Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Immortal body, Ren Piaomiao

Earth Immortal Body, Li Tianhe

god of war
fairy body, god emperor
Ghost Immortal Body, Bone Ghost King
The five immortal bodies gather together, and the five great immortal roads and dao fruits evolve infinitely, which is extraordinary and peerless.

Over the long river of time, Zhu Houzhao stood upright, majestic and majestic, looked at his five immortal body, and said softly: "It's time!"

Withdrawing the Five Immortal Body Dao Fruit, his cultivation base will take a big step forward, even reaching the sky in one step, and it is not impossible to achieve the state of Hunyuan.

And when the five immortal bodies return to Zhu Houzhao's body, the five immortal bodies will also dissipate.

Earth Immortal, Human Immortal, God Immortal, and Ghost Immortal are the four avatars. Zhu Houzhao has kept them among the three flowers for a long time, and he has no nostalgia for the world. ?

Aside from Zhu Houzhao's avatar, Ren Piaomiao has an independent and distinct personality consciousness, no different from ordinary people. His thinking is free and easy, and he is not a puppet controlled by Zhu Houzhao at will.

If Ren Piaomiao insisted on not cooperating, it would be difficult for Zhu Houzhao to fuse the five immortal bodies perfectly.

"My whole body comes from you, and now I return it all to you."

Ren Piaomiao said with a blank face, and casually threw Saber Wushuang out of the long river of time, leaving it to his little apprentice, and then dispelled himself, turned into the original fairy light, and returned to Zhu Houzhao's body without hesitation.

As he himself said, it came from Zhu Houzhao, and he will return all of it to Zhu Houzhao. There is no joy when he comes, and no worries when he goes.

Ethereal, illusory, perhaps from the very beginning, his ending was doomed.

Even Ren Piaomiao, who has an independent personality, has nothing to say in the body of the earth, the human, the god, and the ghost. He took a deep look at Zhu Houzhao, and they all dismissed themselves and returned to Zhu Houzhao.

The body of the third life and the body of the five immortals returned to Zhu Houzhao's body successively. Zhu Houzhao's meritorious deeds were perfect, his cultivation base rose again and again, and he finally broke through the realm of Hunyuan and established himself as Hunyuan Wuji.

In the realm of Hunyuan, Taoism is infinite, eternal and unique, all the mysteries of the heavens are in the heart, the mystery is unspeakable, the power is unspeakable, one word is the rule, one word reverses cause and effect, one glance destroys the heavens, one thought tampers with fate, Possesses many incredible abilities.

Seeing the cause and effect of the three generations, playing the reincarnation of the world, almost omniscient and omnipotent, this is the most powerful Hunyuan.

Standing in the realm of Hunyuan, Zhu Houzhao was fascinated by the feeling that all the heavens and myriad ways are at my disposal. As long as he wants, he can manipulate the rules arbitrarily and play with the cause and effect of time and space without any restrictions.

The heavens are in my hands, and the fate is determined by me. Under this extreme pleasure, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help shaking his head with deep regret, thinking of Sanqing, Amitabha and other supreme powers.

The majestic Hunyuan Supreme Power, standing on the peak of the heavens, laughing at the birth and death of good fortune, watching the eternal cycle of reincarnation, but was sacrificed alive by Hongjun, don't be too aggrieved.

However, Sanqing, Amitabha and other Hunyuan powerhouses fell into Hongjun's hands. It was not that they were not strong enough to disgrace the name of Hunyuan powerhouses, but that Hongjun was too strong and too insidious.

Before that, who would have thought that Hongjun would plant the seeds of immortality in the bodies of a group of Hunyuan superpowers to suppress and restrain the superpowers who opposed him.

Perhaps in the eyes of many powerful people, although Hongjun enjoys the notoriety of the largest black hand in prehistoric times, he was also the "Tao ancestor" of the gods of Enga.

It is based on this kind of common sense psychology that when Hongjun's moral bottom line is overestimated, a group of Hunyuan to the strong will follow Hongjun's way and become sacrifices to ripen the Wuji ball.

