C879 (1/2)

Lu Chong, with a sense of awe, stepped directly on the altar of nine colors.

When he appeared at the nine color altar, there was a sudden attraction in the center of the altar.

The attraction was so strong that he had no resistance at all.

Even if his physical strength is now restored to the golden age, it is totally useless.

Lu Chongyue is resistant, and the greater the attraction is.

A moment later, he found himself sucked into the middle of the nine color altar.

Looking around, Lu Chong found that the nine color altar was actually a round altar about ten meters in diameter.

And now at his feet, there is a futon.

”Enlightenment group!” Lu Chong exclaimed.

He was too familiar with it.

Between heaven and earth, there is a kind of strange tree, called the tree of enlightenment.

Once people sit under the tree, they can begin to understand something belonging to the Tao.

Because on the top of the tree of enlightenment, there are various kinds of Tao. If you have the chance, you can understand a certain way.

Of course, this is not the whole of the enlightenment tree.

If the tea of the tree is used to make tea, it can give people instant enlightenment.

What this refers to is not the real sense of ascension, but will give you a very deep understanding of the Tao.

And this kind of road group is a kind of three thousand roads made of 3000 silk from the tree.

There are three thousand kinds of Tao in this group.

Lu Chong looked at the group and was shocked.

In the last life, he wanted to get even a few leaves of the enlightenment tree, but he didn't expect that now he met a group of savants directly.

Now he really wanted to take the group away.

Thinking of this, he secretly looked around like a thief.

It looks a little bit obscene.

Then he reached directly to the group.

However, this hug, he found that he did not move.

”I don't believe it!” Lu Chong bit his teeth and exerted all his strength. His face was flushed, but there was no use in it.

”It seems that the legend is true.” Lu Chong was no longer ready to do useless work.

In his previous life, he heard that there were three thousand roads on the road group, each of which had an infinite weight. If you want to hold all the three thousand roads up, you can only understand them.

”Mad, if it's not a fairy, you can't lift this thing.” Lu Chong smaba's mouth, a face of bad luck.

He sat directly on the enlightenment group.

He is a little tired now, just want to find a place to sit.

It's a good choice to sit here.

However, just after he sat on it, he suddenly found that his body could not move at all.

”Paralyzed, no such joke.” Lu Chong is about to cry.

But at the next moment, he suddenly found that his memory of practice had faded away like a tide.

This kind of feeling, let him very uncomfortable.