A hundred years in this world, for ordinary people, has been a stable and peaceful life of birth, old age, illness and death.
For practitioners, it is just a fleeting moment.
Feixianxing, in the ancient cave of Tianzun.
The figure sitting in the fairy source, eyebrows twitching, a pair of mysterious and simple eyes slowly opened, it was Zhou Luo.
After realizing that a hundred years had passed unknowingly, Zhou Luo felt dazed for a while and then sighed.
Although I have never forgotten the past, I am indeed high in the clouds now, overlooking the rolling dust of the world and remaining unmoved.
Throwing away the feeling of loss, Zhou Luo looked at the chaotic and hazy small world outside Xianyuan, where three dark ancient wells were looming.
After re-building the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation, Zhou Luo ordered Ziwei Di Shenhua to remain in the city and not leave unless necessary, so he returned to Feixianxing.
Of course, what came back with him were the three ancient wells that were temporarily suppressed in the Golden Bridge on the other side and contained the Holy Spirit of Dzogchen.
After a hundred years of enlightenment, I am not only comprehending the formation patterns left by Lingbao Tianzun, but also testing the Holy Spirit sealed in it.
Now, he finally has full confidence. Today, he will open the seal of an ancient well.
Zhou Luo's body sat in the fairy source, beckoning, and an ancient well flew out from the golden bridge on the other side and landed steadily in front of him.
The dark demonic energy lingered, which was slightly lighter than the other two wells. Zhou Luo suspected that the Holy Spirit sealed in it was on the verge of becoming a Taoist. This was also the reason why he chose this ancient well.
Zhou Luo raised his hands, sketched mysterious traces in the void, composed words and moved secretly, and countless divine patterns appeared around the ancient well.
It was inscribed by Lingbao Tianzun himself and came from the same source.
With the surge of supreme divine thoughts, there is no suspense for beings of the same level to take action. Moreover, Zhou Luo has already gained a lot of understanding of Lingbao Tianzun’s formation patterns.
As the traces of the gods disappeared one after another, the most powerful aura spread, almost threatening to burst the Immortal Cave.
However, this place has been laid out by Daofu Tianzun for many years. There are countless complete Tianzun ancient formations, which instantly eliminated the fluctuations.
Similar to the power of the soul to transform into Tao, although it is strong, it is difficult to last.
Sure enough.
Zhou Luo showed a look of understanding.
While he was proud of his divination skills, Zhou Luo was also worried about whether there would be any good things left.
The light rained down, and along with the holy petals and light feathers falling, it was crystal clear, dreamy and blurry, and the dark ancient well immediately collapsed.
A Holy Spirit, who was responsible for the creation of heaven and earth and was born for millions of years, just vanished into nothing.
Zhou Luoke didn't care about the life or death of the Holy Spirit. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of innate essence, blowing away the light rain.
The mist dissipated, and a flawless Taoist bead hung in the air.
The material is neither gold nor jade. There is a young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on it, enlightening the Tao. The lines are as if they were made in heaven.
Zhou Luo looked at the Dao Pearl in surprise.
This thing looks a bit familiar
With a thought, Zhou Luo raised his hand and took out an object from the void. It was obtained from the Lingbao Immortal Platform under the ancient star of Tianbing. Daozhu.
When the two met, the Taoist patterns on them flickered, echoing each other, and a buzzing sound sounded, but in the blink of an eye it calmed down again.
Could it be that there is something missing?
Seeing that no matter how hard he tried, there was no response, Zhou Luo had no choice but to give up. Somehow, he had a premonition of these two Dao beads. Will come in handy.
He can't wait to taste the legendary Four Swords of Zhu Xian.
Just when he was imagining the sweet dream of holding the fairy treasure in his hands, a desolate and powerful horn sounded.
"Woo"
Not just Zhou Luo, not just Feixian, the entire universe heard the sound of the horn.
Like a vast ocean, it swept up, tore apart the sky, and spread to the world.
In the forbidden areas of various ancient traditions, the decayed figure opened his eyes and said tremblingly
"Is the Emperor's Heavenly Court going to fight again?"
Uneasy feelings spread from the major ancient religions, and some new students humbly asked
"Dare I ask my ancestor, has the Emperor ever blown the horn?"
Accurate The Emperor's ancestor closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the horn. He was silent for a long time before slowly sighing, his tone full of awe and horror
"The last time I heard the war horn was when the Emperor attacked the Kunlun Fairy Mountain. It is said that He also harvested the horn of the Ancient Lord and refined it."
"What"
The universe was in an uproar and the world was in uproar when the news came out that Heaven might send troops again. boil.
Especially those big forces that have been openly and covertly confronting Heavenly Court in recent years are trembling with fear, fearing that when they open their eyes, Heavenly Court’s cavalry will appear in the outer realm of their ancient planet.
However, the Divine Lord of Heaven soon came forward to comfort him, saying that Heaven was not sending troops, but that the Emperor was just calling his old friends with his trumpet.
It turns out that we are not going to send troops.
While many great teachers breathed a sigh of relief, they were shocked in their hearts.
What kind of existence does the Emperor need to receive such a respectful reception?
While everyone was speculating.
The ancient star Ziwei, over the East China Sea.
The divine chain of law and order is intertwined, and the avenue of heaven and earth seems to be felt. Countless divine thunders suddenly sound, the sky cracks, chaos energy surges, and a green gold chariot slowly drives out.
At the same time, in the small country on earth, the tablets of Heavenly Lord enshrined in countless Taoist temples were turned into powder in an instant. Please remember to bookmark the website, the latest, fastest and free to read without anti-theft