Buzhou Shenshan stands proudly in the center of the desolate world, standing on top of the sky, traversing the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, straight into the sky, the black mountain does not grow a single inch of grass, since the opening of the desolate wilderness, it has been shrouded in the divine will of the great god of Pangu to open the world and the vast will of the endless wilderness, suppressing the heavens and determining the world.

The top of the week, covered with ice and snow all day long, 10,000 years of ice, the wind howling, the nine days of gangqi raging endlessly, the heavens and stars, the brilliant sky, within reach. At a glance, the vast sky is sprinkled with goose feathers and heavy snow, forbidding living beings, and there is no life within 10,000 miles.

Suddenly, in the land of thousands of miles of snow, the golden light appeared, the eyes of the Styx looked at the infinite starry sky deeply, lying quietly in a snow field of a certain size, and a mysterious and majestic power surged around, blowing snowflakes to fly, turning into a golden light protective cover covering the Styx River around a radius of ten meters, the snow could not enter, and the wind could not penetrate.

Styx's body exudes vitality, the flesh is mixed, the skin is as bright as jade, and the twin swords in his arms also obediently restrain the ferocious aura, like a thousand-year-old antique, lying quietly in the arms of Styx.

Styx's expression was serene and indifferent, his dark and deep eyes were as calm as water, looking at the vast sky faintly, the faces of his relatives in the previous life continued to flash in the depths of his eyes, hiding deep thoughts, was it persistent, or resolute? Maybe he was tired, Styx's eyelashes closed slightly, and his eyes closed. A tear was like a pearl, slowly sliding down from the crystal and shining cheeks of the River Styx, the crystal luster flashed and flashed, and a delicate glass face loomed in the clear teardrop, with a warm smile on the face, and gradually fell to the ground, turning into a crystal clear ice bead.

A huge storm continued to converge, the Nine Heavens Qi, the light of the heavens and stars, and the immeasurable innate aura rolled up the storm whirlpool, constantly pouring into the golden protective shield around the River Styx, in an instant, all faded into the fury and heaviness, turning into wisps of pure innate aura, constantly nourishing the crystal body of the River Styx.

But he never noticed that the crystal teardrop next to the River Styx was also shining with light, absorbing the aura that seemed insignificant to the River Styx, and constantly strengthening himself.

Styx enlightened itself, its heart was thorough, it washed away the distractions of the soul, and the dust of the world, without immaculate thoughts, and the heart and God were one.

For a while, Styx felt that the law of the Great Dao, the charm of martial arts, was so close to him, and he was in the emptiness, feeling the law of the Great Dao in the underworld, and constantly absorbing and enriching himself.

In the dark, the sound of the avenue and the sky contains inexplicable, giving birth to the world and resounding through the world.

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The avenue is sloppy, and it can be left and right. All things are born without giving up, and they are not succeeding. The garment is covered with all things but not the Lord, and can be called small, and all things are returned to the Lord without the Lord, but can be called great. It is not self-sufficient in the end, so it can become great.

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There is a mixture of things, born from nature. Lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, but the strong word is said. The name of the strong is great. The big is gone, the past is far away, and the far is reversed. Therefore, the Tao is great, the sky is great, the earth is great, and the people are also great. There are four major domains, and people live in one of them.

Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature.

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On the desolate land, the fierce beast clan dominates the heaven and earth, and there are all kinds of tribes, killing each other, countless great supernatural beings clearly feel that the breath of the catastrophe is getting closer and closer, and the entire desolation has fallen into a strange calm, which is the dawn before the storm.

Time passed, not only how many years have passed, thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, there is no way to know, only know that on the top of the Shenshan Mountain, the violent and dry Nine Heavens Gang Qi is wanton and non-stop, the raging wind is howling over and over again, and the heavy snow covers layer after layer, as if it is eternal and immortal.

A few kilometers under the snow-covered river Styx

Dressed in a blood robe, sleeping quietly in the boundless snow, the rhyme of the whole body flows, the law is shining, the golden shield is thick and qualitative, and the cyan mystical lines are constantly circulating on the protective cover, if it is not for the strong and powerful heartbeat of the River Styx, it seems that he may be considered a dead person.

Styx is enlightened, he doesn't know anything about the outside world, only a life instinct to protect himself, Ren Ran seems to be still immersed in the ocean of the Great Dao, without the slightest intention of sobering up, his expression is calm and indifferent like water, the 1.2960 thousand cells in his body are running rapidly, the qi and blood around his body are thick and pure, mellow and free, the power of the mysterious law is constantly circulating, and the crystal body is engraved with mysterious Dao patterns.

