In a daze, he had already arrived in an ancient immortal sect. Fang Yuan, or the person in his dream, began his real practice there. He knew the importance of power and his efforts were far more than others. There were naturally some unhappiness in the immortal sect, but compared to his previous experiences, he became silent and more fierce. He was laughing at anyone, but when the other party was in a way, he didn't mind stabbing the other party. As long as he could obtain more resources and obtain more powerful martial arts and magic weapons, he would use all means to fight for it. As long as he could become strong, he would no longer be afraid...

Hundreds of years have passed, and he has become a famous Jindan realm monk, and a gentle Taoist companion, becoming a great monk that everyone envies. But God is always so unfair. His cultivation has problems. He is obsessed with anger. Then all his situations have changed. He stayed in the stone chamber, unable to go anywhere, and could not move at all...

Everyone was waiting for him to die, but he just couldn't die.

He lived in this state for a hundred years, and his existence with this breath showed his unwillingness.

But he refused to die, but others couldn't wait. When Tong'er pushed him to bask in the sun, it seemed like a slippery hand, and he was pushed to the bottom of the cliff. It was the Cliff of Waiting Demons. There were countless monsters underneath. No matter who fell, there would be no good ending!

What's more, he is a weak and silly body who is too moving?

But he survived. He was really lucky. It seemed that his body had undergone some changes between life and death. He could move. So he bit the monsters like a wild beast, biting the monsters that wanted to eat him to death, and ate their flesh and blood. What's more important is that he actually obtained a inheritance from the ancient immortal family here, solving his problem of being possessed by the demon. Not only did he recover his cultivation, but he also formed a Yuanying in one fell swoop. So he jumped out of the demon cliff and returned to the immortal gate...

Then he figured out that his Taoist partner was all the mastermind behind this scene.

The reason is very simple. She just doesn't want to spend a hundred years of youth with her like a disabled person...

She and her eldest disciple...

So he hung up his Taoist couple and his eldest disciples...

The Immortal Gate was shocked and rushed to persuade him, thinking that he shouldn't have done this, and that he would lose his moral character...

He looked at the hypocritical faces and asked: Where did you go when I became a useless person before and were harmed by others?

The anger was hard to stop. He split from the Immortal Sect, and then he started to fight with the Immortal Sect elders. Then he realized that they were so weak. With the power of the Nascent Soul, he directly destroyed the entire Immortal Sect and killed them all!

A master of immortality began to chase him and accused him of being a devil!

He killed all those people!

During this process, he suddenly realized that I was so powerful, so why don’t I fight in the world?

So he began to conquer all the powerful people, build his own Taoist tyrant, compete with the great immortal sects, and compete with all the powerful enemies. He found that he became stronger and stronger as he fought, and hated him. He hated all those who stood in front of him, killed them all, and destroyed the Taoist tyrant, refining the wreckage of those who dared to be enemies with him, sealing the souls, turning them into puppets, kneeling in front of him forever...

He killed five palm paths, and he killed ten demon generals...

He conquered the gods and demons of the tenth level, assassinated the master of Hun Ling, and stole the other party's Taoist fruit...

He finally walked to the world step by step, becoming one of the most powerful beings in the world. No one in the world could threaten him at will, and his cultivation level also reached an unprecedented level. He touched the ethereal immortal path and his own great way surged out in his heart. From then on, he changed his name to Tao Cheng Kong, because in his opinion, the final ending of all great ways is emptiness. Only when the great way becomes emptiness can all have a safe ending...

He felt that when his avenue came to an end, what he had sought for life would finally have a result.

Then the catastrophe came...

This great disaster that comes every three thousand years has finally arrived again...

He rushed up to face the dark demon breath falling from the sky, and he spread the power of immortality into the sky...

"Who are you?"

He vaguely heard a will inquiring above the endless nine heavens.

He shouted, "My ultimate Tao is empty..."

The voice rang again: "Who are you?"

He shouted, "I look down on the immortality and supreme immortal king, and the way of becoming empty..."

But the voice was still asking, "Who are you?"

Fang Yuan suddenly woke up. The voice was asking himself, he was asking who he was...

In my heart, countless voices were following the will and shouting: "I will be the way to be empty..."

"I am Dao Chengkong..."

"I am the down-and-out young master of the Lu family, and I am the Tao Chengkong who buried everything..."

Fang Yuan faintly felt that as long as he shouted this sentence, the great catastrophe would not be so terrible anymore. He could overcome the great catastrophe, he could get everything, and everything accumulated over the past thousand years. From then on, he could be free in the world and above all sentient beings. He would have no opponents or any restraints, only the endless freedom to wait for him...

He wanted to shout that sentence very much...

But the whole person seemed to have been swallowed by that voice.

But just as he almost lost all his will and shouted that sentence, his eyebrows suddenly became hot...

