In other words, monks in the Third Realm of Immortality are the upper class of the Shenhong Realm!
Even the Earthly Immortal is not a bad person.
Each one is valuable, and it is not so easy to achieve it.
At least they are not as good as dogs compared to the ancient earthly immortals, and even the situation where the innate saints are born as golden immortals in the holy realm is completely incomparable!
Most of the monks in the Holy Third Realm of the Sixth Age are secluded from the world. Of course, there are some differences in this.
Occasionally, there are some traces of the Golden Immortal in the tenth realm, such as the Three Purities and Three Meridians. The day-to-day management may be done by the Xuan Immortal, but it is the Golden Immortal who really decides the general direction.
And Taiyi in the eleventh realm is a real saint who has condensed Taiyi's Dao Fruit.
They are already legendary existences in today's Sixth Age.
At the beginning of the Sixth Age, seven or eight hundred thousand years ago, during that special era of spiritual energy recovery, there were some legends about Taiyi.
As for the big boss who condensed the Dao Dao Fruit and became Da Luo... that is really an ancient legend!
At least Wang Zijia didn't see it in the legends of this era.
And this spirit spirit, judging from various legends, is at least a Taiyi boss who has condensed Taiyi Dao Fruit, not a golden immortal who has just come into contact with Dao Power.
What's more, he is a big Luo. After all, he dares to challenge the Taoist court in the period of complete victory. How can he survive to send troops to conquer and finally break Nanling without any real ability?
What a joke!
Without this ability, how could Tao Ting be able to overwhelm the heavens?
With one word, he vetoes Shinto and exterminates the ways of the gods?
Not to mention Big Brother Taiyi, Jiujing Xuanxian Zijia is hard to handle!
The core scheming master of this treacherous realm really must be the spirit spirit...
Wang Zijia, who was originally calm, was a little panicked now!
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At the same time, Wang Zijia also discovered that as the spirit sperm appeared on the cloud bed, transparent light balls began to light up on the canopy of the giant tree in the empty sky.
Within each ball of light, there seemed to be various phantoms flashing, arranged very regularly.
If you look carefully, you can find that there is a futon directly below each light ball.
In the outer circle, if there were no futons standing among the crowd, there would be no ball of light.
Wang Zijia didn't understand what he was doing, so naturally he didn't know whether it was better to sit with a futon or without a futon.
If it was really a big boss preaching, it would be good to have a seat, but now this is a mysterious place, and the result is still unknown.
Because of such changes, Wang Zijia put away some of his lax thoughts.
Originally, he thought that the three realms of Nanling had settled to their current level, and that this group of strange realms would be deformed at the level of gods. Now...
Wang Zijia decisively sat down on the futon, no longer attracting attention. Let's first take a look at the specific situation of this strange realm. If it is not possible, she can only commit suicide and run away!
If the spirit sperm turned into a ghost, even if his corpse turned into a ghost, Wang Zijia would not want to fight with him.
Um, it's not that I don't want to, but... that's what!
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As Wang Zijia's thoughts flickered, the inexplicable bells had disappeared.
Ling Jing, who was sitting on the cloud bed in the center, ten feet away from everyone, glanced at everyone and said: "Everyone can come to me to observe, it is fate. I don't care what you have done before. Now that you have entered Wuzhuang Temple, remember that in the future Practice and abide by your original intention...”
Ling Jingzheng first talked about some of the core tenets of Wuzhuang Temple. He didn't mean to recruit disciples, but it probably meant that if he got the opportunity of Wuzhuang Temple, he should at least abide by the basic rules of Nanling and not do anything wrong.
"Okay, I'll stop talking nonsense here. I think most of your fellow Taoists relied on swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon to finally open up their spiritual wisdom. Until now, they have not experienced any orthodox practice."
"Then as usual today, I will start with the way to become an immortal."
Following his words, the spirit spirit suddenly raised his hand, and countless golden runes flew out, gathered in the sky, and finally turned into a void scripture, flashing in the sky.
"This is the basic Taoist scripture of my Wuzhuang Temple: "Earth Immortal Nourishing Spirit and Transforming Essence Scroll". It refers directly to the basic Taoist scripture of Xuanxian. It can also be regarded as the authentic Taoist teaching of Xuanmen. I hope you can listen carefully and find out. Proceeds.”
"At the beginning of the world, the world was in chaos..."
Originally Wang Zijia kept his head down, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the golden text in the sky.
