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The Grace Mainland was named after the Marthos who lived on it a million years ago. The ancient Marthos believed that this land and continent they lived on was the most precious gift ever bestowed by the gods. It is a pity that a godly battle ten thousand years ago mercilessly shattered this illusion, causing the once prosperous Marsot Empire, which spanned across the entire continent, to crumble and crumble, turning it into a speck of dust in history.

The Klein Empire was located in the northern part of the Grace Mainland, a very extensive country. In terms of land area, only Orcs could live in the central wasteland, but as the name implied, the central wasteland was a huge piece of desert. It was obviously worse than the rich and beautiful Klein Empire.

Wina Town was located in the east of the Creine Empire, which was close to the Endless Sea. Every year, the punctual sea breeze brought moist air and abundant rainfall, which made this area full of vitality. In the spring of the year 384, when everything was recovering, a little boy was sitting quietly in a garden in the middle of the town. His head was lowered, as if he was very depressed.

Silk was not something an ordinary person could afford. It came from the southernmost region of the Kaiser Empire, and everyone knew that the relationship between the Kaiser Empire and the Kreen Empire had never been very good. There would often be small wars between the two countries on the border, and it was said that a small fight would happen every three years or a big one every ten years. With this reason, the Kaiser Empire would certainly not control the luxury silks which didn't have any practical significance. However, if they wanted to sell them for ten times the price of the Creine Empire, hehe, the empire would be more than willing to do so. Thus, in a relatively remote town, there was a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing expensive silk clothes. All of these indicated that this boy was not just an ordinary person, but a noble.

In this world, the aristocrats had too many privileges and were above the common people. No matter how useless the aristocrats were, they could live the life of nobles with the help of the country's monthly allowance. Compared to the civilians who had to work hard to survive, this was much better.

The little boy was sitting on the garden steps with his head in his hands, as if in a daze. In reality, his mind was in a state of upheaval. Although he is a child, he possesses a mature soul. Stunned, he looked at his pair of tender hands as his mind began to churn: "Am I not in Hua Xia? Oh, that's right, I remember now. I saw the Demon Master Mo Tian and the monk from the Great Samsara Temple fighting a huge battle at the top of the Tanggula Mountain. Dammit, how did they send me to this world with such an earth-shattering battle? " Legend has it that Lou Guandao was founded by the direct disciple of Old Lord Taishang, Yin Xi. Originally, he was accepted by his master, Qing Hong Zi, as his personal disciple, and was just thinking that he had obtained immortal karma and was about to cultivate to the Immortal Dao. Who knew that this Wu Liangzi, Wu Liang's master, would hand over Lou Guanren's ancient cultivation manual and legacy treasures to Li Xuan. Then, he passed through the heavenly tribulation and flew to the Heaven Realm.

In the end, although the Devil Lord was unable to destroy the old monk's magic treasure, he was forced to use one of the Heavenly Demon sariras he had cultivated for many years to self-detonate. Coincidentally, a bolt of divine lightning descended from above the ninth heaven, and as the two of them merged together, they split Li An, who was watching with his mouth open, into a completely different realm.

"That's not right!" "I remember that after the Demon Lord self-destructed his Heavenly Devil Serrage, his primordial spirit clearly pounced towards me. Could it be that he wanted to steal my body?" Just as he was about to check if he had been possessed by the Demon Lord, a sharp pain suddenly attacked him, as if someone was holding his head in place with an iron band, and then nailing him with a hammer. The pain caused him to roll on the ground, but no matter how he opened his mouth, he could not make a single sound. The intense pain lasted for about ten minutes. Li Jingxu was already covered in cold sweat. If he had one more minute, he doubted that he would die from the pain and become the first person to die in such a pathetic manner.

He stood up and panted for breath. His complexion suddenly became very strange, because he suddenly had a lot of information in his mind. There were many scenes, countless talismans, and even more words written in blood, filled with a bloody and cruel meaning. It was similar to the cultivation manual he had obtained from his master, Green Rainbow, in his head. It was just that it was filled with a cruel aura of extinction, while the other was a natural state that was as light as the clouds.

