Under the strong wind, the fog dissipated. Li Buzhuo looked up and saw the dimple sinking. The Hayao Palace transformed into the heavenly pillar, rose to the ground, rose to the sky, and was swallowed by the mysterious silkworm in one mouthful.

Swallowing the six pillars, the mysterious silkworm roared, as if it had burped, and its huge body swam, like a washed-out ink painting, gradually disappearing.

"What's going on? It left a pillar that was not eaten? Could this mysterious silkworm still have compassion?"

Li Buzhuo had a thought in his mind and shook his head. In the eyes of the mysterious silkworm, people were like ants. They just wanted to fill their stomachs, so how could they have the heart of good and evil? In other words, they just wanted to keep a seedling so that this small world could grow again, and after they grow up, they would have a full meal. This is almost the same.

As soon as the mysterious silkworm left, not only the fog dissipated and the wind stopped, but the raging thunder and earth fire also showed signs of elimination. However, Li Buzhuo was already full of devastation. It turned out that there was only a big pit left where the dragon pond pillar was carrying. I don’t know the underground river at the bottom of the pit, mud was gurgling.

The grass and trees around the dragon pond pillar have withered, and I believe other places are not much better.

Li Buzhuo just glanced and manifested his Dharma image, trying to sense the great river before.

The Xuan Silkworm has left, and now he has used the Dharma image without any scruples. When the Xuan Silkworm appears, Li Buzhuo will know that although it cannot swallow the sky and the earth, it can eat all the tangible and intangible things, including the magic powers of others.

With this Dharma image, if Li Buzhuo returns to Fuli, he is the most unrivalled person among the younger generation. He does not have to participate in the state examination, and his reputation can surpass the top scholar. After all, only the top scholar in the state examination has been practicing hard for many years to become a Dharma image realm, but there is no Qi-refiner who needs to rely on the imperial examination to compete for fame and fortune.

But now, how to go back has become a big problem.

The long river of the great road that Li Buzhuo saw with the eyes of the mysterious silkworm before, he tried every means to search for the induction, but there was no trace.

He had no choice but to regulate his breathing on the spot and stabilize his Dharma image.

Once you wait, seven days will pass.

The wind and clouds in the Cangwu realm change, sometimes vibrating and sometimes calm. As the moon sets and sun rises, the sky, thunder and earth disappear. The surviving people escape from the ruins and reclaim the land again.

During these seven days, strange phenomena occurred frequently between heaven and earth. The most obvious thing was that new buds of plants and trees emerged one after another. After seven days, some trees even grew to more than one person's height.

The people in Cangwu didn't know what was inside. Some people thought that Zhizong was not dead and worshipped his incense. That day, when they saw Zhao Changqing feeding insects outside the Artemisia Palace, they only thought that Zhizong had left a backup plan before his death, and felt more and more guilty.

Only Li Buzhuo guessed that this was probably Dongjun refining the Divine Pearl and taking over the Cangwu Realm.

Until the seven days passed, the moment when the sun rose again, a gust of east wind blew up in the entire Cangwu realm, and the plants and trees erected at a speed visible to the naked eye. The people of Cangwu knelt on the ground and bowed, shouting miracles. At this time, a gentle voice resounded throughout the corners of Cangwu.

"I am the lord of Cangwu, the Lord of Mu Emperor Dong. When all living beings worship my incense after hearing this, they will be the gods under my seat."

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On the high mountain seven miles east of the ruins of the Longchi Pillar, Jiangdongjun, who Li Buzhuo saw again, became like the original Jumang true spirit, and wings grew behind him.

"It is so gratifying that Dongjun has built a divine kingdom and has become a divine master, and I am so envious."

"I have been tempering my Taoist practice for countless disasters. My true spirit has almost disappeared, and now I have regained my cultivation. However, you have condensed the Dharma image after just a few years of practice. I want to congratulate you."

Li Buzhuo and Jiangdongjun stood on the mountain, watching the ant-like people reclaiming land beside the ruins of Longchi and rebuilding houses. In the center of those simple residences, two tall statues of gods have taken shape. One statue is naturally the Zhizong sacrificed for Cangwu, and the other statue is Jiangdongjun.

When he was revealed that day, Jiangdong Jun divided his divine thoughts and let his divine appearance appear in the minds of the sentient beings in Cangwu, so that they could offer incense.

"I formed a Dharma image and was forced by life and death. Now, although my cultivation has improved greatly, I am homeless."

Li Buzhuo sighed.

"Why do people who practice practice regard heaven and earth as their home? "Jiang Dongjun smiled, raised his finger, and made a circle from left to right, "Look at my divine realm, now everything is in trouble. If you stay with me to build the kingdom of God, I can promise that the divine people will build a holy image for you and offer incense. In the future, the divine realm will evolve into the way of heaven. In this realm, you are also a Taoist ancestor."

Jiang Dongjun's words made Li Buzhuo very moved. He looked into the distance and pondered for a long time, but finally shook his head and said, "You and I have become friends because of fate. However, if I become your subordinate, there will be a gap between you and me. Furthermore, this is your kingdom of gods, but not mine."

Jiang Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly, was stunned for a while, but clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, I have always known that you are unwilling to be restrained, but now I know again. It turns out that you still have such ambitions, but I underestimate you."

Li Buzhuo said: "The ambition is not enough, but Fu Li still has many concerns about me after all. If I don't go back, I will inevitably feel uneasy. Please help me return to Fu Li. One day, I will let go of my concerns and come to visit this world again."

Jiang Dongjun sighed regretfully, "You insist on going back, but when the Xuan Silkworm appeared, Zhao Changqing joined forces with the Fuli Saint Li Sushi to cut off the connection between the two realms. Now the two realms are in Guixu, each living in a corner. Guixu is dark and boundless. Not to mention you, even if you enter Guixu, you have to consider it carefully and be careful, otherwise you will be lost. How can you, a qi refiner in the Dharma Realm?

"There is really no way?" Li Buzhuo said seriously.

Jiang Dongjun hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes! I don't want to lie to you. There is indeed a way to go. Before Zhao Changqing's death, Master Li Su thought he was going to abandon Cangwu, so he left a road guide. But with Zhao Changqing's cultivation, it is not difficult to cross Guixu and return to Fuli with that road guide, but for you, as long as you enter Guixu, you will be in danger of death and eliminating! Even so, do you still have to go back?"

Li Buzhuo frowned and remained silent.

He was in desperate situations several times in the past, but he could see life and death and get out of danger. But this time, he stood in the position of choice. But always, if he had no choice, he would have been a person who cherished his life.

"It's only seven days since now, Cangwu and Fuli have not been separated too far. If the two realms float in Guixu for a while, even if you have a way to guide you, you can't catch the chance of life. You have to think about it quickly."
Chapter completed!