The ancient Buddha at the Lantern looked at Bodhisattva Guan Yin and smiled and said, "I and others are not going to come forward properly, so I trouble the Bodhisattva to move more between us and the Sanqing heir.

"I hope there is a suitable time." Avalokitesvara shook his head, and then left.

The back of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp sent him away, and after a moment he withdrew his gaze.

In front of him, there were eighteen pearls flashing in different colors.

Seeing Dinghaizhu missing by a quarter, the ancient Buddha shook his head and smiled, then put away Dinghaizhu again.

Sitting on the lotus, the expression on the face of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp tended to be calm, and his eyes no longer fluctuated. His eyes were slightly closed, just like silence.

Regardless of the pure land of western bliss, or the star sea of ​​Chenshan, after receiving the news of the opening of the Daomen by the Sanqing heirs, they remained silent.

It has always been actively suppressing the authentic Xianting and Bailian Pure Land of the Daomen, but no voice came out.

The three new Daomen universes are swaying, bright and upright exist in the endless void outside the territory, but other forces seem to ignore this fact.

Compared with thousands of years ago, when the Daomen universe and its upper realm and Bi Youtian opened up, it has experienced a long and bloody battle, which is completely different.

In the dark years experienced by the authentic Daomen after the Great Destruction in the past, I do not know how much to pay, and finally I have a stable place, where Xu Tu develops.

The hidden and stable places like Yuquan are very few after all.

Most of the time, people in the Daomen struggled to survive in the cracks.

Like Li Xingba and Chilan Taoists, they lived in groups and wandered in groups of threes and threes, even if no one tried to suppress the encirclement and suppression.

It's natural for them to be like the fairyland powerhouses they cultivated from, and to live in a secular world.

However, selecting successors and teaching and nurturing successors are inseparable from the world and the world.

Only a large enough population can produce a small number of outstanding geniuses.

Only the middle and low-level buildings that are stable enough can produce blood continuously.

Today, Daomen's authentic heirs do not have to worry about similar problems.

Suo Mingzhang, Antarctic Longevity Emperor, Gouchen Emperor, Wudang Madonna and other Daomen Tianzun need not continue to drift away in the endless void outside the domain.

They reopened the Dong Mansion and lived there safely. At the same time, it also meant that more martial arts were passed down, more people proliferated, and more human worlds were established.

Daomen warriors have since walked in the endless void outside the territory. Although they are not careless, they no longer need to hide in Tibet like the dog of the bereavement, fearing that they will be besieged and chased.

More resources, more treasures, people who can compete with other forces say otherwise, but at least they can use their own skills to compete with others.

Don't worry anymore. Suddenly there are many higher-level enemies, but there is no big boss to support them.

No matter how high it is, the greatest embarrassment of the Taoist warriors in the past is that there is no Daozu who can preside over the situation stably.

Although it still does not exist today, Zhuxian array has changed this status quo.

The general situation is indeed different.

Seeing Suo Mingzhang taking away the Canghua god tree transformed by Shao Junhuang's decay, Yan Zhaoge and others felt quite emotional.

Today, everything is after the great destruction, like Shao Junhuang's expectation of the forefathers of all generations.

No step, no miles, and it is precisely the efforts of generation after generation. The light of the dawn finally grew, and finally turned into the rising sun, and began to really disperse the darkness and the cold.

Singer Yan Zhao's palms spread out, and a little dim light rose, gradually expanded, and finally turned into a huge light wheel.

After the radiance dissipated, a black iron wheel appeared on the singer Yan Zhao. There were twelve holes in the wheel.

It is the Great Nether Wheel.

The huge black iron wheel kept turning. At that moment, the relatively short Canghua god tree left in the Tongming Valley suddenly had countless blue flowers on the tree, without any signs, blooming and blooming.

The petals of blue fluttered, like fine snow, on the black iron wheel.

Yan Di also reached out and tapped a little red light at her fingertips, which spread out and enveloped the Tongming Valley.

This red light source was trapped in the ancient sword of Xian, intercepted by Yan Di and always carried in his body.

The dark red glow turned into a curtain, presenting a timeless picture.

A man in purple clothes and a woman in white stood side by side with their backs to Yan Zhaoge.

The man in purple clothing holds the sword on the left, the woman in white clothing holds the sword on the right, and his left hand is held together with the man's right.

In addition to the backs that fell in the eyes of Yan Zhaoge and others, he could also see the man and the woman facing each other, showing half of their faces, and smiling at the corners of their mouths.

That's the record of the ancient sword in the immortal, Yan Di's parents, Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian's last back view during their lifetime.

The sword Buddha on the screen has been eliminated by Yan Di, leaving only his parents.

Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian sacrificed Yuding's decay and immortal ancient sword to their blood, so that they could not leave their remains. Yandi had to build a tomb tomb as a memorial, and this dark red sword light was always with him.

Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng, Yan Di, Xue Chuqing, Xu Fei and others all looked solemnly and solemnly.

"Grandfather, grandmother, Mu Yaosui Xing Shangzun, two seniors, Youming and Tongming, as well as other Daomen ancestors, your past efforts have not been in vain."

"We ... succeeded!"

Yan Zhaoge whispered softly.

It is difficult to count the masters of Daomen who were killed during and after the destruction.

Yan Zhaoge and others now know a lot of things through Yang Jian, Fairy Cloud, Fairy Emperor Antarctica, Master Xuandu and others.

Yuqing Heirlooms, Guangcheng Tianzun, Yuding Real Man, Daoxing Tianzun and other powerful deaths and injuries are fatal and needless to say.

In the heavenly palace, the emperor's land, one of the four emperors, only fell.

Among the Sanxiao Niangniang, in addition to Fairy Yunxiao, Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Xiaobi both died.

The former Qing Dynasty heir to the top power, the Holy Mother of the Golden Palace, the main part of the fighting department of the Heavenly Court Shrine, also fell.

One of the most proud descendants of the third generation of the Qing dynasty in the ancient era. Later, the master of the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Palace Shrine, Jiu Tian Ying Yuan, the thunder of Puhua Tianzun Wenzhong, also followed the footsteps of his mentor, Jin Ling Our Lady.

The original owner of the twenty-four Dinghaizhus, Zhao Gongming, the superpower of the Qing dynasty, was also able to take off the god list when it was destroyed, but it also had the same fate as Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao.

True Wudang Motianzun, Shou Xingjun, Taibai Xingjun ... There are countless of them.

Some were killed during the Great Destruction, while others fell after the destruction, just like the battle for Zhuxian Formation, and the Immortal Virgin almost became part of them.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the backs of Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian.

Looking at the big nether wheel transformed by Yin Tianxia's decay.

Looking at the Canghua God Tree transformed by Hu Yuexin.

Looking at the many silhouettes that appeared gradually in front of me, I was a little relieved at the same time.

"Although, I haven't been able to provoke the Qing Dynasty, sweep away the outer Dao and many other enemies, but I resurrected the Dao and have seen the weather." Yan Zhaoge said slowly: "The prosperous world will eventually come as you wish."