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Chapter 214 Epiphany under the plane tree(2/3)

The young man Huo Cangsheng, who was undecided, didn't care about teasing Bimopro who was drooling. He blurted out his praise:

"It's like a lotus in the lake, "it comes out of the mud without stain, and is washed in the clear water without being charming.

"The middle is connected and the outside is straight, and there is no vine or branch. The fragrance is clearer and clearer. It is so beautiful that it can be seen from a distance but not played with it."

He actually ignored the ancestral teachings and not only disrespects the spirit sacrifice god, but also used its incarnation as a chess bet.

The content of the bet is even more defiling the holiness of the ancestral land offering sacrifices to the spirits of the gods.

People from later generations say:

"A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good match."

The big master who was disgusted with his long life, put the white chess piece back into the chess box, and immediately turned around and looked at Bimopro and said instructed:

"Hey, she is just a transformed body, not a spiritual sacrifice god herself. She is so beautiful and peerless, why don't we bet on her?

"Whoever wins can pursue her, and the person who loses will lose the opportunity to compete for her forever, how about it?"

After pondering for a while, Bimopro responded in fear and said:

"No, have you forgotten your ancestors' teachings? Don't be disrespectful to the Spirit-Sacrificing God..."

Ancestral teachings? That is just a moral framework for a timid person. An enlightened person like the big-duan Gong Huo Cangsheng is a fearless existence in the Immortal Emperor Dynasty.

He was full of bad intentions and continued to seduce Bimopro:

"When will you marry a wife when you are afraid of wolves in front of you? Think about it carefully, if you can marry her as a wife..."

Due to his earnest intrigue, Bimopro agreed to play chess with him to decide the winner.

He died before he succeeded, and Sun Tzu's art of war was said to be:

"A soldier who defeats others without fighting."

Obviously, the "those who dare to do it" must have the upper hand, while the "those who dare not do it" can only fail miserably.

It’s very sad. Even if you lose, who can resist the temptation of a beautiful woman?!

Since then, Bimopro, who was unwilling to lose to the big-time worker Huo Cangsheng, did not argue with each other, but also fought and hated each other.

The two of them fought for a long time, and they actually founded two powerful Taoist traditions. These two Taoist traditions that benefited the world were also fighting and fighting secretly like their founders.

As time goes by, the two Taoist sects formed a terrifying cultivation sect.

Most of the creatures who entered these two Taoist dynasties have cultivated the method of immortality. They not only fought and restricted each other, but also had the special effect of mutual hardship and progress.

Therefore, "Pimmon" and "Duangongmen" have become extremely transcendent cultivation principles, and they will last forever and last forever.

The creatures who can practice the method of eternal life are definitely talented people. As long as they practice the method of eternal life, they can no longer be bound by the rules of space. Such creatures can already be regarded as beings with the power of heaven and earth.

…………

The power in the dark has already broken through time and space, but some people are still confused by the authorities.

While paying for the mutton that was about to be stewed, Bimopro asked the old man who was sheep:

"Old man, does someone have some inexplicable premonition when you think of you somewhere?"

The old sheep who was adding firewood to the ground stove listened to his words and said thoughtfully:

"Haha... Well, as the saying goes, "I think, I scold, I swear..."

"And there! Someone is thinking about you when the left ear is hot, and someone is scolding you when the right ear is hot...

After pausing, the old man with herding sheep looked up at Bimopro with a wrinkled face, and he asked curiously:

"What? Mr. Pu, do you have any bad premonitions? Cough..."

Bimopro, who was secretly happy, did not answer the question of the old man grazing the sheep, but turned around and looked at how the big boss Huo Cangsheng committed suicide.

He actually chose to gloat and put down the wrong things on the side and watch the fire from the other side. Bimopro's style also made the girl of the Spirit Sacrifice Valley very annoying.

In the prehistoric era in the distant years, some people looked at the contemporary world of the world, and this person was Gu Nu.

Whenever someone thinks of her, she can use the direction of her mind power as the coordinate to open up time and space. Such power makes some people afraid of it like a tiger.

As she stared at her beautiful eyes, she was powerful without anger. The funeral place where the big boss Huo Cangsheng and others were located was watched by her.

Inexplicably, he was reminded of it again. Gu Nu was watching the future time and space chaos in the prehistoric years.

The mysterious Taoist sound comes vaguely through the endless years.

