Twenty years ago...

The Dharma Realm is filled with red thunder, lightning is shining, and demonic wind is raging, destroying life.

Inside the Holy Heaven Hall...

"Fa Zu, what's going on?" A man with a crane hat on his head, wearing a black suit and purple boots running from outside in panic.

At this time, in the Shengtian Hall, a young and handsome man sat in the lobby calmly, not caring about the upcoming danger outside. He is Zhuge Shengtian and Fazu.

Hearing the man in black ask, Fa Zu received his merits, slowly opened his eyes, activated his magical powers, opened his eyes, and looked at the clouds rolling with red thunder outside. He said to the man in black: "This is a disaster."

"Cause?" The man in black was puzzled.

"Yes." Fazuhan nodded with a smile.

"Do you dare to ask the Dharma Ancestor, can this catastrophe be broken?" The man in black was also a cultivator and did not completely understand the catastrophe.

The Dharma Master shook his head and said, "More than 99,900 years ago, I was born in response to the disaster, and the reason died in response to the disaster. If you want to come back, you must go through the 99,999 years of practice in the Dharma World, otherwise there will be no end to you."

"Is there no other way to do this?" The man in black looked worried, but except for the Fazu, no one saw the evil smile flashing across his mouth.

Who is the Dharma Ancestor? He is neither born nor destroyed, and is well-versed in Taoism. How can he not calculate how he has experienced his own tribulation?

"Yes, Fazu." The woman in red asked nervously. She was really worried about Fazu. She was the guardian of the Dharma gate who had always been with Fazu, namely Han Xianger.

"Yeah." Fazu smiled and used the technique of transmigration of thousands of miles to explain a few words in Han Xianger's ear, and then waited for the disaster to come.

"Uh hahaha..." Suddenly, a ghostly voice came from the sky, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"Ghost Sword, I'm lucky enough to cultivate you for so many years."

"Working for the Blood Demon and going through fire and water is here to go." The man in black showed his hideous face. He was the man in black just now. Now with the Blood Demon supporting him, he finally tore off the wolf skin and revealed his true face.

"You...you..." Han Xiang'er is not as good as the Dharma Ancestor. She just calculated the disasters of the Dharma Ancestor. How could she calculate the disasters of the Ghost Shadow Sword being the Dharma Ancestor.

"Ancestor Fa, now you have lost all your magic power and have no Taoism. Do you still want to compete with me?" Suddenly, a red light in the sky turned into a sharp blade and rushed straight to the Holy Heaven Hall. When the red blade slashed the Holy Heaven Hall into two, the hall collapsed. In an instant, the rocks shattered, the earth shattered, and the whole sky was soon swallowed by the red clouds. And in the red clouds, there was a monster full of blood red. He was the blood demon. The red blade just now was the clone technique he used, so it had such great power that it could crush the spiritual land of the Dharma Ancestor Zen and enlightenment.

The Dharma Ancestor turned into a golden light and soared into the sky from the hall. He was about to use his great magical power, but he did not expect that he had lost all his magic power.

"This...what is going on?" Fazu sat cross-legged, and the expression on his face was a little uneasy at this time.

"Ah hahaha... I don't need to use magical powers anymore, okay, I'll let you die before your soul is destroyed."

"Oh, I'd like to hear it carefully." Originally, the Dharma ancestor was well-versed in Taoism and Dharma, and could use the wonderful Dharma himself to find out the causes and consequences of it, but now he has lost all his magic power and cannot use his supernatural powers.

"Do you know the Yinhun San?"

Yes, the Dharma Ancestor would not know? Even Han Xianger knew that Yinhun San is the ancient yin energy, which was refined by the ancient evil demon ancestor. This energy can not only corrupt and devour masculinity, but also reverse the sun and the moon. The scattered saints can also trap spiritual power, transform their magical powers, and make them the same as disabled.

