However, it was said that Yu Duxiu dreamed of returning to ancient times, and with a call, the entire Kunlun Mountain catered to it, causing the ancestors to be shocked, and they all went around to explore the source of the changes in Kunlun Mountain.

Yu Duxiu stood on top of the spiritual land with hazy eyes, and her eyes gradually regained consciousness from hazy.

"A sense of eternity, eternal waiting, can only be seen today" Yu Duxiu's eyes flashed with a sigh, regretful.

At the beginning of the opening of the sky, in addition to the innate Fusang wood, there was another thing that suppressed the earth, water, wind and fire, and that was the legendary laurel.

Yes, you heard it right, it's Laurel.

The innate Fusang wood belongs to fire, the Lord destroys, and the Lord is masculine, representing the power of the supreme yang between heaven and earth.

The innate laurel belongs to the yin and cold, the main creation, the power of the main creation, representing the power of the yin between heaven and earth.

Back then, the ancestral dragon was angry and wanted to destroy the heavens and the earth, but he grabbed the innate Fusang wood with one claw, and then the heavens and the earth fought back and died in the world.

And that laurel escaped a catastrophe, when that laurel and the innate Fusang wood were the oldest creatures at the beginning of the opening of the sky, and they had already derived spiritual wisdom.

Since the beginning of the opening of the sky, the laurel and the innate Fusang wood in the desolate and miserable world support each other, promote each other, qi and machine exchange, perhaps another kind of double cultivation complementary, mutual promotion, since the beginning of the opening of the heavens until the ancestral dragon and the heaven and earth war, and then destroy the innate Fusang wood, but I don't know how many billions of years have passed, such a long time of companionship, its feelings are deep enough to make the sea dry and rotten.

"This Kunlun is the place where I bury my bones" Yu Duxiu stepped on Kunlun, looking at the sky-rising, endless pillar of heaven, the hub of heaven and earth, who knows, this so-called Kunlun is actually the body of the ancient congenital Fusang wood" Yu Duxiu muttered to himself, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, he was the innate Fusang wood. He refined the innate Fusang wood and accepted the bloodline inheritance of the innate Fusang wood, but he felt the same way.

"Not only mine, but also Zulong's" Yu Duxiu's voice was low.

"Alas" sighed, but it was passed down through the ages.

Yu Duxiu forgot the Dharma with ether, and cut off all the distracting thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't cut off the sorrow in his heart, dreamed back to eternity, and felt empathy, how could that kind of injury be so easy to be cut off.

"This Kunlun is the hub of heaven and earth. It is the body of the congenital Fusang wood, I saved the branches of the congenital Fusang wood that are about to die with the congenital divine water, and then the soul stays in the congenital Fusang wood, but it is the life of the congenital Fusang wood in this heaven and earth, the contribution of the congenital Fusang wood to heaven and earth is immeasurable, but I have received the legacy of the congenital Fusang wood, and accepted the immeasurable luck, and the heaven and earth will bless me with all kinds of lives, and I am the real pride of the sky. This is what heaven and earth owe me, and it owes me for eternity" Yu Duxiu muttered to himself, and slowly took steps: "I was separated from the congenital laurel back then, and I don't know where the congenital laurel went." You must know that the innate laurel is an innate genus, and if you want to transform into a shape, it is not so easy."

Yu Duxiu shuttles in this Kunlun Mountain, and the hills are like flat ground. It can't stop Yu Duxiu's pace in the slightest.

Through the layers of mountains and forests, Yu Duxiu unconsciously avoided everyone's sight and perception and came to a valley.

"Valley of the Burial Gods".

Yu Duxiu looked at the cliff of the valley. Three flickering runes with golden light flashing in their eyes.

There is a god in the opening heavens, and God and the Tao are the same.

This god is not a god who is now a god, but a god who is truly born in response to heaven and earth and presides over a certain law.

The innate Fusang wood fused by Yu Duxiu, the fire attribute, the main destruction, is the god of fire, the god of destruction.

The laurel lord is the god of creation.

Looking at the eternal coldness on the font, Yu Duxiu sighed slightly: "It must have been written by Yuegui, I can feel that the ancient true body is buried in this valley."

Saying that, Yu Duxiu took a step forward, instantly fused with the surrounding mountains and stones, and the next moment his body had disappeared into Kunlun, and the power of all beings in the heavens, but no one noticed Yu Duxiu's disappearance.

