Chapter 295: I travel and refine the lotus platform
Not to mention the prehistoric Western world, in Kunlun Wonderland at this time, the three pure beings are sitting together, their eyes are slightly closed, and the three soul flowers blooming above their heads are overflowing with countless mysterious laws and Tao Yun, either indifferent or indifferent or overflowing with majesty or swords.
Yi Lingran, the aura of various laws returned in the Sanqing Palace.
Time flies, and I don’t know how long it has passed. Sanqing frowned slightly, and the three of them took back their souls without leaving a trace. The mysterious Tao Yun that originally filled the palace disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Brother, can you find the way to enlightenment?" Yuan Tongtian and the other two asked quickly. This time, the three brothers of theirs have joined forces to understand the secret of heaven. If they can realize one, it will be a great joy for Sanqing. It's a pity.
Both Yuan Yuan and Tong Tian gained little. I was the highest among the three. He successfully defeated the three corpses and achieved the late stage of quasi-sage. Yuan Tong Tian had no choice but to pin his hopes on Lao Tzu.
On the futon, I did not directly answer the two of them, my brows furrowed indifferently, and countless Tao Yunxuan lights flashed across my eyes.
"How can the secret of becoming a saint be so easily discerned? The only secret that I feel is that the opportunity is not in Kunlun." I shook my head and said.
"Second brother and third brother, I am going to travel alone in the wilderness." I stood up slowly and said.
"Now that the prehistoric calamity is permeating the air, I'm afraid it's not a good idea for me to go down to the lower realm at this moment." The original Tianzun said seriously. Measuring calamity is not just a simple talk. Under the calamity, countless calamities envelope the world, and even saints are in danger of falling.
Don't say that I haven't become a saint at this time, I'm just in the late stages of becoming a saint.
"Brother, why don't we go down to the realm together? We and the three brothers will not dare to be presumptuous even if they are lichs!" Tongtian persuaded.
"Okay, you don't need to say any more. Everyone has his or her own destiny. How can we back down from the path of the great road? Let the poor people go!" After that, I didn't wait for the two of them to react, and walked directly to the outside of Sanqing Palace.
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Walking out of Sanqing Palace, a celestial light leaped up and instantly headed outside the Kunlun Wonderland.
"Well, second brother, if we can travel to the lower realms, we might be able to find an opportunity." Tongtian said, he has been in seclusion in Kunlun Wonderland, but the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the soul shows no sign of being refined. Now,
When I left Kunlun, Tongtian suddenly had the desire to travel to the ancient times.
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In the ancient land, after Nuwa created the human race and sanctified it, the human race was moved to the coast of the East China Sea by Nuwa. From then on, the coast of the East China Sea became the ancestral land of the human race, and they thrived here. And because of Nuwa's decree,
In the ancient times, no one dared to disobey the saint's decree. The innate human race, which was not harmed by foreign enemies, gave full play to the terrifying reproductive and adaptability of the human race. In just ten thousand years, the original 129,600
The innate human race has developed to hundreds of millions of humans, but the last person to speak out is no longer the innate human race but the acquired human race. As the human race reproduces from generation to generation, the physique of the acquired human race also decreases. Now, although the human race has multiplied,
There are hundreds of millions of ethnic groups, but no one has become an immortal except for a group of innate human beings back then.
On the shore of the East China Sea, an old man in sackcloth was walking slowly on the road holding a cane.
"Is this the human race created by Nuwa?"
For a hundred years, I walked on the shores of the East China Sea, appreciating nature, but mostly observing the human race that could make Nuwa a saint.
I don’t know why, since I watched Nuwa create humans and become saints that day, I already had some premonitions in my heart. This human race is not simple, and it is destined for me! But at that time, I was in a hurry to attend the saint’s sermon on opening the world, but I didn’t do too much.
Observe, now that I have put aside my attachments and walked among the human race, the premonition in my heart has become stronger.
"This human race is by no means simple. Although the destiny of the human race is still very small, it is like a dragon lurking in the abyss!" I looked around, observing the destiny of the human race in the dark, and I couldn't help being surprised.
"Humans have all seen the old gods. I wonder why the gods appeared in my hilly tribe? Do you need me to help you with anything?" Suddenly the grass on the roadside trembled, and I saw a green-faced man wearing animal skins and holding a stone spear emerging from the grass.
He jumped out and looked at me with eager eyes and flowing aura.
Although I transformed into an old man and walked among the human race, I did not deliberately hide myself, so I had discovered my existence a few days ago, and I had just been observing in secret. When I saw that I had not been drinking for several days in a row, but my face was rosy, I immediately became aware of it.
I understand that I have met an immortal.
"Old man, I'm passing by here and want to travel a bit. I wonder if my little friend can give me some guidance." I said with a slight smile.
"I will all obey the immortal's decree." They all felt happy and quickly bowed in response.
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A long time ago, not to mention what was happening on the coast of the East China Sea at this time, outside the Pangu Temple in Buzhou Mountain, a ripple appeared in the void, and the next moment Li Xuan strode out of the void ripple.
"We have seen the wizard!" A group of wizards on duty quickly saluted.
"Without ceremony, are there any ancestral witches out of seclusion during this period?" The Pangu Temple isolates heaven and earth. Even if Li Xuan is now a sub-sage, it is impossible to detect the situation inside the temple without entering the temple.
"Reporting to the wizard, we have been on duty here for hundreds of years and have never seen the ancestral wizards leave the seclusion." The wizard on duty replied truthfully.
Hearing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. From this point of view, Hou Tu should still be in the Pangu Temple. In this case, he still had a chance. He didn't say much, and after nodding to the great witches, he went directly
Enter the Pangu Temple.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the Pangu Temple, Li Xuan felt the powerful aura emanating from the twelve ancestral witch demon pillars, the most powerful of which were the pillars of Hou Tu and Di Jiang.
"It seems that the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch is about to break through to the sub-sage realm. In this case, I can't be lazy anymore." Li Xuan smiled slightly, then walked into the Pangu Temple, casually opened a space world, and started his own plan.<
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Three dazzling holy lotuses slowly emerged behind him, one large and two small. The big holy lotus is generally snow-white, with fifteen flowers in bloom, exuding endless holy brilliance. The remaining lotus flowers, one red and one gold, are exactly
The twelfth-grade red lotus of karma and golden lotus of merit!
"It's a pity that the twelfth-grade creation green lotus has been divided into corpses by the Sanqing, but as long as the remaining lotus pedestals are fused, it's almost enough." Li Xuan thought slightly, and the next moment, the law of life emerged behind him, and endless
The power of law surges out and directly covers the three lotus flowers.
"Buzz!" With the blessing of Li Xuan's law, the fifteenth-grade Pure World White Lotus buzzed instantly, and then a holy divine light bloomed, directly wrapping the two lotus terraces, regardless of the resistance of the two, madly devouring the origin of the lotus terraces.