The First Immortal of the Heavens

Such a big movement happened to Zhang Yang and it also shocked everyone.

"Sound is the great voice of the Great Dao." Yin Kongque said.

"It's just Dao Rui Cai." Jia Tianxiong said.

"Xia is Dao Ruixia." Yuezong said.

"Golden lotus is the great golden lotus." Jia Tianwei said.

The four most powerful saints looked at and said, their eyes were full of excitement, and what they looked at Zhang Yang could not hide the envy.

They knew that this was a wonderful communication between Zhang Yang and Dadao.

Avenue!

Everything in the world is in the Dao, but where is the Dao? What is Tao? Who can make it clear? As far as they know, since Yongye, there is really no clear record of communicating with the Dao. Some people think that Yongyetian has strangled the Immortal Dao and also prevented the Dao from communicating. Otherwise, the Dao can communicate. May communicate with Sendo.

The so-called martial art, holy way, and immortal way are all small roads in the avenue.

Zhang Yang sits in a trance, like communicating with the heavens and the earth, communicating with all things in the world. It is more like a wonderful fit with the immortal Dao, blending with the falling star mountain range, even he wants to touch the sun and the moon. , Can be touched by raising his hand, the indescribable feeling allows him to swim in it.

When a rolling thunder came from the sky, it was like being knocked on a gong in the ear while sleeping, and Zhang Yang was awakened from it all at once.

The appearance of the avenue dissipated in an instant.

Zhang Yang wanted to hit someone.

Everyone can't help but look towards the sky.

Wanli clear sky.

The sun is in the sky.

Long white clouds.

Where did Ray come from?

"Yong Yetian!" Zhang Yang raised his **** to the sky.

His actions immediately made everyone understand that there was really no other explanation except Yong Yetian.

However, this is even more shocking.

Zhang Yang's enlightenment was nothing more than an insight, and it actually caused Yong Yetian's shameless end to interfere, which shows how amazing Zhang Yang's understanding is.

The anger turned anger, but Zhang Yang's harvest was still amazing.

He looked into the pubic area.

The nine-pole true essence has been sublimated into a new posture, like a transparent crystal, slowly wandering in the dantian, watching it makes him feel agitated.

"Nine poles, external."

"Me, at all."

"I add the nine poles, and that is perfect. How could there be perfect in this world? If there is, then it can only be...The Great Way!"

"So, my true essence should be called Dadao Zhenyuan."

Zhang Yang was excited.

He can be sure that today's Dao Zhenyuan is enough to crush the Nine Extremes.

In other words, he will formally surpass the Seven Princes and step onto a higher level of combat effectiveness.

If the Seventh Prince did not change in nature, he would no longer be a public opponent as before.

In addition to his excitement, he felt that the sentiment he had in the communication road was still there, and he immediately digested it.

This time, in just an hour, he finished digesting, and then he began to reorganize his practice.

The magic formula was given by Xue Feishhuang, and it was also because this technique made him obsessed with power.

Later, after his divine power martial arts were transformed into sacred power martial arts, he could be said to be repairing and improving the divine power jue no less than fifty times, but he always named the divine power jue because there was no major qualitative change at all.

Now, with the help of Dadao's insight, he finally transformed and sublimated the Divine Power Jue.

The brand-new magic formula, completely beyond the previous concept.

So he was named Dao Shenli Jue.

His sentiment is still strong.

Originally, his understanding of Tao was more and more formed. This time he realized the magic of immortal Tao and realized the Tao, finally let his Tao have a mellow appearance.

The result of Tao, the pursuit of life.

From then on, this kind of Dao is the foundation of his martial arts, which will accompany him forever in his future growth, and will also influence his life and affect his work.

He opened his eyes and looked at everyone.

Everyone is refining the magic of the first-line immortal way. Naturally, they have their own gains. It is more obvious that the ancient Qianmu has directly begun to transform into the Holy Body.

Then there is Yuluan, her blood is rumbling, her sapphire blue hair is flying, and the two delicate and lovely dragon horns are getting more and more sparkling. The blood permeates the surface and condenses into a sapphire blue dragon king. Fei Wu, and the blood is still roaring, as if awakening the thin blood from the supreme war **** before Eternal Night.

The changes of the saints are internal and cannot be seen from the outside, but seeing everyone smiling, you know that the gain is not small.

