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The dazzling Good Fortune Long Bridge leads from two-thirds of the height of Buzhou Mountain to the unknown sky.
"What a strong breath of creation, Master, what is this?" Such a height is already a challenge for Lei Ming. His face is pale and he can't even speak fluently.
Haotian's eyes revealed a mysterious light, and he said quietly: "In the Great Tribulation of Red Brightness, more than half of Daluo Jinxian died. In the ancient times, there were only a few people who could reach Zixiao Palace with their own magic power. Our ancestors were considerate of all living beings and specially gave this bridge to widen the door. "
"Taozu is merciful! But if you want to reach this place, you have to be in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian. How many people are there in this ancient land?" Lei Ming sighed.
"Haha, without absolute strength, even if you get the opportunity, it is difficult to achieve anything. Therefore, the ancestor only plans to have three thousand disciples, which is the number of the three thousand avenues. These people can then recruit disciples and teach them, and they can live forever. .", Haotian smiled.
After staring at the Qi Luck Bridge for a long time, Haotian suddenly ordered: "I want to go to the top of the mountain. Your strength is limited, so just rest here."
Continuing to travel upward for half a day, looking back, the gorgeous Long Bridge of Luck has long disappeared. Haotian murmured: "It seems that the ancestors have already planned that the Bridge of Luck can only be accessed in a certain area. Because of the breath of creation, the Qi There is no pressure on the Bridge of Destiny, but not everyone can get this opportunity."
The Chaos Yuanling weakened Pangu's pressure to the greatest extent, and Haotian walked against the wind, reaching the top of the mountain in a few days. There are no flowers, trees, or any ferocious beasts on the top of the mountain, probably because the pressure is too strong.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, you can see the clouds rolling and relaxing, and the sky and earth are desolate. Occasionally, a strong wind blows, lifting the dragon and horse Taoist robes.
This is not only a shock, a shock from overlooking the world, but also a respect for the great god Pangu who created the world and fell. Feeling the fighting spirit and unyielding will remaining in the space, Haotian suddenly roared.
The roar spread throughout the sky, causing a lot of surprise and suspicion.
As expected by Haotian, the top of the mountain has extended to the Dark Illusion Layer, but it is not in the same dimensional space as the Dark Illusion Layer. It can be said that Buzhou Mountain is independent and different from the existence of other things.
Under the heavy pressure on the top of the mountain, Haotian's Chaos Body Forging Technique was operating to the extreme. He held the Shenxiao Emperor Sword tightly in his hands and casually demonstrated a set of sword techniques. In such an environment, it is really rare for the sword to flow like a flowing cloud and the thoughts to interact with each other.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Haotian suddenly had an idea, what kind of existence would he be if he fit in with the mountain?
The Tao is natural and fits the heaven and the earth. It is the unique skill of the ancestor Hongjun. Haotian has obtained the true inheritance of the ancestor, his spiritual thoughts are running at full strength, and the breath of creation in his body is quietly radiating.
Due to the difference in the composition of space and time, the resistance is quite large, and the scope of the fit is less than one ten thousandth of that on land. Half an hour later, Haotian's figure transformed from reality to reality, and finally disappeared on the top of the mountain.
The next moment, Lei Ming, who was two-thirds of the way up the mountain, suddenly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and whispered to himself: "It's obviously the master's aura, why is it missing?" After that, he shook his head and continued. Practice cross-legged.
The moment Lei Ming closed his eyes, a phantom suddenly appeared a hundred meters next to him, and then slowly solidified. Wasn't it Haotian who had just disappeared on the top of the mountain!
"This feeling is unprecedentedly powerful. It is in perfect harmony with Pangu's will!" Haotian felt a power that was a hundred times stronger than at its peak. He flashed with surprise, and with a thought, he returned to the top of the mountain again.
Tao follows nature. As long as it is an area that is suitable for this special skill of creation, it is equivalent to the space formed by itself. Everything in the space, whether it is resources or creatures, will be dominated by the caster.
Fitting with Mount Buzhou, Haotian suddenly has an aura of looking down on the world. The calmness of the mountain and the unyielding Pangu are all reflected.
