Before I conquer the God Realm

The old ancestor saw Gu Qingzhao's face showing a pained smile, and said solemnly: "This is very important."

Gu Qingzhao immediately restrained his expression and nodded deeply: "What the ancestor said is..."

"There is only one rule of the family, my disciples must make a blood oath to unify the demon clan," the ancestor Leng Yi showed a trace of sadness on his face, "In my time, the fairy clan and the demon clan coexisted peacefully, otherwise I would I don't have the opportunity to go to the monk's site to study openly, and finally integrate Guantong's self-created method of dual cultivation of immortals and demons. If I can, how I hope that one day the demons and monks can coexist peacefully..."

I don't know why, but Gu Qingzhao has a strong feeling that the evil between the immortals and the demons is caused by the gods. There is no definite evidence for such a feeling, and he needs to go to Xiao Wuxiang to see his father for proof before he dares to draw a conclusion .

Seeing Gu Qingzhao's silence, the old ancestor patted Gu Qingzhao's shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, this is just one of my expectations..." As the ancestor of the demon clan, seeing the current plight of the demon clan, how could it not be painful? heart.

Gu Qingzhao couldn't help asking: "Old Ancestor, why did the gods want to kill you?"

There was a smile on the face of the old ancestor, and light gathered in the deep black eyes. He looked extraordinary, rampant, wanton, and proud. He elongated his tone: "Because the fusion of immortals and demons is like the intersection of yin and yang, the beginning of all things, What it brings is the perfection of the Dao realm. Cultivating this mental method, once you step into the foundation building, you can crush it at the same level. The storage of dantian spiritual power and even the subtle control of spiritual power are ten times stronger than the same level. Every step in the cultivation base, this kind of The crushing will also be doubled, and after I completely become a god...you say..."

The old ancestor didn't finish his words, and the words contained millions of years of vicissitudes of resignation, but more of them were the pride of the sword pointing at the gods.

Gods manipulate the rules of heaven and earth for their own use, and the gods are born with the power of rules, so they call themselves gods, call themselves gods, and think they represent the way of heaven.

There are thousands of rules in the avenue, infinitely small, like the sea and the ocean, and if you want to control a certain rule, you must fully understand it. Who is more powerful, a dual cultivator of immortals and demons who understands streams or a person who controls water droplets?

The results speak for themselves.

The old ancestor's words overlapped with Gu Qingzhao's guess.

The gods of heaven were born when the universe was opened up, and they acted on behalf of the heavens, how could they, who called the universe as their father, endure the provocation of their authority by human monks.

Although human beings are not born to control the power of rules like gods, they are weak as ants in the eyes of gods, but they can embark on the road of self-cultivation with their tenacity and unyielding will and command. Break through all phenomena in the world, point directly to the true self of the rules of heaven, and finally comprehend it, and ascend to godhood.

After monks become gods, in addition to the struggle for theocracy, there is also a struggle for resources. The most important thing is that the potential of human monks is unlimited, and they can continue to comprehend and continue to practice.

Mastering the laws of heaven in a small drop of water, as they move forward, they may even converge into a river in the end.

After all, one's life after becoming a god is infinite, and one can comprehend infinite rules with infinite life.

The gods obviously realized this too, so they blocked the entrance to the God Realm!

In the past, if one person attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven, as long as a cultivator who became a god had enough skills, he could take away the forces of his relatives and his subordinates and ascend to heaven. Even in the God Realm, he could settle down very quickly and develop rapidly.

Nowadays, a person who has become a god can only ascend alone. Once he reaches the God Realm, he will be alone and helpless. If he fails to get rescue from the monk forces, or if the monk who sweeps the snow is unwilling to lend a helping hand, the consequences can be imagined.

No wonder, the way of heaven is ruthless, and under the rules, all living beings are equal, so how could the way of heaven do something to block the entrance to the God Realm.

Presumably, the upper gods of the God Realm are guarding the entrance, and their mission is to destroy those who try to ascend together, creating the illusion that the entrance is constricted.

In the foundation building stage, he can crush the immortals and demons of the same level ten times. Once he becomes a god, the horror is enough to imagine.

When Gu Qingzhao's mind was filled with confusion and confusion outside the pool, a pair of bloody eyes with evil spirits, and the whisper in his ear that he had forgotten because of the confusion, became extremely clear at this moment.

"I'm Xue Ming. If you can become emperor in the God Realm, I will be your prime minister."

Could it be that that person is the guardian of the entrance to the God Realm in this world?

