Taiyi is Supreme God, the most recent existence of Tao from ancient times to the present.
His fall required thousands of years of planning by Fuxi, as well as the combined actions of Haotian and Three Pure Ones and Four Emperors to kill him. Among the current Daoist legends, there is the legend of Taisheng Shui.
Taiyi generates water, and water assists Taiyi, thus forming the sky.
Heaven and earth are the products of Taiyi - "Taiyi generates water".
He is the creator god of Creation of Heaven and Earth, and he is Supreme God. After Taiyi opened up the world, a Qi was born in the world, and the origin of the Three Pure Ones was born. At this moment, this strong man who should have been surrounded and killed by the strongest people of that era still exists in all things. Qi WuHuo's induction is extremely strong, as long as he opens his mouth.
Immediately--
The soul and existence will be wiped out, just like the original Emperor Wa.
Looking at Teacher in front of him, Qi WuHuo knew that this was just one of the incarnations of Teacher.
His mind changed, and he slowly exhaled a breath and said, "Nothing."
Don't be reckless.
Reckless courage means nothing.
Qi WuHuo picked up Teacher's tea and drank it slightly. The slightly bitter taste and the fragrance that followed calmed his mind. At first, he naturally wanted to try to tell Teacher about the current situation, for example, without telling him directly. But when this idea emerged, Qi WuHuo felt the intense pain in his soul.
... Taiyi.
If it doesn't work in the end.
Just look for the true identity of Teacher and tell him everything.
Then this body will die and the path will disappear.
Taiyi can't even imagine taking over this body and reviving it.
It was clear that Qi WuHuo had a strong hostility towards Taiyi, but at this time Qi WuHuo did not feel any reaction, which made another guess emerge in his mind--
Perhaps one's own life and death will not affect [Taiyi]'s replacement of oneself.
But at least we can let Teacher know that Taiyi is back.
Qi WuHuo said, "Teacher, you and that First Kalpa yuan Taiyi God..."
When he said this, Qi WuHuo's voice paused. He did not feel the tearing pain of his soul, and was not killed by the curse. He said:
"If we fight, what are the chances of winning?"
old man paused, stared at young Daoist, then shook his head and said simply:
"No."
"That's one."
Qi WuHuo said, "In our Daoist practice, isn't it also the reverse of three to become two, and the reverse of two to become one?"
old man sighed, looked at Qi WuHuo lovingly, and said:
"He is one."
Qi WuHuo was going to say something else, but suddenly he seemed to understand what old man meant.
Young Daoist was silent and said, "What do you mean..."
old man said gently, "Yes, He is not the One who practices, but the real One itself; not the Tao, but he himself is the existence closest to the Tao, and he is the One himself, and his Tao is like all things."
"The Tao is already there. Once it exists, it will exist forever."
"It will not become more because the practitioners come, and it will not become smaller because the practitioners leave."
"What you have gained is what you have forever. Once you have achieved it, you will have it forever."
"It will not increase by one point because of the passage of time, nor will it decrease by one point because of the passage of time."
"It is a state of eternal attainment, once attained, eternal attainment, neither increase nor decrease, neither stain nor purity."
"He has reached the limit. Time cannot shake his Tao in the slightest, and life and death cannot make his realm tainted in the slightest. His existence runs through time and is above all things. As long as all things exist, then the One will still exist; and if all things are annihilated and destroyed, the One will still exist."
"If the real Taiyi returns, he will still be the strongest. Unless Haotian reappears and joins forces with us, and Fuxi's plan and bloody spirit are at all costs, otherwise, no one can be the opponent of [One]."
"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things."
"Under this great road, there is only [one] who is always victorious and undefeated."
Young Daoist was silent and never tried to speak here. He only chatted with old man with a smile for a while, then meditated and practiced until the afternoon, then went down the mountain on his own. old man raised his eyes slightly and stared at the direction Qi WuHuo was going away. He seemed thoughtful, but did not speak. He just stroked his beard, with a hint of doubt.
Only Qingniu was puzzled and said, "Why do you need to be more prestigious than others?"
"Don't you still need to fight to know whether you can win or not?"
old man just smiled, patted the cow's head and said, "You don't understand."
Writing it down in words won't work!
When this thought occurs, it will trigger the extremely high-level Divine Ability to restrain it. Even if it is barely written down without thinking, the words will lose their concept in an instant and turn into nothingness.
Try to use images, textures, and the many words intertwined in the description of Daoist Qingyu to record.
The result is the same.
