Does every practitioner desire to be a god and a ancestor?
Yuegong Li stared blankly at the sky, his mind completely in confusion.
"No..."
Some people can be satisfied by practicing the master and establishing sects.
Some people have reached the throne, rely on swords, and do not take the initiative to make enemies and be able to settle down. This is enough.
Taixu, not all want to step into the semi-saint circle.
Not all of the semi-saints want to take a step further, hoping to get more.
From the bottom of my heart, Li Da didn't want to become the Moon Ancestor. Li Zu is enough.
He also has self-knowledge that he is not the material, he has no ability to fight, nor the motivation to fight.
He is a contented person. Being a playboy and being a free and carefree person is the greatest dream in his life.
If there is a need in the clan, after his father left, he might not have been unable to take over the position of the Holy Emperor and the team in the Han Palace Emperor Realm.
He claimed that he still had the ability to take this little person.
But he is not as great as he saves his tribe in dire straits and protects the evergreen palace of the cold palace.
But reality pushed him forward, step by step to the cage deeper.
Every time he tried his best, he looked back in confusion and could see the shadow of the Taoist sky.
"Why?"
Yuegongli looked at the person in front of him, his voice terrified, obviously he was the best friend of the past...
Yuegonghui's head cracked and turned into the shape of a Taoist sky. The bloody storm in the cold palace behind him did not affect him at all. He said with a smile:
"A mortal is involuntarily."
"Born as extraordinary, we are even more involuntary."
Yuegongli grabbed his shoulder, as if he had grabbed the last straw: "So, you have difficulties, you don't want to do this... You are not only Beihuai, tell me, I can help you too."
Dao Qiongcang gently patted his hand, shook his head, and took a few steps back. He turned around and looked at the branches of Dashihuai that were tied in the void, with a calm expression:
"Ali, I have no difficulties."
"I saw through a game that I had to enter a game very early and also made myself find the fun that belonged to it."
"Now I enjoy it, you still have the innocence and childlike fun."
Daoqiongcang turned around and his voice softly: "This is precious and cruel."
Under the heavy rain, in the mud and hazy in the distance, several figures of the Hangong tribe came:
"Young master, young master!"
"Women and children have all been transferred to the shelter of the barren mountain forbidden area, and the battlefield is gone, all the people near it are gone!"
"What should I do next..."
Those sounds are too far away, as far away as the sound of rain or roar.
But they are like Taoist Cang, a pusher with only shapes, and they all want to push themselves into the fire pit.
"I can't help myself..."
Yuegong Li murmured silently, and the rain on his wet hair condensed into beads and slid down his eyes.
Daoqiongcang did not say anything more to persuade him, but threw out a jade pendant with the Taoist pattern of heaven, left here with his back, and never looked back:
"I will tell you a way of life. Whether to walk or not, choose your own choice."
"The Four Symbols Secret Realm, where the Holy Emperor Qilin originally lived, go find it, and maybe you can find a person of the Holy Emperor."
"If it is feasible, if the jade pendant is crushed, it will send you to the Holy Spirit Continent."
After a pause, Daoqiong's figure turned into a blur: "Remember, if you have met the person, you will have no way back."
Yuegongli grabbed the jade pendant in his hand and looked up. The figure had turned into a spot and disappeared.
Daoqiongcang also left.
Just like my sister and Hua Changdeng, they both walked decisively and decisively.
Those friends who have been playing together since childhood have gone their separate ways when they grow up, and no one can walk together.
And from the beginning to the end, hesitating, seems to be the only one who is timid and hesitant...
"Oh."
Yuegong Li laughed bitterly and crushed the jade pendant in his hand before the clan members arrived.
The disordered space-time black hole appears, swallowing the body, and seems to have shattered the will into pieces.
The flowing light flies...
This is a familiar feeling.
What Yuegong Li liked most when he was a child was to use these strange means to smuggle through the five realms and escape from his family to go out to play.
He dreamed that he would have encountered opportunities in the Holy Spirit Continent, become the Saint Emperor, and come back and slapped his sister in the face, proving his strength to show his father.
When you grow up, you can get what you want.
I want to buy osmanthus and carry wine together, but it is not the same as a young man traveling.
...
"Buzz!"
The shining rays of light were like the most gorgeous fireworks, exploding in the sky of Lingyu, fluttering and sprinkling into the five realms.
The strong pressure of the ancestor god came over like a waterfall under the great catastrophe of the ancestor god's destruction method that still roared.
