Chapter 877

The world is a monster, the Tao is terrible, the future is dark, civilization is ugly, society is doomed to collapse, morality is the root of all evils

Murmur. Lu Zhengkang's thinking is full of hallucinations. In his delirium, every thought seems to be a spark under the ice, whose destruction is faster than twinkling. Outside the Milky way,

sits on the heavenly path of the Wutong realm. In a deep red space, each star is a printed person. The five party stands on five lines. The six day is only a shallow shadow, and it is built into a deep space. The six road is quietly rotating in the lower level of the universe. The galaxy is flowing from the six mixed holes to the six day boundary, and the cycle is very slow. Process, in the sea of stars, this slow flow, like a slight wave.

Wutong is different from the original universe, and also different from the completely artificial universe. The humanitarian development in this area has surpassed the natural world and promoted the development of the heaven. The trace of Tao is becoming more and more strong. As long as there is enough time - maybe hundreds of millions of years, it can also be full of Tao rhyme like the outside world, so that the monks here can accumulate powerful Tao.

At this moment, the seal of his incarnation in heaven is finally condensed in the hands of the Bodhisattva. It is deeply engraved on his chest and twinkles with the numerous FA seals on his body.

Chu Renjie in Zhonglu can feel the great tremor of his heart. He wakes up from his sleep and caresses his chest. He can almost feel the blazing heat. It is the demon lord who has passed on the trace of his self seal to him. Tonight and now, he also enters the Tao.

Lu Zhengkang opens his eyes at the immortal platform of Kunlun palace and walks out of the hut. In the clear wine fog, a pure wine fog, like a sea of glass, interprets the story of countless people. One person's story is enough to praise, while the story of three people is endless. Tens of millions of people, hundreds of millions of ghosts, huge cluster structure, grand narrative style and arrogant consciousness form State.

All of this, in the evolution of chaos, galloping like the wind whistling in the mountains.

Finally, they gather in Lu Zhengkang's body, including red dust, wine dust and kendo Xiaocheng.

He threw the red dimple in his sleeve into the sky, just like a red fireworks straight up. On the night of the gorgeous stars shining on the top of the Kunlun palace, it twinkled under the ice blue sky, just like a dandelion light, but it disappeared in a flash. It was a mirage of wine fog, just like a simple refraction of the moonlight.

In the cloud building, qingningzi looked at the sky outside. The clouds were sparse, and the light of fireworks leaked in, just like a dandelion, came with the wind.

Sheng Yan came to her and said, "this Kendo is your little Xianggong?"

Qingningzi nodded, "yes."

"I'm really enviable." Sheng Yan sighed, "he has got the essence of the cultivation."

"Master, what is the essence of cultivating truth?"

"I don't know."

"The master teases people again."

Sheng Yan laughed, "you. Let me tell you this: among the people in the world, there is a monk out of 10000, a talent who can advance bravely out of 1000, a real person who can accumulate Taoism out of 1000, and a genius who can touch the essence of cultivation out of 10000. "

"What is the essence of Xiuzhen?"

"It's the essence of practice to be able to fake and come true." Sheng Yanzhen leaned against the railing and held her cheek in both hands. There was no outsider around her. She was lazy and unrestrained. "You see, there were no bricks and tiles in the Kunlun palace. It is said that their real residences were in Sendai. At the beginning, Dongwang Gongfen granted the land of the immortals. There, the Taoists of the Kunlun palace opened fields and built houses little by little. Only there is real."

Qingningzi heard that Lu Zhengkang talked about his daily life in Kunlun palace. He nodded after hearing the speech, and was more curious about master's saying that "there were no bricks and tiles".

Sheng Yan sighed, "I can't see the true face of Lushan. It's just because I'm in the mountain. The main peak of the Kunlun palace, the cloud tower, these pavilions and pavilions are all the illusions of the Taoist of the Kunlun palace. "

"Green rather son Yi a," magic art, is the magic art of the fox society

"Yes. It's empty. There are no bricks and tiles Sheng Yan smiles, "it's normal for you to come here for the first time. Shifu also listens to your Shizu."

"But it's so real, and the array here is real."

"That's what they're good at. Kunlun palace, the descendants of Yuqing, can't be worse."

Lu Zhengkang takes back red dimple Jiao. He knows that qingningzi must have seen it. She also knows that she has been promoted to jiedan.

Xuanyouzi came over and patted him on the back carelessly, "good job!"

Chen Chen son silently pinches Xuan you son's back neck, "your younger martial brother all arrive knot Dan period, you this big elder martial brother when can refine out gold Dan?"

"Ah, the waves behind push the waves ahead! Isn't it a good thing that younger martial brother is so brave and progressive? Why are you aiming at me? "

"Smelly boy has no face and no skin."

"I didn't learn from my teacher."

"Fight!"

The two men ran all the way.Lu Zhengkang bowed to the master, "teacher, the disciples have succeeded."

Xue Hongzi smiles, "do you want to name your own skill?"

"The skill of the disciple is the same as that of the teacher. Why not call it the modified version of Qiqing sword formula?"

"Naughty Again! Why do you have such a bad name? " Xue Hongzi thought for a moment, "your skill is out of my way, and out of the fence of your sixth martial uncle. The subtlety of Kendo is amazing, and your magic power It's really weird. It's not a serious Sword Fairy any more. You should go to the marketplace to practice in the future. If the teachers give you a good name, jiuchenzi, let's call it Dagao Jiange. "

"It's not easy to hear." Lu Zhengkang muttered.

Xue Hongzi: "eh?"

"Ah, it's worthy of being a teacher. Even the name is so high-level and elegant. It's very respectable."

When they heard the words, they just laughed. Tao ranzi also laughed. Only xuanyouzi, who had been chased, was wailing.

At this time, dragon chant came from the East. After hearing this, the teachers restrained their smile and told some younger generation to go back to sleep. They rushed to the main peak.

The next day, the sword fight in chilou started as scheduled. Master Dahui stood up and performed the sword dance.

The broad robe with big sleeves and stars are awe inspiring. The mountains and rivers are so deep that the immortals nod their heads.

Xuanyouzi is not here. He wants to fight in Youxu. Lu Zhengkang's side is qingningzi. He leans to others' ears and laughs, "it's worthy of being a serious Taoist. It's beautiful to dance."

Qingningzi laughed, "I can dance better. Do you want to see it? "

"Yes, yes."

"I'll talk about winning."

The sword dance is over. It's time to fight for a new sword. Lu Zhengkang directly stood up, took chiyingjiao out of his sleeve, and handed over to a group of sword immortals. "Jiuchenzi of Kunlun palace, chiyingjiao, the sword you are holding, you are polite."

"Good courage, I'll learn from you!" At the beginning, someone stood up. Lu Zhengkang smiled and said, "please."