Once upon a time, the grass grew and the warbler flew.

In the drowsy afternoon, Zhou Dao drooped his head and looked out the window, hearing the sound of writing hard and the chattering teachings.

Countless knowledge is poured into his mind like a scripture, coming in from the right ear and out from the left ear.

Such a scene seems to have long since become light and shadow, gradually blurring as it goes farther and farther.

When Zhou Dao heard the familiar mantra-like words again, his memory came back like a tide.

He stared blankly at the young man in plain clothes and standing barefoot, his eyes trembling.

This scene is just like when he was dozing off in class and there was a snickering sound in his ear. When he looked up, it was the serious face. Under the sun, his bald forehead was shining with strange oil. A strand of hair fluttered in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, with a roar, he woke up from his sleep and stood at the back with his textbook.

"How...how could it be?" Zhou Dao couldn't believe it.

This kind of feeling has never been seen before. Old people say that one of the joys in life is meeting old friends in a foreign land.

At this moment, there is probably no one in this world who understands the true meaning of this sentence better than him.

Zhou Dao took a step forward, still a little unbelievable, and subconsciously said: "The king of heaven covers the earth tiger!?"

The barefooted youth smiled slightly: "Chicken stewed with mushrooms!"

"My dear!"

Zhou Dao opened his arms and slammed towards him. Just as he was about to hug the barefooted youth, the surging blood gas turned into a thunder and fire sword, and he slashed forward.

rumbling...

The thunder was violent, the karma was burning, and it turned into an unparalleled sword light, and it fell.

The barefoot youth smiled slightly, and disappeared like a dream bubble.

"Since seeing the old man, why did you take action?"

The barefooted youth reappeared before the offering table. He looked at Zhou Dao, still smiling and right.

"Pretend to be your mother, set up a fascination formation with me, and confuse my Dao heart?" Zhou Dao sneered.

From the moment he entered the Thousand Gods Hall, he began to feel that something was wrong.

The dilapidated Taoist temple in front of him is clearly the one in Ping'an Town, which has long been demolished.

Zhou Dao grew up there since he was a child, even if he turned into ashes.

Entering the Taoist temple, the stone carvings of the sunset in Cangshan are enshrined on it.

These are all the deepest imprints in Zhou Dao's heart, lingering for a lifetime.

At this moment, this mysterious barefoot youth appeared, and he came from the same place as Zhou Dao.

This has touched the deepest secret of his soul.

Step by step, gradually deepen, how can there be such a coincidence in this world?

"Just based on these? You are too sensitive." The barefoot youth smiled.

Zhou Dao hugged the little black cat, looked vigilant, and shook his head: "Based on my feeling, you are not a good thing."

He has been forbearing in Pingjiang City for so many years, respecting the small and being cautious, and he has already developed this instinct of seeing the wind and knowing the grass.

"Human senses are the most unreliable." The barefoot youth whispered.

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed: "I wasn't sure just now, but now I have full confidence."

While speaking, thunder surged, flames scorched, and a terrifying sword light collapsed in front of Zhou Dao.

"why?"

"Because you're not human."

rumbling...

Thunder and fire in the same sky, turned into a fierce sword light, and slashed at the barefooted youth.

The latter figure flickered and disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared at the door of the Taoist Temple.

At the same time, Zhou Dao suddenly appeared in front of him like a shadow, the Hundong Zhen Qi was running wildly, condensing in the eyebrows, the divine light like a sword, wrapped in pure destructive power, pierced the barefoot youth's body.

"Zhou Dao, you are very good." The barefoot young man smiled slightly.

It seems that such an attack did not cause any substantial damage to him.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Everything around him dissipated like a cloud of smoke, the scene changed, and another world appeared in front of him.

Zhou Dao was stunned, showing an incredible look.

The end of the road at dusk, Cangshan sunset.

It seems to be the end of the sky here, and the mountains in the distance are ancient and quiet, like a monument, standing ruthlessly above the earth.

The big sun fell, as if to bring the last brilliance of the world into the abyss.

From then on, in the vast world, there is only despair and loneliness.

"The sunset on Cangshan Mountain, what does this mean?"

Zhou Dao Qingyu, it is not the first time he has seen this scene.

"This is the future."

At this moment, the barefooted young man walked over slowly. Unlike just now, he was covered in blood, and his stern face was full of sadness and vicissitudes.

"future?"

"You are your future, Cangshan sunset, the end of the world."

The barefoot youth pointed to the front.

The setting sun is like blood, the red river is flowing, the corpses without books are piled up like mountains, and the surrounding soldiers are broken swords.

The tombs were bathed in a **** sunset.

One of them is like a forged bone, with a peculiar shape and a crown on it.

There is another one, which is shaped like a mountain and is engraved with a monster totem, like a golden chrysanthemum in full bloom.

...

Above the **** corpse mountain, there was only a lonely voice, sitting on the broken throne, with a dog lying beside it.

The world is vast, and it seems that he is the only one left.

He is like a ghost abandoned by the world, staying here alone, forever and ever, like a curse.

"Cangshan sunset, is this the result you want?"

