Great Dao Ji

Although the battle was extremely short, it caused great trauma to Mucheng.

After a brief exchange, Yu Xuan said goodbye and led several subordinates to start repairing the streets and houses destroyed by the war.

"Tao, fellow Taoist."

Facing An Qisheng again, Tu Ba's expression became even more unnatural.

He never expected that the Taoist he misunderstood would be the one who saved him.

"Tao, hello, Master Tao!"

After this incident, the little cabbage trusted An Qisheng more and more, and jumped into An Qisheng's arms.

"Hello to you too."

Caressing the little cabbage's jade-like body, An Qisheng smiled slightly.

This little cabbage demon became enlightened because it was born in the eyes of the big demon's tomb. It was transferred to Dragon's Back Mountain by that rabbit, and landed in another place where the big demon's seal was broken.

Two consecutive places, both related to the big demon.

Is this a coincidence?

But it is the manifestation of his luck.

Even in the previous battle, Tuba himself was in a huge crisis, and Xiao Baicai was ignorant, but he was not harmed.

Even if Tuba dies in battle, this little guy will not be affected.

The wonder of luck lies within it.

It may not seem obvious, but in fact, it is real.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm ready to leave."

Tu Ba calmed down his complicated feelings and sighed: "I can't stay here for long."

He felt reluctant to give up. This wooden city was the accumulation of his hard work for more than a hundred years, but he had no choice but to give up.

After being discovered one after another, he lost confidence in the concealment of the terrain here.

I escaped this time, what about next time?

"It's right to leave."

An Qisheng nodded and agreed. This rabbit demon was not too stupid after all and had already given up on Mucheng.

"I also hope that fellow Taoists can properly resettle the people of this city. Although they are refugees, they can..."

Usagi said, his eyes a little red.

He initially thought of using this city to practice what he had learned, but after more than a hundred years of getting along, how could he not have feelings for it.

"etc!"

Gong Yangyan appeared out of nowhere, and when he heard this, he was furious: "This, what does this have to do with us? Master, you must not agree."

He had a headache, but he was afraid that his sect leader would agree.

This wooden city is not big, but it has close to 100,000 people!

There were not many 100,000 people, and Lin Qianlong seemed to be able to crush him to death with one kick, but it was too difficult to settle the people in this city.

Not to mention the problems of traveling in the mountains, finding a city to accept him, subsequent resettlement, etc., just thinking about it makes Gong Yangyan's head as big as a bucket.

He is a general manager of internal affairs. There is no need to think about these things. As long as he agrees, he will do them himself.

"you"

Usagi wanted to retort, but he kept his mouth shut. This in itself was too much, and he had nothing to say.

"Master, if we just find a place for these refugees to stay, that would be easy. However, the reason why they become refugees is that they cannot survive in the city."

Gong Yangyan's face softened a little, and he smiled bitterly: "We still have a lot to do, why not let the commanders of the town army do this?"

"Why move?"

An Qisheng knew the thoughts of one person and one monster very well, but he didn't want to say more. He just waved his hand and let them all go out.

He has already paid attention to this city.

Just because Tuba can't protect the people in this city, doesn't mean that others can't protect them either. For example, there is one person in this city who can.

Gong Yangyan stopped talking and retreated in dismay.

An Qisheng was still sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, his heart rising and falling.

All kinds of pictures kept flashing in his mind.

The battle of the Seven Treasures Tree, the five-color divine light cutting down the sky, and the old way under the tea tree on the top of the mountain.

No confirmation is required.

Even if he couldn't sense the breath in the picture at all, An Qisheng could still know that the old man was himself.

In other words, it is the incarnation of the soul that he killed.

only,

He fell.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree"

An Qisheng took out a deep breath and stared at the six-round sun rising above the dawn light.

The incarnation of his soul possesses all of his memories and supernatural powers except for dreaming, and is almost another version of himself.

He fell.

If I had done it myself, I would have fallen into the same trap.

The water in the Emperor's Heaven Realm is too deep.

Buzz~

In the sea of ​​​​mind, the three-hearted blue soul child can't help but turn. It is analyzing and gathering the information contained in the broken pictures.

"What's blocking my peek?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself, unable to calm down for a while.

There is a lot of information contained in this text. Although there are many breaks and missing parts, it is enough for him to capture a lot of things from it.

He knew very well that this text must have been left to him by the person who called himself 'Si Mi'.

The reason for the sudden stop was not because the man was trying to be mysterious, but because there was an indescribable force that blocked his prying eyes.

In other words, those years were indeed sealed by others, and even separated from heaven and earth!

Even the incarnation of his soul conveyed the message to him in this way.

