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At the same time, the Yuan Shi Tianzun sat high in front of the stage, and the second and third generations of disciples below sat quietly. Looking at the thousands of disciples he selected, each of them was carefully selected, perhaps because he took too much care of them, so that they were basically free from disasters. For the sake of them to create a separation from their own brothers. However, seeing that his senior brothers and junior brothers were far away, the entire three sects could only be mastered by themselves, and they couldn't let these disciples go too far.

Primordial Tianzun nodded to the white crane boy behind him. The White Crane Boy immediately rang the bell in front of the palace to let these disciples be quiet here.

"Your senior uncle and third uncle still have some great powers to go to the chaos, join Shan Yuan, and seek opportunities. When you leave, entrust me to take care of one or two, and you must remember that the three sects are a family, and you can't look for bad luck during this time, otherwise I will be severely punished. ”

At this moment, a jade talisman flew towards the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. Yuan Shi Tianzun stretched out his hand to take the jade talisman and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing. That Shanluo Primordial Tianzun went to Jinao Island to see, in the eyes of Yuan Shi Tianzun, that child has good qualifications, and his heels are even more extraordinary, Tongtian's intention is to find a backer for Shanluo, not to be bullied, it can be seen that Tongtian's love for Shanluo.

"Teacher, the disciple wants to go to the chaos with the master uncle and the third uncle to find an opportunity, after all, the holy position of the flood desolation is full, and there will be two Shinto saints, and the disciple does not practice Shinto, and I hope that the teacher will agree. Yun Zhongzi got up from his seat and bowed to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"You have to think about it, danger is everywhere in the chaos, one chaos and one bone. Although there is an opportunity, the danger is even greater, in this desolation, there is a teacher to guard, why risk in the chaos. "Primordial Tianzun looked at Yun Zhongzi Yan, this disciple has a profound source of blessings, in the Fengshen, there are other calamities, it can be said that there are ten thousand tribulations, I really don't want to let him take risks in the chaos.

"Teacher, how can we who are cultivators be at ease forever, calamity accompanies this opportunity, in order to seek the great way, what if ten thousand calamities come to us? ”

"That's it, since you're going, you can go, the Pangu Banner for the teacher is for your third uncle. You can go with the wishful thinking of being a teacher. Primordial Tianzun handed over the jade Ruyi he was carrying with him to Yun Zhongzi, and then began to explain the Great Dao.

There is no nail in the mountains, and a dream can be a thousand years. A hundred years of time was just a doze in the eyes of the cultivators, and the bell of Zixiao Palace to summon everyone spread throughout the Ten Thousand Realms.

Countless powers went to Zixiao Palace one after another, and basically there were one or two hundred people who went to the Chaos Bell. I saw that Hongjun, who had not moved a single step for 10,000 years, walked out of Zixiao Palace with the half-black and half-purple futon.

"I've seen the teacher. Seeing Hongjun come out, everyone bowed their heads and bowed.

"Well, I have been casting spells for a long time, and through the guidance of fate, let you and others find the location of Yamamoto. After Hongjun finished speaking, he threw the futon into the chaos.

"Heaven and earth are impermanent. Destiny is long. With Hongjun's words, a thorough river emerged, and every wave, every bubble continued to evolve into everyone's life. Those powers because of the relationship of Hongjun's suppression, can hardly say the long river of fate, now Hongjun summoned out, everyone carefully looked at the long river of fate, looking for their own destiny, just when everyone put their eyes into it, the entire long river of fate is shrouded in mist, even if it can see through the nine heavens and nine shadows, it can't pass through the smoke that seems to be as thin as a light veil. Everyone knew that it was Hongjun who blocked him from seeing his fate, and they all withdrew their gaze.

I saw that the futon swept gently in the long river of fate, with the slightest trace of water vapor, a huge purple bubble emerged, depicting a huge mountain on it, showing purple. This is a trace of Yamamoto's projection bubble, purple noble, representing the nobility of Yamamoto's identity. I saw the futon pass through the steam bag and stay in the chaos.

"Fate pulls, traces. Hongjun looked at the futon that passed through the long river of fate and pointed a little, only to see that the futon began to want to fly away in chaos.

"You can wait for the follower futon, this is a hand decision, if you can control the futon. Hongjun looked at everyone and said lightly, and then handed over a simple gesture, everyone wanted Hongjun to say goodbye, and then began to embark on the path of chaos in the direction of the futon, looking for the Shenmu world where Shan Yuan was located.

At this time, Yamamoto didn't know that in the flood wilderness, a group of top powers went to Chaos to find him, and he didn't realize that he was being calculated by the heavenly demons, and he always felt that he was also angry and short-tempered during this time. Because a little thing can lead to your own nameless fire. Every time I get angry, I feel curious, which may have something to do with my acceptance of the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon.

In order to stop being angry with others and find his pure Dao heart, Yamamoto had to come to the chaos alone, evolve his own Dao, purify his Dao heart, and let his Dao heart be spotless and untainted by mundane things. But what Yamamoto didn't know was that in the chaos of Dangdu, a trace of demonic energy overflowed from the sea of knowledge, enveloping Yamamoto's entire body, slowly trying to stimulate Yamamoto's hidden deep memories.

The loneliness of the previous life, the struggle of this life. In his previous life, he hated a qiē, just because he was weak, so he had to pretend to be high, why did he hate to take the lives of his parents, let himself live alone, live a lonely life, have no friends, be lonely forever, envy those children who go to school and pick him up, but so what? Fate is so grinding, hatred is just hidden in the depths of the heart.

In this life, although he was born noble, he knew the fate of the sect when he joined the sect, and he didn't dare to say anything to anyone, for fear that he would anger the heavens. When the gods were approaching, the fear in my heart could not be told to others, and I wanted to hide in the heavens, but I was afraid, afraid of losing my friends, afraid of losing my lover. But I just know too much, and I can't tell the teacher, and the sad pictures show Yamamoto's hatred in the past life and the present life.

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