Huhu~!
The surging air blew away the bloody smell that filled the mountains.
All the humans and beasts in the Dashi Mountains tens of thousands of miles away breathed a sigh of relief, and the terrifying auras that were like the heavenly river hanging upside down finally dissipated.
"call!"
Ao Wushou transformed into a human form, with red hair and golden armor, and a pale complexion. He blew out a breath of fishy wind, and a dragon's roar resounded across the sky for hundreds of miles.
And with this breath, shocking cracks appeared from top to bottom, from scalp to ankles.
Seriously injured!
Unprecedented serious injury!
Ao Wushou was no longer angry. His blood had dropped to the bottom, and his muscles, bones and internal organs seemed to be visible in the cracks all over his body.
The whole person is like a piece of porcelain that is not fully glued together, as if it may break at any time.
"Infinite Buddha."
Datoro put his hands together, and dense lines like blood vessels spread all over his body. This was a sign that his Buddha body was broken.
The sudden disaster caused one person and one dragon to suffer unprecedented horrific injuries.
Just one step away, and their cave will be destroyed.
"This Dongzhou..."
Ao Wushou deeply swallowed the elixir energy and inspiration that filled the Holy Land of Da Shi, and after a long time he slowly spoke, word by word:
"Not a good place."
"It's certainly not a good place."
D'Toro nodded with deep understanding.
As soon as he came to Dongzhou, he encountered such strange things, which made him feel lingering fear. Even until this moment, he didn't know why he was suffering from cave disasters one after another.
And, will it come again...
Looking at each other, the two of them both wanted to retreat. Not only did they have a bad start, but they also suffered such trauma. If they didn't recover well before the next disaster in the cave came.
The two of them were afraid that they would fall into the catastrophe of the cave. If nothing happened, they would fall into the realm and their achievements would be greatly damaged.
"Ahem."
There was a sound of coughing from far away, and a young man in silver armor came slowly. His face was pale and bloodless, and the breath around him had not calmed down.
Obviously also suffered a heavy blow.
"It's good that the two fellow Taoists are fine, otherwise our Da Shi Holy Land will really be ashamed of Butian Pavilion."
The young man has a handsome face, but his tone is old-fashioned.
Ao Wushou and the other two did not dare to neglect when they saw the visitor, and reluctantly raised their hands: "This is our own destiny and has nothing to do with the Holy Land of Da Shi. Elder Ji does not have to do this."
This person is actually the Supreme Elder of Da Shi Holy Land, Ji Feiyu.
He is the uncle of Yang Xuanji, the Holy Lord of the Great Beginning of this generation. He is a great figure in the Holy Land of the Great Beginning, less than one person and more than ten thousand people. He is an old antique who has lived for less than three thousand years.
Compared to the two of them, their status in Butian Pavilion is even higher.
"This calamity happened out of nowhere. Does Elder Ji know the reason?"
After seeing the gift, Datoro spoke first, with great doubts in his heart.
"Suddenly, there are no signs, but you can know that this calamity has spread across the East Continent, and all the monks in the cave sky will be affected by it."
Ji Feiyu didn't look too good either. He had advanced cultivation and the calamities he had experienced were becoming more and more terrifying.
This calamity almost consumed most of his magic weapons to avoid calamities, damaged his cave, damaged his energy, energy, and body.
"Is there such a thing?"
Ao Wushou's eyes flashed, but he knew that Ji Feiyu would not tell lies. In fact, there were not just one or two doomed auras on the Holy Land of Da Shi before.
"The calamities come from the sky, and the calamities that have descended on Dongzhou are a sign of changes in the 'heaven and the earth'?"
Datoro was shocked and guessed something.
The world will undergo great changes, and not only the Holy Lands of Eastern Continent are aware of it, but also the top forces of all the tribes in Nine Provinces have similar speculations and perceptions.
But no one knows when that day will come.
"No one knows the various reasons. However, the path of annihilation seems to have been destroyed by the power of heaven. There may be traces in it. I will send my disciples down the mountain to reach a conclusion."
Ji Feiyu's eyes flashed imperceptibly.
The Holy Land has monitored the world for more than a million years, and all information on the entire East Continent will be known to them as soon as anyone sees it.
If it weren't for the fact that Mie Qing Dao was destroyed by the power of heaven almost at the same time as the Cave Heaven Catastrophe, the reason for Mie Qing Dao's destruction would have been investigated clearly at this moment.
But at this time, almost all the caves in the entire Da Shi Holy Land were injured, but they had to send disciples there.
"The way of destroying love was destroyed by the power of heaven?!"
Ao Wushu and Datoro looked at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
The destruction of such a powerful force as Mie Qing Dao certainly shocked them, but what shocked them even more was that Mie Qing Dao could be destroyed by the power of God!
