The Gate Of Good Fortune

“Sir, this is it.” The cattle chase pointed to the infinite gray planet ahead of the vast void and said excitedly.

No wonder he's excited. In this void, the planet moves. After all these years, it's been a pleasure to find this planet.

Ningcheng also saw this infinite planet long ago and patted the head of the cattle chaser, "Well, it looks like it's getting better, even I remember this. ”

The cattle were praised by the master, and it was even more exciting to park the star wheel on the surface of the planet.

When the cattle control wheel landed on this planet, Ningcheng's mind swept out and shocked.

Though he was badly wounded, he also suffered damage to the sea of knowledge. But his god is still so powerful, so powerful that he can't sweep the planet.

The only thing you can perceive is the vastness of the planet without people smoking. Not only no one, no water, not even any creature, but some are just a hard, gray rock.

“Cattle chase, this place is nice. I'm afraid it's going to take years for me to blend in here. And there's even going to be some big moves, and your strength is terrible. You will now enter the Yellow Pearl to practise, and strive to enter the realm of the Way of Naturalization after I have merged with Hongmeng.” Ningcheng spoke heavily.

Chasing the cow revealed that his master was not joking this time, but being really careful. Even if you don't want to practice any more, you have to respond, “Don't worry, sir, I will definitely practice well in Xuan Yellow Pearl. ”

Ningcheng nodded, “If you can cross into the realm of Dao Yuan after completing the integration of Hongmong Dao Rhyme, I will allow you to wander alone outside Xuan Huang Tian. If you can reach the Way of Way, I will allow you to follow me without entering Xuanhuangzhu. Otherwise, you should keep it in the yellow beads and practice it slowly. ”

The cattle decadent nodded, "Yes, sir. ”

After sending the cattle to Xuan Huangzhu, Ningcheng did not even arrange the Gathering Spiritual Array. His trauma has not healed. Even if he arranges the Gathering Spirit Array, he cannot arrange many advanced Gathering Spirit Arrays.

Besides, in this void, what kind of spiritual energy do you want to gather? That's what crazy people call dreams.

Ningcheng didn't care, he didn't want the intense spirituality to cultivate, he wanted the fusion of Hongmeng Dao rhyme. As long as he is able to understand the spirituality of the opening of the earth through the rhythm of Hongmeng Dao, he is likely to go further.

There was no one on this side of the sky, put away the star wheel in Ningcheng, chased the cow into the Yellow Pearl, and completely restored quiet.

On a huge gray planet, Ningcheng cautiously caught the Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, slowly opened a prohibition of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, the whole mind penetrated.

A vast atmosphere that transcends ancient times permeated the entire consciousness of Ningcheng at this moment, when Ningcheng felt the creation of chaos and the will of the strong who transcended everything.

Just as Ningcheng wanted to continue to infiltrate and realize that hormonal rhyme, there was suddenly an infinite source of chaos in the hormonal rhyme...

Gold, wood, fire, wind, snow, light, void, life, death, motion...

As long as there is the origin in the vast universe, it emerges in the abrupt explosion of this monumental rhyme. At this moment, Ningcheng as a whole is jammed into the doors of the burning powder bank, tormented and impatient, it seems that at any moment the bursting powder bank will burst into pieces.

Ningcheng's heart sank completely into the ice valley, and if he had stepped into the third step before, the first breath of the universe on the gray stone was that the eggs were hatching, and this was the planet bursting.

Ningcheng almost inspires the potential of life to blend, dissolve, and realize the origins of this chaotic cosmic hunger, and remains a cup of water. It is only a matter of time before his entire body is imagined to have been blown to pieces by this original force.

And then there was a sorrow in Ningcheng. He has been practicing wildly ever since he got the Xuan Yellow Bead. From the Yixing mainland to the vast starry sky, from the vast starry sky to the space vegetarian realm, from the Tai vegetarian realm to the Xuanhuang sky outside the sky, even to the light and dark universe.

