Chapter 1769

The arch looks ethereal, but when you look at it carefully, it is very solid, which makes people feel very strange.

"Tao can also be a Tao, but not a constant Tao; name can also be a name, but not a constant name. Namelessness is the beginning of all things; fame is the mother of all things. Therefore, it is often constant without desire, so as to see its wonderful; constant desire, so as to see its motivation. Both come out of the same name, and are called the same name. Mystery is also mysterious, and the door of all wonderful things."

At the moment of the appearance of the arched gate, an ethereal, dreamlike voice came from the door, like an old gentleman who had a good look at poetry and books, holding yellow books, and reciting slowly at the other end of the gate.

The first mountain god silently looked at the arch door, his eyes showed unspeakable depth, and then his eyes fell on the Zhuo Wen below.

I saw that Zhuo Wen had stood up at the moment, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Tao, can be Tao, not constant Tao; name, can be name, not constant name!"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, but the confused color in his eyes became more and more rich. He slowly raised his head and saw the arch hanging above.

At the moment of seeing the arch, there was nothing else in his sight, only the virtual shadow of the ethereal arch.

At the moment, the sound of the arch gate, like the old gentleman's recitation, is still emitting continuously, as if at the other end of the gate, it may really be the residence of a knowledgeable old gentleman.

At the moment of seeing the arch, Zhuo Wen's eyes were rapidly alternating between Qingming and confusion, and his eyes showed the color of struggle.

The first mountain god looked at Zhuo Wen silently, as if waiting for Zhuo Wen to make the next choice.

"Maybe, after entering the other side of the door, I can completely understand the lingering artistic conception and power in my mind. This should be the Tao meaning of the first mountain god and Xiao Hei?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the arch, and the color of struggle had disappeared, replaced by a touch of desire and expectation.

"Tao Yi..."

Murmuring in a low voice, Zhuo Wen stepped on the void and stepped up step by step towards the arched door.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen raised his right foot and walked towards the arch gate on the void, the first mountain god showed a disappointed look in his eyes and said, "I thought this son was different, but I didn't expect that he still couldn't resist the temptation of the wonderful gate?"

"Do you want to stop it?"

At this point, the first mountain god's eyes twinkled. He stared at Zhuo Wen who continued to walk towards the arch. He was considering whether to stop Zhuo Wen.

He has only heard about the wonderful gate. It is said that the gate is mysterious. The other end of the gate doesn't know where it leads, but he knows that all the peerless demons who enter the gate have never come out.

The first mountain god came from an extraordinary origin. He was a man in ancient times. At that time, there were no demons who understood the meaning of the Tao. He had seen many wonderful doors several times. All the demons who understood the meaning of the Tao chose to enter these wonderful doors.

The final result is that these demons who entered the wonderful gate never appeared again.

Although the first mountain god has never entered the wonderful gate and can't make a judgment, he knows that no matter what kind of world is on the other side of the wonderful gate, once he enters it, he basically doesn't want to go out. As for whether he can understand the meaning of the Tao in it, it's even more ethereal.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen is very close to the wonderful gate. According to Zhuo Wen's current speed, it only takes ten seconds to completely enter the wonderful gate.

"Hey! You can't let this son just enter the gate of the wonderful. There are two rules in the six restricted areas. You still need to rely on this son to understand. You can only stop him."

The first mountain god sighed and immediately stepped on the void with his right foot. He wanted to stop Zhuo Wen who walked towards the wonderful door.

However, when the first mountain god just stepped out of his right foot, his whole body stiffened, and his eyes suddenly fixed on Zhuo Wen's figure.

Zhuo Wen, who was still some distance away from the wonderful gate, suddenly stopped and showed a struggling color on Zhuo Wen's face.

"There's a turn for the better, but I'm struggling..."

The first mountain god, with his eyes exposed, stopped and stared at Zhuo Wen, who was struggling.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen stared at the wonderful door close at hand. He thought of Mu chenxue and the ancient medicine that could cure mu chenxue in his mind.

"If I enter the other side of the door, what will Chen Xue do? Can I have a way to cure Chen Xue there?"

"No, I can't gamble. Even if the other side of the door has a way to cure Chen Xue, I can't gamble. I need foolproof affirmation!"

"Since the chaos temple has a way to cure Chen Xue, I will not leave here. Even if I give up the opportunity to understand the Tao, I will not leave here."

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a soft color. He seemed to be able to see mu chenxue slowly wake up in the ancient treatment, get up and put into his arms, and say to him, long time no see, miss you very much!

