I only came when I became an emperor with golden fingers

Even if he didn't succeed, Meng Chuan wouldn't lose his spirit or shake his mind.

In the final analysis, it is only becoming a fairy, and it will not kill Meng Chuan.

But he was still quite picky at this time, since he decided to give it a try, he had to show a correct attitude.

Meng Chuan came to this world, integrated into this world, and walked in this world.

His figure appeared in the boundless world of mortals.

This world is not in the form of a conventional universe, but a vast ocean.

The sea carries islands one by one, and all spirits live on the islands.

It is said to be an island, but it is actually the size of a star, but compared to the boundless sea, they are just a small broken island.

But for living beings, most of the living beings would not be able to cover an entire island in a lifetime.

This sea is equivalent to a universe, and the islands are the stars.

The ocean is deep and mysterious, and it is impossible to find out its depth.

There are countless islands, and all spirits and races live on them.

There are also floating islands in the sky, but the number is very rare.

There is one more person in the world of mortals, which has no effect on this world of mortals.

The depths of the ocean like a forbidden zone of life, the remote islands, the floating islands that no one can visit in the sky...

These places have left Meng Chuan's footprints.

In this world, Meng Chuan is definitely the strongest.

If Meng Chuan hadn't made it to the top of humanity, then he would come to pursue a hammer warrior.

In this world, there are products similar to the imprint of Tianxin. Meng Chuan has fused the imprint of Tianxin, and ascended to the throne when all living beings were still in a chaotic era.

Above tens of millions, not under any existence, all living beings worship.

The eternal sun shines across the sky, illuminating the world, and Meng Chuan guides all living beings in this world and establishes the law.

It is regarded as repaying the cause and effect of enlightening the Tao and practicing the Dharma through this realm.

Thousands of years have passed, ten thousand years have passed, the world of mortals is so bright, and the years are enchanting.

The Taoist ancestor guides all beings, and the cultivation system that was on the verge of collapse gradually adapts to the world of doomsday, exuding a different kind of vitality.

After ten thousand years of wearing the Tianxin imprint, Meng Chuan took the initiative to separate from the Tianxin imprint.

This thing is useless to him, the reason why it is carried on the body is just to point out something to all living beings in this world.

Meng Chuan separated the Tianxin imprint, and the external manifestation was the collapse of the Tianxin imprint.

All sentient beings know one thing, the Taoist ancestor died after his life was exhausted.

The world is in great sorrow, and countless people are mourning.

Of course, there are also countless people who are secretly happy.

The world of mortals is confused, and all living beings are in various states, which does not affect Meng Chuan in the slightest.

Here, he doesn't miss the reputation and status of the Taoist ancestor at all. After ten thousand years of emperor's order, the cause and effect have been cleared. He drifted away, and no one knew that he didn't actually die.

In the past 1 years, he has known people and taught younger generations, but none of them can really get his approval and become really close.

He doesn't belong to this life, he will leave eventually, when the curtain will come to an end, everything will be empty.

He is just a passerby.

And 1 years later, those contemporaries when Meng Chuan came to this world have all passed away.

Rao is that Meng Chuan's real body is eternal and immortal, and he has lived forever, and he still laments the ruthlessness of time at this moment.

In the long river of time, all living beings are like mayflies.

There is one less Taoist ancestor in the nine heavens, and one more pathfinder in the boundless world of mortals.

Time passed, and Meng Chuan was fifteen thousand years old.

Meng Chuan has not changed from 5000 years ago. He is young, full of vigor and vitality.

Time did not leave any mark on him, as if he avoided time, or time avoided him.

There seemed to be something more in Meng Chuan's eyes, and it seemed to be as clear as ever.

In the past 5000 years, there has been an extra legend in the world. The Taoist ancestor is not dead, and he plays games in the world.

After all, Meng Chuan didn't make any cover-ups. Although most of the time he was alone in meditation, there were always times when he went out for a walk.

Then it will be seen.

But Meng Chuan didn't care.

Daozu is dead, he chose, and will not be born again.

Most people in the world don't believe such rumors, but there are always some people who are looking for them.

However, this did not affect Meng Chuan in any way.

He still meditated on his own, not even practicing, just thinking.

It can be said that Meng Chuan does not need to practice, what he lacks is not the foundation.

Uh, there is also the matter of drinking tea, which cannot be forgotten, and it is in progress on a daily basis.

The years flow like gravel at the fingertips. Meng Chuan is [-] years old, and he still hasn't changed much, and his temperament hasn't shown any precipitation.

It was as if he had just come here.

But in fact, Meng Chuan has survived generation after generation.

Even the peak powerhouses under the extreme dao have generally withered for three generations.

There is still no one in this world becoming enlightened, and the Taoist ancestor is still in the world. There are more and more rumors of wandering the world of mortals, and countless people start to pursue it.

After all, the more people die, the more they understand the value of life.