That's heaven!
The sky is so high that no one can ask. Only king-level powers who have reached the realm of heaven can be qualified to trigger the heavenly catastrophe.
In today's world, there are only a few people who have been granted the title of marquis in the Nine Provinces. The Dao of Destruction of Love does not even have the power to grant the title of marquis, so what qualifications do they have to be destroyed by "Heaven"?
The two of them were shocked, and their expressions changed.
If the Great Change of Heaven and Earth really happened in Dongzhou, they knew what it meant.
Ji Feiyu coughed twice, but didn't explain much. He just cupped his hands and said:
"The two of you are seriously injured. It's better to stay in my house and rest for some time."
"So, thank you very much, Elder Ji."
D'Toro cupped his hands and thanked him, while Ao Wushu nodded.
Not to mention that they are seriously injured and cannot travel through the domain gate, even if they are not injured, this is related to the 'sky', and they will not miss the major event that affects the entire East Continent.
If the world really changes, this Dongzhou will probably be the first place where "the inspiration comes back" and the world changes.
And if this is true, Dongzhou will become a battleground for all races.
At that time, if I wanted to come to Dongzhou, it was still unknown whether the three holy lands would open their domain gates.
Place this person and one dragon properly.
Ji Feiyu took a deep breath, suppressed his injuries, and came to the depths of the heavenly palace, shrouded in clouds and mist, with fairy lights like waterfalls, in front of a magnificent ancient palace.
Bowing slightly: "Holy Lord, the domain gate has been closed."
The main hall is sky-high, and every pillar is tens of feet tall. The fairy mist is shrouded in it, and a gentle and calm voice comes from the depth of inspiration:
"Recalling all the disciples who are outside, they are not allowed to go out. There are changes in the world, and Dongzhou may be the first to bear the brunt..."
This voice was calm and had an aura of remoteness and desolation like the sky, but it seemed that it had not been damaged in the catastrophe of the cave.
"This matter has been ordered."
Ji Feiyu nodded and stared into the depths of the clouds: "It's just that many of the disciples who were previously sent to Tianding Kingdom must also be recalled?"
"The Heavenly Cauldron Emperor is no longer here. Just recall him."
There was a hint of emotion in the voice in the palace, but it only flickered and then disappeared.
"The actions of the Ding Kingdom on that day were not small. The successors of the Ding Emperor on that day had the action of spreading the Dharma to the common people. People can use the teachings, but once they spread, the common people will not have the control of their minds, and they will inevitably cause endless poison and harm for tens of thousands of years. .”
Ji Feiyu frowned: "Master, think twice."
"A great change in the world may come in the near future. Dongzhou is very likely to attract the attention of various tribes. If he wants to come forward, let him go."
The spiritual mist is billowing in the palace, and a figure can be seen sitting cross-legged, with a profound and sublime aura:
"Holy Lord Litian doesn't care, so why should we step forward? The timing is not right, we can't make wedding clothes for others."
"Holy Master Litian has closed the gate of death. He is suspected of breaking through that threshold. He has been closed for many years. I'm afraid he won't pay any more attention to it."
Ji Feiyu shook his head, still feeling that he couldn't let it go.
The law is for people's use, but not everyone is qualified to use it. The spread of the law to the world is just a beautiful lie, and the final result will inevitably be chaos in the world.
Because practice ultimately requires resources, but resources are not endless.
"When great fortune comes, there will eventually be a pioneer who becomes king. All struggles are in vain. Emperor Tianding is like this, Emperor Shou is like that, and Taoist Yuanyang is no exception.
Good luck is like a tide, and you don’t have to care too much about how many people are riding the tide. Only when the tide recedes will you see the true color! "
The atmosphere in the palace condensed until it disappeared:
"You are seriously injured, please step back."
Ji Feiyu's heart was shocked, and then he stopped retorting and bowed back.
...
The clear water surges endlessly until the end, as if it is the same color as the sky.
The extreme end of the Eastern Continent is the East China Sea.
On the bank of the East China Sea is Litian.
A mountain is separated from the sky and cuts off the sky and the sea.
This mountain is majestic and majestic, like a pillar in the sky, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and surrounded by thousands of dangerous peaks, like stars worshiping the sun.
This mountain is where the sect of Litian Holy Land is located.
The winding roads are like dragons attached to the mountain. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are countless caves, palaces, and countless caves spreading to the end.
It is where the mountain gate of Litian Holy Land is located.
And among the many caves on this 'Heavenly Road', all the disciples of Litian Holy Land live.
The one who can climb from the foot of the mountain to the top is the Legend of Li Tianzhen!
