Three words of truth.
Due to the impermanence of worldly affairs, it was divided into three parts and scattered around the world.
Every word and every word is like a mountain that cuts off the dusk, and whoever climbs it can have his or her own little world.
Every battle has stirred up a storm in the exciting past, spreading thousands of miles, and its momentum remains unabated.
Today, Saint Rich issued the Four Seasons and Five Elements Order, spreading the Wuwu Realm, and revealed the face of the three-character true secret.
This is not a simple exercise. ——Xia Cungu thought.
A technique that can equalize the bloodlines of all races, improve the talents of monks, and inherit talents. Just one of the three battles was passed on to the Bai family of the Demon Kingdom, making the Bai family's throne immortal...
So, what if it is spread to all the monks in the world? ——Don’t dare to think carefully.
This is completely the evolution of monk civilization.
It is the immeasurable force for the leap of civilization in the wilderness.
Just imagine, in today's wilderness, if the Three Words True Secret were spread all over the world, how many Ningding realms would be born? How many yin and yang realms?
When the quantity of something reaches a certain limit, what will happen will be a qualitative change...
This power comes from the barbaric era.
………
Bai Zhiyi sighed for everyone, and then said, "I previously thought that a true emperor is one who regards the country as his home. Only today do I realize that the world is his home, and only then can I be a true master."
Sheng Li's eyes sparkled, "Zhengzi Palace Bai clan, your family lineage, and your throne... what does the Demon Emperor think of it?"
Bai Zhiyi pursed his lips slightly, raised his lips slightly, and smiled with an unruly air. "To me, heaven, earth, and the world are just hosts. I am just a guest from afar who has passed through heaven and earth. But the world, to me, is nothing but a guest." In other words, it is a banquet that requires proper etiquette."
"Whether it's the emperor or the throne, everything Bai has imprinted on me is not important. But in this banquet in the world, I hope it will respect my ceremony." Bai Zhiyi looked at Sheng Li.
Shengli smiled in relief, nodded and replied, "I understand."
"The demon country has always had its emperor, and the monks of the demon country have their emperor today. - Your Majesty is right, the world is our home, the real master is Fang Zhenren. In the eyes of nine disciples like us, the master is a real person. host."
"Master has a long and lonely time to observe this eternal world. He also has enough heroic capital to waste time."
"The creation of the Three-Character True Art must refer to a clan that cultivates immortality. The Yuanlu clan."
A piece of silk appeared out of thin air in Shengli's hand.
It is filled with romantic words.
In these words, we can vaguely see the appearance of today's words, like the embryo and sprout of things.
Sheng Li waved his hand gently, and the words gradually bent and changed shape, turning back and forth, forming the appearance of today's words.
"The division of realms in the age of cultivating immortals is very rough. The two realms of heaven and earth are collectively called "goblins"; the enlightenment realm is not divided into nine stars, and is only called "Fang Sheng" before it can fly; the Ningding realm is not divided into twelve stars, and is only called "you" "Huang", you can move around the world; the Yin-Yang realm and the Taiyi realm are called "cultivation", which can be regarded as true cultivation. Sheng Li reminded, "In this way, you can understand this story."
Luo Yin sighed, "As expected of an old guy, he knows a lot."
The monks first sighed at Shengli's broad-mindedness, and then looked at Sibo impatiently.
On the silk is a story recorded from the perspective of Donghuang Taiyi. ——Let’s call it a story.
………
Donghuang Taiyi, who is in the monastic realm, stands at the bottom of the cliff, looking at the inscriptions on the stone wall:
"If you are lucky enough to think peacefully, you will live forever."
I return to dust, a candle that lights the night.
You go to the abyss and look into these eyes forever.
You can fulfill your destiny and overcome death with life! "
Donghuang Taiyi pondered for a moment and then understood the meaning of the words on the wall:
Man's destiny, solemn and peaceful, has been decided. But the road to immortality is far from over. We will return to the dust (the past) and be the candle that lights the night (illuminating the future). You, my generation, go forward to the future (the abyss) and be the eyes that look forward to the future forever. Destiny can be stepped on! The living generation is always better than the dead!
After understanding the meaning of the text, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't bear it.
He sneered, "A letter-engraving monk is only just ascending to the realm, so ridiculous!"
The weak strength of the carver was not even as eye-catching to Dong Huangtai as the dark and shiny stone wall in front of him that had been weathered by wind and rain.
