Who are our enemies? Who are our friends? This question is the primary question in spiritual practice.

The butt determines the head, Luo Feng’s natural alignment with heaven and star gods. Friends and enemies are also natural.

A single shout in the heavens will bring thousands of gods, generals, officials, and three or five immortal friends to you. A shout of "brother" in the starry sky will bring countless star gods to help.

With a single command, countless stars shine and the light of good fortune shines down, which can create a cave heaven and a holy land for cultivating immortals. Similarly, Luo Feng can also make the stars in the sky slightly deviate from their position, so that the power of starlight does not shine on a certain mountain range or a certain sect.

This is the camp. If Luo Feng falls into the land of the East China Sea, Luo Feng, who has some strength and connections, is destined to be in a state of death and death. He will be killed by thousands of dragons. Even if he is pursued by the heaven in the future, he will just say wild dragon, dragon devil king, and temporary worker.

Living in the wilderness these days, it is necessary to have many friends and few enemies.

The three realms have countless gods and noble personalities, and the highest level of authority is limited to the three elements of heaven, earth, and water.

The Heaven Realm is headed by the Heavenly Emperor, the Water Realm is headed by the Ancestral Dragon, and the Earth Realm is the most complex and changeable, with countless great powers establishing dojos.

The words of Emperor Tianhou Tu have been circulated for many years. Who dares to say that Hou Tu, who is in charge of reincarnation in the underworld, is not the Supreme Lord of the Earth.

As the mother of creation, Emperor Wa is in charge of all vitality. It is not too much to call her the mother of the earth and the master of creation.

In addition, the emperor of the human race, known as the first god on earth, became a god with one word and took charge of humanity.

Finally, there is Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals. There are many sacred mountains in the ancient times, stretching for countless billions of light years. Each mountain has an earth immortal, opening up a blessed land, and countless Hengsha earth immortals worship the earth ancestor.

Now Luo Feng can only be called Tian Tian Ying, not Di Di Ling.

Therefore, Doumu Yuanjun’s good friend, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, must try his best to win over him.

This kind of teacher-sect connection is a natural ally.

After touching the invitation card given by his master Dou Mu Yuanjun and writing the words "Long Wen Dao" on it, Luo Feng's eyes flashed and he analyzed the rules and regulations of the operation of the divine power of creation.

Because it was an invitation to Yu Doumu, it was written by Zhen Yuanzi himself.

This was not Luo Feng's first time watching it, but he had some new insights into the Great Way of Earth.

There are only a few numbers, but they are the divine way, containing thousands.

An ordinary immortal could use this invitation alone to deduce a method for attaining the status of an earthly immortal.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you can understand it. Longwen Dao characters are ancient characters. Each word contains many meanings, including the rules of the road. The level is far above the red book and jade script of the Taoist secret book.

An ordinary immortal doesn't have a certain cultural background, and he can't even read invitations after years of accumulation.

It can be seen from this that the prehistoric multiverse is filled with great malice towards scumbag students.

But it also eliminates the risk of impersonation.

Move your fingertips and look at the last line.

There are no greetings or answers, only a long word about time.

The words are alive, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they are a complicated and mysterious symbol that gives a headache.

And Luo Feng projected a realm, Da Luo's way reached another level, and his vision and knowledge ranked among the Da Luo class.

Be able to understand the meaning of what Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, wrote

The word Longwendao expresses a point in time that is constantly passing.

Thirty years: January: twelve o'clock: fifty-six minutes: twenty-seven seconds...

Thirty years: January: twelve o'clock: fifty-six minutes: twenty-six seconds...

When the time returns to zero and the character Longwen Dao disappears, it is the time for the Ginseng Fruit Festival to begin.

"Big Luo, you really know how to play."

After glancing at the time and putting it away, Luo Feng sighed.

This method of inviting guests is both elegant and classy.

Yes, yes, I learned it.

When my own family realizes that Daluo has the power to protect himself and holds a banquet, I will do the same thing.

At the same time, there is a sacred mountain holy land with extremely high mountains and majestic momentum. Its roots are connected to the Kunlun veins, and its top reaches the sky of Hanzhong. Every time the white crane comes to perch on juniper and cypress, and when the black monkey comes, it hangs vines again.

