Taiyi is the supreme God and the existence closest to Tao from ancient times to the present.

His demise required thousands of years of planning by Fuxi, as well as the joint efforts of Haotian, the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods to barely kill him. In today's Taoist legends, there is a legend about Taiyi giving birth to water.

Taiyi gave birth to water, and water in turn supported Taiyi, thus forming the sky.

Heaven and earth were born from Taiyi - "Taiyi gives birth to water".

He is the creator god who opened up the world and the supreme god. After Taiyi opened up the world, the world gave birth to Qi, and the original Qi of the Three Pure Ones was born. At this moment, this strong man, who should have perished under the siege of the strongest people of that era, still exists among all things. Qi Wuhuo's perception is extremely strong, as long as he opens his mouth.

immediately--

The soul and existence will be wiped out, just like the Queen Nuwa.

Looking at the teacher in front of him, Qi Wuhuo knew that this was just one of the teacher's incarnations.

His mind changed, he slowly exhaled, and said, "Nothing."

Don't be reckless.

Reckless courage means nothing.

Qi Wuhuo picked up his teacher's tea and took a sip. The slightly bitter taste and the fragrance that followed calmed his mind. Naturally, he wanted to try to relay the current situation to his teacher first, for example, without directly telling him. However, when this thought came to his mind, Qi Wuhuo felt intense pain in his soul.

...Taiyi.

If it doesn’t work in the end.

Just go find the teacher's true body and tell him everything.

Then this body will die and the Tao will disappear.

Taiyi has no chance of occupying this body and reviving.

Obviously, he had a strong hostility towards Taiyi, but at this time Qi Wuhuo did not feel any reaction, which made him have another guess in his mind -

Perhaps his life or death would not affect Taiyi's replacement.

But at least the teacher can know that Taiyi has returned.

Qi Wuhuo said: "Teacher, you and the Taiyi God from the first calamity era..."

When he said this, Qi Wuhuo paused. He did not feel the pain of his soul being torn apart, nor was he killed by the curse. He just said:

"If we fight, what are the chances of winning?"

The old man paused, looked at the young Taoist, then shook his head and said simply:

"No."

"That's one."

Qi Wuhuo said: "Isn't the practice of my sect also to reverse three into two, and reverse two into one?"

The old man sighed, looked at Qi Wuhuo lovingly, and said:

"He is one."

Qi Wuhuo was about to say something, but suddenly he seemed to understand what the old man meant.

The young Taoist was silent, and said: "You mean..."

The old man said gently, "Yes, He is not the One who practices, but the real One itself. He is not practicing Taoism, but He is the existence closest to Taoism, He is the One, and His Taoism is like all things."

"The Tao is already there. Now that it exists, it will exist forever."

“It does not become more because of the arrival of walkers, nor does it become less because of the departure of walkers.”

"Once you have it, you will have it forever. Once you have realized it, it will be realized forever."

“It won’t increase by one point due to the passage of time, nor will it decrease by one point due to the passage of time.”

“It is a state that is attained once and for all, attained once and for all, without increase or decrease, without defilement or purity.”

"He has reached his limit. Time cannot shake his Dao in the slightest. Life and death cannot pollute his realm in the slightest. His existence runs through time and is above all things. As long as all things exist, Taiyi will still exist. And if all things perish, Taiyi will still exist."

"If the real Taiyi returns, he will still be the strongest. Unless Haotian reappears and joins forces with us, and has Fuxi's planning and bloodiness at all costs, otherwise, no one can be the opponent of [Yi]."

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things."

"Under this great path, there is only one who will always be victorious."

The young Taoist remained silent and never tried to speak. He just talked with the old man with a smile for a while, then meditated and practiced Qi. In the afternoon, he went down the mountain on his own. The old man raised his eyes slightly and stared in the direction where Qi Wuhuo went away. He seemed to be thinking about something, but he never spoke. He just stroked his beard with a hint of doubt.

Only Qingniu was puzzled and asked, "Why should Master give others the upper hand?"

"Don't we need to fight to know whether we can win or not?"

The old man just smiled, patted the ox's head, and said, "You don't understand."

…

Writing it down in words won’t work!

When this thought arises, it will trigger the supernatural power of an extremely high level to restrain it. Even if you barely write it down without thinking, the words will lose their concept in an instant and turn into nothingness.

I tried to record it in an interlaced manner using images, patterns, and the many words that were told by Taoist Qingyu.

The result is the same.

