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    "Tao Ancestor, the ninth Tao Ancestor has appeared!" Seeing Jin Yi Fang Ling's action, Zi Qing Tao Ancestor's voice was full of panic.  ¡÷¨J,. The ninth Dao Ancestor, Dao Ancestor cannot give eight, but now, Fang Ling himself has the strength of two Dao Ancestors.  "And they are two Taoist ancestors who are not among the three thousand Tao.  Those ancient Taoist ancestors who had no spiritual consciousness seemed to have sensed the threat of the alms bowl at this time. They activated their magic weapons one by one and blasted towards the alms bowl fiercely.  "Boom, boom, boom!" Thunder roared in the void, and a ray of brilliance flashed out again in the Tai Chi diagram, which originally had only two colors of yin and yang.  This is a millstone, a millstone that looks no different from the stone millstones in ordinary people's homes, but when he appeared, the expressions of Ziqing Daozu and others became even more ugly.  "The big millstone of heaven and earth, I never thought that this kind of thing actually exists in the world. It's over. This time we are completely finished!" There was fear in the voice of Taoist Yuan Qing. He pointed at the millstone and said with a trembling voice.  : "I thought that this thing didn't exist in this world at all." The millstone fell, and the figures of the ancient Taoist ancestors were directly submerged into the stone millstone. In the blink of an eye, these things that were so powerful just now were completely destroyed.  The Taoist ancestors of the horse turned into lines in the millstone.  The most common Dao pattern, the most common Dao pattern.  For a time, the only thing left between heaven and earth was the huge millstone.  In the small world of Bagua, Fang Ling also condensed the two sacred monuments of heaven and earth into the shape of a millstone. But now, looking at this millstone, he really felt that his method was really inconspicuous.  The simple millstone slowly separated silently in the void.  Countless mountains and rivers, at this moment when the millstone separates.  It flew up from the ground and flew towards the millstone.  The mountains and rivers with a radius of millions of miles began to shrink to the size of a few feet the moment they fell into the millstone.  And the millstone grinded gently, and in a moment, all the mountains and rivers turned into powder.  Countless creatures on the mountains and rivers naturally disappeared silently between the heaven and the earth as the millstone turned.  Although the millstone was only opened once.  But the entire world of Yuanwu Lord has lost a territory as big as the Zhou Territory.  If this millstone is allowed to continue, the entire world of Yuanwu Lord will be turned into powder.  The big mill slowly opened again, and the sentient beings who had just escaped a disaster started to worship again at this moment. They were afraid and they were powerless, so they could only ask the gods and Buddhas to protect them, and only  middle.  Fang Ling felt a kind of sadness.  This is a kind of sorrow that rises from the depths of the heart and pities all living beings. This is a kind of sorrow that comes from the heart.  He looked at the people who were prostrating, then stared at the giant mill, and said in a cold voice: "Let's break that giant mill." "Fang Ling, that is the mill of heaven and earth. It is the transformation of the three thousand avenues of heaven.  Not to mention that we are extremely weak now, even when we were at our strongest, there was nothing we could do when faced with the grinding grinding force of heaven and earth." The person who spoke was Daozu Xumi, with a trace of emotion in his voice as he looked at the giant grinding wheel.  He said sadly: "The power of this giant mill will continue to increase with the power of the heaven and earth it obliterates. When this world is completely obliterated, none of us can resist the suction of the giant mill.  " "At that time, we will also die under this giant grinding wheel. " "However, when this giant grinding wheel reaches the extreme, the power of this giant grinding wheel will transform from death to the power of life.  , the world will be re-opened, and the three thousand avenues will be re-evolved." Taozu Yuanqing followed the words of Taozu Xumi, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "And all of us will turn into nothingness." Fang Lingcong Yuan Qing.  In Daozu's words, one can feel the helplessness of this Daozu, and even more, one can feel that this Daozu has no fighting spirit at all.  Even, he could see the weakness of several Taoist ancestors with white beards and hair, especially Taoist Xumi. At this time, Fang Ling even saw spots on his face.  