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The picture scroll universe is like a small vortex on a glacier, and there are many such small vortices.

In the upper edge of the picture scroll universe, the pure land of Lu Zhengkang, the hell of the hinge, is like two soilless onions, with their roots permeating.

The difference is that the Pure Land is even larger, and the Pure Land recognized by the Ejuan Yuan Ling has gradually become the universe itself, while the pitiful hells can only curl up.

The upper edge has nothing to do with time and space.

Both the pure land and hell spread towards the past and the future.

The existence of Lu Zhengkang and Xiangshu also spread to the third generation.

Their confrontation is not only in space, but also in time.

...

Zhuolu.

Dark clouds cover the top.

The two armies confronted each other in the wilderness.

Ji Xuanyuan stood on the Qibao Emperor's carriage, pressing the sword with his left hand and stroking his beard with his right, looking at Chi You in the distance.

This battle must be done and won!The territory of China, the civilization of China, hundreds of millions of people, and the civilization of eternity, this battle can be expected!

After repeated defeats, Chi You's army has become exhausted, killing the enemy and seizing the throne, today!

Sincerely, this is a critical moment.

In the open space between the two armies, a golden canvas flew out for no reason, whirled to the sky, and a faint roar came out. When the soldiers on both sides heard it, their eyes were red and their expressions were distorted, and they were extremely painful.

The imperial chariot hung down Dao Xuanguang to protect Ji Xuanyuan, blocking the roar of Xiangshu for him, and the future Huangdi looked at the golden canvas from nowhere.

Behind him, Guang Chengzi narrowed his eyes and whispered: "The evil demon, the world is a disaster."

The roars that drove people's souls and minds were constantly surging, and the army on both sides was scattered, and the whole army was wiped out.

At this moment, the clouds broke through a circular hole, and under the light of the beam of light, a black ball fell like a meteorite and slammed into the drawing paper, causing the Xiangshu to grunt.

The gold paper and the black ball disappear at the same time.

Chapter 178: Past, Cause and Effect

Ancient times, Qin and Han Dynasties, Tang and Song Dynasties, wilderness, battlefields, towns.

A page of gold paper constantly clashes with a black ball.

Lu Zhengkang struggled to suppress Xiangshu, while also working hard to break the seal of hell.

He can guarantee that he will break free before Xiangshu, after all, Pure Land is much stronger than Hell.

...

Ranshan’s thirty-two peaks each have their own beauty, and the people of Ranshanmen build houses and meditate in this large mountain range.

The vast mountains, these many old forests are covered with undulating hills, and many places are rugged and difficult to walk. The cultivators tend to stay in seclusion in secluded places in order to fit the nature. In the vast land, there are many predecessors of Ranshan Able people, often many of the same people have never met in a lifetime.

That's it.

However, the lowest-level disciples in the mountain are called scattered people, who are often in charge of handy duties and take care of the daily lives of the nobles.

The next level is the sword slave. Before repairing the sword, you should be a slave first, sincerely and honestly, looking for the road.Most disciples at this level have masters who take practice.

However, the three sects of the mountain, the Yin-Yang sect, the Shenjian sect, and the Yufu sect, climbed steadily. If the disciples of the cultivator can pass these three hurdles, are outstanding, and have good conduct, they can leave the wanderers and be promoted to the position of the descendants of the three sects.

The highest level of a disciple is the Sanzong Descendant, also known as the true disciple.

After reaching the three sect heirs, the Taoist priests are qualified to preach the Tao and teach the profession and accept disciples.If you are a disciple, you are actually a servant. After becoming a master, the happiest thing is to instruct the little disciple to do things.

The veteran Song Kaixiu is a very mediocre guy. His martial arts attainments are very poor. However, his master is the former Immortal Master Ranshan, and this relationship is there, so it is natural for him to become his master before his death. The true story.

This step exhausted all his fortunes. After that, for decades, he was never promoted, he could not be regarded as the Qinglang protector, and his teacher died of old age. He slowly faded his self-motivated mind and planned to find a disciple to inherit. He is a "good skill".

Smelly sweet potatoes are only worthy of rotten bird eggs. Song Kaixiu took a few loose people back and forth. They all ran away because of the old and bad martial arts and left for others.

Finally, the aggrieved Song Kaixiu decided not to accept disciples again, so for another three to five years, until one day, he found a baby in a wolf den on the mountain. This kid saw that he was not afraid at all and was raised by the wolf mother. For a few years, he didn't have the slightest wildness on his body, and he looked pure and innocent.The old way is so happy, I feel that God has bestowed a good student to make him feel proud.

He took the little baby back to take care of it. The days passed. The child grew up and followed the master every day. He didn't know if Song Kaixiu's education level was too poor. In short, the child was abandoned.

It’s a little too late.The old Taoist used this reason to comfort himself with a guilty conscience, not because he couldn't teach himself, but because this kid had a precocious talent, and his potential was exhausted when he grew up.

With this recognition, the old Daozhi made the apprentice more at ease.

"Ping An, go and bring in the footwashing water, not too hot."

"Ping An, let's cook the rice. You can heat up the fried pork with garlic sprouts that you didn't finish last night..."

Peace this, peace that, peace and do everything to do.

Wang Pingan.

The little Taoist asked Master, why should he give his surname Wang?

The old Taoist coughed a few times and fooled him.

The reason is actually very simple. His biological father was Wang.

Song Kaixiu knew the life experience of his apprentice. When Wang Ping'an was discovered by him, a brass longevity lock was hung on his neck with the birth date engraved on it.

Although Lao Dao's professional level in Taoism is not high, his basic skills are not bad. It took him several years to find his apprentice's own father, a beggar named Wang San Mazi, in ragged clothes and pus-filled sores.

As for Wang Ping'an's mother, she was dead long ago.

"Stay in Ranshan, stay by Master, for the rest of your life, don't ask you to excel, just be safe."

The little Taoist is unhappy, unhappy in various senses.

Poor in martial arts, weak in technique, and soft in character. He was squeezed by the master at home and ignored by the same sect. He felt like a transparent person.

In the 109th year of the Pure Land calendar, he was eight years old, on June thirteenth, and went to the mountain alone to collect medicine.

It rained a little bit last night, the soil in the mountains was still moist, and the mountains were filled with woods. Walking on the mountain roads full of thorns, the crown of the trees dripped rain from time to time. In the basket, the water was very cold, hitting the skin like small ice beads, so cold that people could shiver.

Wang Ping’an walked along a familiar road. He only planned to go to the depths of the woods to find some elderflowers. However, the fog was too heavy and he accidentally turned into an unfamiliar animal trail, which was animals such as wild boars and hares in the mountains. The way out.

At the end is a cave.

Wang Ping’an’s eyes widened. In the dim light and misty fog, a large group of beasts were gathering around the cave entrance. A tiger, six or seven foxes, three wild wolves, a few hedgehogs, a nest of rabbits...there were hundreds of them, almost all of them. Animals from several nearby hills have come.