The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Looking back at the holy cliff, the howling of the undead Taoist still echoed in it, but under the suppression of the Wushi Great Emperor's list of gods, he will never come out...

"When Chengxian Road opens, it's time to lay the foundation..." Hao Jian muttered to himself.

"Haw..." A shrill voice came from his arms, it was the little purple Ji Xu, with two big eyes open, staring at Hao Jian flickeringly, "Haw... Ha..."

"Fuck! You're hungry again...Follow me, you'll enjoy the blessings, but I'll suffer! Do you know what the end of your little friends is?"

Little fierce Xu: "chirp, chirp, chirp..."

Hao Jian had no choice but to take out a small peach.

The moment he saw Xiaotao, Xiao Jixu's eyes lit up, and he let out a low growl, "Wow!" he bit Taozi in one bite, and his whole body hung directly on Taozi.

"What kind of family can afford to support a prodigal bastard like you..."

"Fortunately, our family planted a flat peach garden! Don't panic..."

Just as he was talking, the little fierce Xu had devoured the whole little flat peach like a wolf, and the surging life energy dissipated, making it yawn immediately.

"Haw..."

It screamed again, and it immediately turned into a purple light, got into Hao Jian's bun and went to sleep.

"Other people's little monsters will probably sell Q coins. Why is my f*ck like a pig? It eats when it wakes up, and falls asleep after eating..."

"System, are you there?"

The voice of the system came, "I am here."

"Insider, look at the system, and I'm the host... People call it the sword and sword, but now there is only the Yuhua sword, and there is still a knife in hand! How about you sponsor one?" Hao Jian said shyly. .

The system calmly said: "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice! This system can help the host refine a knife, but the host needs to get the materials first... If the host can find emperor-level Wushang immortal materials, and then cooperate with some special auxiliary materials, This system is to refine a magic knife for the host that is not inferior to feathering."

In Zhetian Realm, there are not many others, but there are quite a lot of great emperors.

If you want to ask the place where it is most likely to produce amazing talents, naturally there is no other place than the ancient mines in the early days!
The ancient mine of Taichu is the place where the source of gods is produced, and there must be a large number of divine materials for the emperor in the source of gods in the core area, but the problem is that there are too many supremes in the ancient mine of Taichu...

Corpse Emperor, Qilin Ancient Emperor, Wanlong Emperor...

"Before you have the strength to become enlightened, the risk of entering the ancient mine in the early days is a bit high... It seems that we can only think about it in the long run..."

Thinking in his heart, Hao Jian returned to the land of transformation of Taoism suspected to exist in Zhongzhou, where Emperor Zhun existed, and began to retreat.

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Time flies by like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, the ancient tribes began to be born!
Valley of the Gods.

The valley is full of vitality, but the mountains outside are barren of grass. However, overnight, the land is full of greenery, spreading for thousands of miles, and it seems to be a source of life.

The Valley of the Gods even declared that whoever can lift the head of the Eucharist to cast it will be a guest of the Valley of the Gods forever, and if Ye Fan does not come to the Valley of the Gods to lead him to death, they will kill all the Ye family in the Eastern Wilderness within three months !
Powerful and domineering!
And this is just one of the ancient clans, there are more terrifying races born one after another, all of which have the ancestor kings of the ancient times!
As a result, a storm swept through Beidou, everyone was in danger, and even some big clans took refuge in the ancient clans.

Under such pressure, the previously bustling All Saints Land and the Desolate Ancient Family fell silent...

Darkness and turmoil are coming, and what they are thinking about now is not about prosperity, but how to survive!

"Old Ancestor of the God King, I beg you to save Big Brother!"

From the Jiang family, Xiao Tingting begged the God King in white with tears in her eyes.

As soon as she heard about the killing of Ye Fan in the Valley of the Gods, she immediately came to beg the King of Gods.

Jiang Taixu pampered Xiao Tingting and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't just sit idly by!"

"The old ancestor is the best!" Xiao Tingting felt relieved, in her mind, the God King is omnipotent!

After comforting Xiao Tingting for a while, Jiang Taixu's expression gradually became serious after she went down.

"Old ancestor, there are many ancestors of the ancient clans, and they are invincible... You can't take risks for the sake of the holy body!" The elders of the Jiang family came to persuade.

Jiang Taixu glanced at the clan elder, and said calmly: "So what? What do you want to say?"

"The ancient clans were born, and darkness and turmoil are imminent. If the Jiang family helps the holy body, they will become the target of public criticism! Even if the emperor's army suppresses it, it will be hard to beat with two fists..."

Jiang Taixu said coldly: "So you want me to let the holy body be killed by the ancient clans?"

"Old ancestor... the overall situation is the most important thing!" The elders of the Jiang family urged.