"If Buzhou Mountain can be refined into a magic weapon, it will definitely be comparable to the best innate spiritual treasure. Unfortunately, apart from saints, there are probably no immortals with such ability. Even if they were, they would not dare to desecrate Pangu's relics.", the state of unity between man and nature. Haotian suddenly sighed with emotion.
Haotian¡¯s spiritual thoughts continued to extend, almost covering the entire mountain. At this moment, Haotian's expression suddenly changed. He looked up into the void and frowned: "Why do you feel like you are being called? Is there a cave above the mountain?"
Da Luo Juexian's divine thoughts suddenly burst into flames, rushing straight into the space above. After a moment, the breath of creation fed back, and the mysterious formation appeared in Haotian's sea of ??consciousness.
"With such a complicated formation, what exactly is the teacher sealing? Judging from its range, it is no less than hundreds of millions of miles around, which is puzzling." Thoughts flowed, and he didn't understand the purpose of the ancestor's move, so Haotian stopped worrying.
Having been on the top of the mountain for several days, Haotian was preparing to go down the mountain. Ripples suddenly appeared in the space, and the figure of Patriarch Hongjun appeared out of thin air.??
"Teacher, Holy Ann!" Haotian hurriedly greeted him.
The ancestor's face was expressionless, neither sad nor happy, "You touched my remaining spiritual thoughts just now and woke me up, so I came to give you a task. There are two thousand jade talismans here, which can ensure that the monks in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian can reach directly The long bridge of luck must be spread out within a thousand years."
When Haotian was about to ask about the complicated formations, the figure of the ancestor had long since disappeared, leaving only a radiant space ring.
With a thought, the laws of space flowed, and the space ring instantly appeared in the palm of the hand, and the spiritual consciousness penetrated into it. It turned out that there were indeed several stacks of jade talismans of good fortune, exactly the number of two thousand.
"A few days ago, Lei Ming was still worried that there were not enough powerful people above the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian to reach three thousand. Today, the teacher sent the jade talisman of good fortune. It seems that the saint can only guess with common sense." Haotian thought for a moment, Fit into the void, take one step forward, and reach the edge of the Long Bridge of Luck.
Haotian and Lei Ming¡¯s souls were connected. The moment Haotian appeared, Lei Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and the lightning in his eyes disappeared, "Master!"
"Master has not yet walked, and the pressure of Pangu God has not completely disappeared. After the sermon, you and I will climb to the top of the mountain together again, but this time I have a mission for you." Haotian said softly as he stepped on the Luck Bridge. .
"Master, just ask!" After Lei Ming finished his work, he came to Haotian.
"These two thousand jade talismans can help the monks in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian to come here safely. Except for the Dragon and Phoenix Tribes and the Ten Thousand Cave Devil Palace, they must be distributed within a thousand years." As he spoke, he put the jade talisman on The storage ring was handed to Lei Ming.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of thunder, without saying a word, the laws of the earth system started to work, and the earth walked away in an instant.
Haotian continued to hover around Buzhou Mountain for several days, collecting some rare spiritual materials, and then quietly descended from the mountain.
As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a large group of witches and several monks confronting each other.
"Witch tribe barbarians, hand over the jade talisman of good fortune, and you will not die!" The hook-nosed black-robed monk held a magic knife in his hand and threatened loudly.
"Guys, this is the Buzhou Mountain area, a holy land inherited by Father God. We don't want to cause more disputes, so please leave on your own." The Wu clan were all strong men, but the leader was extremely thin.
"Boy, you don't know what is good! Brothers, kill these barbarians and seize the jade talisman of good fortune!" The black-robed monk was so angry that he shouted loudly, and the magic knife in his hand made a thousand-foot-high sword.
The emaciated leader of the Witch Clan laughed sarcastically, ordered the tribesmen around him to step back, stepped on the ground with a bow, roared loudly, and punched out. Wherever the fist passes, space and time vibrate.
With a loud sound of "Dang!", the leader of the Wu clan took three steps back, but the black-robed monk's magic sword was almost knocked away.