This Divine Ability is not judged by Qi WuHuo's actions, but by his mind and soul. If he walks among thorns, his heart will be moved, and his body will be bruised and bruised. Young Daoist looked at the scroll in front of him. When he connected the six words [Taiyi Resurrection and Seizing the Body], he lost his sense of these six words in an instant.
These six words are still reflected in Qi WuHuo's eyes and heart.
But Qi WuHuo lost his understanding and recognition of these six words.
At that moment, in his eyes, these six words were like a child's unconscious graffiti, without any meaning attached. It took a while before he reluctantly regained consciousness. Qi WuHuo wanted to go to the stream and sprinkle the cool stream water on his face to relax his spirit. When Qi WuHuo walked out, he was accompanied by the mist that suddenly rose in the evening.
Qi WuHuo saw the mist gathering again and turning into Taiyi.
He raised his head and saw the sky, the sun and the moon hanging high, all the stars scattered above, the essence of all things gathered into one, turning into the Taiyi whose face was unclear. Seeing him approaching slowly, young Daoist came to his senses faster than the last time. He raised his hand and shook it suddenly, accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's sword that sounded like a dragon's roar, he held Tribulation Sword·Three in the sea of Divine Sense in his palm.
Sweeping suddenly, Sword Qi is magnificent.
To break the intimidating Qi pressure, this time, Qi WuHuo found that the finger that exuded a faint golden light was less than three feet away from his eyebrows. Qi WuHuo had been laid the foundation by Daoist Qingyu, so he immediately judged that it was closer to one inch per day. Thirty days later, this finger was lowering his eyebrows, and the existence of Qi WuHuo had changed.
Taiyi stared at Qi WuHuo, without any ripples or waves in his eyes.
[All living things are transformed by me and return to one, which is great freedom]
[Why run away]
[If you want to prove something, I will give it to you]
[Why to avoid]
[Why don't you kneel down to receive God's grace]?!
No malice.
There is no murderous intent, only doubts and upright Qi.
It seems that in the eyes of [Tai Yi], as one of all living things, returning to the oneness of Daoism is a natural process, and even an opportunity worthy of joy.
This is an enemy more difficult to deal with than good and evil.
His good intentions are very evil to me!
His own survival has encountered huge threats, and even some kind of existence will exist on his behalf as [Qi WuHuo]. A rare anger and murderous intent rise from the bottom of his heart, mixed with anger and fear, and finally turn into a gushing out murderous intent.
[Execute]!!!!
Young Daoist The sword in his palm slashed suddenly, and murderous intent, which was pure and domineering compared to the past, poured out. The scene in front of him dissipated like smoke, young Daoist was in a daze. What he saw before him was the sunset, like red-hot steel balls, scorching people's eyes, the trees were fluttering, and the wind blew by. Unknowingly, he was covered in a thin layer of sweat. It was a little cool when the wind blew by.
Possessed slightly, he planned to pick up a handful of water from the stream, but at this moment, Qi WuHuo saw his own reflection in the stream.
Wearing a Daoist robe, his brows were gentle, but his eyes exuded a faint golden light, with a slight vertical mark between his brows. There seemed to be Wanfa following him behind him. The golden light in his eyes raised his gaze and stared at Qi WuHuo.
Qi WuHuo Pupillary contraction.
Taiyi!
Boom!!!!
The sleeve robe was swept away, and the energy fell into the stream, causing the water in the stream to violently explode with countless ripples. The Taiyi with Qi Wuhu's face disappeared. There was laughter from behind. Qi Wulu turned around and saw Taiyi standing calmly in front of him. Murderous intent arose in his heart. The sword energy filled the sleeve robe. He just raised his hand and pointed at the center of his eyebrows like a sword.
"Mr. Qi?"
!!!
Qi WuHuo's movements suddenly stopped, and the illusion in front of him dispersed. A child of about seven or eight years old stood in front, wearing a brown shorts that didn't fit well. Because it was his brother's clothes, he tied them with useless strips of cloth a few times. He looked much more capable. Now he just shook his head and looked at Qi WuHuo in confusion.
Young Daoist was suppressed by Sword Qi, and he forced a smile. The fingers originally chopped off by Tribulation Sword·Three absorbed all the power, and just touched the child's head gently, and said in a gentle tone:
"What's wrong?"
The child was a little embarrassed. First, he asked Qi WuHuo to check the text he had written today. Then he lowered his head, pinched the corner of his clothes, stared at his toes, hummed for a long time, and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Qi..."
