Jiuyang Universe, the wild world.
Seven men, one woman, and eight monks surrounded by a faint glow stood on the shore of the East China Sea.
The eight people were old and young.
Some were brightly dressed, some were full of nobility, some were in ragged clothes, and some were simply disabled beggars.
But there is a ray of rays of light condensing on the eight people, and the eight layers of rays of rays of light intertwine with each other, turning into a sky that covers the East China Sea.
Deep in the East China Sea, on an island, stands a huge sacred tree.
The sacred tree is ten thousand feet high, with huge roots that penetrate deep into the earth.
The branches are thick, and the branches and leaves derived from them are all red, and the veins of the leaves are golden, as if there is gold.
The flames flowed and trembled slightly, and the branches and leaves penetrated into the void, breathing in pure Yang essence and evolving into solar essence fire.
This tree is the great wilderness of heaven and earth, the root of pure Yang, the source of the great sun.
Under the sacred tree sits a sacred figure, wearing an imperial robe woven with gold threads and clouds as brocade.
A great sun appears behind his head, and there is a sound in his breathing.
Threads of the great sun's essence flow.
At the same time, at every moment, a strong incense will be poured into the sun behind its head, turning into streams of flames flying around it.
Suddenly, the god opened his eyes, looked at the gathering glow of the sky, and said coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die."
After saying that, thick golden flames poured out from the bright sun behind his head, making the sky glow golden red, like a sea of fire burning the sky.
The rolling golden flames filled the sky for nine days, condensed little by little, and turned into sharp swords, falling like raindrops.
The eight monks standing on the shore of the East China Sea had solemn expressions.
One of them, a handsome young man, put his hand in his hand.
Throwing the flower basket into the air, countless brightly colored petals suddenly burst out from the originally empty flower basket, growing and spreading rapidly in the air.
The flowers bloomed and fell, and the rain of flowers formed a curtain blocking the falling of the fire sword.
What's strange is that when faced with the golden flames of the Great Sun, those petals did not wither and decay as quickly as the rest of the vegetation.
Instead, they took root in the flames and continued to grow as the flames burned.
Eventually, the flames all over the sky were covered with flames.
A huge sea of flowers formed by lush branches and leaves instead.
The dissipation of the sea of fire did not make everyone let go of their fears.
Sure enough, the next moment, a golden light emerged, and a figure suddenly appeared, with five fingers that were like a bird's claws slightly bent, grabbing at the handsome boy's heavenly spirit.
It happened that at this time, among the eight monks, a man with a cane, ragged clothes and mutilated limbs suddenly stretched out the iron cane in his hand and hit the man's palm with lightning accuracy.
The huge force immediately knocked the man away, but the attacker was not pleased either.
His entire arm was filled with a cold aura.
The man who was "too angry" looked at his arm that was a little bit crystallized with ice.
The golden sun behind his head was burning, forcing back the eight monks who wanted to pursue the victory.
He sneered: "When did the famous Eight Immortals start to play these tricks?"
" These words were induced by the god using a special method to confuse the gods.
After everyone heard this, some of them with less experience felt a little guilty, but the oldest of the eight monks smiled. , beat the fishing drum in his hand with his hand, and the sound of clear sound is thought-provoking.
When the people around him heard this, they were in a trance.
They seemed to remember countless past events, and their eyes immediately became firm.
While several people were adjusting their mentality, the god wanted to take action, but the sound of fishing drums gave the fellow practitioners a warning and reminder, but gave him a strange feeling of rising and falling, a hero dying.
For a god, changes in his state of mind are very dangerous, especially for a god like him who controls the glory of the sun.
His aging state of mind is likely to directly affect his own authority, so he gave up his creation without hesitation. opportunity, choose to return to defense.
But this time, there was no chance to turn around.
After the other monks reacted, they immediately took their position and locked the void, blocking the gods from absorbing energy from the outside, mobilizing the power of wish, and contacting the sacred tree deep in the East China Sea. possible.
Then, a handsome young man stepped out and played the flute in his hand.
The cheerful and melodious sound of the flute was crisp and melodious, which made people intoxicated.
It complemented each other with the sound of fishing drums that conveyed the meaning of twilight, just like childhood and old age. , the contrast between prosperity and decay.
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However, these two extremely opposite states of mind, like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, complement each other, eroding the god's state of mind pervasively, forcing him to use most of his power to protect his mind.
The transfer of power naturally led to negligence in the attack.
Facing the attacks of the other people, it was a bit difficult to parry, especially one of the flying swords, which was like lightning and flying dragons.
It was also extremely sharp and could be easily defeated.
Pierced His divine defense, constantly leaving wounds on Him.
Although the wound would heal quickly, every time he touched it, another guy with his bare breasts exposed and holding a cattail leaf fan would gently shake the cattail leaf fan, and invisible energy would emerge, pulling out his divine power.
The "bastard" god lost in the battles again and again, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.
He raised his hand and pressed down.
The golden flames exuding terrifying coercion gathered into a big golden hand and grabbed the eight people.
At this time, the woman who had not done anything among the eight people threw a lotus flower.
The lotus flower fell into the sea of flowers in the sky.
The flower bloomed and withered, and countless lotus petals fell.
