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"Uh... It hurts!" The Feather Daoist lying on the ground slowly woke up from the chaotic state of confusion, touched his aching head with his right hand, and cried out in a daze.

The Yuhua Daoist slowly opened his confused eyes, and in the next second, he immediately opened his eyes in disbelief and panic, looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and quickly stood up.

"Hmm?!What is this??Isn't my right hand yellow-skinned, how did it become transparent?How is my body also transparent?" Yuhua Daoist looked at his transparent right hand in panic, turned his head to scan his body, and found that his body was also transparent, and couldn't help but let out a frightened scream.

The Feather Daoist looked at his transparent right hand, suddenly widened his eyes, thought of a possibility, and muttered in disbelief: "Could it be that my body is illusory?!"

The Feather Daoist slowly raised his right hand, as if his right hand, which was usually extremely light, weighed as much as a thousand catties at this moment, and slowly slapped his right hand to his left hand in disbelief.

Not surprisingly, the right hand passed through the left hand very smoothly!

"How can this be?" Feather Hua put down his right hand weakly, and suddenly fell to the ground, muttering distractedly.

I don't know how long it took, the Feather Daoist who had cultivated for many years raised his head again, and looked at the four directions with clear eyes, obviously adjusting his mentality.

"Hmm, what is this?" The Feather Daoist who calmed down suddenly found that he had a transparent protective shield on all sides, and the whole person was in a protective shield in the form of a sphere.

The Feather Daoist slowly walked to the protective cover, slowly stretched out his right hand, and slowly touched the protective cover.

The right hand of the "Zi" Feather Daoist easily passed through the protective cover and stretched out.

"Ahh The Feather Daoist immediately withdrew his right hand and cried out in pain.

"Huh?!Why is my right hand only half?!" Yuhua Daoist looked at his right hand with only half of it in horror, and forgot to cry out in pain for a while.

"Hmm?!How did my right hand recover again?!" The Feather Daoist suddenly found that his right hand was actually growing, and after a while, it returned to its original state.

The Yuhua Daoist didn't have long to be happy, but he suddenly felt dizzy, his body involuntarily reversed back and forth, and he muttered suspiciously: "My head is so dizzy!"

"Bang" The Feather Daoist suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground suddenly, making a dull crashing sound.

I don't know how long it took, the fingers of the Feather Daoist who fell to the ground suddenly moved slightly, slowly opened his eyes, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and slowly sat up.

"I'm so dizzy!Why do I get dizzy all of a sudden?Hmm! My body seems to be more transparent!" Feathered Daoist opened his confused eyes, and suddenly found that his body seemed to be more illusory.

"Could it be that I am in a soul state now!!!" The Feather Daoist looked at his more illusory body suspiciously, his eyes changed for a while, and he suddenly put his right hand, which was already intact, in front of him, staring at his right hand tightly, and exclaimed in surprise.

"So, this should be the legendary soul ball, right?" muttered as the Feather Daoist glanced at the bulbous shield in all directions in disbelief.

"If it's really a soul ball, then I should be able to control everything inside the soul ball!" said to the Feather Daoist as he used his mind to drive his body to levitate.

One millimeter, one centimeter, one decimeter, one meter, one meter, the body of the Feather Daoist gradually left the ground and was suspended in the air.

Looking at his body suspended in the air, the Feather Daoist didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his face was mixed with surprise, sadness, nostalgia, relaxation and other expressions, and he couldn't help muttering: "Is this also an alternative way for me?!"

As a promising young man in the 21st century, Yuhua Daoist is an ordinary ordinary Taoist. The Feather Daoist has no legendary mana, only a pious heart of faith.

Yuhua Daoist was originally an orphan, but was adopted by an old Taoist priest and became an ordinary little Taoist.

Under the teaching of the old Taoist priest, Yuhua Taoist was familiar with various Taoist and Buddhist classics since childhood. According to the words of the old Taoist priest: How can a Taoist priest survive if he doesn't understand Taoist classics?

In fact, the reason why the old Taoist priest let the Yuhua Taoist familiarize himself with various Taoist and Buddhist classics is that he still has an unrealistic delusion: that is, he hopes that the Yuhua Taoist can find the method of cultivating the truth from various Taoist and Buddhist classics. A long-cherished wish of life.

From the Dao name given by the old Taoist priest to the Yuhua Daoist, it can be seen that the old Taoist priest pinned the dream of cultivating the truth on the Yuhua Daoist.

Feathering, feathering flying immortals also!

However, until the death of the old Taoist, the Yuhua Daoist was still just an ordinary little Taoist.