The sun shines in the clear forest, and thousands of streaks of red mist surround it; the wind blows through the ravine, and thousands of colorful clouds fly in the air. In the green bamboo, golden pheasants fight together among the wild flowers.

Dragons roar and tigers roar, cranes dance and apes crow. Elks emerge from the flowers, and blue luan's sing to the sun. This is the truly blessed land of the fairy mountain, Penglai Langyuan is just like this. You can also see some flowers blooming and fading on the top of the mountain, and the clouds disappear and reach the peak of Yunlai Mountain.

The name of the mountain is Longevity Mountain. It is not like Buzhou, which towers over the sky and the earth, but it is majestic and has great virtues. It is not like Kunlun, which is towering and towering, but there are hundreds of millions of dragons coming to visit and the ancestors of immortals live there.

There is a temple out of Wanlong Gongzhu, standing on the ground, simple and unpretentious, but containing infinite vitality.

Three words written in front of the door: Wuzhuang Temple

There is a couplet on both sides that reads: Immortal Immortal's Mansion, Live as Longevity as Heaven and Taoist Man's Home.

From the outside, the Taoist temple looks ordinary, but when you walk inside, you will see the universe inside.

The Earthly Immortal understands space, the Heavenly Immortal understands time, and Zhen Yuanzi, as the son of the Earthly Immortal, is extremely proficient in the way of space, and is profound and mysterious, far beyond the ordinary Daluo.

The palace inside the Taoist temple is extremely dense and purple, and the towers are filled with misty red clouds. It forms a blessed space of its own, full of vitality.

The aura is brilliant and the treasures everywhere are of innate quality. The Wuzhuang Temple here is no less than the beginning of heaven.

The Immortal Ancestor was giving a lecture on the Tao on a high platform, while forty-eight disciples were sitting cross-legged below, with few people and people, and a peaceful Taoist mind.

There are divine birds standing around, listening to the teachings. The green and purple colors on the side of the Immortal Ancestor are the most eye-catching. Every time the blue bird delivers a letter to the Queen Mother, the Purple Luan often sends the Laojun Sutra. I can't see the majestic moral wind, and it is indeed a deserted Immortal's house.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi stopped talking about the great road and smiled: "Wonderful!"

The forty-eight disciples below looked at each other in confusion, and finally gave a wink, allowing the youngest Qingfeng to step forward and ask.

"Why is Master laughing?!"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and said, "An old friend is here at the Yuanhui Ginseng and Fruit Festival."

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, thirty years later, you two will add another ginseng fruit to the No. 9 platform."

"Disciple, obey."

The two Taoist boys bowed their hands.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile, stood up and left in a good mood, shaking the dust in his hands.

When Zhen Yuanzi was completely gone, the platform underneath turned into a mess.

All the fellow apprentices were beaming with joy, chatting and gossiping.

Only the breeze & bright moon:o((⊙﹏⊙))o

Mingyue scratched her head: "Brother, what on earth are you talking about."

Qingfeng nodded seriously: "Say it and let us take a look."

The eldest brother had already attained the Tao, and looked like a master, stroking his beard and saying with a smile: "Do you know who Cloud Platform No. 9 is prepared for?"

Qingfeng thought for a moment: "Of course it's for Lord Dou Mu, but Dou Mu and the Da Luo Tianzun rarely come in person."

"It's always the master who sends his disciples to send ginseng fruits."

"Is it possible that this Yuanhui Doumu Yuanjun will be here in person?"

The eldest brother said disdainfully: "This is not what Dou Mu is like when he comes to Master in person. He probably wants us to lay out a red carpet, scatter flowers, greet him with a big gift, go to Kunlun to pick flowers, and go down to the East China Sea to slay dragons and have a banquet..."

"Why is this?!" Mingyue said in surprise.

Since Dou Mu is not here in person, why is the master so excited?

At this time, the second senior brother chuckled and said, "Junior brother, you are the latest to get started and you don't know anything."

"Every time I held a ginseng fruit party, Master sent me invitations. But Yuanjun didn't even open them, and didn't even send anyone."

"Master sends someone to deliver it every time."

"I finally sent someone here this time. Isn't this a big breakthrough?!"

Mingyue nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "Doumu Yuanjun, do you have a good relationship with your master?!"

As soon as this statement came out, many senior brothers laughed.

If you want to say this, we won't be sleepy.
Chapter completed!