Crunch-
Gou Wuyue's body shook, and her waist made a strange sound like a dry and wood. Her knees bent and she almost fell to her knees.
But his desireless acts have long realized the desireless acts under the rules.
It is not that you cannot be called a god and a ancestor, but that you do not want to.
The momentum was like a sword through the clouds. While Gou Wuyue suddenly raised her head, the sound of the Taoist chains around her body was loud, and a bright green light burst out in her eyes, tearing open a small mouth of the terrifying ancestor god's power and breathing a sigh of relief.
When I turned around, I saw that I was bowing and hiding everywhere.
Whether it is Gu Qing Er, Gu Qing San, Xiao Kongtong, Hua Lai, or Feng Tingchen, the elderly, Mei Si people...
All of them were knocked to the ground, unable to even raise their heads.
This is not humiliation.
This is the patron wardrobe of the Avenue.
"Ancestral God..."
Gou Wuyue clenched her fists slightly, her eyes shining with light and desire.
He couldn't help but look up, but saw that Lingyu was in the sky, the great disaster of the Ancestral God's Destruction Dharma had only passed two-thirds of the time, and the Hua Changlantern had already taken off his old body.
Black robe and black clothes, black hair and black eyes.
His body was stiff and shaped like a dead body.
His despicableness and his light disappeared.
His spirit and mind were reborn in the dead silence, reincarnated under the thunder of disaster, feathers rose into light spots, gathered onto the top of the old skeleton, bursting with bright rays of light, baptism in Taoism, and sublimation!
The remains left in the void are not worthless. They are between semi-saints and semi-gods. Every hair and every skin pattern contains the true meaning of the great way, which is a treasure in the world and is hard to find in the world.
"Divine Transformation!"
The former fellow disciples were ranked among the Seven Sword Immortals.
Hua Changdeng took off the legendary divine molt in front of her eyes. What is this feeling?
Gou Wuyue is hard to describe.
His expression was extremely complicated.
The gods were enthroned and named as ancestors. Before Yu ascended to heaven, all the traces of seeking Tao in this world that he had fallen away from the mortal world and had reached the end of perfection.
It represents an ultimate.
When the divine seed appears, it also means that the practitioner has completed the last "breaking of the cocoon" at the level of the Tao, and can be called the "ancestral god".
It, she, he, can no longer be called this, but should be changed to "His".
"Hua Changdeng, successfully enthrone the ancestor!"
Even though I had expected it, with the help of such a powerful power of the God of Death and the help of the God Court, I would also be accompanied by my already invaluable talent and ability.
Hua Changdeng’s enthronement as the ancestral road is almost equal to zero.
When I really saw the birth of the "ancestral god" in front of me, not only Gou Wuyue, but all the people in the five realms who were suppressed by the power of the ancestor god at that moment had a huge wave in their hearts.
See you for a long time!
The first ancestral god in the era of spiritual refining was made!
Or before the great catastrophe of the Ancestral God’s destruction method ended and the power of baptism came completely, he seized the foundation of the Taoist Ghost Ancestor and conferred the Ancestral God in advance - what kind of terrifying strength is this?
"The long night is long, and dawn is finally coming. Congratulations to Brother Hua... Oh no, Zu Hua."
Under the thunderous thunder, the eight white robes remained standing in the sky, not subduing the power of the ancestor god.
He bowed his fists to the shiny light above the gods to show respect, with only appreciation in his eyes, without any jealousy.
"Huazu!"
It was not until the voice of the Eight Lord An An appeared and the monks who slowly recovered from the Five Realms under the suppression of the first wave of Ancestral Gods that they were sure that this was not a dream.
"Hua Changdeng has really achieved the realm of the Ancestral God?"
"From this moment, he...well, He will be Hua Jianxian and Hua Shengdi again, and will be included in the ranks of the Ten Ancestors, as famous as the Demon Ancestors, Medicine Ancestors, etc."
"My God, I have witnessed history. How many eras and times have the ten great ancestor gods been produced in the Holy Spirit Continent? I was actually lucky to have witnessed the title of an ancestor god?"
"The thunder tribulation is not over yet..."
"I heard that after the founding of the God of Ancestor, the next step is to Yu Shengtian Realm. But Shou once mentioned that the Heaven Realm was destroyed and fell into the remains of the gods. Where should Hua Chang... Hua Zu go?"
