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Chapter 692: I am me, why do I need to prove it?

When the King of the Beast heard this title, he suddenly felt a thunder flashing in his mind. His eyes were a little confused for a moment, as if he had also liked the boy in front of him.

It was a pity that it nodded and said, "Meow, listen to the boss."

The King of the Alien Beasts went up the mountain and the monsters rioted, but in the end, the clever monsters were restrained and went to Huangting Mountain to investigate the situation first.

After the return, the monster clan subsided and disappeared into the mountains from then on, and never entered the world again.

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For decades after that, the King of the Beasts was around the cemetery boys on Huangting Mountain.

After 347 years of the National Calendar, the sky changed and the earth moved. The continent where they were drifted was actually bordering another vast land.

On this day, people realized that the world was so big that they knew that there were really more than one immortal in this world who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth.

Liguo seems to have many resources hidden underground that the immortals need. The immortals moved in. For a time, the former dynasty became the tools of the immortals. A large number of civilians were summoned to mine, and the people were living in poverty.

Until an immortal who loves to collect Taoist scriptures went to Huangting Mountain and wanted to check the secret Taoist scriptures in Huangting Mountain.

The contemporary head of Huangtingshan politely declined, which attracted the wrath of the immortals. Before the immortal took action, he was shot to the ground by a snow-white beast. Before his death, he was shocked to send a message to the immortals in the world: "There is a divine beast Bai Ze hidden in Huangtingshan!"

Suddenly, all the immortals' eyes changed. Compared with the spirit stone ore veins hidden underground, the divine beasts that can be used as the foundation for all generations is a more fatal attraction.

Tens of thousands of immortals crossed the sky to Huangting Mountain, but did not take action. The Bai Ze divine beast was still in a shallow state. They were confident enough to take it down. The cultivators from other sects were the greatest enemies.

The battle was dark and the sky was filled with blood mist, but the war was not decided, because during the battle, an immortal was knocked away and landed in the cemetery behind Huangting. A large pit was smashed and many tombstones were broken...

The immortals saw Bai Ze who they had been thinking about for a long time, but there was a young man sitting cross-legged on Bai Ze's back. The young man looked unhappy and glanced at the immortals.

Then, in the surprised eyes of the immortals, he spoke: "Everyone goes down to build a cemetery!"

The immortals sneered, but they couldn't laugh the next moment. The spiritual energy in their bodies quickly dissipated, and in a moment they couldn't even take the air. In less than a few breaths, they lost all their spiritual power and turned into mortals.

They looked at the boy who was riding on Bai Ze in horror, and knew that they had met a peerless powerful man!

A week later, all the immortals evacuated from the country and returned to their continent, and never returned.

Liguo has suffered this great disaster and has fallen apart, and the dynasty has changed again.

The new emperor of the Yu Kingdom regarded Huang Tingshan as the National Dao Sect and spent one month every year to go up the mountain to practice.

Time is like water, and years are like shuttles. The dynasties in the world rise and fall, and only Huangting Mountain always stands.

The boy in the cemetery can no longer remember his age, but occasionally sits on the edge of the cliff and watches the sunrise and sunset.

One day, at the ancestor worship ceremony, the contemporary sect invited the ancestor to preside over the presidency. This was just a process-based question, but he never thought that the ancestor would agree for the first time.

However, when the ancestor came to the ancestral hall, he only pointed it like a pen and carved several lines of large characters on the ground.

"Immortals and Taoist priests do not have spirits, accumulate essence and energy to become true. Everyone eats grain and five flavors, and eats Taihe Yin and Yang Qi alone. They suck in the hut to compensate themselves, and keep the body firm and receive the celebration; they are careful to hide in the square inch, and their spirits return to old age and strong. The palace of the lungs is like a canopy, and there is a boy sitting in the jade palace. The son of Qiyuan is responsible for regulating qi, and the nose is in the middle. The yellow cloud belt of plain clothes, breathing and breathing are unhappy. The white Yuan and six Qi are urgently stored. The gods and immortals have no harm in their clothes for a long time, and they are used without any damage. The breathing is empty and enters the dantian, and the clear water of the jade pond is filled with spiritual roots..."

That was their Taoist scripture from Huangting Mountain, but it was not the Taoist scripture they had read.

After the carving, the master looked back, patted the head teacher on the shoulder, and said, "Practice well."

Then he walked out of the ancestral hall. The head priest caught up with him and asked in panic: "Is the ancestor leaving?"

In the past, no matter which priest asked about the secret method of seeking immortality, the ancestor shook his head and said that he didn't understand, so why did he come to the ancestral hall to write these today?

At the first moment, he felt that it was not that the ancestor had figured it out, but that the ancestor's term had arrived. After the past invasion of immortals by immortals, everyone knows that immortals also have a limit, not that they live for immortality, but that their lifespan is much longer than mortals.

He was a little frightened. If Huangtingshan lost his ancestors to take charge, what should they do in the future?

"I have figured out a lot of things recently and want to go down the mountain."

The boy looked at the floating clouds in the sky with some regret.

"Then... Master, are you back?"

Including the head sect, many disciples and elders looked at the young man nervously.

The boy shook his head, "The worldly relationship has ended, and he may not come back."

After saying that, he turned over and climbed onto the back of the Baize Divine Beast that had arrived at some point. Everyone unconsciously dispersed the passage and watched the ancestor ride down the mountain on the Baize Divine Beast.

Everyone on Huangting Mountain watched the ancestor ride the Baize divine beast down the steps step by step, until the figure was so small that it was invisible.

"Look, what is that?"

Someone exclaimed.

I saw a purple air coming from the east, magnificently connected to the place where the ancestors were, like a ribbon hanging over the sky.

The figures of the ancestors and the others seemed to be walking very slowly, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, powerful monks from the whole world woke up one after another, and after leaving the seclusion, they looked at the distant horizon.

A purple air comes from the east, goes west, and crosses the world.

"Hongmeng...Purple Qi!"

An old monk said tremblingly, and they found that the spiritual energy in the world began to become rich.

In the 96756412th year of the Immortal Yuan calendar, the founder of Huangtingshan, a small island country in the eastern realm, rode down the mountain by the Baize divine beast and headed westward.

The purple air is vast and 300 billion miles!

Since then, no one has seen Master Huang Ting again.

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In the Jiuxiao Continent, the Divine Seal Sect, and in the stone chamber where Zhang Xuansheng was in seclusion, the three Dharma bodies that had been rotating around Zhang Xuansheng had undergone abnormal changes.

When Hongmeng Dao's body turned behind him, it disappeared inexplicably, and only the other two Dharma bodies remained rotating.

Zhang Xuansheng opened his eyes, his eyes full of vast ancient meaning, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air. He pinched his fingers slightly and shook his head secretly.

Two more epochs have passed, and the time in other lines is uncontrollable, which is also the most troublesome point.

He put away the other two Dharma bodies, pushed the door out, looked at the familiar environment of the Shenfeng Gate, and smiled knowingly.

He didn't need to find the true testimony of me. He recalled what Su Lin and the ancestor Hongtian said once, "The great way is returned to one, and he must participate in it, practice the great way again, and use the way to transcend it."

Real self?
Chapter completed!
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