The glass-colored teardrops beside Styx are like a diamond, shining, exuding the light of life, constantly absorbing the aura and creation around Styx, as if giving birth to a fresh life, and a strong and powerful heartbeat comes from the crystal teardrops.

Life, a life was produced in the glass teardrops, a fresh life, this life absorbs the creation of heaven and earth into a spirit, with the memory of the past life of the Styx as the soul, the tears of the Styx cast the body, the essence of heaven and earth, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, and the Styx inadvertently guarded for tens of thousands of years, from the evil spirits, to this day, it finally came true, producing an ignorant and pure soul.

If you count the relationship, was this life created by the River Styx, or is it half of the River Styx itself?

Time is rising, the war on the Flood Continent is endless, almost all the Flood Wilderness tribes are involved, killing, war, staged on the flood land at any time, the Flood Wilderness Hundred Tribes, as well as the blood left by the fierce beast clan after the battle, constantly converges to the blood sea under the Nine Shadows, and dyes the boundless blood sea more blood red. Gradually, the war on the desolate continent continued, entering a white-hot stage, forming a fierce beast clan force respected by the beast emperor god, and the desolate hundred clan forces formed by some innate gods such as Hongjun and Yangmei, the two powerful forces are bounded by Buzhou Mountain, yearning across the mountain, and the resentment between the two forces continues to deepen.

In an instant, the catastrophe broke out, wolf smoke was everywhere, the beast tide was surging, and the desolate land was in shambles.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,

The blue-black mountain, the top of the Buzhou Mountain where the wind and the moon are raging. No matter how chaotic the desolate land was, the killing continued, but the top of the Buzhou Divine Mountain, which stood in the middle of the desolate world, was still as calm as ever, and the vast mountain did not change because of the outbreak of the catastrophe.

Suddenly, the glazed teardrops next to the River Styx shone brightly, and the brilliant nine-colored light broke through the snow and shone on the top of the Buzhou Divine Mountain.

The nine-colored light on the gorgeous glass teardrops continues to gather, and the glazed teardrops buried deep in the ground continue to absorb the innate aura of the heavenly sea, and the opportunity of creation is like the river of life, giving the glazed teardrops the miracle of life.

The stars shine, shining brightly, and in the shining nine-colored dazzling, the glass teardrops flicker. Suddenly, an ancient light of life fell from the sky, shot into the clear glass teardrops, in an instant, the amber glass teardrops turned into the wind, turned into a national color glass twenty-eight girl, bright cheeks are as bright as jade, like nature, without any powder. A pair of bright and clear eyes are like the eyes of a newborn baby, curious and innocent looking around, like a girl next door, the expression makes countless people feel distressed.

The girl is dressed in a snow suit, her immature body is petite and exquisite, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, her jewel-like bright eyes reveal a trace of confusion, and her delicate pink lips open and close slightly.

"Where is this, and who am I?"

The faint fairy sound sounded under the snow-covered bottom, making people not feel sinking!

The girl's bright eyes, as if washed by the clear snow, were shining, lost in everything, and indulged in reincarnation. Mu Ran, a figure was reflected in those addictive eyes, dressed in a bloody robe, a young man sleeping peacefully, holding two bronze ancient swords in his slender hands.

"Who will you be? Why do you make me so familiar and affectionate?" The glass-colored eyes looked fixedly at the sleeping young man, and the girl's glass-like eyes showed a faint contemplation.

"Are you my father? or my lover?"

Recalling the hidden memories hidden in the depths of her mind, the girl's small Joan nose wrinkled incomprehensibly, and her bright eyes looked curiously at the sleeping Styx, and her little heart was full of incomprehension and curiosity.

The girl elbowed her little head with both hands, and her bright eyes looked at the Styx sleeping quietly on the ice bed, and the girl's little heart didn't know what to feel, she only felt that the Styx was so good-looking, and unconsciously, the girl's little heart had quietly imprinted the figure of the Styx.

The snow on the top of Buzhou Mountain is still flying and raging, the wind is raging across the snow, Zhou Tian starlight is wantonly scattered on Buzhou Mountain, illuminating the gray sky on Buzhou Mountain, the starlight is bright, always seems so holy, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, like a giant, quietly watching the desolate land.

Time is long, I don't know how many years have passed, the atmosphere of the catastrophe on the desolate land is becoming more and more tense, the desolate tribes and the fierce beast clan are fighting wantonly, and the corpses of many creatures left on the glorious and glazed desolate land are gradually turned into dry bones in the quicksand of time.

At this moment, on the top of Buzhou Mountain, the River Styx, which was sleeping on the ice bed, had a slight reaction in the girl's bright eyes, and the long eyelashes of the River Styx trembled slightly, and slowly opened the deep eyes.