However, Xiuzhen has become the obsession of the Feather Daoist.

The Feather Daoist searched all kinds of classics everywhere, trying to find traces of Xiuzhen.

However, until the age of thirty-three, the Feather Daoist still did not notice. The Yuhua Daoist can only stay in the Taoist temple left by the old Taoist priest, and continue to search while surviving.

On the day of the total solar eclipse, the Yuhua Taoist stood quietly in the courtyard of the Taoist temple to watch the rare total solar eclipse.

The sun in the sky was gradually covered by black shadows, and it had to restrain its own blazing sun.

"Hmm?!How can there be a black hand?" The Feather Daoist suddenly frowned, and his eyes looked at the black sun in the sky in horror.

"It's true!" the Feather Daoist suddenly closed his eyes and opened them again, watching the black shadow on the sun turn into a huge black hand, and shouted in horror.

The black hand on the black sun suddenly fell from the sky, and slapped in the direction of the Feather Daoist like thunder.

"Ahh

When he woke up again, the Feather Daoist found that he had become a soul state and stayed in the soul ball.

"But where am I now?" the Feather Daoist was suspended in mid-air, calming his mind and beginning to think about this question of survival.

There was a change, and a feathered face suddenly appeared out of thin air on the soul ball. I learned the lesson of rashly stretching out my hand to the soul ball just now, which caused my hand to hurt. The face of the Feather Daoist only appeared on the surface of the soul ball, still protected by the soul ball.

The Feather Daoist opened his eyes curiously, looked out to the outside world, and looked at everything he saw.

"Ahh Endless and brilliant golden light shone on the feathered eyes.

The Feather Daoist suddenly let out a cry of pain, and even his eyes became a little illusory.

The Feather Daoist hurriedly closed his eyes and mobilized his soul power to repair his eyes. After the eyes were repaired, the Feather Daoist used his soul power to form a protective film to protect his eyes and look at the outside world again.

With a protective film, the eyes of the Feather Daoist were indeed able to adapt to the intense and brilliant golden light of the outside world.

The Feather Daoist opened his eyes, slowly looked at the outside world, and suddenly slowly opened his eyes, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, revealing a fascinated look, and let out a dream-like exclamation in amazement: "It's so sacred!

I saw that the soul ball was on top of an endless sea of gold. A sea of gold radiates a divine glow that illuminates the space.

Divine light, shining on all.

"Goo" Feather Daoist suddenly couldn't help but swallow his saliva, driving the soul ball like crazy, ignoring the powerful power fluctuations of the golden ocean, and rushing towards the golden ocean desperately.

The soul ball feathered by "poof" actually rushed into the golden sea unscathed, without splashing a single bit of golden seawater.

"Ahh

I don't know how long later, a majestic and angry roar suddenly sounded in this space: "Bold!"

"Peng" The calm and waveless golden ocean suddenly set off stormy waves. The golden sea water kept tumbling, disturbing the tranquility of the space.

"Uh.... Who is it?... Why can't I move?" Ever since that majestic and angry voice sounded, the Feather Daoist was forced to lie in the soul orb, unable to move, and even his thinking became slow, and then he passed out.

The golden sea is constantly tumbling and setting off the waves. In the stormy waves, a golden figure slowly appeared.

As soon as the golden figure appeared, endless and brilliant golden divine light filled the space.

The entire boiling golden sea suddenly stood still, as if ordered to do so. Even the golden waters in the air were still in mid-air.

"Water Blue Star?!Black Hand?!Hmm!Flood Wilderness?!" The calm voice of the golden figure suddenly appeared with a hint of surprise, surprise, and horror.

The moment the golden figure appeared, it had already taken control and began to search the soul of the Feather Daoist.

Although the golden figure is only a wisp of remnant soul now, not everything can enter the sea of knowledge of the golden figure.

For a mortal soul weaker than an ant, the golden figure was very curious about how this humble mortal soul named Feather Daoist had entered his sea of consciousness.

The golden figure's soul search for the Feather Daoist began from the end to the beginning of the Feather Daoist's life.

The golden figure was more and more shocked, and when he first saw the black hand in the memory of the Feather Daoist, he already felt a little bad.

The black hand that could only tear apart time and space and send the Feather Daoist to his own sea of consciousness was definitely not something he could fight against.

This is self-aware, and there are still golden figures.

Seeing the part of the Yuhua Dao people about the flood in their memory, the golden figure was both surprised and frightened.

These memories of the flood are not only the supreme magic method of preaching, but also the bell of the soul-inducing death.

