Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi is holding a fly whisk, sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding a book on the ground, and chanting Taoist scriptures.

Beneath it sat a dense crowd of monks, including Wuzhuang Temple boys and mountain elves and monsters. They all listened to the sermons of Immortal Zhen Yuanzi with pious and serious expressions on their faces.

As the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi has existed since the beginning of Pangu. He once went to Zixiao Palace to listen to sermons, and also went to Panlong Mountain to discuss Dharma with Cao Xiaolong.

By the way, he can be said to be the first person among the saints in the world besides Cao Xiaolong.

Zhen Yuanzi preached, and his spiritual consciousness traveled around the world. Every word and every sentence was the secret of the Dao. He also added the essence of the Dao of Panlong Mountain. His Dao was profound and profound, making all those who listened to it intoxicated.

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Suddenly, the ground in Wuzhuang Temple shook violently, interrupting Zhen Yuanzi's sermon.

Zhen Yuanzi raised his eyebrows, his heart suddenly jumped, he counted with his fingers, and his expression changed wildly.

"Who has the ability to rob me of my luck in Longevity Mountain?" Zhen Yuanzi's heart was shaken wildly, and he suddenly flew up from the futon with a fly whisk. In an instant, his body had risen into the sky of Longevity Mountain.

Looking down from mid-air, I saw streaks of golden clouds pouring out of Wanshou Mountain, constantly converging and intertwining, and rushing towards the depths of the distant stars. They were like golden dragons, baring their teeth and claws, rushing forward and backward.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed wildly, and his spiritual consciousness instantly shot out from the sea of ​​​​consciousness, radiating to the land of Kyushu.

The scene I saw at Wanshou Mountain was repeated in all the mountains and rivers of Kyushu.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed dramatically again. He stretched out his hands towards the sky, and the book on the ground slowly rose into the sky, and the clear aura slowly bloomed. The book on the ground floated into the air, getting bigger and bigger. In an instant, it became a hundred feet in size, and the green light flashed sharply.

"Guard the mountain!" Zhen Yuanzi pointed at the book on the ground, and a light flashed in his eyes. The book on the ground rotated faster and faster in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, a green light poured out from the book on the ground like a bolt.

Protect the entire Wanshou Mountain tightly.

The dragon's head condensed into golden clouds collided hard with the green light, and the blue light mask spread out ripples like running water, blocking the golden dragon back. The golden dragon seemed extremely unwilling, roared up to the sky, swung its tail, and fiercely

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"Bang..." There was just a crisp sound, and the cyan light mask shattered like a mirror, and the cyan light scattered in a ring.

"Pfft..." The Earth Book was connected to Zhen Yuanzi's mind, and the Earth Book's defense shield was broken. Zhen Yuanzi spurted out a mouthful of blood under the induction of Qi. He felt as if his heart had been hit hard, and he could no longer hold on.

The cloud head fell from mid-air without thinking.

"Master..." Qingfeng Mingyue Tongzi was horrified when he saw his master being injured. They hurriedly put up their cloud heads to catch Zhen Yuanzi.

The golden dragon took advantage of the moment when the mask of light was shattered, swaying its head and tail, roaring, straight up to the sky, and disappeared deep into the vast clouds in the blink of an eye.

"My luck from Wanshou Mountain has left Wanshou Mountain from now on. Damn it, who is so impudent as to plunder the luck of heaven and earth!" The luck flew away, and Zhen Yuanzi's face instantly turned pale and extremely ugly.

, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years, with a depressed look.

From now on, Longevity Mountain will no longer be blessed by the luck of heaven and earth. For all the people and things related to Wanshou Mountain, it will be more difficult for them to improve their cultivation in the future than to reach the sky. Once the luck is lost, there will be no blessings, and the heaven and earth will fall.

Those who are waiting for Wanshou Mountain will be turned into ashes. How can Zhen Yuanzi not be sad and sad?

"Who is it? Who is it?" Zhen Yuanzi was filled with grief and anger. He looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

Although Zhen Yuanzi has great magical power, he can't figure out who is behind all this. If he knew that the initiator of all this was actually Cao Xiaolong, I wonder if he would dare to curse like this.

The same scene is constantly being staged in every corner of China.

Those with magical powers who luckily escaped being killed by gods saw their luck being snatched away. Without exception, they chose to resist with all their strength and tried their best to end up in the same fate as Zhen Yuanzi.

How can a monk resist the power of the Great Dao?

Above the thirty-third heaven, there is Zixiao Palace and Hongjun Taoist Dojo.

His white hair was fluttering in the wild wind. Behind his hands, Hongjun looked at the golden streak as bright as the Milky Way in the chaotic space. His old face was like a blooming flower, full of joy. Behind Hongjun

, stood a young Taoist priest in red robes, with eyes like torches and shining light.

"Tao Ancestor, is this...?" the young Taoist in red robe asked in surprise.

"With your cultivation, can't you still see it? Why ask knowingly..." Hongjun turned around, looked at the young Taoist in red robe meaningfully, and said: "The fate of heaven and earth will be unified, and you will become a saint."

The day is not far away! Hongyun, congratulations, you made the wisest choice!"

The young Taoist priest in red robe turned out to be Hongyun, who had been reincarnated as Ji Fa. With the help of Hongjun, he finally restored his cultivation level in his previous life.

At this moment, Hongyun's cultivation level is much better than that of his previous life. Over the years, he has continuously understood the power of rules in the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and gradually has become somewhat of a saint. Only when the time is right, Cao Xiaolong will once again make a decisive decision.

, a holy throne in Hongyun will be certain, and it will become a saint in one fell swoop.

When Hongyun heard what Hongjun said, she exclaimed, a look of surprise flashed across her face, and said, "Could this be...?"

"Yes, the time for Teacher to prove the Dao has finally arrived! That vast cloud of gas like the Milky Way is the destiny of heaven and earth. At this moment, the destiny of Qi is unified and all laws flow together. Teacher is going to prove his status as a saint in one fell swoop.

It seems that the teacher has a perfect plan, otherwise he would never be able to prove the truth with such great fanfare. As his disciple, I still need some help!"

Hongjun said, stepping out of Zixiao Palace into the vast chaos, and his body submerged into the chaotic space in an instant. When he reappeared, Hongjun had already reached the edge of the ancient stars.

"The law of heaven is immeasurable, and all laws cannot return, seal it!" Hongjun slapped his forehead fiercely, and the law of heaven jumped out from the back of Hongjun's head with a bright light, and kept turning rapidly in the air like a spiral.

Endless rules shoot out from the heavenly body with thin lines that are invisible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye the passage to the ancient stars is closed.

Hongjun raised his head and glanced at the Tiandao Palace, then turned around and looked at the land of Kyushu. Then he crossed his legs and a futon appeared under Hongjun's seat.

"Supreme Chaos, I would like to see if you have the ability to break through my rules of heaven!" Hongjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent at the same time. He made a seal with both hands and slowly closed it like an old monk.

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The luck between heaven and earth gathered more and more, and in the end it was like the water of the Milky Way pouring into the sky, rushing toward the stars in the wild.

The huge movement lasted for as long as a stick of incense, and then slowly subsided. The creatures on the land of Kyushu seemed to have experienced a drastic change. Everyone was frightened and ran around calling. But no one could figure it out.

What exactly happened.

After boiling for a stick of incense, the ancient stars finally calmed down. Only Hongjun still held his hand like a guardian and entered the portal.
Chapter completed!