Wu Yazi nodded jokingly and said: "In the past, I once took my disciples to visit the seventy-two tribes of the human race, and there were twelve thousand tribes in the wilderness.

You are not convinced that Qi Xuan is the first disciple of the saint, but have you ever experienced the journey and scenery he has traveled?

There is only one way in the world, the only way.

There are countless ways in the world, even for a saint, not even the way of heaven, not even Pangu, can reach them all.

You have to remember."

Wang Ming nodded and said, "Disciple has learned."

The old Taoist turned around, slowly raised his steps, and said, "Let's go."

The young people respectfully called each other, one old and one young, one behind the other, marching through the sky and the earth, boundless.

The old man and the young man are naturally the saints of Fuyun Mountain and the senior brother of Fuyu Mountain, who have been transformed into the world.

In the west, in a cold ice desert lies the only snow mountain in the west, Lingjiu Mountain.

In Lingjiu Mountain, there is a powerful person who is hidden in the world and few people know about it.

Today, this powerful man stands on the top of the snow-capped mountains. Under the blue sky stands a figure in black robes. He is a bit old, with black and white hair mixed in, and his face has gone through vicissitudes of life. No matter where he stops, such an old man will never stop.

It's a sad and depressing scene.

The old man stood upright, his waist, which was hundreds of yuan tall, straightened up in a rare way. The boy in the mountain had already cleaned the cave palace and made it spotless. This is by no means a description, but a fact, for the immortals.

"Since the saint has come, please show yourself."

The old man's voice was hoarse, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Yuanshi Tianzun walked out of the void and chuckled, "Friend Ran Deng, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

The old man shook his head, "It is an honor for this snowy mountain to have a saint come."

When Yuan Shi heard this, he glanced at the snow-capped mountains at his feet, took two steps, and made a crunching sound on the top of the snow that had accumulated for thousands of years, "Did fellow Taoist have guessed why Pindao came?"

Ran Deng shook his head and shook off a few snowflakes from his shoulders, "How could I guess the saint's thoughts? But in this bitter and cold place in the west, I am the only one with a handful of bones. Maybe I can be of some use to the saint.

Already."

Yuan Shi sighed and said: "Friend Ran Deng, there were three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace in the past. Even among all my colleagues, you were extraordinary. Now that you are so late, I never thought."

Ran Deng vaguely remembered that when he first took form, he had a handsome appearance, was young and youthful, and was willing to compete even for the supreme avenue. When he first ascended to the Purple Sky, three thousand mighty powers climbed to the heavens, and he, Ran Deng, could do it alone.

Dare to be enemies with others just to pursue the supreme road.

But in the end, everything is empty.

After experiencing the ancient times, the lich's struggle for hegemony, and the advent of the age of saints, Ran Deng knew that the only thing missing from the supreme road was the word "Shang".

Taoists regard the Tao as more important than life, and if they seek but cannot get it, the pain for Taoists is beyond words.

Therefore, the young man who dared to compete with the three thousand powerful avenues in the heavens was gradually smoothed and changed by time, and his heart of the supreme Tao became a heart of no desires and no pursuits.

Living in seclusion in the pure world of wind and snow all year round, you can enjoy tranquility.

This is not just the case of Ran Deng, but a true portrayal of less than half of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace.

Among the three thousand mortals, which one is not innately divine? Who is not extremely talented? Who is not holding a heart that seeks the supreme truth?

But there are only six holy places, so they are destined to have regrets throughout their lives.

Three thousand mortals, those who can be as pure and peaceful as burning lanterns have a good end, and a small number of them are forced to leave the vast chaos to create the world and work hard for the heaven and the earth.

There are still a very few who are still prominent, such as Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng...

The rest will return to heaven and earth, and be buried in the dust of history along with the lich.

But no one can say for sure that one day some of them will be reincarnated and return with their true spirit.

The victorious years of the past passed by his eyes one by one, Ran Deng said: "What does the saint want the old Taoist to do?"

Yuan Shi asked with a smile: "You agree now? You don't even hesitate?"

Ran Deng said: "The old Taoist just doesn't want to do useless work. What the sage wants me to do, am I a powerful person who can resist? Since the sage made the decision under Kunlun Mountain, the future of Lingjiu Mountain has been decided by the sage.

Fortunately, the saint can come here alone, stand with me on the top of the sky and ask me a question, which is enough to give me face. If I refute again, I will refute the saint's face, but I can't turn back, so I might as well leave it to fate.

"

"Agree to fate?" Yuan Shi smiled and said, "Since you obey the fate of God, God's destiny will definitely not disappoint you.

Fellow Taoist Ran Deng, my Chan religion is one of the three Taoist sects and the second largest sect in the East. I enjoy the immeasurable luck of the Eastern Victory China and teach countless disciples and disciples.

I would like to invite fellow Taoist monk Ran Deng to join me in explaining the teachings and explain everything about the teachings. As the second leader of the teachings, the disciples of the three religions should call you "Uncle" when they meet, and all the saints should treat each other as equals.

With the blessing of luck, great merits and virtues, and the great path forward is just around the corner."

When Ran Deng heard this, there was no joy on his face, only sadness. He said softly: "I don't ask for any of these, I only ask for the saint."

Yuan Shi said with a smile: "You can bring me my fellow Taoist, but the disciples of Chanjiao will respect you as much as they respect me. All the treasures and dharma of Chanjiao can be used by my Taoist friends..."

"No need." Ran Deng said: "I just ask the saint, after I have finished my old way one day, for the sake of my dedication, spare me a life and return home in vain."

There was silence on Yuanshi's face, and then he sighed helplessly, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, as a saint, I will keep my promise today."

Ran Deng bowed and said, "Great kindness!"

"Woo~~~"

The wind in the Snowy Mountains was much stronger than before, as if it was anxious for its mountain owner, and seemed to be seeing off its owner. Ran Deng hunched his waist and walked out of the snowy mountain with heavy steps.

On that day, there was a heavy wind and snow in Lingjiu Mountain, and the snow-capped sky was very beautiful, but the old man never looked back to see the beautiful scenery.

Emperor calendar 56 Yuanhui, 316 years.

Zhongqian World - Soul Control World.

Wu Yazi and Wang Ming were walking in an ancient city.

This ancient city is very large and accommodates thousands of living beings.

But it is also very small. There is only this one city in this world.

Outside the city, countless demons were drooling and looking at the creatures in the city.

The city is the only living place in the world.

The strength of the evil spirits far exceeds the strength of the creatures in the city, but this city has stood here since the creation of this world.

The pioneer of this world was a Taoist world created by a Daluo Jinxian named Wuyi who led the tree of creation from the World Tree. This Taoist later entered the demonic path and abandoned this world.

Therefore, when countless evil spirits descended on this world, all living creatures were wiped out.

The reason why this city remains standing is because there is a large hall in the city called the "Hall of All Living Beings".

In every world that uses the World Tree to open up three thousand worlds, a Hall of All Living Beings will be built. This is the decree of all living beings and saints in the prehistoric main world.
Chapter completed!