The Great Tao Chronicle

Huhu~

The night wind blew past, and the cold night wind woke up Yuan Duxiu, whose eyes were straight, and the whole person was a little dazed.

His martial arts have been abolished, but his eyesight is still there.

My 'younger brother' is not an ordinary baby born with a little wrinkle, he is clearly a miniature version of the 'grandfather'.

Qi and blood were withered, and the bones were shriveled. How could there be a little bit of the vigor of a newborn baby, it was just about to die.

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth and uttered a syllable of unknown meaning.

Seeing the 'baby' staring straight at him, he panicked, and his dusty palms wiped and wiped on the dirty clothes.

Only then did he lean down and use his arms to evoke the mature 'brother' who was too mature.

An Qisheng opened his eyes to look at Yuan Duxiu and the world. In the depths of his turbid eyes that were coated with a thin film, a ripple appeared:

【Consumes 6,000 Dao Power points】

【Yuan Duxiu】

[Original track 1: Born in Wanyang Realm, Tianding Kingdom, Dingtian City, talented and intelligent, he showed his talents in martial arts when he was young, and was carefully cultivated by his parents and grandfather...

When he was young, he was very successful, arrogant and arrogant, offended many people, eventually involving his family, destroying his parents and friends... In the second half of his life, he traveled the world, honed his martial arts, and gradually embarked on the road to compete with the world's heroes. ....

His life was bumpy, and he was defeated all the way. He was disheartened many times, but he rose up to catch up... But in his later years, he was finally defeated by his old enemy, and he was finally broken. ...]

【Bloodline: Primordial Human Race】

[Fate: Hundred defeats. Since ancient times, those who have become enlightened have been defeated once they are defeated. Only with this destiny, they can become kings after a hundred defeats! Note: This life is born to punish both parents, and his life is bumpy, and he cannot be king without a hundred defeats. 】

"Hundred defeats and fates, the blood of the ancient people..."

Looking at Yuan Duxiu, who hooked himself with one arm and jumped with one leg towards the outside of the mass grave, An Qisheng was thoughtful.

Looking at a leaf and knowing the autumn, from some things in the fate of Yuan Duxiu, he can already feel the magnificent waves of this Wanyang Realm.

Bloodline, fate.

Xuan Xing, in the Jiufujie, in the human world, all the people he has seen have never experienced these two items.

In fact, the abundance of inspiration in this world is something he has never seen before.

Any 'Blessed Land of Immortal Mountains' in the human world can't compare to this rotten burial mound, but the strange thing is that the inspiration of this world is extremely difficult to absorb.

Although it is not easy to absorb the spiritual power of the human world, it is far worse than this world.

If it is said that the heaven and earth of the human world are like sand, wind and water, the heaven and earth in this world of Myriad Suns are like refined steel, which is not only difficult to absorb.

Forcibly absorb it, and even 'go into the devil'.

'As if being oppressed by some invisible air machine...'

An Qisheng was a little dignified in his heart.

This situation is not natural, it seems to be man-made...

Yuan Duxiu walked very hard. His broken arm and leg was not an ordinary disability, but his blood was cut off with a heavy hand. His serious injury went deep into the bone marrow.

But he gritted his teeth, flicked on one leg, and walked in the opposite direction of Dingtian City.

Dingtiancheng has no place for him, and those who have offended him will not let him go.

He doesn't care, but...

Looking down at the shriveled face of 'little brother', his heart was tingling, he gritted his teeth, and walked towards the distance.

escape.

For my little brother.

......

The weak are born according to the order prescribed by the strong. This is the eternal truth of Wanyang Realm.

Dingtian City has a radius of hundreds of miles, and there are many towns and villages.

Blue Water Town is one of them.

This town is located on the bank of a big river. The water in the city is like a belt, nourished by the big river, and there are mineral deposits nearby, which attracts people nearby to settle down.

Although the city has only been built for two hundred years, it is already quite prosperous.

