Eternal gate

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In the vast immortal world, screams occurred one after another.

What a chaotic world! There are plots of killing people and stealing goods everywhere.

And among those who were destroyed, many were mortals who ascended.

In the mortal world, they are all the pinnacle existences.

But in the fairy world, they are basically like ants.

With good luck, I arrived at a safe place, at least my life was not in danger.

Those who are unlucky are particularly miserable. There are always some shameless people who team up to hunt, especially those with special bloodlines. They are the most rare. It doesn't matter if they have different cultivation levels, as long as they have the origin of the bloodline.

Tragic things happen every day.

Mortals who enter the immortal world have seen the outer world and the cruel laws.

There is no regret medicine, this is the path they chose.

The sanctioner is a bystander, and he has long been used to it. He also came here in the same way back then. From the moment he entered the Immortal Sect, he was destined to survive in the cracks.

Where is this? When the God Realm is unsealed, there will be real chaos.

Compared with the two realms of immortality and mortals, those talents above really don't care about martial ethics.

He picked up the carving knife again and carved the people of the past.

He was also waiting, waiting for Zhao Yun to wake up, waiting for Zhao Yun to come to him.

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, his transformation can be said to be a long-lasting one. The evolution of his natal vision lasted for three to five months. If it hadn't been for the divine weapon to cover it up, who knows how many people would have gathered to watch.

There are many beneficiaries of his transformation.

The most pleasant thing is that the Divine Tree of Creation is nourished by eternal energy and blood every day. Its growth rate is much faster than the fusion speed of Zhao Yun and the Dao body. Look at the crystal clear branches and leaves, every one of them has... The power of life is wandering around, as if the looming power of creation is always feeding back to Zhao Yun.

In the eighth month, there was a sudden sound of thunder in the vast ocean far away from the Immortal Sect's unwillingness.

That was the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Immortal King of the Great Luo Saint.

Not thinking about Tianhu's thoroughness, he did not attract any unruly people.

However, on the same day that the Daluo Saint passed through the tribulation, the Taoist goddess Yanyu also arrived at the Immortal King Realm.

The Taoist immortal thief was cautious and sent his disciple into the black hole to survive the tribulation.

When he came out again, Yanyu was injured and covered in blood, and he had lost half of his life.

Black holes are not a good place. There are too many unknown and terrifying things.

Who wouldn't be angry if the calamity disturbed people's peace?

However, for the Taoist Immortal, this catastrophe was considered a blessing. After being trapped in the Immortal King Realm for many years, he broke through in one fell swoop and advanced to the level of Demigod.

There are many talents in Taoism, and they were once dream immortals of Taoism. It is not surprising that they took that half-step in a deep and quiet night. Moreover, they passed through the catastrophe in a dream.

Since this day, the fairy world has become more lively.

Troubled times are a craze for ascension and advancement.

Especially for the Taoist generation's pinnacle Immortal King, as agreed upon, the heavenly catastrophes come every once in a while, with earth-shaking rumblings that wake up many people in their dreams.

"This...is not a good sign."

Many older people looked up at the sky and saw nothingness.

The craze for advancement is not without reason. It must be related to the God Realm. The road to immortality has been opened. Will the unblocking of the God Realm be far away? When the elders arrived on scene, it would be another catastrophe if they could not protect everything. The records of this kind of history are always bloody.

On a quiet night, the old magic stick, who had been out for a year, flew into the Immortal Sect.

He brought back a gadget, to be precise, it was a little mist spirit.

That day, thanks to him arriving early, if he had been a step late, this little thing would have been stewed.

Wow...!

When she saw Dapeng and others, Xiao Wuling burst into tears.

I don't know whether he missed his family too much or was beaten too badly, but this guy cried in pain.

Since he entered the fairy world, he was either being hunted or being beaten on the way, making him want to return to the mortal world.

This is not the fairyland he imagined. He imagined the heaven beyond the sky, where he could bump into beauties wherever he went, and encounter good fortune wherever he went.

When they arrived, none of the beauties were seen. They deserved to be beaten, but they didn't miss a beat. Those gangsters who killed people and stole goods were even more shameless than the people in Qianqiu City.

"finally arrived at home."

Xiaowuling burst into tears and slept for more than half a month.

Outside, let alone sleeping peacefully, Sayazi would not even be in a hurry to escape.

"This is an excellent breed."

When the little mist spirit was sleeping, countless old guys were watching around him.

Because it is an excellent breed, it is the material that can be made. Even as soon as the front legs wake up, the hind legs are thrown into the magic box.

According to the elders of the Immortal Sect, mortals who have just ascended are a bit weak in cultivation and need to go to the Holy Land to cool down.

Time is not a problem, nor are cultivation resources. The Immortal Sect focuses on training.

In the third year, the Fat Immortal came back.

He also brought back an old man wearing a shroud.

Hmm...Old Shoyi, the night he was found, he was digging a grave.

"I haven't seen you for many years and I miss you very much."

The old Taoist Shouti said these words in a hoarse voice.

After it was done, Dapeng hung it on a tree for him, and Mei Qi said... When you go to the countryside, do as the Romans do.

His cultivation level is also pitifully weak, so he is indispensable for the three-day trip to the Magic Box.

In the fifth year, Fairy Qin came out of seclusion and stood outside the fairy pool where Zhao Yun was sleeping for a long time. Her clear eyes hid a touch of tenderness and a touch of ambiguity.

Dapeng and the others are present, there is no need to ask, this is Qing Yao's true identity.

There is no need to ask, Qingyao has been taken back, her look says it all.

In the eighth year, a ragged old man opened the gate of Xianzong.

That was the ancestor of the Bai family in the mortal world, the grandfather of the little money fan. He traveled all the way across mountains and rivers, and finally found the Daluo Immortal Sect, and finally saw his long-awaited little granddaughter.

In the eleventh year, Zhao Yun's body changed dramatically, which lasted for three months.

In the fourth month, the transformation came to an end, but his cultivation level dropped by one level.

"Why go back down?" Dapeng and others were all scratching their heads.

The elders are still far-sighted, and lowering their cultivation level is not a bad thing. At least in Bu Niantian's view, this is a good sign. As the saying goes, Zhao Yun is gathering his knowledge in his deep sleep.

Sure enough, in the thirteenth year, Zhao Yun returned to his realm.

The subsequent vision evolved in Xutian for three years.

Time came to the seventeenth year, and his black hair turned into blond hair. It was a desperate state that lasted all day long, and there was still the eternal light of heaven, and an endless twilight.

In the eighteenth year, he opened his eyes.

However, he only opened his eyes and did not wake up.

Bu Nian Tian had peeked for a long time and could see the endless evolution of Tao in his eyes.

Looking at its origin, it is turbulent and rolling, and its integration with the Tao body has reached the final step.

"After sleeping for eighteen years, it's time to wake up."

Dapeng put his hands in his hands and kept mumbling.

The troublemakers and the others were also yawning.

This guy has been sleeping for eighteen years, and they have also been banned for eighteen years. Even though their cultivation has improved quite a bit in the past eighteen years, they are still not allowed to go out. This is the death order of Bu Nian Tian.

"Soon."

Bu Niantian took a deep breath, and he would wake up soon.

The transformation and nirvana of the eternal body will be a heaven-defying great creation.