At this moment, a grin resounded, shaking the world.

Zhou Dao's mind was greatly moved, and he jumped across the end of the sky, where a stalwart figure emerged, like the sky like a deep, exuding immortal power.

"Yuanzu!?"

"You fight all your life, and in the end, you are the only one left."

The mocking laughter spread all over the world, resounding under Cangshan.

"The ending is already doomed, you can't change anything."

rumbling...

The scene in front of him was as real as it was, and that feeling was constantly impacting Zhou Dao's mind and blending into his divine soul.

All of this is the reality and the future.

His soul trembled.

That kind of loneliness penetrates deep into the bone marrow, as if out of tune with this world.

Everything will perish.

"Zhou Dao..."

If the little black cat felt it, it did not sink deep into it, and let out a loud cry.

"it's useless."

The barefooted youth shook his head.

"Who the **** are you?" The little black cat's hair stood on end, and he was immediately alert.

"Life is alive, what you are attached to, want to have and fear to lose."

The barefooted youth looked at Zhou Dao and felt the fluctuation of the latter's soul.

"What you want and what you fear are all evil obstacles. Only when you see your nature with a clear mind can you see the gods..."

"Thousands of Gods!?"

The little black cat was shocked, looking at the barefoot young man in a trance.

She also knew a thing or two about the Thousand Gods Temple. How could there be such twists and turns when entering the temple to worship the gods?

"He is different from anyone." The barefooted youth whispered.

"When the sun sets in Cangshan, he must have a great enemy in the future."

"Great enemy!?" The little black cat was vigilant.

"An unimaginable enemy...if it's possible..." The barefoot youth muttered softly, looking at Zhou Dao with an ethereal gaze.

"Break through the obstacles, and see the gods, and look at his own creation."

rumbling...

Zhou Dao's spirit had violent fluctuations.

Whatever you want and whatever you fear is a hindrance.

For him, this is an inevitable doom.

...

There are thousands of gods in the temple, each of which is hidden in a lattice, and the incense is lingering, and it will never end.

At this moment, the deepest part of the Thousand Gods Temple.

In a hidden lattice, in the darkness, incense flickers, bringing the only brilliance.

Xiao Li lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Under the nourishment of the incense, he miraculously survived, and with his last breath, he walked back from the gate of hell.

"Humans, an existence that cannot transcend life and death, will always be so weak."

At this moment, an indifferent voice resounded in the lattice.

"Who? Who's there?" Xiao Li was horrified, looking at the empty surroundings, and finally, raised his head suddenly, his eyes fell on the statue in front of him.

In the lingering incense, the statue appears hazy and illusory.

Its appearance is also very strange, with chains wrapped around its body, like a corpse, with an invisible body and a faceless face.

"You?" Xiao Li was incredulous.

God is the condensation of faith, the channel of communication between heaven and man.

He had never heard of gods having consciousness.

This is incredible.

"A disciple of the Imperial Palace? It's really sad. It's like a lost dog."

The mocking voice resounded again, revealing deep disdain.

Xiao Li clenched his hands tightly, and deep unwillingness and humiliation surged in his heart.

This time, he thought that he could kill the Quartet by relying on the Qingming demon bone, and completely establish his reputation.

But who ever thought that he was defeated in the hands of Zhou Dao, and he was ripped off by Zhou Dao before he entered the Thousand Gods Temple.

Such great hatred, even if the water of the East China Sea is poured out, it is difficult to wash away.

"Power is the only thing in this world."

The cold voice came to Xiao Li's ears again.

Losing the Qingming Demon Bone, let alone defeating Zhou Dao, even if he returns to the Imperial Palace, he will be squeezed and suppressed. The former enemy will never be merciful to her.

"I……"

At this moment, Xiao Li has never been so eager for power. As long as he can regain the power that overwhelms Zhou Dao, he can sacrifice everything.

"Dedicated to me, you can get what you want."

There was a strange fluctuation from the strange **** statue again, and the incense that lingered was like an abyss, wrapping Xiao Li.

"I'm willing to give everything!" Xiao Li gritted his teeth and let out a bitter roar.

Instead of living as a waste, it is better to fight.

The statue in front of you may really be able to do it.

Xiao Li didn't even know that this was a **** statue hidden in the Thousand Gods Hall and not visible to anyone.

As early as when the Great Ancestor established the Thousand Temple, it was convenient to bury the seeds here.

rumbling...

The strong incense penetrated into Xiao Li's body under the traction of the **** statue, grafting the two like a bridge.

Xiao Li's body has undergone an unprecedented transformation, and the blood is derived from it, turning into a strange real soul.

This kind of feeling has never been seen before, and it is more powerful than when he fused the Qingming Demon Bone.

At this moment, he was convinced of the power of the statue in front of him and became extremely pious.

"Great existence, please let me know your name." Xiao Li asked with a trembling voice.

rumbling...

The lattice vibrated, and the lingering incense deeply concealed the eerie statue.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of ancient words resounded, as if piercing through the years.

"You can call me Yuanzu!"

...

Thousand Temples, another lattice.