Mixed with the original petals, they turned into a rain curtain of flowers.
The curtain surrounded everyone, the petals swirled around, and it was like a huge sky pillar.
It was not an existence that could be shaken by that big hand.
"His Majesty" In the supreme heaven, a god surrounded by nine layers of scorching sun looked at the supreme god sitting above him and asked, which was also a reminder.
The Immortal Path has been too active recently, and has been secretly targeting the gods under the Supreme Heaven.
In the universes opened up by many immortal realms of Shinto, the originally suppressed immortality has shown signs of rising.
For example, today a monk was chased by Shinto and fell into a secret realm.
He practiced hard for hundreds of years and finally killed the god.
Only, he became the Lord of Heaven and Earth; tomorrow there will be another monk who has been inherited by the predecessors of the Immortal Way and joined forces with the Shinto to open up a new era in which immortals and gods coexist; some even claim to have obtained the decree of the Heavenly Lord and cut down mountains and destroy temples with the intention of replacing the Shinto with the Immortal Way.
Of course, these changes are all in the universe, and only in individual worlds, so their impact is not big, and the god didn't care at first.
Even when the Eight Immortals were sent into His universe from other universes, He didn't pay much attention to them.
But as the legend of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea spread in his universe, he couldn't sit still.
You must know that those eight immortals not only achieved the status of immortals in his universe, but also conveniently left him in the universe.
A sacred tree was uprooted and condensed into the great sun.
You must know that the sacred tree is the differentiation of the god's body, and can be regarded as his descendant.
What the immortal did like was equivalent to rushing into his home and beating his grandson.
Even though this grandson himself has no image, the other party's behavior makes people very angry.
"That's why you let him seize the opportunity."
The supreme master of heaven, hidden in the heavy divine light, looked at the angry gods and said calmly: "Who allowed that god to kill their teacher for himself and be caught by them?
Got the handle” "But" the god surrounded by nine suns behind him wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the Lord of Heaven: "That's it."
After hearing the words, Jiuyang God could only leave, but what he didn't say was that the teacher of the eight people was simply the incarnation of the one in Yuqiong Wonderland.
That one had scheming intentions, and even he might not be able to escape, let alone gods of his universe But the god thought about it and felt that it was not easy to say it openly.
You must know that it was shameless back then, and the one who made the first move was the one sitting in the heaven.
Even with the return of the Holy Lord of the Nine Heavens and the secret of the Holy Lord's fall, that person's position is a bit turbulent, and naturally it is not suitable to continue to make things bigger.
But now, is this situation something you can settle down if you don’t want to continue making trouble?
Jiuyang God sighed and shook his head.
After returning to his own universe, apart from maintaining his own authority and evolution, he rarely interfered with the Supreme Heavenly Court. time.
The number of such gods is still gradually increasing, and the atmosphere in the Supreme Heaven is becoming increasingly weird.
"This is your plan."
God Miluo, who had re-inherited the title of Nine Heavens Saint King but did not take it as his master, came to Yuqiong Fairyland, looked at Li Haocheng and said with a smile: "As for that?"
"Your Majesty does not want revenge."
Li Haocheng asked with a smile: "Back then, if this person hadn't done this secretly, you would not have been torn apart by the original demon, causing Taixu's power to fall away."
"Isn't it not a bad thing if it fell into your hands?
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Why do you have to force yourself to join the Qing Emperor and create some trouble for him?
If you really attack the Innate Moon God, it will not end well."
Milo God continues to persuade.
"If He is willing to stay calm and not make a fuss, I won't bother to pay attention to Him after I retaliate.
But now He doesn't want to make me clean, so don't blame me for finding something for Him to do."
Li Haocheng thought of how he had no intention of doing anything in the past few days.
One of the things I discovered made me feel a little confused.
"What did he do again?"
God Milo was a little curious.
As a moral god, Li Haocheng, with the influence of his authority on diversity, now the spiritual source of most of the creatures in the multiverse has become him.
It means that if these creatures do not enter immortality for one day, then all their experiences of life, old age, illness and death will become Li Haocheng's insights, so that Li Haocheng's current state of mind is worse than that of the Supreme Buddha, and the departed Taoist ancestors may not be able to Overcome Him.
But just such a state of mind, and now showing an angry attitude, really makes God Milo curious about what his former brother did when he fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, it's better not to know."
After Li Haocheng finished speaking, his mind had returned to calmness, but he did not show the slightest conciliatory attitude.
Upon seeing this, God Milo smiled bitterly, and was about to continue speaking, when he saw the stars falling from the sky. , Emperor Ziwei came to persuade.
In the end, it was God Milo who was persuaded by Emperor Ziwei and chose to help Li Haocheng.
"You've already settled it, right?"
God Milo, who was persuaded, finished speaking and turned into pure air and left the Yuqiong Wonderland.
"Our Beidou department will help solve the problem of banning the Innate Moon God, forcing him to leave, and a series of events that will follow, but the rest of the matter will be left to Tianzun."
With that, Emperor Ziwei stood up and faced Li Haocheng He cupped his hands, and after Li Haocheng responded, he turned into little stars and disappeared in front of Li Haocheng: