"I came from the west and went east."

"Watch the stream of hair during the day and play a bed with ghosts at night."

"The mayfly holds my will, and the cool breeze extinguishes the candle wax."

"Drunk and drink water from the world, awaken the immortal Chacha."

...

Outside the Four Symbols Secret Realm.

The sky of Tao falls on the Crescent Peak and stands in the wind.

A desire, a very impulsive desire, could not help but rise in his heart.

Everyone saw the glory of the Eight Lords An, and saw the "yang" side of His enlightenment.

However, few people can see the Eighth Patriarch’s dilemma, his “yin”, the “yin” that cannot be taken!

"Wuwei..."

Looking at this path, the eight masters came from what they have practiced.

In fact, it is not difficult to see what path this guy is practicing, the so-called unchanging, all changes, the past, present, and future are not very important.

"Or failure, the smoke disappears."

"Or achievement, transcend and ascend to the sky."

In the eyes of Daoqiong, the Eight Masters knew that there were only two endings of "either this or that".

But the statements are different. There are two endings, and actually one name is "exit".

Variations, indeed, were born!

The Holy Spirit Continent cannot withstand this guy who is so fierce that he is nowhere to be left. He is like a fish in water above the heavenly realm.

Here, there will be constraints everywhere.

"One sword, one domain?"

Daoqiongcang roughly estimated that the strength of the Zero Ancestor God was likely to be two or three swords, and the Holy Spirit Continent would be gone.

Hua Zu?

He never took Hua Changdeng seriously.

However, the eight masters knew one sword, and after two swords, the "I" he clearly understood, His Word...

"A such a perfect Tao, even I want to take over, demons, medicines, and evil spirits, will I not be moved?"

"Ba Zun An, wouldn't you beware of it?"

"Then I..."

Daoqiongcang endured it, but he still held back his impulse.

Once greed was eliminated, he was happy to continue to stand aside, hoping who would be the first to extend his greedy hand to the Eight Zhan An.

When he glanced at the secret realm of the Four Elephants, he smiled, shook his head and could chant. He had collected so many of the eight masters.

"The wild cranes are wandering in the air, and I forget to be ashamed of being a saint and being called emperor~"

"Let me borrow the three-foot swords of you, and watch me kill all the worries in the world~"

After a while, Daoqiongcang took the two jade walnuts in his hand, pinched his chin, and looked joking:
Chapter completed!