"On a small day, the emperor is young, and the enlightenment is in the clouds. He is no longer the emperor!"

"You..."

When thoughts come together, they can be controlled.

The ancient holy body in the universe that is as bad as Zhetian wrote the Small Sun Dao Sutra. From then on, all those who practice the Small Sun Dao Sutra are holy bodies, and those born from the holy body must also be holy bodies...

Chi Ni's whole body was red and plump, he grabbed Emperor Xumi's flagellum, roared with all his strength, and then fainted from strength.

Xiaori Tianziqing was the first emperor to die, but my contribution made the ancient artifacts also pay attention.

At that time, students were very disgusted with choosing ancient tools as their tutors. Although I was good at encouraging students in a PUA style and arousing people's blood, and the seats in the class were full, I had little money and weak ability, and I was strict and open. I always stole the students' experimental results, which is called

The best mentor!

"The corpse is the anchor point, and the genes are also the anchor point. Why can you sense your predecessors under the earth..."

[Tai Chi generates two rituals, two rituals generate seven images, the universe changes, and the laws of the small path are integrated into one body. The lonely yin is birth, the lonely yang is growth, the small road walks alone, and the laws are in pairs!]

The earth is like Schrödinger's cat. Once he sees it with his own eyes, Qi Si will always be able to see the state of the earth, and a strong thought arises in his heart.

I created the first glucose in the world and discovered and summarized the transformation methods of all sugars. I was honored as the Taoist Chunyang.

Since the launch of the earth, it has drifted for 80,000 years to reach the life star, and has been orbiting in space for tens of thousands of years. Before continuing its journey into the starry sky, it took hundreds of thousands of years for the planet to breed yellow, and yellow gave birth to red, and red created more than 170,000 ancient times.

Thousands of years.

From the most primitive seven unity to no unity at all!

That is my promise to the star of life, the carrot given in front of the stick.

Emperor Xumi was operating the Dharma door in the light of the path, wandering in wisdom, and operating the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram on the top of the mountain, knowing that he had just breathed out a few days and nights ago.

Emperor Xumi felt that he was wise and wise and smiled confidently.

The ancestors of the yellow, red, green, black, and low seven small cells are falling into a deep sleep. This is not because the ancient artifacts did it intentionally, but because at the end of the ancient times, the heaven and earth boiled, and all living things were wiped out. They have not disappeared since they passed down the path between heaven and earth.

Strong.

Qi Si is very peaceful.

Xumi takes one step back, and Chi Ni takes one step forward.

Emperor Chi Ni took two cautious steps forward.

All kinds of ups and downs of Daoguang are fixed, and the weak behavior reshapes the core of cloud wisdom for me.

If you succeed, you will live.

Emperor Xumi is even more like this.

The ancient artifacts have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years!

I quickly twisted my body and jumped up and took seven steps in and out. I hugged my chest easily and stared at Emperor Xumi: "He, what does he want to do?"

If you want to wake up, you have to wait for the birth and prosperity of a new cell population.

The ancient artifact is lying in the coffin, feeling the powdery fragments of the corpse in the coffin, one ten thousandth of which has fallen out, and scattered among the stars in the universe, but there is still no vague perception.

Two cells that were so healthy that only a dozen microns were left, started a tug-of-war at the edge of a low altitude of 14,000 meters.

Emperor Xumi is immersed in it, his body is standing on his own, swaying his flagella on the mountain top, and the grand Tai Chi yin and yang diagrams are dancing between his swinging hands, just like a master practicing Tai Chi in the mountains and rivers, tracing nature.

Xiaori Tianziqing is no longer just the Taoist ancestor of the Xiaori ancient tribe, but an ancestor that has never been seen in all the worlds. He transcends the concepts of self-support and heterotrophy and reaches the realm of everything.

For a time, Emperor Chi Ni was taken by him.

The Li Jing says that the Small Sun Dao Jing not only solves the problem of mutants, but also recasts the physical incarnation of Xiao Shen Tong!

A spiritual mother, she is convinced!

Emperor Xumi has a leisurely look, his hair is combed back, and his gourd-shaped figure looks like a Maitreya Buddha. He looks up at the sky with his hands and sighs.

The ancient artifact glanced at the human world and smiled.

I am already as low as Huang!

Once the lonely and weak gene chain is provoked, it will mutate.

All living beings are destroyed and the Tao is death, and the Tao is death and the sky is decayed!

Mysterious and mysterious!

The complete divine boat, carrying the cellular corpses of the ancient tribes, crashed in from the void carrying the two emperors.

Chi Ni, who was lying down, suddenly became less panicked.

I hesitated for a long time before I could utter a few words.

Emperor Xumi stood upright behind me, with the white and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram suspended above his head. I collapsed and said, "What did he realize? What did Xiaori Tian Ziqing realize?"

The weak ones all died, and Chi Ni naturally became the number one in the world.

In the smart cloud, seven small cores are running at high speed and high power.

Any achievement in the scriptures can be remembered forever, and it will be etched in the genes forever!

The Emperor Chi Ni, who was suffocated by oxygen and was about to starve to death, was lying under the broken deck of the divine ship. He said out of breath: "Xumi, Xumi, have you realized it?"

It is as big as a mustard seed ship, and contains the universe and heaven and earth.

Then I waited for the true truth to manifest, and sure enough, before this moment, another light of wisdom appeared.

Carbon-based life is the best choice for the earth, but it must be the best choice for the universe. The universe is too small and full of variables. Perhaps life that breeds life should be limited to the existence of the earth.

After a while, Emperor Chi Ni suddenly woke up.

Perhaps, the ancestors under the earth have not yet ceased to exist, or perhaps the earth’s civilization has perished.

A torrent of wisdom is liberated from the newly born single-stranded gene, bursting out a blue light that breaks the world.

Yellow, red, green, low, and Xuan have ascended to the clouds, is there Li Jingtian under the clouds?

It is possible to climb low, but it is difficult to reach it.

Perhaps, we cannot send a cell back to Earth to see.

Emperor Xumi listened to the afterlude of the Sound of the Trail with a melancholy expression, as if he always had to sing the next part after listening to English.

However, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram flew out on its own, with the seven people's fish eyes turning crazily, manifesting the seven colors of Yin and Yang, and the spindle filaments piercing into the cells.

As a direct descendant of the Lava Ancient Clan, I cannot become possessed instantly and achieve heterotrophic killing!

Xiaori Tianziqing single-handedly pushed back the development of cells by hundreds of millions of years and reached perfection, laying the foundation for the development of fewer cells and fewer modes.

"Xumi, Emperor, you persuade him to be quiet and talk about fighting power. You are your opponent. One thought will turn you into a monster, and another thought will turn you into a devil!"

However, now there are only two living cells left in the ancient races, and there are no hidden mutants. They cannot withstand cosmic radiation and high-temperature environments for a long time.
Chapter completed!