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After witnessing the beginning and end of that battle, and seeing that the intelligence of the Eternal Life Gate was wrong, the demon **** had no intention of targeting An Qisheng.

Finally stared at the Huangji continent, and disappeared into the starry sky with one step.

The white wolf shook his hair and followed.

The two disappeared one after the other, and never cared about the life and death of Great Ape Hou.

...

Although the last ray of divine light dissipated, the front of Da Shi Mountain was calm again.

"After being suppressed for so many years, I will see the time, your head teachers may feel a lot at this moment."

Fang Yingqiu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the Wanlong Boat slowly going away, and faintly saw Gan XIV standing on the building with a complex expression.

He sighed slightly: "The rise of Wanfa Tower is already unstoppable..."

Among the ten major sects in Dongzhou, the ether is the strongest, followed by the Wanfa Tower. Both of them have supreme treasures, generations of heroes, and have the potential to threaten the holy land.

In the past, the three sacred sites, including the Dashi Holy Land, had no shortage of suppressions on these two families, and there was already a tension in the sky.

Nowadays, the rising posture of Wanfa Tower is even stronger, the true form of the lunar laurel, the eucharist of the sun, the two coexist, and when it is normal, I am afraid that it has already moved.

Unfortunately, today's Dongzhou is no longer the world of the three holy places.

Although the world has not been declared, and the sect has not been established, he is already an uncrowned king. Under such circumstances, no one dares to suppress Wanfalou.

"Perhaps it is the shadow of Ten Thousand Fa Tianzun. Ten Thousand Fa inheritance is also the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth. If it were not for some reason, I am afraid that Wan Fa Tower was already the fourth sacred place in East Continent."

The old man in Yixuanfu sighed lightly, but he also accepted the reality: "Nowadays, it is no surprise."

The monks who have withstood the most oppression by the world also know best how to resist external pressure and how to change their attitude.

Young people who are beginning to practice may still have self-respecting minds, but they have practiced for thousands of years and have been reconciled with themselves and the world.

"Perhaps there will be waves. Although Mingyue Litian has some people coming this time, but the two are in charge of Mingyue, the Qi Oracle of Litian secular things, the two elders Mu Fenghua have not come... "

Fang Yingqiu said half of what he said, but he didn't say any more. He just ordered to go down and bring the congratulations from all the sects and the masters of all races together with the details.

He held it with his own hands and boarded the floating palace.

The floating palace used to be the center of the Great Beginning Holy Land, but now, there are only so few people who can pass and dare to board the floating palace.

There was silence above the floating palace, the divine light that had lingered before, the glow of the sun had dissipated, and it was replaced by a lingering breath.

This is the breath left by An Qisheng's preaching. It is still as real after half a month. It is foreseeable that even if it is a few months, it will not dissipate in a few years.

An Qisheng's preaching lasted for seven days, and ended steadily. The masters of all races also dispersed steadily, not to mention friction, and there was no quarrel.

Da Da Da~

Fang Yingqiu stepped on the ground with a sound, and walked towards the hall unhurriedly.

"Since Fang Daoist is here, you might as well come in directly."

Walking to the entrance of the hall, the door suddenly opened. In the middle of the magnificent and empty hall, An Qisheng sat on the futon with a calm and peaceful expression:

"Why don't you need to send some spiritual materials personally?"

"The number of this batch of spiritual materials is extremely large, and Wanfa Tower accounts for 90% of them. Among them, there are many treasured spiritual materials you need. I feel a little uneasy where they are placed, so I had to send them personally."

Fang Yingqiu offered the Universe Spirit Ring, and after a slight scan, he saw the Zhongzhou female emperor sitting leaning on a chair not far away.

After the sermon, Chu Mengyao was the only one who did not leave, and the other was Qi Cang.

"So, I won't bother too much."

Fang Yingqiu glanced at An Qisheng and was about to leave.

He knew that the Yuanyang King was not too old, even if he had the mind of a seeker, it was not too much.

Although the female emperor of Zhongzhou has a fierce temperament, it might be just right to match Yuanyang King?

With thoughts in his mind, he is about to leave.

An Qisheng waved his hand: "Everything is visible. Since the fellow Taoists are here, you might as well sit down and talk."

His tone was flat, Fang Yingqiu was also a little curious, so he sat down.

