Harvest early...
The prince was shocked. He naturally knew what the 'harvest' the Antarctic Taoist meant.
Can......
"We have an inherent immortality foundation. Once destroyed, we can still be reborn through calamity, but it is difficult to easily restore peak practice. If we don't 'harvest' in advance, it will be difficult to restore the old outlook in another thousand or two thousand years...
The great enemy back then may not be completely dead..."
Seeing that the prince seemed to be hesitant, the Antarctic Taoist's eyes flashed with inquiry: "Are you worried about the God Emperor's order? Or are you affected by the ant body in this world and can't bear it?"
"Are you afraid that I will be deprived of the fruits of my previous life by this body?"
The prince's face changed slightly, and then he sneered back: "I'm just worried that with our current strength, we may not be able to capture the fruit..."
"If you and I were here alone, we might still be a little reluctant. Since both of us are here, and with the back-up tactics I have laid out over the years, if we don't have the delusion to swallow up the whole world, we can capture it in just one week!"
The Antarctic Taoist stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the Tianqi Terrace that was flashing and extinguishing in the thunderstorm. His tone was deep and unpredictable: "If you miss this time, you won't get a second chance in eight hundred years!"
"in this way......"
Feeling the vague oppression and prying eyes around him, the prince slowly closed his eyes and opened them again after a moment:
"That's fine!"
At this moment, not even the Antarctic Taoist noticed that a ray of information flowed out through a trajectory that he could not detect.
One becomes ten, ten becomes hundreds...
Shooting towards the void.
.......
Wow~
In the deep darkness of nothingness, there seemed to be the sound of running water.
"Um?"
The Three-Hearted Blue Soul Boy's heart moved. He looked up and saw that the corner of the 'True Spirit Position and Karma Diagram' covering the darkness and penetrating the void suddenly lit up, and all kinds of messages flowed down like water.
It pours into the sea of heart and creates large waves.
The sea of mind is broad, and the information contained in every drop of water is far beyond the lifetime of a mortal. At this time, the waves splash, and various pictures flash in the darkness of the sea of mind.
As the waves rise, my heart becomes heavier and heavier.
"Is this...the way of the world?"
Lan Lingtong's eyes widened.
Of course it has never been to the human world, but it has the same mind as An Qisheng, so it is naturally familiar with all kinds of information about the human world.
Although the flickering picture was a little different from what it knew, it would not admit the "qi" that belonged exclusively to An Qisheng.
Buzz~
Just as it was about to take a closer look, a big hand suddenly rose up in its mind. With just one squeeze, it grasped all the information rolling down in the palm of its hand.
"Ingenuity..."
Above the sea of mind, in the criss-crossing divine court, An Qisheng whispered to himself, and all kinds of messages flowed through his heart.
The heaven and the earth are eternal, all spiritual machines are unchanging and remain unchanged from ancient times. All laws and Tao are tied to the spiritual machines. The strength of the monks depends on their magical powers, magic power, formations and other internal and external things.
The strength of the Tao lies only in the spirit.
The strength of spiritual intelligence involves the mysteries of heaven and earth, and is the foundation and existence of all dharma.
Before the ancient times, gods and demons roamed the world, devouring all things in order to usurp spiritual opportunities. However, this method was slow, and compared to the vastness of the world, even the gods and demons seemed small.
Until the Era of the Gods, Emperor Yan opened up a new path. He first invited powerful people to discuss the Tao of Xumi, and then sent people to steal his own lamp and spread the Dharma to the world. From then on, he opened up a path for the preaching of gods and demons.
How can one person's ability to express ideas compare to the ability of millions of sentient beings to express their wisdom together?
Emperor Yan pioneered a new method of 'preaching', which shocked the gods and demons in the world. He not only overthrew the previous god emperor, but also became a saint in one fell swoop, shaking the majesty of the heavenly saints and completely opening up the creation of the gods!
That is considered by countless practitioners to be the beginning of a great age that has never been seen in ancient and modern times, but in fact, except for a few people.
The vast majority of practitioners are nothing more than 'qualifications' kept in the mortal world by gods and demons.
This is the secret of all the ways, but it is not a secret.
Whether it’s the Divine Court, Taoism or Buddhism, it seems they don’t care at all whether practitioners in the world know about it, but in fact, so what if they know?
"Mr. Monster, is that the way of the world?"
Lan Lingtong went up to the divine court and looked at the more and more complete outline of the true soul's position and karma, and felt a sense of depression in his heart.
As many successors spread the law, the divine court born in nothingness becomes more and more real. As the master of this divine court, An Qisheng's power also increases.
If calculated based on the cultivation system of this world, he seems to be still before the union of all magical powers. However, ordinary practitioners can only combine ten magical powers into one. How many times does An Qisheng master the magical powers?
"Um."
An Qisheng naturally knew what this little guy was thinking, so he sent this message into his mind with just a flick of his finger.
With or without him, the world will still evolve. Even if the human world is incomplete, it will still be a great world with a foundation.
Sa Wuling, Wei Shaoyou, Wang E and others took the 'Shenting' he left as the foundation and pushed this broken world to an extremely high level.
Thanks to the feedback from the great world, his realm improved much faster than he expected.
"Then, the Imperial Court has already discovered the changes in the human world?"
