Longevity begins with Orion

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"The empty spirit is not ignorant. With all the principles, everything comes out. There is no reason outside the heart, and there is nothing outside the heart."

"The absence of good and evil is the body of the heart; the presence of good and evil is the movement of the mind; knowing good and evil is conscience; doing good and eliminating evil is the pursuit of things."

"The body is ink, but the mind is bright. Unite knowledge and action, and then you will have no regrets."

The sound of Lang Lang's book is uniform and full of vitality in the early morning.

This is the Wan Zong Academy in the imperial capital of Zhongjing.

The palaces in the academy are lined up row upon row, full of order, and the small rooms in each palace are like honeycombs.

Many children hold the manual in their hands and read Mr. Ye Huang's "Mo Xue Xin Pian" seriously, eager to reach the state of "planting jade in the heart" as soon as possible.

It was the twelfth lunar month, but this twelfth lunar month seemed particularly warm. The sun was shining brightly, the wind was warm, and the children's faces were also dyed with the bright golden light of the sky.

The boys and girls walking on the Divine Bird Avenue in the center of the imperial capital of Zhongjing are all handsome and handsome.

The young man is handsome and the young girl is not shy. They pass each other from time to time, but they look at each other boldly.

The bustling city is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Thousands of boats crossing the river, for business, entertainment and water transport, interweave into the beautiful scenery of Tianhe, the imperial capital.

Of course, there is also a lot of excitement in East and West Erfang.

Goods from the north and south gathered here, and suddenly the sound of children's laughter came from somewhere.

"Look at the barbarians, look at the barbarians! Barbarians from the West!"

"They have red eyes."

"They don't eat people, do they?"

Waves of sound waved away.

That was a caravan from the west. The barbarians once stepped through Jianshan Pass and brought some mountain goods that no one in the imperial capital had ever seen before. Many powerful people have heard some legends about the West Pole, and they also have a vague idea of ​​the mystery of that land. They will naturally take out a meager amount of money from their pockets to buy some mountain products.

A new era has arrived, and even the air is fresh.

But the fire and water of the barbarians have disappeared.

However, this has no impact on ordinary people, even ordinary warriors.

They had never heard of the existence of "water and fire" at all. Even if they had heard of it, some storyteller at that time deliberately made it up in order to gain popularity.

As for the Emperor Ying'an, he may have known the impact of the great changes in the world, so he did something cruel and forward-looking in advance.

Before the great change of heaven and earth came, and when he still had powerful men in his hands, he deceived the last batch of barbarians born in the fire to the imperial capital, and then when the last ninth-grade meat field in the imperial capital disappeared, he The few barbarians and even children were all poisoned.

Are those barbarians guilty?

No.

However, they have the remaining fire of the apocalypse in their bodies.

And this is their "original sin".

They are born to be "the bane".

Ying An is very decisive and cold.

But his determination and ruthlessness made the barbarian who came to the imperial capital at this time only strong, but no longer had the "born sixth grade" characteristics like in the past.

Ying An is not a tyrant, but in this era of alternation between old and new, there are too many people who need to be killed.

So, naturally he killed many, many people.

If you kill too many people, you will naturally kill someone by mistake.

However, those who were killed without mistake have become the cornerstone of peace here.

But to Ying An, those people seemed to have turned into resentful spirits, resentful spirits that were cursing him all the time.

Coupled with the troubles of government affairs, Ying An suddenly contracted the cold.

When his head was spinning and his limbs were exhausted, he hurriedly sent someone to ask about the location of the "God's Tomb", but he got a rumor that "the God's Tomb had disappeared."

The emperor was startled, and he wanted to send people to track down his mother. After all, the mother's team was led by the sacred crow, so they could definitely enter the tomb of the god. As long as they found that team, they could find the tomb of the god.

If you find the tomb of the god, you can survive.

The emperor is a mortal, but he is also the emperor, so he will naturally have the idea of ​​immortality. However, now that he knew that the tomb of the gods was there, he wasn't that worried.

But now, the tomb of God has disappeared?

He frantically sent people to investigate the whereabouts of that team, but that team had long since disappeared, as if it had disappeared from the world.

He desperately searched for the aunt again.

The aunt was very nice and easy-going. She chatted with him from time to time and even listened to him talk about his troubles.

