The back door of my house is open to floods

One holy land is already quite remarkable. Since ancient times, most of the ancient holy lands have incomparably rich heritage, with gods, demons and Taoist monarchs sitting in their towns.

I never thought that it was actually a heavenly emperor.

The Central Heavenly Court established the Eastern Pole Heavenly Court tens of thousands of years ago, and the nine emperors of the Eastern Pole Heavenly Court are all famous and powerful.

Taoist Taiyuan is one of the most popular among them.

Some time ago, when I was chatting with some of the gods in the Central Heavenly Court at the banquet, I also mentioned this Patriarch of the Earth Immortal.

Whether it's one's background, or the incomparably legendary Earth Immortal method, or the other party's luck, it's all the talk of the gods in heaven.

Lin Yuan didn't want to talk too much with this innate god, and Yunchi also saw this, and after leaving a little impression, he excused the reassignment in the heavens that there would be no delay, and immediately headed towards the South Heaven Gate.

After leaving, behind Yunchi, a goddess with fluttering robes whispered.

"Young master, the emperor of the ancestral court of the Eastern Extreme is more rude than imagined. You are also one of Yunzu's gods. Why is he so rude? Too arrogant!"

"That's right, you are also the god of the Heavenly Court. The ancestral court of Dongji exists, but it is just a heavenly court established by a side door. It has a bad name, and it dares to compete with the Central Heavenly Court!"

"I thought it was the God of the Holy Land, but it turned out to be the Immortal of the Little Dao!"

There was not a trace of disdain in the words of the several servants.

The other digital servants didn't speak, but there was a sense of recognition in their eyes. The central heaven is so powerful, and this sense of belonging and superiority is beyond the reach of other heavens.

God of the Central Heavenly Court gave you a little face for this barbarian, you still dare to be so rude, you still have face.

Furthermore, the ancestors of Dongji in the central heaven are really different.

What fairy?Never heard of it!

Now that the gods and protoss are in power, others are heretics. Not to mention that you are an outlier, it is already a great deal of face!

In fact, Taoist immortals have no status at all!

Even if the strength is outstanding, in front of other innate gods, it must be half a rank lower than the same level.

If he hadn't seen the vast charm represented by the boiling peak innate god on Lin Yuan, Yunchi might not be willing to strike up a conversation.

Yun Chi still coughed dryly and warned. "Jiu Ge, Yun Yao, don't be rude!"

In a blink of an eye, he said in a low voice. "It's getting late, the Sun Emperor has just got up, don't miss the hour!!"

"Yes!"

Several servant gods responded in unison, and the voice of the gods was faint, like five-color cloud light piercing the sky, and instantly disappeared on the cloud steps illuminated by golden light.

On the avenue, he waved the Innate Golden Bamboo Stick in his hand casually. At this time, the inspiration on the Innate Golden Bamboo Stick belonging to the Innate Spiritual Root has completely dissipated, and the colorful color has replaced the original pale gold.

An obscure and mysterious inspiration filled every section of the golden bamboo stick, there were twelve sections in total, and there was a dark, deep, complicated and upside-down strange rhyme flowing.

Gently swiping, only a faint fairy light cut through the void.

The appearance of Emperor Jun made Lin Yuan realize that this place is already the hinterland of the Central Heavenly Court. There are many innate gods here, so it is necessary to pay more attention.

Lin Yuan knew that although the gods did not regard the newly emerged immortals as opponents competing for the fate of the great desolation, they definitely rejected them.

In fact, Lin Yuan knew very well that sooner or later, Taoism and Immortal Dao would break with God Clan.

All the bigwigs of the protoss are gathering their luck to prepare for the impact on Hunyuan.

Sanqing Tianzun also played the same idea. He was in charge of the great religion and enlightened the prehistoric people.

It's all right if Taiyi proves the way successfully, all disputes will be in a controllable stage, if Taiyi fails to prove the way, a reshuffle is inevitable.

……

Lin Yuan walked forward again. As one of the nine great emperors, he could not avoid the competition between Taoism and the gods. The only thing he can do now is to improve his own morality.

Before breaking up, have enough self-protection power.

Lin Yuan still didn't know that because of his early arrival in the future in the myth, a slight change had already appeared, and the Heavenly Emperor Tai Yi, who was bound to fall, had already changed at this time.

He has already seen some of the dangers of the Hunyuan Great Tribulation, and made adjustments quickly.

……

Thousands of years passed under his feet, and Lin Yuan's temples were now covered with a trace of snow, and the black hair matched the snow, and there was a majestic and perfect aura circulating around him, and everything he passed was like life and death. Yin Ming and Yang Ming correspond to each other, and the whole body's Qi movement tends to be perfect.

Buzhou Mountain is close in front of you, and the surrounding small spiritual mountains are like maids, and countless wild spirit beasts are galloping, boundless and mighty.

There is also an invisible coercion coming from Mount Buzhou continuously, suppressing the mind, it is more than ten thousand times more powerful than the Dragon Qi Law.

Even Jinxian is like an ordinary monk under this power.

Lin Yuan held the Xiantian Golden Bamboo Stick in his hand, and appeared on a Lingshan cliff at this time, sitting cross-legged, with a small bird on his shoulder happily combing its feathers.

If you look closely, it has peculiar feathers, and there is a cycle of life and death, and the mysterious Tao rhyme flowing continuously.

She twittered, like a normal little tit, jumping left and right for joy.

"Master, is this Buzhou Mountain? It's so wonderful!"

"Master, there are a lot of spiritual fruits here, can Ehuang go to the second fruit..."

……

Hearing the chirping of this little bird, Lin Yuan showed a helpless look.

Shaking his head slightly, and waved his hand casually, letting the little phoenix leave on its own, Lin Yuan looked inside his body to see the innate Daoyuan embryo in his body.

The primordial spirit, the incomplete innate yin and yang avenue, and the innate god and demon body, the trinity faintly merged into one, and a flawless embryonic form of Taiyi Dao fruit appeared vaguely.

During the millennium pilgrimage, Lin Yuan's own mana has gone through dozens of transformations again, and has reached a perfect state. The innate yin and yang mana has refined every inch of meridians, acupoints, and primordial spirit.

In Niwan Palace, the third twelfth red lotus bloomed quietly, with an aura almost like a great way, and the three twelfth magenta lotus twirled around.

There is also a sky full of red clouds floating and sinking inside, a little cloud light is released, and red auspicious clouds overflow immediately, rolling in the sky, expanding and growing, breeding tens of thousands of mu of red lotus, and there is an intoxicating rhyme flowing inside.

The situation of the knowledgeable Xiantian god sword is the vision of those who know the congenital gods, and dare not disturb them lightly.

The potential of the top innate gods was released, which was terrifying.

Although he hadn't made a move yet, Lin Yuan knew that in the Golden Wonderland, he might not be inferior to the Sanqing Tianzun and other inborn saints in the past.

In these years, he did not take the initiative to practice, but was immersed in the process of perfecting the "Tai Xiao Dao Ming Jing", but the third twelve-pink red lotus still bloomed naturally.

Exceptionally easy.