Most of them were completely cut off.

"Mr. Monster, then, is that you? Something strange."

After being busy for a long time, the three-hearted blue soul boy just stopped, curious.

"Yes and no."

An Qisheng felt a little confused, because until this moment, he had never sensed the location of other soul fragments.

The heart is infinite, but people have limits.

The method of incarnation in the true sense is a great magical power that even he cannot master at this time.

At this time, he was unable to create an incarnation whose mind, thoughts, and cognition were completely different from his own.

Self-destruction of the soul is an exception.

Because in a sense, it was him cutting out everything except his own wisdom.

Without his blessing and influence, it is really possible for those fragments of his soul to give birth to thoughts and cognitions different from his own.

This is what is called ‘I am not myself’.

Of course, the root of this lies in his exploration of the 'soul template'. Among the self-destructed souls, there are already his various explorations of the method of 'incarnation'.

There is nothing wrong with saying yes, he can, and saying no.

"Behead three corpses?"

The little blue-skinned monster murmured. When An Qisheng didn't answer, he angrily told the results of his analysis:

"To be able to cut off time and completely erase a piece of information from heaven and earth, the person behind the scenes must be an immortal species, or even more."

"Even heaven and earth have no memory of those years."

As a message being, Lan Lingtong rarely encounters information that he cannot parse.

But there are exceptions.

For example, this message is no longer even between heaven and earth.

"It may not be possible."

An Qisheng also felt solemn in his heart, but naturally he would not give up easily: "Even if someone erases these years from heaven and earth, there are still people who have experienced it!"

The more that person wants to seal off those years, the more it proves that there is something he needs in it.

At this time, he also had a clear understanding in his heart.

The traces that I could see from Taoist Lu's fate may have been deliberately left by the incarnation of his soul.

Thinking of the big demon underground, he was determined and had a plan.

"You mean that big demon underground?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy reacted immediately and shook his head: "Mr. Monster, since that person has such means, it is inevitable that you will not discover your existence just because you peeked into those years."

It is a little afraid.

Being able to strip away and obliterate the information of heaven and earth, in a sense, also has the ability to completely destroy it.

"Let's talk about it later."

An Qisheng had a calculation in his mind, and as soon as he thought about it, the information collected by the three-hearted blue soul boy flowed through his heart.

The information contained in that text is incomplete and is confused and reversed. Only by looking at the picture, there is very little information.

But after the three-hearted blue soul boys gathered together, it became clear.

The ability of this little blue-skinned monster is enough for it to dig out the most minute things contained in the picture.

It can even simulate and calculate the weather, temperature, and even the number of vegetation and dust particles in the void at that time.

"Mr. Monster, there seems to be traces of human nature in that battlefield."

The three-hearted blue soul boy muttered, and then suddenly got startled: "Huh?"

The little blue-skinned monster was shocked.

In the deep sea of ​​​​mind illuminated by the bright mirror, among the large and extremely complicated divine patterns, there was a sound that it had never noticed.

A real voice came from it!

Actually, how can anyone hide the information? !

The three-hearted blue soul boy was completely shocked!

"teacher"

"Um?!"

The moment the extremely familiar voice sounded in his heart, An Qisheng's heart was shaken.

This is

Entering the realms of dreams, he has many disciples.

But at this moment, it is self-evident who can call him.

Buzz~!

The shock lasted only a moment, and An Qisheng's mind was so shocked that he had already put aside all the information in front of him.

In less than a moment, I had already followed that sound!

boom!

The next moment, a sound as loud as a bell exploded in his heart.

Then, there were endless and complicated divine patterns, which came from nowhere, but appeared in front of his eyes and in his heart extremely quickly.

Rolling, drumming.

In the end, he seemed to see a world of ups and downs in the shadow outlined by the endless divine lines.

In a daze, he saw the stars twinkling in the world and the sky was dark.

I saw the vegetation, mountains and rivers, the boundless ocean, the sky and the sea of ​​clouds, as well as the strange vehicles and dragons crisscrossing the mountains, rivers and land.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of people on the boundless land, and surrounded by the boundless sea of ​​clouds, there is a majestic and huge divine court that stretches for thousands of miles.

That side of the divine court is majestic and sacred, and the divine light on it is like substance, spreading through every detail.

It stands at the end of the sky, seemingly higher than the sun.

In a daze, he seemed to see a person standing in front of the gate of the divine court.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, his beard and hair were gray, his body was not very tall, but his aura seemed as vast and surging as the sea of ​​stars.

And just when he looked at him, the old Taoist raised his eyebrows as if aware, and a thrilling light flashed in his clear eyes.

Like a bright star shining in the dark night!

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