Chaotic Sword God

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At the same time, Yuan Shi Tianzun was seated in front of the stage, and the following two generations of disciples three generations of disciples sat quietly below. Looking at the thousands of disciples who have chosen themselves, each one is carefully selected, perhaps because they are too careless, so that they are basically disaster-free. For them to create a diaphragm with their brothers. However, watching his brothers and sisters go far and wide, the entire three religions can only be mastered by themselves, and these disciples cannot be overdone.

The original Tianzun nodded and nodded to the white crane boy behind him. The white crane boy immediately ringed the bell in front of the palace, letting these disciples be quiet here.

"You Master Bo and the Three Masters have some great powers to go to chaos, meet with Shan Yuan, and seek opportunities. When you leave, trust me, let me take care of one or two, and then remember, three teach this family, I can't look for a slap in the face during this time, or I will have to punish it."

At this time, a jade flies to the original Tianzun. Yuan Shi Tianzun reached out and took a look at Yu Fu, and could not help but laugh. The original Tianzun of Shanlu has been seen in Jinyu Island. In the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, the child is of good qualifications and is extraordinary with his feet. This is to find a backing for Shanluo, not to be bullied, to see Tongtian to Shanluo. Love.

"Teacher, the disciple wants to go to chaos to find opportunities with Master and the three divisions. After all, the holy place is full, the sacred sacred will have two, the disciple will not repair the Shinto, but also the teacher promises." Yun Zhongzi got up from the seat. , worship the original heaven.

"You have to think about it. The chaos is dangerous everywhere. There is a chaotic bone. Although organic, it is more dangerous. In this flood, there is a guardian, why should you take risks in chaos." Looking at the words in the cloud, this disciple is very rich in Fuyuan. In the sacred gods, there are other catastrophe. It can be said that it will not be ruined. I really don't want to take risks in chaos.

"Teacher, I am waiting for the monks to practice, you can always be comfortable, and the disaster is accompanied by this opportunity. For the sake of the road, how about the looting? I hope the teacher will fulfill."

"But, since you are going, you will go, give you the three divisions for the teacher's Pangu. You will go with the teacher." The original Tianzun handed the jade that he carried with him to the cloud. Then start to explain the avenue.

There is no child in the mountains, and a dream can be a thousand years. In the eyes of the monks for a hundred years, it was just a nap. The bells of the Zixiao Palace summoned everyone and spread all over the world.

Numerous great powers have traveled to the Zixiao Palace, and basically there are one or two hundred people in Chaos. I saw the Hongjun who did not move for a thousand years, and walked out of the Purple Palace with the half-black and half-purple futon.

"I have seen the teacher." Seeing Hongjun came out, everyone bowed their heads.

"Well, I have been casting spells for a long time. Through the guidance of fate, let Er and others look for the place where Shan Yuan is." After Hong Jun finished, he threw the futon into chaos.

"Everything in the heavens and the earth, fate is impermanent. The fate is long." With the words of Hongjun, a river full of heaven emerges, every wave, every bubble constantly evolves every person's life. Those big powers can hardly make a long-term fate because of the suppression of Hongjun. Now Hongjun summons them. Everyone carefully looks at the fate of the river and looks for his own destiny. Just when everyone puts their eyes into it. The whole fate is haunted by the clouds, even if it can see the eyes of nine days and nine secluded, it can not pass through the seemingly thin and gauzy smoke. Everyone knows that Hongjun has blocked his own destiny and has recovered his gaze.

I saw that the futon glided gently in the long river of destiny, with the trace of water vapor, a huge purple bubble emerged, depicting a huge mountain, full of purple. This is the shadow bubble of Shan Yuan, the noble purple, representing the nobleness of the identity of Shan Yuan. I saw that the futon passed through the steam drum and stayed in chaos.

"Fate drags, seeks." Hongjun looked at the futon fingers that passed through the fate of the Changhe steam drum, only to see that the futon began to think of flying in the chaos.

"After the followers, the futon can be, this is a hand-made decision, if it can control the futon." Hongjun looked at the people and said a little, then handed a simple gesture, everyone wants to say goodbye, follow the direction of the futon Start on the road of chaos and find the world of Shenmu where Shan Yuan is located.

At this time, Shan Yuan did not know that in the floods, a group of top talents went to Chaos to find him, and did not find himself being counted by the devil. He always felt that he was angry and tempered during this time. Because a little bit of things can trigger your own nameless fire. Every time I get angry, I feel curious. This may be related to my acceptance of the inheritance of the demon.

In order not to be angry with other people and to find their own clean heart, Shan Yuan had to come to chaos alone, to evolve his own avenue, to purify his own heart, to make his own heart in the spot, not to be vulgar. Dyeing things. What Shan Yuan didn’t know was that when he was alone in the chaos, a trace of magical spirit overflowed from the sea, shrouded the whole body of Shan Yuan, and slowly tried to stimulate the hidden memory of Shan Yuan.

The loneliness of past lives, the struggle of this world. The past lives hate everything, only because of their own weakness, they have to pretend to be high, hate why they want to take away their parents' lives, let their own life, a lonely life, no friend, forever lonely, envious of those who go to school But what about this? Fate is hard, and hatred is only hidden deep inside.

In this world, although he was born noble, he could join the education but knew the fate of the education. He did not dare to say anything to him, for fear that he would anger the heavens. When the gods are approaching, the fear in the heart can't be told to others. I want to hide in the heavens, but I am afraid of myself, afraid of losing my friends, afraid of losing my lover. But I know too much about myself, and I can’t tell the teacher that a sad picture has a previous life, and there is no hatred in this world.

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