As Ling Jing explained, you can see that countless illusory runes began to fall from the golden Taoist text, and densely fell into the minds of the mountain spirits and ghosts. The cultivators listened intoxicated.
Wang Zijia was no exception. As those illusory scriptures fell, the sound of a Hongmeng bell kept echoing in Wang Zijia's mind.
Feeling the spiritual practice scroll rapidly forming in his mind, Wang Zijia was really shocked!
This was actually a sage preaching. The scroll of scriptures in the sky really followed Ling Jing's teachings and was remembered bit by bit by Wang Zijia, and he was able to teach!
Wang Zijia was just stunned for a moment, and then he was attracted by the voice of the sermon. He fell into a trance and absorbed the knowledge crazily.
Whether it was Wuzhuang Temple's introductory Taoist scriptures, the Xuanxian-level exercises, or Ling Jing's sermons from saints, they all had a fatal attraction for Wang Zijia.
In addition, he was already an innate saint, so in just an instant, he sank in.
Under the guidance of the spirit spirit, he was able to swim crazily in the ocean of Tao and reason.
At this moment, Wang Zijia seemed to have received a great opportunity, as if he had become a saint on the spot, as if he was intoxicated.
It seemed that he had become an immortal and an ancestor, and was about to ascend to the holy throne! ! !
"Haha... I'm done! I'm done!"
"I understand, I understand!"
"So this is the way of immortality, this is becoming an immortal!"
Wang Zijia didn't know how long he had been in this state. At a certain moment, his magic suddenly became extremely active, and he was immediately awakened by a burst of manic laughter and manic breath fluctuations.
Subconsciously looking to the side.
Wang Zijia saw, on the futon not far from him, a rock-like Zhuoxian with all kinds of green leaves growing all over his body. He was laughing maniacally, dancing, and his body was squirming and growing.
Wang Zijia was stimulated by his strange behavior, and his magic became active. Finally, his laughter and breath fluctuations stimulated his spiritual sense, and he was awakened.
As the stone man laughed, his body expanded rapidly and turned into a deformed monster mixed with rocks and plants.
At the same time, a ball of light fell from above his head, covering him instantly. The next moment, the ball of light began to expand and flicker.
When the ball of light almost came into contact with other enlightened people on the futon around them, the sudden flicker disappeared.
Wang Zijia was stunned.
Is this... a strange realm?
"Haha, that's it, I have found my way to heaven!"
"So this is the way of immortality!"
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As Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he discovered that except for the sound of Ling Zhi's sermon, the entire square was not quiet at the moment, but unusually noisy, but more at the edges.
Wang Zijia looked back and saw that there were no futons at the edges. At this moment, all of them were undergoing distortion.
No, it was the entire square and all the listeners who were deformed to varying degrees.
The difference is that there are no people sitting on futons at the edge, and there are no corresponding light balls in the canopy above their heads.
Their bodies collapsed one by one until they turned into a ball of black mud and disappeared without a trace.
As for people with futons, they are more diverse.
They will undergo various non-directional distortions according to their own ontology and degree of enlightenment.
As the distortion progresses, the phantom light balls hanging on the illusory trees in the sky continue to fall.
As it gets closer, these balls of light slowly grow larger. The phantoms in the light ball also continued to solidify, until these people woke up madly in trance, turned into strange monsters, and then were swallowed by the light ball and disappeared without a trace.
Wang Zijia instantly understood how the entire giant tree space, the densely packed strange realm outside, and the black mud-like evil ghosts came from.
This mysterious realm of preaching is the core place that breeds these mysterious realms and evil spirits!
Those who listen to the sermon become black mud evil ghosts, and are sent out of the periphery, turning into nest-like evil beings that swallow all kinds of creatures and form aggregate monsters.
The elites with futon seats will eventually become the nascent realms and realm masters, accumulating little by little over countless years to gradually form this giant tree space realm group.
As for the fundamental origin of these people, they were probably conceived by the maiden mother tree before. There may be other breeding bases, as well as intruders like Wang Zijia!
The entire giant tree space mysterious domain group, based on this core mysterious domain of preaching, gave birth to a complete ecological circle!
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Thinking of this, Wang Zijia suddenly looked up and found that the ball of light above his head had actually broken away from the branch, changed from the size of an apple to the size of a football, and slowly fell towards him.
Looking down at himself again, Wang Zijia was shocked.
Half of his body has turned into a tree, and his lower body, sitting cross-legged, is like the girl's tree he saw before, with various roots growing out and extending around.
The difference is that Wang Zijia's tree roots are bloody.
