The sound of the fingers resounded all over the world.

The Buddha preached the Dharma in one voice, and sentient beings learned from each other according to their own kind.

The sound of the fingers fell into the ears of the ancient practitioners, and the sound of the tripod was shaken above the heart of Tao and within the realm of merit.

It was the sound of spring thunder blooming.

That was the sound of the earth dragon turning over.

That was the sound of the pouring rain.

Everyone has their own way, but at this moment, everyone seemed to hear different voices that were extremely consistent with their own way, Dharma, and practice.

In just one breath, someone has a dead tree that is in spring, and when he is about to die, he senses the shock of the bottleneck and has the possibility of climbing to a higher level.

The hearts of human beings are harmonious, and the sound of the tripod is like thunder. It stirs up dreams and bubbles in the realm of merit. A thought evolves forever. The monks have survived the disaster and swept away the dust that has fallen on the hearts of Tao in the past.

The human Taoist law transcends, and a cauldron sound evolves into thousands of words on his spiritual platform. Every word is stacked, as if it is natural creation, moving with the heart. Based on the Taoist law of the past, the book will be the supreme scriptures. In an instant, it will break free from the barriers of the past and walk alone!

Even... such changes not only happen in Lingyu Square!

The sound of the tripod was turbulent, and even triggered the powerful old monster on the high platform!

The aura of Taoism as majestic as abyss rose up, and it actually chased the Taoist rhyme of the sound of the tripod, evolving inexplicable fortune.

Many old monsters looked in surprise. It was a powerful cultivator in the Northern Region. In just a few breaths, the old Taoist Hua had black hair, and his qi and blood flowed like spring and autumn. At this moment, he had just entered the Great Power Realm and entered the middle stage of the Great Power Realm. Even if he was only half a step away from the late stage of the Great Power Realm.

In the center of the high platform, Luo Zun pointed out that there was a hazy Taoist method to cover up all the turbulence of the promotion of powerful cultivation. Otherwise, under the guidance of all the Taos, many monks on Lingyu Square might have to break the power.

This is not beautiful.

In the midst of lightning, even Luo Zun's movements were a little hasty and embarrassed, but at this time, no one cared about these details anymore.

The old monsters looked like lightning, and they all looked at Luo Zun's side, on the thin old monster holding a cauldron and smiling.

Taiyuanzi.

This name is destined to imprint the hearts of all the powerful people here with such a shocking image!

The five domains of Taoism are discussed, and the powerful can expound the mystery.

It is said that it is the creation of all cultivators, but in fact, this kind of creation only exists in the realm of great power.

Even there is a little lack of the old monster in the cave realm.

After all, monks who can walk through the realm of Taoist causes and fruits, and reach the last few steps of the road to immortality have all achieved their own cause and effect. The concept of immortality and the flow of Taoism are almost certain. Even stones from other mountains can rarely be carved with their own beautiful jade.

If you write a little, it can be considered a great fortune and can save the eternal hard work.

But today, someone is turbulent in the sound of the Ding Yin, giving him good fortune!

For example, the scattered cultivators in the Northern Region used to be the last seat of the Great Power. Once they enter the country today, they can hit the water in the Great Power realm!

Not to mention the difference between the clouds and the mud, but it also seems to be different.

And this is just a tripod sound. Today, the mysterious old monster Taiyuanzi wants to give to the cultivators, but there are three thousand finger-blinking sounds!

Among them, is there a tripod sound that can create itself?

There is no reason why others can do things that they can’t do with their own talents!

As soon as he thought of this, he was a powerful old monster. His heart was full of passion. His eyes looked at Su Muzha even more passionate!

On the platform, Su Muzhe seemed to have never seen anything. His turbid eyes became deeper and deeper, just sitting there quietly, waiting for the sound of the tripod to echo between the heaven and earth, gradually disappearing, and when it was about to completely dissipate.

