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Chapter 69 Bagua Furnace

The body on the sacred platform was stiff and rigid, like a statue that had been stored for countless years. Although the patterns were still lifelike and there was no sign of weathering, the dust, spider webs, and dry eyes all proved that this body had been standing on this altar for a long time.

In fact, this place was originally a Buddha temple, and I don’t know which “Qi Cang” was placed on the Buddha’s niche.

Later, more Qilang Buddha Temple were unhappy and demolished the Buddha Temple. Some advocated putting it in a coffin, some advocated finding a place to throw it away, and some advocated burying it in a cesspool.

In the end, after a long quarrel, everyone agreed to leave a place to burn incense, so they built the temple.

It’s okay, everyone comes to burn incense and sacrifice themselves—there is no respect, it’s more for fun.

There is also an inexplicable admiration.

Although they are all "Qi Lan", everyone is sure of the subject's spirit of desperation.

Even if it is my old Taoist Qilan; even if half of him are the incarnation of the Taoist ancestor.

Nothingness transforms into one qi, and one qi transforms into three purity.

'One Qi transforms into Three Clears' is actually a kind of magical power of the Great Dao. No matter whether it is "Taiqing", "Shangqing", and "Yuqing", it can operate and evolve into what you want.

"But this one is cruel enough!" Old Dao Qi said to himself. He could see that although this "body statue" looked ancient and lifeless, he knew that this person's body had begun to approach the "Yuanshi King".

According to Zhuge Hou’s plan, the five immortals can be certified together, and combined with the fetal immortals, any of the top ten karma positions can be replaced.

But Qi Long did not do this. He chose a more difficult path to repeat the Five Masters, integrate his memories of the previous life, and reenact the "creation of the flesh" with the help of ancient humans.

Even if it is only 50%, there are almost no one who dares to say that it can break through this body, whether in the human world or the upper realm.

That is the unity of the nine saints of Creation, comparable to the Creator of the other world!

However, whether it is the Yuanshi Heavenly King or the Creator, their thoughts are extremely pure and cannot tolerate any impurities. In a sense, they have to surpass the Emperor of Heaven.

Because when the sky is opened, there is no self, no world.

Although Qi Lan can reach this level of "opening the sky" realm by infinitely copying itself, the subject is still there, which means that there is me.

And with me, there will naturally be no world.

So within the past ten years, Qi Long dissipated his last thoughts and only the purest instinct was left.

And this instinct continues to operate and finally completes this level of physical body.

"It is worthy of being a monster, but how can a monster with no self reunion? You must know that every 'Qizang' has its own ideas, feelings, and desires."

"How strange, how strange, how strange, what did you think? No, what did I think."

Old Dao Qi circled around the other party, talking to himself, and his facial features were constantly changing. Sometimes it looked more like Qi Lan, and sometimes it looked like Old Dao Yu, that is, the Taoist ancestor.

"Hey, what are you going around?"

While he was thinking about it, the young man Qi Luan walked in, threw away the broken iron piece of knife-shaped in his hand, and sighed: "I haven't had a knife for many years, and my skills are wasted."

"Born and boring, I'm back."

The young Qi Lang jumped onto the sacred platform and jumped directly into Qi Lang's body, which made the body like an ancient statue a little more oily.

Old Dao Qi watched coldly, and in his eyes, the three clear divine lights rotated alternately, evolving for days.

In the number of days, the person in front of me is between existence and none.

A moment later, another Qi Lan came, wearing armor, with a boiling murderous intent, and his whole body was even more than the upper realm of the killing god.

"There are too few demons and ghosts in the world, and there is no need to find any powerful ones like slaughtering them, and it is even unlucky."

"You can kill Mount Dae'e."

"I am a killing god, not a stupid god. What other benefits can I do besides being cheaper than the third brother? It's better to go back to ancient times and kill it well."

Another Qi cage came over.

This Qi Luan is quite arrogant, dressed in a bandit, swaying with a scabbard around his waist.

"Ah? Ask me why I went back, of course it was because of the Sky Knife. This old guy said that only when he returns to ancient times can he have the opportunity to recast the knife and pick up the knife again."

"This Qilan is a fool. He actually abandons the knife in the middle. If he does not abandon the knife, there will be no such trouble now. What kind of thing is blocking in front of him? Just cut it off with one knife. Take off your pants and fart it, and you can do this in one go."

Old Dao Qi noticed that those who come to unite the body are either related to swords or killings; this shows that they have a high fit with the body subject. Whether it is regaining the knife or the civil war between the top ten in the world in the future, the subject can satisfy them.

However, there is still a considerable number of "Qi Cangs" that have nothing to do with the sword or even the Tao.

The three clear lights in the eyes of Old Dao Qi were running wildly, and the number of days on earth was activated. In all parts of the world, countless family affections, love, power, freedom, immortality, and obsessions were activated, and they made every effort to prevent the "Qi Cang from returning to the cage".

The ending was not unexpected. Under his careful manipulation, more and more Qilan were addicted to the outside world.

A strong man who is against the sky is not born so strong. During some time periods, Qi Lan has no magic power, qi and blood at all, and I don’t know how it evolved.

No matter how strong the mind of this type of person is, it is limited. Moreover, the Taoist ancestor himself evolved into a disaster, and this method can be compared with the inner demon.

More and more people are either addicted to, understand themselves, or settle down on the six senses.

Although Qi Lan's approach can minimize the distance from the other top ten, it has a huge flaw, that is, as long as there is a "Qi Lan" outside, it can be removed from the firewood from the cauldron.

It doesn’t matter if you die, but the living “Qi Cang” is the most troublesome.

Under the arrangement of Old Dao Qi, several "Qi Lan" had their cultivation "rather" rising, and even reached the brink of ascension.

Daozu wanted to directly ascend and raise Qi Lang's "three corpses" directly.

Affected by this, the stubborn stone above Huaguo Mountain suddenly trembled, and lights passed through thousands of feet, ten thousand feet, hundreds of thousands of feet, like a giant stick holding the sky, completely disrupting the number of days.

Suddenly, more than a dozen "Qi Lan" woke up. Some of them hesitated, some of them thought hard for several days and finally chose to return.

"This monkey!"

Old Dao Qi was furious, narrowed his eyes, and the sky immediately turned green clouds, and in the upper heaven, Taoist ancestor transformed into form.

"You haven't taken action yet!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is about to be born, and I want to protect the Dharma for him," said Dadaojun calmly: "Besides, have you resurrected Xing Tian? If he kills the upper realm, who will stop him except me?"

"Do you really think Xing Tian was resurrected?"

The two Taoist ancestors looked at each other, and the next moment, their eyes collided, and countless times evolved into their eyes and turned wildly.

"So that's it, I understand," Dadao Jun pondered for a moment and said, "then I will help you."

The Dao Lord bounced his fingers and a incense burner fell on the Bagua Platform.
Chapter completed!
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