Huh ~

The breeze blew across the wilderness, and the old trees beside the road made a rustling sound.

Yang Yu walked slowly on the official road, feeling the gentle breeze, and sometimes he raised his eyes to see the sea of ​​clouds surging and leaves moving with the wind.

The chaotic body of the near-the-dao has various incredible powers. This is not a magical power, but it seems to be more mysterious than magical powers.

Just like that.

He measured this world on foot, and his actions and seeing all his eyes reflected in his heart. All kinds of aura and even traces of time were also captured by him.

"There are pictures left by people, and the geese leave traces behind by people. The gluttony cauldron is such traces..."

In the breeze, Yang Yu slowly raised his hand, and the seemingly non-existent aura intersected in his palms, emitting a bright light.

There is a reaction in the Gluttony Cauldron, and the new ingredients are captured and printed by them and can be refined at any time.

"The 'divine food' characteristics of the gluttony tripod have at least the ability to 'retract the energy', 'real transformation of virtual and real', and 'refining the false into the true', and 'changing the material spirit'..."

Feeling the changes in the breath in the Gluttony Cauldron, Yang Yuxin felt something.

Everything has its own trajectory and changes. Pursuing, exploring, and until the principles are mastered, this is practice and seeking the Tao.

Now he has come to this path and has walked very deeply.

boom!

A sudden explosion occurred above the sea of ​​clouds, and the sound waves were like thunder:

"Fan Yun, how dare you compete with me for this dragon soul?!"

"If the treasures in the world are obtained by the strong, you will see them only a few decades earlier, but you will not succeed?"

Someone laughed thousands of miles away, the sea of ​​clouds was torn apart, and the terrifying hands covered the skylight thousands of miles away.

"What kind of strong man are you? It's so ridiculous!"

Two Eight Ox Lords competed against the sea of ​​clouds, and their energy dissipated a wisp of them underground, like falling thunder, which scared the pedestrians in the wilderness to disperse one after another.

Soon, the two people who were fighting disappeared between the sea of ​​clouds.

“There are more and more outsiders…”

Yu Yang took a casual look and thought he would leave often.

This mysterious realm of skill is undoubtedly extremely special, and he only noticed it when he touched the "Tao Sect".

Normally, the mysterious realm is the afterimage of the real world, and there may be real, but most of them are illusory.

But this place has different mysterious realms, and there is Tao here.

It even has a sympathy with the outside world, so that more than two hundred years have passed since this time, and more than two hundred years have passed by the outside world.

The fog outside the Jilei Mountain dissipated again and again, and many practitioners who came to hear the news, even the immortals and Buddhas, came in.

He has experienced many similar battles along the way, and there are many death-death dissipation.

pity……

"The adventures and fortunes in the eyes of ordinary people may be simply a gadget that can be created with ease..."

Yu Yang felt a little moved.

The mysterious realm of the Chaos Bell is printed with so many opportunities and fortunes. He even noticed the seven-yuan Taoist fruit and the broken immortal treasure.

But for him, this is the greatest fortune of the world, the world itself, which is shallower than the real world, deeper than the ordinary mysterious realm, and contains all kinds of truths.

"Maybe, I can try one or two..."

Yu Yang looked at the rolling mountains and felt thoughtful.

Attaining the Tao does not mean that one can achieve enlightenment overnight. Only after you see the Tao and see the Tao can you be said to be attained.

At this moment, because of the special nature of this mysterious skill, he had seen the deep secrets in the baptism of the Sea of ​​Law, and he had a vague understanding of how to go to the "road to the path of the way".

Before the great disaster came, all the creations of all realms gathered in it.

Even though the Chaos Bell was not fully expanded, Yang Yu could see the corner of the prosperous era for only one corner.

The Dagan Shen Dynasty ruled the earthly realm, and it was inconsistent, so what the Shen Dynasty did was also a feudal system.

In the Shen Dynasty, there were eight hundred princes, each governing one country. The territory of any country was not inferior to the peak of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Xuanhuang Realm.

On this day, Yang Yu walked all over the ground and suddenly heard the sound of the ancient phoenix, raised his eyes and looked at it.

But I saw a sacred and majestic divine bird that had reached the boundless sea of ​​clouds and descended into the distance.

"This is……"

Yang Yu's heart was just a move, and through the energy in the dark, he had seen billions of miles away.

"The Destined Mysterious Bird?"

Yang Yu's expression changed a little, but then his sight had already fallen into the East Pole.

The moment the mysterious bird descended, he keenly noticed that the "Dao line" that formed this mysterious realm was moved.

That's...

"Chaos Bell!"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and disappeared into the wilderness. In the next moment, he had arrived in front of an ancient city.

This city is smaller than Shouyang City, and is also the most common small city within the Dagan.

But the city walls are quite like time, and seem to have stood here for billions of years.

"Xuanhuang City."

After stopping at the gate of the city, Yang Yu seemed to feel something. He followed people into the city, walked through several lively streets, and stopped in front of an alley.

"This is interesting..."

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he walked into the alley.

At the end of the alley, hundreds of families are scattered and scattered, which is quite out of place with the outside world, like a small village in the city.

In the open space under the old tree at the village head, an old man gently shaking his palm-leaf fan and smiling at the children playing.

There was probably no one in this alley for a long time. The moment Yang Yu walked in, the old men enjoying the cool air, the children playing, and the big men at the entrance of the village all looked sideways and their expressions changed.

"interesting……"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and felt more and more interesting. He took a step back in line with the eyes of the crowd.

Just took a step back, the child, the old man and the big man all took back their eyes, as if nothing had happened.

When Yang Yu took another step, the crowd looked at each other again and his expression changed again, just as before.

"Time reincarnation."

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly condensed.

In his eyes, this small village is incompatible with the entire mysterious realm.

It's like another level of mysterious skill that exists in this mysterious skill realm.

‘That Chaos Bell took a period of time and rubbed it here…’

As soon as he thought about it, Yang Yu walked into the village, without caring about the strange expressions of the crowd, and came to the old tree.

"Where did the young man come from?"

The old man looked up, with a little curious in his turbid eyes:

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"Come from Xuanhuang City and pass by here."

Yang Yu replied and asked again: "Dare you ask the old man, what year will be tonight?"

What year is it today?

Hearing this, the old man was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from the village:

"The ninth catastrophe of Yuanshi, the twenty-ninth century of Taiyuan, 7562, early spring!"

The Demon Emperor Taiyuan?

Yang Yu looked up and saw a boy wearing black short-strike walking slowly out of the village.

This person?

Yang Yu was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he felt that this person was very familiar with him.

However, after a moment of thought, he frowned slightly: "Taiyuan, the 29th century?"

"good!"

The boy smiled slightly.

Yang Yu couldn't help but feel moved.

Chronicle is a type of nine kalpas, with 129,600 years being one.
To be continued...