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Chapter 953 When the thought of calamity begins, the great cause and effect of Tianzun!(1/2)

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Huh ~

Somewhere in the endless and infinite sea of ​​chaos, there are ups and downs.

One or four feet high and four feet high, Taoist man in a red Taoist robe sat cross-legged in the void. At some moment later, his eyes suddenly opened.

Rumble!

The waves in the Chaos Sea swayed, and the rumbling sound of the rumbled Taoist sounded throughout this Chaos Sea.

Immediately, a ray of light rose up in the darkness. The light was weak and small, and looking at the vast sea of ​​chaos was simply not worth mentioning.

But if someone looks here from afar, you can see that the light reflects, there seems to be a new world that is still unseparable.

The division of yin and yang, the division of four symbols, the establishment of the five elements... It is like a moment, and it is like a billion years.

The desolate world gradually emerged from the light, and I don’t know how long it took to have a trace of vitality.

"call!"

Seeing this, the Taoist breathed a sigh of relief.

With a casual move, the Dao light had already flew out of the new world and sank into his hands.

The world without the support of Daoguang began to expand slowly and longly after a few shakings.

Chaos rise and fall, nourishing the world.

"I finally condensed a Hongmeng purple aura..."

Looking at the purple aura in his palm, a touch of excitement appeared on the face of the Taoist who looked like a boy.

Hongmeng purple Qi is the supreme and noble.

For those who have not achieved enlightenment, it is even more noble and extraordinary, and is called the "base of enlightenment".

Even for him, it is extremely precious, enough to exchange for an immortal spiritual light and begin to nourish his own innate spiritual treasure.

"Oops!"

Not long after the joy, the Taoist suddenly woke up, as if he had remembered something, took out the compass and looked at it for a few seconds.

I just found a direction and rushed by at high speed.

As for whether the new universe was overturned in the sea of ​​chaos, or the endless and splendid civilizations in the future development, he cared about them all.

Huh ~

The Taoist of Hongpao was extremely fast and was even more stingy in his cultivation. He ran all the way for countless years before he stopped.

"It's finally time..."

The Taoist looked at the light in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief. He then sorted out his clothes and caught up with the light.

Buzz!

In the light, there is a small boat, no shed or oar, no luxury or sacredness, only two Taoists sit and stand.

The Taoist sitting was wearing a green Taoist robe and was covered with long hair. His face was simple and hard.

The Taoist standing was like a red robe, with a face like a boy, four feet high and low, and was half bent down in front of a small stove and gently shaking the palm-leaf fan.

It seems to be warming wine.

Seeing the Taoist coming in a hurry, the bent Taoist seemed to have some sense. When he looked back, he was surprised:

"Mingyue, you have been there for a long time. Why don't you come and keep a 'big medicine' for me!"

"Here, come!"

Mingyue hurried forward and respectfully bowed to the Qingshan Taoist who was sitting in meditation: "Master, I'm going a little later..."

As he said that, he took out the touch of Hongmeng purple air and respectfully presented it.

The Taoist Qingshan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his boy with warm eyes, and nodded: "With your current cultivation level, you have to use your heart to obtain purple qi..."

call!

The Taoist raised his hand casually, and the purple air had already submerged into the stove and turned into a small alchemy tripod that nourished it.

Mingyue looked at the furnace alchemy in awe, and then she wanted to say something in a little embarrassedly: "Master, I..."

The Taoist Qingshan naturally understood his thoughts and said lightly: "The achievements of heretics have flaws in the end and are far from being compared with those who have achieved self-cultivation. No matter how many magic weapons and elixirs are there, it is not possible."

Mingyue's eyes dimmed when she heard this.

Like the bright moon, he was a stubborn stone in the mountains that was enlightened by people. He followed the Taoist endless years and gained countless benefits.

He had just barely achieved enlightenment, but this was a heretic after all. Not only was he incomparable to his strength, he had no possibility of advancement.

"However, there may not be no way. The sea of ​​chaos is endless and infinite, and it breeds infinite possibilities and fortune. There are still many ways to reverse the incompleteness of Taoism..."

The Taoist in Qingshan is neither slow nor slow, Mingyue scratches her ears and faces when she hears it.

But the Taoist Qingshan has always spoken like this, and he has no choice.

The boy who was fanning the fire was also impatient: "Master, just say, what's the solution..."

"The Xiangang Da Pill is one of them."

When Taoist Qingshan said this, the eyes of both boys dimmed.

Xiangang...

The Chaos Sea nourishes all the heavens in all worlds and heavens. Every smallest time scale is the birth of the Continent Sand World.

For mortals, the cosmic life span is almost eternal, but it is just a flash of fingers compared to the Chaos Sea.

This is true in most worlds, birth and death are between no one knows.

But there are exceptions after all.

A multiverse cluster like the wild world transcends this life span to a certain extent and is not afraid of the three disasters and nine difficulties in the universe.

But, it is hard to escape the word "trafficking".

Unless it can be combined with the realms of the Continental Sand and transform into the only true land, in this way, it can never be damaged, never defeated, and last forever.

The Xiangang Continent is the only "true continent" they already know.

The Immortal Gang Great Pill is the "chaotic treasure" born when all worlds return to one another and when all the paths collide, and its preciousness is far beyond the reach of Hongmeng purple qi.

Not to mention them, even the Taoist Qingshan is only known.

"I heard that this Immortal Gang Pill has already cultivated into the great way, and its cultivation may still be above me. You probably won't be able to use this one."

The Qingshan Taoist said a lot, and from the Xiangang Pill, he talked about the Xiangang Realm, the birth of the True Land, and the cosmic calamity.

The two boys were dizzy when they heard it.

After a while, the Taoist Qingshan remembered something and sighed: "I am used to talking, but I forgot that 'He' is no longer by my side..."

Seeing that the Taoist Qingshan seemed to be remembering, the two boys shivered together, as if they were thinking of something.

Qingfeng was still bold and couldn't help but interrupt: "Master, don't keep it in hiding..."

"Forget it."

The Taoist Qingshan shook his head and continued, "The Xiangang Da Pill is the best choice, but unfortunately it is illusory. I won't talk about other similar ones."

"Master, wise!" The two boys were as if they were amnesty.

Others only think that the master is as tall as the Tao and cannot be touched, but only they know that when the master speaks, it is a constant talk.

"The most difficult and easiest method is 'sublimation'. This method is difficult, but naturally it is extremely difficult. A great genius is born among the relatives connected to their blood soul. When they achieve enlightenment, all mistakes and omissions can be erased under the coverage of the Daoguang..."

Seeing that the expressions of the two Taoist boys changed again, the Taoist Qingshan said meaningfully:

"This method is just right for you..."

"ah?"

The two Taoist boys looked at each other and spoke in unison: "We are the master who uses his magical powers to enlighten him. Besides each other, where are there any relatives connected by blood and souls? And they also have to be the genius?"

The two were puzzled.

They were born with heaven, and they said they had a relative, wasn't it God?

But how is this possible?

What's more, even if there is a relative, how can the genius in the master's mouth be born?

They followed the Qingshan Taoist for countless years and knew that he seemed peaceful but was actually extremely arrogant, so he was a genius.

I'm afraid it's impossible to be the same as what they think is genius...

"Not busy, no busy..."

The two of them looked anxiously, but the Taoist was not in a hurry. First, they glanced at the burning furnace and alchemy, and seemed to notice something, and bent and stretched out their index finger.

A ray of light popped up into the vast chaos.

"Master, are you?"
To be continued...
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