the voices of the three ancestral witches.

See this heart, like see Pangu!

But this heart has no boundless power!

This is what Pangu left to his children, and what he left behind was not majesty!

It's just a legacy!

Xu Siyuan also lowered his head.

First there is Pangu, and then there is the flood!

Embodied in heaven and earth, no one can enjoy the legacy of Pangu.

"Boom!"

Pangu is not there, but Pangu's heart is still beating.

Pangu's heart only beat once in a long time, but with each beat, a massive amount of heaven and earth vitality was transformed into blood and water and flowed into the blood pool.

"Boom!"

Pangu's heart contracted and expanded, and Pangu's heart was just repeating the work it had been accustomed to for eons of years.

The sound it made had resounded in the chaos.

After chaos opened up, it was still beating.

It's not the sound of the avenue, but it's better than the sound of the avenue!

Listening to Pangu's heartbeat, Xu Siyuan actually had the feeling of listening to Hongjun's preaching.

Every beat of Pangu's heart brought Xu Siyuan unparalleled pressure, and Xu Siyuan's heart beat with Pangu's heart.

With the sound of Pangu's heartbeat, Xu Siyuan felt like he was one with the entire flood wilderness.

The flood was opened up by Pangu, so his heartbeat is the pulse of the entire flood wilderness.

Listening to Pangu's heartbeat, it seems to hear the entire desolation.

It took a long time for Xu Siyuan to wake up from this state.

Xu Siyuan first bowed to Pangu's heart, even if there was only one heart left, it was worthy of respect.

Then he said to the three ancestors, "Thank you." ”

If it wasn't for the ancestral witch, how could he enter this ancient palace.

"No thanks, you can start teaching the Fa, right?" asked Xuan Ming.

"Yes!"

Xu Siyuan calmed down a little, and Xu Siyuan began to pass the second volume of the Shangqing Immortal Law to the Wu Clan.

Right in front of the heart of Pangu!

Pangu physical body learns the method of Pangu Yuanshen!

I don't know if Pangu has ever encountered this scene!

Xu Siyuan suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then began to speak.

Xu Siyuan started from the first volume of the Shangqing Immortal Law, and Xu Siyuan spoke very slowly.

A few months later, the two volumes of the Immortal Law were finished.

Hou Tu Xuan Ming had an understanding, but Di Jiang shook his head.

Xu Siyuan set his eyes on the blood pool again, Xu Siyuan had already understood that millions of blood cocoons would be millions of witch clans in the future.

The blood pool was calm, and some of the blood cocoons seemed to have comprehended, and hundreds of blood cocoons surrounded Xu Siyuan.

Of the millions of newborn Wicans, only a few hundred seem to have understood.

Xu Siyuan was not very satisfied, and Xu Siyuan spoke again.

But this time again, it didn't work very well.

Xuan Ming was not very satisfied, but Xuan Ming still said: "It's hard work!"

At this time, Di Jiang spoke: "Tongtian Lijiao crosses sentient beings, but how a saint can cross sentient beings alone." Since you are a disciple of a saint and the saint has taught you the Fa, do you have a way to cross the mortal dust?"

"You can cross the mortal dust, and you can cross my witch clan. ”

The Shangqing Immortal Law is too profound, but these newborn witch clans can't understand it.

Xu Siyuan was stunned for a moment before saying, "I only have the Shangqing Immortal Method, but I'm willing to try." ”

Houtu glared at Di Jiang and said, "Big brother, we should be content if we can pass on the immortal law, you are too much!"

Xu Siyuan said: "It's not too much. ”

Entered the Pangu Hall and saw the heart of Pangu.

Xu Siyuan has gained great benefits, remembering the heartbeat of Pangu is to remember the melody of the beating of the world, and to remember the pulse of the extreme of the body.

With such a creation, he Xu Siyuan couldn't help but report it.

In addition, it is like Di Jiang is of Pangu blood, but his fist is his own.

On Kunlun Mountain, Duobao's sword is not Duobao's own sword.

He, Xu Siyuan, is a disciple of Tongtian, and his sword already has its own flavor.

His Dharma should also have his own understanding.

In the three volumes of the Shangqing Immortal Law, all sentient beings can get some benefits after listening to it, but only immortals and above can truly comprehend one or two.

Xu Siyuan is not greedy.

The three volumes of Shangqing Immortal Law can cross the immortals and above.

If he can comprehend a law, he should cross the immortals!

"Thank you!" Di Jiang actually bowed slightly to Xu Siyuan.

"By no means, how can I be worthy of the ancestral witch salute. Xu Siyuan hurriedly said.

"I have to bow for you," Di Jiang looked at Pangu's heart and said, "After all, the father has a primordial god, and I also hope that everyone in my Wu clan can be like the father god." ”

"If you can comprehend a method, so that my Wu clan newborns can cultivate, and if you can cultivate immortals, you will naturally be able to cultivate the primordial gods. ”

Xu Siyuan said: "I don't want to find a way for your witch clan, I'm just for myself." ”

Xu Siyuan didn't dare to guarantee anything, if Xu Siyuan hadn't been sure before.

But after listening to Pangu's heartbeat and feeling the entire flood wilderness, Xu Siyuan was seven or eight points sure.

I have listened to the teachings of the saints, and now I see the heart of Pangu.

Now you can see the desolation - you should see your own way.