At this moment, Zhuo Wen had an unprecedented Qingming in his eyes. He faintly stared at the wonderful door emitting endless temptation and began to retreat slowly.

Whoosh!

However, at the moment when Zhuo Wen retreated, the wonderful gate suddenly shook, and immediately a dazzling white awn burst out, turning into a huge palm and sweeping towards Zhuo Wen like a lightning bolt, trying to pull Zhuo Wen completely into the wonderful gate.

At the moment when the big hand turned out, Zhuo Wen's pupils tightened into a needle. Although he was very confused about why such a big hand turned out in the wonderful door, he knew that the big hand was not good, and he should have planned to drag him into the world behind the door.

Therefore, Zhuo Wen didn't even think about it, that is, he stepped on the void with his right foot, retreated violently, and unfolded the thunder wing at the same time, and his speed soared to the extreme.

However, although Zhuo Wen's speed was fast, his arm was faster and faster. In an instant, it swept in front of Zhuo Wen. The strong wind roared and blew Zhuo Wen's shoulder length short hair and clothes to hunt.

Looking at the approaching giant hand, Zhuo Wen's heart pounded and his face was pale and bloodless. He could feel the terrible breath transmitted from the giant hand. The breath was so terrible and vast that he had a feeling of facing the supreme mountains.

At the moment, in front of this hand, Zhuo Wen really felt his smallness, as if this huge hand could crush him and crush his life at any time.

When the giant hand swept to Zhuo Wen's body, the first mountain god had arrived. The first mountain god pinched his right hand and suddenly punched out. In the process of punching, countless boxing styles roared, forming extremely huge black dragons.

Under this fist, hundreds of black dragon boxing styles were formed. Immediately, the first mountain god whispered, "hundred dragons collapse fist!"

Bang bang!

This fist exploded on the giant hand, that is, the black dragon transformed by the fist style began to explode one by one. The terrorist explosion power formed by the explosion of the black dragon spread, and the surrounding space was completely broken.

The power of each black dragon explosion is comparable to that of he Wushang, the old ancestor of the Wangren family. The power of such a terrible number of black dragons is too terrible to kill any immortal.

However, such a terrible blow only made the giant hand stagnate a little, which was a complete collapse, but the light on the surface of the giant hand also became much dimmer.

"Zhuo Wen, you go back first!"

The first mountain god's face was very dignified, and his whole body burst out unimaginable blood. What his body surface emitted was no longer the same golden awn as Dacheng holy body, but a dark golden color.

The first mountain god at the moment is like the God of heaven coming down to earth. The vast and incomparable breath erupted from himself is even more terrible, so that Zhuo Wen can only look up and fear.

"Fist into reincarnation!"

The first mountain god took a deep breath, pinched his right hand slowly, and immediately blew out a fist again. This fist blew out, but thousands of fist shadows appeared on the void.

I saw that these fist shadows formed a cycle in the void, like the reincarnation of life and death, formed a circuit, turned into a huge reincarnation plate, and stood in front of the giant hand.

Bang bang!

The giant hand came and blew on the plate of samsara, and there was an endless explosion. Then the space constituting the third heaven and earth began to appear dense cracks.

This crack is not only a part, but permeates the huge territory of the third world. No matter where you are in the third world, you can see that there are many space cracks around.

"Is the third heaven and earth going to be broken? It's terrible."

Zhuo wenmu was so shocked that he couldn't help retreating and finally fell on the Bank of the 19th mountain where he had closed his eyes and meditated.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen fell into the bank, his huge hand, which was as powerful as a rainbow, suddenly converged, and even slowly contracted into the door of Zhongmiao.

Moreover, the wonderful doors collapsed and turned into countless vermicelli. These vermicelli roared down like a breeze, and finally penetrated into the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

At the moment, the first mountain god also breathed a sigh, waved his sleeve robe and put away the reincarnation plate. He didn't expect that this giant hand would be taken back in this way.

"It seems that the operation of the wonderful gate has something to do with the son's position. If the son hadn't taken steps at that time, it might not have caused the reverse bite of the wonderful gate. Now that the son is back, the wonderful gate has also been restored to its original state." the first mountain god looked at Zhuo Wen not far away and showed a sudden look.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen was even more dazed. He didn't expect that the originally powerful hand suddenly stopped attacking, and the mysterious and mysterious door turned into powder and swept into the center of his eyebrows.

Moreover, he found that after absorbing the powder of the fresh wind, he often had the sound of chanting from the wonderful door of the crowd in his mind.