Donghai Hou stared blankly at the statue in front of him, even though he had already stepped into the [Guiyuan Realm], but at this moment, his heart was still filled with strong envy and jealousy.

In the lingering incense, a majestic statue of a **** appeared. The stone mill behind him looked like the sky on his back, with three heads and six arms, holding a magic weapon.

Even he felt a strong sense of oppression.

It can bring such a sense of oppression to a strong Guiyuan realm. There is no doubt that the statue in front of him is the legendary first-class statue.

Great Black Heaven!

"Hahaha, this is [Da Hei Tian Ming Zun]. According to rumors, the great sun has fallen and the heavens have fallen into darkness. It is this **** who controls the world and breeds new sun and moon."

Wu Cangshan laughed, with excitement and madness in his eyes.

Every statue has its legends and myths.

Passed down from generation to generation, it records the glory and mystery of the past.

Dahei Tianmingzun belongs to the legendary level among many statues.

After the fall of the great sun, this great **** occupied the heavens and the earth.

His body turned into endless darkness, controlling the fate of all beings.

"A first-class **** statue, if you can inherit this **** statue and step into the real realm... what is Zhou Dao?"

Wu Cangshan showed ambition.

A first-class **** statue, destroying the world, can get the recognition of this **** statue, it is a great creation, once he achieves Xuan Gong, let alone Zhou Dao, even Yan Jun, who has long been promoted to Yuan Wang, will be suppressed by him.

"Brother, watch it, watch how I become the biggest demon in the world."

Wu Cangshan raised his head and laughed, unprecedentedly crazy.

...

"God of Disaster Feather!?"

A bizarre statue appeared in front of Wu Xuanxin's eyes, shaped like a bird, with feathers all over his body like a cloud of smoke, exuding ominous and strangeness, and even the surrounding incense began to twist.

A terrible sense of oppression overflowed every corner of the lattice.

This bizarre statue is permanently banned here, and it seems that as long as it spreads out, it will bring huge disaster.

In ancient legends, this is a strange bird that appears only when all methods are dead, the origin of the apocalypse, and disasters spread over the earth.

"I didn't expect that I would also be able to get a first-level statue."

Wu Xuanxin looked at the [Disaster Feather God] and let out a sigh.

The opportunity of man is too mysterious. Not long ago, he was an abandoned son of the Hou family who was abolished by Zhou Dao.

But in just a few months, he not only regained his strength, devoured the essence of Ye Kong, and even obtained a first-level statue, stepping into the real world, only in front of him.

"Zhou Dao, are you here too? In this way, I can overwhelm you."

Wu Xuanxin murmured softly, and when he stepped out, he had to break through immediately.

rumbling...

At this moment, a violent vibration came, and the ground split and landslide filled the entire Thousand Gods Temple in an instant.

Amidst the scattered incense, even the statue of the God of Disaster Feather uttered a cry.

"What happened?" Wu Xuanxin's complexion suddenly changed, not knowing why.

At this moment, everyone in the Thousand Gods Hall felt a strong sense of unease.

In the depths of the Thousand Gods Temple, that mysterious place.

A magnificent breath rose into the sky, rushed out of the Thousand Gods Temple, and rushed out of Taobao Mountain.

Huang Huang Wei Wei, like a big sun rising into the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth.

In the mysterious light and shadow, Cangshan sunset, Zhou Dao opened his eyes, he looked at the terrifying figure at the end of the sky, and stepped out without fear.

What about loneliness across the years?

What if relatives and friends wither and bury all sentient beings?

The big deal is that if this piece of heaven and earth is sacrificed, the sun and the moon will change, and all phenomena will resume, and everything can be repeated.

rumbling...

In an instant, the sight in front of him disappeared.

Zhou Dao's divine soul is like a divine soul, bursting out with a splendid splendor that pierces the sky.

His heart was firmer than ever.

"What is the truth of the great world, there is no fear and no worries..."

The barefooted youth looked at Zhou Dao with great relief.

He finally saw the unbreakable Dao heart, without fear and worry, stepping on karmic obstacles.

"Clear your mind and see your nature, you can see the gods!"

The figure of the barefoot youth completely dissipated, neither coming nor going, as if it never existed.

At this moment, the original appearance of Qianshen Temple completely appeared in front of Zhou Dao.

Unlike everyone else, Zhou Dao stood in the center, and his whole body glowed with immeasurable brilliance.

Thousands of statues sing in unison to move the sky~lightnovelpub.net~ alarmed Cangshan and shook the capital.

In the sky, countless phantoms flicker, like the projection of gods, magnificent, reflecting the world, all facing the same direction.

"Then... what is that? Thousand Gods Projection, stand up and worship!?"

In the capital, one after another terrifying aura rose into the sky for unknown reasons.

In the Thousand Gods Hall, Zhou Dao let out a long whistle, running his magical powers.

An ancient statue of the gods shone with brilliance and resonated with it.

"What is he going to do?" The little black cat was shocked.

The incense of the gods pervaded and was born, entwining towards a statue of a god.

At this moment, what Zhou Dao is doing is going to be crazy like never before.

At the setting sun on Cangshan, all the gods worship me! !

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