The First Cause of All Realms

Woo!

There is silence in the sea of ​​hearts.

Taoist Sanchi was neither sad nor angry, he just listened indifferently, and finally replied coldly:

"When the body dies, the Dao disappears! Don't say that you are a **** of ghosts who dare not reveal your name. Even if you are the emperor of heaven and Dao respects life in ancient legends, you can't bring back the rank and supernatural powers of your life!

When the body dies, the Tao perishes.

This is an eternal truth.

Taoist Sanchi has practiced for more than a thousand years, backed by Wanshi Tianzong, and lived with this old monster for thousands of years, how could he not know?

In fact, this is not a secret to the masters of many great sects and holy places.

In the millions of years of Longquan, Taoist ghosts have been revived countless times. If they can bring the supernatural powers and Taoism of life, then it will not be them who rule the world today, but those Taoist ghosts!

"Dao, you will not die!

Zhong Lilie sneered.

"If you don't fight with him, the ancestor doesn't know which God of Wealth is in this city of wealth..."

"Zhou Jue Yintian Palace..."

"It's wrong, we have to change it!"

Sanchi Daoist's thoughts couldn't help but drift away. The thirteen roads of civil and military gods of wealth have been passed down for tens of thousands of generations. How many inheritances are there for the rest of the gods and demons?

"Snatching a house is also worthy of being called a god?"

He has great luck in his body, and Ke Yubao's cultivation path is very smooth. Although his heels are not high, but four hundred years ago, he has cultivated to the peak of four glory...

As the cold wind blew through the deserted forest, Zhong Lilie hurried out, shouldering the dragon blade that was taller than a person, his eyes were like lightning:

Zhong Lilie's aura rose, and he seemed to have got rid of the influence of "harmony generates wealth", but Zhao Caishen didn't seem surprised:

Taoist Sanchi calmed down and asked back.

There was a slight pause in the old voice.

It's definitely possible, you simply want to cause trouble when the conflict between immortals and demons is about to break out, but this matter is too important...

In a daze, he seemed to have glimpsed a corner of the end of the ancient kalpa...

Dao ghost? !"

Only then will you understand why the highest realm among countless gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons from the first kalpa to the fourth kalpa is also called "ten thousand kalpas are grinding..."

The stars have fallen, the universe has no light, and countless gods, demons, immortals, demons, and Buddhas have all died in the cold universe.

"Are you going to Jincai City?"

"If you haven't seen the kalpa, you don't know the kalpa! If you can live to the end of the ten kalpas, you will know how desperate it is,

All spirits are destroyed, Xiangyu collapses, and even the Dao of Heaven is completely submerged in eternal darkness...

"Ancient times, how vast it must have been..."

The broken four poles are his last chance to get rid of this demon, and it is also the only way for him to take away himself.

Zhao Caishen sat on the ground with deep eyes:

quiet!

Zhao Caishen still had a smile on his face, but he sighed again:

The old voice loosened a bit:

Zhong Lilie's eyes darkened, and his breathing became a bit quicker:

Transcend robbery!

"Is it her?"

The catastrophe, which is not necessarily seen once in thousands of years, is rolling like a tide at the end of the catastrophe...

"Should a certain family call you Zhao Xuantai, God of Wealth, or..."

This made me feel uneasy.

"I have no idea!"

"The way of heaven in the Nine Tribulations has collapsed. Even if you 'know, what can you do? You call yourself the Patriarch, but you are just a piece of trash who dare not even answer the Tribulation!"

"I don't even know what a robbery is!"

In the sea of ​​hearts, there are ripples." Sanchi Daoist's primordial spirit sat cross-legged like a human being, and kept wiping the clanking flying sword.

"Wanshi Tianzong has a long tradition, so, have you heard of the three reincarnations?"

"Actually, it's always been like this. Whether it's Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, myths, or legends, there's always beautification..."

Taoist Sanchi naturally would not let go of the opportunity to attack the old monster, and tried his best to sneer:

"It won't always be like this."

"If you dare to stop me, even if you are a true God of Wealth, you may not be unstoppable!

Zhao Caishen smiled unabated.

"Then, using the city as a cage to raise people who drive hundreds of nations and spirits in captivity, is it worthy of the word 'Xianmen,'?"

"The God of Wealth is not an immortal who kills, nor is he a guardian of Dharma. If the one in Jincai City has never returned to the four poles, your incarnation has a small chance of winning..."

Zhong Lilie clenched the dragon blade tightly:

"In the Yintian Palace of Zhou Jue, there is the last corner of the 'Xu Ri rank' hidden, and the memories in it, aren't you curious?

"In the ordinary world, no matter how much money is left over, they all regard the poor and lowly as pigs and dogs, let alone gods, gods, Buddhas and demons?"

"For the next four hundred years, I settled in the City of Gold and Wealth. I loved gold and silver treasures, natural and earthly treasures, rare and rare treasures, and was kind and charitable. That's why I was called the God of Wealth..."

"That's not horror to speak of! It's the great horror of the annihilation of countless gods and demons! From the first calamity to the fourth calamity, there has never been any great power. If you succeed in resisting the calamity, you can only avoid the calamity, only cross the calamity!

"Zhao Xuantai, a native of the Eastern Wasteland, a thousand years ago, he worshiped the 'Shen Dharma Gate', and practiced it. After more than ten years, he achieved ten capitals, and in another hundred and forty years, he completed Si Yao's achievements...

The old voice finally aroused the fear in my heart, the sound was so loud that it shook my heart:

As for what to call it, it's just a name, you can decide, but someone like Zhao hates the name "God of Wealth" even more.

But Taoist Sanchi naturally understood what he meant, but...

"Dao ghost, you should kill him too!"

In the wave of light, the old voice was silent for a long time before saying:

With just a glimpse, Taoist Sanchi glimpsed the countless horrific calamities recorded in the Daoist Canon.

Transcend robbery!

"In the ancient gods' court, there were as many as 13 gods of wealth, each of which was divided into civil and martial arts. For 420 million years, the **** of wealth has been passed down for 30,000 generations..."

"Wanshi Tianzong is worthy of being the leader of the immortal way. Its background is so deep that it has turned Zhao's heel out overnight..."

"Four difficulties and three calamities, two declines of heaven and man, loss of self but the way, three silences of the universe..."

Zhao Caishen stopped at the door of the closed crypt for a long time, unable to look back for a long time, until the sound of moderate footsteps came from behind him.

This is a well-known old monster, who has lived side by side with you for thousands of years. They are sworn enemies, but they also have the same purpose.

The voice in the wave light had a momentary sense of melancholy, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seemed unable to refute it, and could only return to indifference, saying:

"Dao ghost, this title is too appropriate. It's just that Zhao is different from you Dao ghost!"

"Among them, those who are unbearable will still be the God of Wealth until death. Among them, there are many tyrannical ones who were well-known in ancient times, and the ancestors should be in awe of three-pointers..."

The old voice was silent for a long time, and Sanchi Taoist also fell silent. After a long time, the voice in the waves was heard again.

Taoist Sanchi seemed to have thousands of roars echoing in his heart, the sound was so real that he could not help but tremble in his heart.

"Old Ancestor? Which family or clan are you an Ancestor? Do you still exist?"

There was silence again in the sea of ​​mind, above the waves, Taoist Sanchi even smelled substantial anger, but he didn't care.

"Those who approached the Yintian Palace back then, except for some little people, the old man was either captured or killed, except for that Hong Fa'er who disappeared without a trace. This teasing is most likely..."