The islands are scattered, and the mountains reach into the sky.
More than ten years have passed since Duan Zhen entered the inner sect, convinced his disciples, and took control of the gods.
At that time, God Kunqi's joke did not allow him to directly become the elder of Yanxiao Peak, but with the mediation of God's words, he took the position of the chief senior brother of Xuanling Island.
The chief disciple of an island is independent from the seven peaks. He can enter each peak to study and practice at any time, and he also has the authority to read the cultivation techniques that can only be viewed by elders.
This kind of status has been unheard of since the founding of Xuanling Island.
But the gods didn't say anything, and many disciples were beaten into obedience by Duan Zhen. Who can say anything more?
Therefore, in the past ten years or so, Duan Zhen has practiced freely, and the acupoints in his body have grown rapidly.
Hoo ho ho!
At the top of the Ancient God Peak, Duan Zhen unfolded his magical power of law, heaven and earth, and his body suddenly rose to a height of 800,000 feet. His huge and majestic body made Cang Fu, who was squatting on the ground, in a trance:
"It's so big! How could it be so big..."
Over the years, Duan Zhen has learned all the basic techniques of Qifeng without practicing too much. He only acquires the fundamentals and then achieves self-realization.
At this time, I also came to him to study the laws of heaven and earth, but within a few days, I had far surpassed him.
As soon as the huge body was unfolded, it looked like an ancient god who had truly stretched out his body and stepped from the ancient galaxy. The body was vast and boundless, and its power was shockingly powerful.
The airflow in his mouth and nose was like a soaring dragon, flying into the sky.
Tear!
The next moment, he turned into a huge mist again, and his body quickly transformed into a normal human appearance as if shrinking.
"Gathering and dispersing are impermanent, and the size is as desired, all of which are wonderful."
Duan Zhen nodded with satisfaction. The Three Thousand Tribulations Realm is very wonderful. All kinds of magical powers can be realized by oneself without learning, and many magical powers have been derived from this.
The most widely circulated magical power in the world is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques and the seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques, which together add up to one hundred and eight.
It is rumored that there are also three hundred and sixty-five heavenly powers, forty-nine heavenly powers, and one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred yuan numbers.
These are all kinds of strange methods triggered by the tribulation state itself. As long as you stand in this state and deepen your practice, you can continue to realize it in your heart.
Of course, individual self-realization has its limits, but times can continue to evolve.
The Xuanyuan Buddha World has existed for who knows how many centuries. These magical powers and magical methods belonging to the Three Thousand Tribulations Realm have been deduced to a level that is enough to achieve enlightenment.
To practice in this realm, seek the Tao within, and achieve Tao within.
Regardless of fate, cause and effect, time, space, power, or the yin and yang, five elements, reincarnation, chaos and other avenues, they all belong to oneself.
When each real cave in the body turns into a world, it will stand on its own and evolve endlessly.
If it forms a realm of its own, it can be called the God Lord.
For example, God Lord Tiangang and Lord Earth Evil are the pinnacle powers that the world often hears about.
Every God Lord has a real vast world within his body, and its inner path is densely covered with trees, the sun, moon, stars, and rivers are flowing around, and its own living beings are multiplying endlessly.
As the Tao becomes more powerful and the complement of nature and acquired becomes more and more complete, one can step onto the ninth level of heaven and ascend to heaven to become a saint.
"A world with its own creatures..."
Duan Zhen took a secret volume from the Ancient God Peak handed over by Cang Fu, which clearly introduced the vastness of the God Lord's world.
It is said that for those who have just embarked on the path of God Lord, the smallest world in their body is 80 billion miles from east to west and 60 billion miles from north to south.
There is the blessing of time in it, and the creatures are multiplying and multiplying. Maybe millions of years of reincarnation are happening in an instant. They don't know that they are just living in a world where a hole in the body of the god evolves.
There are countless geniuses, countless loves and hatreds, and countless touching stories.
"Senior Brother, the road to the God Lord requires endless resources. Our world hangs on the immortal position of the heavens, so we have to support it..."
Seeing Duan Zhen pondering, Cang Fu also opened up the conversation: "However, nowadays, disasters are appearing frequently, and it is extremely difficult for an ordinary god-lord to cross the border and escape into the sea of chaos to seek opportunities."
