Chapter 447: If a Taoist falls into the mist, the overall situation may not be uncertain.

Chapter 447: If a Taoist falls into the mist, the overall situation may not be uncertain.

"Lu Xuan is the incarnation of Taiyi. Everything about Lu Xuan is everything about Taiyi."

"But, Qingxuan is not."

Taoist Qingxuan stood quietly, muttering to himself, giving soul to the clay figure of blood and tears.

The clay figurine turned into a baby and lay quietly in his arms. He laughed at first and then cried for the first time in his life.

The cry was so loud, like a thunder, that awakened Taoist Qingxuan's tired mind.

Taoists are transforming.

The shackles are removed and the self is reborn.

He obviously didn't do anything, but his energy, energy, and spirit all increased by 30%.

Thirty percent is not much. Compared with the cultivation level it represents, this increase is almost negligible, but!

But Qingxuan's [Jing] is the transcendent true body, and [Shen] is the transcendent true spirit, obtained from Emperor Wa, but at this moment, the increase is 30%. On the level of [Jing] and [Shen], he.

He surpassed the Emperor Wa when he made the final leap, and surpassed the [quasi-transcendant] when he split into three parts.

The body trembles slightly, the soul is clear, the thoughts are clear, the soul of the self sheds its remaining shell, breaks free from the shackles, old things are dispersed, and new things are born.

Even the Dao Heart that was originally torn, shattered, and collapsed has been re-established in a rudimentary form, and with just the rudiment, this Dao Heart is already better than before!

Just like the new life after the collapse of the Epoch Times, just like the Shangqing was followed by the Yuqing, and just like the

Break, then stand.

for a long time.

Qingxuan put the baby in the basket, took it to Qianlong City, and placed it calmly in front of a house.

He has issued the Tianxian, and from now on, the baby will only be called Lu Xuan.

After doing all this, Qingxuan did not leave directly, but quietly sat cross-legged on the clouds, his figure was pale and undetectable.

He just watched quietly, and when he had time, he picked up the fishing rod and threw it into the universe. Within the reasonable range of his identity as [Guangcheng Palace Master], he ensured that [Epoch Backlash] would not be triggered and the fish would be caught. With two ounces of luck, he hooked up with some big demons.

In a flash, nine years passed.

In the ninth year, Qianlong City was hit by a disaster. Xiao Luxuan staggered and fled to Donghai City. On a snowy day, he fell headlong into a shantytown.

"coming."

Qingxuan murmured softly, looked into the illusion, and saw Taiyi rising and falling in nothingness. Chu Tai was peeled out of his body, and he also walked into the shantytown and turned into Old Man Chu.

They are the second generation Taiyi, namely Xiao Huoer and Xihe.

Although he confirmed this, Qingxuan did not leave in a hurry. He just sighed softly and murmured to himself:

"The beginning of everything"

He watched as Little Luxuan was brought home by Old Man Chu, watched as the bronze fragment glowed faintly, watched as Little Luxuan dreamed of returning to his spring and autumn.

The gears of destiny began to turn.

"Next"

Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the clouds, quietly overlooking the bustling Donghai City, with a faint smile on his face, and said to himself:

"Two of the nine opportunities have gone, and there are still seven left. It takes four to complete the self and complete the path and fruit of Haotian, Bodhi, Houtu, and Buddha Mother. It takes one to enlighten the future Lu Xuan."

"In other words, if you have two chances, can you make arrangements?"

He fell into deep thought, combing through the ages, looking for the most suitable opportunities, and also checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

The state of [Enlightenment] is close at hand. All we need to do is to understand the remaining Tao fruits. What needs to be perfected is how to complete the last mission under the watchful eyes of Taiyi and Fuxi after returning to the original years. Completely become [Tao Ancestor].

"Yes."

Taoist Qingxuan smiled and walked slowly towards a certain place in Donghai City in the heavy snow.

………………

"Are you the newly appointed director of Longque Super Research Institute?"

In front of a large villa, a middle-aged man with a child less than ten years old was smiling, and his hands were full of gifts.

He lowered his head humbly:

"I, Ji Bochang, am the director of the Supervision Bureau. When I heard that you were taking office, I brought my dog ​​to visit you."

Ao Chengzhong raised his eyelids, a little surprised, Ji Bochang.

This name may sound fine if you hear it rough, but if you pronounce it in the dialect of certain regions, tsk.