Walking into the canyon, Yu Duxiu suddenly felt that after the world was spinning, his eyes were cheerful.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the aura is abundant, and the endless spiritual flowers and plants are slowly blooming.

Yu Duxiu moved his fingers, and not far away, he saw a tombstone.

This tombstone is the size of a small mountain, thousands of feet high, and it is a precious treasure condensed in the heavens.

"Fusang Daojun, bury your bones here, mention the author's laurel."

Looking at the delicate font on the tombstone, the font flashed with endless cold power, Yu Duxiu slowly read out.

"Huh?" Just when Yu Duxiu wanted to take another step forward, but suddenly his body stiffened in the void, and an extremely cold force slowly brewed in the void, as long as his foot landed, he would inevitably be frozen to death by that extremely cold force, even if he Yu Duxiu had all kinds of treasures to protect his body.

"This is the back hand left by Yuegui," Yu Duxiu said to herself.

At this time, Yu Duxiu dreamed back to ancient times, as if he had dreamed of his past and present lives, and he had the feeling of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, and he couldn't tell whether he was a butterfly or the butterfly was himself.

At this moment, Yu Duxiu truly fused with the innate Fusang wood, and truly controlled the innate Fusang wood.

"If this attack is someone else, except for the Sect Ancestor, even a quasi-immortal will be frozen, but when it falls on me, it is just offset" Yu Duxiu's body 'bang', a wisp of innate divine fire instantly protected the body, and all the cold power immediately dissolved without a trace at the moment when it approached the innate divine fire.

"It belongs to me, I will take it back after all, this Kunlun Mountain is the composition of the limbs that I fell back then, and what is buried in this canyon is the most essential part of the innate Fusang wood, the heart of Fusang wood" Yu Duxiu slowly came to the tombstone, but the next moment he saw the red light flashing all over his body, and the branches slowly stretched out from Yu Duxiu's body, and slowly stretched out towards the tombstone.

"Boom".

A thumb-sized innate Fusang wood flew out of the ancestral aperture of Yu Duxiu, but I saw that the fiery red light on the outstretched branches flowed through, and countless ancient innate Fusang wood The most essential parts of the body were continuously absorbed by Yu Duxiu, and the innate Fusang wood was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Leaves are derived, branches are constantly intertwined and entangled, countless innate lines are derived on the innate Fusang wood, and the countless branches have pierced the void and spread towards the endless void, constantly searching for all kinds of true fire in the heavens and all worlds.

"But it's my creation, the essence of the ancient innate Fusang wood that has been saved for hundreds of millions of years, although it has dissipated for millions of years, but it is cheap for me" Feeling the growth of the innate Fusang wood, feeling the power of his own continuous strength, Yu Duxiu was excited in his heart.

"There is time to find the congenital laurel, the congenital laurel has been practicing since the opening of the sky, even a pig can prove the immortal way, not to mention the laurel tree of the congenital path, I have now inherited the identity of the congenital Fusang wood, if I can find the congenital laurel, with his friendship with the congenital Fusang wood for hundreds of millions of years, this seat is another help, even in the face of the ancestor immortals, it is also guaranteed, it is a real antique that has survived since the beginning of the opening of the sky, but it is a longer existence than the ancestor immortals" Yu Duxiu muttered to himself.

Endless Taiyin Star, a cold current swept through the nine heavens and ten earths, the entire Taiyin Star was shrouded in that cold current, this cold current was extremely cold, and the quasi-immortals who cultivated to be slightly weaker, as soon as they stepped in, they would be instantly frozen and turned into statues, and even the innate immortal aura could not escape.

In the endless cold current, but I saw a laurel tree, crystal clear, exuding a faint fragrance standing on the Taiyin star, growing quietly, under which Taiyin star, a woman with the best face in the world, extremely beautiful looked at the void in the distance, just in a daze, but did not know what she was thinking.

This woman seems to be made of creation, extremely beautiful, crowning the world, if it is not for the cold, but I don't know how many disciples will be provoked.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman's heart moved slightly: "But what's the matter, why did this seat suddenly have a sense on a whim? Could it be that the opportunity to be immortal has arrived? Yes, I have waited for countless years, the great world has finally come, and it is time for me to become enlightened."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman moved slightly, and her figure slowly dissipated into the void. (To be continued.) )