"Are you unreliable, can't you give a quasi-letter?" Fang Yuan patted the bowed back of the turtle that had transformed into a little old man with long eyebrows and big eyes.

"I've been here for 10,000 years, how can I remember it?" the turtle shook his head in embarrassment.

"What is the Founding Spirit?" asked Tong Xin'er, because she was very uneasy in her heart.

In fact, the founding primordial spirit is the beginning of the birth of the universe, there was a congenital mixed primordial spirit, the spiritual aperture was first opened, and gradually became sanity. Later, it was divided into four mysterious spiritual qi. Hongjun Ancestor, cultivating "Xuanqing Qi", later received three major disciples: Daode Tianzun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Tongtian Sect Master.

Mixed Kun Ancestor, cultivating "Xuan Lingqi", countless disciples, what pythons, snakes, beasts, Jiaopeng, lion monkeys...... All kinds of creatures with different images did not refuse to come. The proudest thing is that there are two major disciples. The eldest disciple is called the Taoist guide, and the second disciple is called the quasi-Taoist person, and the end is also an extraordinary immortal heart and profound Taoism.

Nuwa Niangniang, cultivating "Xuan Air", Nuwa has always been a human head and a snake body, withdrawn by nature, and does not talk much, but she has a broad mind and has always had the ambition of compassion and compassion. After Nuwa Niangniang chiseled out a heaven and earth with an axe from her nephew Yuan Shi Tianzun, Nuwa Niangniang took pity on the universe to create all things, so she used water and yellow mud, imitated the appearance of her little brother Lu Press, pinched countless male and female clay figures, and then blew a breath and put them on the ground, and they all came to life.

Lu pressed Daojun, cultivated "Xuanming Qi", as the so-called "Hongjun Ancestor is the first immortal, and the disciple Pangu opened the sky." There is Hongjun first, and then there is the sky, and Lu Zhuan Daojun is still ahead. "The four disciples of the founding Yuanling: Hongjun Ancestor, Mixed Kun Patriarch, Nuwa Niangniang and Lu Zhuan Daojun, the first three are profound, and the merits of the founding sect are really groundbreaking. Lu Zhudao people are the essence of fire. Flying out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements. The Three Holy Emperors of the Fire Cloud are not in the court, and the Yao Chi and the Emperor of Heaven are ignored in the middle. Not in the Three Religions, not in the Land of Bliss. It is not under the control of the king, and it is not subject to the earth. Xiaoxiao is free to swim with me, and she is free to scatter the saints.

Together, it is "clear and empty". Later generations respected him as Hongjun Ancestor, Mixed Kun Patriarch, Nuwa Niangniang and Lu Zhuan Daojun.

"The breath here makes people's whole body comfortable, and the qi of this spiritual mist penetrates into the body and dissolves into the meridians, making the whole body transparent, clear, and the true qi is more pure and powerful. It's really a blessed place for cultivating the truth," Dai Weiping smiled in surprise and closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yes, I also feel it, everyone is in the tunnel, crawling for so long, and tired, let's find a place to replenish the qi, rest, and then we will move east" Fang Yuan led everyone to a wide stone platform. Then with the fire rat sealed the tunnel entrance, and at the same time set up a trap array, and the demon man chased after him.

However, the seven pavilion flowers, seventeen Ruxiu were conflicted, with deep brows, a sad face, and endless sighs. Perhaps the unbearable past made her fearful, the fear of the past, the fear of facing the world in the future, and the unbearable life experience of three hundred years made them shackle their hearts and hands and feet, and they didn't know where to go.

Zhu Gao comforted Ling Yuehua and said: "It stands to reason that it should be safe now, it is absolutely impossible for them to chase and rob here, and it is only a matter of time before they get out of the transformation realm, everyone should be happy, why do they still look miserable."

The eyes of these twenty women were red, and the ruthless teardrops fell like a curtain of beads with broken threads, and Ling Yuehua was weak and boneless, like water, clinging to Zhu Gao's body: "Three hundred years of torture have made our whole body filthy, we are now cockroaches in dark corners, rats in burrows, we are afraid to see the sun, we are afraid to face the world, because we have a shameless past, because our bodies and even souls are covered with dirt."

Zhu Gao's weak heart was touched, tears fell from his eyes, and he hugged Ling Yuehua tightly and said: "I don't allow you to be arrogant, let alone look down on yourself like this, you are Jielian who comes out of the mud and is not stained, and you are a fairy who strayed into the quagmire."

"Everyone has secrets that they dare not say deep in their hearts, and everyone will have unbearable past things that they have no shame to face, who can be without faults? Life must go on, let go of the embrace, regain a new life, and do not have to go against the past, just like a worm chrysalis turning into a colorful butterfly, as if this is the transformation of life" Fang Yuandi explained.

"Let's rest first, the original crippled body and essence have not fully recovered, so take advantage of this opportunity to restore your own cultivation and wash your heart and grief," Dai Weiping sighed deeply.

"How many things in ancient and modern times, all of them are laughing and talking, everyone relaxes their mood and understands it well, maybe their mood will be better" Fang Yuan was also physically and mentally exhausted after these days, and soon entered the cultivation.

