Suddenly Invincible

"I've become the emperor of heaven, and I don't know how to be prudent." Fu Xuan was worried about Dao Tianjun's character, and said speechlessly.

Subconsciously, he deduced the years.

It's just that he was stunned very quickly, and he was dumbfounded.

Beside him is a woman, extremely beautiful, like a fairy on the moon.

"50,000 years, you survived." Shi Yun's eyes also had mist, her slender body was unable to bear children, or should not have given birth, and besides Fu Xuan, Dao Tianjun was the most concerned thing in her life.

She regarded Dao Tianjun as her own child.

Seeing his figure now, Shi Yun was full of joy and happiness.

He hugged Dao Tianjun deeply in his arms.

Two lines of tears slid down and couldn't stop anymore.

"Stinky boy, you have really lived for fifty thousand years." Fu Xuan was about to go crazy when he saw this.

fifty thousand years.

Is this still human?

"Have you also cultivated the Longevity Body? Or have you lived three lifetimes?"

After learning about Dao Tianjun's survival time, and seeing that he was indeed alive, Fu Xuan finally thought about other issues.

"I only lived one life." Dao Tianjun shook his head, "As for whether it is a longevity body, you don't know."

heard the words.

Fu Xuan stared.

Immediately, Fu Xuan kept looking at Dao Tianjun, "Could it be that I was wrong at the beginning, and I am wrong now, are you not a human, a bastard?"

He was really shocked.

You live 50,000 years in one life, are you a ghost?

Shi Yun was also surprised and didn't expect that Dao Tianjun only lived one life.

She never had the same idea as Fu Xuan.

"You may be able to walk to the end of that road." Shi Yun said such words.

on this day.

Dao Tianjun talked with Shi Yun and Fu Xuan for a long time.

Today, their waking up is nothing more than an accidental opening of their eyes during the eternal sleep. In the end, they still have to go to sleep and practice until they achieve great success.

"Stinky boy, you have to live a good life. It's okay without a group of people. Next time I wake up, you have to live."

After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

Shi Yun also said similar words.

"I will." Dao Tianjun whispered, and he closed the door of the attic.

Looking at Tianyu, standing in the small courtyard, he stood for a long time, as a gust of wind blew past.

No one exists on the ground.

The long river of time is flowing, and it is more lost from generation to generation.

The creatures in the wasteland have changed for many generations, but the only thing that remains the same is that the emperor in the undead mountain has always existed.

This is known to the creatures in the wasteland.

Because, whenever a new generation is born, the emperor will cultivate a group of people.

He is cultivating, and he is also using this to explore his own way.

A Dao, different people's cultivation will have different changes, Dao Tianjun is using this as a reference, whoever says that ordinary people must be poor.

Mortals are the most fundamental beings, and it is they who make up the whole world.

Some people may have been born at the highest point.

However, they are not necessarily stronger than ordinary people, and there is no basis for that.

At this time, Dao Tianjun taught people in every age, he did not hide from the world, nor did he live in seclusion, but taught in the wasteland.

That is why.

The fact that Dao Tianjun's qi and blood last forever is known to all living things in the wasteland.

"Do you think the ancestor can live a second life?"

Some creatures are asking their peers like this.

It's just that he got the answer.

"Then you will only know if Daozu lived long enough. Do you know how long Daozu can live in the first life?"

heard the words.

The creatures in the wasteland are at a loss for words.

"Live forever."

I don't know when the creatures in the wasteland linked this word with Dao Tianjun.

Another thirty thousand years have passed.

Dao Tianjun is already 90,000 years old, and his aura has a long history, and he doesn't know when his blood will decline.

"Similar flowers, Daozu, what is a similar flower, reincarnation really exists, can there be the same people?"

An innocent little creature in the wasteland asked Dao Tianjun like this.

Hear the question.

There were waves in the calm color in Dao Tianjun's eyes.

He was lost in thought.

He had thought about this question before, but it was brought up now because this little creature had heard about Xian Linglong, a legend that brought the holder into the fairyland to awaken past and present lives.

Faced with this question, Dao Tianjun rang Ye Fan.

If I hadn't secretly intervened and done some things back then, An Miaoyi and Qin Yao would have died.

And An Miaoyi died.

Ye Fan may be waiting now, waiting for someone.

At the same time, Dao Tianjun thought of Xiaomeng.

Similar flowers exist, Ye Fan is a manifestation, and his disciple Huahua, if Ye Fan is similar to the ruthless brother, Huahua is similar to a Buddha, they are very similar but it is not sure whether they are the same person .

"Death is a new beginning." Dao Tianjun thought of this question.

Should I go to the outside world and wait for that similar flower in Xiaomeng?

Ask yourself.

Dao Tianjun shook his head quickly, his eyes were extremely firm.

"There will be no similar flowers, only the same person, he is him, there will be no similarities, reincarnation, even if it exists, in my opinion, it is just a concept of rules, full of thin paper tidbits."

He does not believe in similar flowers.

Because, even if there was, Dao Tianjun only believed in one life, the life of the people he knew.

Even if it is to live a similarity, so what.