Su Muzhe leaned his fingers again and gently tapped on the Avenue furnace.

clang--!

For a moment, between heaven and earth, all things lost their color and sentient beings lost their speech!

It seems that only the sound of the tripod is eternal, never stopping, connecting one by one, explaining the supreme wonderful method, which drives golden lotus from the sky, and the spiritual springs from the earth, condenses boundless creation into sweet rain and sprinkles it on the earth!

The sound of the tripod is endless.

The Yungua Master has entered the peak of the true realm of the cave!

There is a wood demon who understands the rhyme of the blue sky for thousands of years, and it is a perfect way to understand the sky and the sun!

A Buddhist son nodded his head and picked up a flower and smiled with great wisdom!

...

The sword light shines, and the stars shine together!

There is a hideous sword light, and the roaring wind in the sky!

...

Not only that, there are even more colorful exchanges on the high platform.

There is a turbulent flame, and the sound of the phoenix sounds inside, which prompts the beautiful women of the turtle clan to reach the peak of the demon saint!

There is a terrifying thought of killing, and the sound of the sword resonates with each other, the cold old Taoist holds the sword and eyebrows, observes the tide and kills people while sitting on the sword!

There is an old monster with a crane hair, like drinking nectar, and a childish face is red. Within a few breaths, three flowers and five qi are gathered to enter the fairyland!

...

In the middle of the high platform, Luo Zun smiled bitterly.

This grand scene was obviously far beyond his expectations.

But now that things have come to this point, even Luo Zun dared not stop Su Muzhe.

This is the opportunity for the creation of all the cultivators of the five realms, and even Luo Zun dares not get involved in it.

In silence, Luo Zun had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, flipped his hand and took out a twelve ghost and god flags, rusted the "Supreme Du Tianyun Ban Treasure Seal", gathered the formation of the twelve capital gods and evil spirits, combined with the power of ghosts and gods, and covered the platform, trying his best to cover up the magnificent shock brought by the powerful enlightenment.

...

On the Dharma Platform, Su Mu blocked the cauldron and watched the hundreds of appearances of sentient beings.

For others, this is an unpredictable fate, but for Su Muzhe, everything is already expected.

This great road melting furnace once occupied the origin of the great road that was once entrenched in the Taoist world for eternity.

I have refined thousands of ways in the furnace and refined three thousand eternal true magic methods!

This is the true supreme fortune for Su Muzhe.

Today's three thousand finger-banging sounds are mysterious, but in fact they are just using sounds to express the Tao, separating the mist of the years, and giving some aftertaste of the past to the cultivation.

At this time, the more the powerful old monsters were happy, and Su Muzhe felt more and more depressed.

Sure enough, the path I took will never be able to find a fellow practitioner!

The so-called way of walking alone is nothing more than this.

Even though the ancient times are prosperous, the genius is like clouds and the monsters are everywhere, they are just a few notes in the blink of an eye.

In a trance, deep in Su Mubi's turbid eyes, there seemed to be an old Taoist figure flashing away.

"well……"

The long sigh interrupted the echoing afterglow of the sound of the tripod.

Only the last three blinks of fingers remained in Su Muzhe's hand.

The cultivators were silent and looked at Su Muzha.

clang--!

Zuo Si's robe surged, and he was the same as his three generations, and was all wrapped in the wind. This is the wind of time!

clang--!

The owner of Shengxiao Tower has a light at the center of his eyebrows, and the spiritual platform triggers pure white Qingyun. The inside rolls inside, and there seems to be a world of birth and death!

clang--!

Luo Zun's expression was solemn, with three flowers on his head and five Qi around his body, savoring the artistic conception of reincarnation in the sound of the tripod!

...

For a moment, everything was silent.

The sky and the earth share this scene!

Until a long time later, Luo Zun opened his eyes in regret.

On the high platform, the beautiful woman from the Hokkien tribe seemed to sigh without saying a word.
Chapter completed!