There are shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, row upon row, there are Shenbingfang that emits a hot wave, and shops that exchange medicine pills.

This is a world in which medicinal pills are traded as a superior currency.

An Qisheng was a little surprised to see Yuan Duxiu take out the only dark yellow medicinal pill left in exchange for more than twenty taels of gold.

This is the first time he has seen a world where medicine pills are used as currency.

Pills, in the end, are auxiliary to practice, and can become currency. It can only be said that there are many practitioners in this world, beyond imagination.

Since entering Blue Water City, Yuan Duxiu didn't say a word, even though he was cheated by the profiteer, he didn't speak, just stared coldly through his blood-stained hair.

The latter couldn't guess his details, and didn't dare to offend him too much, so he could only add some money.

Although he was seriously injured, who knows if he has any companions?

After spending some money, I rented a small house in a busy city, and someone was invited to buy a lot of things.

It was not until the sky darkened again that the door was closed.

"Hoo~"

Yuan Duxiu exhaled a long breath, and cold sweat dripped on his forehead.

His injury has reached the limit, but he is not willing to show his cowardice.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down An Qisheng, and immediately collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, and after a while, he fell into a drowsy state.

huh~

At this moment, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and moved his arms and legs carefully.

The baby's hands and feet are weak, and the old man's bones are brittle. Both are the most vulnerable stages in a person's life. At this time, An Qisheng has both, which can be said to be extremely weak.

However, his divine will is subtle, and the power consumed by manipulating the flesh is very small.

Activities are naturally no problem.

He got out of bed, took care of himself to find the food that Yuan Duxiu bought, and went to eat.

His movements were very gentle, but there was a sound like a cat snoring from his small body.

In places that are invisible to the naked eye, his five internal organs are wriggling, slowly digesting food and making up for the lack of his body.

"People in this world have been pregnant for a long time. This body has been pregnant for more than three years, but it seems that Xuanxing has been pregnant for six months, which is considered premature..."

The two worlds are different.

People in Wanyang Realm are not pregnant for ten months. If they are full-term, it should be four and a half years. Three years is only equal to six months of Xuanxing's pregnancy. Naturally, it can be regarded as premature.

A stillbirth, and it is considered a premature stillbirth.

Just by stimulating the vitality, it drained all the potential of this small body, and almost died of old age on the spot.

Naturally, it needs to be compensated slowly.

"This, what is this place?"

At this moment, a voice like waking up from a dream sounded in An Qisheng's heart.

But it is the three-hearted blue soul boy.

This little blue-skinned monster itself doesn't even have spiritual intelligence. It is a data and information life, because it has no real body, but it is like an altar of responsiveness, like a sword of kingship, and it is like a dream.

However, the moment he fell into the dream, this little blue-skinned monster seemed to be suspended for suspended animation, and didn't wake up until this moment.

"Wanyang Realm."

An Qisheng responded calmly.

"You, how could you possibly travel across the universe? No, no, how did you become like this?"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong seemed to be observing the outside world, and when he sensed An Qisheng's state, he was shocked.

baby?

Old man?

A little old man half a foot tall?

Sanxin Lan Lingtong's heart was full of strangeness, and he was a little confused.

"Dreaming."

An Qisheng unhurriedly moved his old arms and calves, and answered slowly.

His heart is very calm, the amount of strength does not cause him any trouble, and there is no sense of gap in the slightest. Silently, his state of mind has improved again.

"This is not a dream!"

The three-hearted blue soul boy didn't believe it.

It has followed Russell for many years and has experienced the nightmares of the descendants of several nightmare Hydras, and is most familiar with dreams.

No matter how real a dream is, it can't see through it, but it can detect it.

This is not a dream at all!

"You'll know later."

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and a group of spiritual imprints appeared in his perspective: "This world is a bit special. For the time being, you can't come out. Help me sort out this spiritual imprint first."

