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The east corner of the canopy hangs down from the top like splashed ink, drop by drop, gradually blurred, hundreds of polar night stars are clearly extinguished, and occasionally dozens of them are as big as Ming Dou, mysterious and far away. The real celestial phenomena are far from being able to be fake and real by such close proximity to brilliant crystals.

Jia Jia thought about the scene he had seen in the Tianji Palace, only felt that it was bright and bright, beautiful and beautiful, but it was always missing the atmosphere and shock that the real celestial phenomena could give, mysterious and far-reaching, leading people to explore the truth.

"Southwest direction," Jia Jia was immersed in the vast atmosphere, only to hear Gu Lang on the side suddenly mutter.

She turned her head to look at Gu Lang, and was crashing into the gaze he had seen, only to see his lips move slightly, Jia Jia stared for a moment, and suddenly her heart was shocked: Lying in Zen Valley!

If this is the case, Jia Jia will see the hundreds of stars shining in the sky: prosperity can be expected.

There was a look of excitement on her face: "The prosperity can be expected! It is really the prosperity of the world! This feeling is by no means understandable to ordinary mortals. Except for Shaoxin and the two figures who are outside the world and the group of cultivators, how many years has there been no one in the world?

At the moment, if it was really the scene caused by the entry and exit of the dust in the later period of the Miao Wuhua Hidden God, then it was really the opportunity that the monk had been waiting for for tens of thousands of years, and Jia Jia felt a feeling in her heart. A tidal wave is coming. And there is a sense of honor.

See. The monks waited tens of thousands of years. The first to enter the dust was my Kunlun monk. At this moment, the sense of identity of the monks present was unprecedentedly high.

"Wonderful real people are in and out of the dust!" the monks present shouted as they looked at the night covered with polar stars.

It's time to cheer. Out of the dust, just one step away from the legendary ascension. The Hunting Heavenly Ring and the Tongtian Immortal Crystal were lost and recovered, the spiritual energy of the True Realm of Vertical Cultivation skyrocketed, and the cultivation of the Zongqun Cultivation was no faster than in the past, far faster than back then. But no one expected that this day would come so soon.

In the midst of the cheers, a slight sigh sounded in her ears, and Jia Jia turned her head. looked at Gu Lang: "Senior brother, what are you sighing for?"

The corners of Gu Lang's lips were slightly hooked, and a light smile welled up on his lips: "I'm thinking that going in and out of the dust is to be jubilant, if one day, someone really soars to success, shouldn't it be the joy of the whole world?"

After that, after waiting for a long time, without waiting for Jia Jia's answer, Gu Lang turned his head to look, but saw Jia Jia's eyes shining and looking at the bright night sky. For a moment, she felt that the stars in the sky were far less shining than her pupils.

"The day will come. The nun's eyes sparkled. "There will come a day when the whole world will rejoice for us. The voice was soft but resolute. At that moment, Gu Lang suddenly had an idea out of thin air: that day would come, within reach.

This is a silent but unusually beautiful catastrophe, and it is also a new chapter in the cultivation realm.

Dozens of stars as big as a bright bucket cross the sky like meteors, gather in the sky above the Wozen Valley, open and close between the lotus flower to be released, the beauty is intoxicating.

The first thunderbolt hung down from the corner of the sky, silently falling on the stars like lotus flowers waiting to be released, the sky shook, everything was like watching a silent movie, spreading like a tide, and finally only the budding lotus flowers were not dispersed, like a layer of newly opened lotus petals.

Everyone seems to be aware that today's thunderstorm may be inseparable from the lotus.

After hesitation, the second thunderbolt followed, and then fell, still silent and silent, and even in the eyes of outsiders, there was no danger except for the layers of lotus petals. And all this danger is only borne quietly by the person in the sackcloth and hair in the Lying Meditation Valley, and the lotus shadows under the seat are heavy, changing directions, and the beauty is unpredictable.

Under the third thunderstorm, the budding lotus petals seen by outsiders have opened to the third level, but Miao Wuhua under the seat has a flickering figure, and the first-class red flows from the corner of his mouth. His eyes opened suddenly, looking at the Lying Zen Valley where the sky was low, and the wood was golden, and the shadows in front of him were full of shadows, and the scenes flashed in front of him one by one.

Seeing that the fourth heavenly tribulation was about to come, almost unprecedented, Miao Wuhua oozed a huge bead of sweat on his forehead: even though he had been prepared, this silent heavenly tribulation was still beyond his expectations. However, Xiao Shi was not what he expected, all because no one had advanced to the dust in the entire cultivation realm for tens of thousands of years, and this realm, which could be said to have not been reached for tens of thousands of years, was suddenly opened by him, even if he was fully prepared, he was caught off guard.

The bones on the back of Mei Qihe's head bulged slightly, beating gently, and the brain choice was about to be extreme, and the scene of watching flowers and flowers finally became slower and slower, and finally became a freeze frame: the slender female cultivator in Tsing Yi stood up, glanced at the surrounding group of cultivators, and no longer bowed her head, but insisted: "I'm not wrong!"