It was this stone wall that led Donghuang Taiyi to the bottom of the cliff where the clouds were buried deep.
This stone wall protrudes slightly and is as high as the body. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no vitality entrenched in it.
Their quality and properties are all ordinary stones. If they are broken into pieces, they are just gravel. If they are broken down, they may be able to carve something. But there is absolutely no chance of it shining brightly.
It stands to reason that this stone wall, which is not big or small, is hidden in the clouds. It should be like a sand and stone burial halberd, hiding all the beauty.
However, Donghuang Taiyi was traveling here. When he was flying across the abyss, he suddenly saw the sea of clouds in the abyss under his feet, black as oil, overflowing and filling the entire cloud abyss.
Seeing this wonderful scene, Donghuang Taiyi came down to visit Xingsheng.
As a result, all I could see was the ordinary and mediocre stone wall in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
At this time, footsteps came from the bottom of the cliff.
A monk walked out with his head down.
Dong Huangtai noticed him early, but just looked at the stone wall and didn't want to pay attention to it.
The monk just saw someone in front of him and staggered suddenly.
Donghuang Taiyi didn't say anything, and the monk didn't say anything either. He came to the stone wall, opened his thick palms and rubbed them continuously.
Donghuang Taiyi smiled knowingly and thought to himself: Is this monk traveling in the wilderness the owner of this stone wall? He also has a sense of shame.
Unexpectedly, after the monk wiped off the original words, he scratched his palm, covered the stone wall with a layer of blood, and mobilized his energy to carve the newly erased words into the blood.
Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but stare. ——What is this for? Do you feel that you have achieved a breakthrough and are arrogant? Gone? Or do you think you are right?
In the age of cultivating immortals, the realm of many monks will not change in their lifetime, and they may not achieve breakthroughs in their lifetime.
In other words, you were born as a goblin and may only stay on the ground for the rest of your life.
The monk in front of him has made a breakthrough, which is naturally gratifying.
But just by traveling in the wilderness, you can say that "you can fulfill your destiny"
God, even if I get stepped on, it won't be by the feet of you wandering the wilderness.
Before Donghuang Taiyi could make a move, the monk withdrew his palm and spoke, "My name is Yuan Zhong. I come from the Yuan Lu clan."
Donghuang Taiyi had never heard of the Yuanlu clan.
But it's normal.
There are so many clans cultivating immortals in the Great Wilderness. Even Donghuang Taiyi may not dare to say that he has traveled all over the Great Wilderness, so how can he dare to say that he knows all the clans in the Great Wilderness.
Yuan Zhong turned back and moved forward, not afraid that Donghuang Taiyi would turn away and just said, "Actually, our clan is also formed by a group of different races."
"Our ancestors were a group of goblins..." Yuan Zhong wanted to continue.
Donghuang Taiyi followed closely and interrupted directly, "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix. This is talent! It is also destiny! Noble people are destined to be born. - Goblin monk, how can there be descendants of wandering in the wilderness?"
"Is it possible that you have mutated?" Donghuang Taiyi guessed.
Yuan Zhong chuckled, "If you are lucky, you will live forever. - A person's destiny has actually been decided long ago. It is solemn and peaceful. No matter how hard people try, it is difficult to change it. However, our ancestors believed that the key to immortality is The road is not cut off!"
Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly.
As a nameless monster, Donghuang Taiyi likes to travel around. Because you can always hear and see new and surprising things. .
In front of him, Yuan Zhong, a member of the Yuanlu clan, was leading Donghuang Tai on a great journey.
The two monks crossed the bottom of the cliff.
The scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.
In the eyes of Donghuangtai, there are demons, humans, and spirits (plants and beasts cultivating immortality).
They are all from different races, maybe even different ethnic groups.
After seeing Yuan Zhong, these monks burst into heartfelt cheers.
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"You can fulfill your destiny!
Life and death! "
The shouts of the monks were as fervent as children's longing to grow up.
Perhaps, this is also a group of "children" who are looking forward to growing up.
Looking at the monks present, mainly Fang Shengjing, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but said, "Do you believe in the path to immortality?"
The monks could not see the fear of this strange outsider, so they grinned and showed two rows of teeth, "We are the Yuanlu clan!"
"If what Yuan Zhong said is true, then isn't this group of people undergoing collective evolution? From goblins to the wandering wilderness..."
Donghuang Taiyi thought.