That's another person.

"Little dream is unique."

Dao Tianjun's eyes looked at the void, as if he wanted to look at the illusory river of time.

on this day.

There is a vast amount of immortal energy in the Undead Mountain, and Dao Tianjun's energy and blood have doubled again, shocking the world and terrifying.

With his own strength, he created a glorious and prosperous world.

The giants in the wasteland are all quasi-emperors, extremely powerful and peerless, shaking the history of all ages.

The Tao is still preaching.

Dao Tianjun is still in power, and he is becoming more and more unfathomable, as if he is the origin of the universe, and he is a world in himself.

Raising his head and throwing his feet, Dao Tianjun resonated with the heaven and earth, while dancing, the thunder was mighty.

Hold out your palm.

There was a roar of thunder and calamity in the wasteland, which made countless souls tremble, thinking that someone was proving the truth.

It was only at the end that they found out.

All this is nothing more than Dao Patriarch spreading his five fingers, and the thunder in his palm is galloping, as if someone is proving the Tao, and the chaos is surging.

For a time, the wasteland boiled.

During these years, Dao Tianjun was still preaching.

He also cultivated a great emperor.

That was a child of the Shui tribe, a descendant of Shui Miaomiao, and a great-grandson of countless generations.

A hundred thousand years have passed during this period.

The Great Emperor of the Shui Tribe reigned for 10,000 years. Originally, he could have lived longer, but he chose to take that path without any hesitation.

"Ancestor Dao, how long is your life, and how long can you live in one life?"

Before leaving, the great emperor cultivated by Dao Tianjun was asking.

Just after asking this sentence.

The great emperor himself interrupted his words. He had a smile on his face, and looked into his pupils with respect, "I'm very happy that Daozu can live so long, it's great."

This is the truth, he doesn't want to know, he just knows it's good.

There is a Taoist ancestor, and the wasteland is very lucky.

At the same time, it's great because he can let his venerable ancestor witness his growth with his own eyes. He doesn't have to watch his most respected person die to make him sad, but he can watch him become the peak and send him to that road.

"I'm leaving." The Emperor of the Shui Clan said in a low voice.

After that he left.

The wasteland was full of pain, and another great emperor left.

This is the most painful time in the wasteland since ancient times, but they looked at the undead mountain with more and more respect in their hearts.

During these one hundred thousand years.

A new great emperor has been born in the outside world, and it is in full swing.

This person is none other than someone who has a "grievance" with Dao Tianjun, Di Que, the uncle of the Great Sage of Kunzhou.

He didn't actually die, he was just sealed up.

Just as Dao Tianjun thought, Di Que, Xia Jiuyou and others lived in the wrong age, otherwise they would become gods, and it was the age that restricted them.

Di Que fought against the Holy Emperor Douzhan back then, and lost only one move to him.

The fighting power of the Dou Zhan Shenghuang is ranked very high among the emperors and emperors in the history of eternity. Dou Zhan Sheng Huang is a name for his ethnic group, and it is also a manifestation of the powerful fighting power of the Dou Zhan Sheng Huang.

People in the wasteland once thought that Di Que would come to him.

It's just that no one thought, he didn't, he passed away after 8,000 years of life, during this time, he entered the Heavenly Court, and it is said that he had a discussion with Ye Tiandi.

Di Que survived the second life, and the second life was only a short eight thousand years.

for all this.

Dao Tianjun knew, but he never made any movement, and never thought of being born.

Another ten thousand years have passed.

Dao Tianjun, who had sat cross-legged in the Immortal Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years without moving, stood up.

His eyes flickered, and he looked towards Fu Xuan's small courtyard.

On this day, he went to Fu Xuan's small courtyard, and stayed with him for another day. During this time, Fu Xuan was exclaiming, and there were also whispers, most of which were soft words.

Just don't know why.

The creatures in the wasteland felt a kind of oppression, loss and fear rose in their hearts.

"why is that?!"

Many people don't understand.

Daozu had a movement, why did they feel this way?

Could it be that Taoist ancestor is about to fall? Many creatures gathered near the small courtyard where Fu Xuan was.

Powerful creatures arrived one after another, including the Zhundi and the Great Sage. The fierce beasts in the suppressed mountains trembled, and they stood quietly on the land.

Until three days passed.

Dao Tianjun walked out of the land.

Slender and tall, with an incomparable fairy posture, it attracts the desolate creatures in this life to kneel down.

"I have seen Daozu."

"I'm leaving." Dao Tianjun said with deep eyes.

Many people are fluttering.

They finally understood why they were panicking. It was Daozu who was leaving.

Some people can't understand what it means to leave, thinking it is death, only some people, people at the quasi-emperor level, can understand what it means, and they want to walk on that road.

Daozu, who has lived for 210,000 years, is finally about to embark on that road, and it is his way that has reached Dzogchen.

"Before that, I have something to do."

Finish this sentence.

Dao Tianjun walked to the center of the wasteland, tore open the barriers of the world, and left the wasteland.

He's going to meet someone.

My good brother, Ye Fan...

...

Will I be beaten to death if I say this is the end here?