The kind of spots that only old people should have.  The millstone of the great mill of heaven and earth separated again in the void, and countless mountains, rivers and lands separated from the world of Lord Yuanwu.  The earth was about to collapse. After Fang Ling pondered for a moment, he rose into the air and rushed towards the huge millstone.  At this moment, he no longer cares about other people. Even if he dies, he must have a clear conscience.  The giant grinding mill is majestic to heaven and earth, and it implies the power of destroying a lifetime.??I never thought that someone would come from the sky and someone would dare to challenge his majesty.  The huge giant mill suddenly expanded a hundred times, and before Fang Ling could rush over, Fang Ling was directly enveloped in the middle of the millstone.  There are two Fang Lings, one gold and one green. One has a golden light rising above his head, and the other has more than three green lotus flowers appearing above his head.  And at this moment, the huge millstone slowly rotated, and the thousands of feet of golden light fell like a meteor, and the thousand-foot-sized lotus also continued to dissipate in the rotation of the millstone.  The golden light is like rain, the green light is like stars!  Fang Ling seemed to be flying towards the millstone. He wanted to smash the millstone that would destroy the world. However, Fang Ling found that no matter how high he flew, the distance between the millstone and him was not widened at all.  Fang Ling, who was unwilling to give up, pondered for a moment, and both bodies fell towards the millstone below.  But the distance between the millstone below and him also remained unchanged.  As the two millstones rotated, the golden lotus on Fang Ling's head continued to fall. In a quarter of an hour, half of the golden light was lost.  Looking at the slowly rotating giant mill, at this moment, Fang Ling understood a little bit in his heart why the Taoist ancestors were so lacking in fighting spirit.  "The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven is even more invincible. Although he has obtained the power of the Taoist ancestor, he still has no power to resist on the way of heaven.  ¡°Perhaps, it won¡¯t be long before I turn into powder and dissipate in this world.  Death is not scary. What is scary is that Fang Ling feels that he has many unfinished things and he is not willing to die like this.  While pondering, Fang Ling patted his Qiankun bag, the divine picture with the word Ren.  It rushed out from Fang Ling's body.  Although the role of the divine map with the word benevolence is not very great, it is Fang Ling's most powerful defensive treasure after all. With this divine map with the word benevolence, Fang Ling feels.  At least I can support myself for a while longer.  The green light evolved from the Divine Diagram of Ren completely blocked the two Fang Lings in the green light. The power that was originally like destroying the heaven and earth could no longer harm Fang Ling at all.  "Death!" There was a sound like the earthquake in the sky.  It sounded in Fang Ling's ears that the giant grinding wheel, which was originally suspended in the void without any color, turned into black at the top and white at the bottom in an instant.  Between the intersection of the two millstones, infinite black and white energy gathered in the void, and the surrounding void began to collapse under this strange power.  Taoist Ziqing, Taozu Xumi and others looked at Fang Ling who was suspended in the void.  All the eyes were filled with sadness.  They felt that Fang Ling was destined to die, and those of them who were with Fang Ling were also destined to die.  However, at that moment of black and white, it was as if the world had first opened and the air currents that separated light and darkness for the first time had reunited, turning Fang Ling and his divine figure with the word benevolence into chaos.  A small golden tree rises from the divine map with the word benevolence.  With the rise of this small golden tree, a faint golden light appeared in the void.  A golden shield was formed.  This golden shield not only blocked Fang Ling, but also began to spread and cover more of the void.  A little bit of golden light lights up in the void.  Daozu Yuanwu suddenly discovered that where he was facing, on the Xiyue Mountain where he had been trapped for many years, a tree that was exactly the same as the golden tree above Fang Ling's head had also risen.  It¡¯s just that this tree is ten thousand feet tall, but the color of this tree appears to be silver-white.  