Today's taboos are lacking, but those people resolutely pursue this path without hesitation.
This road is too difficult and difficult. It's rare that even these supremely powerful men have no hope.
Taboos may or may not exist, but they are still taboos. Perhaps in the years to come, this defect can be made up for.
"Just the thirty-six taboos?" The figure deep in the hall laughed. As the lord of the Immortal Court, you have disappeared for tens of millions of years, leading to the destruction of the Immortal Court. When you helped the thirty-six Respect the taboo positions and come out together. But I have forgotten those who were loyal to you and followed you in the past, and who sacrificed their lives. "
"I really want to know how Donghua and Donghua can realize their destiny when the thirty-six taboo figures in the world come out and Naqu never returns? These two people have taboo figures and are your closest confidants for the longest time. You This move has undoubtedly cut off their way forward. It has also cut off the way for those strong men who truly have taboos in this boundless vast universe."
The person coming in the darkness turned out to be the Immortal Lord who had disappeared for tens of millions of years. There are rumors in the world that the Immortal Lord fought with the Emperor, but was ultimately defeated and suppressed in the Imperial Palace.
But these are just rumors. Except for the Immortal Kings and Immortal Lords in the Immortal Court, it seems that no one knows that they have seen the true appearance of the Immortal Lord. No one thought that after tens of millions of years, the Immortal Lord would appear again.
The place where she appeared was not the ruins of the Immortal Court, but the imperial palace where five new Taboos sat with the two monarchs of the Nine Heavens.
Outside the palace, there was a sudden sound of wind.
A gentle breeze was blowing inward. Rows of sycamore leaves outside the palace fell lightly. The clouds in the sky moved again and again, and a round of moonlight shone into the palace. Making the originally dark space become clear in an instant.
Deep in the palace, a middle-aged man in red robe stood in front of the dragon chair, looking straight at the woman in front of him with bright eyes.
The woman was dressed in white clothes and looked indescribably beautiful. Just standing there, the bright moon in the sky was lost.
This is the Immortal Lord who founded the Immortal Court in the past, an invincible myth of an era.
"Qu Bugui doesn't have enough understanding. Back then, I accidentally mentioned the Realm of Principle, and he remembered it in his heart. Being able to take this step really surprised me. However, he only had a superficial understanding of it. If he wanted to really take it, he needed to There is not enough time. Since he has chosen this path, there is no longer a place for him in the position of destiny in this world." The Immortal Master said calmly.
"What about Donghua and Wang Wuxin?" The middle-aged man in red robe spoke again.
"In the past, Wang Wuxin and I co-composed the "Yanshi Lu". In my eyes, this is an eternal book. His way is different from ours." The Immortal Master shook his head and spoke again: " As for Donghua, since he has chosen his path and a new owner, why should I go to all this trouble?"
"That's right." The man in red robe laughed.
Silence fell in the palace for a while, and the man in red robe asked again: "I want to know, when you came to this era, have you met your junior sister? Is there really a turning point?"
"Back then, I saw her in the Starry Sky Renewal. Following the aura and clues she left behind, I cut through the layers of faults in the long river of time before I could come here. In the past, when the emperor let go of his heart, That trace of evil thoughts may have changed. But there are too many variables in the process, and I have no way of knowing whether there is really a change."
The man in red robe was silent for a long time and asked again: "I also want to know what happened at the last moment in your time." In the past, the Immortal Master cut through the long river of time and turned pages of books one after another. The sword slashed towards the emperor, showing all the scenes of that era. But there are still a lot of key ambiguities.
"I have cut off the future, and all my memories are blurred. I only vaguely remember that heaven and earth were singing a last song. Someone turned his back to all living beings, holding the world with one hand, and pressing down on the catastrophe that destroyed the heavens with the other hand. He taught the Tao Pushed to the extreme, there is only a slight chance of recreating this real world. Unfortunately, due to the emperor's actions back then, almost all the fire in the world was wiped out, leaving only a few people, which made it impossible for me in that era. If the world is prosperous, how can it be defeated if it is not like this..." The Immortal Master's face was covered with frost, and he sighed.
When the man in red robe heard this, his pupils shrank sharply. After nine great generations, in each era, many taboos stood up and resisted vigorously, and even nine heavens came out together, but they were still completely defeated. Even in Master's time, he only used Taichu to severely damage him, but the end result was death. After these countless years, will such an amazing person really appear in the world?
"That person, at the last moment, was half-detached." The Immortal Lord shook his head and laughed at himself: "You two call me the invincible of an era, but in fact, how can I be invincible? If I am invincible, then The person who died at the last moment was not that person, but me."
The only sound left in the palace was the rapid breathing of the man in red robe. This news was too shocking. It turned out that there was really a way to transcend destiny. The two brothers and sisters have been pursuing this supreme realm for countless years without any thoughts.
"The world of the future is really wonderful. But I don't know if I can see it with my own eyes." The man in red robe sighed.
The Immortal Master shook his head and continued: "There is no aura of the Emperor in the Imperial Palace. Where did he go?"