This supernatural power is not determined by Qi Wuhuo's actions, but by his heart, nature and soul. It is like walking in a thorn bush, and if his heart moves, he will be covered with wounds. The young Taoist looked at the scroll in front of him, and when he connected the six words [Taiyi Resurrection and Possession] together, he lost the sense of these six words in an instant.

These six words are still reflected in Qi Wuhuo's eyes and heart.

But Qi Wuhuo lost his understanding and cognition of these six words.

At that moment, these six words were like a child's unconscious graffiti in his eyes, without any meaning. It took a long time before he regained consciousness. Qi Wuhuo wanted to go to the stream and sprinkle the cool stream water on his face to calm his mind. When Qi Wuhuo came out, he was accompanied by the mist that suddenly rose in the evening.

Qi Wuhuo saw the mist gathering again and turning into the appearance of Taiyi.

He raised his head and saw the sun and the moon hanging high in the sky, with stars scattered above. The essence of all things gathered into one, transforming into Taiyi, whose face could not be seen clearly. Seeing him slowly approaching, the young Taoist came to his senses faster than last time. He raised his hand and clenched it suddenly. With the clear sword sound like a dragon's roar, he grasped the Jie Sword Three in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He swept across suddenly, with mighty sword energy.

Breaking the pressure of the intimidated aura, this time, Qi Wuhuo discovered that the finger emitting a faint golden light was less than three feet away from his forehead. Qi Wuhuo had a good foundation laid by Taoist Qingyu, so he immediately judged that it was getting closer by one inch a day. After thirty days, the finger was lower than his forehead, and Qi Wuhuo had been replaced by a different person.

Taiyi looked at Qi Wuhuo, without any ripples or waves in his eyes.

[All living things are transformed by me, returning to oneness, which is great freedom]

Why escape?

[You want to prove one thing, and I will give you one thing]

【Why avoid】

[Why don’t you kneel down and accept God’s grace]? !

No ill intention.

There was no murderous intent, only doubt and a dignified aura.

It seems that in the eyes of Taiyi, as one of all living things, returning to the oneness of Tao is a natural process, or even an opportunity worth rejoicing.

This is an enemy that is more difficult to deal with than good and evil.

His kindness is a great evil to me!

His own survival was facing a huge threat, and there might even be some kind of existence that would replace him as [Qi Wuhuo] and continue to exist. A rare anger and murderous intent rose from the bottom of his heart, mixed with anger and fear, and finally turned into a gushing out of cold murderous intent.

【punish】!!!!

The young Taoist suddenly swung the sword in his hand, and a murderous intent that was more purely domineering than before poured out. The scene in front of him dissipated like smoke and clouds. The young Taoist was in a trance. What he saw was the sun falling down, like a red-hot steel ball, burning people's eyes. The trees rustled, and the wind blew past. Unconsciously, he broke out in a thin sweat, and it was a little cool when the wind blew.

He leaned forward and was about to scoop up a handful of stream water, but at this moment, Qi Wuhuo saw his own reflection in the stream.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with gentle brows, but his eyes emanated a faint golden light. There was a vertical mark between his eyebrows, and it seemed that all kinds of magic were following him behind him. The golden light in his eyes raised his eyes and looked at Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo's pupils contracted.

Taiyi!

boom!!!!

With a sweep of his sleeves, the powerful energy fell into the stream, causing the water in the stream to violently explode into countless ripples. The Taiyi with Qi Wuhuo's face disappeared. Laughter was heard from behind. Qi Wuhuo turned around and saw Taiyi standing calmly in front of him. Murderous intent rose in his heart, and sword energy filled his sleeves. He just raised his hand and pointed his finger like a sword at his forehead.

"Mr. Qi?"

!!!

Qi Wuhuo's movements suddenly paused, and the illusion in front of him dissipated. A child about seven or eight years old stood in front of him, wearing ill-fitting brown shorts. Because they were his brother's clothes, they were tied a few more times with useless strips of cloth. He looked much more capable. Now he just shook his head and looked at Qi Wuhuo in confusion.

The young Taoist suppressed his sword energy. He forced a smile. The finger that had originally slashed with the Robbery Sword Three gathered all the power. He just gently touched the top of the child's head and said in a gentle tone:

"What's wrong?"

The child was a little embarrassed. He first asked Qi Wuhuo to check the text he had copied today. Then he lowered his head, pinched the corner of his clothes, stared at his toes, hummed for a long time, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Qi..."

