Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

"years."

"No, not years, not time"

At the edge of the world, a creature slowly opened its eyes and stood up tiredly.

It’s Taiyi.

"This transcendent characteristic is far beyond my imagination. But it's good, at least what I expected has happened."

He held on to his broken body and looked sideways at Lu Xuan, who was still sleeping. A calm smile appeared on his face and he said to himself:

"Luring you here, to take this complete transcendental characteristic, I can wake up with the remnants of the previous era, how about you?"

The smile on Taiyi's face grew wider, and he didn't even look at Lu Xuan, dragging his tired body directly towards Chaos.

"In this way, the overall situation has been decided. When my injuries recover, I will guide you to wake up, and then sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. You will fight for your life with Fuxi. I should benefit and everything is under control."

"No, it's not enough. This fire is not enough."

Taiyi took a step forward and coughed up blood. Although he was awake now, his body was still unable to bear the complete characteristics of transcendence. It was constantly broken, repaired, and shattered.

What goes around comes around.

He looked sideways, gazing at the vast world, as if he could see through everything, as if everything was in his eyes and could be seen by him.

"Let me pour a handful of hot oil on this fire."

While talking to himself, Taiyi smiled and pointed out the six paths of reincarnation in the Nine Nethers without any bias.

In other words, the little Tao Ling was suppressed in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The latter fell apart and died. His corpse floated in the six reincarnations, and a ray of incomplete true spirit passed away.

"Fuxi killed him."

Taiyi smiled:

"not my business."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and an indescribable mysterious substance fell on Lu Xuan as a backup.

Immediately, Taiyi dragged his remaining body and completely disappeared into the depths of chaos, leaving only a light word echoing here.

"When clams and cranes fight, the fisherman will benefit."

"Fight, fight."

………………

"Master, how should we go about studying this scripture?"

"We still have to wait for four more creatures."

"Four?"

"Of course."

Tang Sanzang walked on the road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, while Sun Wukong followed carelessly.

Although it is naughty and reckless by nature, it has been with Lu Xuan for so many years, and its conduct is still passable. At least it keeps its promise.

Otherwise, he would not have repeatedly attacked the heaven after misunderstanding that ‘Tai Shang Laojun’ used living people to make elixirs.

Therefore, Sun Wukong also remembered Tang Monk's feelings for rescuing him, and was willing to help him obtain the so-called true scripture.

"You still need to find four people to accompany you to learn the scriptures? I think one of my old grandson is enough. Master, you don't know what my old grandson did five thousand years ago."

Along the way, Sun Wukong kept chattering and proudly recounted everything that had happened.

"I took my six brothers and sisters to the heaven and killed all the immortals and gods until they bowed their heads. If not for the sneak attack by the old ghost from Tushita Palace in the end."

Tang Seng's eyebrows jumped when he heard this. As expected, Wukong still hasn't changed much.

He remembered his last trip to the west, and he felt emotional, and his expression became much gentler. He listened quietly to the chatter of the monkeys, and after walking for a long time, he came close to a large village, and then he said:

"After practicing Wukong, my teacher will tell you first, where to go, how to go, and what to do before going to learn the scriptures this time."

"Okay, you go ahead."

Monkey Sun is quite refreshing and neat.

Tang Monk's expression became solemn and he frowned:

"This time, we have to go into the chaos. After finding the other four people, we first need to go to the Nine Netherworlds and retrieve the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

He followed the empress's instructions and narrated everything:

"After obtaining the Six Paths of Reincarnation, we can cast a treasure raft and go to the chaos to obtain the true scriptures!"

Sun Wukong was a little confused. Six paths of reincarnation? Treasure raft? chaos?

What is this and what?

Immediately, it couldn't help but ask:

"Chaos? Is it the chaos outside the sky? I went there once, and there was nothing there. Where did the so-called true scripture come from?"

"In the chaos, there is a Taoist palace, and a great man is sitting in it. We go there to obtain the true scriptures, and that Taoist palace is called "

Tang Monk looked solemn, with a look of awe on his face:

"That palace is called Zixiao!"

"Zixiao. Zixiao Palace?!"

Sun Wukong suddenly froze on the spot.

