After the war, it was rare for the world of immortals and gods to find peace.
Throughout March and May, no big moves were seen in the penalty area.
First, the casualties were too heavy and it took a period of time to recuperate.
Secondly, every half month, there is an inexplicable big turmoil.
I don’t know why, I just know that the universe will be collided by a mysterious force. ??
The five forbidden areas in the God Realm are okay and have a solid foundation.
Like them, it won't be a big deal if they get hit a few times.
What about other supreme inheritances? They have been in decline for many years, and have been demolished. Many of their foundations have been damaged, and they are no longer what they used to be. At this moment, they are all working hard to repair the universe and have no time to care about anything else, especially the supreme artifacts. The ancestor has something to say,
You must stay in your nest to prevent it from being demolished, and to protect the universe.
Don't cause trouble in restricted areas.
Basically no big deal.
This is a good situation.
At least, it is a good time for the divine dynasty to rise.
Look at the gods overseas. Almost every day, people are going through tribulations, ranging from divine punishment to mysterious tribulations. The whole process is in full swing. I don’t know how many onlookers have been offended, and how many inheritors have been attracted to join them. There are many evildoers who defy the heavens.
There is no shortage of great gods who stand up to the sky. In troubled times, we can stay together and stay warm.
receive,
Receive them all.
As the saying goes, the sea is open to all rivers, and its tolerance is great, and the gods will not reject anyone who comes.
In just a few months, the foundation of the Divine Dynasty has steadily improved several levels.
Yaya!
Zhaojiashan Peak, the sound of many breasts and the milky sound of a baby.
It was Xiao Ziyun and Xiao Ziyue. After only a few months, they went to the ground to walk, chasing small butterflies on the green grass with their shaky little steps.
Just like before, the little girl neither cried nor smiled, and was very aloof.
On the other hand, Zhao Ziyun is not only lively, but also not an ordinary mischief-maker.
He was most impressive in front of Zhao Ziyue,
It seems that he is always saying something: I am the elder brother.
This is not bad. If we count from the mother's womb, he is indeed the elder brother.
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br> However, Zhao Ziyue was born first, and she was the older sister, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with her.
It was early in the morning, and the two little guys gathered under the old tree, one on the left and the other on the right, looking curiously at a dark box that glowed and hung in the air.
Well, it's a Huntian Magic Box that has a realm within it.
It was jointly forged by Emperor Immortal and Moon God.
The flow of time inside is different from that in the outside world. Mr. Zhao practices there and usually doesn't see other people for half a month. Every time he comes out, he is covered in dust.
Wow!
Zhao Ziyun was naughty and poured some water on the Huntian Magic Box in a hurry.
He often does this. Many bearded grandfathers have said that watering can ward off evil spirits. He doesn't know what warding off evil spirits is. When he needs to urinate, he urinates here.
For this reason, Luoxia spanked him frequently, but she still couldn't change it.
Perhaps he had been beaten too many times, and the beatings stopped when he was one year old.
That's right, I stopped it and it won't grow any longer no matter how I eat it.
There is also Xiao Ziyue, the situation is the same.
"Why haven't you grown up yet?" The Water God pinched his beard and looked at it again and again.
"Do you know what you know? Ancestor-level bloodline grows slowly," said the old turtle.
"Well, there is a precedent in history." The Taoist Master of Cause and Effect spoke leisurely.
"I often hear Uncle Taishi say that the ancestor of the Yongheng family was still a young boy when he was more than 1,800 years old." The ancestor god held his hand.
All the old guys, you and I have been talking about each other for most of the day.
After all, one of Mr. Zhao's children was lost. Xiao Ziyue was still there, but Xiao Ziyun was gone. I don't know who took him away. No one could be found in the mountains.
Luoxia is used to losing her child every three days.
Why is Zhao Ziyun so naughty? Besides following his father, these old guys really contributed a lot.
, like this time, I will do somersaults when I come back.
Speaking of habits, Zhao Yun has long been accustomed to darkness.
The demonic realm of Hundian is like a black hole in space, with not even half of the light visible.
He has been sitting here for a hundred years since he came in this time. During this time, he was no different from a statue, not moving at all. Look at his shoulders and long hair, which have long been covered with dust. ??
He spent hundreds of years building bridges all the time.
When I look at it now, I see that most of the bridge has been cast, and the whole body is covered with twilight.
He has no external objects in his mind. When he built the bridge, he did not forget to understand Tao and time. He also understood reincarnation, because this world of Hun Tian Demon was refined by the Moon God and the Emperor Immortal. There is always the power of time and reincarnation left, and he can comprehend it here.
, uniquely blessed by nature.
But, this is far from enough.
A bridge is built with roads! Other roads are needed to make bricks and tiles.
He has covered a lot of fields, but his understanding of the Tao is uneven. The Tao of Rumeng is still half-assed so far, and he is far behind the Dream Immortal.
The breeze blew gently, and he slowly opened his eyes. He slouched and stretched his body, and the majestic power surged in his body.
He finally came out of seclusion, accompanied by visions all over his body.
The moment he appeared, many elders looked at him.
Seeing that he showed no signs of becoming a god, he couldn't help but let out a dry cough.
"You haven't become a god yet?" Zhukong lamented, "His disciples are almost catching up with him."
"He doesn't have a divine gate, so it's not that easy." Wu Dao said deeply.
"It is not impossible to remain in the Young God Realm for the rest of your life." God of the Underworld said.
“Haste makes waste.”
These words came from General Taiyu.
He is the one who really has the temperament to let himself play chess with himself.
He said a few words, and few people refuted him. Perhaps, for Zhao Yun, the chance to become a god is only once, and there must be no mistakes. There is no harm in being slower, but it is better to accumulate more Tao foundation and break through in one blow.
"Dad."
The two little guys have already pounced on Zhao Yun. They haven't seen each other for a long time and they are very close.
Zhao Yun holds one in each hand, a hundred years of darkness, and wants to kill two babies.
It doesn't matter if you don't grow taller, as long as you grow stronger.
These two little babies in his family are very scary right now.
With a bloodline that defies heaven, even though he has no cultivation level yet, he has the power of bloodline to discover it.
And this kind of power will become more and more domineering with age.
At night, the Lord of the Divine Dynasty cooked the food himself.
The dinner at the Zhao family was still very warm.
after meal,
Zhao Yun walked to the top of the mountain alone and stayed there in the middle of the night.
No one knew what he was thinking, he was just like an ice sculpture, motionless.
"While you're young, make more of them!"
The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is.
There are always some old guys jumping up and down anxiously.
Look at how many beauties there are on that mountain peak! What a waste of resources.
Zheng!
In the dead of night, Zhao Yun took a bamboo sword and danced it quietly.
Dancing a sword is also a matter of mastering the sword. Building a bridge requires this skill, which is the ultimate improvement.
His sword moves may not be very mysterious, but his sword dancing movements have an indescribable meaning. They are simplifying the complex and returning to nature. Many seniors who practice swordsmanship are fascinated by it.
Already.
"If you want to practice cultivation, go to Huntian Demon Realm to practice it! Don't waste real time."
Dapeng couldn't sleep much of the night either, watching Zhao Yun practice his sword with his hands folded.
He can't see clearly, but the elders know very well that the Huntian Demon Realm is mysterious, and one day in the outside world can take ten years. However, no matter how mysterious it is, there are no human fireworks. Since the way of war nourishes hundreds of scriptures, it cannot lack the world of mortals.
breath.
Zheng!
The faint sound of sword chanting lasted for several months.
People in the city have become accustomed to it, and many people even come to listen to the sermon.