"They are all of the Emperor of Heaven, and I don't know how stable they are." Fu Xuan was worried about Dao Tianjun's temperament and was speechless.

Subconsciously he deduced the years.

Only soon he was stunned, and the whole person was stupid.

There was a woman beside him, extremely beautiful, like a fairy on the moon.

"Fifty thousand years, you have survived." Shi Yun also had water mist in her eyes. She was slender and could not bear children, or should not have children. The most concerned thing in her life except for Fu Xuan was Dao Tianjun.

She regarded Dao Tianjun as her own child.

Now that he can see him, Shi Yun is delighted and happy.

Deeply embraced Dao Tianjun in his arms.

Two lines of tears slipped down and couldn't stop it anymore.

"Boy, you really lived for fifty thousand years." Fu Xuan went crazy when he saw this.

Fifty thousand years.

Is this still a human?

"Have you also cultivated the longevity body? Or do you have lived for three lives?"

After learning about Dao Tianjun's survival time and seeing that he was indeed alive, Fu Xuan finally thought about other issues.

"I only live for one lifetime." Dao Tianjun shook his head, "As for whether it is a longevity body, you don't know in your heart."

Hear the words.

Fu Xuan's eyes widened.

Immediately, Fu Xuan kept looking at Dao Tianjun, "Could it be that I missed my eyes at first, but now I have missed them too, are you not a human being?"

He was really surprised.

I live for fifty thousand years, are you a ghost?

Shi Yun was also surprised that Dao Tianjun only lived for one lifetime.

She never had the same idea as Fu Xuan.

"You may be able to go to the end on that road." Shi Yun said such words.

On this day.

Dao Tianjun talked with Shi Yun and Fu Xuan for a long time.

Today, they wake up but open their eyes accidentally in the eternal sleep, and finally they have to go to sleep and cultivate until they reach the goal.

"Boy, you have to live well. It's okay if you don't have a group of people. If I wake up next time, you have to live."

After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he fell asleep.

Shi Yun also said similar words.

"I will." Dao Tianjun whispered as he closed the door of the attic.

Looking at Tianyu, standing in the small courtyard, he stood for a long, long time, passing by with a gust of wind.

No one exists on the spot.

The long river of years is flowing, and it has been lost from generation to generation.

The creatures in the wasteland don't know how many generations they have changed, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that the emperor in the undead mountain has always survived.

This is what the creatures in the wasteland know.

Because before the birth of a new generation, Emperor Zu will cultivate a group of people.

He is cultivating and groping his way through this.

For a Dao, different people's cultivation will have different changes, Dao Tianjun is using this for reference, whoever says that mortals must be inferior.

Mortals are the most fundamental creatures, and they are the people who make the whole world.

Some people may be born at the highest point.

However, they are not necessarily better than ordinary people and cannot be based on it.

At this time, Dao Tianjun was teaching people in every age. He did not escape from the world or live in seclusion, but taught in the wasteland.

because of this.

The life of Dao Tianjun's vitality and blood is well known to all creatures in the barren land.

"You said that ancestors can live a second life?"

Some creatures are asking their peers like this.

It's just that he got this answer.

"Then you need Dao Ancestor to live enough to know, do you know how long Dao Ancestor can live in the first life."

Hear the words.

The creatures in the wasteland are speechless.

"Living forever."

I don't know when the creatures in the wasteland will associate this word with Dao Tianjun.

Another thirty thousand years have passed.

Dao Tianjun is 90,000 years old and has a long history of aura. He doesn't know when his vitality will fall.

"Similar flowers, what are similar flowers in Taoist ancestors? Reincarnation really exists. Will there be the same people?"

An innocent little creature in the wasteland asked Dao Tianjun this way.

Heard this question.

The calm color in Dao Tianjun's eyes had waves.

He was lost in thought.

He thought about this question, and now it is mentioned, because this little creature has heard about Xian Linglong, a kind of legend holder who can awaken past and present lives when brought into the fairyland.

Facing this problem, Dao Tianjun rang Ye Fan.

If I hadn't intervened secretly and did something back then, An Miaoyi and Qin Yao would have died.

And An Miaoyi died.

Ye Fan may be waiting now, waiting for someone.

At the same time, Dao Tianjun thought of Xiaomeng.

Similar words exist, and Ye Fan is a manifestation, and his disciple Huahua, if Ye Fan is similar to Ruren's brother, Huahua is similar to a Buddha, they are very similar, but they are not sure whether they are the same person.

"Death is a new beginning." Dao Tianjun thought of this question.

Should I go to the outside world and wait for that similar flower in Xiao Meng?

Ask yourself.

Dao Tianjun shook his head quickly, his eyes were extremely firm.

"There will be no similar flowers, only the same person, he is him, there will be no similarities, reincarnation, even if it exists, in my opinion, it is just a concept of rules, all thin paper tidbits."

He doesn't believe in similar flowers.

Because, even if there is, Dao Tianjun only believes in one life, the life of people he knows.