Zixiao Palace is the most familiar place.

A hundred years of cultivating Taoism, a hundred years of following the master, isn't it in the Zixiao Palace? ?

"Zixiao Palace, Zixiao Palace"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but blush, and whispered to himself:

"Master"

"What's wrong?" Tang Monk looked sideways in surprise.

Monkey Sun wiped away his tears and grinned:

"It's nothing, but it's the sand that confused you. Zixiao Palace? Don't worry, I will definitely send you there!"

Tang Monk nodded happily.

The two masters and apprentices entered the Dazhuang and found Zhu Wuneng, who was demoted to the human world due to his inability to quell the chaos in the heaven and internal strife with the roaring dog;

Then he entered a river of quicksand and found Sha Wujing who had also been relegated to the mortal world;

Arriving at the shore of the West Sea, I found a pure white dragon and was willing to ride on it.

At this point, the past Westbound group is reunited again.

Except for Sun Houhou, the other three people were all very emotional and slightly in a daze. For a few moments, had they ever thought that there would be a day when they would be reunited?

However, in the past, I went to the Western Heaven to obtain scriptures, but this time, I went to Chaos.

The four people and one horse continued to move forward, passed the gate of hell, entered the underworld, and found the last person in the netherworld.

"Hey??"

Sun Wukong was obviously surprised:

"Old Yu? Why are you being restrained here?"

The fat-headed fish rolled his eyes and said weakly:

"But you still say that? It's not because of you that we have to cause trouble in the palace. After you were suppressed, Lao Niu and the others ran very fast, so it didn't matter, but I was miserable."

Sun Wukong shook the iron rod in his hand, breaking the chains binding Ben Boer Ba, and smiled boldly:

"It's okay, it's okay. You and I are reunited as brothers. We're going to get scriptures, so we have a companion!"

When Ben Bo'er Ba heard this, his expression became even more depressed, and he complained in his heart. How did he know before that this trip to the west had changed drastically?

The spiritual mountains are gone!

Go to the chaos to find the true scriptures

Benbo Erba shivered, feeling sad, but he couldn't show anything on his face. He just forced a smile:

"That's okay, that's okay, let's go learn the scriptures."

Five people and one horse traveled through the Nine Netherworlds, taking down the vast Six Paths of Samsara and turning it into a treasure raft for crossing the world. Everyone rode on it. Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks:

"Master, is it all done like this? It's so easy, without any hindrance."

Tang Monk looked solemn:

"Wukong, don't be careless. There are bound to be ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties on the way to learn the scriptures. Each difficulty brings merit."

"Eighty-one difficulties?" Sun Wukong smiled cheerfully: "I, Old Sun, wave the iron stick and no matter what hardships or difficulties he has, they will all disappear!"

Tang Monk shook his head:

"Don't underestimate it. How could this be so simple? An expert once pointed it out to me and told me."

He recounted what the goddess told him again:

"The difficulty in obtaining the true scripture is not a difficulty caused by heaven and earth, but a difficulty caused by the [Era]. Overcoming one difficulty, forming a path, achieving one achievement, and overcoming eighty-one difficulties will be a complete merit."

"Okay, okay, just hit the road, hit the road!"

Sun Wukong wields the Ruyi dog-beating stick:

"Eighty-one is difficult? I'll beat him to pieces!"

Tang Monk laughed out loud, so he took the treasure raft transformed from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, crossed the thirty-sixth heaven, crashed out of the long river of time, and headed towards the Great Chaos.

Except for Sun Houhou, the rest of Tang Seng, Zhu Wuneng, Ben Boer Ba, etc. were all frightened.

In the past when traveling west, everything was arranged by immortals and Buddhas, everything was calculated, but this time.

That's chaos.

……………………

The beautiful woman strolled into [Shangqingtian] and walked into Biyou Palace.

In the Biyou Palace, the essence of Yuhuan is lingering, the auspiciousness is endless, the clouds are rising and falling, and the fairy music is misty and ringing around the beams.

"Goddess, what's the matter?"

The lame Taoist, who was getting deeper and deeper, slowly opened his eyes, his energy was as majestic as the abyss.

