Taiji Palace, the place where the Taoist ancestor became enlightened, is now locked in reincarnation.

Qingyang stepped up, stepped on the steps, and in an instant, he only felt that he had stepped into the rushing river, and the impact was not on his body, but in his heart.

However, as soon as this feeling rose in his heart, it was extinguished by his thoughts, and the other foot stepped firmly on the second step.

After the second order, the impact force was even more turbulent, wave after wave, Qingyang went up without stopping, and then there were flames burning himself.

As soon as Qingyang stepped along, in his eyes, the Taiji Palace disappeared without a trace, and the steps in front of him also turned into nothingness, and the flames in the void were surging, and the steps he walked turned into an abyss.

His feet stepped firmly into the flames in front of him, and in an instant, the flames turned into steps, and the Taiji Palace appeared in Qingyang's eyes again.

However, Qingyang didn't seem to see it at all, but stepped in another direction, and the scene in his eyes instantly changed again, turning into a group of mountains, and the birds and flowers in the mountains were fragrant.

Qingyang was standing on the edge of a big lake, he stepped towards the big lake, the scene changed again, there was only a heavy darkness in his eyes, the whole person seemed to be squeezed by Wanjun gravity, he was actually in the middle of the earth.

In the eyes of Qingyang's junior brothers and sisters, Qingyang's body at this time was stiff and his posture was strange.

Unlike the illusions in Qing Yang's eyes, they didn't have the slightest obstacle, but they just seemed to have gravity under their feet.

Only the sword in Feng Ling's hand kept trembling, making a clear sound in Feng Ling's heart, like excitement and remembrance. It's just that others didn't find out.

Suddenly, Qingyang moved again, only to see his hands gently swipe forward, and then took another step.

After this step, what Qingyang saw in his eyes had people, and his footsteps did not stop, there were people, there were joys, some people had sorrows, and some people had stories.

Everyone is himself, he seems to have been awakened to the memories of the past, but he has clearly read every memory and then cut it away.

His mind was as strong as a stone, and every step he took, a powerful aura gushed out of his body, and there seemed to be a light rushing up in his spiritual sense.

Step by step, Qingyang headed towards the Taiji Palace.

Thousands of years ago, Qingyang founded the Tianyan Daoist Sect, and then during a retreat, he was slashed by a sword light, but he had long been prepared to hide his memories in his soul and reincarnate.

Once again, he entered the Tianyan Taoist School, practiced, and became the head of Tianyan again, and was killed by a sword light.

This time, his memory was somewhat lost, but the most crucial thing was not. Once again, he worshiped the Tianyan Taoist School, practiced, and finally became the leader, and was killed by the sword light that chased the soul, and was reincarnated again.

Then he joined different sects, when he entered the Heavenly Humanity was faced with death, in the death again and again, his memory was missing more and more, even if he entered the Heavenly Humanity, it was a difficult thing for Zuihou to enter the Heavenly Humanity, he had to imprint a little traction in the soul, so that every reincarnation was worshiped into the Tianyan Taoism.

Zuihou is Qingyangzi, but by the time of Qingyangzi, he was completely independent, no longer affected by the slightest bit of his previous life, and ruthlessly killed a trace of Zuihou's memory seeds buried in the depths of his soul.

And that white crane is also a traction that he has laid in advance, if the white crane does not appear, the memory in Qingyang's heart will not awaken.

Qingyang strode away, but he walked faster and faster.

Even if those memories appeared in his eyes from the new, he didn't know who he really was, he strode away, it didn't matter who he used to be, the most important thing was that he was Qingyang now.

The moment Qingyang stepped on the first step of Zuihou, everything in his eyes disappeared, his heart was unprecedentedly clear, and when he looked back at the heaven and the earth, he saw that there were holes everywhere between the heaven and the earth, and his eyes were full of devastation.

In those holes, there was sword qi rolling out like the wind, and everywhere it passed, the wind and clouds were frightened, and the void seemed to be swept away.

"Is this the real world of reincarnation? The ubiquitous sword light is the sword light that didn't know how many years ago the world's immortal saints were involved in reincarnation. ”

Qingyang thought in his heart, Songyang, Muyang, Shenyang, Rongyang, and Fengling had also come up, and they didn't see how difficult it was for them to come here.

And there are still some people on the steps, who are actually sitting there crying bitterly, some daxiao, some are full of hatred, some are desperate, each with different expressions, some are indifferent and quiet, and some are walking up firmly.

"Let's go in. ”

Qingyang turned around and walked towards the Sun Palace.

