At the moment when the treasure mirror was put into the world, in an unnamed mountain, a Taoist who was preaching suddenly paused, pinched his fingers, and raised his eyebrows. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Seeing that the big drama is about to open, but I don't want to be complicated at this moment, it seems that I still have to go back to the West to see, and there is nothing to do here, so let's leave, so as not to find the monkey in the future." ”

With a wave of his sleeves, the entire mountain suddenly rose into the air, then shrank little by little, and finally turned into a miniature small peak and fell into the sleeve.

"When the Great Awakening Golden Immortal is not two, the Western Mystic Law Ancestor Bodhi. The three or three elements are immortal, full of energy, all gods, and all compassion. Emptiness naturally changes, and it is true that nature can do it......"

The old way sang and walked forward, giving birth to lotus step by step, and there was no trace in an instant.

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At the same time, above the nine heavens, in a simple and magnificent palace, an old Taoist sat quietly in front of a gossip alchemy furnace with a whisk in his hand, and there were two little boys on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, and some were fanning for a while.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the gossip furnace trembled, and a puff of black smoke came out, obviously this furnace of elixir was scrapped.

"The disciple should die, the disciple should die. ”

"Please forgive me. ”

The two boys, who were originally very leisurely, suddenly changed their complexions, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, begging for mercy one by one.

And the old man who took the dust opened his eyes and looked at them lightly, but there was no expression, he was ruthless, he just looked up at the lower realm, without saying a word, waved his hand, and continued to calmly alchemy pills.

......

In addition to these two people, the five multicolored feathers behind a Bodhisattva in the Western Elysium suddenly jumped, and the cold Bodhisattva's eyes wandered for a while, as if he sensed something.

"Hehe, people are not as good as heaven, even the sacred heart can't replace the heavenly heart. The Bodhisattva whispered to himself, "I don't know if I can change the outcome, but it's always good to lay a chess piece, and who knows what will happen in the future?"

As he spoke, he saw that the colorful feathers behind him suddenly rose to the sky, and stirred fiercely towards a long river that spanned the past and future, spanned time and space, and filled the fate of creation, and the time was like a pool of spring water blown by the wind, with slight ripples.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

These are not to be said for the time being, but it is said that the treasure mirror took Ou Yang straight towards a big city with a peak of charm, although a five-clawed golden dragon soared into the air, as if it wanted to intercept, but the treasure mirror turned from real to virtual, and did not stop at all to cross the golden dragon and land in the corner of a huge palace group.

Boom!

But he heard a bell like a yellow bell and a big Lu ringing in Ouyang.

After sleeping for an unknown number of years, Ou Yang, who seemed to have been sealed, finally regained consciousness from the darkness in the depths. Whew, after waking up, Ou Yang didn't know what kind of existence he was now, he instinctively opened his eyes.

There was a fog in front of him, and then it became clear, and as far as the eye could see, this was an antique house, although it looked like a large family, but not to say that there was no luxury, but it looked a little dilapidated.

"Where is this?"

Ou Yang moved slightly, and there was a sharp pain all over his body, as if the flesh and bones around his body had been crushed, and it was impossible to move.

The corner of his eyes swept away, and he found that he was wearing a yellow python robe, but it was slightly white, and his figure was not much different from before, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Looks like I'm reborn again. ”

Ou Yang, who had an experience once, did not feel panicked, what made him speechless was that his cultivation was gone.

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek, it seems that there is only a slow cultivation. ”

The simple thing is that although the primordial spirit has dissipated, the soul power has not decreased, if it is re-cultivated, I believe that the cultivation speed is very fast, and it is not much more than the pride of the sky.

"It's a pity that except for the treasure mirror that I can't control, everything else I got in Shu Mountain has been ruined, and if I want to cultivate to the earth immortal again, I don't know how much more time it will take without the help of the elixir. ”

"However, it seems that the concentration of aura in this world is richer than that of Zhishu Mountain, which can speed up the cultivation speed. The body can't move, but Ouyang's thinking is running wildly, "The top priority is actually to understand the world, understand the identity of the body, then heal, and re-cultivate." ”

Squeak, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly walked in with a bowl of soup and medicine.

"Huh, the Twelfth Prince, are you awake? ”

This young man is not very old, at most twelve or thirteen years old, his face is handsome and fair, at this time, when he saw Ou Yang wake up, his dark eyes turned and he screamed in surprise.

"Prince?" Ou Yang was stunned for a moment, followed by a long-lost wave that emerged from the depths of the sea of knowledge, and when he had just entered Shushan, he was shocked by this huge memory, and I am afraid that he would fall asleep again, so Ou Yang's soul is huge now, but he frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with the Twelve Princes, is it uncomfortable, I'm about to drink the medicine. Seeing Ou Yang frowning, the young man thought that he was uncomfortable again, his face suddenly became anxious, and he hurriedly stepped forward with the medicine, wanting to feed Ou Yang to drink.

"Okay, I'm fine. Ou Yang waved his hand and said, "Xiao Lizi put down the medicine, I'll drink it later, now I want to be quiet, you go down first." ”

"This ...... Then you must remember, don't wait for it to be cold, you are still injured, don't think about it......"

"Okay, okay, let's go down, I see. Listening to Xiao Lizi's chattering instructions, Ou Yang waved his hand with a smile.

"I didn't expect that I actually came to this prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, and I also became the son of the famous Tian Khan. Absorbing the memories, Ouyang has an understanding of the world and identity he is in.

He actually came to the prosperous era of Zhenguan and became the son of Tang Taizong, named Li Fan, just because his mother was just a palace maid with status, and the original host was stupid, so he was not very valued.

But it is precisely because of this that Li Fan can grow up peacefully until now, but there are gains and losses, and a prince who is not taken seriously is treated a lot worse.

Living in a dilapidated palace in the corner of the palace, there is only Xiao Lizi who is waiting for him, but it's okay, at least he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, if Ou Yang is the first time he crosses, I'm afraid he is very willing to be a prince who eats and waits for death.

"Alas, this man is unlucky, he can't even drink water. Sorting out his memory, Ou Yang finally knew how the original owner was injured, but he went out, passed by the mountain gate, and went in to offer incense, but somehow, the weapon in the hand of the Buddha fell and smashed him.