Chapter 680 New Momentum
In the dark void, a purple cloud floated in front of a bright full moon. Above the clouds stood a cliff, and on the cliff sat an old man in a white robe.
He has white hair and a youthful face, with two halos floating behind his head, constantly changing colors, which is beautiful and psychedelic.
He opened his eyes, calculated with his fingers, and his expression became strange.
He began to deduce continuously, but unfortunately no matter how he deduced, he could not solve the confusion in his heart.
A figure suddenly appeared behind him. It was a god wearing blood-red armor. He had a terrifying aura, fluttering white hair, and a blood flower mark on his forehead.
It was Tianmie Shen! He also had another identity, called Longmie, and was the grandson of Emperor Longxin.
Tian Mie Shen bent down and raised his hand, saluted the old man in white robes, and said: "Master, your disciple is here to see you."
"After so many years, you finally came. It seems that you have successfully refined a Dharma body for that existence." The old man in white robe said in a calm tone.
The God of Destruction replied: "It is my duty and it is difficult to disobey the will of heaven."
"It is hard to defy fate? It is indeed hard to defy fate."
The old man in white robe stood up, turned around and looked at Tianmie Shen, looking him up and down with a look of relief in his eyes.
"You are doing well in Taoism, which proves that you have not wasted your time. It is worthy for me to cultivate you." The old man in white robe stroked his beard and smiled.
Tian Mie Shen responded: "Master not only cultivates his disciples, but without the master, his disciples would have died long ago."
The old man in white robe shook his head, turned and looked into the dark void, while Tianmie Shen looked at him steadily.
"My disciple, you are gifted in a unique way. You have a talent that even gods and immortals cannot match. From now on, you no longer have to restrain your desire to kill."
The old man in white robe said quietly, and scenes of huge explosions were reflected in his pupils, flickering and changing.
Upon hearing this, Tian Mie Shen frowned and asked, "Do you think it's time?"
"Even if it hasn't arrived yet, you have to prepare in advance. The changes in this avenue are becoming more and more complicated, and the struggles in the heavens are becoming more and more fierce. Who doesn't know how much trouble is hidden here and what kind of situation it will eventually evolve into."
The old man in white robe couldn't help but sigh at the end of his speech.
Tian Mie Shen was silent for a moment, and then said, "If I don't plan to rely on the talent that the Long family left me, the Long family should disappear. I will only practice down to earth."
The old man in white robe glanced at him and said meaningfully: "It seems that there are still people alive in the Long family. You have a burden. In the past, you were eager to be released as soon as possible."
Tian Mie Shen replied: "It is true that some people are still alive, but they have cut off their causal relationship with the past. I just don't want to follow the old path of the Long family. To become stronger by killing is not the right way in my opinion."
Hearing this, the old man in white robe smiled and turned his gaze back to the void.
“Before returning to heaven, go to the Great Avenue. New creations are born there. You can explore them yourself to find out what they are.” The old man in white robe ordered.
Tianmie Shen agreed, saluted him, and then disappeared on the spot.
Only an old man in white robe was left on the cliff. He stood in front of the bright moon, his figure so desolate.
"Who will be the next Heavenly Emperor? Is all this really just a fight for the Heavenly Emperor?"
The old man in white robe was talking to himself. No one could answer him. He was asking himself.
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The beginningless temple.
Ten thousand years had passed since Fang Xuan’s first successful reincarnation projection.
The world ushered in a new prosperous era, with hundreds of religions competing with each other. Even though the Qiankun Sect and the Taixuan Sect had been growing stronger, they were unable to squeeze into the ranks of the world's hundreds of religions.
In these years, apart from his daily life, Gu An’s biggest concern was the fortune of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor.
Currently, there are more than 300 practitioners on the road of the Great Dao chasing after the Hunyuan Dao Emperor, and more than a thousand practitioners have come into contact with this opportunity. Some have died in the last ten thousand years, and some have given up this opportunity.
In general, there are more than 300 practitioners who can challenge the Hunyuan Dao Emperor. This calculation of Qi has been accomplished.
Although Hunyuan Dao Emperor does not become stronger quickly through winning or losing, the projection of lifespan will also speed up the practitioner's growth. Perhaps the first Hunyuan Dao Emperor will be born within hundreds of thousands of years. This makes Gu An very curious.
Who will it be? Although Fang Xuan was the first to start, there were rising stars in the Avenue Road who were more powerful than him.
As for the Daoists in the Tianling World, they are all old acquaintances of Gu An. Their own qualifications cannot compare to the geniuses on the road of the Great Dao. Gu An will not favor them on the road to becoming the Hunyuan Emperor, and it is almost impossible for them to become the first Hunyuan Dao Emperor.
On this day, in the Wu Shi Daochang.
Gu An played the flute while watching the fight in the sky.
He opened up a barrier field and let the Blood Hell Great Sage fight with An Xin. Shen Zhen, Tian Yaoer, Tian Qing, Tian Bai, Jiang Shi, Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, Tian Hong Emperor, and Bai Lingshu were all watching the fight nearby. They were all very excited and talked about it non-stop.
"Why did the Blood Hell Great Sage stop again? Is he under an illusion?"
"An Xin is so amazing, it feels like she is playing tricks on the Blood Hell Great Sage."
"Hahaha, don't let him hear this, he will hold a grudge."
"Senior Sister An Xin is indeed very strong. It is impossible to tell her depth at all."
"Did you see clearly what magical power An Xin used?"
The disciples were talking about it. Gu An deliberately set the barrier to cover An Xin's Immortal Emperor Pupils. The disciples did not see any changes in An Xin's eyes, and could not feel the power of the Immortal Emperor Pupils.
This made the fight very awkward, and the Blood Hell Great Sage paused from time to time. If it weren't for his extraordinary physique and abundant blood, he would have been defeated long ago.
Compared to An Xin's Immortal Emperor Pupil, Gu An was more satisfied with the progress of the Blood Hell Great Sage.
The Blood Hell Great Sage created his own magical power that allowed his flesh and blood to heal quickly. Even if his body was reduced to ashes, he could recover in a very short time.
But such recovery requires the consumption of soul energy. He began to feel tired, which came from the depths of his soul. This tiredness gradually weakened his control over his body.
If he continues like this, he will surely fail.
Gu An was wondering whether he should send the Blood Hell Great Sage to the Great Avenue to train?
The Great Sage of Blood Hell is very suitable for the path of becoming stronger through fighting, but unfortunately, he had asked the Great Sage of Blood Hell several times before, but this guy refused to go out. Even if he said that he could return to Wu Shi after going out, the Great Sage of Blood Hell still disagreed.
If the Blood Hell Great Sage were asked to do something in the human world, he would go, but the road to the great road is long, and he always felt that it would be difficult to come back in a short time once he left.
no.
He must be allowed to go out and train for a hundred thousand years before coming back.
Gu An thought silently.
It is not only to make the Blood Hell Great Sage stronger, but also to reduce the pressure on other disciples.
The Blood Hell Great Sage is not only aggressive, but also foul-mouthed. Every time he wins, he will madly mock his opponent. So now no one wants him to win, and everyone is laughing at his joke.
After a while.
The Blood Hell Great Sage was defeated, and he and An Xin flew out of the barrier together.
An Xin was like a fairy descending from heaven and landed beside Gu An. Her clothes had not changed at all and it looked like she had not experienced any battle.
The Blood Hell Great Sage hung his head, had no fighting spirit, and clenched his fists.
(End of this chapter)
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