The silver-white light rising from this tree spread crazily in the void. For a time, the space of one hundred thousand miles centered on this tree calmed down instantly.  What kind of tree is this? It can actually withstand the power of the great millstone of heaven and earth. The surprised Yuanwu Daozu looked around, only to find that dozens of such tall trees had already risen in the huge world of Yuanwu Lord.  Except for four trees that are about the same size as the Huashan Mountain, most of the other sacred trees are smaller than the precious trees in the Huashan Mountain.  But the moment these sacred trees appeared, they protected the void around them and suppressed the crumbling heaven and earth.  "Boom, boom, boom" Amidst a sound like the earth falling apart, a huge mountain peak flew out from the endless sea water.  A tree also appeared on the top of the huge mountain that was as high as the sky.  However, the tree that appeared at this time was a treasure tree made of white jade. Its size was the same as the treasure tree suspended above Fang Ling's head.  Seeing these treasure trees floating up, Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat. As his mind flashed, the map of the Cave Heaven Bliss he obtained was almost lifted up  These treasure maps were all turned into ashes the moment they flew up, but the shadows of the big trees shrouded the entire world at this moment.  These big trees seem to be arranged in a disorderly manner, but when viewed from the void, they seem to contain an infinite mystery.  These big trees are like bright lights, and their power is like rays of light, converging into one in the void.  The small golden tree actually grew ten times in size at the moment when countless rays of light gathered. The black and white energy, which was originally extremely turbulent, had a tendency to be difficult to turn as it approached the small golden tree.  "The Hongmeng Sacred Tree, this is the Hongmeng Sacred Tree!" A voice filled with horror rang out in the void.  The giant mill that was originally grinding the heaven and earth became extremely slow at this moment, and the rotating Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram seemed to have completely stopped at this time.  "I always thought that this Hongmeng Sacred Tree had been destroyed by Heaven a long time ago, but I didn't expect that it still exists!" Daozu Yuan Qing looked at the golden Sacred Tree with a hint of surprise in his words.  "Haha, this fellow Taoist is right. I thought it would be difficult to see this Hongmeng Sacred Tree, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Fang would actually let it reappear." The person who spoke was a man wearing a Gebu short coat who looked like a child.  An old farmer in the countryside, an old man without any distinction.  There was nothing shocking about the old man's momentum, but when Yuan Qing Daozu and the others saw the old man, they felt that the old man's momentum was actually higher than that of themselves and others.  How is this possible?  As Dao Ancestors, they can be said to have a very clear understanding of the entire world of Yuan Wu Lord. There are several Dao Ancestors in the world.  They know it very well.  "But this old man is obviously a Taoist ancestor, but they don't know him at all and shouldn't tell him.  They have never seen this Taoist ancestor at all.  "Fellow Taoists, I am Jin Hong, a disciple of Master Tongtian. At that time, the three patriarchs knew that the way of heaven was about to destroy the world. Although they united with other saints to resist, they failed in the end because it was difficult to gather a sufficient number of Taoist ancestors." "However,  In order to retain the means to deal with the way of heaven, the saints used great magic power to disperse the Hongmeng sacred tree into ordinary sacred trees and hide them in the mountains and mountains. " "Now, plus the ten saints below have gathered, it is also possible.  It¡¯s time for me to kill the Heavenly Dao.¡± As he spoke, Taoist Jin Hong waved his sleeves, and ten small scarlet swords appeared in his hands. These small swords looked like children¡¯s toys.  But when all the Taoist ancestors turned their minds towards the little sword, they all felt terrified.  "Brother Taoist, our cultivation has fallen from the Tao Ancestor with the collapse of the Tao. This" Daojun Yuanwu picked up the small sword and said with a hint of worry in his words.  The Taoist Jin Hong smiled lightly and said: "It doesn't matter, this little sword itself contains the power of the Tao, you just need to use your spiritual thoughts to activate it." "Boom, boom, boom!" Waves of roaring thunder continued throughout the world.  