Great Dao Ji

Huhu~

The night wind blew by, and the cold night wind woke up Yuan Duxiu, whose eyes were straight and his whole body was a little dazed.

His martial arts skills were ruined, but he still had good eyesight.

This 'younger brother' of mine is not an ordinary baby born with wrinkles, he is clearly a miniature version of 'grandpa'.

The vitality and blood are withered, the muscles and bones are shriveled, and there is no trace of the vitality of a newborn baby. It is basically dying.

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth and uttered a syllable of unknown meaning.

Seeing the 'baby' looking straight at him, he panicked and wiped his dusty palms over and over again on his unclean clothes.

Then he leaned down and picked up his overly mature 'brother' with his arms.

An Qisheng opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Duxiu and the world. A ripple appeared in the depths of his turbid eyes like a film:

[Consumption of six thousand points of power]

【Yuan Duxiu (27/895)】

[Original trajectory one: Born in the Wanyang Realm, Tianding Kingdom, and Dingtian City, he is talented and talented. He has already shown his prominence in martial arts at a young age, and was carefully cultivated by his parents and grandfather.

He achieved little success in his youth, but was arrogant and arrogant. He offended many people and eventually wiped out his family. He killed his parents, relatives and friends. He spent the rest of his life traveling around the world, honing his martial arts, and gradually embarked on the road to compete with the world's heroes.

His life was full of ups and downs, and he was defeated all the way. He was discouraged many times and fought hard to pursue his final defeat at the hands of his old enemy in his later years. In the end, his "destiny of hundred defeats" was broken, and he was unable to defy heaven and become king]

[Bloodline: Ancient Human Race]

[Fate: 100 defeats. Since ancient times, those who have attained the Tao will lose their way after one defeat. Only with this destiny, one can be king after a hundred defeats! Note: This zodiac sign is born to punish parents, and life will be bumpy. You will not be able to become a king unless you are defeated. 】

"The fate of a hundred defeats, the blood of the ancient human race"

An Qisheng was thoughtful as he looked at Yuan Duxiu, who was hooking himself with one arm and hopping on one leg towards the outside of the mass grave.

Autumn can be known by looking at a leaf. From Yuan Duxiu's destiny, he can already feel the majesty of the Wanyang Realm.

Bloodline, fate.

No one he has ever seen in Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, and Human World has experienced these two things.

In fact, he had never seen such an abundance of ideas in this world before.

No 'fairy mountain blessed place' in the human world can compare to this rotten burial mound, but the strange thing is that the inspiration of this world is extremely difficult to absorb.

Although the wisdom of heaven and earth in the human world is equally difficult to absorb, it is far behind compared to this world.

If the world of heaven and earth is like sand, wind and water, then the heaven and earth of Wanyang Realm is like refined steel, which is difficult to absorb.

If you absorb it forcefully, you may even become obsessed.

‘It’s like being oppressed by some invisible force’

An Qisheng felt a little solemn.

This situation is not natural, it seems to be man-made

Yuan Duxiu walked very hard. His broken hands and legs were not ordinary disabilities, but his blood and vitality were cut off by someone's heavy hands. His serious injuries were deep into the bone marrow, and every movement was heartbreaking.

But he gritted his teeth, bounced on one leg, and headed in the opposite direction of Dingtian City.

There is no place for him in Dingtian City, and those he has offended will not let him go.

He doesn't care, but

Looking down at the shriveled face of his 'little brother', his heart hurt, he gritted his teeth and walked away.

escape.

For my little brother.

The weak rely on the order prescribed by the strong. This is an eternal truth in Wanyang Realm.

Dingtian City has a radius of hundreds of miles, and there are many towns and villages located there.

Bluewater Town is one of them.

This town is located on the bank of a large river. The city is surrounded by water, nourished by the river, and there are mineral deposits nearby, which attracts nearby people to settle.

Although the city was only built two hundred years ago, it is already quite prosperous.

There are shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, row upon row, there is also the Shen Weapang that radiates a billowing heat wave, and shops that exchange elixirs.

This is a world where elixirs are traded as the best currency.

An Qisheng was a little surprised when he saw Yuan Duxiu take out the only remaining dark yellow pill in exchange for more than twenty taels of gold.

This was the first time he had seen a world where elixirs were used as currency.

After all, elixirs are to assist cultivation and can become currency. It can only be said that there are many practitioners in this world, more than you can imagine.

Since entering Lanshui City, Yuan Duxiu has not said a word. Even though he was defrauded of a lot of money by the profiteer, he did not speak and just stared coldly through his long blood-stained hair.

The latter couldn't figure out his true identity and didn't dare to offend him too much, so he could only add a few dollars.

Although he was seriously injured, who knew if he had any companions?

I spent some money, rented a small house in a busy city, and invited people to buy a lot of things.

It wasn't until the sky darkened again that he closed the door.

"Huh~"

Yuandu Xiucai let out a long breath, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

His injuries had reached the limit, but he was just holding on and refusing to show his cowardice.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down An Qisheng, and immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Phew~

At this time, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and moved his hands and feet carefully.

A baby's hands and feet are weak, and an old man's bones are weak and tender. Both are the most vulnerable stages in a person's life, and An Qisheng has both at this time, which can be said to be extremely weak.

But his divine will is so subtle that controlling the physical body consumes very little power.

The activity is of course no problem.

He got out of bed, looked for the food Yuan Duxiu bought, and ate while walking.

His movements were gentle and slow, but sounds like a cat snoring came from his small body.

Invisible to the naked eye, his internal organs were squirming, slowly digesting food and making up for his body's shortcomings.

"People in this world take a long time to gestate. This body has been pregnant for more than three years, but it is like a six-month pregnancy on Xuanxing. It is considered a premature birth."

