Chapter Eighty-Eight: Raising Eyebrows and Inviting Cause and Effect, Zixiao Palace Views Words and Enlightenment
In the chaos, Hongjun Daoren and Yang Mei Ancestor confronted each other.
"How did you do that?" asked Hongjun Daoren.
"Poor Dao stood still and let Daoist friends attack, so he did a fight. The Raised Eyebrows Ancestor was very confident in himself and said lightly.
Hongjun Daoist nodded after hearing this, indicating agreement.
"Fellow Daoists, please!"
Hongjun Daoist also stopped talking, and directly took out the Pangu Banner and shook it, and suddenly, countless chaotic sword qi burst out, cutting through the chaos, and the earth, water, fire, and wind surged, hitting Yang Mei Ancestor.
However, when the sword qi hit the raised eyebrows ancestor, it didn't feel it at all, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Hongjun unbelievably unbelievably unleashed a few chaotic sword qi again, and the result was still the same. Then, he picked up the Pangu banner and hit it hard.
As soon as Pangu Banner touched Yang Mei Ancestor, he disappeared, Hongjun Daoist was shocked, what was going on, Pangu Banner was gone?
Subsequently, he took out the four swords of Zhuxian one after another and killed Yang Mei Ancestor, but the result was still the same, as soon as the four swords approached and raised their eyebrows, they would disappear.
After that, Hongjun Daoist took out the Taiji Yin and Yang Diagram, Yin and Yang flowed, wrapped in the raised eyebrows, and the Raised Eyebrows Ancestor was at this time with one hand towards the void, and suddenly the void cracked a huge opening, trapping the Taiji Diagram and disappearing.
Then Hongjun took out all kinds of treasures, all of which fell into the footsteps, except for the defensive spirit treasure in his hand, the others fell into the hands of the other party.
"Daoyou's spatial supernatural power is really powerful, and it is better to be poor. Hongjun Daoist sighed with emotion, if he didn't know that Yang Mei Ancestor used the law of space at this time, he wouldn't be Hongjun.
"Haha! Daoyou, even if we pass it, these will still be returned to Daoyou, and the poor Dao should go to the chaos. Yang Mei Ancestor took out all the treasures, and then returned them to Hongjun Daoren, without explanation, so as to end the cause and effect.
"Daoist friends are polite, this time the poor Taoist skills are not as good as people, and these treasures should be returned to Daoyou. β
"No need, these things are not too important to me, they are more important than me in the hands of Taoist friends, and the poor Dao will leave and go!"
The raised eyebrows said that he would go, and without hesitation, he had already gone to the chaotic world outside the realm.
The Chaos Realm Sea is the stage of the Chaos Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal.
After Yang Mei Ancestor left, the milky white light in the hands of Hongjun Daoist flickered, time stopped, and the years passed. Obviously, Hongjun Daoist can't only have a little magical power, and he has reservations. The person who raises his eyebrows has the magic power of space, and he also has the magic power of time, and time is more magical and mysterious than space.
If it weren't for the sake of ending the battle as soon as possible, so as to end the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, it would not be certain who would lose and who would win.
Hongjun glanced at the depths of chaos, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, the sea of chaos, he also wanted to go, but now that he has become a heavenly saint, unless he is detached, he can only stay in the desolate universe for the rest of his life.
Hongjun Taoist stood in place and was silent for a long time. After a while, he turned around and headed towards Zixiao Palace.
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In the midst of the chaos, countless Honghuang monks were walking with difficulty, looking for the Zixiao Palace. Some people who don't have spiritual treasures can only rely on their own cultivation to resist, and now they are embarrassed, and those who are reckless have long been eroded and swallowed by the chaotic qi, leaving nothing behind, which is very miserable. Hundreds of millions of years of cultivation turned into nothing in an instant, how not to make people lament.
"Big brother, I don't know how far it is?"
"It's not far away, it's coming soon. β
"Third brother, you don't know how many times you've asked along the way, can't you be patient, don't be so impatient. β
"Yes, yes, the younger brother is a little reckless, the second brother doesn't need to be surprised!"
These three people are naturally the three of them, and among the three of them, the first person walks in the chaos, like going to his own back garden, taking a leisurely walk, and the chaotic qi cannot erode a bit. Lao Tzu has the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda on his head, and all laws do not invade, and Tongtian is also a pure white lotus on his head, resisting the chaotic qi, and the three of them did not encounter any trouble along the way.
There was a deduction of the beginning all the way, and it didn't take long to reach Zixiao Palace.
"It's here. Yuan Shi said lightly.
After that, a golden light under the feet was brought over, and the three of them stepped on the golden avenue, the golden light flowed, and they arrived at a huge and majestic palace in an instant, the palace was splendid, the road rhyme was vast, and the plaque was engraved with the three big characters of "Zixiao Palace".
The first time Yuan Shi saw the three big characters of "Zixiao Palace", he felt a huge pressure of heaven and earth pressing towards him, and he stood still, looking up at the three big characters. At the second glance, what he saw was that countless avenues were intertwined and gathered in a river, the avenues were endless, boundless, and the sea was rhymed.
In an instant, Yuan Shi was immersed in it and could not extricate himself.
"Big brother!" Tongtian was just about to wake up Yuan Shi, when Lao Tzu hurriedly interrupted him and said softly:
"The eldest brother seems to have come to his senses, so we don't need to disturb him. β
"Oh!" Tongtian was stunned, and then found a random place to sit next to Yuan Shi, he didn't see anything in the three words "Zixiao Palace", so he didn't have any comprehension.
Yuan Shi stood upright in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, looked up at the three big characters of Zixiao Palace, if there were ten thousand rivers in front of him, ten thousand rivers gathered into the sea, but the sea could also be turned into ten thousand rivers at any time.
"Hmm, there are people who can see the avenue of the poor road and realize the Tao?!"
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Daoist was taken aback, and after that, he smiled slightly and said:
"You are destined to be a member of my Xuanmen, no matter what, this is your chance, and it depends on you how much you can comprehend. β
After that, Hongjun Ancestor didn't care too much, but closed his eyes, comprehended the Great Dao, and slowly rotated the jade of creation above his head.
Yuan Shizhou's body is simple and unpretentious, like a mortal, and he can't see the slightest cultivation. In his eyes, one after another divine wheels buzzed and emerged, and countless Dao flew over, like a glow, like a streamer, beautiful, and the sound of the Tao was melodious.
Yuan Shi felt as if he was swimming in the sea of avenues, wandering away from the source of the road.
Yuan Shi's body looked like a withered tree, as if it was lifeless, and fell into a state of silence, and around him, there was nothing.
He was like the oldest god in the midst of chaos, falling into a deep sleep, as if he was alive but not alive, as if he were dead rather than dead.
His Dao traced back to its origins, following to the source of the Great Dao, and one by one the Great Dao fell silent, becoming no longer powerful, but returning to the original!
Back to Meta!
It's back to the beginning!
Return to the chaos when the Dao Heaven and Earth never appeared!
Return to a place where there are no avenues, no immortal roads, and no Hongmeng avenues!
Everything is silent.
Suddenly, a slight heartbeat sounded out.
This heartbeat is like when the universe has not yet opened up, when everything is dead and silent, there is no light and no color, there is no life and no death, there is silence, there is no living being, there is no sound, the first sound that comes is the innate Dao sound, the first life in the great silence and great wilderness.
Knock β
Yuan Shi's aura gradually grew, stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger, he was like a demon god in chaos, an incomparably ancient god.
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