Not long after, Lan Lingtong, who digested this message, opened his eyes and took a breath of cold air: "You, your disciple, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you have already surpassed the category of 'immortal species'!"
Lan Lingtong was shocked beyond words. He never expected that An Qisheng would have such a tyrannical disciple.
The short-lived species, the immortal species, the immortal species, the immortal species, and the eternal species.
This is the rank set by the Witch God, and it can be found in all realms. However, this is the first time that it has traveled across several realms and gotten information about the undead species in a real sense!
The old Taoist priest in this message has a category beyond the immortal species!
"What a big loss, what a big loss!"
After being startled, Lan Lingtong immediately beat his chest and said: "If you stay in that world, I'm afraid you will be the one who will become an immortal species at this time. You, you have wasted a huge opportunity, a huge opportunity!"
Immortal seed!
Lan Lingtong's eyes were almost red.
Even in the world of witch gods, the immortal species are considered giants, and their status is only lower than the twelve witch gods and a few eternal species!
The real heaven and earth decay and I will not perish, and the universe collapses and I will still exist!
Thinking of An Qisheng wasting such a great opportunity, Lan Lingtong felt that his non-existent heart was twitching violently, and he wanted to roll on the ground with regret.
"Ha~"
An Qisheng laughed dumbly.
He lowered his eyes into nothingness, as if he had crossed the boundless void and looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar world:
"Who told you that I was wasted?"
.......
when!
when!
When~~~
Eighty-one solemn and majestic bells centered on the imperial city, resounding throughout the entire imperial capital, and along the path of Mo Ke's words, towards the entire Lingquan Dao, seventy-two Dao in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Spread and spread even further.
As the sound waves reverberated, the deep rain curtain seemed to be thrown up high, and the sky, as deep as night, seemed to have an unusual color.
Buzz!
when! !
As the bell waves spread, cities all responded with bells or roars.
When the imperial bell rises, the whole world moves!
"Is the heaven-sacrifice meeting finally going to be held? Oh my god, is this heavy rain that has never seen the sun finally passed?"
"My Holy Emperor, Holy Ming of Great Sacrifice and Wine! If this rain continues for a few more years, even I won't be able to bear it!"
"Wanfa Chaozong, Great Zhou Sacrifice to Heaven! Haha..."
In the ninety-nine urban areas of the imperial capital, as well as in the nearby realms, and even in the void far away across thousands of mountains and rivers, there are wills rising up one after another.
Those who were in the imperial capital raised their eyes and stared, while those who were hundreds of millions of miles away set up formations, used magical powers, offered sacrifices to magic weapons, and used various means to look at the imperial capital of Zhou Dynasty where the bells originated.
"Wanfa Chaozong, ha! Dao sects don't dare to say such big words, Da Zhou, huh!"
"The situation can only change today. If there is peace today, there will be no war for eight hundred years..."
"Sacrifice to the heaven, sacrifice to the heaven! Mr. Long, you have occupied the power of heaven for nearly 40,000 years, do you want to occupy it forever?"
The tyrannical sects among the mountains and valleys are all looked at from a distance, either with indifference, sneer, or greed and contempt.
The Great Zhou Heaven Sacrifice Conference is a major event that attracts the attention of the entire Nanzhan and even the whole world.
Not only because of the endless heavy rain, which seems to be endless if we don't worship the sky, but also because this heaven-sacrifice meeting is related to the southward view of the heaven and the earth, and even the changes in the destiny of the world.
"How can the Great Zhou Festival affect the fate of heaven and earth?"
Amidst the fine rain curtain, Lin Boxun closed his eyes and sensed the entire capital of Zhou Dynasty.
The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was like a sea of luck connecting the sky and the earth, with luck dragons of different shapes but each having their own majesty flying among them, either roaring or humming.
And it keeps wandering and changing along a set track, as if it is defending something, and it seems to be preparing for unity.
At this moment, the majesty that erupted from the Great Zhou Empire was so heavy that Lin Boxun, who had made breakthroughs several times, couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
This expanse of ocean is clearly the gathering point of the people's hearts and the destiny of the Great Thursday.
This is an unbearable burden for human beings.
"Sir, it's time to go."
At this time, Fang Shanmin, wearing black armor, stepped forward and bowed: "The other royal family members have already arrived at Tianqi Terrace. It would be bad if you delayed the time."
"Um."
Lin Boxun nodded slightly and walked towards Tianqi Terrace.
The imperial capital, which had been dormant for two years, finally became popular again.
The avenues, the restaurants, and the high platforms were full of people. Regardless of whether they could see the Tianqi Terrace or not, everyone was chatting happily. Occasionally, an old man who had experienced the last Heaven Sacrifice Conference talked loudly, which attracted a large number of people. People watching.
"It's been a long time since it's been this lively."
Lin Boxun seemed to be sighing, and his eyes with the looming shadow of a compass seemed to scan the surroundings inadvertently.
Just as he expected.
Everyone, whether they are ordinary people or practitioners, new practitioners or those who have achieved the golden elixir, their luck has become chaotic, and their original color cannot be seen.
"Um?"
Lin Boxun's brows suddenly frowned, and a terrifying light flashed deep in his eyes: "It's him? How could it be?!"
Lin Boxun felt a huge wave in his heart.
In this chaotic fate of everyone, he saw the familiar golden canopy again!
That Gong Yangyan's luck has not wavered at all? !
