Before I conquer the God Realm

Gu Qingzhao twirled his fingers like flowers, his clear eyes contained no trace of emotion, like a creator, he stretched out his fingers to tap on the jade slips one by one.

The sky in this jade slip suddenly broke open, and a finger like a god descended suddenly, with an undeniable will, he is the master here, and all living beings submit to him.

"Gold." With a light touch of the finger, there are veins under the hill, and the yin and yang qi that are mixed together are separated, and the air of sharp gold and aura appear in the air.

"Wood." The finger pointed again, countless shrubs rushed out of the shallow grassland, but the hills connected to the plain were only covered with shallow grass anyway, and even the shallow grass disappeared on one hill.

But soon a sapling grew on the hill where Asakusa disappeared, and the sapling grew at an unimaginable speed.

One breath is one year.

After a hundred breaths, it has experienced a hundred cycles of four seasons, and has grown into a big tree in the sky. It has bloomed flowers, and those flowers bear fruit again. The fruits fall to the ground and become seeds, which roll from the hills into the bushes In the bushes, there are more big trees.

However, this is not enough. The big tree on the top of the hill is still growing, and it is getting taller and taller. After a thousand breaths, after 1000 years, this big tree seems to have been compared with the sky in this small space of [-] acres. Generally high.

His branches stretched into the sky, like a giant supporting the sky, he became the world tree of this small world.

The aura of vegetation is separated from the yin and yang.

"Water." Pointing to the northern part of the plain, it may not be called a lake, but a point of water source of a pool.

The water grew suddenly, and expanded a hundred acres, forming a lake.

There are fish and shrimp in the pond, without any aura, just ordinary fish and shrimp, but the first dynamic life in this space.

And the three hills also have streams and waterfalls suspended, and the sound of gurgling water can also be heard in the dense forest.

The water-breathing air was separated from the yin and yang two qi, and the yin and yang two colors became weaker and weaker...

"Fire." The finger clicked again, and the voice fell, a hole was suddenly broken by magma in a hill, and soon the magma spread out from the hole, and the grass covered on the mountain was swallowed. When the magma stayed at the foot of the mountain, it stopped suddenly and turned into volcanic ash.

And the magma on the hill is still gurgling, but it is not as turbulent as before, just like a spring.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a small pit three feet away, and spring water gushed out of the small pit, steaming like a hot spring.

The yin and yang qi separated into the flame qi, and the yin and yang qi became weaker and weaker, almost disappearing.

"Earth." Gu Qingzhao's finger touched the last point, and everything in this space became a bit thicker, and the yin and yang qi completely disappeared, and the five elements of the world began to circulate.

This small world of space is also completed at this moment. With the improvement of Gu Qingzhao's cultivation base, this world will become wider and richer.

At this moment, the precious light on the jade slips completely disappeared, and no one except the real Zihui knew that the thing in Gu Qingzhao's hands was not a magic weapon, but a supreme treasure beyond its grade, whose grade could not be defined. The first natal treasure in Gu Qingzhao's life!

It will share fate with Gu Qingzhao, live and die together.

If this matter got out, even a powerful person in the Composite Stage would not be able to help but feel jealous of the luck of Gu Qingzhao, a little Qi-refining cultivator.

The rarest magic weapon in this world is the magic weapon of life.

Because only the natal magic weapon can be continuously upgraded with the improvement of the master's cultivation base, and it is connected with the cultivator as one body.The vast majority of monks with such great luck can only have one natal magic weapon in their lifetime.The generation of the talisman requires a great opportunity, so it came into being.When the natal magic weapon is generated, it will absorb a ray of heaven and earth energy, thereby generating its own wisdom or Tao.The talisman of life can even help the protagonist realize Taoism and transform into a god, and even resist the thunder and disaster of heaven together with the master.

At this moment, a ignorant consciousness like a newborn baby passed into Gu Qingzhao's sea of ​​consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep after expressing his intimacy.

At this moment, the white clouds cleared, and Gu Qingzhao's figure appeared in front of everyone again. This time, no one dared to underestimate him.Everyone's heart is the admiration of Gao Shan Yangzhi, and the complexity of such a person participating in the preliminary competition with him, and the fact that he once held contempt for such a person, it is really stupid and shallow. When Gu Qingzhao appeared, he lowered his head...