trembling.  Accompanying the thunder was a heavy rain like a tidal wave.  The blood-red rain seemed like the sky was crying.  Taoist Jin Hong said to Fang Ling: "Fellow Taoist Fang, come here quickly!" The two Fang Lings looked at each other.  He flew down from under the golden Hongmeng Sacred Tree, and just as he picked up two small swords respectively.  In the void, a voice sounded: "As long as you give up these ten small swords, I can promise you that the world will never be destroyed. I can let you. You will always be the Taoist and dominate the world." Although this voice did not have any emotion at all,  He didn't mean to beg for mercy, but everyone could hear that the law of heaven had surrendered.  "You still have to control your destiny in your own hands." After Qingyi Fang Ling said these words, he stretched out his hand and threw the blood-red sword towards the black and white Tai Chi diagram.  At the moment Fang Ling spoke, the Tai Chi diagrams in the hands of other Taoist ancestors were thrown out almost at the same time.  The moment these small swords were sacrificed by the Dao Ancestors with all their strength, they turned into the bloody light of the Master Dao, and instantly disappeared into the black and white Tai Chi diagram.  In an instant, the black and white Tai Chi diagram turned into the same color, the three thousand avenues appeared in the world again, and everything began to recover.  "My mana, my mana has been restored!" "Ah, aura, I can finally sense aura from now on. I'm not dead, haha, I'm not dead!" "The Dao Dao pattern, my Dao Dao pattern,  You are finally back! "  Ten years is just a moment for Dao Ancestor, but for mortals, it is a long time. Many people have already begun?The story of how the world was almost destroyed is told as a story.  The scenery of the Zhou domain remains the same, and both mortals and monks live an orderly life under Zong Zhou's rule.  But the master of Zhou Territory has never been Zong Zhou, but Zhen Taoism, which is the largest religion in Zhou Territory. In the eyes of Zhou Territory monks, they can ignore the will of Zong Zhou Dynasty, but they must not violate the laws of Zhen Taoism.  The most that violates Zongzhou's royal laws is not to go to Zongzhou, and there are endless places to practice overseas.  But true Taoism is different.  ¡°As long as you disobey the laws of True Taoism, no matter where you go to the ends of the earth, you will never escape the punishment of True Taoism. ?????????????????? The Boy Examination held by Zhen Taoism to recruit disciples every ten years has become the biggest event in the world.  Although there are still many sects in the Zhou Territory, these sects who have cultivated to the highest level are nothing more than Nascent Soul.  But in Zhen Taoism, not only are Taoists from Tongzhaotian sitting in command, but there is also a road leading to the world of Lord Yuanwu.  As long as a person has high enough qualifications, surpassing Yuanying, it can be said to be a sure thing.  "Father, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations. This time, I will definitely be admitted to the Zhendao Sect and revitalize our Zuo family!" The eleven or twelve-year-old boy clenched his fists and said solemnly.  His father was a man who looked to be in his forties. The man with a tired face touched the young man's head and said: "Jing'er, your qualifications are not bad, but you must remember that the most important thing when entering the True Taoism is not  "Qualification." "It is faith in the True Taoist. Only with a sincere heart can you enter the True Taoism." The young man nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, father, I admire you the most in my life."  "I will be like the True Dao Ancestor in the future and save the entire Zhou Territory!" The young man's childish and serious look brought a smile to the face of the child's father, and he patted him hard.  The child's shoulders, and said no more.  For a person who has lived in the Zhou Territory for many years, he naturally knows that he wants to save the entire Zhou Territory like the True Dao Ancestor.  That is simply impossible.  But he didn't want to tell his son about this. The feelings of youth are always poetry. When he was a boy, why didn't he have the idea of ????becoming a person like the true emperor of heaven?  Watching his son enter the Taoist temple of Zhen Taoism, the man gently shook his head, a trace of worry rising in his heart.  Although he just said that his children are qualified to enter Zhen Taoism, most of them were just to comfort their children.  