However, the Demon Lord seemed to have encountered some sort of irresistible force that caused his soul to be shattered, leaving only the memory of his entire life behind. In his last memory, Li Qianxian only "heard" the word "Dao Lord", and after thinking for a long while, he still could not think of a reason. He was an elated sect, and was already satisfied enough to be able to escape death, but he did not know why or what to do about it.

Ever since he inherited Green Rainbow's mantras, he had divided the random mantras and mantras in his head into a few categories. Lou Guanshui was indeed worthy of being a great sect with thousands of years of history; although all his knowledge was not divided into three holes, four substitutes, and twelve classes, it was still a magnificent array of tens of thousands of volumes. The highest category was the foundation of the entire sect's legacy, the 'Supreme Purity Scripture'. According to Qinghong, this classic was passed down orally to Yin Xi.

This scripture formed an incomparably large "Dao" word in his mind. It was as if before that day began, everything was born, was suspended in the great Dao outside of everything else, and it emitted a desolate and distant aura. It was inseparable and unspeakable. Li Yifeng read carefully. The first sentence he read was, "Dao can be said, it is very true." A name could be called, but not a name. The beginning of the nameless world; the mother of all things. Therefore, it is not always desirable to observe; it is often desirable to observe. The two had the same name, but their names were the same as well. "Mystical and mysterious, the door to the wonders of the world."

The meaning behind these words was extremely exquisite. If one merely wanted to explain the meaning of a single sentence, one would have to write an annotation of hundreds of thousands of words. Looking further down, Li Jingxu discovered that many of the words in the? Supreme Purity Scripture? originated from? Old Man? were slightly different, but they seemed to be slightly more refined. However, even though it was just a few thousand words, it contained all of the mysteries of the Great Dao. The foundation for the universe's creation and rotation could be said to be the best of all. There were tens of millions of words in the annotations written by the Taoist grandmasters on this? Supreme Purity Scripture?, causing Li Yifeng to feel a wave of fear and trepidation. If he were to read it word by word, then perhaps before he could even start cultivating, he would have already passed on to his innate talent and reincarnation.

There were also many classics on the next level, such as the Daoist techniques and secret records passed down from previous generations of sect ancestors. However, they were clearly not on the same level as the Dao Ancestor. The lowest level were the mortal world's ancient texts, which were all about internal and external martial arts. In addition, there were also many medical techniques, such as Star Observation, Agriculture, Water Conservancy, and Blessing Spell, all of which could be said to be all-encompassing.

Within his sea of consciousness, the Dao character formed by the? Supreme Purity Scripture? still hung high above the nine heavens, emitting waves after waves of chaotic and majestic auras. Within his sea of consciousness, the Dao character formed by the? Supreme Purity Scripture? still hung high above the nine heavens, emitting waves after waves of chaotic and majestic auras. The rest of the Dao arts taught by the teachers were arranged according to level, in a neat and orderly order. After he had sorted out his memories, even though he was calm and collected, he couldn't help but point his finger at the sky and curse, "FUCK!"

He knew from his memories that this world was no longer the Chinese world he resided in. Instead, it was a world of oddities and oddities." The Buddhist scriptures say that there are three thousand boundless worlds, and each boundless world has a Buddha on their feet. There are also three thousand Buddhas, and there are also countless minor dimensions. Presumably, I came to one of them. It is just that I do not know if this is a Greater Thousand World or a Lesser Thousand World. Does Buddha say that this is a place to stop and save all life? " His mind raced.

Suddenly, a man walked in from outside the garden. This man was pale, around thirty years old, and was wearing a black suit, as if he was a butler from Europe. This man walked with a straight face, as if he had calculated every step he took. When he was about to form his Aurous Core stage, he immediately saw that this man had extremely high skills. Using the standards from his previous life, he had already reached the Xiantian realm and was basically compatible with the heaven and earth, absorbing the heaven and earth's origin energy to refine his body. In the human world, this man was already an extreme existence.