The beautiful woman said softly:

"Sun Wukong and the others have already rushed to chaos with the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Whether they succeed or not depends on this time."

The lame Taoist nodded slightly, but couldn't help but ask:

"What did Qingxuan say to you? Why did Xiaoxuan faint? Why did he ask the Buddhist monk to take the Six Paths of Reincarnation to Zixiao Palace again?"

The goddess pondered for a moment, making sure no one was watching, and then she spoke softly:

"Qingxuan didn't say anything specific. He has great restrictions and his own condition is very bad. He can't describe too much or interfere too much. However, according to what he said."

The beautiful woman explained the cause and effect:

"According to what he said, if Xiaoxuan wants to go further, the only way is to [combine the Tao]. And if Xiaoxuan wants to merge with the Tao, he not only needs to gather the 84,000 strands of origin, but also

You have to completely occupy at least eighteen avenues as introductions! "

"A common path? Eighteen avenues as a guide?"

The lame Taoist was a little confused and asked with a frown:

"As far as I know, hasn't Xiaoxuan already occupied eighteen avenues? Not to mention anything else, the six supreme avenues were given by the Emperor and Yuanshi alone."

"How about you do the math again?"

The goddess shook her head gently:

"The path of Xiaoxuan, there are nine on the jade certificate of creation, the path of all living beings, the path of great balance are two, plus the six you mentioned, there are seven out of ten, but there is still one missing."

The lame Taoist was slightly startled, then smiled and said:

"This is not simple. Can I also give Xiaoxuan the origin of a great avenue?"

"No."

The goddess waved her hands gently and said with a wry smile:

"The four avenues you occupy are indispensable. If they are missing, they will no longer be perfect. Even if the end of the world comes, you may not be able to possess the power of [perfect path and fruit]."

The lame Taoist frowned deeply, realizing that this was indeed the case, and became a little worried:

"So, how can Xiaoxuan occupy the 18th lane? He is now unconscious and has not woken up at all."

"That's why Sun Wukong and others were asked to go to Zixiao to learn scriptures."

The goddess's gaze became profound, and she lightly opened her red lips:

"Shangqing, everything that follows will be left to you."

"What's the meaning?"

The lame Taoist frowned and asked subconsciously.

But I saw the goddess floating away from Biyou Palace, heading towards the depths of chaos. As she walked, she whispered:

"Tai Yi swallowing Xiaoxuan is almost a foregone conclusion. The road ahead is uncertain. In order to break the situation, I should do my best."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked into the depths of chaos, and according to Qingxuan's previous instructions, she picked up the Bagua furnace that was left here.

The goddess took the Bagua furnace back to Tushita Palace. Under the silent gaze of the lame Taoist, she opened the lid of the furnace and walked into it.

A blazing fire broke out in the Bagua furnace.

"Shangqing, after Xiaoxuan wakes up, please protect him."

The lame Taoist nodded silently.

The fire under the Bagua furnace burned stronger and stronger, and in the furnace, Lu Xuan's real body lay peacefully, holding the jade ultimatum of good fortune in his arms.

The goddess sat next to Lu Xuan's true body, carrying all the heat of the Bagua furnace. She took the initiative to dissipate her own defenses, allowing her body to be scorched little by little.

She slit her wrist and placed the wound on Lu Xuan's real body's mouth. Transcendent blood poured into it continuously.

The smaller half of Lu Xuan's [Transcendent True Body] was also perfected bit by bit.

The goddess gradually withered.

Lu Xuan died in a coma, and the [Tao of Dajun] had no one to activate it and lost its effect. This was the only way.

Time passes little by little, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

"Xiaoxuan."

The beautiful woman stared quietly at the sleeping Lu Xuan, with a faint smile on her face:

"I'm a little sleepy"

She lowered her eyelids and yawned. Her crystal-clear wrist was still on Lu Xuan's mouth. The blood was still dripping. The more it dripped, the more the goddess became weaker.

Until she also passed out.

When more than half of the original blood in the goddess' body disappeared, only a small half of the transcendent true body remained in Lu Xuan's body.

has also been completed.

One loses most of it, the other gains most of it.

He slowly opened his eyes.