"The realm of immortality in the heavens, the sea of chaos."
Duan Zhen nodded. Over the past ten years, he has understood the level of the Xuanyuan Buddha World.
Time, from ancient times to the present, I don’t know how many years have passed.
During these years, there are always fish in the river leaping high to look at the past, present and future.
Some people see time and space as a mother river, some people see time and space as a sea of chaos, and some people see time and space as an endless abyss.
But people in Xuanyuan Buddha World call it the Sea of Chaos.
In this vast ocean, worlds and universes as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River arise and die every moment.
Under the erosion of time, it seems that all living things are equal and are all dead.
But just like those great practitioners leaping from the sea, some worlds and universes gradually resisted the erosion and moved towards the road of immortality.
There are calamities in the heaven and earth, and disasters in the universe. Looking at the entire sea of chaos, there are very few worlds that can be called immortal.
Xuanyuan Futu Realm is one of them.
It is the convergence of infinite huge multiverse groups, and the infinite universes extend the time and space of the past, present and future, like a huge dam across the sea of chaos.
Such a vast collection of multiverses has attracted more world groups to merge into it. Coupled with the changes in time in each era, there are many saints in this world, not to mention God Lords.
But I don't know when it started, a black light rose in the sky, and disaster came to the world.
The Xuanyuan Buddha Realm, which is said to be immortal in the heavens, is experiencing disaster at this moment.
The nine-colored divine sun in the sky was also cast into a dark shadow.
However, the realm of immortality is not empty talk. Just like the mountains that Duan Zhen saw that day were repairing themselves, they have the power to fight against this disaster.
It is a pity that since the day of the disaster, the barriers of the world have become extremely strong, and even the God Lord cannot cross the boundary and travel through the worlds to seek a breakthrough.
"At the end of practice, resources alone are no longer enough to become a saint. Those peak god masters often have to leave this world in order to pursue the holy path."
Cang Fu explained some details about the path of the God Lord in detail, which made Duan Zhen somewhat enlightened.
In the Immortal Realm, resources are also endless, but the Holy Path cannot be achieved with resources.
The Xuanyuan Buddha Realm lasted for three million years. From ancient times to the present, tens of millions of eras have passed, and the Divine Lord has enough signs.
But there are only tens of thousands of saints!
"But this Xuanyuan Buddha Realm is much bigger than I thought."
Duan Zhen thought to himself, he didn't expect that the past of the Qingyuan realm was actually an immortal realm?
Across the sea of chaos, there are tens of thousands of saints alone.
How huge is this?
He looked up at the sky, and he could feel the various hidden spaces of Xuanling Island intertwining with each other at all times. The huge changes in the world's throughput, and even the inspiration of the entire Mang Mountain and the entire ancient Western Wasteland, were completely blended and surging.
No wonder it is difficult to tear apart space even with the power of Three Thousand Tribulations Realm. It turns out that there are countless worlds growing even within time and space!
Those mezzanine spaces may contain divine dojos!
clang!
clang!
clang!
And just when Duan Zhen was sighing at the vastness of this world, the bells of Xuanling Island rang out, and the sounds of heaven spread out.
At this moment, a huge platform rose up on the island, and countless streams of light fell down.
"The martial arts competition is about to begin. This Qi Summit martial arts competition, which is held once in a hundred years, has been changed into an exchange meeting for the five sects of Mang Mountain. I really don't know what the gods are thinking!"
"Hey, I heard this time. The chiefs of the Shenwood Forest are sharpening their swords and preparing to compete with us for the title of the first sect in Mang Mountain!"
"Bah, let alone the godswood forest, even if all four of them go together, it will be in vain!"
"Are you too arrogant? Is our Xuanling Island so powerful?"
"You are stupid! Senior brother is here!"
"Oh oh oh! I accidentally forgot! We also have a senior brother!"
The inner sect disciples kept whispering to each other and watched the disciples from the four sects including the Sky Godwood Forest, Juyuan Peak, Guangmoyuan, and Wucaihe descending.
