His divine will pass through the night, stroked the silver moon, and gently stroked the yellow dog that whistled to the long moon along the moonlight.

It seems that there is a faint sound echoing between heaven and earth:

"I haven't done my best, but I have done my best. The future will not be with me after all..."

He did not do anything to suppress the "Heaven" in this world, but to eliminate the disasters of the world. The ten evil spirits of the emperor are still there, and the threat of the emperor is still there.

The future of the human world is not something he could predict at this time.

However, people will save themselves, and God will save them. He has done everything he can do, whether to win or lose, but it depends on the sentient beings in this world.

As the sound of the lingering sound faded, Sa Wuling seemed to have some sense of consciousness, but he never saw anything after all.

An Qisheng took a last look at the disciple who passed on his own way, and his divine will gradually subsided.

Leaving there.

It is hard to parting, but it is hard to parting. It is better to not see each other than to see each other than to see each other.

.........

Time is like water, and time passes.

Time is like sand, and inadvertently disappears into the world.

In a blink of an eye, it was a thousand years after the Battle of the Netherworld and the Sky.

Over the past thousand years, human fortunes have been like fire cooking oil. The tilt of the world has nurtured countless outstanding talents, indicating an unprecedented era.

For thousands of years, Sa Wuling adhered to the way of his army, stood in Qingdu, and dominated the world, allowing generations of outstanding talents to emerge one after another, but no one could shake the world's number one position.

Even in the thousands of years of waves, the most brilliant star is his disciple Wang Lingguan, followed by Wei Shaoyou.

One master and two disciples have already occupied the top three in the world. The Tai Chi Taoist temple is dominating the world, and countless people are respected by it.

Everyone in the world wants to worship in Tai Chi Taoist Temple. Sa Wuling was inspired by this and preached at Qingdu Fengshentai, benefiting practitioners all over the world.

Countless practitioners are grateful for their kindness.

Sa Wuling was therefore respected as the Master of Heaven.

The peace of the world seemed to continue until one day a thousand years later, Sa Wuling woke up on the Central Land Fengshen Platform.

I saw that the stars outside the sky were filled with evil spirits, and the vast evil spirit fell from the sky, shaking the world, and countless people were shocked.

The emperor and heaven are ten immortal monsters, these ten immortal monsters are reborn again, appearing together, coming from the starry sky, setting off a huge starry sky storm, trying to destroy the world!

Then, he laughed a long time, said bluntly, and walked into the starry sky.

On that day, the yin evil in the starry sky roared, roared and shook the sky, and the celestial phenomena changed, almost affecting the entire world, and even stars shattered and fire rained in the sky.

This battle lasted for three days and nights, and the fire from the sky dyed the world red.

At the end of the battle, the emperor and the gods were suppressed again in the sea of ​​stars.

On the same day, the sea of ​​thunder seemed to be rolling in the depths of the starry sea, carrying the momentum of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, bombarding the starry sea.

Later, there seemed to be a legendary divine court coming to the world, with its mighty pressure shocking the sky, the sky and the sky, intertwining with the sea of ​​thunder.

The punishment of heaven comes again!

After the First World War, Sa Wuling disappeared and was suspected to have died.

For a moment, the world was covered with mourning, and all living beings cried.

The following year, his disciple Wei Shaoyou, with the support of the Tai Chi Taoist Protector, inherited his master's aspirations and became the second generation of Heavenly Master!

In the same year, the new Tianshi Wei Shaoyou spread the world and changed the calendar.

It is known in history as the eleventh century of the Emperor!

Then came the era of the Tai Chi Taoist temple being extremely glorious.

Ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years... until sixty thousand years!

The Tai Chi Taoist temple runs through the entire river of history, and generations of Tianshi masters have passed down from generation to generation, always standing on the top of the world, and oppressing one after another.

Become the true master and protector of the eleventh century of the Emperor Heaven.

One day sixty thousand years later, the door of a temple that appeared in the endless sea of ​​the Western Land was slowly pushed open in the depths of the wind and sand.

A young monk who seems to be born first, or as if he is three or four years old, wearing a wide monk's robe, big ears and deep eyes, stepped into the world in the bright sunshine.

"Amitabha!"

The young monk clasped his hands together, but he recited the Buddha's name like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

The wind and sand in the vast sea were howling, but there was nothing to do with it. Even the hurricane that was swept through the yellow sand was already calm when its calm eyes fell.

Almost at the same time.

The polar land of the East Land, a land of rising sun, is a nameless island located in the depths of the East Sea. A full of vicissitudes of time, as if the door of the Taoist temple that has existed since ancient times has also been slowly pushed open.

A Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth, a handsome face, but a bit old-fashioned, still with Chu Shengzhi on his back, slowly spreading his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world:

"I am finally born with the blessings of the Immortal Heavenly Lord!"

boom!

Under the endless ice ocean in the southern continent, undercurrents were surging, and countless ferocious beasts and fish were suddenly alarmed by some breath, and they started bloody massacres between each other.

It seemed that in just a moment, the huge glacier had been dyed red.

Then, a small figure walked out from the endless sea of ​​blood and the extremely evil aura.

The figure was three feet high and low, wearing a bloody coat, with evil eyes, holding a blood arrow in his arms, lazily stepped on the glacier, taking a deep breath, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, he looked up at the north as if he had some awareness.

Almost at the same time, the little Taoist boys before the Dongji Taoist Temple and the little monks outside the Western Desert Temple also felt something and looked at them at the same time.

I saw ripples appearing on some mountain and river in Zhonglu, and a man sang softly and walked out of the void:

"The road to the pass is as iron as iron, and now we are stepping forward again... three little guys,
Chapter completed!