Taixu Palace is the spiritual palace of the righteous monks in the world. There are many scattered cultivators and nobles in the mortal world who can't even get in if their heads are sharpened.

As long as you enter Taixu Palace, you will be protected by a huge mountain gate and you can practice with peace of mind.

And he has a lofty status, and he is always a guest of the royal family wherever he goes, and he will seek it in the world.

Chen Changan, who is on the third level of Qi training, is the last-rate strength in the hall. He is at the center of the storm, and he is the most free and easy in his heart.

So what about Taixu Palace? I just can’t stay there, so it’s better to play in the world and realize the truth and practice in the secular world.

People are human beings. People have seven emotions and six desires. People have joy, anger, anger, and happiness. If they forcibly suppress their emotions, they will become immortals. Is that still myself?

Chen Changan was too lazy to explain, and what Taixu Palace did hurt his heart.

Zhang Daniu from Chiyang Temple often said to people, "The little Taoist Chen Changan is a very small-minded person. If others treat him well, he can remember him for the rest of his life. If others treat him badly, he can remember him for the rest of his life."

An old man, his beard trembled with anger, shouted: "Looking for death!"

A stream of air flashed, and the treasure mirror instantly set off and swung the fatal blow for Chen Changan.

"Baojing, how dare you stop me?" The old Taoist shouted angrily.

"Master's heavenly disaster is imminent, so don't let his body be involved in cause and effect!" As soon as Baojing said this, Chen Chang'an's downhill was a foregone conclusion.

During the heavenly disaster, we must abandon all the worldly thoughts and distracting thoughts on earth and become selfless.

Any ties between cause and effect may double the power of the heavenly tribulation and make the person suffering from the tribulation become ashes.

In a moment, Baojing still kept his hand. He only blocked 90% of the casual blow that could have been resolved.

The airflow passed by Chen Changan's calves and immediately penetrated a hole. This boy almost ruined the master's heart of Tao, how could he forgive him?

Chen Changan rushed forward, turned around and engraved the old Taoist in his heart. He was dead and full of life. Chen Changan remembered this appearance, and he would never forget it unless he was dead.

He had blood in his mouth, but his face was smiling brightly, "Taixu Palace saved my life. Now, with that fragrant favor, I finally got it?"

"You go down the mountain."

After Ku Xuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared immediately and had already returned to his retreat. Bao Jing was right. He could not have many causes and effects. During the heavenly disaster, if he had a trace of unstable heart, he would be destroyed.

Only a few people in the world can use this method of golden light in the earth. If it were in Taixu Palace, Chen Changan would definitely have a chance to get a glimpse.

Unfortunately, this is not his pursuit.

Chen Changan slowly walked out of the hall and glanced at the misty mountain peak. This experience was like a dream.

In just a few months, he met the top monks of the world from an ordinary path of cheating money and sex, and entered the temple of monks.

Then, return to the world...find your own avenue.

He limped down the mountain, and the stairs were so long that it seemed to really connect the world.

Finally, after three days and three nights, Chen Changan raised his eyes and arrived at a mountain road.

In the small village at the foot of the mountain, a few wisps of smoke rising from the naked eye can be seen.

He sniffed a deep breath of fireworks in the world, and his fatigue was wiped out, "I, Chen Chang'an, is indeed a vulgar person. Master, go to his mother's path to cultivating immortals, no wonder you don't light incense."

As he took a step, the wound on his leg no longer hurt. Chen Changan walked towards the small mountain village with a smile.

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In the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain of death.

A real towering tree soars straight into the sky. The trunk withered for thousands of years, but it is still surrounded by thunder and lightning all year round.

It lingers and coils upwards, and no grass grows around it. Even the famous ferocious beasts in the Great Wilderness dare not get close to this place.

The nearby thunder clouds are shrouded in lightning, and lightning strikes like raindrops, which really seems to have the power to destroy the world.

Suddenly, an old man in black robe appeared in this absolute penalty area.

His eyes were indescribable sadness. Looking at the giant tree, tears were circling in his eyes.

The black robe was blown by the strong wind, and the lightning from the thunder clouds seemed to be absorbed by something around him, and it could not hurt the old man at all.

He stepped forward step by step, and the lightning above his head seemed to be angered, and lightning dropped exponentially.

There seems to be a protective cover above the old man's head that can absorb lightning and is not affected by any influence.

For thousands of years, this spectacular and magnificent tree trunk has been constantly under the destruction of lightning and lightning for a moment.

It was still so straight without any bending, even though it had already withered, it did not fall down.

Thousands of years ago, it broke through the sky gate in anger and brought a trace of spiritual energy back to the earth.

The old man was still moving forward, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the sky became dark, and the dark clouds piled up thicker and thicker.

The violent gale was claimed to destroy everything in the world. The old man slowly raised his hand and could see that there was a little difficulty.

He raised his left hand, used the index finger of his right hand to draw a picture on the palm of his left hand.

A shocking blood scar appeared in the palm of his palm, and the essence and blood were condensed into water droplets, and he held it in his palm.

The blood dripping became heavier and the old man's expression became more and more painful. Suddenly he roared heart-wrenchingly.

The black robe was completely blown up, and the voice was extremely shrill. The old man's face was pale, his expression was ferocious, and the blood-colored water droplets in his palm became bigger and bigger.

On his face and hands, which were not covered by the black robe, began to shrink significantly and quickly, gradually becoming dry.

Finally, the blood drop became as big as an adult. The old man fought hard, and the blood drop broke through the surface wrapped in lightning and hit the tree trunk.

The tree trunk that had been pierced through the sky stood for a thousand years and collapsed and turned into powder.

It broke down layer by layer, and in a moment, it reached the earth.

At the center of the tree, a green seed appeared, and the old man in black robe held the seed in his hand in a roll of his hand.

With a bang, a big hole was cracked in the sky.

A purple pupil eyeball appeared at the crack, and the pupils looked back and forth.

The ground was empty, the old man and the seeds disappeared, and the trunks that had been struck by lightning for thousands of years disappeared.

The sky's eyeball gradually disappeared and the crack closed immediately.

This thunder and lightning restricted area suddenly became normal, and all the thunder and lightning disappeared.
Chapter completed!