Chapter 925 Generously Going to the World of Righteousness and Worry-Free

Bone Suzaku once said that what Fang Yuan got was the inheritance of the Emperor's Clan. Although he is already insane, and what he said cannot be fully believed, it can be seen that Fang Yuan's path of cultivation is similar to that of the Heavenly Emperor's Clan, except that the Different Emperor's Clan is extinct, and there is only one Dixu who doesn't know the truth.

How to proceed is a difficult problem.

If it is really exhausting the prehistoric and devoted to research, then the world may be extinct, and Fang Yuan may not be able to deduce it.

But at this moment, the white cat pointed out a way for Fang Yuan.

Worship the heaven and the earth as your teacher, and participate in the prehistoric avenue!

Fang Yuan's path has entered the realm of the self-transformation world. Now he can prop up a world with his own hands and break the nothingness. If he wants to continue to go down, he can only refine this world to be more real, but this is extremely difficult, because he himself does not know what kind of preparations are needed to continue to evolve this world, and what kind of principles are needed to support it!

But fortunately, he now has a master!

These thirty-three days were originally refined by the Emperor's lineage, and they were originally a creation of one party's most subtle changes.

If one can get a glimpse of the mystery of the thirty-three days, the importance of the other party's original practice is self-evident.

How can we get a glimpse of the real mysteries of one world?

The answer is simple, tear him down!

It's like wanting to see clearly the operation of a mechanism, and only by dismantling it can you see it more clearly.

Fang Yuan naturally doesn't have the ability to tear down a world now, but fortunately this world has already been torn down. After 33 days of catastrophe, it was already dilapidated. It's just that Fang Yuan's previous cultivation base was not as good, so he couldn't directly see the origin of this world. Now the white cat gave up immortality and gave Fang Yuan the fairy seal, which made Fang Yuan have the ability to see the origin of this world.

With this ability, Fang Yuan can re-deduce the magic of the movement of heaven and earth.

This is of course an extremely difficult process, but Fang Yuan would not consider whether it is difficult or not.

There is no way to go in front of me, but now I can see a direction, which is already a great fortune!

"Deriving from the poor fortune of the world, the avenue will be in one mind!"

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the dilapidated Thirty-Three Heavens, Fang Yuan pinched the seal of heaven and earth with his hands, and one hundred and eight three-spirited bamboo chips fluttered around him, drawing mysterious traces, and his whole mind fell silent. After an unknown period of time, when he opened his eyes and looked around, he could see runes flashing in his eyes, and the infinite world around him became a law in his eyes.

He deduced from the most superficial, and extended step by step.

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And when Fang Yuan deduced the good fortune of the heaven and the earth during the dilapidated thirty-three days, and glimpsed the wonder of the creation, some kind of cause and effect began to change within the outer sky and the outer sky.

Qu Changbai, the suzerain of the Qingyou Sect, is a well-known gentleman of modesty and modesty.

His Taoist couple passed away early, and the one he loved the most was the little girl under his knees, and he placed high hopes on her. It was for this reason that he brought his little girl to meet the world when visitors came from outside the sky. But he had always taught the little girl to be humble and kind, but now, he gradually developed a heart problem. His daughter was originally a good child in everyone's eyes, obedient, kind, courteous, and understanding. Daughter, you are so kind.

At a young age, she obeyed her own words, thinking wholeheartedly for Wuyoutian, and even at a young age, she had the intention of dedicating herself to Wuyoutian. She couldn't tell her that it was wrong, but she also didn't want to see this day. The little girl seemed to have noticed her worries and stopped talking about them. But since then, whether it is cultivation or reading, she has worked several times harder.

The teacher praised her, relatives and friends love her, and everyone loves this girl.

But seeing his daughter clenching her teeth and trying hard to practice and study, Qu Changbai felt more and more guilty. He knew that his daughter practiced so hard because of his words. She was worried that one day disaster would come and she would not be able to grow up.

Finally, one day, when the little girl challenged a certain test far beyond her limit in order to break through the situation, an accident occurred and she was seriously injured. Fortunately, the elder rescued her and saved her life.

"Father, I'm so useless..."

The little girl opened her eyes with a sound of self-blame.

"Yan'er is a good boy, Yan'er is the hardest worker..."

"Father, I still have to practice..."

The little girl struggled, trying to stand up.

Qu Changbai hastily held her down: "There is no rush to cultivate, you should take good care of your wounds!"

"But I am afraid, father!"

