The sea of ​​fire surging.

Su Muzhe held the real bone staff of the returnee in his hand and walked on the waves.

After thousands of years of enlightenment, his demeanor became more profound and pure.

As time goes by, the Taoist world clearly has the infinite ancient gods and true magic that has been tempered and evolved, and the various Taos are added, which should have made Su Muzha's breath more complicated.

But now, he only has the purest traces and aura of Tao on his body.

Three thousand ways have been forged in one furnace!

To a certain extent, the path Su Muzhai is now can also be seen in reverse.

Three Thousand Avenues melt one furnace!

Just like the vast ancient starry sea, what is shining is not a certain star, but the entire vast starry sea!

Holding a bone staff in his hand, Su Muzhe's mood became less pleasant.

In the ancient Buddhist world in the past, there was a saying: Buddha preached the Dharma with one sound, and sentient beings can understand it according to their own kind.

Nowadays, Su Muzhe also has similar insights.

The four words "Shen Xiao Tower" left the world" are his own enlightenment. However, when Luo Xian looked at it, he got the end of time. Today, Su Mu blocked his understanding and learned the fourth method of the Year Method - Ancient.

This is not the way before him, but behind him.

This is one of the pleasures.

The second is the bone staff in his hand, which is the magic weapon of the past. It does not have much help to Su Muzhe today, but for Su Muzhe, it is more like an indescribable feeling.

It is about the ancient world, about Su Muzhe's past, and about his identity as a prodigal son.

It seems like a wanderer floating around forever, but he accidentally smells the breath of his hometown.

Therefore, it is even more pleasant to be moved by.

With this feeling, Su Mu blocked the empty strolls and walked towards the depths of the fire soup Jedi.

This was an inexplicable impulse. At this time, he was eager to take a look at the treacherous depths of the Jedi again.

The tombs all over the mountains, the buried gods, the false gods in the twisted basin...

He wants to verify something.

...

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers passed by suddenly.

After a moment, Su Muzhe stood where he used to be.

Years have passed, perhaps because Su Muzhe has absorbed too much primordial energy here because of the turbulent Tao and Dharma here.

The originally mottled purple jade stele was so decaying.

Now when I look at it again, it is hard to see the handwriting on it clearly.

Eternal sad jade fossils.

Su Muzhe didn't know if he would have such a sad ending day.

With emotion, Su Muzhe walked forward.

With his footsteps, the five-colored altar in front of him shattered silently.

The tomb hole is open.

The dim golden corpse appeared in the world.

The immortal "Tao" condensed into a strange force, trying to invade Su Muzhe again, but was blocked by the qi of time and condensed into a gray ball visible to the naked eye.

This is a power that Su Muzha cannot erase and destroy.

The great way is supreme, and it is contaminated with the original divine power of Ziming Heaven, and is mixed with immortal aura.

This is a collection of several ultimate powers and immortality in the world, and even Su Muzhe can do nothing.

Of course, this book is not Su Muzhe's target.

Staring at the dark golden skeleton in front of him, Su Muzhe's hand stretched out from the cloak.

"Come on the wind!"

"Take the universe!"

"Ancient!"

"Into a dream!"

As he murmured softly, there was a shocking gray light flashing deep in Su Muzhai's eyes, reflecting the qi of time lingering on the dark golden corpse.

This is a bold attempt.

Su Muzhe wanted to explore the path that the Ge Zitian God King had taken in the past in this way, and the details of every change in the Tao and Dharma on him.

He wanted to see how a monk from the past stole the power of Zi Mingtian and how he evolved into what he is today...

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After a long time, Su Muzhe pulled back his hand and gently stroked the white wolf's cloak's clothes.

He seemed surprised.

The art of time is truly mysterious, allowing him to witness some of the truth of the past.

It was precisely because of what he saw and heard that Su Muzhe was puzzled.

At the beginning, this Zitian God took the normal path of the God.

He was a stunning genius who reached the limit of the world and the law. In order to extend his life and achieve immortality, he cut off part of his foundation and continued the path of gods. He first turned into a wild god, and then used the five-color earth altar to perform the bizarre forbidden Taoism, stealing the origin of Zi Mingtian, melting himself, and becoming the Zi Tian God Lord.

Not to mention all kinds of stealing methods.

From the perspective of future generations, this is a very orthodox path to becoming a god.

Whether it is the Hongtao Realm or the ancient Realm, many of the gods in the future were cultivators of the past. After they could not make any progress in their longevity, they continued their path of divine cultivation and entered the underworld, and became gods in the heavens.

Even when Su Muzhe was in the end, he worshipped the Xuanyue Demon Sect and the Nine Peaks Taoist Orthodox, and then there was a divine cultivation inheritance.

I have always seen this, and this is a very orthodox road.

Of course, for that era when the heavens had not yet appeared, this Zitian God took a confused path that was unprecedented.

It can even be said that this is the first orthodox gods in the entire Hongtao world.

Even if their divine power comes from the wrong way.

...

Su Muzhe stood quietly on the top of the mountain with his bone stick.

The doubt in his eyes became increasingly intense.

"How strange..."

Su Muzhe was very confused when he sighed softly.

The path of transformation of heaven and man is not advisable.

This is a conclusion that Su Muzhe could have drawn a long time ago.

Ancient gods have longevity, and the venerables have longevity, and the gods in one world also have longevity.

Since eternal age, only immortals have been immortal!

But even so, these ancient cultivators who have become gods in the heavens should not collapse so quickly, or even fall, and were hurriedly buried. Now even the inscription is mottled...

In terms of lifespan, they can even survive the ancient times and should even be active between heaven and earth, especially after the heavens came to the world, they can even steal the heavens and live in power, hold power, and inspect the heavens!

In confusion, Su Muzhe turned his gaze to the purple-gray ball.

That is the strange material left by the God King.

It was the source of his once touching some immortal power.

It is the origin of the divine power of the Zitian God Lord!

The years that were able to see the Zitian God King were in the past, and when Su Muzhe looked at the ball, he was no longer as complicated as before.

The strange power can even be partially straightened out and identified by Su Mu.

Of course, most of the matter has evolved into real bizarre and ominousness over the long years, and is hard to separate.

Looking at this, after a moment, Su Muzhehu's brows frowned.

"No! The immortal substance refined by the Zitian God in the past should not be so thin!"

The consequences have deviated.

Some immortal matter has disappeared, never attached to the bones, nor has it melted into strange matter.

But it is immortal, so it should exist.

"What happened back then? Let them fall from the right path?"
To be continued...