And he was interesting enough. Not only did he support the "Yan Jun Temple", but he also allowed the "Sacred Crow" to continue to become a belief in many places. At the same time, he also named the main road in the imperial capital "Sacred Bird Avenue".

His selfish motive is that "his aunt can take him into the tomb of the gods."

In fact, his aunt may have promised him that she would welcome him to the tomb of the gods when he was not healthy anymore.

The Emperor felt that now was the time.

But soon, he discovered that his aunt had disappeared and could not be found no matter how hard he looked, just like the message that "the tomb of the god is missing" came from his servants.

But why did the tomb of God disappear?

Didn’t you worship well for many years?

Aren’t there still people going back and forth?

Aren’t there a lot of pastry chefs assigned?

Ying An became more frightened and angry, the wind and cold got worse, and he was exhausted mentally and physically. He was coughing violently, and his heart was burning. A mouthful of blood mist spurted forward, and the luxuriously stained window leaves bloomed with red plum blossoms.

With stars in his eyes and ringing in his ears, he lay on the edge of the deep palace window, dying.

In the haze, the emperor could vaguely see the clear sky shining outside the window, and everything was wrapped in cold, golden clothes.

He coughed again, as if he was about to cough up all his internal organs, and then he raised his head with all his strength, only to see thousands of clouds in the sky rolling like the sea, and one of the floating clouds was like a lone sail going away.

The sail went further and further away, disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

The emperor's eyesight went dark, and after a while, the palace maid's scream came from the distance: "Imperial doctor, please send me the imperial doctor."

In a distant and unknown land, a dark crow flapped its wings and squatted in front of a maze-like cemetery.

The ice and snow in the West Pole melted, washing away the "immortal cemetery" filled with dead bodies outside. They fell into the long river and disappeared without a trace.

In front of the tomb, there are no longer the long sloping blue pillars like a giant's garden, but instead there are lush woods.

As for the terrain, it is actually extremely high.

When the ice and snow melted away, the true location of the tomb of the god was revealed.

This is a majestic mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist.

If you look around here, you will see that the flat land that you once could reach has turned into mountains, stretching as far as the eye can see, like a vast sea of ​​stars.

Even in the depth of winter in the twelfth lunar month, the climate here is actually quite pleasant.

The surrounding trees were swaying, and the branches were swaying in the wind. I could vaguely hear the sound of bees flapping their wings, and I could also hear a small beast like a wild goat running around in the forest, jumping for joy, and sometimes Running around, sometimes stopping in front of the gurgling mountain stream and sipping water, I feel so uncomfortable.

This is truly an out-of-this-world scenery.

But at the top of the mountain, the cemetery that had turned into a world was incompatible with all this.

The tomb of the gods has remained unchanged since ancient times and remains unchanged today.

But a few months ago, a woman's painful scream was heard from the exit of the cemetery.

That's Xiaolu.

At that time, it was some time after Xiaolu welcomed back the second team.

She walked to the door and took a look at the new environment outside the tomb, wanting to take a breath of fresh air before the end of the world came.

However, as soon as she left the confines of the tomb of the gods, an accident happened.

An extremely terrifying cold air came from all directions, and evil spirits from ancient and unknown eras rushed in violently, trying to take over her body.

This evil spirit is the evil ghost that was previously sealed in the Buddhist Lock Demon Tower by Baoguang Xumi.

At that time, Li Yuan thought that the evil spirit had not appeared, but in fact, the evil spirit had quietly entered Xiao Yan's body.

No one knows what kind of existence this evil ghost is and what its origin is.

But what Li Pingan saw along the way was what kind of person Baoguang Xumi was.

It was a person who used his strength to open up three thousand realms. It was a terrifying existence that even though he was involved in the ancient palace and died in reincarnation, he still set up two murderous situations.

And what kind of existence can allow Baoguang Sumeru to intercept the material on the ancient palace and carve it into a Buddha statue to suppress it?

And why did Baoguang Xumi hide the map to enter the ancient palace in this demon-suppressing tower?

Is this really the treasure hidden by Sumeru?

Or, in fact, in a certain dynasty and a certain generation, a certain monk was bewitched by evil spirits and became a demon monk and secretly sent the map into the ancient temple, so that future generations who want to get the Baoguang Xumi map must open the demon-suppressing device. tower?

No one knows the truth.

Everything that happened back then has long been buried.

Even the layout has passed its "sell-by date" and has become stinky.