Of these, he got too much of an opportunity, and this time, despite the trauma, he still grabbed a monumental rhyme in the chaotic interior.

What if we get Hongmont Dao Rhyme? And now he's going to crash under this monumental rhyme, torn to pieces by endless origins.

So much of the chaos originated, he was usually half as hard to get, and now he's got so much.

If he had so many origins before, where would he need to look for five lines of origins? The origins of this chaos are purer than the beads of origin.

At this time, he does not want to say that he has been badly wounded. Even if he is not injured, he will not be able to stop the erosion of this source, but will eventually be torn apart by it, and then, together with Hongmeng Daoyun, turn into the original atmosphere of the vast universe.

Perhaps hundreds of millions of years from now, this vast void will be transformed into a vibrant world by his meteorite today.

After all, he brings infinite origins, which are the only ones that derive rules of heaven and earth and breath of life.

I don't know how long it's been since Ningcheng finally reached its limit.

“Pu” blood gas erupted, a smell that Ningcheng did not have the time to refine, finally tearing the skin of Ningcheng and bringing out a mist of blood.

Like a chain reaction, with the first, there is the second.

In just a few days, Ningcheng is surrounded by flesh and blood. At this time, Ningcheng was bleeding too much and one face was bloodless.

Despite being torn apart by the infinite source of chaos, Ningcheng has not given up, constantly trying to contain the infinite source of chaos.

In his consciousness, he will not give up all chances of life unless he falls or is completely unconscious.

As her body became weaker and weaker, Ningcheng finally felt a sense of vitality in this monumental rhyme. That is to stop blending the refining of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, as long as he blends himself into Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, he will cross into the realm of superiority.

It all looks the same, one is the integration of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme and one is the integration of oneself into Hongmeng Dao Rhyme. But Ningcheng's only consciousness is to let him know that this is definitely different. Fusion of Hongmengdao rhythm is what he wants to do, and integration of himself is an added consciousness, not what he wants.

Even if he had meteorites, he would never have become an avenue machine. Once he was merged into Hongmeng Dao Rhyme, he was alive in Ningcheng, and it was just an avenue machine. At that time, he would no longer have any emotions in his eyes, no sorrowful divorce.

Yes, just the avenue.

This is not his way. His way is to exist first. If he doesn't exist, don't do it. Meteorology is meteorological. As an Earthling, he can live so long, see so many things, recognize the infinite vastness of the universe, he's enough.

Life or death, he's always Ningcheng. Just as he did not practise his identity, he was unique in Ningcheng and could not be replaced without anyone and ways, including his identity.

Time slowly passed, and Ningcheng finally lost consciousness on this deserted grey planet. But he hasn't fallen, and in his subconscious, there's a powerful force of will. This power of will is stopping everything from blending itself into the avenue, and it supports him, even if only for one last second.

Perhaps the will of Ningcheng is too strong, and perhaps the original shock of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme has only ended here.

Ningcheng's broken body was finally in balance under the shock of Hongmeng Dao Rhyme's origins. This balance is the balance of Ningcheng's own will and resistance to the endless origins of Hongmeng Dao rhyme. Neither side can defeat, Ningcheng will not be able to refine the Hongmeng Dao rhyme, and integration awareness becomes part of its own avenue. And Hongmeng Dao Rhyme can't destroy Ning Cheng's will to merge Ning Cheng into Hongmeng Dao Rhyme.

And so everything was stationary, and every moment the origin of Ningcheng's fusion was transformed into the life of Ningcheng, and then this life was crushed by the origin of the new Hongmeng Dao rhyme and turned into blood mist, spraying out of the wounds around Ningcheng.

Year after year, the blood mist around Ningcheng never stopped, so constantly staining the hard rocks around him.

The blood colour extends from around Ningcheng and is growing in scope.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends! Today is Women's Day on March 8th, and I sent a personality review on the public prestige of the female head of the Gate of Culture, welcoming our great book friend to give advice. Because of the rush of time, some of the more prominent women did not comment, wait for the free time to send another article. My public authority signal is, eslw26.)