The overwhelming assertion echoed in the ears: "Although it has not been recorded in the "General Outline of the Formation", in Jiajia's view, throughout the world, the East China Sea is the boundary of water, the west is desolate and mineral, the gold is gold, the 100,000-mile mountains in the north are wood, the red magma in the south is fire, and the earth of Shenzhou is earth. Corresponding to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, if you look at it according to the formation, the whole world is the simplest five elements life and rest array. It is the endless life of the world, the reincarnation of the four seasons, and the immortality of ten thousand years. ”

is obviously just a little girl who is less than a hundred years old, but it makes him fall in love again and again, and when he is in danger, his ears keep echoing.

With both palms, lotus was born in the palms, and five windless automatic spiritual power flowers loomed in the palms.

Miao Wuhua's eyes were lowered, and the thunderous sound of the fourth heavenly tribulation was already on the side of his ears, and his eyes widened sharply: The ancestors have clouds, and knowledge is not divided into ages, only depths, so why not listen to the judgment of the juniors?

The heart moves at will, the five flowers of spiritual power fall into the five corners of the Lying Meditation Valley, pull each other with an endless line of spiritual energy, as if touching the situation that the predecessors have not touched, the light in the Lying Meditation Valley is blooming, followed by the fourth heavenly tribulation, encountering the light of this big release, everyone saw the lotus petals suddenly closed, and bloomed again, slightly turning, the surrounding stars fell like rain, as if an ancient song from the distant night sky.

The beads of sweat that had been hanging on his forehead for a long time finally dripped down, sprinkled on the placket of his clothes, beads of sweat splashed everywhere, Miao Wuhua suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the five lines of spiritual energy pulling each other, and most of the spiritual power was dispersed weakly but unyieldingly. Miao Wuhua looked around blankly, finally moved her lips, lowered her head and muttered: "What Master Zu said is good, knowledge knows no age, only depth." So she's right, it's really a creation theory. Perhaps he didn't realize that when the judgment came out, although he was noncommittal and stood aside, he was actually in his heart, otherwise he would not have had this seemingly ridiculous, but in fact bold and bright judgment in his mind.

Miao Wuhua's unwavering eyes showed a hint of appreciation, five aura lotus connected the five lines, with this five lines of protection, the dust is hopeful, Miao Wuhua closed his eyes again, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next thunder.

Jia Jia never thought that his judgment had been unconsciously accepted by the strongest man in Kunlun today, nor did he think that he would have future consequences in the future. One day, perhaps no one would have expected that although the unintentional words of that day would not be accepted by the people of the world, time would prove the ultimate right or wrong.

Everyone saw that under this silent catastrophe, the sevenfold lotus finally became a shadow, and the sevenfold lotus flower hanging under the canopy of the sky and surrounded by stars swayed in the air like the opening of a new chapter for human monks, and it never dispersed for a long time.

This catastrophe, which was separated by tens of thousands of years, is destined to go down in history, just like Miao Wuhua herself.

On both sides of the canopy, the sky with different seasons was dusk and night, and the night was bright again, and the appearance of the first round of dawn pierced the entire celestial phenomenon that had been transformed by the catastrophe, and the group cultivators were still unsatisfied.

The sevenfold lotus flower hanging from the sky finally dispersed, and was replaced by a sky-pouring majesty that rose from the southwest of Tai'a Peak, followed by a monk in sackcloth and black hair stepping on the cloud frame from the southwest to the Lying Zen Valley.

There was silence in all directions, and after a while, he was greeted by a group of cultivators kneeling down, and the shouts resounded through the sky: "Congratulations to Miao Zhenren for his advancement!"

Regardless of whether Jia Jia and the others understand that there is still a lord in this world, there is also a Shaoxin, or maybe there are other monks who have been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years in the world. But for the world's group of cultivators, Miao Wuhua should be the first person in the world - the only dusty monk who has traces to follow.

The pattern of the late Tibetan God as the top that was faintly maintained in the Xiuzhen Realm was finally broken: there was finally a monk above the late Tibetan God monks, and this monk was his Kunlun monk, and the Kunlun monks were excited.

The difference in strength between the Dust Monk and the Tibetan God Monk is already the difference between heaven and earth. A monk who came out of the dust is not comparable to ten monks in the late stage of the Tibetan gods. Even if this number one in the world may only be a few years, at least for now, Monk Kunlun is the number one in the world in the hearts of the group cultivators.

Miao Wuhua stood there quietly, feeling the group of cultivators bowing their heads, at this moment, he was the first person in the eyes of the world, but so what? Entering the dust, the spiritual platform became more and more transparent, Miao Wuhua smiled, and his eyes were mysterious and distant.

Jia Jia raised his head, saw Miao Wuhua standing against the light, this smile is just like the Buddha smiling at the flowers, there is no sadness and no joy in the eyes, only transparency.

(To be continued......)