It is the "high lying nine clouds, futon is true." Outside the heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect. Pangu gives birth to Tai Chi, two instruments and four elephants. One is passed on to three friends, and the two teachings are divided into two teachings. The Xuanmen is all leading the show, and it is a gas. As soon as these words were finished, the spiritual rain fell wildly on the horizon of the Quartet, the purple qi came from the east for 30,000 miles, the rui qi formed a golden lotus from the sky, the vast fairy sound was heard, and all things in the wilderness were prostrate on the ground, kowtowing, and all beasts roared in unison. It is really the first saint in heaven and earth, heaven and earth are orderly, the outline is always born, all things have a way, and they are no longer muddy, so the whole world celebrates, and all beasts congratulate the sky!

The sound spread throughout the desolate world, like a lake thrown into stones, stirring up layers of ripples. At the same time, a powerful oppression that shook the heart came from the flood famine, and the whole flood trembled in this coercion, that kind of incomparably powerful power, majestic, majestic, majestic, vast, sacred, surging, and thousands of words could not accurately describe this great power. This force ignores space and time, ignores any obstacles, and is filled with endless coercion, and all living beings are subservient.

In the face of this pressure, the no-return Taoist has no ability to resist at all, and he doesn't even have the heart to resist, but the saint is the spokesperson of heaven, the saint should come out, and the world worships, this is kneeling and worshipping heaven and earth, not coercive, and naturally there is no meaning of the so-called resistance or not, after a while, when the majesty is gone, the no-return Taoist stands up.

Finally came, the returnless Taoist raised his eyes, but saw golden flowers falling from the void, and countless golden lotus flowers appeared on the ground, the fragrance hit the nose, and the mist was born. Above the sky, a figure loomed, wrapped in endless Xuanhuang Qi and the golden light of merit. The sound of Xuan is everywhere, the Tao is full of meaning, and the people in the world are inductive.

Feeling that figure, the Daoist of No Return deeply felt a sense of power, that feeling, just like the chaos gods and demons in the depths of the chaos looking up to Pangu, the son of the Great Dao, just like the creatures of the desolation looking up to the Dao of Heaven, not to mention confronting it, that is, they didn't even dare to rise up that kind of thought, this kind of gap is no longer a matter of cultivation and mana, that kind of immeasurable divine power, so that the Dao of No Return can't help but sigh.

"Is this a saint? No wonder it is said that under the saints, there are all ants, that is, the four swords of Rahu in the past, compared with this kind of power, it is inevitably too different. ”

As soon as the words fell, the heart of the Daoist of No Return was in the hearts of the Daoists, thirty-three days away, in the chaos, only to see a road pointing straight to the depths of the chaos, and the Daoists of No Return knew that there was the Hongjun Ancestor Dojo, where the Zixiao Palace was located, and hurriedly summoned the green pines and green willows, and ordered the two to guard the door, so they hurriedly flew towards the thirty-three days away.

In the chaos, colorless and formless, yin and yang are indistinguishable, the five elements are indiscriminate, and between the collisions, the infinite space energy explodes, and black holes emerge one after another, devouring everything, and the hope is terrifying. Not to mention the immortal Buddha, even if the desolate world is here, it will be swallowed and shattered by this black hole, and not even a trace of dust will remain.

And it is in the depths of this chaos, a purple Taoist temple is suspended in it, and the charm is scattered, and this dangerous chaotic cloud is safe and sound, immovable, like the five mountains of Mount Tai. Allowing a number of chaotic air currents to wash over it, it instantly turned into boundless aura, nourishing thousands of strange flowers and thousands of grasses.

Coming to these thirty-three days away, looking at this constantly surging chaotic airflow, the eyes of the returnless people are also full of jealousy, this chaotic airflow is violent and abnormal, it is an ordinary wash, it is comparable to a blow from Da Luo Jinxian, if it encounters that chaotic storm, it is like the power of a quasi-saint, if it is not for a person with great magical powers and great perseverance, there is no possibility of entering Zixiao Palace through the chaotic airflow.

Thinking of the future generations, it is often said that someone brought a disciple into Zixiao Palace, and now he is in the midst of the desolation, and the Taoist knows that this is a false statement, since the Dao Ancestor set up the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away, in order to test the monks of the world, if there is no ability to pass through the chaos, trespassing into the Zixiao Palace, it is undoubtedly cheating in front of the Dao Ancestor, I am afraid that it will lead to a catastrophe in an instant, just like the six-eared macaque, relying on the natural supernatural powers, I want to eavesdrop on the Taoist ancestor's preaching, but I ended up with the result that the law is not passed on to the six ears, and finally in the flood and famine, like a rat crossing the street, I am disgusted by people and miserable for a lifetime。

The qi of chaos is not yin and yang, not the five elements, but the essence of all things, the origin of all beings. Looking at the dangerous chaotic world in front of him, the Daoist of No Return immediately sacrificed the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and saw the water vapor of the Dao condensed, and the endless aura of heaven and earth was extracted from the chaotic qi, turning into ink-colored lotus flowers, dragging the Daoist of No Return and going towards the chaos.

This Xuanyuan Water Control Flag is worthy of being one of the defensive treasures of the five flags of heaven and earth, that is, the chaotic qi that can shatter time and space, and it falls on the water lotus as if it falls in the empty place, no matter how it falls, not only that, at this moment, the six pure bamboos are also already in the hands of the Daoist of No Return, whenever there is a powerful chaotic air flow swept over, the six pure bamboos in the hands of the Daoist of No Return will be suddenly brushed, and in an instant, he will see the colorful brilliance, fix the void, and shatter the chaotic air flow one by one.

However, that's the case, with the passage of time little by little, the Daoist of No Return also found that it was really not a good place to go in this chaos, and the chaotic airflow was stirring up, which was what the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag could resist, but the consumption of the True Yuan Aura was also very great, that is, the Daoist of No Return is still the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and it is really difficult to deal with it.

Finally, in the midst of this chaos, the Daoist of No Return spent more than 900 years before finally coming to Zixiao Palace, only to see that in the depths of this chaos, a purple Taoist temple was suspended in it, and the charm was scattered, and the dangerous chaotic clouds were safe and sound, immovable, like the five mountains of Mount Tai. Regardless of the chaotic air currents washing over it, it instantly turned into boundless aura, nourishing thousands of strange flowers, thousands of grasses, manifesting immeasurable divine light, and illuminating the chaos like a fairyland.

I saw two pink-carved and jade-carved boys in front of the door, one with bright eyes and bright teeth, light willow eyebrows, and red lips, a little beauty alive; the other was handsome, angular and bright, and a good Taoist boy with a unique demeanor! The two of them saw that the Taoist who had no return was coming, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Hongjun is invited, Taoist friends, please come in!"

Hearing this, the returnless Taoist bowed slightly, glanced at the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the later generations, kept his feet, walked into the Zixiao Palace, but did not make friends with it, and entered the flood for many years, the returnless Taoist has long known that if there will be twists and turns in the future, the current friendship is just a waste of effort.