Only Wuxiang can truly understand Wuxiang, and this old tree spirit who has lived for 100,000 years can understand Li Changsheng.

Taiyin Star Lord asked: "Immortal chief, will the calamity end?"

"should be."

At this time, Li Changsheng was full of hope. Since ancient times, countless practitioners of Taoism had succeeded, and it was impossible for an old tree spirit with 100,000 years of Taoism to fail.

So he promised to create a stable small world for Zhu Xue, Taiyin Xingjun, and all the practitioners in the world, so that they could enter the Tao.

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In the 700th year of the Immortal Calendar, a great disaster came from heaven, all evils appeared, hundreds of ghosts traveled, and the order of yin and yang collapsed.

Li Changsheng went to the Ancient Sacred Mountain and came to a pool. The quiet and cold spring water had dried up long ago, and only half of the rotten wood remained in the center.

"Fellow Taoist, you failed."

The old tree spirit undoubtedly failed, and the reason is unknown. But his failure completely gave up Li Changsheng's idea of ​​joining the Tao, and instead spawned another even crazier idea that no one had ever tried.

Some parts of the world are similar to fairy palaces, which need constant cleaning and reform, otherwise they will soon become rotten and smelly.

But sometimes uprooting is necessary.

There is something wrong with this world.

Suddenly a breeze blew, picking up the wood chips on the old tree spirit's body and falling to the ground, forming extremely twisted words, which were blurry and did not seem to be words.

【In harmony with the Tao, immortality is essential】

Li Changsheng glanced at it, then waved his sleeves and left.

He was convinced that something was wrong with heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth reveal a kind of consciousness tending toward self, but it is very primitive. It is more like a desire than consciousness, a desire originating from instinct.
Chapter completed!