The Earth Immortal couldn't help but ask:

"It turns out to be Director Ji. What is your son's name?"

Ji Bochang quickly pushed the confused little chubby man forward, and the smile on his face became a little more humble:

"Dog son Ji Boduan Xiaoduan, haven't you met Uncle Ao yet?"

A big snot bubble appeared on the little fat man's nose, and he shouted blankly:

"Hello, Uncle Ao."

Ao Chengzhong looked a little weirder, Ji Bochang, Ji Boduan.

What a name, what a name.

He was a little dumbfounded, waved his hand, and then said calmly:

"It's getting late, and my lady is also resting. You two should go back. You won't need any gifts. I'll just accept your kindness."

After a pause, Ao Chengzhong looked back at the people who came to give gifts and visit him and said:

"Everyone, please go back. It's snowy. Don't get hurt or frozen."

While talking, behind the window sill on the third floor of the villa, Yan Huang was holding little Yan Jiangxue, who was only nine years old, teasing her slightly and not paying much attention to what was going on underneath.

If Donghai City was not his hometown, he would not let his precious daughter come here.

Thinking about it, Yan Huang was slightly distracted. Back then, his master who had the title of Valkyrie was the one who accepted him in Donghai City.

Nothing is permanent.

If there really is reincarnation in this world, I wonder which family the Master went to?

If a person like Master could really be reincarnated, he would surely dominate one side, right?

While sighing with emotion, Yan Huang patted Xiao Yan Jiangxue who was chewing her fingers and said reproachfully:

"Hey, don't bite your fingers. How old are you?"

Xiao Yan Jiangxue flattened her mouth and took her little finger out of her mouth angrily, seeming a little unhappy.

At this time, outside.

While waiting, everyone who wanted to visit felt a little regretful.

The leader, Chu Shuangtian, the master of the Tengshe Grand Martial Arts Hall, smacked his lips, but did not dare to say anything more. He bowed respectfully, left his name, and planned to leave.

When leaving, everyone saw another figure coming in the heavy snow. They couldn't see it clearly, and it seemed to be shrouded in fog.

Ji Bochang said casually:

"Director Ao has no visitors, you'd better go back."

The visitor paused slightly, turned his head, looked at Director Ji through the chaotic fog, and then looked at Chu Shuangtian who was not far away. He seemed to be feeling a little emotional, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for reminding."

While talking, everyone realized that something was wrong. The strongest among them was Chu Shuangtian, who was close to the level of heaven and human.

But at this moment, when I carefully observed the Taoist in the mist, I could not help but feel trembling and heart palpitations.

In the rolling mist, you can vaguely see the rise and fall of many dark universes, accompanied by many terrifying phenomena, such as the kowtow of the giant Buddha, the collapse of the universe, the coexistence of the sun and the moon, etc.

Everyone's hearts suddenly felt cold.

"Your Excellency, who is this?"

Ao Chengzhong, who was about to go back to the house, looked extremely solemn, and the hairs on his body stood up one by one. Just now he tried to use his magical powers to see, but when he got nothing, every cell in his body screamed!

They were all screaming to warn him, invincible, invincible! !

True immortal?

Big product?

No, a true immortal has never given me such a feeling!

All of a sudden, the snow gradually became heavy, but the long street fell into deathly silence. The guests who came to visit did not dare to breathe. Ji Bo often shrank his neck and protected Ji Boduan behind him.

Chu Shuangtian's legs were trembling, and his scalp felt numb.

The Taoist in the mist continued to step forward and approached the villa. He stepped on the soft snow step by step, but he stepped on it like the sound of morning bells and evening drums!

The sound of bells cleanses the soul, and the sound of drums invigorates the deaf.

"It's you."

Yan Huang walked out at some point, his expression extremely solemn, but cold sweat was dripping from his back.

"Abba!"

A small head poked out from behind the door, but was pushed back roughly by Yan Huang. He trembled slightly, stared at the Taoist in the fog, and asked dryly:

"I wonder what the senior is doing when he comes here?"

The Taoist in the mist smiled:

"Chairman Yan, don't be so nervous. Pindao felt something in his heart and suddenly came here to have a chance."

He was sure that the previous Qingxuan Taoist had never done this, but he had to make some changes.

At this time, Chu Shuangtian, Ji Bochang and others on the side were all dizzy, feeling like they were in a dream, everything was unreal!

