Chapter 912: Thousand years later

The gate of good fortune stands between the heaven and the earth, and it is unknown how many years it has existed. At this time, the foundation of the heaven is now here.
"One dream for a thousand years." Yang Tian pursed his lips, as if he were dreaming indeed.
"What will it look like in a thousand years?" Qing Xiaoyue was stunned, she was only twenty-two or three, but in a thousand years, it was really a bit...
"For a thousand years, it is estimated that all Taoists can become great monks with supernatural powers." Zhang Ying smiled.
"Maybe in the blink of an eye, these little guys are the top powerhouses in the world." Fairy Baihua wandered around the children, and her heart recognized the original decision even more. Otherwise, how could this kind of opportunity be turned around.
"A thousand years later, I will be as good as the master?" Xiao Jiao said with a fist raised up, grinning.
"Eldest niece, if you are stronger, Brother Yang Tian will also become stronger." Yue'er pinched Xiaohorn's nose and exclaimed.
"Let's go." Yang Tian walked into the portal at this time. Inside the gate of good fortune, there was a lot of weather, and there was a breath of good fortune everywhere, and he saw a lake of good fortune even closer.
"The Deity of Good Fortune!" Yang Tian took a breath. This Deity of Good Fortune was ten times larger than the original one, which was extremely terrifying.
His gaze scanned inside, it was like a dojo, with rows of bookshelves standing side by side, and he suddenly discovered that this was the Taoist Three Thousand Secret Technique.
This is very broad, not only the of good fortune, but also the soul of the soul can help people achieve the fruit of the soul of the soul.
There are mountains and waters inside, and the avenue is full of weather, just like a dojo that has existed in the ancient times, and it is terrible and trembling.
"Damn, it's developed." Yang Tian stared at the medicine king who looked like weeds, and inside were all kinds of rare drugs.
"Who are you?" a child jumped out, very puzzled.
"Magic medicine!" Yang Tian's heart trembled. He looked at it, and the nine children were playing around. It turned out to be the king of medicine, like a radish, that rattled.
A big rabbit ran over and gnawed a medicine king who looked like a radish. The milky voice said, "Why did you come in? The first time I saw someone come in."
"Please eat something." The big rabbit handed the medicine king who had gnawed halfway over, causing Yang Tian to feel pain.
"Rabbit, is the radish delicious?" Yang Tian's face was weird, this is too deceptive, the medicine king inside is like weeds.
"Squirt, what I eat is fruit, not radish." The big rabbit said with a milky voice, and his footsteps suddenly jumped, and the whole world was roaring, terribly amazing.
"Big brother, please eat something, my name is Xiao Si." A girl who was carved from jade ran over, holding a piece of jade with chalcedony flowing in it, and replied shyly.
"Eat this, this is delicious." A boy ran over, rushing to deliver something.
Yang Tian was completely numb, what is this, he ran up to send the King of Medicine, and some even took magical materials, which made him feel good.
Soon, a group of children ran over, and there was no doubt that they all merged together. The nine children were very peculiar. Finally, Yang Tian faintly noticed something, as if they were the innate creatures cultivated in this small world!
Innate creatures are conceived by innate treasures. These people are naturally suitable for spiritual practice, and they will become gods in the future.
None of them had any contact with cultivation, and the exercises in it were not good-looking, but Yang Tian tested some, and as far as that big rabbit was concerned, Bai Hua Fairy was not as strong as him.
The nine creatures made Yang Tian slap their tongues for a while. Anyway, there was a thousand years in it, and he began to teach these people day and night to practice cultivation, and he was so busy.
After three years, they were basically formal. Yang Tian spent ten years in retreat in the Shentan of Good Fortune, perfecting many methods, and stepping into the pinnacle of the round sea.
Traveling time, thirty years have passed, Jiang Nan's 109 disciples have grown up, and the practice of one is more terrifying than the other, and the three thousand secret techniques of Taoism are not ordinary things.
Among his disciples, the practice of Dragon Girl and Xiaoyu is the strongest. As for the nine creatures, there are not many, and the practice is comparable to him.
"Master, this one hundred and eight weeks of heaven is very terrifying, and our brothers can evolve into a great formation of attack and killing." Shi Ziqing has entered the realm of cave heaven, with the tolerance of a king.
"Well, this week, the big formation of the sky corresponds to the stars and can evolve into the supreme magic." Yang Tian nodded. This is the big formation of the Dao Sect, which is very rare.
"Big brother, look, I made twelve golden figures." At this time, Xiao Si ran over, holding twelve golden figures in her hands, all made of gods.
"Okay." Yang Tian nodded and laughed. This is the Twelve Metropolis Great Killing Array. The twelve golden men are all made of divine materials, even if the gods can kill them.
A hundred years later, Yang Tian enlightened the Taoist three thousand secret arts, and there were three thousand gods and demons reciting the scriptures all over his body, as if a universe was being opened up, terrifying.
He has been comprehending the secret technique for a thousand years is too long.
Yang Tian has become a god. In a hundred years, many disciples' cultivation has reached the threshold of becoming a god, but it will take some time for them to step out.
With a bang, four killing swords burst out. Shi Ziqing, Xiaoyu, Dragon Girl, and Xiaoyue carried four killing arrays. The four swords of Zhuxian were all made of divine materials, which was extremely terrifying.
Xiaoyu is graceful and beautiful, and has already begun the stage of transforming a dragon, but she still wants the child to look at Yang Tian's side, and laugh heartlessly, to be precise, stay in the child's mind.
Of course, many of the disciples worth mentioning were married and had children, and Yang Tian was about to become the ancestor, and the disciples were better than each, which made him very pleased.
Five hundred years later, the wind and thunder between the heavens and the earth made great works. Fairy Baihua went out of the customs and re-practised. He became a immediately after leaving the customs, which was terrifying.
Over the years, Yang Tian has perfected many secret techniques and began to create his own avenue. Their line is destined to rise.
Many of his disciples have become gods, and there is a pool of good fortune in it, and it is difficult to think of not becoming gods.
"What is Master Patriarch doing? Why have you been in retreat for 300 years?"
"I retreat five hundred years ago, and the ancestor said that he wanted to calculate a great magical power and integrate three thousand secret arts into one furnace."
"Oh, it will take two hundred years to get out, two hundred years."
"We work hard to practice, and the patriarch said that our enemies are so many that we will have to fight the world at that time."
In the dim void, the sacred flower of enlightenment was rooted in it, filled with the sound of heaven, Yang Tian had been in Guan for three hundred years, and the whole body had a breath of reincarnation erupting, as if it had opened up reincarnation.
"Hurry up to practice, what are you muttering here?" Xiaoyu walked out carrying the apricot and yellow flag, his apricot eyes widened and shouted.
Seeing Xiaoyu, a group of people hold their heads and dare not stay here.
"I don't know if Master can succeed." Xiaoyu stared at the shadow in the sky and sighed. She and Yun'er have the same physique, and they know what happened all these years.
Yang Tian is creating a great supernatural power, exploding the six ways to bring out Yun'er's soul body!