"Fart! It's pure fart! And it stinks!" Jiang Yi rushed in, pointing at a group of clan elders and cursed, "Old ancestors, this trend must not be allowed! Today they can kill the Eucharist, but tomorrow they dare to slaughter the human race. Dare to sweep our Jiang family..."

"It's nonsense! There is a god furnace to suppress the Jiang family, which ancient ancestor would dare to come?" A clan elder retorted.

"We have the God Stove, so the Primordial Clans don't have the Ancient Emperor's Soldiers? Short-sighted! The ancestors must unite with the Human Holy Land to counter the Primordial Clans!" Jiang Yi said loudly.

Jiang Taixu nodded approvingly, "Don't say that Eucharist has friendship with me, even if there is no such friendship, it will not encourage the primordial clans to be domineering!"

"Old ancestor... think twice!"

Jiang Taixu said in a deep voice: "I have made up my mind!"

After everyone in the Jiang family dispersed, Jiang Taixu showed a bit of determination in his eyes, and immediately left the Jiang family.

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Purple Mountain.

The sound of the bell is long, affecting all ages, turbulent ancient and modern, resounding through the earth.

As soon as the bell sounded, the world was overwhelmed.

It is like a ray of divine light from the beginning, piercing through the vast land, making all living beings, including the ancient races, all worship them.

At this moment, countless human races knelt down on the ground and worshiped in the direction of Zishan.

"Darkness and turmoil are coming, and the clock without beginning will determine the universe!"

The era of the Great Emperor Wu Shi was the most glorious era of the human race. It suppressed the wilderness and the world, swept the outside world, and reached its peak.

Any turmoil in the restricted area, any immortal creatures, who dare to appear, will be suppressed and killed!

But after Emperor Wushi, the world changed drastically, and the human race went from bad to worse...

The bells kept going, and in Zishan, Ye Fan was confronted with a red-haired creature, and a group of mummy raised the nine-nine-eighty-one banner, trying their best to resist Zhong Bo.

"Ah..." A painful voice came from the banner, "I... I am Zhang Lin!"

After a long time, Zhong Bo disappeared, and a lonely figure came to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's face was pale, looking at this figure, he spit out two words, "Patriarch!"

At this moment, Zhang Lin was covered in red hair, half a foot long, and looked like a ghost.

But his eyes became much clearer, and the hostility and gloom were dissipated by the Wushi Bell, which gave him a brief sobriety.

"Patriarch, what happened? Why did you become like this?" Ye Fan asked.

Zhang Lin said calmly: "That night, I met the previous generations of Yuan Tianshi..."

Ye Fan was shocked, "The previous generations? Are they really the same as the ancestors of the Cai family?"

He thought of the ancestor of the Cai family who was liberated by Hao Jian in the ancient Qinling Mountains, that was the third generation Yuan Tianshi.

"Have you seen the third generation Yuan Tianshi?" Zhang Linqi said.

Ye Fan briefly talked about the ancient land of Qinling Mountains.

Zhang Lin nodded slightly, and immediately said: "Since you inherit the origin technique, you must be careful not to repeat my mistakes! Back then, I was almost psychic, and I saw so many strange things, such as Yin soldiers using the way, etc., I even Involuntarily, I have been to the Shenxu and the Immortal Mausoleum, and I have been in a daze. For 1 years, I don't even know what I have done..."

"Why did such a thing happen in our line?" Ye Fan said angrily.

Zhang Lin sighed: "Our lineage has cut too many strange stones and stolen all the secrets of heaven. Perhaps, there is a destiny in the dark...I only hope that you will never see other Yuantian masters of the previous generations..."

After a long silence, Zhang Lin said again: "Why did you enter Zishan?"

Ye Fan said in a deep voice: "The primordial ten thousand clans were born, and the dark turmoil is coming. I want to use the endless clock wave to frighten the world and delay for some time."

"Dark turmoil... is it coming again?" Zhang Lin stood up suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Let me use my last remaining heat, Yuan Tianshi's lineage, and I will conquer the Northern Territory with you!"

"Just... the two of us?"

Zhang Lin pointed behind him, "There are still them. Although they only have one night to live after leaving Zishan Mountain, they will be scattered with the wind when the morning sun comes, and become the dust of history..."

"But... that's enough!"

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In the following time, the beginningless bell rang through Zishan and spread throughout the world.

One day, two days, three days...

Two full months have passed, and the bell without beginning is still ringing, and the ancient clans are terrified.

The Northern Territory is peaceful, and no ancient creature dares to come out to kill!
"Why is this happening? Who can stop the passage of time? Who can live through the ages! Immortal emperors have disappeared, so why is Wu Shi still alive?"

In the Valley of the Spirits, a terrifying ancestor roared, making the entire Valley of the Spirits tremble.

"This is a conspiracy! I don't believe that a human emperor can live to this day!"