Yan. Chairman Yan? ?

A visitor sat slumped in the snow.

Yan Huang became even more nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he still saluted:

"I don't know the opportunity mentioned by senior."

"Nothing to do with you."

The Taoist in the mist smiled and waved to Yan Huang's back. The little girl waddled out, chewing her fingers.

Yan Huang's expression changed and he wanted to protect him, but in the end he did nothing. The mysterious man in front of him was too terrifying. If he really had bad intentions, it would be useless to risk his life.

Xiao Yan Jiangxue walked forward ignorantly, raised her head, chewed her fingers, and said softly:

"Uncle, who are you?"

Taoist Wu Zhong reached out and stroked the little girl's head. Chaos energy flowed on the girl's skin, making her itchy.

The Taoist said softly:

"You are so old, why are you still biting your fingers? You can't do this."

Xiao Yan Jiangxue pouted:

"Uncle, why are you like my father? Why are you in the fog?"

As she said that, she put her little head forward and squeezed into the fog. She looked up blankly and saw an old man with empty eyes. There seemed to be a sun in one eye and a moon in the other.

"Wow!"

Xiao Yan Jiangxue exclaimed:

"Uncle. No, grandpa, your eyes are so cool!"

The Taoist didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Isn't this little girl a social terror? Why were you so lively when you were a child?

He had no choice but to pinch Xiao Yan Jiangxue's cheek, smell the familiar peach fragrance, and said softly:

"I will give you a blessing. Forget what happened today. If you remember it again when the peach blossoms bloom on Yujing Mountain, remember that you are [enlightenment]."

He remembered clearly that later on, the Tao symbolized by Xiao Yan was the "Tao of Enlightenment".

After that, the Taoist gently tore off half of his true spirit and stuffed it into the deepest part of Xiao Yan Jiangxue's mental world, where a peach spirit was sleeping.

Half of the true spirits continued to dive, and finally turned into an ordinary peach tree behind the peach spirit. It looked ordinary and had nothing magical about it.

Taoist Qingxuan picked up little Yan Jiangxue and brought it back to Yan Huang who was sweating profusely. He then stretched out his hand and tapped the little girl's nose:

"Don't chew your fingers."

"I know, grandpa!" Xiao Yan Jiangxue nodded obediently.

Under the trembling gaze of countless pairs of eyes,

The Taoist in the mist slowly left.

Still stepping on the snow, I climbed to the sky in three steps. Each step was a vast vision, accompanied by the sound of the golden bell and the mercy of the sky.

This was something that had never happened to Lu Xuan in the past. Qing Xuan wanted to see if this entire past history of the Epoch Times would change in real time if interfered with?

He noticed that when he was still Lu Xuan, the memory of his childhood was deflecting, covering the previous memory. It was not inconsistent and no abnormality could be noticed.

In my memory, when I was nine years old, there were frequent visions during the heavy snowfall, the golden bells tolled, and the sky showed mercy. Grandpa Chu, who had just taken him in, was horrified.

Taoist Master Wu Zhong smiled.

………………

The Taoist returned to Guangcheng Palace. He was not impatient, sorting himself out, understanding the truth, and occasionally fishing in the sky. However, those three serious injuries made him grow older.

So, another seven years.

New calendar year 6823.

Accompanied by the immature magical power of [Mediating Creation], a grain of innate spiritual rice appeared in the shanty town of Donghai City.

Less than a month later, a jade box passed down from ancient times appeared in front of Taoist Qingxuan. In the jade box was the [Heavenly Book] left by the Great Heavenly Lord of Yuanshi.

"Qinghe, take your disciples, hold the Heavenly Seal, and go to Donghai City to find this Lu Xuan according to the instructions of the Heavenly Book."

"Yes, Senior Brother Qingxuan."

In the Guangcheng Taoist Palace, the old Taoist watched Qinghe leave with three disciples, coughing lightly and smiling broadly:

"It finally begins."

Next, is the use of the last free [Interference Opportunity].

If your judgment and prediction are correct.

The overall situation may not be uncertain.

Taoist Qingxuan straightened up with difficulty. The sun in his empty eyes was bright, and the lunar yin was also shining brightly.

He took out a breath and smiled:

"Fuxi, when did you start eyeing Lu Xuan?"

"When did you replace the period of history in which I created Lu Xuan?"

"I'm waiting for you."