They were first shocked by the battle, and then, someone mentioned something about senior brother. The disciples seemed to be infected and shouted crazily:
"Big brother!"
"Big Brother! Hit, knock them out!"
"Hit me, hit me, I really want to feel the power of senior brother again!"
The overwhelming shouts stunned the disciples of the four sects who had just landed.
"Are all the sissies on Xuanling Island crazy?"
One of the chiefs of Juyuan Peak frowned, extremely puzzled by this scene.
"Humph, senior brother? Isn't there only one senior sister on Xuanling Island?"
Everyone in the godswood also sneered.
At this moment, the god Kunqi appeared with many gods to welcome the visitors from the four sects.
For a time, the island was filled with light, and the gods were talking about the past, the present, and the future.
They are the only five gathering sects of the human race in Mang Mountain. They are in the same spirit. There is no conflict of life and death, but they are very united.
The gods talked to each other and held a banquet for three days and three nights. Finally, after they were full of wine and food, a god in the godswood forest spoke and said: "Brother Taoist, I appreciate this kind hospitality, but it is just a matter of this hundred-year exchange... .”
"It's easy to talk, Taoist friend Yuanguang has a drink." Kunqi, the god of heaven, laughed and continued to raise his glass, without any intention of continuing.
The gods had no choice but to raise their glasses again, but after a moment, the Five Colorful River God asked again: "Fellow Daoist Kunqi, this time..."
"It's easy to talk, Taoist friend Qingye has a drink." God Kunqi continued to raise his glass.
The gods were helpless, they all knew that Kunqi was always weird, so they had no choice but to accept the guest's request.
After a long time, the God of Guangmoyuan finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up suddenly and said, "Old Kunqi, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Why are you shirk? Is it because you are afraid of the power of my disciples? Are you afraid that your Xuanling Island will lose miserably?"
The skin of the god in this vast wilderness is dark, as if he has been exposed to the sun all year round, and is as black as carbon.
Divine light surged around him, causing the surrounding water to flow turbulently. It was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer.
"God Damo, please calm down. This happened for a hundred years, why don't we have a good drink? Why fight and kill?" Kunqi wiped the spit that Damo spat on and said with a smile.
"Hmph! When can't you drink wine? Do you want to fight or not?"
God Damo couldn't stand Kunqi's leisurely and unhurried tone, and pressed forward step by step.
"Hey! Originally, I wanted to spend this centennial event in Mangshan in a peaceful way. Unexpectedly, you are too impatient."
Kunzi stood up and let out a long sigh, as if he was extremely reluctant but had to do it.
Some of the gods around him were puzzled. This Kunqi was really weird today. Could it be that he was suffering from some kind of madness?
"Won't this old boy be taken away from him?"
An exaggerated thought briefly crossed his mind, but was quickly suppressed.
Because Kunqi had already straightened up, pointed his finger under the clouds rather coquettishly, and said: "Since you are so anxious and want to fight so much, then if you want to fight, then fight!"
"Duan Zhen, come and give some advice to your junior brothers and sisters!"
Hoo ho ho!
A strong wind surged through, and Kunqi's loud voice could be heard throughout Xuanling Island.
And everyone in the four sects is confused, Duan Zhen? Who is Duan Zhen?
Have they never heard of Duan Zhen on Xuanling Island?
"Let's fight quickly and save some face for your junior brothers and sisters."
Kunqi stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice was loud and carried far away.
But after speaking twice, everyone still didn't see Duan Zhen.
"Cough cough cough! Duan Zhen! Senior brother Duan Zhen! Where are you!"
The expression on Kunqi's face froze, but in an instant he sent a message from his spiritual mind to find Duan Zhen's location.
"Kunqi God, senior brother has left long ago. He has recently been studying the great magical power of Two Worlds. Three days ago, he tore apart space and went to Mang Mountain..."
Cang Fu's spiritual thoughts appeared deep in Kun Qi's mind, whispering a reminder.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"You didn't even ask!"
"I..."
Kunqi's expression was not only stiff now, but his body was also stiff.
"...Fellow Daoist Kunqi?" Guangmo Yuantian God asked in confusion upon seeing this.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Kunqi coughed again, his face turned red, and he was unable to speak for a long time.
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