"Boom!"

Deep in the thunder tribulation, dark clouds rolled with lightning and turned into countless strange-shaped demons, rushing towards the three souls that were straight up to the nine heavens.

Since ancient times, Taoist practitioners have been like the number of sams of the samsara. There are countless practitioners who have practiced the seven-tribulation ghost immortals. Some powerful practitioners have their souls destroyed when they pass the tribulation, but there is a trace of residual thought that has not been destroyed. Thunder and lightning are merged deep in this thunder cloud, turning into an unconscious demon god, turning into a demon that blocks the Tao, and interfering with later generations to pass the tribulation.

Chu Mu was not afraid of these demons at all. The three souls of the souls were divided at the same time, turning into 129,600 thoughts, combining and arranging them, and changing them into three huge phantoms.

The casual practitioner has only one soul. When he reaches the realm of the Creator, his soul thoughts reach the number of one yuan and are perfected. Chu Mu has both two bodies and three souls, and the holy demon's original body is unique, so he has twice as many soul thoughts.

At this moment, three huge phantoms stood in the deep space, and the blurred images emitted the deep aura of the long-distance of the great road. As soon as thousands of demon priests approached, they were directly dispersed by the deep aura, and even the residual thoughts were destroyed.

"Refining souls to become gods."

An extremely grand thought resounded through the depths of the thunder disaster, and the huge phantom poked out his hand to cover the sky at the same time, breaking through the dark clouds and entering a sea of ​​thunder.

Thunder and lightning are like water, turning into a pool of thunder.     Everything you see is a blue-purple color.

Three big hands reached into the thunder water, the destruction of thunder and the violent thunder, the thought of forming a big hands constantly blasting, and extreme pain filled every corner of consciousness.

Refining souls into gods is not easy. If there is no accumulation of powerful foundation, I am afraid that the moment I enter the thunder water, I will be trained into a scum by this heavenly thunder.

But Chu Mu had the foundation of experiencing eight thunder tribulations, and after another three years of suppression, he had cultivated the "results of causes". Now he has entered the thunder pool without resistance, and the thunder water may not necessarily damage it.

Countless lights extended along the palms toward the body, and three huge phantoms suddenly emerged and entered the thunder water.

The lightning extended from his arm to his body. Chu Mu felt that his body had passed a layer of water curtain and suddenly became solid. The original huge phantom shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye after entering the thunder water, from a giant to an ordinary size, and his vague figure became clear and real. Soon, he saw the old and middle-aged and green Taoist robes appearing in the thunder water in black and white, chaotic and sky-blue respectively.

"Taishi, Taiyuan, Taixuan."

The three figures opened their eyes at the same time, chanting the name of the soul, and the violent thunder water slowly separated around them, as if they did not even dare to approach the thunder tribulation, which is the most destructive and fortunate in the world.

When the soul is refined into a god, the soul has reached such a level, it is no different from the physical body. Even if it is forced to fight against the human immortal warriors in a head-on manner, it is okay.

The Yuanshen has been formed, the Yuan, and Xuan Sanqing Yuanshen is a combination of Chu Mu's own understanding of the Three Pure Ways and the way of the souls of this world. It can also be regarded as another form of Taoist body.

Three figures of the old, middle-aged and young man appeared in a triangle in the thunder water, and suddenly stretched out a palm at the same time.

"Three Cleansing Circulation."

Yuqing, Taiqing, Shangqing, and three Yuan Qi are generated as the three palms are protruded, forming a small mixed hole, deriveing ​​a huge suction force.

The separated thunder water suddenly rioted and swarmed towards the Sanqing Yuanshen like a tide. The infinite light of lightning was absorbed into the cave, shrinking, condensing, and transforming. The rippling thunder water dispersed with faint ripples and condensed into a real thunder pool.

Thunderclouds of thousands of miles are seen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the thunders scattered in the sky are absorbed into the ever-growing and expanding mud holes.

In a moment, a pool of thunder has condensed.

"really······"

Looking at the thunder pool, three figures of the old, middle-aged and young people showed a sudden look at the same time.

How similar.

This thunder pool is so similar to the thunder pool separated from the Pangu Banner.

The realm of "the causes of all fruits" and "the results of all causes" made Chu Mu understand the structure of the Thunder Pool as if he were aware of fire, and even the Thunder Pool in his memory was constructed in his mind.

The practitioners in this world have never thought about where the thunder tribulation that evolved into the mysterious world came from, just because they have never seen the thunder clouds in other worlds.