"He won't want to ascend to the ruins of God, it seems that the land is not as high as possible. Or is it that if the road to ascension is cut off, Hua Zu is only half of the ancestor god, and he cannot achieve the true 'supreme'?"
"By the way, He does not have the destiny of the ancestor god. He is indeed only half of it. He has the combat power of the ancestor god. Without the 'person' of the ancestor god, he cannot be among the ten ancestors."
"But the Yin of the Song is not among the Ten Ancestors..."
"The monk swallowed the Ancestor of the Sword. He has the destiny of the Ancestor God. Will the Ancestor Hua have to fall back to the Holy Emperor after he has been granted the Ancestor God for a period of time?"
The five domains were completely boiling, and everyone was talking.
In terms of the spiritual world, Suye and the Eight Lords have become past trends, and the current era is the era of the Ancestral Chinese.
He can even change his name to the Holy Spirit Continent, what good is it to? Huashen Continent? Yunshan Continent? Then a new era is opened...
"Then, will we not need to refine spirits in the future? We used to cultivate swords and control ghosts while cultivating swords?"
"Puchi, you really have it, but in this way, it seems that it is not perfect. The reality is that the Ancestor Hua is the realm of the Ancestor God, not the end, but the beginning."
"There are medicine demons outside and the eight masters inside are not inferior to those inside. Look at the eight masters who have not bowed down just now. He must have the strength and means to be called a god and ancestor. A storm is coming!"
"It's over, it's over. They won't really want to blow up the Holy Spirit Continent, fortunately I bought land in Xingjie in advance..."
Boom!
With the discussion of the great disaster of the ancestral god's destruction, the ancestral god could not cause any damage after the ancestral god was sealed by Hua Changlantern.
And when the last thunder of disaster was poured down and the baptism was over, the light of the nine heavens dissipated and blessing rain fell from the five realms.
The dead trees return to spring, and the flowers bloom like brocade.
The ancestor god has made new contributions to the mainland, and the mainland has been nourished and rejuvenated.
There are almost half of the people in the spiritual refining world. If they encounter an immortal who caresses the head, they will have enlightenment on the spot and make many breakthroughs.
When I woke up and looked at Lingyu, the Huachang Divine Shelter had been taken away, and the clouds and glow of the void dispersed, presenting the magnificent image of the ancestor god.
Above the surging Forgetful River, there is a bridge leading to the reincarnation. This part of the authority has not yet been collected, and the natural light and shadow are dim.
But there is still a towering Altar of Ghosts on the bridge, with extremely strong power. Tens of thousands of shadows standing on the altar, but only the black robe figure in the center is the most powerful.
He stood tall and stood firm, surrounded by three dark ghost swords, wrapped in vines and tied with them, as if cast from a ghost ghost. His shape was made of human appearance, his face was solemn, his eyes were lit with ghost fire, and a cross-red light was even contained at the center of his eyebrows.
The cross-red mustard seed is taken from Sumeru, and it seems to be filled with the ghosts of Fengdu, power, and various powers, and the image and power of the ancestor god swallow up forever, not under the ten ancient ancestors.
The sword becomes three ghosts and becomes the ancestor Hua.
Hua Changdeng's mood was not like the ancient well. He knew more than anyone how difficult his current situation was.
It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.
This first step in calling the gods and calling the ancestors determines the future direction of his destiny.
Luck, during the period of becoming the ancestor god, seemed to usher in the biggest improvement in life.
Just now, the medicine ancestor in the Great World of Huaihuai in the Wretched Emperor Realm faced with Beihuai, and the battlefield was still open in the Han Palace Emperor Realm.
Time is the same as fate!
He looked at the eight masters in front of him deeply. Hua Changdeng did not rush to reconcile. He still had the calm character of cherishing words like gold. He used a backhand sword and pointed his sword at the sarcasm.
"Idea Ghost!"
With a shout, among the three swords of the sword ghost in front of him, the spirit ghost flew through time and space, and easily constructed a bridge leading to the cycle of reincarnation between reality and reality.
From the Holy Spirit Continent, we are connected to the Wretched Emperor Realm.
At this end of the bridge, Hua Changdeng stood with his hands behind his back.
On the other side of the bridge, the ghost ancestor smiled and flew onto the bridge.
At this moment, the ancestors of Demons, Medicines, Sui, Xu, Ba, Dao and others, as well as the empty hatred that floats outside the world, Hua Weiyang, who transforms into the great way... Up and down the ladder, all the eyes inside and outside the starry sky are determined.