What if it is similar to live.

That is another person.

"Little dream is unique."

Dao Tianjun looked at the void with his eyes, as if to look at the illusory long river of time.

On this day.

There is a vast immortal energy in the Immortal Mountain, and Dao Tianjun's blood has doubled, shocking the world and extremely terrifying.

With his own power, he created a glorious and prosperous world.

The tycoons of the wasteland are all quasi emperors, extremely powerful, and peerless style, which has shaken the eternal history.

The Tao is still preaching.

Dao Tianjun is still in position, he is becoming more and more unfathomable, as if he is the origin of the universe, and he himself is a realm.

Between heads and feet, Dao Tianjun resonates with heaven and earth, and between dancing, thunder is mighty.

Stretch out your palm.

There was thunder and roar in the barren land, which made countless creatures tremble, thinking that someone was proving the truth.

Only in the end did they know.

All this is just the Dao Ancestor. He opened his five fingers, and the thunder in his palm was rushing, as if someone was proving the Dao, chaos surging.

For a time, the wasteland boiled.

During this time, Dao Tianjun was still preaching.

He also cultivated a great emperor.

That was a child of the Shui nationality, a descendant of Shui Miaomiao, a great-grandson of many generations.

One hundred thousand years have passed since this period.

The emperor of the Shui clan had been in power for 10,000 years. Originally, he could live longer, but he chose to take that path, resolutely without any hesitation.

"Taozu, how long is your life path, and how long can you live in one lifetime?"

Before leaving, the emperor cultivated by Dao Tianjun was asking.

Just after asking this sentence.

The great emperor interrupted himself. There was a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of respect, "I am very happy that you can live for so long. It's great."

This is the truth, he doesn't want to know, only knows it's really good.

The existence of Taoist ancestors, the wasteland is very fortunate.

At the same time, it's really good because he can let his venerable ancestor witness his growth with his own eyes. Instead of watching the most respected person die to make him sad, he can watch him become the pinnacle and send him to the road.

"I'm leaving." The Shui Clan's emperor said in a low voice.

He left afterwards.

The wasteland was in pain, and another great emperor left.

This was the most painful time in the barren land since the ages, but they looked at the Undead Mountain with more and more awe in their hearts.

In these 100,000 years.

A new emperor was born from the outside world, like the sky.

This person is not someone else, but someone who has "great grievances" with Dao Tianjun, Dique, the uncle of the Great Sage Kunzhou.

He didn't actually die, but was sealed.

Just as fellow Tianjun thought, Dique, Xia Jiuyou and others had the wrong time in their lives, otherwise they would have become gods, and it was the time that restricted them.

Dique had only lost to him when he fought against the Emperor of Fighting.

The fighting power of the emperor and emperor was ranked very high in the history of the eternal war. Fighting the holy emperor, this is the name of his ethnic group, and it is also a manifestation of the strong fighting power of the fighting holy emperor.

The people in the wasteland once thought that Diqian would come to him.

It's just that no one thought that he didn't. He had been sitting for eight thousand years alive. During this time, he entered the heavenly court, and the legend has it with Ye Tiandi.

Dique lived the second life, which was only a short period of eight thousand years.

For all this.

Dao Tianjun knew, but he hadn't made any movement, and had never thought of being born.

Another ten thousand years have passed.

Dao Tianjun, who had been sitting cross-legged in the Undead Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, stood up without moving.

His eyes flickered, and he looked at Fu Xuan's small courtyard.

On this day, he went to Fu Xuan's small courtyard and took him for another day. During this time, Fu Xuan exclaimed, and some whispered, more soft words.

I just don't know why.

The creatures in the wasteland felt a kind of depression, and there was a sense of loss and fear in their hearts.

"why is that?!"

Many people don't understand.

Dao ancestors are moving, why do they feel this way?

Could it be that Dao Ancestor is going to fall? Many creatures gathered near the courtyard where Fu Xuan was.

One by one powerful creatures arrived, and the quasi-emperor and the great sage arrived. The fierce beasts in the suppressed mountains trembled, and they stood quietly on that piece of land.

Until the time of three days passed.

Dao Tianjun walked out of the land.

The slender and tall, unparalleled immortal posture attracted the desolate creatures of this life to bow down.

"I have seen Dao Ancestor."

"I'm leaving." Dao Tianjun said with deep eyes.

Many people are shaking.

They finally understand why they panic~lightnovelpub.net~ It is Daozu who is leaving.

Some people can't understand what it means to leave, thinking it is death. Only some people, people at the quasi-emperor level can understand what it means, and which way to go.

Daozu, who has lived for two hundred and ten thousand years, is finally about to embark on that path. It is his path that has reached Dzogchen.

"Before this, I have something to do."

Finish saying this sentence.

Dao Tianjun walked towards the center of the wasteland, tore through the barriers of the world, and left the wasteland.

He is going to meet someone.

My good brother, Ye Fan...

...

If I say it’s over here, will I be beaten to death, (simply happy)