Meng Chuan still hasn't officially shown up, and there are more things in his eyes.

The world of mortals is bright, time passes mercilessly, and the sea is changing.

Long live Meng Chuan.

It has been 3 years since he came to this world, and it has been 2 years since he stepped down as Daozu.

The Dao ancestor became a legend. After all, no one in the world has ever seen the Dao ancestor still alive, and there is still no one in this world who is enlightened.

Many people do not believe that there are Taoists in the world, and Taoist ancestors may be just a beautiful sustenance.

Meng Chuan left no inheritance, no weapons, no scriptures, so it is naturally unbelievable.

Meng Chuan, who is [-] years old, is no longer so vigorous and bloody, and has a declining trend, like the sun slanting towards the west.

But Meng Chuan didn't care, he would rather drink a cup of tea than waste time worrying about Shouyuan.

Whether you worry about it or don't worry about it, your lifespan is passing by.

You are all going to die.

Also, don't ask me who my heart is and why I worry about it.

The first thousand and 580 chapters will come naturally

Thirty thousand years old, his blood is like the setting sun, and Meng Chuan also has a few strands of white hair on his temples.

But Meng Chuan still has thousands of years to live.

"This is the first time I've experienced the feeling of aging..." Meng Chuan experienced it carefully.

It is helpless to say that after he became emperor in the field of humanity, he has not aged.

After comprehending the way of fighting in the world of mortals and immortals, he forcibly transformed again and again, became immortal nine times, and became extremely depraved ten times.

After each transformation, Meng Chuan had tens of thousands of lifespans, but he never used up these lifespans before starting the next transformation, and his lifespan increased greatly.

I have never felt the feeling of aging in my whole life, unlike other mortals.

I didn't expect to make up for this regret now.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Meng Chuan watched the sunset, just like his life in this life.

After another 5000 years, Meng Chuan was [-] years old in this life.

For the past 5000 years, Meng Chuan has been meditating, sometimes looking up at the sky, as if seeing through the boundary wall and seeing the bright world outside.

In 5000 years, the prosperous world of the outside world has also reached a period of calm, and many supreme talents have also reached the extreme of human nature, pursuing their own road to immortality.

But it's bound to be a long time.

Even if it is the future Yuan Emperor (Footprint Emperor), although Meng Chuan doesn't know which path he took, he will not be able to become a fairy within a few hundred thousand years.

But the turmoil of the outside world has nothing to do with Meng Chuan.

I just think they are noisy.

Thirty-five thousand years old, Meng Chuan's qi and blood have already decayed visible to the naked eye, with gray hairs, and aging is obvious.

In the vast world, apart from the world itself, there is nothing Meng Chuan is familiar with.

It is not uncommon to have a life of 5000 years.

But in the Dharma-ending Era, one life can live for 5000 years, and it will shock the world after it is spread.

But this is not the end, Meng Chuan lived for another 4000 years, and reached [-] years old!

At this age, Meng Chuan is really gray-haired, and his time is numbered.

"The great Dao Li Tiandi will also have this day."

Meng Chuan chuckled, this is incredible, no one in Dao Li could have imagined that Meng Chuan would become like this.

Whether he has realized the practical method of fighting immortals, no one knows except himself.

On the coast, Meng Chuan looks out at the boundless sea. He has made good fortune and can see the whole world.

Although this skill is not worth mentioning to his real body.

White hair shawls, wrinkles all over the face, Qi and blood decay, and life is exhausted.

Now that Meng Chuan is standing in the crowd, people will not connect him with the Taoist ancestor 9000 years ago.

The gap is too big.

"I don't know how long it has been since the chaos, are you all well?" Meng Chuan was in a daze.

"Is the cub caught in the curse of breaking the fairy, and has it been resolved?"

Uh, this seems to reveal something...

"I don't know how many years have passed, what step my other cub has reached, and whether the Emperor of Heaven is happy."

Meng Chuan thought of a longer future.

Chaos Gu will definitely not last long, after all, counting the years of growing up before the extreme of humanity, he has only lived in Diluo for more than 9000 years.

But Ye Fan and the others are different.

After Meng Chuan went back to the chaotic ancient times, the time flow of He Dao Li was very unstable, sometimes fast and sometimes stable.

At this moment, a long time has passed again, in Diluo, and the distance from Dao Li is getting farther and farther away. It is estimated that the flow of time will become more unstable.

It's too late to see you again.

Meng Chuan wanted to ask Zhang Sanfeng, but after thinking about it, he forgot.

Let him go.

Nothing big will happen anyway.

After another 500 years, that is, the time of a monkey, Meng Chuan's lifespan has completely come to an end, full of vitality.

Meng Chuan was sitting in the mortal teahouse, and anyone would only think that he was an old man dying.

Listening to the storyteller in the teahouse telling the story of Daozu, Meng Chuan smiled, drank the tea in his cup, and left here, the city, and the world.

"It's almost there." Meng Chuan said to himself.