The divine sounds are bursting with green lights, and the innate divine rice is rooted on the top of a sacred mountain filled with sacred aura.

Below the sacred mountain, countless ancient ancestors on the earth were bowing their heads with devout sacrifices.

"snort!"

Suddenly, the valley girl sitting cross-legged at the root of the innate divine rice suddenly snorted coldly, and indifferently she threw out three grains of rice that shone like a little sun.

Invisible sound waves lead the way, and three invisible and shadowless seeds of divine rice came from prehistoric.

One shot hit the two holes in the blood-red light, and the other two shots hit the two old guys respectively.

The two old guys groaned, all of this was done unknowingly by mortals, which made Wang Yue, who was eating meat and drinking big cubes, feel physically and mentally happy.

Wang Yue, who was touched in an instant, immediately used two supreme breathing methods to protect the divided small flesh god and soul and stepped directly into the void channel that was about to be closed.

Then, he used the "Goddess of Luo" to bless the Void Channel...

bombing……

Bimopro, who chose to quickly close his memory, couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"I don't want to remember or read it. If you touch the taboo, you will be struck by lightning... Haha... I...

"Puff...what does it have to do with me!"

The sudden green lightning broke through the void, and two dazzling objects hit Huo Cangsheng and Bimopro's heads respectively.

The terrible force that cannot be denied directly shattered their bodies and could not be reorganized.

The powerful destructive power has kept the two old guys in a state of birth and death...

…………

The "Myanmar Land" incident ended.

After the work was done, people scattered around, went back to their own houses, and looked for their own mothers.

Liu Fang and Wang Yue directly returned to "Fang Yueyuan".

Over the past few days, Liu Fang, who was physically and mentally exhausted, drank two bottles of 1664 white beer in the "Myanmar Land" and ate a large bowl of mutton.

She was so drunk that she fell asleep directly on the sofa. Wang Yue looked at her sleeping position, which was so funny.

After bringing a blanket to cover her and turning on the air conditioner, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

After sending those people away, Wang Yue came to the ancient sycamore tree alone.

Some people are not afraid of the cold and sit cross-legged on the cold stone platform.

After a few breaths, divine light burst out all over his body, and the sound of chanting scriptures was trembling. The terrifying blood and energy stirred and distorted nothingness.

He was completely in the state of enlightenment and was completely unaware of the changes in the things outside his body.

The ancient sycamore tree that was almost dead was actually nourished by the blood and energy he emitted.

Before we knew it, the ancient dead tree sycamore tree returned to spring and was full of vitality. It awakened Nirvana in late autumn, sprouted new buds, and returned to nature.

Two hours passed, the sleeping Liu Fang was awakened by the alarm clock. She felt empty in her heart and felt insecure if she couldn't see Wang Yue.

The vague sound of chanting scriptures kept coming, and she heard the sound.

The magical scene in front of her shocked her voice.

"Ah? This is the old tree that is almost dead in late autumn, has sprouted?"

When he looked at it, he saw that he was sitting on the cold stone. Therefore, Liu Fang, who felt sorry for Wang Yue, turned around and left.

However, when she came back, Wang Yue had disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, the dead sycamore tree, which was previously in a state of change, has entered a complete Nirvana at this time.

Looking around, there are still sycamore flowers blooming all over the trees, with the fragrance of flowers scattering, pollen falling, gathering into streaming light, surging towards her.

The pollen filled with mysterious energy factors soon wrapped Liu Fang in the center, like a cocoon-forming silkworm, shining brilliantly.

As one of the four flowers in the world, her biggest interest is flowers, and the flowers of the sycamore trees seem to have magical powers.

She was obsessed with watching flowers and crispy sycamore branches, but she didn't know that she was being wrapped in pollen to form a silkworm pupa.

The Nirvana of the rotten wood must be full of vigorous vitality. The life energy with the power of creation and reconstruction can definitely make the creatures that have already reached death sprout again.

Liu Fang, who was curious about this dead tree in the sycamore tree, although her naked eyes were isolated by the pollen energy, her spiritual sense clearly sensed everything outside.

Even this magical perception is far more clear than the light of the naked eye.

Puff!

Suddenly, a magical green sycamore branches grew from the rotten trunks of the old tree, vivid and powerful, with auspicious light shining and a rumbling sound.

Liu Fang counted carefully and found that there were three green, dazzling, and mysterious lines crisscrossing.
To be continued...
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