The Great Tao Chronicle - v2 Chapter 973 1 bronze mirror (free)

Time and space are like water, endless, rushing forward, seemingly endless.

An Qisheng stood in it and looked across the long river.

This is not the first time he has seen the long river of time and space, but he has never seen such a magnificent long river.

Thousands of universes, Hengsha world.

The endless dimensional void, innumerable creatures, are all in it.

Every little wave on the long river, there are many worlds changing, the most insignificant drop of water is the magnificent life of a world of Tianjiao.

Being in it, with today's realm, An Qisheng seems to have the illusion of being lost in it.

He saw the Doufa Sacred Mountain collapse, he saw Bodhi fighting the old dragon, and he saw the land of the Holy Spirit in the heavens and the earth, and some people recovered from the retreat.

Seeing that on the high platform, Mu Longcheng looked confused and seemed to be thinking about something.

In the same way, I also saw the Mayfly Gate, which is looking for the world, and the starry sky landlord who has been unable to find any traces since a glance.

The ultimate achievement, the regulation of time, and the integration of all possible variables, even if it is the fate of all beings in the world, there are only a few scattered traces.

He didn't know where the Star Lord was, just as he couldn't find his own.

In fact, since he entered this realm, he has created a doubtful formation, leaving his own traces in the dimensions of time and space, confusing the landlord of the starry sky.

But he knows very well that only Bodhi can truly hide from the perception of the starlord.

Those who have no fate have begun to emerge.

Regardless of whether Mo Yin's existence was born from the collision of the wild worlds, or was created by 'people', the landlord of the starry sky will never touch it.

The unknown is the greatest terror between heaven and earth for the existence of the almost omniscient Daoji realm.

Therefore, at least until there is no complete certainty, the landlord of the starry sky will not target Bodhi.

But also attract attention.

And this is his chance.

"Nirvana, Nirvana..."

An Qisheng murmured in his heart.

The final step in Nirvana is called rebirth.

Over the years, he has followed Mo Yin's side, not to use him as a driving force against the landlord of the starry sky, but to rely on his unpredictable destiny.

To absorb and absorb the essence of this world Dao Dharma.

From the very beginning of perfecting one's own nirvana, there is already a goal, the method of breaking through.

At this time, although it is still not perfect, at least the first step has no mistakes and can be used.

And the rest...

"After all, you can't build a car behind closed doors..."

Sigh slightly.

Those who seek the Tao may eventually have to walk alone, but if there is no Dharma and Tao of the predecessors, how long will it take to develop them all by themselves?

Dragons may descend into the ground, occupy the nine heavens, or hide in shallow waters, but after all, they will be transformed into dragons.

If the earth dragon wants to transform into the heavenly dragon, it will eventually soar above the nine heavens.

The reason why An Qisheng chose the wild world was not just for the starry sky landlord.

As his thoughts turned, An Qisheng sat cross-legged in the long river of time and space, letting the long river beat, gradually disappearing from his figure.

The long river of time and space does not record the year, and I do not know how long it has passed.

Or just a flick of a finger, or hundreds of millions of years have passed.

At a certain moment, An Qisheng disappeared into a place where a fire suddenly lit up, and after a few moments, the fire was blazing and brighter.

If anyone is here, they can see that there is an elixir furnace with three legs and two ears, nine orifices and eight holes in the blazing fire.

The pill furnace hummed and trembled, as if opening nine orifices and eight holes, drawing some indescribable aura from the endless river of time and space.

With the continuous flow and watering of the breath, the fire in the middle of the pill furnace was raging, and there was a bronze mirror looming.

Boom!

After an unknown number of years, a loud bang resounded through the long river of time and space.

Although it disappeared in a flash, it also attracted a lot of time and space, and one after another powerful eyes peeped across the time and space.

There are even more tyrannical wills to break through the interlayer of time and space, get rid of the constraints of time and space, break the control of fate, and descend on the long river of time and space.

hum!

Time and space oscillated, ripples in the long river.

A young Taoist with long hair strode up, flicking his sleeves, the long river shook, and many wills were shaken back.

"Heavenly Prison True Monarch!"

There were fluctuations of will, and there seemed to be anger, but in the end the silence receded.

This one is too domineering, he really can't be provoked.

The Heavenly Prison True Monarch walked between the long rivers, capturing the aura that remained in the time and space. After a few moments, he stayed in the place where the firelight disappeared.

"The breath of Nirvana..."

Heavenly Prison True Monarch whispered slightly:

"Is there anyone else who is going to hit God's gate? Who will it be? True Monarch Fuyao? A Taoist alone?

In the whispers, the True Monarch of Heavenly Prison has already shot.

His movements were simple and rude, with five fingers pinched together, fist prints like hammers, smashing heavily on the river.

Boom!

The Changhe suddenly rioted, and countless waves surged up.

At the same time, scenes of light and shadows intertwined and changed in front of his eyes, and in a faint, he saw a deep gossip pill furnace.

Kacha~

But in less than a ten-thousandth of a moment, all the lights and shadows have been shattered, as if they were completely shattered by an invisible force.

True Monarch Heavenly Prison's eyes condensed, when the light and shadow were broken.

He saw a stream of light shot out from the broken pill furnace, and at a terrifying speed that made him change his color, it did not go to the unpredictable time and space.

Heavenly Prison True Monarch frowned:

"That seems to be...

A bronze mirror? ! "

...

The Dayong Dynasty seemed to fall apart overnight.

On that day, the endless luck of luck rolled, and thousands of divine dragons of luck were transformed into the sky and the earth, galloping in all directions.

In a short time, the endless continent was full of dragons and snakes, and 84,000 feudal lords fought again. It seemed that in just a thousand years, the war had already spread across the entire continent.

The collapse of Qi Luck seems to have broken some kind of pattern between heaven and earth.

Since that day, many practitioners have suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy between the mountains and the sea has become more and more intense, and it seems that it has become easier to overcome the calamity.

Many great practitioners have come out of the place of retreat~www.novelbuddy.com~ or help the children of robbers to fight for heaven and earth, or lead the calamity to cross the calamity.

And because of the collapse of the dimension, in the terrifying time and space turbulence, the countless masters who are forced to hide in it are also born.

It further sparked the strife of heaven and earth.

The turbulent times have come, and under the boiling of robbery, it has stimulated the transpiration of many robbers, and countless masters of the older generation are shocked to discover.

It seems that it didn't take long for those robbers who had not cultivated enough years to catch up, and even surpassed their countless thousands of years of cultivation.

For a time, either being affected by the war, or unable to hold back, more masters walked out of the mountain gate and joined this terrifying doom.

An unprecedented turbulent world has come under the witness of everyone.

Just when this catastrophe was in full swing, a streamer strayed from the interlayer of endless time and space.

At this time, 120,000 years have passed since the troubled times came.