A quick journey through the stars

Sure enough, it didn't take long to find him. That person was Bai Zhi. However, what puzzled him was that even if he had only half of his divine power left to go through the tribulation, Bai Zhi would not be able to calculate.

After calculating several times without getting any results, he finally contacted Tiandao, and found that Tiandao had become very weak. After Tiandao told him everything, he fell into a deep sleep.

Donghua also knew that it was Bai Zhi and Miao Luo who plotted against him. As for why he couldn't figure it out, it was because the Father God intervened.

Looking at Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan, who were from the same period as him, running around for the Bai family with their half-crippled and almost possessed bodies, and his own puppet being bewitched by the fox spirit of the Bai family, he was silent for a moment.

Then he sighed and looked off into the distance: "I believe you will be willing to contribute to awakening the Heavenly Dao for this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he was near the fox cave in Qingqiu. After setting up a sacrificial array, he returned to Taichen Palace and took advantage of the absence of the fox from the Bai family to destroy the puppet he had made, and also got rid of the traitor Siming.

Then he sent a message to the Bai family fox saying that he had a gift for Bai Zhi. After Bai Zhi returned to the fox cave, he went to Qingqiu and called Zheyan and Mo Yuan.

After the foxes of the Bai family gathered, and Zheyan and Mo Yuan also arrived, the sacrificial formation was activated. After he, Mo Yuan, Zheyan, and the foxes of the Bai family sacrificed themselves together to awaken the Heavenly Dao, his consciousness disappeared.

Donghua came out of his contemplation and looked at the four people around him who had the same origin as him. He thought to himself, "It's great. I have family in this life."

Donghua then began to cultivate and take care of his younger brothers and sisters. Not long after, Donghua saw a ball moving. Ouyang Shaogong thought to himself, "Why didn't he die in the battle with Tu Su? Where is this?"

Then his consciousness swept over the four dumplings with the same origin as himself and thought to himself, "I didn't expect that someone like me could still use relatives in my next life. It's great."

Ouyang Shaogong, who was lost in thought, felt himself being pushed by someone. He came out of his thoughts and rubbed his dumpling affectionately.

At this time, Donghua and Shaogong saw the two balls move. Bolin thought to himself, "Didn't I die by destroying my own cultivation? This is rebirth."

Zhan Huang was a little confused. "I'm dead, right? Where is this?"

While Bolin and Zhanhuang were still lost in their thoughts, they felt someone pushing them. They came out of their thoughts and saw that it was Tuanzi, who was from the same origin as them. Bolin was delighted and thought to himself, "Is it because God saw that I was alone and helpless in my previous life, so I have a relative of the same origin in this life?"

Zhanhuang showed joy when he saw Tuanzi, who had the same origin as him, but then he thought of his elder brother in his previous life, and the joy in his heart faded a little. Then, as if to comfort himself, he thought, what if his brother in this life was different?

Time is like quicksand, fleeting, ten thousand years later.

Bi Hai Cang Ling

Donghua, dressed in purple and with white hair, was sitting by the Spirit Lake fishing, while Bolin, dressed in white and with a cool temperament, and Ouyang Shaogong, oh no, it should be called Changqin, dressed in yellow and with a gentle temperament, were playing chess on the side.

A flamboyant man in red sat beside Donghua, watching the two play chess. A lively and lovely woman in blue was Lingxi, the reincarnation of Xingchen, squatting next to Donghua.

Lingxi: "Brother, are we still eating fish today? If so, can we try a different flavor instead of pickled fish?"

Zhan Huang echoed: "That's right, big brother, we've been eating pickled fish for a few days in a row, and although it tastes good..."

Donghua said in a cold tone: "Okay, then let's have braised fish."

Lingxi and Zhanhuang shuddered when they heard about the braised fish. Lingxi shirked the blame: "Haha, I think the pickled fish is delicious. It's just that Fourth Brother said yesterday that he was tired of eating it, so he asked me to give you a suggestion."

Then, before Zhan Huang could speak, he shouted, "Fourth brother, how could you say that? Big brother cooks for us, and you don't understand how hard he works, yet you say that? That's too much."

Zhan Huang jumped up and down: "No, when did I say that? Big brother, I never said that."

Changqin and Bolin, who were playing chess, smiled unkindly. Zhanhuang saw his second and third brothers smiling unkindly, and rolled his eyes with a bit of grievance: "Second brother, third brother, it was you who said that you were almost numb from eating the pickled fish made by eldest brother every day, so I went to talk to Xiaoxi."

Changqin and Bolin saw that the fire had even burned themselves. Bolin, in the spirit of the Four Daoist Friends, said, "Second brother, this is also my fault. I shouldn't have told Xiaohuang after he said he didn't want to eat the pickled fish made by eldest brother."

Changqin said calmly: "Yesterday, Xiaobai, you said you didn't want to eat the pickled fish made by your elder brother, so I went to find Xiaohuang, but Xiaohuang found Xiaoxi in turn."