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It's a sunny day, the air is clear, and the wind is gentle and gentle.

White Cloud Mountain has undulating mountains, majestic mountains, lush green pines, and numerous strange mountains and rocks. Dao Sect, the ancient cultivation sect, is located here. There are mountains, pavilions, pavilions and palaces everywhere. There are rays of light looming everywhere and fairy sounds curling up. It is very much like the legendary land of immortals.

This day.

A piece of news that shocked the four regions of Kyushu and shocked countless people came out from the Zhengqi Dao Alliance and from the mouth of Bai Yunzi, the leader of Dao Sect. The authenticity of the news has yet to be considered.

However, even so, it shocked the entire world of cultivation!

Tianshan Lingjiu Palace.

A piece of ice and snow!

Looking around, there are palaces and palaces that are as clear as crystal. At this time, snowflakes are floating leisurely. Snow like catkins, snow like reeds, and snow like light smoke. It is spotless when it comes, and it is dusty when it falls. Don't be surprised, rendering this world into a vast expanse of white.

In a palace.

Ning Xue opened the door and walked in. She had just returned from the palace where her master, Bai Bingying, the master of the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace, lived, and she learned an extremely shocking news.

At this time, a shadow appeared beside her.

"Ancestor."

Ning Xue shouted softly.

Ruan Ling'er nodded, with a thoughtful expression on his face. He seemed to be talking to Ning Xue, but also seemed to be talking to himself, "In the third era, the catastrophe of the world of cultivation has never been heard of in thousands of years..."

"Master said it was news from the head of Dao Sect Bai Yunzi.

Ning Xue nodded.

"No, it was Qin Mo who spread the news, only him."

"And I believe him."

Ruan Linger said.

"Qin Mo, senior?"

Ruan Ling'er walked to the window and stretched out her white palms. At this time, snowflakes fell one after another, penetrating through her illusory body. In her soul state, she could not feel any temperature or touch anything.

She raised her head and looked at the distant scenery, her thoughts seemed to return to the past.

Cold Mountain Monastery.

Mountain gate.

Host Hongjiu looked at the figure in front of him who was wearing a pure white monk's robe, had an elegant appearance, and the Buddha nature on his body was getting stronger.

Du'e, his true disciple.

There was silence for a while.

He slowly said: "Do you really want to leave?"

Du'e nodded, "The way to Du'e is to slay demons and transform others in the secular world, rather than to eat fasting, chant Buddha's name, and study the Dharma. The great calamity is approaching, and Du'e's strength is weak. Gold Core is not the end. .”

"Great Tribulation, enclosed letter?"

"letter."

Stay firm through adversity.

"Then go for it. Everyone has their own path of growth. The fact that you can achieve Gold Core in a short period of time proves that you have chosen a path that suits you best. In this way, you only need to go on firmly step by step.

Host Hongjiu smiled.

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the door of Cold Mountain Monastery. The master led him in and he practiced cultivation alone. This was true.

"Thank you, Master.

Du'e watched his master walk into the mountain gate. He suddenly realized that the master who once stood tall and seemed omnipotent in front of him had gradually become older. He was no longer young.

"Amitabha"

Recite the Buddha's name softly.

Du'e turned around and walked step by step down the long stairs from Cold Mountain Monastery. He had transformed his true energy and condensed it into Gold Core. His expression was firm, and lotus flowers grew under his feet step by step.

Great Thunderclap Monastery.

In the 'Mahatma Hall', there are many golden Buddhas, which reflect the surroundings brightly.

Hongshen stood there silently.

He lowered his eyebrows in thought.

"Great calamity..."

is true?

is fake?

Behind Bai Yunzi, stood the founder of Dao Sect, the Sword Immortal in White. He knew that Qin Mo also entered the Secret Realm of the Gate of Underworld, and saw the manifested fairyland Great Demon.

Something happened to the ‘Gate of Underworld’.

Did he...know something?

Hong's heart was filled with doubts.

Indeed!

The Patriarch of One Dao Sect did not like the Buddhist Gate, and the relationship between Great Thunderclap Monastery and One Dao Sect was not very good. It was the kind of false friendship and superficial brotherhood. On the surface, it seems that the Righteous Taoist Alliance is in the same spirit, but secretly it is more ruthless than anyone else.

During the Zhengqi Dao Alliance meeting, when Bai Yunzi told the news with a smile, his first reaction was holy shit... No, it was Bai Yunzi who was deceiving him, was it a conspiracy? His second reaction was silence.

He is very confused now.

The Great Tribulation of the Era...

He was doubtful.

As we all know, the ancient Secret Realms that appear in the world of cultivation today all come from the previous era. However, if you follow Bai Yunzi's words and make inferences, you will find that they are connected.

How powerful was it in the last century? It was destroyed?

Why did this world of cultivation have a civilization gap?

"call…"

a long time.

Hongshen walked out of the hall and looked at the distant scenery of the Great Thunderclap Monastery, which was filled with glowing light. However, for some reason, it turned into a hazy place, as if there was a dark cloud surrounding it.

Extremely weird!

"I am Buddha, if

Red Leaf Peak.

Qin Mo leaned against the red maple tree and looked into the distance with a pair of ruby-like eyes. In his eyes, the entire 497 cultivation worlds were filled with luck-filled light beams rising into the sky.

Some are tall and some are short.

But they all want to go straight to the sky and become the pillar between heaven and earth that is about to collapse. Only in the last days, when the world is at stake, will countless Sons of Fortune be born. The last days are also prosperous times!

'Qiang Qiang——

The phoenix flies and sings in harmony.

At this time.

It was as if the cry of a phoenix sounded from the side.

Accompanied by bursts of auspiciousness.

Qin Mo also raised his head at this time, looked at the blue sky, looked at the burning sun and stars, looked at the heaven and earth of the entire cultivation world, and said slowly:

"I wish that in this world, everyone would be like a dragon!"

Then, there was silence again.

Qin Mo returned to the other courtyard.

His consciousness was immersed in the Zhutian chat group. It seemed that the group members had completed the supplement, and the group seemed very lively at this time.

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