There was the talisman that Elder Yun once pointed at the forehead, and it seemed to sense something!

It was this talisman that evoked Fang Yuan’s last spiritual consciousness.

He finally held back and did not shout this sentence, and then tried his best to break free from this big dream...

The scene in front of him gradually changed. Fang Yuan found that there was no dark magic breath in front of him. He only saw that he was in a fairy palace. One foot had crossed the threshold. Before he had landed on the ground, he was directly opposite him. In the hall, there was a black throne. On the throne, there was a man in a purple robe sitting upright. He was looking at him...

He didn't have any chance of life on him, and he had been dead for many years, but his empty eyes were still looking straight at him.

"I just fell into a big dream?"

Fang Yuan landed on his foot and felt a little confused. In that dream, he had experienced thousands of years of life, seen the changes of smoke and clouds, and experienced various aspects of life. But in fact, this was just a dream he had when he raised his foot and crossed the threshold?

Looking at the man in purple robe, he suddenly thought of who he was...

That is the enlightenment of Tao, that is the self in the dream...

The dream he just had was the dream of enlightenment...

Looking around the throne, there were black shadows kneeling in circles, each with his hands tied back and bowed to the throne. There were dozens of these people, each of them dressed in simple clothes and extraordinary momentum, and they looked like a big man in charge!

Fang Yuan suddenly remembered that these are not fake, these are all opponents who were made into puppets by Dao Chengkong in his dream...

He thought it was illusory, but he didn't expect that these puppets were still there...

They were still kneeling beside Dao Chengkong...

Now that many years have passed, Dao Chengkong still keeps them by his side...

What is even more shocking is that Fang Yuan could clearly feel that those who were kneeling around him seemed unwilling to continue to be humiliated after death. There was always a sense of injustice. Every injustice had accumulated to a terrifying state over the past ten thousand years. However, a powerful aura was also released on the man on the throne, suppressing them tightly!

The great way is empty, and hatred will last forever!

He refused to let go of their resentment, and still asked them to continue to surrender to themselves...

"It seems that my master is very satisfied with you..."

A voice sounded beside Fang Yuan, and the black-clothed servant was looking at him with a faint look.

"Your master is him..."

Fang Yuan looked up at the man in purple robe, and his heart felt a little cold.

The black-clothed servant said lightly: "He died ten thousand years ago because of the great catastrophe. However, his immortal breath is immortal, and he is still waiting for the person with destiny to come here to inherit his mantle, and then replace him and fight again in the nine heavens!"

"What is the purpose of you calling us here?"

Luo Feiling behind Fang Yuan raised his head at this time, focused on asking questions, and seemed to have a look of ignorance on his face.

"I have said just now that my master is here to wait for his successors and inherit his immortal path. In the future, I will also go to the Nine Heavens Battle. I am here to wait for you, so of course I am also looking for a suitable successor for him..."

The black-clothed servant spoke slowly, his expression seemed a little unusual.

"The successor you mentioned is..."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and asked slowly.

"Of course it's you..."

The black-clothed servant turned around and looked at Fang Yuan with a faint look. His voice seemed a little blurry, but it clearly stirred Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness: "My master has been waiting here for thousands of years, and many people have come during this period. Unfortunately, they are not suitable. I even began to feel that perhaps the younger generation is incompetent and no one is qualified to inherit the immortal way of my master. I didn't expect that Mr. Bai's arrogant personality would also guide you two to come here to find the fate of my master..."

"Fang Yuan, if you can get Bai Gong's recognition, it means that your foundation is good..."

"Being able to enter here means you have a fate!"

"When seeing the spiritual plant and the treasure medicine, the heart is not moved, and when seeing all kinds of magic weapons, the heart of Tao is still restrained, which shows that the heart of Tao is firm..."

"More importantly, being able to enter my home owner's dream means that I have received the recognition of my home owner..."

The black-clothed servant seemed to be talking, and it seemed that he had not spoken at all. He just passed on one divine thought after another to Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness: "Fang Yuan, you are a very suitable heir. As long as you agree, you can inherit the immortal path of my master and inherit everything here. From now on, the resource and spiritual veins are nothing but earth and mud, strong enemies, and evil enemies, just like tiles, and all the bumps on the road of cultivation. With the support of my master's great fortune, you should be unstoppable. In this way, you are destined to become... a person above the human race!"

"From now on, the holy Taoist son of the world is just competing with you!"

"A thousand-year-old monster must also act according to your expression..."

Those divine thoughts penetrated into Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, shaking his heartstrings.

And this divine thought strongly urged Fang Yuan's mind, wanting him to agree and inherit the invincible everything...

"Is this a great fortune that the white cat wants to take me to find?"

Fang Yuan listened to all this and was silent for a long time, then he shook his head: "It's a pity... I don't need it!"
Chapter completed!