A frivolous voice came from the jade pendant to Gu Qingzhao's consciousness, "You guessed right, my real body is indeed the guardian of the entrance to the God Realm, but it's not this realm, but the Changling Cultivation Realm where you grew up. To be precise, the guardians of Changling's realm of comprehension are my servants. I just want to find a quiet place to sleep. Those bastards in the God Realm fight every day over trivial matters, and they don't want people to sleep well. gone."

This is really all kinds of noble and glamorous gods in ancient legends. Didn't they get pierced by some funny soul? ...Unconsciously, in Gu Qingzhao's mind, that slender, arrogant and domineering figure stretched out like Leng Ya, with a sleepy and cute sleepiness on his face, the picture was so beautiful that he dared not look at it.

"The picture calculated by Liuyao is really interesting... I am looking forward to it. At that time, there will be no gods to disturb me every day, and such an interesting thing, how can I not add fuel to the flames?" ..."

A gust of breeze blew past, Gu Qingzhao felt his heart relax, as if something had left.

It should be the consciousness of the self-proclaimed god in the jade pendant.

Divine Lord, no wonder he was able to drink away the catastrophe.

Seeing that Gu Qingzhao was deep in thought, the ancestors thought that while Gu Qingzhao was shocked by the power of the dual cultivation method of immortals and demons, at the same time, he was afraid that he would be killed by the gods when he cultivated soaring.

The old ancestor sighed slightly in his heart, but his face didn't show at all. He just said solemnly: "After you formally embark on the road of dual cultivation of immortals and demons, you will be killed by the so-called gods with lightning like me. Do you still wish?"

Gu Qingzhao did not promise, but made an oath against the heavens: "I, Gu Qingzhao, swear by my Dao heart, that when I am able, I will unify the demon clan, so that the demon clan can regain their freedom and no longer suffer from bullying."

The ancestors never thought of forcing Gu Qingzhao to let the demons regain their freedom. They just hoped that Gu Qingzhao's unification of the demons would solve the current civil strife in the demons. However, Gu Qingzhao made such a heavy oath, which shows his determination, and he couldn't help being deeply moved.

"Good! Good! Good!" The old ancestor yelled three times, blood mist welling up his cheeks with excitement, and he looked a bit like a real person.

The old ancestor's hand formed by the mist stretched forward, and he held a golden talisman in his hand, with bright red blood characters hanging on it, as if it was the seal of authority.

"Hurry up and recognize the Lord with blood." The corner of the ancestor's lips curled up with a hint of pride, "After the blood is dripped, we will start."

What started, Gu Qingzhao naturally understood that he had almost killed himself before, forcing him to use the sword pill's seal of authority left by his father, but now he was lying quietly in his hands, the seal of authority The person has died.

Gu Qingzhao didn't feel any embarrassment in his heart, but his yearning for power grew more and more. This seal of power was not seized by himself, it was all thanks to his ancestors.

Dad is gone, and the ancestors will leave soon. Everything in this world can only be relied on by oneself. Only when you control the power in your own hands will you not be controlled by others, have the right to speak, and be able to resist those so-called God.

A drop of blood shot out from the center of Gu Qingzhao's eyebrows, and Quan Yin established contact with Gu Qingzhao in an instant, and was taken into the dantian by Gu Qingzhao to be warmed up.

The moment Quan Yin entered the dantian, the 56 peaks of Han Yunzong appeared in front of Gu Qingzhao, and the pavilions and pavilions on the 56 peaks were clearly visible.

At this moment, the head of the main peak felt that Quan Yin had lost contact with him, and his gloomy face turned pale instantly, and the palpitations and panic that had not happened for a thousand years reappeared... The elders knew that Quan Yin was lost, and he was not afraid. Those two masters in the Taoist period knew it, but the sect leader couldn't imagine it!

Then, a powerful spiritual consciousness descended from the sky, covering the entire Hanyun Sect, and everything about the Hanyun Sect was under his eyes.

The disciples of Han Yunzong all sensed this powerful spiritual consciousness. This spiritual consciousness is not disgusting, but has a grand atmosphere, as if the sect that raised and cultivated them has come to life, which makes people feel infinite admiration in their hearts. Feelings.

The purple stone on the mountain peak murmured: "The seal of the head of the sect has been recognized. It seems that the master of the cave made it."

Quan Yin is the person who founded the Han Yun Sect. He was created when he ascended, and he will bless the Han Yun Mountain Gate forever. Only monks who are also Mahayana consummation can let Quan Yin recognize the master.

If an outsider knows that it is only a ray of consciousness that is about to dissipate, it will cause an uproar if they help a foundation-building monk to recognize the master.

Gu Qingzhao just took a quick glance at Han Yunzong, then withdrew his spiritual consciousness, sat cross-legged in meditation and said to his ancestor: "Master, let's start."