There is no layer after layer of thunder clouds in other worlds, and it is impossible to transform the wisdom foundation into a true and impartial power by surviving the thunder tribulation. Therefore, practitioners in this world will only think about how to overcome the tribulation, but never think about where the thunder tribulation comes from.

They thought that the thunder tribulation was the creation of heaven and earth, but in fact, this thunder tribulation was most likely to be made by man.

"According to the memory provided by the True Infant, only the thunder tribulation can be possessed by the Great Thousand Worlds. If the ghost immortal in Tianwaitian wants to overcome the tribulation, he must be tempered by the thunder pool of Tianwaitian to break through the realm. And the thunder pool is said to have been created by Pan Huang based on the method created by his teacher."

A thought flashed through Chu Mu's mind, and a rather incredible but extremely likely conjecture emerged in his heart.

This ghost immortal cultivation system may be founded by the Emperor of Eternal Life. After all, he is the oldest Yang God, the first among the Yang Gods, and also has the memory of the Emperor of Eternal Life.

In other words, Chu Mu may have to be an enemy of the founder of this system as a cultivator.

Although this kind of treatment is not as good as a cultivator of immortality, it is not much different.

"It's so difficult," Chu Mu whispered softly, but he was not depressed and depressed. "But since the remaining thoughts of suppressing the powerful ancient sun god and restraining the Great Emperor of Longevity, why can't I do it?"

Today is not as good as in the past. This is confirmed. The creatures in the ancient times were unique, but they were already too many innately better than innately.

But the achievements of today's people may not be inferior to those of the ancients.

If you don’t have this ambition, no matter how great the opportunity is, your achievements will be limited.

"After all, I have always been on this road..."

Facing Emperor Changsheng today, Chu Mu still has to challenge the Three Qingshou in the future. He has always endured too much of the Three Qingshou remains. When he really wants to pay it back, he may have to pay it back with his life.

If you can't even cross the threshold of Emperor Changsheng, then Chu Mu would take a shower and sleep, and don't think about resisting the Three Pure Land.

He made a decision in his heart, and the three pure souls returned to one another and turned into Chu Mu's figure. He took a last look at the sky that was already cloudless, and his vision seemed to be about to see the newly born baby in Yujing City through a long distance.

"It depends on what will happen more than ten years later."

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Time comes seventeen years later.

This year, the founding of Daqian Kingdom for a hundred years, Yang Pan was striving for three lifetimes and pushed the Daqian Dynasty to a prosperous era with flowers and brocade and cooking oil.

It was winter, and in the west mountain of Daganyu Capital, a young man who was a little thin and looked like he had arrived here at night when night fell and walked into a dilapidated Buddhist temple in the west mountain under the cold wind.

He gave the only monk in the temple to order incense money and ate a bowl of mushroom noodles. He took a bag and walked to the side palace courtyard.

In the courtyard of the side hall of the temple, the ground was covered with weeds and the dead grass was swept up by the wind, and it was desolate. Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "This temple is becoming more and more dilapidated day by day, but it is no wonder that the court emphasizes Taoism and suppresses Buddha."

As he spoke, a hint of suspicion flashed between his eyebrows.

It is only because he knows that although the court worships Taoism, there are many rules for Taoism. Any Taoist temple needs to be kept in the Honglu Temple, recorded it in the book, and held Taoist certificates. Taoist temples also need to pay taxes and have no privileges.

That's fine. If the court officials have Taoist robes, they may be severely punished. At the least, they will be punished with salary and demoted, and at the worst, they will be dismissed from office.

The court praised and suppressed Taoists, which was quite strange.

His suspicion seemed to be seen by someone. In the next moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard: "It's not surprising that the Dazen Temple, the leader of Buddhism, was destroyed twenty years ago. Among the people who led this battle were Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji. The Taishang Taoist Sect leader of the Taoist Sect forced Hong Xuanji to cut off his arm in that battle, almost leaving Yang Pan with all his money."

The cold wind rolled up the dead leaves, and a dark figure suddenly appeared under the dead trees in the yard, like a ghost.

The boy couldn't help but stare at it with surprise in his eyes, and was forced to suppress it, turning into perseverance without showing any timidity.

Before ghosts and gods, the most timid scholars like him who are powerless to tie a chicken are relying on strong perseverance.

The black shadow was wearing a black Confucian uniform, with calmness and elegance, which was inconsistent with the cold and harsh voice. At this moment, he also looked directly at the boy, facing his eyes, with a hint of searching.

"You are Hong Yi?" asked the black-clad Confucian scholar.

"That's right." The young man Hong Yi cheered himself up in his heart, without any timidity on his face, and was very upright.

