It is not easy to compile these three Taoist rhymes into a data package.

Yue Yuanzhou can write, but he doesn't know much about the supreme mystery of these three Taoist rhymes, so it takes a lot of time to match the information contained in them with the underlying information of the world.

Of course, if Yue Yuanzhou studied first and fully understood these three Taoist rhymes, the process would be easy, but he did not have to do this.

Because Taishang Daozu understands.

Taishang Daozu understood the secrets of these three Taoist rhymes, so Taishang was responsible for the analysis, while Yue Yuanzhou knew programming, so he was responsible for the writing work. The two hit it off and started working in a tacit understanding, striving to analyze these three Taoist rhymes within three thousand years. Compilation is complete.

At the same time, there were turmoils everywhere in the wilderness.

In the Kunlun Mountains.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanyuan, and Shangqing Tongtian are discussing this matter.

"Brother, are we going to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon?" He looked away from the sky and said with an ugly expression on his original face.

Sanqing is the transformation of Pangu Yuanshen. He claims to be Pangu's authentic sect and possesses the merits of opening up the world. He is proud of himself in this ancient world, especially the original Tianzun. Except for Taiqing Laozi, he looked down upon no one.

But now there was someone who had attained the Tao before them and became a saint. How could he not embarrass him? But he looked like this, but deep down he wanted to go, but he was so arrogant that he couldn't say it out loud.

Tongtian's eyes flashed, and he said categorically: "The roads lead to the same destination. It is feasible for us to listen to the saint's way and use it as a reference to prove our own cultivation. It just so happens that we can also have a glimpse of the saint's grace."

Lao Tzu, on the other hand, looked indifferent: "The one who masters the path of Tao is the teacher."

Seeing that Laozi and Tongtian had expressed their opinions, the original Tianzun didn't worry about anything, he just nodded and said: "Good!"

Then the three of them left Kunlun Mountain and headed straight for Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain is in this area of ​​heaven and earth. It not only plays a role in supporting the heaven and earth, but is also the only way for monks to go to the prehistoric chaos.

In other words, the closer you are to the monks in Buzhou Mountain, the closer the journey will be.

Although Kunlun Mountain is located not far to the east of the prehistoric continent, it is much farther than the monks living in Buzhou Mountain, so Pangu Sanqing set off immediately after hearing the news.

The earlier you set off, the more time you have to spare, and you might be able to pick up some treasures along the way.

There were naturally many monks who had the same idea as Sanqing, so all of a sudden, all the monks in the prehistoric era set off one after another, using their special skills to rush to Buzhou Mountain quickly.

For the remote monks, three thousand years are already very tight.

At the same time, Pangu Hall.

The twelve ancestral witches gathered together and discussed Hongjun's sanctification. Generally speaking, they didn't pay much attention to this matter, so as they talked, the topic shifted from whether Hongjun should attend the sermon before he became a saint, to their respective cultivation experiences and the development of each tribe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not respect heaven or earth, but only respected Pangu. Moreover, they did not cultivate the soul, but only cultivated Pangu's true body. The saint's sermons did not have much appeal to them at all, but Houtu went quietly.

All the ancestral witches who had little interest in Hongjun's preaching went to one, let alone other existences.

For example, there are two people in the West: Jieyin and Zhunti.

As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, Zhunti appeared in front of Jieyin with a whoosh, with a rare smile on his face: "Brother Taoist, my west is barren and lacks spiritual energy. This time Taoist ancestors are preaching in Zixiao Palace, I will wait for you Let's go together, if you can learn some techniques, you can also benefit the people in the West."

"That's exactly what I meant. The West is barren, and we are the ones with great supernatural powers in the West. Naturally, we care about the creatures in this area!" Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of pain.

Having said that, the two of them set off directly. They couldn't hurry up. They only had three thousand years. Even though they were already in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, they still had to race against time because the prehistoric era was so big that Daluo Jinxian could not get there even if he traveled day and night for three thousand years. From the extreme west to the extreme east, and they are located in a barren land in the west, they must seize such an opportunity.

Before Hongjun preached about the prehistoric times, this was the speed at which the creatures in the prehistoric times were traveling. Of course, except for some extraordinary beings.

Outside Buzhou Mountain, there is a fairy mountain somewhere, in a fairy cave.

Nuwa and Fuxi looked at each other, then nodded tacitly, and then left the cave together, turned into flowing light, and headed towards Mount Buzhou.

Somewhere in the wilderness.

Emperor Jun (qūn) and Donghuang Taiyi were sitting on the main seat of a main hall. After talking with the ten demon gods, they decided that Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would lead a group to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If the top ten demon gods can improve their strength to a higher level after hearing the Tao, it will be the greatest good news for the demon clan.

At this moment, in addition to Xieyin, Zhunti, Pangu and Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa, Emperor Jun (qūn), Donghuang Taiyi, and Houtu, other great supernatural powers also set out one after another.

For example, Ancestor Styx in the Netherworld Blood Sea and Kunpeng in the Land of Northern Netherworld all left their respective dojos and embarked on the road of listening to Taoism. Ancestor Hongyun also set out from Huoyun Cave, met up with Zhen Yuanzi who set out from Wanshou Mountain, and traveled together.

Of course, these people are not the only ones who have great power in the ancient world. There are also others such as the Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West who have also ended their retreat and practice and gone to the Zixiao Palace.

There are people with great supernatural powers on the ancient earth, and they are naturally no different in heaven.

Just like this, a Daluo Golden Immortal flew out of the Beidou Star Territory. It looked like a woman, with her hair tied up in a bun, and a graceful and luxurious dress floating freely, and the decorative ribbons were clearly printed with stars. , faintly revealing the power of the stars.

Those who know her well will know that she is Doumu.

And on the lunar star, a ray of moonlight bloomed, forming a faint moonlight corridor, with one end connected to the lunar star and the other end to the vast galaxy, and then a chariot that combined elegance and tranquility rose into the sky. If the bright red brilliance runs on the moonlight corridor.

You can still vaguely see a beautiful figure sitting in the chariot.

Wrapped in light gauze, her waist is as plain as usual. Looking at it from a distance, it seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and it also floats like snow in the flowing wind. The beautiful shadow is hazy, like the dawn of dawn. If you look closely, it looks like green waves emerging from a lotus. If it is graceful and tranquil, it is also unparalleled in elegance. It is graceful and graceful, yet fresh and elegant.

The green silk waterfall hangs, hidden in the moonlight; the ribbon flutters, lost in the starlight.

Hazy and graceful.

For a time, all the creatures on the ancient land, either lowering their heads to rush, walking through the air, or taking a rest, all felt something in the dark. They felt a refreshing feeling in their hearts, but they seemed to be missing it. No matter what beautiful things, I can't help but look up

I saw a wisp of moonlight gradually dissipating like stars, and the trace of beauty gradually faded in the starry sky.

But at this moment, the sentient beings who looked up seemed to be blessed and enlightened.

Wangshu, walking on the moon!

The prehistoric continent is extremely vast, and the chaos is even more boundless.

When the prehistoric great supernatural powers who went to the Zixiao Palace arrived at the Buzhou Mountain area, they went straight up and rushed out of the sky. After passing through many mysterious spaces, they had to face the first barrier of this world.

The wall of the world.

This is the barrier between the prehistoric continent and the prehistoric inner universe.

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