The two worlds are different.

People in the Wanyang Realm don't carry their babies for ten months. If they are full term, they should be four and a half years old. Three years is only equal to Xuanxing's six months of pregnancy, so it is naturally considered a premature birth.

A stillbirth, and it was considered a premature stillbirth.

Just by stimulating life, it squeezed out all the potential of this little body, and almost died of old age on the spot.

Naturally, it needs to be made up for slowly.

"What, what is this place?"

At this time, a sound like waking up from a dream sounded in An Qisheng's heart.

But it was the Three-Hearted Blue Soul Boy.

This little blue-skinned monster does not even have intelligence. It is regarded as a data, information life, because it has no substantial body, but it is like the altar of response to requests and the sword of royal power, following him into the dream world.

However, the moment he fell asleep, the little blue-skinned monster seemed to be in suspended animation and did not wake up until then.

"Wanyang Realm."

An Qisheng responded calmly.

"You, how could you travel across the universe? No, no, how did you become like this?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy seemed to be observing the outside world and was shocked when he sensed An Qisheng's state.

baby?

Old man?

A little old man half a foot tall?

The three-hearted blue soul boy felt strange and somewhat confused.

"dream."

An Qisheng moved his arms and legs leisurely and answered slowly.

His heart was very calm, and the amount of power did not cause him any trouble, nor did he feel any sense of disparity. Silently, his state of mind improved again.

"This is not a dream!"

The three-hearted blue soul boy didn't believe it.

It has followed Russell for many years, experienced the nightmares of countless descendants of the nightmare Hydra, and is most familiar with dreams.

Even if it is a real dream, it cannot see through it, but it can still detect it.

This is not a dream at all!

"You'll know later."

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and groups of spiritual imprints had appeared in his perspective: "This world is a bit special. You can't come out for the time being. Please help me sort out this spiritual imprint."

Blue Water Town has a large population. Along the way, he has captured the spiritual imprints of tens of thousands of people in this city.

However, he did not choose to check them one by one by himself, but asked the three-hearted blue soul boy to sort them out.

Lao Dan's warning still rings in his ears, and he will certainly not forget it.

You still have to use it when dreaming, but you have to be cautious. The subtle influence of spiritual information is extremely scary. If it weren't for his strong xinxing, other people would have suffered from schizophrenia tens of thousands of times if they had accepted the life experiences of thousands of people.

"So many information groups?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy was a little surprised.

It is information wizardry, feeding on information, living on information, and even evolving with it.

Therefore, every piece of different information is a feast for it!

This is the reason why their clan pursues civilization.

Buzz~

With a cry of surprise, it has turned into a stream of light and rushed into many spiritual imprints.

"A completely different atmosphere of civilization. This is the atmosphere of civilization in the true sense. Immortality species. This civilization has many immortal species!"

"Writing? Language? Humanities? History? Pills? Divine weapons?"

“Many, many”

The three-hearted blue soul boy swimming among countless spiritual imprints exclaimed repeatedly, as if he had discovered a new world, and he was so excited that he forgot the existence of An Qisheng.

A brand-new civilization and countless information are of too great significance to it.

Blocked out the nagging of this little blue-skinned monster.

An Qisheng ate slowly to soothe his body. Soon, Yuan Duxiu had prepared three days of food, which was ten times the amount of food An Qisheng had now, and he ate it all.

By this time, it was already late at night.

"Huh~"

He exhaled a long breath, feeling the long-lost impurities being stripped away.

An Qisheng got on the bed again and slowly closed his eyes.

Phew~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the bed with sweating profusely. When he saw An Qisheng, he breathed a long sigh of relief and came back from the nightmare.

But when he accidentally glanced at it, he found that a lot of the food he bought had disappeared.

Got robbed?

Buzz~

In the empty square of the blessed land of reincarnation, An Qisheng sat in front of the 'Altar of Response to Requests' and sat cross-legged in front of the light gate.

I began to polish my spiritual imprint, or what Su Jie calls the ‘spiritual template’.

The body affects the spirit, and the spirit interferes with the body.

A strong mind does not necessarily have a strong body, but a strong body must have a strong spirit.

An Qisheng's divine flower has bloomed, and his divine will is extremely powerful, so naturally he will not tamper with his own spirit.

But Su Jie's understanding was also very important to him.

He practices Tai Chi Tao, with Tai Chi body and spirit as the foundation, and Tai Chi Divine Court's list of gods as the backbone. It is self-evident how important the gods among them are to him.

But the birth of any ‘god’ is not a simple matter.

Even if he had experienced Xuanxing, Jiufujie, and the three realms of the human world, it was not enough to naturally evolve 365 complete "gods".

This is not limited by the amount of power or the size of the Qi field, but that if a person is stupid without a god, and if a "god" is without a god, it is nothing.

Therefore, when he sensed that Su Jie had comprehended the "spiritual template", he said that this was a genius's idea.

Because for him, it was also a great inspiration, even touching!

Om~

As An Qisheng's mind moved, it seemed that an infinitely large and brilliant divine court appeared in front of him, and the shadows of many gods appeared and disappeared in many temples.

"Mind monkey"

An Qisheng muttered silently.

In the towering divine court, there was a monkey as bright as a stream of fire, which jumped into the sky and came like a meteor through the boundless void.

Kneel down respectfully in front of him.

He inherited the heart school, and the original founder was Wang Yangming, and the heart was the most important.

The heart monkey is the mind, which is transformed by its mind. If you can't even control your mind, what's the point of practicing Taoism?

Hu~

An Qisheng slowly stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers and fell on the unruly and proud head of the heart monkey, and recited softly:

"Spiritual roots nurture the source, and the heart cultivates the great way"

Continue typing, it will be a little late, good night, read it tomorrow morning.