At this moment, Gu Qingzhao's cultivation seems to have reached the middle stage of foundation establishment!This can be said to be the fastest time in the history of cultivation from the foundation establishment period to the middle foundation establishment period. It is just such an opportunity, such an opportunity, there is only one time, there will be no second time, and no one will block the oppression of heaven for him next time. Ignore your own strength.

At this moment, Master Zihui also opened his eyes, and what he saw was Gu Qingzhao who was sitting among the crowd, but concentrated all his brilliance on him alone.

Master Zihui only felt that at this moment, the 10 people behind Gu Qingzhao became a blurred background, and only his desolate figure stood out. It was an air of genius that had nothing to do with his appearance.

Master Zihui even had an illusion that this little thief who dared to steal the world for his own use was actually the darling of heaven, otherwise why all kinds of good fortune had befallen him, such a talent, such a magnanimity, but why did he have such a talent? appearance.

But soon, a roar in the sky broke the illusion of Master Zihui, and his face, who had always been as immobile as a mountain, changed at this time, the jade slip was completed, and the catastrophe came!

Not only stole the good fortune of the world, but also led to the catastrophe, even if the ancient gods are born, there will be no catastrophe, because no matter how powerful it is, it is a thing of the world, and it is tolerated by the world. What did this little guy do? Trigger the Heavenly Tribulation and Extermination?

Gu Qingzhao looked at the jade slip in his hand, with reluctance and reluctance in his eyes, but it quickly turned into coldness and aloofness. He had an aura of innocence and immortality, but at this moment he suddenly stood up from the ground, exuding Xiao Se's killing intent.

There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, burning with endless fighting spirit, he laughed loudly, and said to the sleeping baby-like consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness: "You have just been born, and you are going to fight against the thunder calamity with me. "

This thunder calamity is not the calamity of taking the test for monks to advance to a higher level, but the calamity of destruction.

In the originally clear and cloudless sky, thunderclouds suddenly gathered, and the lightning flashed and thundered continuously, but they did not descend for a long time. They just piled up more and more. !

Gu Qingzhao laughed even louder, without any fear, on the contrary, there was a sense of joy, our monks, who cultivate against the sky, are mere catastrophes, what can I do?

Gu Qingzhao took two steps forward before the catastrophe fell, bowed to Master Zihui and said: "True Monarch, this catastrophe came for me, it is a catastrophe of destruction, I dare not hurt everyone because of myself , and ask Zhenjun to open the hatch and let me go out to overcome the catastrophe that was born because of me."

Zihui's spiritual sense suddenly swept over, sweeping Gu Qingzhao's entire body.

Under this domineering divine sense, Gu Qingzhao felt as if he had been seen by this divine sense from the inside to the outside, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, standing there, accepting the spirit of Master Zihui frankly. Knowledge shooting.

Seeing that Gu Qingzhao has made up his mind to go, Master Zihui is really not afraid of the doom of his death, so there is no need to show more love and affection for him.This junior actually made me, who has always been so calm, care so much?Master Zihui seemed indifferent and unconcerned with the world, but he was actually a willful person, since he wanted to, then do it, listen to his own mind, and his swordsmanship is also so open, so he said to Gu Qingzhao: "Yes. "

Immediately, the door of the cabin, which was originally promised never to let anyone leave, burst open, and the high-altitude wind roared in.

A smile curled up on the corner of Gu Qingzhao's lips, and he flew straight towards the door, as if he was not going to die and accept the catastrophe of destruction, but a general who went to the battlefield, and would eventually win brilliant military exploits and be famous forever.

Calm, free and easy, with murderous looks on both sleeves, and a whole body of extravagance.

"My generation of monks cultivates against the sky, even a mere catastrophe, dare to stop me!"

Most of the people on the big boat thought that Gu Qingzhao would never come back, and Feng Duan felt like following Gu Qingzhao, but was fixed in place by a domineering sword intent, damn old man!I actually underestimated him!