No one knows the story of that year anymore, and no one understands the terrible catastrophe this evil ghost once caused.

but

Such a horrific catastrophe from tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago was directly integrated into Xiao Yan's body.

This is also the reason why Xiao Yan obviously has so many resources of Sky Fire Spiritual Stone, but he can't break through the third and fifth realms.

This was also the reason why she later used twenty-six second-level clones and two fourth-level clones of Grandma Tree to push one clone of Grandma Tree, but still failed.

There was already too much yin in her soul.

How can a little Yang Qi be able to contain the mighty river?

The quiet woman with long black hair was tearing her hair in pain as she struggled with the mysterious evil spirit.

But obviously, she couldn't compete.

But here is the tomb of a god, a tomb of a god that can annihilate everything.

During the struggle, Xiao Lu accidentally rolled and rolled back into the area of ​​the God's Tomb.

Xiao Lin, who was already completely defeated, suddenly made a comeback in an instant.

The aura that suppressed all power came over again, and Xiao Lu lay dying on the ground.

She had been lying unconscious for a long time.

The crows looked at the main body and quacked anxiously, their voices echoing in the empty tomb of the god.

Those strong men from Daxia have fallen into deep sleep again, making this place seem even more quiet.

slowly.

slowly.

Xiao Yan's body still began to undergo some mysterious changes.

The ancient evil spirit began to be forced into her body.

Xiao Yan's originally long, straight black hair became disheveled, and her originally white teeth slowly grew sharp, like the teeth of a tiger, while her spine slowly continued to extend downwards, and as time went by, it turned into a flawless shape. Like a leopard's tail.

Suddenly, the beautiful and quiet woman turned into a monster.

It still looks like a human, but has a leopard tail, tiger teeth, and shaggy hair.

at this time.

The ancient palace that had fallen far away was still like a boat in a violent storm, tightly clinging to those connections that seemed like spider threads, and clinging tremblingly to the boundary of the Samsara Soul Furnace.

Naturally, this kind of connection cannot be maintained by one person.

In fact, at this moment, no matter the leader of Taixuan Sect, who was once the strongest person in the East China Sea Immortal Domain, or those third-level monks, or the "Star King" Ying Xiang who once performed well in Zhongjing, are all dead.

Because they were too close to the Soul Reincarnation Furnace, their souls were directly absorbed into it. However, it did not directly enter the powerful soul furnace, but drifted to an unknown distance.

It is a place where many souls line up.

What's interesting is that many of these souls are still wrapped in the yin and yang qi; even those without yin and yang qi still retain some of the power they had when they were alive.

However, the soul itself seemed to have lost consciousness and could only move forward blankly.

In the past, this queue would never have appeared, but now that the soul furnace is blocked and the world has changed, anything is possible.

Li Ping'an didn't know such a scene.

At this moment, he had almost lost all consciousness, and there was only one belief left in his mind: clone, clone, clone again! !

On the other side, the strong soul from the world of reincarnation has only one instinct left: get out, get out, escape! !

The joint efforts of both parties barely maintained the situation at this time.

However, this situation is undergoing an unknown change.

It was as if there was suddenly a strong smell of blood in the deep sea.

At first, only some sharks were attracted.

But as time passed, and with Li Ping'an's insistence that had become instinctive, more and more clones appeared, and more and more "sharks" swam over.

Li Ping'an has become a "flood outlet".

Outside the mouth, there are those "strong patchwork people" who were torn to pieces, reassembled, and now are frantically trying to return to the world.

Each of Li Ping'an's clones turned into a deformed, weird ball of flesh.

Each clone's eyeballs are filled with all kinds of "Gululu" eyeballs.

Under every inch of skin, taller and taller strings are growing, like sesame flowers, meat gourds, and piles of tumors.

If Li Yuan were here, he would see that the values ​​​​of each of his son's clones began to soar bizarrely, reaching millions, or even tens of millions.

Li Pingan became a bridge.

What really maintains this bridge are the "strong fragments" that have not even been completely crushed by the soul furnace. Baoguang Xumi is just one of these strong people.

Li Ping'an couldn't stop anymore and didn't know what to stop.

Because even if these powerful men are just a mixture of fragments, they have already obtained Li Pingan's body, and they have also made Li Pingan start to run crazily, and began to frantically maintain the state of "constant clones".

There is no doubt that this body is countless times more useful than the Ghost Sect King or the Black Sheep King.