The population of Lanshui Town is quite large, and all the spiritual imprints of the tens of thousands of people in this city have been captured by him since he came all the way.

However, he did not choose to check them one by one, but let the three-hearted blue soul boy sort them out.

Old Dan's warning is still in his ears, of course he will not forget it.

It is still necessary to enter a dream, but be cautious. The subtle influence of spiritual information is extremely terrifying. If it were not for his strong xinxing, if other people had accepted the life experiences of thousands of people, he would have been schizophrenic tens of thousands of times.

"So many information groups?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy was a little surprised.

It is information witchcraft, feeds on information, feeds on information, and even evolves with it.

Therefore, every different piece of information is a feast for it!

This is the reason why their family pursues civilization.

hum~

With an exclamation, it has turned into a stream of light and rushed into many spiritual imprints.

"A completely different civilization atmosphere, this is the real civilization atmosphere, the longevity species, this civilization has many longevity species!"

"Writing? Language? Humanities? History? Pills? Magical Weapons?"

"A lot, a lot..."

The three-hearted blue soul boy, who was swimming in the countless spiritual imprints, exclaimed again and again, as if he had discovered a new continent, and was so excited that he forgot An Qisheng's existence.

For a brand-new civilization and countless information, the meaning is too great for it.

Blocked the chatter of this little blue-skinned monster.

An Qisheng ate slowly and soothed his body. Soon, Yuan Duxiu prepared three days of food, which was ten times the size of An Qisheng's present, and he ate all of it.

At this time, it was already late at night.

"Hoo~"

He let out a long breath, feeling the long-lost impurities being stripped away.

An Qisheng got into bed again and slowly closed his eyes.

......

huh~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the bed dripping with sweat. When she saw An Qisheng, she breathed a sigh of relief and recovered from her nightmare.

But he inadvertently glanced away, only to find that a lot of the food he bought had disappeared.

Got a thief?

......

hum~

On an empty Reincarnation Blessed Land Square, An Qi was born in front of the 'Altar of Response to All Requests', sitting cross-legged in front of the Gate of Light.

He began to polish his spiritual brand, or in other words, it was what Su Jie called the 'spiritual template'.

The body affects the mind, and the mind interferes with the body.

A strong spirit may not necessarily have a strong physique, but a strong physique must have a strong spirit.

An Qisheng's divine flower has bloomed, and his divine will is extremely tyrannical, so naturally he will not manipulate his own spirit. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But Su Jie's understanding was also very important to him.

He cultivates Taiji Dao, with Taiji body and spirit as the foundation, and Taiji God Court as the mainstay. Among them, the importance of the gods to him is self-evident.

But the birth of any 'God' is not a simple matter.

Even if he experienced the mysterious star, the long-floating world, and the three worlds of the human world, it would not be enough to naturally evolve three hundred and sixty-five complete 'spirits'.

This is not limited by the amount of power or the size of the Qi field, but rather, if a person is stupid without a god, if a 'god' does not have a god, then he is nothing.

Therefore, when he sensed that Su Jie understood the 'spirit template', he said that this was a genius idea.

Because for him, it is also a great inspiration, even...touching!

hum~

As An Qisheng's thoughts moved, an infinite splendid divine court appeared in front of his eyes, and the shadows of many gods were looming in the many temples.

"Heart Ape..."

An Qisheng muttered silently.

In the lofty divine court, there was a monkey that was as bright as a flaming fire.

Kneeling respectfully in front of him.

He undertook the study of the mind, the founder of which was Wang Yangming at first, and the mind was the most important.

The ape of the heart is for the heart, and it is transformed by the mind and spirit. If you can't even control the heart, how can you talk about cultivating the Tao.

huh~

An Qisheng slowly stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers and landed on the arrogant and arrogant head of the heart, and recited softly:

"Spiritual roots nurture the origin and flow of the heart and cultivate the Taoist students..."