"You... how did you do it?" Fa Zu couldn't believe that this forbidden energy had long been sealed by the Dao Ancestor of the Great Wilderness? Why could the blood demon use it to deal with him? Moreover, he didn't even notice it.

"This is fate. That day, I was practicing in the cave of the ancient evil god Tianzu. Suddenly, when I practiced the wonderful technique of practicing the mind, I was as if thousands of ants were pierced in my heart, and I was in great pain. Unexpectedly, a green light spread out from the cave. I used my magical powers. Only then did I realize that the place where the green light disperses is hidden, it must be that the ancient evil god Tianzu has hidden in the cultivation place. It happened that I heard that the breath of my nose could help me regulate my meridians, so I raised them all and put them in my belly."

"Oh." Now Fa Zu understood everything.

The Yinhun Scattering is colorless and tasteless, invisible and invisible. No one of the Dharma masters can notice it, even he is no exception. Therefore, he is in danger but he is completely unaware of it. The blood demon cannot enter the Holy Sky Spirit of the Dharma Realm. If he takes a step further, he will be noticed by many Dharma Holy Saints. He must have let the Ghost Shadow Knife spread the Yinhun Scattering, and then seep in.

"Okay, now you understand, let me take you on the way." As the Blood Demon was speaking, he spread his hands, concentrated his mind and his spiritual power, and his eyes were all concentrated on his hands. Soon, a red light appeared on his palm, becoming bigger and bigger. Although the red light was inconspicuous, the faint red light on the Blood Demon's hand was now ruined.

"Ah... don't..." Han Xiang'er screamed shrillly, like a lonely geese crying in the sky.

The blood demon used all his strength and hit two red lights on the Dharma Ancestor's cover. If it was hit in other places, it would be fine, but this powerful magic skill was unbiased and hit the Dharma Ancestor's heavenly spirit. If it was broken, the ancient giant god would be destroyed.

But the Fa Ancestor is not as good as the ordinary people. The Fa Ancestor is born because of qi and is born and grown in the earth, so it is also destroyed because of qi. But as long as there is still a trace of qi in this Dharma Realm, the Fa Ancestor is there, so the Fa Ancestor is not born and die, and does not blow and destroy. The Dharma image is born around, and the Tao and Dharma are well-versed.

Before the Blood Demon dispersed the holy body of the Dharma Ancestor, the Dharma Ancestor knew that the disaster was inevitable today, so before his spirits were destroyed, he used his magical powers to squeeze out a trace of spiritual thoughts from the spirit of the sky, and transformed into the vast sky with the energy. After 99,998 pieces of fragments scattered in the Dharma Realm, spreading in the sky, shaped like a net, so that the Blood Demon was injured by the holy light and could not enter the Dharma Realm.

As a last resort, the blood demon was injured by the Dao Light of the Dharma Ancestor for 99,999 years, and turned into original energy. He led the remaining troops to retreat to the heavenly realms and survived in the cracks between the Shura Realm and the Dharma Realm.

The last bit of spiritual thought of Fa Zu, who came to the earth, came to the Zhuge family, and happened to fall to Zhuge Wu's wife Zhang Yumu happened to give birth to a child. By chance, Fa Zu was reborn in Zhuge Wu's family, that is, Zhuge Potian on Earth, but now my magic power is still low and I have not reached the level of a jurist in law and cannot awaken.

Needless to say, Han Xiang'er has followed Fazure forever. Fazure died and destroyed the earth, so she naturally has to follow Fazure.

After this great disaster in the Dharma Realm, the Dharma Realm was paralyzed, and the saints were injured by the dark yin energy of the blood demon, and were burdened by the Yinhun San, and most of them were killed or injured.

Law school, which is where I practice now, naturally shoulders the important task of reviving the law. But now, they actually say that I am the spirit of the Dharma Ancestor and want to hand over this burden to me, Zhuge Potian, a boy on earth who can't even beat him, is it really OK?
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