"Your Excellency has been preaching for several days, but he has never stated clearly that he breaks the law of the king, and dare you to say that everything is visible to everyone?"

Chu Mengyao glanced at Fang Yingqiu and straightened up and asked.

Her words were sharp.

Except for those who are pregnant with ghosts, most of the people who came this time came for the ‘law of breaking the king’.

As the world changes, there are many untimely places in the past inheritance.

As for the practice, there is no room for mistakes. Naturally, An Qi was born and promoted in the current world, and the value of the "law of breaking the king" is extremely high.

"How do you know that I never explicitly stated the'law of breaking the king'?"

An Qisheng's expression was calm and there was no change.

After preaching for seven days, all he said was his insights on the various realms of this realm, spanning several realms, with five vitals and three flowers gathering at the top, his vision is not comparable to ordinary people.

If someone can truly understand the law he teaches, they may be able to see the way to heaven.

As for himself, his basic method is different from anyone in this world, so naturally there is no way to talk about it, and no one will understand it.

"All right."

An Qisheng didn't give much explanation, and opened the door to the point: "There is someone in your door who has a relationship with me. Since you are here, I can answer you three questions."

'really......'

An imperceptible movement in the depths of Chu Mengyao's eyes made her guess more clear.

As far as he knew, the Yuanyang King was indifferent by nature and didn't like power and wealth, but he was extremely strong, and his shots were extremely decisive.

Before the cultivation base was completed, he dared to suppress the elders of many sects in one fell swoop, and was not afraid to offend the ten major sects and several holy sites.

He spoke with a target, but he laughed it off, obviously he had inner feelings.

But it can't be repeated. In the face of such an existence, she is unwilling to make more temptations.

After a moment of hesitation, he spit out a very obscure line whose pronunciation is completely different from that of any language today:

"Who is Wangquan Taoist?"

what language is this?

Fang Yingqiu furrowed her brows, and flashed in surprise.

Huangji Kyushu has a vast number of people from all over the world. Naturally, there are many languages. For ordinary people, it is already extremely difficult to master two.

But for practitioners, this is not the case.

He is familiar with the writings of all ethnic groups, and he has studied the writings of the Middle Ages, the ancients, and even the ancient mythological era, but this writing is obviously not any of them.

"Have he even left these?"

An Qisheng was slightly dumb, but he didn't mean to hide anything: "It's me!"

The last two characters are the same as those pronounced by Chu Mengyao, and they are the language of Jiufu World!

But unlike Chu Mengyao's obscurity and distortion, his voice is smoother and clearer. The comparison between the two is like the difference between a foreigner who learns Xuanyu above Xuanxing and a set of broadcast hosts.

The guess in her mind has completely become a reality, and Chu Mengyao is finally moved, with a touch of shock on her beautiful face:

"You, really are... the Huizhe!"

He is also a Su Hui who comes from the same place and the same era as Guanglong Patriarch!

Her mood fluctuated greatly, Lian Fang Ying realized it, and the latter couldn't help being surprised.

It is not a secret for ordinary monks to stay with the Hui, let alone Chu Mengyao, the most powerful female emperor in the world.

How could she be so shocked if she was just an ordinary person with wisdom?

"This is the second question?"

An Qisheng's eyes were faint, and he glanced at the female cultivator.

Although the gender is different, the temperament is different, but the height of the Tao is the same, so he always has a strange feeling of facing Pang Wanyang.

"Naturally not."

Only then did Chu Mengyao calm down and looked at An Qisheng with complicated eyes: "What is the difference between your world and Huangji?"

What kind of world it is.

Was it possible to give birth to such outstanding figures as Guanglong Patriarch and Yuanyang Taoist?

"you guys?"

Fang Yingqiu stroked her long beard, wondering in her heart, who else?

"the difference......"

An Qisheng groaned slightly, and his mind appeared in his mind about the two worlds, everyone is involved, and only after a while, he answered:

"Perhaps the biggest difference is the separation. The separation between the mortal and the monk, the Emperor Ji is too big..."

The biggest difference between a world with real practice and a world with only subtle auras is not in the practice and wisdom.

It lies in the social form.

As soon as An Qisheng recalled it, he realized the biggest difference between the two realms, and even between the realms he walked in.

In the Jiufu world, even the martial arts masters, as strong as the gods, have never been completely separated from the mundane world, even if there are some sects with the bad habit of "breaking the vulgarity."

