Qing Ling understood the Wu Clan's intention in the blink of an eye.

But he was suddenly startled, and his steps stopped.

In the world of nothingness and luck above Qing Ling's head, the huge wooden path of luck turned into building wood.

The Qi Luck Building is divided into left and right.

On the left is the brilliant sun and golden crow, which represents the fortune of the demon ancestors in heaven, and on the right is the giant black shadow, which represents the fortune of the wood master of the earth witch clan.

Liches are born to be mortal enemies, incompatible and incompatible. Liches are doomed to lose both sides.

Qing Ling looked at the sign of luck manifesting on her body and thought of the fate of the lich.

He was silent for a moment. No matter the five emperors of the demon clan, the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan, the demon saints of the heavens, or the witch of the earth, they were all great figures who were created by the heaven and earth, but they were turned into ashes due to the great catastrophe of heaven.

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In the past, when countless heroes of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribes suffered a catastrophe, he could not stop it no matter how much he sighed.

Now, I am already the top existence in the world except Hongjun Daozu, so it may be different.

With the permission of Heaven, the permission of Taoist ancestors, and the permission of saints, find a new path.

It’s not about endless internal strife and consumption, but about prosperity!

Qing Ling looked at the statue of luck above her head and remained silent for a long time.

The ancient wilderness in Qing Ling's mind should be one of thousands of paths fighting to cross the border without end, with many paths standing in the world, and thousands of races rising up in the wilderness.

But when this kind of scene occurs, it is difficult, too difficult, and it is difficult to prove Hunyuan.

Qing Ling sighed, he also felt sad.

He is just a seeker, when would he need such universal love?

Perhaps, the greater his ability, the greater his responsibility.

Qing Ling walked slowly and slowly towards the west, walking through the long stretches of golden sand.

He has been gone for thirty thousand years.

Thirty thousand years of traveling westward, enjoying the scenery of the desert.

On this day, he raised his head and looked at the golden lotuses in the west for thirty thousand miles. A Taoist man dressed in linen and barefoot came towards him.

The Taoist's brilliant smile, combined with the afterglow of the setting sun, gave people endless warmth.

"I've met the Taoist Master."

He saluted first.

Qing Ling smiled and returned the greeting: "Do you want to go eastward, fellow Taoist Zhunti?"

Zhunti clasped his hands together and said, "That's it. I wish you all the way."

Qingling Yuan Shen moved and murmured: "I wish for all directions?"

Zhunti was puzzled and continued to laugh and said: "Let the Taoist master laugh. This is the opinion of Zhunti's family and cannot be put on the big stage.

I am willing to travel to the ten directions and save thousands of people in the world. I am willing to realize Bodhi and the three thousand paths of great goodness."

Qing Ling was suddenly shocked and laughed: "What a wish to go to the ten directions! My method is feasible!"

Zhunti looked surprised, then said: "Congratulations to the Taoist Master."

Qing Ling smiled and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist. The words of one family, if there is great virtue, are the words of everyone, and the world can do it, regardless of one's status."

Zhunti said with a smile: "The Taoist Master is so complimentary. Where is the Taoist Master going?"

"I want to go to the end of the west and see the three thousand worlds."

"Zhunti is going east to travel the Tao. I'm afraid I won't be able to go with the Taoist master."

"No problem, fellow Taoist, go on your own."

The two said goodbye, one to the west and the other to the east, and walked together on the main road.

The light of ten days burned the boundless yellow sand and dyed it golden. The sky was cloudless, and the scene was desolate. Qing Ling broke into this desert alone.

There is no life in the yellow sand for thousands of miles, but it is still sand except for the yellow sand.

This is the pure land of the West, pure and pure except for sand.

Qing Ling stepped on the yellow sand accumulated over the ages, making a "crunching" sound that lasted for a long time in the vast desert.

He raised his head and looked at a void in front of the desert, then stopped there and stood still, quietly looking at the desert not far away.

After a long time, the space where he looked was filled with emotion, and an old figure suddenly appeared. He walked respectfully to Qing Ling and said, "Old Bai Shuo of the White Tiger Clan, pay your respects to the Taoist Master."

Qing Lingdan replied calmly: "Do you recognize me?"

The old man from the White Tiger tribe gave a wry smile and said, "In the whole world, which great power in heaven and earth can't offend you?"

"Then it seems that you have some suspicions about my intention of coming here?" Qing Ling looked at the White Tiger Clan elder who was at the fifteenth level of Da Luo and asked slowly.

Bai Shuo laughed at himself: "When the Taoist master comes here, he won't let my clan come out of the mountain, right?"

Qing Ling smiled and said: "That's exactly it!"

"What!" Bai Shuo's small eyes widened instantly, and he lost his voice in incredible shock, "Master Tao, our clan is an auspicious beast, and our ancestor is the four great saints. Even if you are now extremely powerful, you still can't.

Can’t we let my clan obey orders?”

Qing Ling shook his head and said, "The White Tiger clan are naturally auspicious beasts in the world, and I won't touch them.