The golden figure may be preached because of these memories of the desolation, or it may be destroyed because of these memories of the desolation.

The golden figure moved, and just wanted to turn into a divine light and escape, but helplessly found that he could no longer move, and said with a wry smile to the void: "I willingly leave all my power to the Feather Daoist." Isn't it true that you, the Supreme Being, can't give a glimmer of life to the little gods?"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom", the sky of the desolate world suddenly sounded an inexplicable thunder.

The wry smile on the golden figure's face froze, and it slowly turned into countless points of light, flying into the soul body of the sleeping Feather Daoist.

Without the presence of the golden figure, the golden ocean became sacred and peaceful again, calm and waveless. The space is calm again.

On the desolate land, there are countless sacred mountains and spiritual rivers. At this time, relatively few sentient beings in the wilderness can find a sacred mountain to perch onto.

However, the greedy nature of living beings is innate and does not discriminate between races. When sentient beings have a sacred mountain, they want a sacred mountain with more abundant spiritual energy.

As a result, in this primeval era of the Flood Wilderness, where cultivation resources were incomparably abundant, the beings of the Flood Wilderness fought each other for cultivation resources.

At the foot of an unnamed sacred mountain, two races are engaged in a bloody and ordinary battle.

In the primeval era of the desolation, every moment of the day, countless races fought each other for resources.

However, the wonderful thing is that an old man in a purple robe can't look at the two races that are fighting, and is walking towards the sacred mountain that the two races are fighting for step by step. And the two races that were fighting didn't even find the purple-robed old man.

Even the divine light, magic weapons and other attacks sent by the two sides only passed through the body of the purple-robed old man. And the purple-robed old man didn't have any defense at all, so he walked quietly and slowly towards the mountain.

The purple old man was slow but not slow, one step was tens of thousands of miles, and he walked to the sacred mountain in two or three steps.

The purple old man easily climbed the sacred mountain that the two races dreamed of, but he didn't pay attention to this sacred mountain, but set his eyes on the void above the sacred mountain.

When the purple-robed old man was carefully observing the void above the sacred mountain, two thunderous sounds suddenly sounded in his ears. The purple-robed old man only frowned slightly, but he didn't react, but continued to look at the void above the sacred mountain.

"Found it!now!" The purple-robed old man suddenly stared at a certain void, raised his hand and released a purple light, hitting the void, and said softly.

Infinite colored light suddenly released from the void where the purple light hit. A ninety-thousand-ninety-nine zhang divine mountain, surrounded by countless purple qi and covered in white jade, slowly appeared in the void.

"Sure enough, in the endless time and space!!" The purple-robed old man couldn't help but show a smile on his face, obviously very satisfied with this white jade mountain.

The purple-robed old man raised his right hand and released a purple light towards Bai Yushan. The purple light hit the White Jade Mountain, and immediately sucked the White Jade Mountain, slowly pulling the White Jade Mountain out of the endless time and space.

"It turns out that this mountain is Yujing Mountain!" The purple-robed old man pulled the White Jade Mountain from the endless time and space to his eyes, and couldn't wait to start refining the White Jade Mountain, and immediately understood all the information about the White Jade Mountain.

"So you're here!" The purple-robed old man quickly refined Yujing Mountain, and then began to search for Yujing Mountain, and finally found what he wanted.

The purple-robed old man looked nervous and slowly took out a broken white jade plate blooming with endless glow from the core of Yujing Mountain.

The purple-robed old man's nervous expression eased suddenly, he held the broken white jade plate in his hand, and laughed happily: "The third piece of creation jade!"

The purple-robed old man was excited for a while, and then reluctantly put away the incomplete creation jade.

The purple-robed old man began to think of the two thunderous sounds that sounded just now.

The purple-robed old man waved his hand, and a 30,000-mile-long map of the fortune of the desolate desolation tribes slowly stretched out in front of him.

"Hmm?!The heresy that appeared just now caused the luck of the future Protoss to soar!" The purple-robed old man looked at the pillar of luck of the Protoss representing the future in the Ten Thousand Races Qi Fortune Map, and said with a calm expression.

"In that case, then suppress the luck of the Protoss. On the purple-robed old man's right hand, a blood-red spear appeared out of thin air.

The blood-red spear suddenly trembled slightly, "brushed", instantly cut through the void, turned into a bloody light, and disappeared.

The purple-robed old man, who had solved everything, didn't even look at the two races that were desperately fighting below, and his figure slowly disappeared.

The two races below didn't know anything about what had just happened, and they were still fighting desperately for the sake of the sacred mountain.