'Dao Qinglian' three thousand lotus leaves, biochemical three thousand innate ways, with the same root as heaven and earth, and the same origin as the avenue, mysterious and incredible, miraculous and indescribable.

The innate way, a total of three thousand, is divided into the hands of all the innate gods, according to which the heaven and earth run, shepherding all kinds of freedom. Therefore, although it is called "Tao", it is really the cardinal of heaven and earth, the pivot of world authority, and it cannot be peeped into by all kinds of people in the future.

The innate way can only change in the order of the four seasons, with the passage of time, and with the growth of the innate divine lifespan, and step by step. Therefore, for the innate sacred, the monstrous mana cannot be sustained, and the vast supernatural power cannot be relied on.

There is only a flawless and perfect round Dao heart, not stained with dust, not stained with hustle and bustle. Fang is the foundation of all the sacred, relying on the past and galloping into the future.

On the Qilin Cliff from the high seat, a flawless round Dao heart, formless and phaseless, hanging high in the underworld. Unknowable, unspeakable, void and inexplicable.

In a trance, Cang Xuan Shen broke away from his innate true body, and gradually penetrated into the deepest part of the Great Kunlun leyline.

The turbidity of the earth surged one after another, tearing apart the turbid breath and rolling up many whirlpools. The smell of fishy yellow fills the depths of the thick earth.

However, Cangli seemed to be unconscious, and his mind was still immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, constantly going deep into the earth's crust without stopping for a moment.

At this time, he was chaotic, confused, confused, and confused. It is as if it is in harmony with the thousands of images of the Great Kunlun, and it has become the mountain spirit of the vast sacred mountain. Every move will shake the giant mountain of Wanwanjun.

A yellow weather hangs deep in the heart of the earth where turbidity is entangled. It does not show its appearance, does not show its charm, and spans endless regions, like an infinite long stream, connecting the past and the present, and the endless land.

In his haze, his mind has fallen into the depths of the dark yellow, stirring up layers of gaps, stirring up thousands of changes, and God blends in the middle to complete the soul.

As if the long flow of time is close to the past, the rolling long flow is fleeting, and millions of years of time, the rise and fall of Great Kunlun are all crossed one by one in the eyes of his gods.

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Congenital 'Yangshan', Pangu's skull.

In this sacred mountain, the breath of the six yangs is rolling, and the breath of the suns is gathering, like the sun.

Fu, Lin, Tai, Zhuang, Zhuang, Qian, Qian, the six qi are intertwined, evolving into six-colored auspicious clouds, and the world is slim.

Jinhua is like rain and silk, spraying the earth of the gods, and the white dew is deep and hanging down the spiritual wood, clear and crystal clear.

The vast mountain stream, the golden lotus is swaying, the jade flowers are surging, and the emerald green is embellished.

A congenital sacred, about nine zhang high, with a yellow shirt and a belt, wearing a symphony, strolling in the sea of clouds in the mountains.

He was clothed in thirty-six colors of light, and his face was obscured by the light, as if it were illusory. In his hand, he rubbed a three-legged and two-eared copper tripod, and his fingertips caressed it, revealing the golden silk and jade wisps of divine seal.

"Brother Dao is really interested!"

With a chuckle, he suddenly remembered behind the sacred.

"If you are not in your position, you are not in the government, and you are the only way to keep yourself right. ”

The Divine smiled indifferently and said quietly.

"With Brother Dao's unfathomable power, who dares to underestimate Brother Dao?"

The voice was not sad or joyful, but slow.

"Oh?"

Yue Jian turned around and looked playfully at the divine in front of him.

"Brother Dao has ten brothers, all of whom are the top figures in the sacred, taking advantage of the fact that the 'calamity' has not yet started. Sweeping one side, there is still a lot to be done. ”

The divine face was stiff, the sword hung from the waist on the left and right, and the divine eyes were blazing.

"Brother... Ten people. ”

Yue Jian muttered.

Innate sacred, nurtured by the Great Dao, created by heaven and earth, the essence is an innate ancestral qi, formless and substantial, and there will be no bloodline brothers.

These 'brothers' and Him are all innate Dao that complement each other, and the Dao Fruit is in a certain trajectory in the embryonic form, and can make up for each other's lack of Dao roots. The 'Taoist friends' and 'Taoist companions' who are clear between the 'truths' they do. The number of qi is connected to each other, and the number of destiny is unique.

"You know..."

"I'm not alone, I can do whatever I want... After all, I still have ten brothers, so I need to think about it. ”

"Since they are headed by me... For the elder brother, how can I decide such a major matter that has a bearing on the future path?"

Yue Jian's fingertips gently crossed the place where the divine seal of the copper tripod was played, and his breath fluctuated.

"Now, the doom is nearing ......"

"Who can be alone!"

The divine pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the divine power was deep and indescribable.

He knew in his heart that the eleven Yue Jian brothers were not self-resigned mediocrity.

What's more, the innate divine is arrogant and reserved no matter when and where. How can they go with the flow and tolerate others taking control of their own future?

This is still in doubt about Him!

"Brother Dao, think about it carefully... The opportunity is fleeting, and it is impossible to ignore it. ”

The Divine sighed, his tone of disappointment.

Yue Jian was as if he hadn't heard of it, and he was still playing with the copper tripod in his hand, his expression seemed to be extremely attentive.

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The candle dragon manifests the human head and snake body, rides the fog and drives the clouds, and the colorful auspicious gathers. In the sky, the thunder rolled, and the momentum was great.

According to the vision of the candle dragon, it is full of trouble.

Since he walked out of Zhou Mountain, along the way, although there are many great gods who have blocked him, how can he stop the pace of this pioneering god.

And many congenital sacred, because of all kinds of scruples, do not dare to start disputes in person and bring up the turmoil. Therefore, he can only nest in the Dongtian God Mountain, as if he does not know or know.

'Our Shinto is now alone, relying on the few disciples and disciples included in Cangli, when will we have a chance to prosper. ’

'But...'

Maybe it's not without a chance to turn around. ’

The candle dragon looked at the cloud-shrouded Sacred Mountain in front of him, and his eyes were shining.