(80 years ago, a group of soldiers fired gunshots against aggression. The Chinese nation entered eight years of bloody battles. Countless martyrs continued to survive for the nation, and the Chinese nation reestablished the world.)

Mo Xian was also secretly surprised. His whole body was shocked. Although he was not injured, this was his first time. In the battle with Yang Jian, he was not like this. His physical refining skills were amazing.

Needless to say, Mo Xian was shocked, even more shocked was the King of Equality. He exhaled a symbolic breath. This place was in the emptiness and loneliness, and there was no air, but their words were not affected.

"It turns out to be another new path. My curiosity is satisfied. Goodbye!" King Equality was not dragging on it. With his eyesight, of course he could see a structure that the particles that constitute the body were in a degenerate state. Although he could not do it, based on this idea, his body refining technique went further.

Mo Xian watched King Ping Eliminate disappear, and he took a step forward, out of the lonely place outside, and determined the direction, and his figure disappeared again. When he appeared again, he had arrived at Meng Yingqiu. Today's Meng Yingqiu was different from a thousand years ago. The collapsed peaks were erected again, but the peaks were different. It was obvious that the people who reshaped them had their own ideas.

Mo Xian came back, and the news alarmed the ancestor. The ancestor came to greet him in person. When Mo Xian saw the ancestor, he hurriedly bowed. The ancestor laughed and helped him up: "It's good to come back. This time, you have completely eliminated the root cause. How did you do it?"

Mo Xian smiled and said, "I used the method of plague, but He sucked me into the void and was in His body. Unexpectedly, it made me convenient. I scattered the plague into His body and defeated Him in this way. It was ironic that it was so powerful, but it was trapped in the hands of a tiny creature that could not be seen by the naked eye."

"All things are mutually reborn and restrained, and no one in this world is special." The ancestor laughed, "The Heavenly Court praised you very much, and the reward has been sent to your cave."

Others also came forward to congratulate him. His master Qianxuzi was already a Taiyi Jinxian, and he was also among them. Mo Xian had paid homage to the ancestor. He then greeted the master and then returned the gifts one by one. Mo Xian was truly accepted by Meng Yingqiu.

Mo Xian returned to Qiling Peak, Shuying came up to see the greetings, and Mo Xian smiled: "You don't have to be too polite, now you can call you a fellow Taoist."

"Thank you for your cultivation, I will never forget this kindness."

"You are already an elder, what should you do?"

"Master, are you driving me away?"

"It's not that you drive you away, but that Meng Yingqiu's precedent is here. To achieve elders, you must have your own cave."

"Can I still follow the master's instructions?"

"This is your mother's home, and you are welcome at any time." Mo Xian smiled. Shuying finally had her own cave and chose a mountain Xiu Everest, which was adjacent to Mo Xian. In the breeze, the Divine Court has now been destroyed and has become the territory of the Immortal Realm. The Taoist Sect launched an expedition. This expedition was not with Buddhism and Heaven, but outside the emptiness, a world of gods, Shi Sheng also set out with the army. He reincarnated and rebuilt, and had arrived at the earth immortal, and Lu Ru and Lu Yi's wishes also set out, and Mo Xian did not leave.

Mo Xian has gained a lot of benefits over the past thousand years and has a solid foundation. For this expedition, his holy consciousness can sense that the holy consciousness has transcended matter and spirit, and there is no longer a limitation of distance and time. When Mo Xian is in seclusion this time, he does not care where he is in seclusion, no longer needs spiritual energy, no strange appearances, and even the spiritual energy flow generated by his own five million universes overflows, feeding back to the universe that gave birth to him and raised him.

His retreat was very short, only for a short period of more than a hundred years. He consolidated his realm. During this hundred years, he began to look down on the world and look down on the whole world. In his sense, the world was stacked layer by layer, with 129,600 worlds in a group, and 129,600 groups formed a larger world, and there were 129,600 numbers on it. The world was almost endless, and the smallest space contained the largest universe, forming a closed loop. The world looked so perfect. Mo Xian knew that this world was a vulnerable and incomplete universe, and the true perfect universe did not exist at all.

The world is changing, gradually getting rid of its concrete image and becoming a talisman Taoist text. It seems that countless strings are playing a magnificent music. Mo Xian thought of it. He really heard the perfect music, so grand that the music in the world can only be regarded as a clumsy imitation. This is the sound of the great way of the universe, which is manifested in Mo Xian's ears. This kind of music can no longer be heard by listening to this word, but is fully felt from the soul to the body. Every cell, every atom, and even the string of the end of the universe is a product of the manifestation. Everything feels this sound of the great way and resonates with it.

Mo Xian felt that he was gradually declining, which was another manifestation. Attaining the Tao is not high above, but the Tao is in the world. Everything, Mo Xian and the Dharma body are combined together, and a true long river of time and space emerges again. The spiritual light is brilliant, and the stars gather into a surging trend. Not only does it have the spiritual light of sentient beings, but also all the spiritual lights. Although the past and future, and even the present are uncertain, sentient beings only see what they want to see, but they are only ups and downs in the general trend.

But Mo Xian turned into the river, and every bit of spiritual light was telling a story. In a moment, it seemed to be eternal. Mo Xian was like a god of money. He knew everything about the past, present and future branches at a glance. He was eternal, and he was also Mo Xian, with grudges, love and hatred, and many feelings intertwined, but he was already lost at that time. All kinds of emotions were experienced in person, addicted to it, but he was transcended. There was nothing in his heart, so where did he get dust?

Mo Xian seemed to have more than billions of clones, but he remained unified. This was a strange feeling. He stood quietly on the river surface, surrounded by endless streams, and there was a vast stream of soup. He smiled, turned his head and took a step forward. He just now was still vast, but turned back to the shore. He was already on the shore, and the river of time and space that appeared was gone without a trace. The world was filled with joy. The world was in the world, and the world was in the world and the world was in the eyes of the world. Another person approached the world.

My gaze turned to Meng Yingqiu and sighed faintly, afraid that he would be sad to escape from the level of transcendence. He walked on another path, and it is very likely that the Tao will transform, and the Tao will transform into heaven and earth, and from then on, he will never be able to become a person in reincarnation.

Lingbao Tianzun frowned. Mo Xian’s main practice was Huangting Avenue, which was passed down by him. But later, he surpassed it. His path was settled, which was a pity.

Nuwa's eyes lit up. He actually walked out of a new way of creation, different from her way of creation, but she had to go through the level of Taoization. What is the mystery of Taoization?

For those who are transcendent, Taoism is to transform all things, just like Pangu opening the world, Pangu is the world!
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