"Lord Patriarch, why don't we send some people to test whether Wushi is alive or dead..."

"I agree! It is impossible to be alive without beginning, there must be fraud in it!"

In the next few days, the Northern Territory became restless again.

"It is impossible for Wushi to still be alive in this world, he has been dead for tens of thousands of years!" In the city of God, the Emperor of Heaven stood up and expressed his views to the ancient peoples.

In a word, there was an uproar!

Because he is the son of the emperor, from the ancient emperor mountain!
He hated Wushi the most, because the ancient emperor mountain was originally his father, the Immortal Emperor, but was occupied by Wushi, and even let him, the Immortal Queen and countless other powerful people be suppressed in it...

"No beginning is dead, if we talk about gods, only my father, His Majesty the Emperor!" The emperor said firmly.

Just when he was urging the Valley of the Gods to capture Ye Fan, Zhang Lin had already embarked on the journey with a group of gods of death in the night outside Zishan.

As for Ye Fan, he used Yuan Tianshi's unique technique to cut a huge divine source!

"The patriarch is really brilliant, there is still the last ray of life left... I can't even feel it through the source of the gods, only at this moment can I feel it!"

Thinking in his heart, Ye Fan hurriedly took out the real dragon immortality liquid and poured a few drops into the woman's mouth.

A round of brilliance bloomed like a bright moon, and Yang Yi, the saint of the holy land of Yaochi thousands of years ago... is alive!
Under the moonlight, her eyes turned from confusion to clarity, and immediately stared at the front thoughtfully, and said tearfully, "Zhang Lin, is that you? Why don't you turn your head to look at me!"

Zhang Lin didn't look back, he was wearing a big cloak to cover his red hair, and strode forward with a group of death gods.

"I know it's you... Zhang Lin!" Yang Yi cried and chased after her.

Zhang Lin didn't look back, and said hoarsely: "Girl, you have misunderstood the wrong person. It has been 1 years, and Zhang Lin disappeared with the wind one morning when the sun rose!"

"Zhang Lin, come back! Come back!"

"Zhang Lin asked me to tell you, live well!" Zhang Lin didn't look back, but there was a loud cry, full of tragedy.

Ye Fan and Yang Yi chased after him, and said quietly: "Patriarch, if you go and never look back, it will be the biggest regret!"

The haze covered everything, and Zhang Lin slowly stopped in the dark world.

Finally, Yang Yi saw a man with red hair on his face. She caressed his face with tears, "No matter what you become, you are Zhang Lin! No matter where you go, I will follow..."

Zhang Lin felt great pain in his heart, and hissed, "Tianming... I just disappeared! I... I'm sorry for you!"

Yang Yi resolutely followed the team.

Zhang Lin took off his cloak and turned into a red-haired monster, accompanied by a beautiful woman in white, and behind him were a large number of death gods.

The wind is rustling, the water is cold, the god of death is gone and will never return!
Looking at this scene, Ye Fan felt unspeakably sad!

"If Brother Bitch is here, how dare all the ancient races be so rampant? Brother Bitch, where are you..."

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A small Taoist temple, the place where old Taoists transformed their Taoism.

Hao Jian has lived here for a long time after returning to this place.

There is no time in the mountains, and the cultivation of truth does not count the years.

He put away all his cultivation, just like the most ordinary little Taoist priest, he didn't clean up the overgrown weeds in the Taoist temple, and just lived here indiscriminately.

On thunderstorm nights, Hao Jian would also take pictures of old Taoist priests and talk about the Tao;

In addition to practicing, Hao Jian will meet woodcutters who go up the mountain to cut firewood, and fishermen who go down the river to fish, and Hao Jian will also meet them and teach them some new Taoist scriptures and songs.

Little Fierce Xu scurried around in the mountains all day long. As a dream-level spirit, it had the potential to turn into a holy spirit.

And here, as the place where the old Taoist priest transformed his way, Xiao Jixu had a natural liking for this place. He couldn't explain why, but he just felt that it was very comfortable here!

Especially the ancient pine tree in front of the Taoist temple is Xiao Jixu's favorite place!
This day, the little fierce Xu ran wildly in the mountains, and when he came back, he lay down on a gnarled branch!
In the blink of an eye, it fell asleep soundly.

As the breeze came, a faint halo appeared around the little fierce Xu's body, blending with the ancient pine.

The ancient pine swayed slightly, and the needle-like leaves that were originally yellow slowly appeared a touch of new green, and some green light floated out, and then penetrated into its body with the breath of Xiaojixu.

One animal and one tree, natural and peaceful, forming a wonderful cycle that is difficult to describe.

At this moment, two figures came to this low mountain from far to near.

"Senior, do you think Brother Hao is here?" The white-clothed figure stared at Gu Song and Xiao Jixu, his eyes full of shock.

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