Wang Zijia suddenly jumped into the sea of chaotic consciousness decisively.
In the chaotic sea of consciousness, the human paper man who was on duty all year round was also sitting cross-legged in meditation at the moment, causing an abnormality in not being able to exchange it in time. It seems that because of his previous epiphany-like understanding, it was also affected.
At this moment, there is still a huge blood-red weight next to the equivalent scale, and a silver-white weight is growing rapidly.
Weight: The deceitful way is infected
Status: Contaminated
Value: 3.4 billion
Introduction: Haha, I have become an immortal, I have become a saint, I have become a god and an ancestor, I want to be a great and powerful god! ! !
Boy, your brain is a good thing, you'd better bring it with you!
Otherwise, under the influence of 'Da Luo Wei Chang Dao Shadow', I'm afraid you will become abnormal. If you are tired of being a human being and want to transform into a tree, you can continue to understand your immortal way.
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Weight: Earthly Immortal’s Taoist Code of Nourishing Spirits and Transforming Spirits into Essences
Category: Kung Fu
Level: Ninth-grade Xuanxian Taoist Canon
Introduction: Nan Ling's powerful spiritual essence was specially created for his disciples. It is a technique that directly points to the Xuanxian Dao. It is superior to Zhongzheng and peaceful, and is suitable for the practice of any living being. It is an excellent technique in the Xuanmen authentic sect.
Note: Ninth-level skills are the lowest and top-level skills among traditional skills, because under the Nine Realm Xuanxian, you can practice according to the previous skills, and there is no big difference. But starting from the Tenth Realm Golden Immortal, you need to understand the great road and walk out of your own way.
In other words, anyone's skills above tenth level will not be very suitable for future generations, because everyone's Tao is different. Disciples who inherit the Taoism may be slightly better, but they still need to understand their own. Road, own method.
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Looking at the two weights, Wang Zijia beamed with joy, especially the silver exercise weights!
This is a ninth-level skill. For Shenhong today, it can be said to be the top level!
At this moment, I haven't fully comprehended the technique, or in other words, I haven't finished talking about the spirit spirit before I talk about the Earth Immortal Scroll.
As he preached, the golden scriptures in the sky continued to drop illusory runes, integrating into Wang Zijia's brain, and various information emerged.
Even though Wang Zijia was hiding in the golden light of the golden scale, he could still hear the sound of the grand bell of Ling Zheng, and there was a longing in his heart, wanting to sink into it again.
Fortunately, I won’t be so helpless anymore!
Wang Zijia did not dare to delay any longer and decisively exchanged the blood weight. If he continued like this, his body would really turn into a trickster and hit GG.
"Value +3.5 billion!"
Daoxing: Forty-three thousand five hundred years (43.5 billion/60 billion)
As Wang Zijia exchanged it, the huge blood-red weight quickly turned into a light spot in the sea of consciousness, and then, before the light spot disappeared, it expanded again.
While listening to the sermon, Wang Zijia did not allow himself to be completely addicted, while looking at the pollution weight. When it was about the same size, he immediately exchanged it and let it grow again.
"Value + 2 billion!"
"Value +2.4 billion!"
"Value +1.9 billion!"
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In this way, Wang Zijia listened infatuatedly while constantly exchanging pollution, and his cultivation level continued to rise.
In the outside world, after Wang Zijia woke up and fell into trance again, the strange changes in his body disappeared and changed into his original normal appearance.
The light ball above his head hung back on the illusory tree, but Wang Zijia's aura continued to grow.
One day, two days, ten days...
About a month later, Wang Zijia suddenly felt a shock all over his body.
"Value +1.9 billion!"
Daoxing: sixty thousand years (60 billion/60 billion)
Wang Zijia still didn't wake up from his trance. As if instinctively, he just shook his hands slightly and pinched a magic formula.
"Weng!"
After a slight stagnation, a tiny fluctuation spread, and Wang Zijia's stagnant cultivation began to grow again.
"Value +2.3 billion!"
Cultivation: Late Earth Immortal Stage
Daoxing: sixty-two thousand three hundred years (62.3 billion/100 billion)
After breaking through without any hindrance, Wang Zijia started the crazy absorption mode again.
In this process, as time went by, the mountain spirits and ghosts that had no place on the edge turned into lumps of distorted black mud and disappeared without a trace.
In the square, the demon fairy gates on the futons continued to expand and distort, and were eventually swallowed up by the falling light balls, turning into treacherous realms and the treacherous masters disappeared without a trace.
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