Huhu~
From the top of Tianshan Mountain, everything is white, and the chilling cold wind seems to freeze everything in the world. There is no warmth here, and the only thing floating is the cold wind.
On a protruding stone slab on the top of the mountain, a young man with a handsome face wearing a black robe with dragon patterns sat cross-legged, overlooking the Panlong Heavenly Road surrounded by a sea of clouds.
Behind him, two old men standing in the wind spoke respectfully:
"The destruction of Butian Pavilion was indeed caused by the national master of Tianding Kingdom, but the main cause of the destruction of Qing Dao was not him..."
The two old men were both wearing large robes and tall crowns, but both looked serious at this time.
"The change in heaven and earth has been talked about for so many years, but is it finally coming?"
The young man rested his chin on his hands, his eyes were clear and full of life, as sincere as a child.
"No one knows the reason, but the calamity is sent by the sky. The calamity that covers a continent and all the monks must be a sign of changes in the sky..."
An old man with a dark complexion answered loudly.
"You said..."
The young man turned his eyes: "Could it be that someone went against the will of heaven and did something that caused the sky to fluctuate?"
"There is absolutely no chance of this."
The two old men answered in unison and waved their hands: "The Qing Dao does not have such ability. Even if we and the other three holy places join forces and reveal their secrets, we may not be able to change the sky."
"If you say no, then there won't be."
The young man did not argue with the two of them, and waved his hand: "Back off, don't hold on, just treat the injury. Why are you trying?"
"Well."
The two old men's complexions turned green and white, and finally they dwarfed like deflated rubber balls.
Large streams of bloody gas spurted out from around the two men, and were blown by the cold wind, turning into millions of crystal red ice beads.
No one can ignore the catastrophe of the cave, at least not the two of them.
Immediately, the two old men covered their faces and retreated.
"More than a thousand years ago, there was a man who, within a few years, fought his way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Not only did he become a true legend, he also aspired to be the number one true legend in the contemporary era..."
The young man murmured slightly to himself, his eyes seemed to reflect the majestic city beyond the infinite sea of clouds:
"Senior brother, are you really dead..."
...
The impact of this sudden catastrophe in the cave is beyond everyone's imagination at this time.
Almost overnight, many casual cultivators and monks from small sects were surprised to find that disciples from the nine major sects and the three major holy places had disappeared.
An aura of approaching storm instantly spread across the entire Dongzhou, causing countless sects, big and small, and even casual cultivators to tremble in fear for a long time.
I almost thought that the 'Demon Pass' was broken and the war between the two states resumed.
Rogue cultivators have the least information, but they are not stupid. If something happens suddenly, there must be something unusual, so they all need to be careful.
Dongzhou fell into an extremely long period of peace.
The cave heaven monks in Tianding Kingdom were also seriously injured. Several people fell to the realm on the spot, and the cave heaven was seriously damaged.
However, it was ordinary monks who implemented the new method in Tianding Kingdom. Not only were they not affected, they even sped up a lot because they were less constrained by many sects.
The sky and the earth are clear and peaceful, but it seems to be the calm before the storm.
Huhu~
The breeze blows, and the old trees shed dead leaves.
Under the old tree, the former fourth prince, now Emperor Tianshou, was playing chess with An Qisheng.
His injuries from overcoming the tribulation were not yet healed, but when he heard that An Qisheng had returned to the city, he was the first to come.
Not far away, the Fourteenth Princess was playing the piano with her five fingers, and the music was moving. In the corner of the courtyard, Zhu Dahai, who was a bit bigger, was squatting there, teasing the little chicken with her fingers as thick as carrots.
Calm as water.
Emperor Tianshou held the chess pieces, took a deep breath, and sighed from the bottom of his heart:
"What a rare quietness."
The emperor is not a good man.
Although for him, no matter how complicated the government affairs are, he can solve them with a single thought, but he has more enemies.
There are too many messy things going on in the big and small sects at home and abroad in Tianding, the ten major sects, the three major holy places.
At this time, all parties were silent, and he was naturally a rare sight.
Even though the injury was not superficial, he was in a very good mood.
An Qisheng smiled and said nothing, just dropped a piece.
"Alas, we lost again."
Emperor Tianshou abandoned his son and accepted his defeat, but he didn't care at all. He just stretched his waist and said goodbye: "I feel at ease after meeting you, sir. I can rest assured to recover from my injuries."
Mr. Yuanyang seemed to have done nothing about the affairs in Tianding Kingdom, but as long as he came back, he would feel at peace in his heart.
"Go ahead."
An Qisheng just nodded.
"By the way, the spiritual materials sir asked for will be delivered in a few days."
Emperor Tianshou said his goodbyes and left.
His injuries were also serious, and holding on to them would do more harm than good.