How can it be so easy to pass the test of a true Taoist boy? I don¡¯t know how many big families there are.  Even sects have to send their talented people to the True Taoism.  If you can¡¯t make it through, how should you comfort your child?  Just when the man's mind was racing with thoughts, he heard someone chuckle and said: "With your son's qualifications, there is no problem in entering the true Taoism." The voice was calm and sweet. The man turned his head and saw a man in a green shirt.  stood beside him.  Although the man in green shirt is close at hand.  But the man felt that he could not clearly see the face of the man in green shirt. This phenomenon shocked the man.  Just when he wanted to express his gratitude to the man, the man in green shirt had already taken steps forward.  Three or two steps disappeared into his eyes.  Looking at the long swords coming and going, the middle-aged man finally shook his head. He touched his face and secretly prayed in his heart: "I hope everything can be what this stranger said."  His son. Can successfully enter the True Taoism" "The green mountains are still there, and the sun sets several times" Among the green mountains and wasteland, the man in green shirt stands with his hands behind his back, standing under the fierce mountain wind.  The clothes are flowing, as if they are a fairy.  As the man pinched the spell in his hand, a blood-colored bead flew out from the green mountain and fell into the man's hand.  The blood-colored beads were extremely strange. The moment the blood-colored beads appeared, the surrounding auras of heaven and earth poured into the beads, just like all the currents returning to the sea.  The massive amount of spiritual energy was completely swallowed up by the bead in just an instant. At this time, a big blood-colored mouth appeared in the sky above the bloody bead, trying to swallow the spiritual energy in the void in the distance.  .  But at the moment when the bloody mouth appeared, the man in green shirt had already pointed towards the void and said: "These spiritual energy are enough for you to absorb, so why harm the original energy that is not much in the surrounding area." "You said it.  It sounds good, I have been trapped for so many years??The restless ground is waiting for me to be reborn after you die.  "The bloody big mouth said dissatisfiedly: "But I didn't expect that I have been waiting for such a long time.  " "Not only do you show no signs of death, you are even more nourished as you live.  " The man in green shirt smiled and said: "I am living well now, but your mouth is getting worse and worse.  " "You regard me as your last resort. If you die, you will let me be reincarnated. Why do you think of coming to see me now?  " As the blood-colored beads rolled, he said in a deep voice: "It's rare that you are not afraid that your actions will be known by your opponents. When you die, even the last resort will be cracked.  .  " The man in the green shirt waved his hand and grabbed the blood-colored bead in his hand, and then said with confidence: "I will die and my soul will disappear. There are really few things in this world that can make me die and my soul will disappear.  " "And with my current level, if someone beats me to death, then my opponent can figure out everything about me.  " As he spoke, the man in blue swam his palm, and a pure white aura shrouded the blood-colored beads: "You have absorbed too much of the cold and yin energy from the ground over the years, and your mind has become a little violent.  " "I see, you'd better return to your roots!  ¡± Among the blood-colored beads, a burst of blood suddenly rushed out. This blood wanted to escape from the man¡¯s hands. But the cultivation level of the man in green shirt was too strong. He just moved towards the faint light in the void.  As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed the blood energy in his hand. Before Xue Qi could continue to speak, he shook his palm and turned the blood energy directly into powder. And the blood-colored bead turned into an ordinary blood-colored orb, although it was still spiritual.  It was full, but it no longer had the strange aura just now. The man looked at the blood-colored orb in his hand, pondered for a moment, and finally put his finger on the blood-colored orb and muttered to himself randomly: "Although this thing is ordinary, it is useful to the younger generation of monks.  Words can be regarded as good opinions, just leave them until you are destined!  ¡± It was this throw, and hundreds of years later, a strong man once again emerged in Zhouyu! The book is complete! (To be continued.)
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