In this world where no one can hear, the assembled strong men let out unspeakable screams of pain, including old people, children, men and women.

These many sounds erupted in Li Ping'an's body.

The threads of Li Ping'an's clones kept breaking, but more kept happening.

Finally, a strong man finally broke out of the world of reincarnation and came to the ancient palace. He ran "excitedly", but there were only blood demons in the ancient palace.

The Blood Demon heard the movement and stepped forward to intercept it.

The strong man squeezed into Li Ping's divided body found new flesh and blood, and spread out again, trying to squeeze into the blood demon's body, but the blood demon was already dead, and it was just lingering because of some kind of power.

The dead cannot bear their souls.

Those fragmented warriors squeezed into Li Ping'an's clone again and began to devour the blood demon.

Da da da!

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom boom boom!

In the ancient palace, there were such mixed sounds everywhere.

Each of Li Ping'an's clones turned into indescribable strange objects, like countless corpses pieced together. This is "a combination of chaos and confusion."

These strange creatures wandered around the ancient palace, running around and bumping into each other, trying to find an exit and return to the human world.

They don't know why they want to return to the human world, but this thought has become the only obsession in the chaos.

They dash left and right, running around.

They rushed through a tall giant door and saw the dead bodies not far behind the door. These were the previous Ancestor Xie, Ancestor Chifeng and the monks they led.

They devoured the monks and kept running.

I don’t know where they went or how long they ran.

But in the process, one of the monsters accidentally came to a place where it could no longer move forward.

It was a corridor filled with soft, pure light.

In the corridor, it still seems to be like the ancient palace, but unlike the dilapidation of the ancient palace, everything there is so beautiful.

The deformed, ugly and indescribable "Chaotic Li Ping'an clone" couldn't help but lie down in front of the corridor, with his hands spread wide, and many faces pressed against the transparent wall of the corridor, looking into the corridor.

That is the most beautiful light in the world, a light full of hope, a light where everything has just begun.

At the end of the light, there can be faintly heard the cries of many babies, the laughter of mothers, and the voices of family members.

Those voices intertwined to form a hope called "birth".

This is the reincarnation path that is not blocked and is running normally!

The monster rushed hard towards the corridor and crashed into it, but the invisible barrier full of power blocked its collision.

Its body was hidden in the bloody and desperate darkness, but it looked at the pure and soft light.

It is full of expectations but cannot pass.

It hit angrily, and then exploded like a bubble after hitting it. Just like the many evil spirits Li Yuan encountered in the East China Sea Fairyland before, they all looked powerful, but exploded as soon as they were touched.

A mixture of sharp screams filled the air.

These dead patchwork experts seemed to have seen hope and were stimulated, rushing towards the "bridge of flesh and blood" more and more crazily.

Li Pingan's body became a bridge of flesh and blood.

The souls of countless strong men have become the piers of the bridge of flesh and blood.

One side of the bridge is the realm of reincarnation, and the other side is the road to reincarnation that is doomed to have no way out.

Li Ping'an's soul truly became a boat in the storm.

Beside you, thousands of demons are passing by like boats.

But the soul seems to have returned to the appearance of a young man.

Li Pingan was hit hard by these huge forces and fell heavily, almost to the point of collapse.

However, these thousands of demon gods seem to know that "Li Pingan's soul" is the core of activating "Li Pingan's clone talent". Therefore, these demons instinctively refused to let him die.

Therefore, after lying down for an unknown period of time, Li Ping'an's soul continued to get up in a daze, sitting on the bridge of flesh and blood with a "blue nose and swollen eyes".

The birth of the "Bridge of Flesh" has enabled those "strong patchwork people" who are like headless flies to find a "way out".

Even if this way out is actually a dead end.

But with the chaotic brain of "putting together the strong", it is impossible to realize this.

They only know that as long as they cross that bridge, they can have a body.

As a result, the "patchwork experts" who were originally bumping around in the world of reincarnation condensed into a stream.

Perhaps it is driven by this powerful current, or perhaps the world is getting worse and worse, and the soul furnace has more and more problems.

Slowly, at a certain exit of the soul furnace, which was wrapped in the brilliance of Taiyin, an almost complete soul was suddenly thrown out.

The yin and yang wrapped in the soul was not so lucky, and was completely melted the moment it entered the furnace.

Yin and Yang return to heaven and earth.