An Qisheng took care of himself and sent the two of them away, then calmly sorted out the harvest.
The collection of four master-level powerful men, some spiritual materials and resources from two top ten sect-level sects, and two cities.
In the Middle Ages, this was a resource that all princes and princes paid attention to.
If you add some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, you will be qualified to create a Marquis Lingbao.
However, An Qisheng didn't pay much attention to these spiritual materials. Although he had the idea of forging the divine weapon into the body of the King's Power Sword, he was not in a hurry.
What he gained was more than that.
Closing his eyes slightly, what surged in his mind was insights about other realms, techniques, and secret magical powers.
The Wanyang Realm now has nine realms and eleven steps.
However, he only cultivated the True Form, Spiritual Appearance, and Cave Heaven. Although he had experience in the other six realms, he did not practice them.
These nine steps and eleven steps are the true meaning of cultivation in the Wanyang Realm. They are the crystallization of the wisdom of all heroes in the past 30 million years. Every step must be taken carefully.
Otherwise, you cannot make it your own.
"True form, spiritual form, spiritual transformation, Tiangang, Wanfa, cave sky, shattering the vacuum, returning to oneness, reaching the sky...returning to a prince, reaching the sky to become the king, what is the realm of the supreme?"
An Qisheng's mind was divergent, and his thoughts were as if they were being deduced and considered by millions of people.
But he lacks knowledge of the Supreme. Even if his divine will is powerful and his deductions are beyond ordinary monks, he still cannot figure out the secret.
But he knew very well that there was a huge gap between the King and the Supreme.
As a result, countless princes and heroes from ancient to modern times have broken their swords in front of the door.
There are many corpses in front of the Supreme Door, but most people can't even see the door. For many monks, dying in front of the door is already a lifelong pursuit.
But no matter what, the Supreme must be related to the Nine Realms.
As long as you practice and make sure you don't make mistakes step by step, you will eventually touch that gap and see that door one day.
At this time, among the nine realms, there are two realms except Guiyi and Tongtian.
He had a very profound understanding of the other seven realms, and it was time to dabble in other realms.
"Transformation of gods, Tiangang, Wanfa...shatter the vacuum!"
An Qisheng whispered to himself:
"Let me see if that threshold that has troubled Emperor Tianding for thousands of years is really that difficult to cross..."
Since the cave sky condensed into twenty-four, An Qisheng has already felt the threshold.
But the great change of heaven and earth is not that heaven and earth prohibit monks from practicing, but that heaven and earth have become less suitable for practice.
This is not suitable for practice because of the spiritual mechanism, the void, the catastrophe of the cave, and the aura of the former enlightened person that permeates the heaven and earth, seemingly imperceptible, but actually always present.
The superimposition of many restrictions is like having a big stone on your body during practice, making it difficult to move forward.
But An Qisheng doesn't care about this.
Because no matter how great the restraints are, no matter how many restrictions there are, the cultivation environment in the Wanyang Realm is tens of millions of times, or even billions of times better than that of Xuanxing!
You can still live forever in a land without demons, so what is the so-called great change in the world?
Buzz~
The sea of mind is turbulent, and the boundless essence is rolling in it, and the mirror supporting it is getting brighter and brighter.
The light and shadow flowed in it, seeming to reflect all the skills and flaws in the magical power.
...
In the days that followed, An Qisheng became leisurely again.
This calamity that affected the entire Dongzhou, as well as the successive destruction of Butian Pavilion and the Qing Dao, made many sects and even the Holy Land fearful of it.
They are waiting for the world to change and are preparing to face the changes in the future. Naturally, they will not and have no need to come to provoke An Qisheng at this time.
Even the Lingtian Sect and Wanfa Tower whose sect leaders were suppressed.
As for An Qisheng, he was naturally too lazy to pay attention to other sects and was obsessed with practicing.
He rises at sunrise and rests at sunset every day, comprehending the changes of heaven and earth, and lingering in the world of mortals. His footprints are all left in the nine major districts of Tianjiao City, and even in the entire Tianding Kingdom and all the cities of the surrounding dynasties.
When he calmed down, he would give advice on the practice of Zhu Dahai and the Golden-winged Dapeng, or find two people to play chess, or else he would play with dogs in the cave, cultivate spiritual plants, and discuss Taoism with the prisoners.
Cultivation is more than just fighting and killing. Only in calmness can the true meaning of practice be seen.
His mind was as calm as water, and he practiced unhurriedly, and the years passed by day by day.
The "great change in heaven and earth" that countless monks are waiting for has not yet arrived, but the sun and moon have already risen and set in the sky more than ten thousand times.
It seems like he was just careless,
Thirty years have passed.