In the human realm, the separation between humans and monks is already very serious, but Gu Changfeng opened up the Yinsi City God System, and forcibly pulled each other in with incense, which erased a lot of these separations.

Only the world of Wanyang.

The ordinary and the monk, even if they are the same race, seem to be two distinct species.

The monk is the existence that can truly be independent of the red dust.

Even if it is a hundred years of family love and friendship, it can't be worth a thousand years of polishing. The monk is a truly selfish and unfeeling existence.

The ancient holy emperor, ancient and modern supreme, there are too many people who want to reverse this state, sect, holy land, and the dynasty came into being.

Unfortunately, until now, there is an insurmountable gap between the monk and the ordinary.

This is the most ingrained and most unshakable class he has seen across all realms.

All people can choose, only join them, or live by them, there is no other choice.

When he made a judgment with Emperor Tianding, he once said that this was purgatory.

On the one hand, ninety percent of the creatures have to look to one of them to survive, and it is the only place where there is value. If it is not purgatory, what is it?

"A sense of fragmentation?"

Fang Yingqiu automatically skipped the words that he didn't understand before, caught the point, and couldn't help asking: "What impact does this have on the world?"

Chu Mengyao glanced at Fang Yingqiu, you old guy would be scornful.

"very many."

An Qisheng nodded, but didn't say too much, and said one point: "For example, inheritance."

"inherited?"

Chu Mengyao's eyes moved: "The inheritance of the emperor has been 30 million years, does your world have even more ancient inheritance?"

"Huangji has a population of hundreds of millions of Beijing trillion, with a history of 30 million years, but after all, this is a stage for a few people, not the civilization of most people.

There is no need to look back 30 million years, just say that a thousand years ago, you remember the Heavenly Ding Emperor, remember to do fourteen, remember the Overlord Imperial Court, remember to leave heaven and holy land.

But, do you still remember worldly things? Can a mortal ever exist in any other record except the record of the ‘Tian Qing’? "

An Qisheng's voice is not high, but it carries a powerful and extremely infectious power.

His words seemed to have a sense of vicissitudes of time, Chu Mengyao and Fang Yingqiu listened, but they seemed to see the river of years rolling in front of them.

It even seemed to have seen scenes from the past.

"Your long history is destined to be history, not inheritance."

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, combing through his gains from several realms, and slowly said:

"The vast years, you have left too little, too little."

This is not just a cherished broom.

The broom cherishes that it exists in any world, any civilization, any force and individual, but, with the passage of time, some things will eventually spread.

The Emperor Ji continent does not!

Any ruins, heritage, for ordinary people, are forbidden, even if someone is lucky enough to be passed on, it will never be passed on.

But it will be passed on from generation to generation, until it is lost, and it will go through a long time to be picked up by others, and it will repeat itself, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is endless.

All spirits are all spirits because their spirituality is the most expensive and the infinite ordinary people who have been excluded from history. Their spirituality is also extremely valuable.

A world that truly integrates all spirituality and has passed on for thousands of years is by no means like that of the Wanyang Realm.

Combing the past and comparing the worlds, An Qisheng is very clear that some things are better than short if they are not long. The strong still have shortcomings, and the seemingly small also have great things.

The real Kulai is not to see how long you existed, but to see what you left behind.

Inadvertently, he recalled the profound stars, their past lives, their history is far from comparable to the Wanyang Realm, and there are also various drawbacks and mistakes.

But some things have been passed down.

Even if you think it disappeared, it still exists.

For example, many people who have never studied the art of war must know what it is to encircle Wei and save Zhao, what is to ruin, what is to lie down, and what to fight back...

What is the inheritance of something that is only circulated in a few specific groups of people, and sometimes cut off?

"There is too little left, but what should be left..."

Chu Mengyao and Fang Yingqiu fell into silence, with complex thoughts in their hearts.

For a while, even Chu Mengyao himself didn't know whether he got the answer he wanted, as if he did, or not.

"I can't answer this question."

An Qisheng stopped saying anything else, closed his eyes slightly, and his breath sank: "There is one last question. After asking, you can go."

"call!"

Chu Mengyao took a deep breath, cut off other distracting thoughts, stared at An Qisheng's expression, and asked the last question:

"Your Tai Chi, is it passed down by your patriarch?"

"No."

An Qisheng's eyelids drooped, covering his eyes, and said slowly:

"I passed him."