With a light wave of his hand, hundreds of millions of time and space were torn apart, and he arrived at the origin of the eternal real world. Zhu Houzhao first looked at Hongjun, then at Huangtian, and remained silent.

The most taboo thing to do with this kind of conspirator who calculates forever is to speak first, once you are caught in a weak point, you will be led by the nose.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

The purple bamboo stick in Hongjun's hand turned into a dust whisk, and now he had a bit of the demeanor of "the ancestor of the wilderness".

Looking directly at Zhu Houzhao, Hongjun's eyes shone with strange brilliance, and he was able to survive his calculations. Even if he released the water, Zhu Houzhao was amazing enough.

Without waiting for Zhu Houzhao to answer, Hongjun immediately said to himself: "You don't need to be afraid anymore, my big plan has been accomplished, and I don't need to count on you anymore."

Do you believe this yourself?
Zhu Houzhao complained secretly, and glanced at the ancestor of Qiankun, this is a lesson from the past.

But he couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked: "A long time ago, you were the patriarch of Taoism who overwhelmed the prehistoric people. I don't understand, what's the point of doing all this?"

Abandoning the ancestor of Dao, breaking the prehistoric world, and laying out the ancient heavens, so that the real world and the unreal world are merged into one. Although the basic composition law of the heavens is strengthened, the eternal real world can carry more powerful people, but this pair of Hongjun doesn't seem to be doing much good.

Whether there is an eternal real world, the most powerful people of Hunyuan are the most powerful people of Hunyuan, and there will be no change in the slightest. Even if they achieve the realm of Hunyuan, Zhu Houzhao still has difficulty understanding Hongjun's mind.

"What's the point? Of course it makes sense."

At the last moment, Hongjun didn't mind confiding all his thoughts to Zhu Houzhao, and said loudly: "The reason why I made so many plans is to see the truth."

the truth?

Zhu Houzhao's face was bewildered immediately, wondering if Hongjun was crazy, as a prehistoric black hand, everything was controlled by him, and he didn't know the whole truth of the heavens?
"I know, maybe in your eyes, I am already crazy, but I can tell you clearly, not only am I not crazy, but I am extremely sober."

Hongjun said seriously: "Have you ever thought about whether our existence is real or illusory?"

"Is everything we have experienced caused by our subjective will, or is it driven by a pair of invisible hands, writing our destiny?"

At this time, Hongjun is very much like a philosopher who studies the truth, but more like a chaotic and crazy lunatic.

Standing in the realm of Hunyuan, all things are false, and only I am true, but instead, he questioned whether his existence is real or illusory, and what is it if he is not crazy.

However, after hearing his words, the Huangtian clan, the Qiankun Patriarch, and Zhu Houzhao were all lost in thought, and were speechless for a long time.

Although Hongjun's words are crazy, they are not unreasonable. Reality and illusion have never been established concepts.

Zhu Houzhao's fate was almost written by Hongjun alone, and behind Hongjun, it is hard to say that there is no hand pushing it.

Thinking about it in the direction of terror, maybe the fate of Hongjun, Huangtian, Qiankun Patriarch, Zhu Houzhao, and all the powerful and powerful people in the heavens is illusory, and it may not be impossible.

Reality and illusion, who can really tell clearly?

Hongjun single-handedly created the birth of the illusory world, but he himself questioned himself, how to distinguish between the real and the illusory in the heavens.

Thinking about it, Zhu Houzhao was completely messed up. He stared at Hongjun blankly, and really didn't understand how this old guy could have such terrifying thoughts.

Patriarch Qiankun's eyes widened even more, with an unbelievable expression on his face, he was frightened by Hongjun's shocking thoughts, but he never thought that his existence might be illusory.

If his existence is driven by others, then what is the meaning of his life?
Is it the value of his existence to be calculated and used by Hongjun?

Thinking of this, Patriarch Qiankun was about to go crazy.