"What a powerful body!", the black-robed monk's face condensed, and he called on others to deal with ordinary witch cultivators, but he went up with a sword and fought with the leader of the witch clan.
It would inevitably cause heavy casualties. Haotian glanced at both sides of the battle indifferently, and with a wave of his Taoist robe, the color of the sky and the earth changed, tornadoes sprang up, and all the demonic monks were swept away to distant areas in panic.
Haotian was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard a shout from behind: "But Senior Haotian, I am Hou Yi under the Nine Yin Seat of the Time Ancestor Wu Zhu, and I have been waiting here for a long time."
"Since he is a great shaman under Zhu Jiuyin, why is he not in the tribe but here to cause trouble?" Haotian looked calm.
"Senior, I don't know. Since a few days ago, many jade talismans of good fortune have appeared in the ancient world. This talisman was given by Tao Ancestor and has infinite magical uses. We, the witch clan, don't cultivate the soul, but we don't want to miss this opportunity. Therefore, the Twelve Ancestral Witches sent hundreds of teams to collect jade talismans, and we are one of them." Hou Yi explained.
Haotian naturally knew a lot about the creation of the jade talisman. He smiled in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face: "Go and tell all the ancestral witch brothers to just collect the jade talisman, and don't commit murder. I have something important to do, so I'll take my leave." Before he could finish his words, his figure had already disappeared.
Hou Yi showed respect in his eyes and whispered: "What a terrifying space attainment, I am afraid it is no less than Master Di Jiang. One day, I will break through the current realm and become the supreme power."
After speaking, his tone became more determined, and his thin face was full of fighting spirit, a challenge to himself, a challenge to the world!
The Witch Clan has no respect for heaven or earth, but only worships Pangu, the ancestor of the bloodline, the brave and invincible God of War in the chaos!
The Jade Talisman of Good Fortune has been spread all over the world, and the battle for it is happening all the time. This is a process of survival of the fittest, and it is also a process in which the ancestor tests whether everyone is qualified to listen to the Tao.
After going down the mountain, Yao was naturally released. Haotian and his wife visited famous mountains and rivers and visited various immortals and gods. It was so pleasant!
"Brother, look, there's another fight ahead!" Yao pointed to the sky and exclaimed.Sound.
Haotian smiled nonchalantly, released his consciousness, and suddenly his expression changed, saying: "Yatefa! What a good boy!"
"Why, does senior brother recognize them?" Yao looked confused, her dark eyes shining brightly.
"The swarthy strong man holding the sword is my eldest disciple Huang Xing. We will hide on one side for now and wait until the winner is determined before we meet him." While speaking, Haotian's obscure spiritual thoughts covered him and him. Yao makes the two completely consistent with the world and difficult to be discovered.
Although Huang Xing had just entered the realm of Daluo, he was naturally gifted. Within half a day, he beat the incoming Daluo Jinxian into a panic and fled.
"Senior brother, why do I feel that he is more powerful than me?" As a senior uncle, Yao felt that his own strength was insufficient for the first time.
Haotian laughed "haha", the space was distorted, and it appeared in front of Huang Xing.
"MasterMaster!" Huang Xing was shocked and quickly greeted him.
Haotian patted Huang Xing on the shoulder and said happily: "Good boy, long time no see, you have already broken through to the realm of Daluo. How can you be a master with a small weapon? This is the Zhoutian God-killing Halberd. You can refine it."
Zhou Tian¡¯s God-killing Halberd collected the power of ancient stars for Haotian, mixed it with countless innate materials, and refined it with the Qiankun Cauldron. It is a veritable low-grade innate spiritual treasure!
Huang Xing¡¯s soul trembled, he excitedly took the magic weapon and laughed silly. As if it was tailor-made, as soon as the Lingbao entered Huang Xing's hand, the halberd's body immediately trembled slightly, the sound of chants spread, the Gang Qi roared, and the cold and murderous Qi filled the void.
Time passes, and the time for Patriarch Hongjun¡¯s first sermon is quietly approaching
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