The little girl looked up at Qu Changbai: "I'm worried that one day, when disaster strikes, I won't be able to protect you..."

Qu Changbai heard this, but at this moment the patriarch of the Qingyou Sect burst into tears, filled with guilt, and hugged the little girl: "Silly boy, you shouldn't protect your father, but your father should protect you. There are some truths that your father shouldn't tell you..."

At this moment, he was full of self-blame and regret.

How can my own daughter dedicate herself to worry-free heaven?

No matter what happened, no matter who went all out, it shouldn't be her daughter.

When this idea came up in his heart, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, it was just human nature.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard his daughter whisper something.

"What did Yan'er say?"

He put his ear close to his daughter's lips.

The little girl's voice was slender, and she seemed to be smiling: "Father, it turns out that you are also selfish..."

Qu Changbai was slightly startled, and was about to say something, but suddenly his whole body shook violently, and he felt that something had entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a long, long time, his eyes straightened, like a puppet.

But soon, his eyes became lively again and returned to normal, but there was something more.

"Of course I'm selfish!"

He stroked his daughter's little head again, and said calmly: "Whatever the world, who is more precious than my daughter?"

The little girl lying on the bed lightly wiped her bloodless lips and smiled sweetly.

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Although Wuyoutian is called Wuyou, there are many things to do.

Especially now, the three-thousand-year-old Fairy Fairy Fair is about to come, and it is a time when everyone is extremely cautious.

The three-day fairy meeting refers to the grand event held every three thousand years in the days of Wuyou, Lihen, and Wangchou. At this time, their outstanding monks of the three days will, under the leadership of God, repair the six circles of reincarnation to lure away the dark demonic breath.

This year's Three Heavenly Immortals Association actually came later than before.

Now it is said that the sky in the north of Wuyoutian has been gloomy for ten years.

Almost half of the sky in the east of Lihentian is as deep and terrifying as ink.

According to the people in the Old Immortal Palace, the reason why the dark magic breath was not drawn away more than ten years ago this time was because a certain crucial passage was sealed. It stands to reason that they could send out a group of monks to go to that passage, clean it up, and lead away the devil's breath. However, the God of Three Fangtianwaitian has already set a rule, and no one can leave Tianwaitian casually.

Every time such a task is carried out, it is a big event for Tianwaitian.

Because the people who go to promote the big formation, except God, no one can return to the outer world.

It is said that this is because those who promote the formation may be infected by the magic breath and cause mutations.

The three gods acted very carefully, even if the people who promoted the formation might not really be infected with the demon breath, but for the sake of safety, they would never allow these people to return to the outer sky alive.

So every three thousand years, there will be a group of people from Tianwaitian who will take the initiative to sacrifice.

Now, as usual, the monks of the three worlds are vying to fight for one world, and the master is going to die.

It's never been a problem before.

Wuyoutian has never been short of generous people.

But this year, it was a bit strange. At a fairy feast, all suzerains, as always, made generous speeches, and their words and deeds were tragic. Only the Qingyou suzerain remained silent. I wonder if any of you have chosen?"

Wen Wenzong's suzerain shouted in a deep voice: "There are seven people from my sect's true biography, everyone is willing to go, just choose three of them!"

The head of the Taihua sect also said: "My three disciples have already decided to go to the holy mountain on a certain day!"

The other suzerains also nodded their heads in agreement, those passionate people had already been waiting by his side.

On everyone's face, there is an indomitable trend.

But at this time, Qingyou Sect Master suddenly said: "This time, the Three Heavenly Immortals Association is different from the previous ones. I have heard people say that this time, the magic power is much stronger than in the past, so the people who promote the formation need to be stronger than before. Perhaps, we choose to let the true biography or the elders go out, but we are not able to do it. It should be safer for us, the suzerains, to do it ourselves!"

One word stirred up thousands of waves, and following Sect Master Qingyou's words, His Highness suddenly fell silent.

The faces of all the suzerains who were still impassioned just now, wishing to sacrifice themselves for Wuyoutian immediately, all changed drastically.

They hesitated for a long time before someone laughed and said, "It's just a rumor, so we don't necessarily have to take action, right?"

Those who were selected looked over suspiciously.

The Taihua Sect master who spoke hastily coughed, and said: "Of course, if I really need the help of this old man, I will naturally not shirk it!"

Sect Master Qingyou slapped the case lightly, and said: "That's good, why don't we jointly write a letter to God, begging for this important task?"

All of a sudden, the expressions of those suzerains became even more embarrassing.

For a long time, no one spoke!