"Woooo..."
The crying still continued, the sorrow was so great that it reverberated throughout the world.
"Look at the sky over there!" Suddenly, the wicked Taoist priest raised a hand and pointed to the sky in the distance.
Hearing this, Ye Nan raised her eyes, but her expression suddenly changed.
I saw that on the sky in the endless distance, chain after chain of avenues were neatly arranged together. Under the influence of the crying, they undulated like waves.
Each avenue chain is like being made of gold, glowing with a thick metallic luster. They fit tightly with each other without any gaps. From a distance, it looks like a golden sea, vast and brilliant.
How could Ye Nan fail to recognize that this golden ocean and the chain of metal plates are exactly the ten thousand paths that have tried to wipe her out countless times since she started practicing!
On weekdays, Wan Dao does not appear in the world, but is hidden in mountains, rivers, all things, the sun, moon and stars. Although no one can see it, its existence can be felt everywhere.
Only when the strength reaches a certain level, can one gradually perceive and capture the existence of "Tao", and then comprehend it to perfect one's own "Tao" and improve one's cultivation level.
The four-pole realm is just the threshold for this step. After entering the four-pole realm, if you want to further improve your realm and cultivation, you cannot use any external objects and can only rely on "enlightenment", which also reflects this truth.
The so-called thunder tribulations, celestial tribulations, etc. are nothing but manifestations of the will of all things. This is why in the history of spiritual practice throughout the ages, except for some heaven-defying monsters, most of the amazingly talented and beautiful people only started after the four extremes. Gradually accept the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
However, even if they transcend the Four Extremes Realm, or even transcend the Dragon Transformation Realm and enter the Immortal Platform Realm, no monk has ever dared to say that he can compete with ten thousand ways. There are too many to mention throughout the ages.
Maybe the ancient emperors and great emperors could do it, but such existences are like giant mountains that can never be looked up to. Records about them are as rare as a rarity in the entire ancient history.
At this moment, this old figure in the distance can make Wan Dao manifest and even influence Wan Dao by just relying on his cry. This is completely beyond the understanding of the strength of the three people present.
"Woo."
The figure was not only crying, but also seemed to be saying something. However, no matter how hard Ye Nan, the wicked Taoist priest, and the ancient sage from the east tried to catch it, they could not hear the specific content.
But at this moment, the figure stopped playing with the powder. He just stood there alone, showing a sense of eternal loneliness, and his whole person seemed to be petrified.
After a while, a faint sigh came from the distance, which also affected the avenue and directly echoed in the hearts of the three of them.
Ye Nan, the wicked Taoist priest, and the ancient sage from the east only saw that figure and seemed to look around again, then jumped into the grave he had dug for themselves and buried themselves.
"Fellow Taoist, this person seems to be a Taoist priest, and he is a little fat." Suddenly, the ancient sage from the east suddenly spoke.
Ye Nan's heart moved when she heard this. Although her spiritual sense was far inferior to that of an ancient saint who had lived for two lives, she could still vaguely recognize that this figure did look a bit fuller.
"Senior, let's say it directly. You don't mean to express it. That person is the Taoist myself, right?" The wicked Taoist priest obviously noticed this, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked more attentively. The direction of that figure.
At this moment, the crying stopped, and the world returned to the state where you could hear a needle drop. The breathing of the three people came and went, and everything was deathly silent.
"By the way, where are those heroic spirits? They guided us here. They just want us to open this place where no bird can see it." The wicked Taoist priest spoke without any hesitation, but suddenly realized something. The last three words were swallowed hard.
When Ye Nan and the Ancient Sage Donglai heard this, they looked back curiously, only to find that the tide of heroic spirits behind them were all motionless, showing a strange solemn aura.
For some reason, seeing this scene, Ye Nan suddenly thought of the magnificent scene in the past battle of Hades, where three feathered heavenly soldiers faced off against six Yin soldiers.
Isn't this the case with the endless army of heroic spirits in front of us?
He died on the battlefield, his obsession persisted, and he turned into a heroic spirit, only to be wrapped in horse leather and his soul returned to his hometown.
Thinking of this, Ye Nan couldn't help but glance at the Ancient Saint from the East, only to find that the white-haired old man also had a complicated look on his face as he looked at the legion of heroic spirits.
In a sense, the ancient saints from the east and the army of heroic spirits all have the wish to return to their homeland, but one of them is approaching his life expectancy and the other is already dead.
At this moment, a strange feeling appeared, and the three of them turned around at the same time and looked in the direction of the figure again.
At this moment, something seemed to affect the flow of time. This was an indescribable feeling. They seemed to be in this world, but they were like spectators, and everything around them was out of reach. , irrelevant.
The ancient sage from the east deduced a little, and his expression suddenly changed, telling Ye Nan and the wicked Taoist priest that at the moment when they were stunned, a hundred thousand years had passed in this world.
Since there was no more disturbance from the crying, the ten thousand rays in the distant sky gradually faded away, but they did not disappear, they just returned to their most original state.
At this time, several breaths of time have passed. According to the deduction of the ancient saint from the east, about 700,000 years have passed by this time.
Ye Nan noticed that even if time passed, in this world, all the tombs remained as they were at the beginning, without any change, not even a grain of sand had slipped, and the whole world seemed to follow that figure. Sleeping and still.
However, she could clearly detect that the crystal-clear earthen tomb had undergone extremely obvious changes and looked a little bleak.
One million years, two million years, three million years. Time has become the most worthless thing in this world. In the end, the ancient saints from the east didn't bother to deduce and allowed time to pass at this weird speed.
The three of them waited patiently like this. They were not idle people and naturally knew that things would never end simply because the heroic spirits behind them were still waiting for something quietly.
Time has passed so quickly that it has even exceeded the span of recorded ancient history, which means that the age of these tombs in front of them occurred in an ancient time that they could hardly imagine.
At this moment, a hand that looked slightly fatter suddenly stretched out from the earthy and crystal tomb.
The dust has settled for the time being, and everything will return to normal tomorrow. From now on, we will adjust the update to the evening, and finish this volume as soon as possible in the remaining time!