Thinking that at the last moment Gu Qingzhao overthrew everyone's previous knowledge of refining the magic weapon out of thin air, and his charm was unmatched, and the next moment this proud man of heaven was about to die and be wiped out by the heavenly tribulation, everyone couldn't help feeling A shadow was cast.They obviously have nothing to do with Gu Qingzhao, and Gu Qingzhao is still their competitor, but at this moment they feel uncontrollable admiration for him. Looking up to, yearning for the strong...

Many of them could not forget this day, this moment, that Gu Qingzhao who walked out of the sky full of thunderstorms, that Gu Qingzhao who looked like a king...

He is a casual cultivator who participated in the preliminary competition with them. He does not have the resources accumulated by the big sects and the top-notch cultivation guidance, but he is able to surpass all the powers of Tianjiao, create things out of thin air, and even face the catastrophe without fear of life and death...

Not only did he have no point in losing to those arrogances of the sect, but he even surpassed them by far...

He is the pride of casual cultivators, my generation of cultivators cultivate against the sky, so why not use your life and give it a go.Their casual cultivators are not born as stepping stones to lose to the disciples of famous sects. They are monks.

"Meditate quietly," the cold voice of Master Zihui once again descended on the heads of the hundred thousand monks, calming down everyone's turbulent mood.Under the sound, everyone returned to reality, remembering that they were about to go to Hailan Secret Realm to fight to the death in exchange for a bright future, and they all followed Zihui's words and meditated on the spot.

And Master Zihui also closed his eyes, and re-entered the state of meditation.

Gu Qingzhao flew out of the big boat, not carrying the pair of kunpeng wings of the fifth-order magic weapon on his body, but stepping on his little paper crane. He looked up at the sky, and the thundercloud extended for an unknown distance, and there was no end in sight. The thunderstorm is still brewing.

Suddenly, the thundercloud trembled, and the endless thundercloud began to shrink, exposing the blue sky in the distance. When the thundercloud shrank to the top of Gu Qingzhao's head, it was the moment when the catastrophe fell!

This kind of thunder calamity, even the thunder calamity of the Taoist monk who was promoted to the Mahayana would not be so fierce, but this ferocious thunder calamity was used to deal with the little jade slip, and Gu Qingzhao, who was only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, deserved to be called The calamity of extermination.

Gu Qingzhao shook his head, wondering if the vestment he wore when he was going to marry Jun Yichen could protect him from this catastrophe.The vestment is a peerless treasure, it can be called a divine weapon, and it is the only one in the world. Even if he finally escaped the thunder disaster by relying on the vestment, he may face the pursuit of various forces. ...

However, as long as they can survive, the hunt will become a mere matter, and there is nothing greater than life.

Gu Qingzhao probed his consciousness into the storage ring in his dantian, and about to touch the cassock, he suddenly fell into a generous chest.

He paused, raised his head in surprise, and saw Zihui's handsome face and his loving eyes, full of tolerance for the younger generation.

Clearly with a cold face and a cold expression, there was a smile in his eyes, as if he was satisfied with Gu Qingzhao's surprised expression, Master Zihui said indifferently: "I'm a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage, do I still lack an incarnation outside my body?"

This Zihui real person looks cold and cheerless, but he didn't expect that his real character is a person with innocence, which is too contradictory.

Gu Qingzhao's long eyebrows frowned slightly, maybe he was about to die. Facing the real Zihui who was in countless realms on the heights, he didn't even have a little awe, but instead wrote his dissatisfaction in his eyes nakedly. Seeing the real Zihui's eyes like It was looking at an ignorant child, and angrily said: "Go back, this is my doom."

Immortal Zihui raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared in his cold eyes. He wrapped one hand around Gu Qingzhao, fearing that he would be unstable in this fierce high-altitude battle. In a protective posture, the lavender sleeves fluttered one after another, covering half of the sky...

The smile in Zihui's eyes narrowed and turned into seriousness, his pupils turned into plum branches of his kendo, and even his voice revealed the vicissitudes of the years: "The old man's Taoist name is Zihui, would you like to be the old man's personal disciple?"