However, the entire tiger clan is not considered an auspicious beast. I am here to serve as a member of the tiger clan other than the white tiger."

Bai Shuo's expression softened, but it was still not good-looking. "But our tiger clan has always respected the white tiger, and the white tiger and tiger clan are one and the same."

Qing Ling said with a smile: "I came here to find a place for the Tiger Clan, not to plot against your family's bloodline.

The tiger roars in the mountains and forests, the king of beasts. Monsters, birds and beasts all exist in the world. If the tiger clan is not there, who will know the tiger in the world after tens of millions of dollars in the future?

In the ninth heaven, the Demon Emperor is waiting for you."

After saying that, Qing Ling continued to move forward, all the way to the west, no longer paying attention to Bai Shuo, who was still worrying about gains and losses.

In the middle of the desert, with the west wind and yellow sand and the setting sun, this is an unchanging scene in the west.

Thousands of miles of golden sand are places of death. But under the golden sand, there are precious mineral veins buried, silent in the years together with the desert, waiting for the opportunity.

It wasn't until the end of the west that Qing Ling saw a hint of green emerging.

Then there is Mount Sumeru, which is extremely majestic and as pure as dust.

The precious light blooms on the mountain, and the glazed light fills the sky. The sacred mountain is holy. On the top of the mountain, there are white lotuses blooming, shining in the world in all directions, giving people a sense of worship.

Qing Ling did not climb the mountain because the owner of the mountain was not there.

Lao Tzu traveled west, Zhunti went east, and went south through the sky. Then Jie Yin, as the six saints, probably went out to seek the way.

He crossed hundreds of millions of miles in one step and stood at the end of the western world, in the void.

The Western world has been destroyed and reduced to nothingness.

But Taozu carried three thousand worlds on his back and placed them at the end of the west, and created the west with Sumeru as the boundary.

In front of the void is a world of various sizes.

Small thousand worlds, middle thousand worlds, and great thousand worlds.

They are all the Taoist and Tibetan realms of the ancient Daluo Jinxian.

There is even no shortage of people in the Dao Zang world who have Qing Ling's acquaintance.

Three Thousand Worlds is just a general term, there are actually more than three thousand.

Since the fall of Pangu and the incarnation of all things, all the Daluo Jinxian who have been born and fallen, most of their Taoist realms are here.

There is still a small half of the Daozang realm that has been transformed by the way of heaven into small worlds and lower interfaces throughout the prehistoric times.

Among the three thousand worlds Qing Ling entered, the first one was the Taoist world of the ancestors of Yin and Yang, the Taiji world.

The world is a vast world, and everything is yin and yang that are in opposition and mutually reinforcing each other. The Tao of Tai Chi is everywhere.

The mountains are divided into yin and yang, the water banks are divided into yin and yang, the sun is divided into yin and yang, and the taiyin is divided into cathode and anode...

Qing Ling walked through each world, the three thousand worlds, and the great avenues of the heavens, and he visited them one by one.

Whether it is the big world or the small world, whether it is the three thousand avenues or the hundred and eighty thousand little ways, he understands it with his heart.

This is an excellent place for enlightenment, but it is also a desperate situation. Without the state of ultimate power, you will never be able to get out of the Three Thousand Worlds.

The three thousand Tao masters fought with each other during their lives, but after death they were able to merge into one place and coexist here.

Qing Ling felt that he seemed to have found the point of the Lich's calamity.

At the same time, in the northern dark world, Kunpeng flew into the sky, and the water hit three thousand miles, and then surged up ninety thousand miles, passed the Nantian Gate, and climbed to the ninth level of the sky.

In the west, there is a white tiger cave in the sky, where a tiger has two wings. A hundred tigers come out of the Xisha Islands, and they can kill hundreds of thousands of miles. Tigers fly to the sky and ascend to the sky, and tigers roar in the heavenly palace.

In the East China Sea, dragons travel through the water, enter the sea and transform into dragons and ascend to the heavenly palace. The dragon roars thousands of miles away, and the wind and clouds meet. The dragon kings from all over the world ascend to the sky together, and the wind and rain drift up to the blue sky.

In the south, colorful auspicious clouds rise, there are birds chirping from the immortal volcano in Tiannan, and the colorful feathers on their tails are bright and bright. Peacocks spread their wings to cover the Nanshan Mountains and fly high to the jade sky.

The luck of the four directions ascends to the sky, the ancient Kunpeng luck of the north, the white tiger's killing luck of the west, the luck of the colorful prosperity of the south, the auspicious luck of the true dragon of the east, the four lucks enter the demon court, the four directions carry the sky to the demon court, the demon court is no longer just a demon

The court has become the prehistoric heaven!

At this point, the demon clan has begun to rise to dominate the world!

The Kunpeng in the north and the dragons and tigers in the East and West all ascended to heaven because of the green spirit. The peacock, the direct son of Fengzu in the south, ascended to heaven because of the golden phoenix under the throne of Nuwa.
Chapter completed!