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Lin Que frowned.

This is enough to prove that if the stele is complete, it is enough to kill a saint.

Just a breath can reach this point, what is this place?

He suppressed his shock and observed carefully.

On the broken stone tablet, three characters can be pieced together completely.

Dao Yun is full, and he can't understand the meaning.

Lin Que urged the green grass of wisdom, and a sprout grew on its head, and only then did he understand the meaning of those three words.

Beitianmen.

"what?!"

"It turned out to be the Beitianmen in the myths and legends of Daxia?"

"Doesn't that mean that behind this door is the Heavenly Court with countless gods?"

Unexpectedly, he looked far behind the stele.

but.

He obviously felt that he had seen it, but no specific picture appeared in his mind.

Lin Que immediately understood that everything behind the North Heaven Gate was completely covered by some kind of supreme cause and effect.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Que.

It was a child of twelve or thirteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he must be a handsome man when he grows up.

The child was wearing a white robe and standing on top of the stone tablet. If his face was ignored, the aura of immortality would be very strong.

Lin Que looked left and right at the child, scratched his head, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

With a twitch of his brain, he sang directly.

"Love you walking a dark alley alone?"

The child frowned.

"what are you saying?"

He obviously has an immature face, but the voice of a child is unusually thick, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes.

After failing to connect with the password, Lin Que gave a mocking smile.

"It's nothing."

"Little...Senior, who are you? What's the point of calling me here?"

"It's okay, I'll leave first, there's still a fight outside."

The child smiled, but did not answer.

He looked at Lin Que's face, his eyes were full of relief.

"Thousands of years, I never thought that his descendants would have such a demeanor."

"It's really a tiger father without dogs."

The immature face and the elder's tone made Lin Que feel awkward in his heart.

"That, brother, be straightforward."

"I'm in a hurry."

The child turned around, held his hands behind his back, and sighed softly.

"Ugh."

"It's said that time is wasted, but the old man doesn't believe it."

"But this flick of the finger is a million years."

"Millions of years ago, I owed your father a favor, and I never expected to pay it here."

Hearing this, Lin Que was not in a hurry.

He hadn't heard from his father for too long.

"Have you met my father?"

"Who the hell is he?"

The child still didn't answer, but turned around and looked straight into Lin Que's eyes.

"Today, I pass on the Taiyi Qingmu Jue to you to repay your father for helping you back then."

"This decision is the old man's natal practice, which captures the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, and integrates the essence of all things."

"Regardless of any injuries, as long as there is still one breath left, the fighting spirit will not be extinguished, and the bloody battle will be fought to the end."

While explaining, he stretched out a finger and touched Lin Que's forehead.

Lin Que's mind suddenly flooded with countless information, and immediately entered the state of epiphany, sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds.

In the process of realizing Taiyi Qingmu Jue, his aura inevitably leaked out, and the power of the domain was the first to bear the brunt.

Seeing it in his eyes, the child nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a little understanding.

"Chaos Realm, so that's how it is..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Que finally comprehended this technique.

He opened his eyes, and the child did not leave.

Lin Que stood up.

"Senior, since you don't want to talk about your father's affairs."

"Then you can always answer my other questions, right?"

The child nodded.

"Ask?"

"What the hell is the Xuanhuang Gate?"

Lin Que recalled his experience in the small courtyard of Tiandao Academy.

The child did not expect to hear this name in Lin Quekou.

"Have you met Emperor Dongyue?"

"Yes."

With Lin Que's affirmation, he pondered for a moment and said again.

"The Gate of Xuanhuang is just a name for the Gate of Sealing."

"Behind the door is the other end of the three worlds, and it is also a battlefield."

"Battlefield? Who is our enemy?"

The child glanced at Lin Que.

"Lin Que, the way of cultivation is one step at a time."

"Don't be so ambitious."

"Some things, when you are strong enough, you will naturally know."

"Go back and don't worry about the passage of time."

"One day in the sky, one year in the ground."

"You have cultivated the Taiyi Qingmu Jue, and it is only a moment in this world."

His words further proved that this is where the Heavenly Court is.

Lin Que was heartbroken.

As the facade of the Heavenly Court, the stone stele of Beitianmen was broken.

The current Heavenly Court must not be having a good time.

What happened?

What is the identity of this child-like old man?What is the relationship with his father?

Too many questions made Lin Que want to stop, but when Huanmei waited for him to ask, the child disappeared.

With a blur in front of his eyes, he returned to the mausoleum.

bang.

The sound of collisions was endless, and the battle between the resentful dragon spirit and the remnant soul of Meng Baichuan had reached a fever pitch.

Although Meng Baichuan broke out with all his strength, he was no match after all.

The spirit body collapsed, and it looked like it was about to lose.

Lin Que withdrew his gaze, and his mind was completely immersed in his body.

With the blessing of Taiyi Qingmujue, he no longer has to worry about the end of his body exploding to death, and began to temper his body with the help of dragon blood.

Although the body will not explode again, the pain is still real.

But as long as he can survive, these are nothing to him.

The large and small wounds on the body began to heal, and the glazed vajra body reappeared, and the precious light was more intense than before.

Under the tempering of the dragon's blood, he moved towards a higher realm.

"Moo, well, what..."

In his physical body, the sound of Buddha chanting sutras came out!

As time passed, the voice became thicker and louder, and his body became more crystal clear!

The explosive power rose again and again, Lin Que only felt that the current him, without using the holy power, could crush a saint with his physical body alone!

Finally, the dragon blood in the body was exhausted, and the glazed vajra body was completely transformed into a holy peak.

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At this time, a heart-piercing cry came from beside him.

"Father!"

Meng Qinghan's pretty face was already covered with tears.

But in mid-air, the fiercely fighting figure was pierced through the chest by the dragon's claws.

The power of the resentful dragon penetrated into his body and crushed him instantly.

Meng Baichuan's remnant soul completely dissipated in the world like this.

"Rubbish."

Resentful Dragon snorted coldly with disdain.

At this moment, Lin Que opened his eyes.

Two rays of divine light pierced through the void, and his aura climbed to its peak again.

All the dragon's blood was used by him to temper his body. His realm has not improved, and he is still in the early stage of a saint.

"Resentful Dragon Divine Sense, it's time to end it."

Yu Long sized him up. Lin Que's physical body gave him an indestructible feeling.

"Okay, what do you want to end?"

Lin Que grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Without any hesitation, he directly urged Ren Huangjue.

The power of the saint in his body became very violent, and his aura broke through the limit and suddenly skyrocketed.

Mid-term, late-stage, peak...