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Chapter 485: Using words to compose music

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    " Miaojiu drove the Xuanyu boat and chose a place for herself to overcome the tribulation.

    This is a vast wilderness, very desolate, with stone cliffs, overgrown weeds, and broken mountains, but there are broad waterfalls like thousands of troops galloping, roaring, and the sky shaking.

    ??Throughout the ages, I don¡¯t know how much history has been buried. Meow Jiu¡¯s behavior here is like being in the world of hundreds of thousands of years ago.

    He saw mountains and rivers, with ruined cities and buildings, and among the ruins, it seemed like water had been flowing quietly for a long time.

    The quiet and lonely place seemed to be endless. Although there were stone mountains and cliffs, Miaojiu still felt extremely empty and lonely.

    "The demise of the ancient holy land was buried in history, but here it is rejuvenated in death, just like withered branches and leaves that breed new flowers." Miao Jiu walks here, step by step, feeling extremely peaceful. The general trend here,  Just as he intended.

    A few years later, there will be a prosperous Taoist fortune here that can support a Taoist temple.

    "Everything in the world comes from nothing, from prosperity to decline. This is a kind of luck. Maybe my luck is really powerful." Miaojiu's body was hazy, as if he was walking under the moonlight.

    He is walking on the momentum, walking in this vast wilderness, as if he has plunged into the long years, emerging from the dust and entering the painting, like a moon in the sky.

    The road that Miao Jiu has walked is like a transit of spring, where new life and old death are mixed, and strange flowers and plants grow, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are bright, but soon they begin to wither and turn into dust.

    "Fate is determined by God, and destiny is one's own destiny. Luck is the journey of life and the law of nature." Miao Jiu walked among the ruins and illuminated the place.

    There are certain syllables mixed in his words, which are the trembling sounds of the movement of words, like the changes in all things coming together, with infinite mystery.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Miaojiu being walking, being walking, being breathing

    This special syllable seems to be embedded in his bones, flowing in his blood, etched in his flesh and blood, and spread through his body.

    "Everything has yin and yang, and it is innately determined by destiny. You cannot choose your innate destiny. Destiny is destined by heaven. But your destiny is up to you. You can choose your own yin and yang. Luck comes from yourself."

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? by a cloud of clouds in the whole body, and if I lift the clouds to soar, it seems as if they are pulsing with the same frequency as the heaven and earth.

    He seemed to have turned into a small bell, ringing the music, and continued to walk on a withered and glorious road. He was in harmony with the world, and the movement in it was moving.

    One day later, he completed the great trend in the field and realized a lot in his heart.

    "Come on, Heavenly Tribulation, let me save you!" Miao Jiu sat cross-legged among the broken ancient cliffs. On the cliff, there were some special Tao patterns engraved on it. It might be some kind of Tao understanding, but it has long been lost.  divinity.

    Sitting here in the cross-legged position, Miao Jiu has simply transformed into a gathering of the general trend here.

    "I'll gather my strength and bring great luck!" Miao Jiu shouted with a blazing light in her eyes.

    Boom ~ He used everything he had and lit up the Daoji. Hazy, Miao Jiu seemed to have transformed into an invincible cat of gods and demons, a free fairy cat, and a lotus.

    He is scattered in heaven and earth!

    Miao Jiu¡¯s vigorous vitality seemed to transform into the main vein of heaven and earth. The seeds of Dachun awakened. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and lightning broke through the sky.

    Meow Jiu's physique, Qihai, knowing the sea, representing his essence, qi, God, all began to bloom, and they are brilliant than the big sun, if it is eternal.

    The world of cultivation only knows that Miao Jiu's physical body is powerful, but they don't know how vast his Qi sea is under hundreds of layers of Qi training. However, they don't know how vast his sea of ??consciousness is when he visualizes everything in the Nine Peaks.  Solid.

    At this moment, the whole world is undergoing great changes, and the thick clouds of calamity are beginning to appear. The universe in Miaojiu's body seems to explode and return to chaos. Then, it begins to compose again, as if it is the creation of the world.

    "Luck!" The inexplicable syllables rang out, Miao Jiu glanced at the sky, and took out a coffin board. This is the immortal wood, the faded self of an ancient emperor.

    Meow Jiu looked at the coffin board, a little hesitant, her mouth twitched slightly, but she still couldn't speak.

    This time, for him, it is not just about entering the realm of composing music with the power of King Quan, but also to achieve a transformation.

    Meow Jiu is going to plant the seeds of Dachun. This will be an unimaginable sublimation, which is tantamount to being reborn.

    He will use the immortal wood to give birth to Dachun, and even he himself cannot imagine what kind of changes there will be.

    Meow Jiu has imagined many things about this scene. The Immortal TreeDue to Chun's hunger, it will also devour the immortal wood.

    Miao Jiu also knows that the transformation is unstoppable and uninterrupted once it begins. Moreover, Miao Jiu knows that hiding in the shell of his seventh senior brother, he can be safe and sound, but he must survive this thunderstorm.

    "Meow Meow, I'm just a king. Are you okay with using this thunder to strike me?" Meow Jiu was not only angry, but also felt aggrieved. He felt that even the false gods couldn't withstand this thunder, at least it would be a disaster.  .

    You can¡¯t think too much, you can only go for it!

    After a whimper, Meow Jiu began to chew on the immortal wood again.

    As if to confirm his conjecture, sure enough, the void shook, almost collapsing, a heavy sense of oppression, suffocating, and annihilating the soul.

    Boom ~ This is no longer a simple thunder, it is countless golden thunder palms, covering the sky and the sun.

    Meow Jiu¡¯s limbs became weak and he stumbled and fell down. Then, a mountain peak was smashed by him.

    "Meow Meow, are you specifically targeting me?"

    Hundreds and thousands of golden thunder palms struck down, like a sacred mountain, shocking the eight wastelands, the entire mountains and rivers were shattered, and the entire wilderness seemed to be trembling.

    "Meow!" This time, Meow Jiu frantically called out golden light, and all kinds of gold ingots, golden tripods, golden swords, and golden bells were blasted up, but they were all shattered. However, there was a shape of ten thousand Buddha bells surrounding Meow.  Nine.

    Even so, a large mountain was bombed, Miao Jiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was covered by a strong body. He felt that his bones were almost broken.

    "Wow~!" Miaojiu's small body was like a leaf of duckweed in the catastrophe, and was submerged in an instant. He was pushed into the mountain, the mountain was erased, the earth collapsed, and a huge deep pit appeared.  highlight.

    Meow Jiu fell in the center of the deep pit twitching, blood splattered, scarred, grievance, pitiful.

    The golden thunder became the only one in the world. It was like a big palm, sweeping away all the vitality under the catastrophe. Mountains were wiped away, exploded and turned into scorched earth.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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