"I have a question, I want to ask you," asked the Confucian scholar, "Which one thinks is the greatest between heaven and earth?"

His self-proclaimed is an ancient name, but his words are no different from those of today, and he feels mixed with ancient and modern times. While Hong Yi was curious, he thought about it slightly and said, "The sky is great and the earth is great, and the truth is the greatest."

When he spoke, a force seemed to be filled with his heart, sweeping away the cowardice that had been suppressed by force.

"The most truth?" The Confucian scholar recited these four words gently, and a look of wondering whether to be amazed or regret appeared on his face. "It's a pity that this world needs strength to reason."

No matter how big the reason is, it can only be said to those who reason, and fists can make everyone listen to you honestly.

This is what the sect leader behind him said to him. He dared not say that Jing Cong was evil, but he also agreed with it.

If the sect leader hadn't had his fist hard enough, of course, how could his evil sayings be born?

But he doesn't agree, but some people agree.

"The best reason is."

A crisp and sweet voice sounded behind his back. Hong Yi turned his head and saw a girl in pink ladies' clothing, looking around 18 or 19 years old, appearing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the boy with a clever smile, "But I didn't expect that I would meet such a young gentleman who understands the truth here. Just by saying "The truth is the greatest", I will surpass 99% of scholars in the world."

"Indeed," the evil Taoist Lunyu nodded, "Although he is not as good as his knowledge, he is better than those scum who speaks of etiquette and morality in terms of mind and nature. Unfortunately, no matter how great the truth is, if there is no support, it will be empty talk."

His words were both approval and regret, and his eyes looked at Hong Yi with a hint of sigh.

Hong Yi was also a teenager's mind. After being said by these words, he directly retorted: "When power meets stronger power, it will only appear powerless, and the truth is that even if it is suppressed, it will not surrender."

The boy's intention is undoubtedly revealed in this sentence.

"Then what is the reason?" Xie Shuo Lun Yu asked with a smile.

"The principle of Tao is right and wrong." Hong Yi said loudly.

Faced with the staring of evil sayings, he did not give in and showed his masculine nature.

pity······

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the scholar in black was already in front of him.

"careful!"

The girl shouted softly, brushed her hands and raised her sleeves, and a extremely cold breath made the air condense into ice. A transparent ice wall was erected in front of Hong Yi. The cold spirit made Hong Yi feel that he was in the frozen land of the North Pole. There were endless Xueyuan in front of him, and sometimes there were thousands of feet high ice peaks.

An extreme deep cold swept across my heart.

If it weren't for the girl's intentional decision to stop, Hong Yi would have been frozen into an ice sculpture at this moment and would have been frozen to death.

"Ice Divine Light? Little Fox, you're a little tender."

The evil saying "Long Yu" sneered, and the palm that was poked out was not paused. He pressed his palm against the ice wall, and countless black words were imprinted on it. The ice wall was passed by the palm like water, allowing him to grab Hong Yi's neck with one hand.

The girl was still about to take action, but saw the dark words turning, and the ice wall turned into dark frost and cold snow rushing towards her. The cold cold that rushed towards her was filled with countless strange and vicious thoughts, which made the girl's face change, and her body retreated straight with a ray of fragrant wind.

In an instant, the entire courtyard was covered with dark frost. The evil sayings grabbed Hong Yi's neck and pulled it to a close place. "Now, is your reason still big? I don't need to reason with you. Just one force can make your reason unable to be expressed."

The fingers pinched the throat, which made the young man's face turn blue. How fragile the scholar, who was powerless to tie a chicken, was at this moment.

"If the truth is not supported by power, it is just a worthless waste. Your father Hong Xuanji founded Neo-Confucianism and wrote books. He is known as a master of Neo-Confucianism. In the future, he will be a person who can be a "Hongzi" in the future. But in fact, he has an affair with the wife of a sworn brother. He also has many outdoor rooms, and his illegitimate children are no less than a palm. But because of his power and status, these are not worth mentioning. You ask yourself that it is reasonable, but you still have to survive under Hong Xuanji's nose. Is this ridiculous?"

The evil sayings faced the boy's eyes, and countless words suddenly rushed out of his pupils and flowed into the other party's eyes. "Now, I give you strength. In ten years, I will see if you have great reason or great power."

The mystery of the universe and the mystery of time and space all flow into the young man's mind in this eye. A large amount of information made his eyes turn white.

After the evil saying passed the message, he then threw the boy away and let him kneel half-kneel and breathe heavily. His figure scattered into countless black words scattered in the air.
Chapter completed!