Therefore, more than half a year is not short for An Qisheng. Yuan Duxiu can condense the true form of the Great Sun, let alone him.

The cultivation of the mind in the realm will not change due to changes in the external environment. Only when the eight winds are not moved can the Tao be the basis.

At this time, An Qisheng already understood the meaning of the star classification of the Taoist map.

One-star Taoist foundation, two-star Taoist foundation, one can understand the original self and the light of wisdom, know that one's pursuit will not be affected by any external environment or emotions.

It seems difficult to correspond to the systems of many worlds, but it is inclusive of everything.

"Guanglong Supreme..."

Looking into the sky from afar, An Qisheng muttered to himself.

The more you understand, the more you will be confused. He calculated that this world is most likely to be the "Heaven Gate" that has been rumored by countless worlds including Jiufu Realm.

But was this Tianmen opened up by the Wanyang Realm for other Realms or artificial? What is the purpose?

Throughout history, 30 million years have passed since generations of outstanding talents, inheriting the legacy of their predecessors, from the cultivation of one realm to the cultivation of eleven realms today.

There is no one who can cultivate to live a long life?

None of the holy emperors, many heavenly lords and supreme emperors, can find the path to immortality?

And he thought more. He and his long-lasting realm, he felt everything that had evolved over the past three thousand years, but two of them made him confused.

First, ‘The ancestors’ remains are not allowed to ascend to the heavenly gate’.

During the time of the long floating world, he had seen the fate of Sun En, the master of the Great Dragon Sword. After seeing him die at Tianmen, he vaguely guessed that there was danger after Tianmen, and he also left a message to warn his younger disciples.

But he did not say at that time that he would not allow the opening of the Heavenly Gate...

The second question is that Li Taibai clearly thought about opening the Heavenly Gate, but in the end it turned into ruining the Heavenly Gate?

What did he see?

And what he was most confused and even afraid of was not these, but the world coordinates of the Wanyang Realm...

"Mr. Monster, when will you let me out?"

In his mind, the voice of the three-hearted blue spirit Tong was heard, interrupting An Qisheng's thinking.

Since digesting all the "spiritual imprints" in Blue Water City, this little blue-skinned monster has become restless, always restless, and extremely eager to come out.

It’s like seeing a mountain of gold ahead, but only picking up a few copper plates, how can it not feel itchy?

“Not the time.”

An Qisheng lowered his eyes: "I can catch you, so can others."

The potential of the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Tong is the highest he has seen so far, but the potential is just potential. Before he could fully realize his potential, nothing was left.

The practitioners in this world are the most of the worlds where he dreams, and not necessarily no one can catch the three-hearted blue spirit child.

And this little blue-skinned monster has no loyalty at all. Once caught, he will immediately sell himself clean. An Qisheng never doubts this.

Therefore, he would rather slow down than take this risk.

"Not everyone can catch me."

The three-hearted Lan Lingtong seemed a little dissatisfied: "On another time, even Mr. Monster, you can't catch me!"

"Then we will naturally not be able to let you out."

An Qisheng shook his head and laughed.

What else did Sanxin Lan Lingtong want to say, but An Qisheng no longer responded.

As my thoughts moved, the speed of the small raft immediately accelerated, breaking through the waves, and suddenly it had passed dozens of miles.

The Longjiang River is also formed by the convergence of hundreds of waters. Small tributaries are everywhere along the way. When the raft slowly stopped, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked up.

I saw a man-made river crossing Lailongjiang.

A little further away, are exquisite and soft, flowery and red painting boats.

This is the first place in Dingtian Prefecture's fireworks, the Yuexiao River.

The rivers are surging, the north wind is howling, but the moon is brightly lit in the river.

Buzz buzz ~

At this time, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly shook, and bursts of buzzing sounds suddenly came from the sea of ​​heart, followed by scarlet red lights.

"Um?"

An Qisheng concentrated slightly, and saw that the altar was whimpering in the blood-red light that would be answered for any request.
Chapter completed!