"Then why didn't Mr. Zhang, who came before, come today?"

The children had been in one place for a long time, and it was rare for them to see a new teacher, so they were a little excited. However, they had not seen Mr. Zhang today, so they were very curious and came to ask Qi Wuhuo. The young Taoist calmed down and told them that Mr. Zhang was very busy at the moment and did not have the time to look for them, but if there was a chance, he would definitely come to find them.

Only then did the child bow happily again and trot back.

Qi Wuhuo smiled as he watched the child go away. The smile faded from his eyes. He looked at his palms and lowered his eyes slightly. Taiyi's brand was in his soul. If he couldn't deal with it, sooner or later he would be affected and devoured. In that case, Qi Wuhuo would die and Taiyi would possess him.

Or has the existence of Qi Wuhuo as an individual been replaced by Taiyi from the beginning to now?

The one who became a disciple in this way was the reincarnation of Taiyi, not the child from Jinzhou.

If they were walking in the calamity of the demon clan, the one who was friendly with Hou Tu was the reincarnation of Taiyi, not the child from Jinzhou.

There can be no further delay.

Qi Wuhuo clenched his five fingers together. In just one day, Taiyi's influence on him was so strong that he almost hurt the child. Qi Wuhuo didn't even want to imagine what the consequences would be if Jie Jian San, who had attacked the child in anger against Taiyi, really attacked the child.

It's time.

All attempts were useless, but we did get a rough idea of ​​Taiyi's goal.

It's time to go back and tell Teacher Yu about this.

I will never do as you wish, Taiyi.

Qi Wuhuo made up his mind, but when he was going back, before he reached his own yard, he felt a flash before his eyes, and what came into view was a scenery that was almost exactly the same as his own small yard, but the person in front of him was not an old blue cow eating grass leisurely, nor a gentle old man, but the rather impatient Lord in black.

Da Daojun said unhappily, "You little bastard."

"We agreed that you would come to my place to practice swordplay every sunset. How come you forgot on the first day?!"

Qi Wuhuo couldn't explain, or perhaps the current Dao Jun was unwilling to listen to any explanation.

It's just an extremely unhappy feeling of "losing to Tai Shang again".

This brat actually went straight to the place of Tai Shang. What does this mean? !

Doesn't that mean you treat me as nothing?

Damn it! This is outrageous!

Brat, you are as arrogant as that old man!

With this vaguely unhappy emotion, Da Daojun threw a sword to Qi Wuhuo, and then raised his hand and swung the sword towards the young Taoist. The sword energy was fierce. Although he was a little unhappy, he still restrained his own strength and maintained a level higher than Qi Wuhuo's original strength. He was able to oppress and improve Qi Wuhuo, but not to the point of causing Qi Wuhuo to be defeated quickly and fail to grow.

But soon, after a few moves, Shangqing Da Dao Jun made a surprising discovery.

Only one night had passed.

The young Taoist in front of him had made a leap in his understanding of the calamity of the sword.

This is definitely not something that can be explained by simple insight and genius.

The murderous aura, anger, and a hint of fear contained in the sword, as well as the stronger murderous intent and determination that erupted from the fear, could never be understood overnight. Dao Jun had personally experienced countless killings and was absolutely clear about this point. He frowned slightly, and the sword light flashed suddenly.

The sword in Qi Wuhuo's hand shattered and flew out in a spiral, while Da Daojun held the sword at one side, resting it against the ground, and said in a calm tone: "Your swordsmanship has made a great leap overnight."

“This isn’t something that can be accomplished by epiphany.”

The Taoist master in black looked at the young Taoist in front of him.

Indeed, from the naked eye, soul, senses, and vital energy, one cannot sense the slightest difference.

The realm of [One] is above everything.

But——

The Lord of the Great Dao is not like Yuqing, who is in charge of concepts and order.

He just trusts his instincts.

Keep your mind focused and never regret when striking the sword!

"You experienced a life-and-death battle last night, but I was unable to sense any fluctuations in your vitality."

"So, your enemy—"

The sword slowly rose up, and in the process of being raised, layers of ripples gradually climbed up, turning into an extremely simple appearance, except for the green traces entwined on the hilt, and the trajectory circled around the sword body, like the wind rising from the end of the green duckweed, and finally the sword tip was against Qi Wuhuo's brow. The tone of the Great Dao Lord was calm, but the sharpness of the sword energy seemed to cut off everything, and said:

"Hide here."

"Is it right?"