"Then, why didn't Mr. Zhang, the person who came before, not come today?"
The children had been in the same place for a long time, and it was rare to see a new teacher. They were all a little excited, but they had not seen the Mr. Zhang today. They were very curious, so they came to ask Qi WuHuo. Young Daoist calmed down and told them that Mr. Zhang was very busy at the moment and had no time to look for them, but if there was a chance, he would definitely come to them.
Then the child saluted happily again and trotted back.
Qi WuHuo watched the child go away with a smile. The smile in his eyes spread. He looked at his palms and narrowed his eyes slightly - Taiyi was imprinted in his soul. If he could not handle it, sooner or later he would be affected and swallowed up. In that case, Qi WuHuo would die and Taiyi would possess him;
Or has the existence of the individual Qi WuHuo been replaced by Taiyi from the beginning to the present?
The one who became a disciple in this way was the reincarnation of Taiyi, not the child from Jinzhou.
In this way, walking through the tribulation of Demon Race, the person who became friends with Hou Tu was the reincarnation of Taiyi, not the child from Jinzhou.
There can be no further delay.
Qi WuHuo held his five fingers together, and in just one day, Taiyi's influence on him was so powerful that he almost hurt the child - Tribulation Sword·Three, who was angry at Taiyi, took action against the child, and Qi WuHuo didn't want to imagine what the consequences would be if he really took action against the child and did it right.
It's time.
All kinds of attempts were of no use, but I still roughly knew the goal of [Tai Yi].
It's time to go back and tell Yu Teacher about this.
I will never do what you want, [Taiyi].
Qi WuHuo made up his mind, but when he went back, before he even walked to his yard, he felt his eyes blurred, and what he saw was a scenery that was almost exactly the same as his own small yard, but what he saw in front of him was not Old Green Ox who was grazing slowly, nor was he gentle old man, but black-clothed Great Dao Lord who was quite impatient.
Great Dao Lord said in an unhappy tone, "You bastard."
"I promised that every sunset, I would come here to practice my sword. Why did I forget it on the first day?!"
Qi WuHuo can't explain it, or the current Great Dao Lord can't listen to the explanation.
It's just an extremely unpleasant feeling of 'losing to the Supreme Leader again'.
This brat actually went straight towards the Supreme Being. What does this mean?!
Doesn't it mean that this seat is regarded as nothing?
Damn it, this is unreasonable!
Brat, you are as arrogant as a bad old man!
With this vague feeling of displeasure, Great Dao Lord threw a sword to Qi WuHuo with his backhand, and immediately raised his hand to draw the sword towards young Daoist. Sword Qi was furious. Although he was a little unhappy, he still restrained his strength and kept it at a level higher than Qi WuHuo's original strength level. It could suppress and improve, but it would not cause Qi WuHuo to lose quickly and lose the scope of growth.
But soon, after a few moves, Shangqing Great Dao Lord was surprised to find out.
It's just that one night has passed.
In front of him, young Daoist's understanding of the calamity of the Tribulation Sword actually made a leap forward.
This cannot be explained by pure understanding and genius.
The murderous intent, anger, and traces of fear contained in the sword, and the stronger murderous intent and determination that erupted under the fear, can never be understood in a night of enlightenment. Great Dao Lord has personally experienced countless killings, and is absolutely clear-headed about this. He frowned slightly, and the sword light flashed suddenly.
Qi WuHuo The sword in his palm shattered and flew out on a spin, while Great Dao Lord held the sword diagonally to one side, against the ground, and said in a calm tone, "Your swordsmanship has made a leap overnight."
"This is not something that can be achieved through enlightenment."
Black-clothed Great Dao Lord stared at young Daoist in front of him.
It is true that no slight difference can be detected with the naked eye, soul, induction, or vitality.
The realm of [one] is above all else.
Ran--
Great Dao Lord is not a character who cares about ideas and order like Yuqing.
He will just trust his instincts.
With one thought in mind, you will never regret drawing your sword!
"You experienced a fierce battle involving life and death last night, but I was unable to sense any fluctuations in vitality."
"So, your enemy--"
The sword was slowly raised, and in the process of lifting, it gradually climbed up layers of ripples, turning into an extremely simple appearance. Only the hilt was wrapped with cyan traces, and the trajectory circled the sword body, like the wind rising from the end of Qingping., finally the sword edge touched Qi WuHuo's eyebrows, Great Dao Lord's tone was calm, but the sharp edge of Sword Qi seemed to be cutting off everything, and said:
"Hide here."
"Right?"