Just like a seed taking root, sprouting, and blooming, the flower falls back to the earth and turns into spring mud to protect the flower.

All things are created to nourish people; people also repay heaven.

When the weather is smooth and spiritual energy is abundant, people will certainly benefit; but if everyone is like a dragon, won't the world be stronger?

It's mutual.

The almost complete soul was thrown out of the soul furnace, fell to the exit, and then slowly entered the reincarnation path filled with light.

Outside the road, there was a chaotic monster lying on its back, howling, listening to the cries of a baby falling to the ground in the distance, and the joyful laughter of parents and relatives, and then exploded, turning into a desperate roaring evil spirit.

It goes round and round, without beginning or end.

Li Ping'an's tiny soul sat on the "Bridge of Flesh and Flesh", his eyes bright, looking up, but he didn't know where he was looking, and he didn't know how much time had passed in the world.

Wow!

Wow! !

The townspeople of Muhai Town looked into the distance from the high ground, and could hear the frightening sound of the flood even from a long distance away.

"Flooded, flooded again!!"

Some young townspeople covered their faces and cried.

Someone next to me said: "Why are you crying? You look like a woman!"

The young town citizen cried and said: "Many horses are gone again. The government still collects horse herding tax."

In the distance, some men and women who looked extremely extraordinary stood on a hilltop and were also watching this scene.

Among these men and women, the men are strong, the women are delicate, but the one in the middle is an old woman.

Obviously, everyone respected the old woman.

The old woman was holding a cane with both hands, her dry mouth pursed, and her eyes looking into the distance.

She has a majestic aura, but the lack of energy in her eyes reveals that she is actually not far away from her "deadline".

Birth, old age, illness and death are all human nature.

The humble one and the noble one are all the same.

The old woman is also dying.

But she seemed to be still waiting for someone.

“Mom, we really have to move this year, and my uncle and the others have already left for the north in advance.

The Northland is rich in pasture, has no floods, and is difficult for the government to control. This is where we can show our talents.

My uncle has already established a good relationship with the nomadic tribes in the north, and they welcome us there.

But here, government taxes are increasing, and the environment is getting worse and worse. It is no longer suitable for our Huyan family to herd horses. "A calm man spoke out and spoke to the old woman.

The old woman remained silent.

The calm man winked at a pretty girl next to him.

The girl rolled her eyes, squatted in front of the old woman's knees, and said, "Grandma, you don't know that when my uncle showed the wolves tamed by our Huyan family to the nomadic tribes, they were all dumbfounded.

By the way, those tribes are still engaged in some "golden account" activities recently.

Although under the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they dare not call the king, this 'golden tent' is different from other tents, it is the 'king tent'.

When the tribal leaders saw that we could tame wolves, they all said that no matter who lived in the golden tent, they would definitely give our Huyan family a golden tent to show their nobility. "

The old woman was still speechless.

The girl said coquettishly: "Grandma, let's just go."

The old woman looked at the girl, gently stroked her long hair, and said, "Grandma is still waiting for someone."

The girl said: "Grandma, that man will definitely not come. You have been waiting for him since you came to Muhai Town, right? After so many years, who will not die?"

The old woman didn't answer, she just closed her eyes, feeling the condition of her body, and said for a long time: "Hu Yanbao."

The calm man said hurriedly: "Mother, my son is here."

The old woman waved her hand, telling everyone around her to move away, even her granddaughter.

The calm man named Hu Yanbao became more solemn.

Stay until he and the old woman are the only ones around.

The old woman approached him and said seriously: "You can go to the north, but you must leave someone to guard the old house, wait for that person to come back, and then hand the old house to him.

That person. That person.”

As she spoke, the old woman took out a brocade handkerchief from her arms.

There is only one line written on the brocade handkerchief: Green water hides spring, green mountains hide sunset.

The old woman solemnly warned: "If someone comes here and wants to take away the old house, as long as he utters this line of poetry, the old house will be handed over to him."

Hu Yanbao knelt down and took away the brocade handkerchief, but said: "Mother, Xiaozhi is actually right. No matter who he is, after so many years, he should have died long ago. He will never come again."

The old woman stared at him and said sternly: "You swear! Let someone guard the old house for generations to come until that person comes over!"

Hu Yanbao had no choice but to swear.

He was secretly relieved in his heart. Now that his mother was relieved, their family could finally officially move to the north.