Unconsciously, time flies, and a terrifying scream of "Wow-" woke everyone up from cultivation.

"What's wrong" Dai Weiping looked at the childlike child who was the first to go out.

"That—there's a big white tiger, it's so terrifying, it's watching us all the time," Tong Xin'er pointed to a tiger in front of him that seemed to have all the three or four big tigers in the world, sitting under a very lush and radiant ancient willow tree that looked like it was proud of the sky. Behind it is a grove of willows of different shapes and sizes, rustling with a breeze, revealing gusts of wind and fear.

"I didn't pay attention just now, how can there be such a large willow forest, look at this posture for at least thousands of years, plus there is a tiger standing forward" Dai Weiping's heart began to feel uneasy, perhaps the nervous nerves that had just entered this valley began to relax, and the excitement of rebirth was so that he was negligent for a while, so that the cool breeze on his back and the cold hair stood upright.

"After thinking about it, it has no malicious intentions, otherwise we would have all been its belly just now, Fang Yuan quietly approached this white tiger.

"Uh-hmm-" The white tiger roared to the sky, stood up, and looked at the circle. This long howl really frightened everyone back again and again, relying on each other, holding their breath.

"Calm down, calm down, I have no malicious intent" Fang Yuan bowed his hand and slowly approached.

The tiger seemed to be reasonable, squatted down, Fang Yuan approached and touched its head: "Yes, that's it, you must be a divine beast, you should be able to understand my words, how can you be here?"

"Little cultivator, how could he enter here, what is the purpose, what is the crime of worrying about my master and his old man's dreams" The tiger spoke, and he was full of domineering.

Fang Yuan said in a loud voice: "How is the little true one, is it a sin to come here? Who is your master, why worry about his dreams."

"Uh-hmm-" There was another angry roar, and the tiger's claws waved under a fierce wind, drawing a claw mark as deep as a chasm on the smooth stone wall as hard as iron: "I really don't know whether to live or die, if it weren't for the mysterious spirit qi on your body, if I claw down, you would have become powder a long time ago."

At this time, Fang Yuan had just gotten out of the wolf cave and entered the tiger pool, life and death were torn together, he didn't know whether it was resentment or hatred, and he was afraid of death, so he said angrily: "So what, is it possible that if the mana is strong, can he ignore the life and death of others?

"The common people are like ants, the strong are respected, the weak eat the strong, this is the law, the cultivators don't understand this truth" The tiger squatted behind and was about to tear and kill.

"Haha, I really don't understand this, I only know that 'heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.'" The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs. Between heaven and earth, it is like a layer, void and unyielding, moving and coming out. It is better to keep the middle than to talk too much'. It can be seen that your master is also ordinary, so he will teach you this unreasonable brute, "Fang Yuan is secretly lucky, he has been swallowing his anger for a long time, why bear it again? The anger that has been suppressed for a long time in his heart must always be vented, and he is not afraid of death, now he can only live in a dead place."

"Presumptuous-" Suddenly a loud sound sounded in the space, deafening, and the ground moved, as if the heaven and earth in this valley were about to collapse, the true qi was controlled, and the whole body was weak, Fang Yuanqiang supported it with a perseverance, otherwise he would have sat on the ground like the twenty or so girls behind him.

"I'll be presumptuous, what," Fang Yuan roared angrily as he suppressed the hot blood in his heart.

At this time, the fierce tiger was fierce, as if it was about to eat people, and everyone stood up strongly, with a posture of looking at death as if they were at home, waiting for the god of death to come and fight with it.

"Righteous Tiger, stand down" The loud voice like a bell sounded again, and the fierce tiger retracted its breath and retreated behind the ancient tree.

But then there was a gust of wind, and the inextricable wicker flew in the air like a group of fierce snakes, like floating silk, and there were bursts of coercion between them, constantly growing and intertwining, and enveloping them like a net of heaven and earth.

All of them sacrificed their spirit swords to fight against them and fight with them. But the wicker was more like steel, more like a divine weapon, and it didn't hurt it at all, except for a spark.

Fang Yuan immediately sacrificed the Xuanyuan Sword, and with one move: the "Dry Heaven Wuji" sword suddenly flew out of his hand, piercing straight into the sky, and in front of him, countless sword qi poured down like flowing water. Wherever the sword qi went, the wicker was not constantly broken and sprinkled on the ground. At the same time, Dai Weiping's green sword turned into a cyan light and hit the willows around him, and the catkins flew one after another. Zhu Gao's nail rake was fighting against the tiger, but the others were powerless to fight for a while, and they were covered in the willow net, wrapped like a chrysalis waiting to transform.

"Haha, with your little cultivation, why bother in vain? This transformation ant may be stronger than you" After the loud voice, the ancient willow transformed into an old man, Gu Shuo, Shenqi, two eyes with authority exuded a powerful momentum, but there were two white and long eyebrows on it, and the thick lips were open with majesty.

"What I fight for is benevolence and righteousness," Fang Yuan roared angrily. If you think about this kind of appearance, such as the legendary Yang Mei Daxian, and a disciple named Yihu, is it really him? Impossible, why is he here?