After entering the Taiji Palace, Rong Yang said lightly: "This is similar to the feeling of our Tianyan Dao Palace." ”

After he said this, the other people did feel that the feeling was very similar, and the feeling of the image did not come from the layout, but from the atmosphere.

Qingyang didn't say anything, he just looked at the people in this Taiji Hall, there were already no less than dozens of monks here, and among them, there were more than ten of them who were like an abyss.

Qingyang took his junior brother and sister to a corner and sat down, and then stopped talking.

Ever since he entered here, he had discovered that this Dao Palace had become a shijie of its own. Inside, there is a strong Taoist meaning everywhere, as if you take a breath and inhale the Taoist meaning into your heart.

Therefore, all the people in this palace are sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating. The same is true of Qingyang, Songyang, Muyang, Shenyang, and Rongyang also meditate with their eyes closed, and their thoughts disperse into the void to comprehend the ubiquitous Dao meaning in this palace.

Only Feng Ling sat there with her eyes open, the sword in her hand was still clear in her heart, that clear sound seemed to come from the soul, every time the sword trembled, she felt that the spiritual power in the sword was a little stronger.

There are still people entering the Taiji Palace, however, no matter how many people come in, this Taiji Palace does not feel crowded at all.

Time passed day by day, and there was no day and night in this Tai Chi Palace, but there was day and night in Qingyang's heart. Since entering the Taiji Palace, the sense of urgency that heaven and earth are about to be shattered at any time has gone, as if they have been blocked out by this Taiji Palace.

Qingyang didn't know how many people in this Taiji Palace had accepted the memories of their previous life, judging from the steps he had walked, as long as he accepted his former identity, his own spiritual power would be restored in one fell swoop.

When everyone was immersed in that ubiquitous Taoism, Qingyang opened his eyes, and at the moment when he opened his eyes, many people in the Taiji Palace also opened their eyes, they looked outside the Taiji Palace, only to see that the heaven and earth of the Taiji Palace had become pitch black at some point, and white flying flotsam appeared between the dark heaven and earth at some point.

No, that's not flying flotsam, that's sword wire.

The wisps of the sword appeared and disappeared in the void, as if the soft and fragile wind could blow it off.

The sword wires flew and swirled, but they cut through the void.

Qingyang felt palpitations even now, this is the sword light that still lingers after many years.

The wisps of sword light slowly condensed and fused.

Qingyang stood up, the juniors and disciples behind him also stood up, and the others also stood up.

At this time, the entire heaven and earth were scattered in this white silk, and only the Taiji Palace was still there.

The silence of heaven and earth was terrifying, no one in the Taiji Palace made a sound, but everyone's divine will was tense, no one dared to go out to receive a sword light, and could only watch the sky full of sword filaments merge, and finally turned into a strong sword light, slashing towards the Taiji Palace.

It is not a slash, nor a thorn, but a direct dissection of heaven and earth, following the most mysterious law between heaven and earth.

Silence, heaven and earth are silent.

The killing intent of the endless years ago is still alive after 10,000 years of reincarnation.

"Come on, no matter what, I will take my junior brother and junior sister back to the real world. ”

Believing in oneself is the Tao of Qingyang, in the view of Tongtian, his guide does not insist on asking him whether he has attained the Tao, there are tens of millions of Tao in his heart, but he does not know what he has obtained, but at that moment the realization that springs up in his heart is: believe that he has obtained the Tao, then he has the Tao.

If you have a shred of self-confidence, you will never be able to attain enlightenment.

In the process of dissecting the Taiji Palace, the peerless edge seemed to be entangled by some kind of law, and the speed slowed down a little, and it was constantly weakening.

A layer of spiritual light surged up on Qingyang's body, the spiritual light was yellow, and a Dao Palace appeared in the yellow, and Xiao Qianshijie manifested. He had a slender jade stick in his hand, which was a magic pillar.

At this moment, he saw starlight revealing in the heaven and earth cut by the sword light. The Dharma in the Tai Chi Palace makes everything seem to slow down.

That's not what this shijie should have, it's the starlight that only exists in the real heaven and earth. The rift is fleeting, but it will appear in another place.

The sword light had already arrived in front of Qingyang, and Xiao Qian Shijie was quickly shattered in the sword light. And the magic pillar in Qingyang's hand shattered at this moment, turning into a thunderbolt.

The thunder light was extremely dazzling, scattering in a path under the sword light, flashing towards the crack where the starlight could be seen.