Back then, the Immortal Lord fought against the Emperor. Both of them were seriously injured, and after the battle, both sides went into seclusion. For tens of millions of years, Lord Yantian is still in control. However, he still claims to be the emperor to the outside world. After all, no one in this world has seen the true face of the emperor except himself and the Immortal Master.
It was he who had been secretly controlling the wars for tens of millions of years, leading to the great defeat of the Immortal Court. Just as Donghua and others said, there seems to be a pair of eyes above the heaven and earth, watching everything.
Yan Tianjun is proficient in the art of calculation, even the emperor is far behind. One God is in charge of the overall situation, so how can the four major forces not surrender? How can Immortal Court be invincible?
"The emperor came out of seclusion 20 million years ago and went to the immortal world."
"I roughly know the purpose of his trip." The Immortal Master nodded.
"Then Mr. Yan Tian, you know that there are many taboos in this world, why did you let the five powerful men in the sky realm in the imperial palace realize the taboos when the Dao intention in the vast world is weak?" The Immortal Master asked in return.
Yan Tianjun looked at the snow-white clothes, smiled faintly, and said: "I have been fond of arithmetic since I was a child. Countless years have passed, and I have achieved a little success. I dare to claim to be the best here. In your time, there were countless years apart, and I am afraid that in the middle There have been many variables and countless obstacles. But now that you are standing here, I have some insights."
"Oh? Then you won't tell the emperor about this?" The Immortal Master raised his brows slightly and said.
Yan Tianjun smiled and said: "Although the Emperor and I are from the same school, we have already parted ways. I took charge of the Imperial Palace for him because of our past friendship. As for what will happen in the future, why do you think I should care about it?" ?”
The Immortal Master also smiled and said: "I like talking to you very much. Between smart people, there is no need to tell the truth with one word." The Immortal Master opened his mouth, turned around and left. The purpose of coming to the Imperial Palace has been achieved in his words.
"Half-step of detachment..." Yan Tianjun looked at the back of the woman in white and murmured. He didn't know what he was thinking as his eyes flashed.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning split the night sky, and there was a sound of wind, blowing the sycamore leaves all over the ground. The leaves seemed to have turned into butterflies and flew into the temple.
This thunder came towards the palace. Yan Tianjun stretched out his hand to explore, and found an object wrapped in thunder spread out in his palm.
"Nine divine lands, thunder."
Nine sacred lands. Qian represents heaven, Kun represents earth, Kan represents water, Li represents fire, Zhen represents thunder, Gen represents mountain, Xun represents wind, and Dui represents Ze. Above that there is nothing.
"In the past, we searched for Qiankun Kanli Zhengen Xundui among the nine sacred soils. But the only thing missing was Wutu. This Wutu is the origin of heaven and earth, but it has not been found for nine generations. . In the past, Lord Xuantian sacrificed thirty-six taboos within his body, but he was still completely defeated in that battle."
"Is this Taichu the key to transcendence... Perhaps, by finding Wu Tu and gathering the nine divine soils, we can transcend. The person in the future may have gone further than the master, but he can take that step because of Taichu. .”
When the Immortal Master took action to snatch the last piece of the Eight Divine Soils from the Emperor, he obviously knew Taichu.
"This formation can attract Wu Tu, the last of the nine divine soils."
Suddenly, a voice appeared in Yan Tianjun's ears.
This is the voice of the Immortal Lord, transmitted from tens of millions of light years away.
Yan Tianjun lowered his head, and the light in his palm gradually dissipated, revealing a piece of dim but seemingly encompassing soil, with a jade talisman on the side.
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In the Mochen Realm, the former glory is no longer there. The Immortal Courtyard was blasted through in the previous battles, and the originally magnificent palace was in dilapidated condition.
In the Fairy Garden, there is a temple that is secluded and surrounded by tens of thousands of tombstones. It looks very impressive at night.
There was a pale-faced man sitting cross-legged in the temple. The fireworks on the fire continued to sway through the paper window with the wind, making the evil face flicker.
Suddenly, the man seemed to notice something and picked up the black sword that was stuck on the ground. He stood up and took a deep breath.
The man looked toward the door and remained motionless. It seems to be waiting for someone to arrive.
Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly rose, coming from outside the door.
The darkness of night suddenly broke, broken by light. Broken by the sound of footsteps.
A pair of black boots walked slowly on the ground covered with red leaves, crushing the leaves and making a crunching sound.
The Demon Lord walked out of the temple and stepped on the path covered with red leaves.
The night is dark, although there is a glimmer of light ahead. But the Demon Lord still had trouble seeing clearly ahead. The night wind blew in, and the autumn season was extremely cold, making him tremble slightly.
The man raised his head, looked at the colorless night, and asked in a decadent and feeble voice: "What kind of night is it?"
No one answered. Only the man's slight breathing accompanied him.
"It's been such a long night...so..."
"How long is the road?
A sad, lonely and rich atmosphere gently blew away with the first ray of wind.
Then, in the dim light, someone finally answered.
"In the bright moon."