Of course, what made Zhang Yang a little bit embarrassed was that after the Demon Sword One had achieved the kendo moves, he nurtured his physique, plus this line of immortality, and directly stepped into the Holy Physique.

Zhang Yang saw that everyone was almost transformed, arousing Shen Xi's sacred body and voicing holy sounds.

"The avengers, the world and the people, are also you, me, and him. They are also plants and trees, mountains and rivers."

"Tao, everything is also."

"Taoist, everything is true."

"Tao, everywhere."

"Tao, it's you and me."

"Tao is what you think, think, and remember."

He talked about his understanding of the Tao, and talked about the beauty of the Tao.

Maybe it is not so deep, but there is a clear truth.

And his voice turned into a trickle, and those who listened to it entered his brain, his heart, his own way, and seemed to enter his own life.

Some people are stunned, some are meditating, and some are puzzled.

Not everyone can fully enlighten, nor is it an open way, which can suit everyone, but his way is the simplest and simplest, and it can always bring some subtle enlightenment.

When Zhang Yang finished speaking, everyone was immersed in it.

After a long while, Yin Peacock whispered: "The Tao is the heart."

His heart, which was twisted and carried the hatred of his life, quietly purified.

Killing Jin Wudi with his own hands, although venting his anger, it is not so easy to leave nothing behind.

Now he understands his own way, purifies his own heart, completely transparent and clear, and his aura changes again, finally blending inside and out, becoming the best among the invincible saints, even because of the refinement of the fine line of immortality, let He can faintly sense the higher levels of the Holy Path.

The second one who has sentiment is impressively Lie Qingshan.

I have to say that among all the saints, Lie Qingshan's realm is not high, but he is able to suffer great injuries, and he is still a sage who is almost polished in potential, perseverance, and ability.

His savvy is equally amazing.

He also knows his own way far more than other saints.

Zhang Yang's Tao is different from his, but it can give him a little enlightenment. It is this enlightenment that allows him to fully understand his saint law and then understand his own Tao.

"Tao, that is the sky!"

This fits perfectly with his sage method.

His sage is like a sword.

At the moment of his enlightenment, it seemed that his own Tao was connected with the sky, and he actually dragged a strand of essence from the sky down to his body, tempered his body, transformed and sublimated his sacrament, broke the shackles in one fell swoop, and achieved the sacrament of heaven.

With their transformation, the other saints also changed more or less.

Under the saint, it is difficult.

Because of the limited knowledge of Tao, even a genius like Demon Sword, still can't master his own Tao, and can only use the publicity of Tao to deduce one's own Tao, which is just a little rudimentary.

The people either enlightened the Tao, refined the magic of the Immortal Tao, or felt themselves, this time the joint practice of the two holy places lasted for five days in one effort.

Five days later, everyone left the customs one after another.

Only one person is still in retreat.

That is Xuefeishuang.

There is a ray of fairy light circulating in her body, and there is a holy will surging in her body. There seems to be holy light in the holy bottle floating above her head to evolve a little bit of sparks, and those six or seven sparks, unexpectedly With fairy rhyme.

When Zhang Yang saw Mars, he immediately thought of the root cause of the Battle of All Saints at Da Ri Fengxu, that is, there is a ray of... fairy fire!

And the Sacred Bottle of Fuyao was one of the invincible saints at the time, the real name of the Saint Fuyao was a sacred artifact. With its ability, it might be possible to see the fairy fire, and then get some sparks.

Therefore, the inheritance of the Saint Fuyao in the Holy Bottle of Fuyao actually involves immortal Dao!

So this time the magic of the immortal way will help Xue Feishuang beyond imagination.

Zhang Yang could not help but think of what happened at the time. The Saint Fuyao passed it on to him. It was his blood that thought it would be shameful and would pollute his way, so he gave up and gave it to Xue Feishhuang. .

Now, he looked at the legendary Fuyao sacred bottle, there was still part of the legendary legend of Fuyao. He knew that Xue Feishuang's contribution to the vast forest had seriously delayed his cultivation, and he could see through the inheritance. He stretched out with feeling. Pointing his finger on the bottle of Fu Yao, the tip of his finger surged with the Dzogchen Sunshine Sacred Fire. He wanted to help Xue Feishuang to fully accept all of this, and he was also helping himself to realize the magic of immortality through the fire.