The ancestor looked around the cave mansion with nostalgia, and his eyes seemed to see through the cave mansion the infinite world outside and the sky where the thunder fell and killed him millions of years ago.

The ancestor's pupils shrank suddenly, and all the remembrances and regrets disappeared, and the figure formed by the air current immediately collapsed, turning into a ray of spiritual consciousness and piercing into Gu Qingzhao's eyebrows.

Gu Qingzhao closed his eyes tightly and the surrounding area should have been completely dark, but a ray of blue light suddenly shot in, turning into countless stars and scattered around, only to see a vast cloud and mist formed between the sky and the earth.

Grief and pain erupted from Gu Qingzhao's chest, he knew that at this moment, the old ancestor was gone.

That wisp of divine consciousness collapsed in his sea of ​​consciousness and turned into this inheritance.

Stars turned into black-clothed boys one after another, or uttered a esoteric formula, or performed a magical power, and then disappeared completely.

When the last star performed its last magical power, the world in front of Gu Qingzhao also changed accordingly.

When he was young, he set foot on the path of practice for the first time.

The only four-year-old ancestor stood in the Demon Race's Enlightenment Blood Pool, clearly displayed in front of Gu Qingzhao together with the ancient world.

Inheritance of memory, naturally there is inheritance, and there are also 8000 years of practice memory of the ancestors from the time they set foot on the practice to the time when they were destroyed by the catastrophe!

Gu Qingzhao opened his eyes when Lei Jie crashed through the shattered body of the unyielding young man.

The memory inheritance has been completely absorbed by him.

When you open your eyes and close them, ten years have passed in the outside world!

Gu Qingzhao's cultivation has reached the state of fake alchemy in the past ten years, the boiling spiritual power in the dantian rushes out clamorously, and will condense into a golden alchemy in the next moment.

Gu Qingzhao forcibly suppressed the surging spiritual power, lifted his skirt and knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times towards the place where his ancestor had once stood: "The disciple will definitely not disgrace the prestige of the master."

Gu Qingzhao stood up, and with just one thought, the person had already appeared outside the cave. The lush bushes in the canyon seemed to be the same as ten years ago, but there was no entrance to the cave, let alone the pool of spiritual springs.

"You came out." A clear and cold voice came from high in the sky, familiar yet unfamiliar.

Gu Qingzhao looked up and saw that Master Zihui was meditating in the clouds.

"My lord," was the very familiar voice all my life, with undisguised eagerness, as strong as magma in a volcano.

It was Chi Xiao who was standing on the cliff, and the cultivation base exuding from his body proved that he had formed a golden core.

He had retreated in the cave for ten years, and the two of them also guarded outside the cave for ten years.

Gu Qingzhao flew up, came to the edge of the cliff, Zihui real person also landed, glanced at Gu Qingzhao and said: "Let's form the alchemy here."

"Okay." There is a master protecting the law here, and the aura of heaven and earth is also extremely strong, which is indeed suitable for forming alchemy.

Gu Qingzhao sat cross-legged. Ten years ago, he thought that he could refine the condensed golden elixir obtained from the Moshuang grass by Dabi to form the golden elixir. In just ten years, he was able to form the elixir by himself.

The boy in white floated lightly in the air, white clouds gathered under him.

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth gathered together and turned into countless long dragons rushing towards Gu Qingzhao, entering Gu Qingzhao's meridians.

At the same time, the devilish energy of countless creatures also gathered towards Gu Qingzhao at an extremely fast speed.

The black demonic energy and the white spiritual energy are originally two poles repelling each other, and they spread apart to form a spectacle of a pitch-black dragon on the left and a white snow dragon on the right.

The mutually incompatible demon energy and spiritual energy finally converged on Gu Qingzhao, and the left black and right white formed a picture of Tai Chi reincarnation behind Gu Qingzhao.

Zi Hui's complexion changed drastically at this moment: "Not good!"

The purple emblem turned into countless phantoms, scattered in the sky and the earth. Countless phantoms shot out the overwhelming plum blossom sword intent, and firmly protected Gu Qingzhao with a radius of hundreds of miles, making it impossible for people to peep with their spiritual sense and see the surge of devilish energy .

The sea of ​​bitterness in Gu Qingzhao's dantian raised waves, and the singing of life resounded in his bones.

Overcome the sea of ​​bitterness, overcome karma, transcend reincarnation, and condense pills with gold liquid.

The monk condenses the golden elixir, and the soul separates from the body and attaches to the golden elixir. If the golden elixir is not destroyed, the soul will last forever.

In the center of the waves, the spiritual liquid in the dantian was continuously compressed and condensed, dense with purple air, and finally a drop of golden liquid formed in the center of the waves.