In the chaos, a dim magic light flew past.
Although this magic light is dim, the artistic conception contained in it is actually quite leisurely, and you can even hear the sound of drinking wine from time to time.
Rumble, rumble! ! !
Seeing this magic light leaving the Southeast Boundary Sea and passing by the Eastern Boundary Sea, in the chaos ahead, there was suddenly a fierce confrontation between several figures.
"Which holy master are you, and you actually want to take advantage of the chaos to steal the remains of the ancient buildings of my fairy clan?!"
"Hahahaha, anyway, the real essence of Jianmu has been turned into a sword spirit, and is always with the Emperor of Heaven. The remaining few empty shells are just like the miscellaneous hairs and nails that fell off the divine sword. You fairy spirits It would be too stingy for the clan not to borrow it for a look!"
"Hmph, if the essence of Jianmu is still there, it will be treated as the support of the clan leader himself. Do you still dare to offend?"
The four holy masters of the fairy clan are besieging two powerful holy masters who hide their heads and faces and don't know where they come from.
When a magic light passed by in the sky, all the magical powers they had exerted suddenly disappeared, allowing the magic light to fly past easily and smoothly.
The six Holy Lords were all taken aback, each on guard and retreated far away.
The prelude to this great catastrophe has begun, and there are many disputes in the boundary sea.
Wherever the Great Sage Boniu passed, there were countless strong men who were fighting and became wary. They stopped fighting in the middle of the battle.
However, some strong men seized the opportunity and dealt a cruel blow to the opponent, causing the intensity of the battle between the two sides to rise again.
There are also some unruly people who, in order to cope with the catastrophe, practiced hard behind closed doors and achieved certain secret techniques. When they saw the magic light flying by, they secretly followed it, looking for an opportunity to try their own methods on the Great Sage Boniu.
But they often couldn't follow him for long, and their hearts would be touched inexplicably. Suddenly, when they looked back, they lost sight of the Great Sage Boniu.
Drunk eyes are blurred, the three thousand worlds are reversed, life and death are reversed, and dreams are coherent.
The Great Sage Boniu himself is the inheritor of the spiritual lineage of ancient gods and demons. He is equal to life and death, and all things are one. He sees reality as a dream and is wild and unrestrained.
If he wants to leave, the eighteen human saints will join forces to launch a surprise attack, but they will not be able to keep him. How can these people easily touch his tail?
Fortunately, the Great Sage Boniu was in a hurry and didn't care about them.
If it were the Lingxi God and Demon of the past, it would act even more unscrupulously, causing all creatures who had seen its true form or come into contact with any trace of it to fall into a boundless dream and condense into a dream body. , as a lingxi family, traveled around countless worlds, interfered with cause and effect, and gradually dragged the infinite world into the dream.
Because the Lingxi family members are like dreams and illusions, seemingly tangible and shadowy, everything is as usual, they will be injured and painful, but once they die, they will regroup their dream bodies, erase their injuries, and recover as before.
Therefore, in ancient times, the Lingxi lineage was extremely active and powerful.
During a certain catastrophe, Tai Qing Chi Ming's providence was divided into ten parts, and the Lingxi lineage also occupied one part, and it is expected to go further.
Unfortunately, just because he had that share of God's will, when Yi exhausted his efforts and shot down the Nine Suns to calm down the catastrophe, Lingxi God also died, and the Lingxi lineage turned from prosperity to decline.
Nowadays, apart from the great sage Boniu, there is no second powerful person in the heavens and worlds who has the lineage of gods and demons.
Even the emperors and immortals of this clan are very few, and most of them did not continue on the path of gods and demons, but embarked on the path of Xuanmen.
The Great Sage Boniu left the Southeast Boundary Sea, passed through the Eastern Boundary Sea, and then turned north. After flying for a long time, he finally saw the gateway to the Old Wilderness.
From the ancient catastrophe to the present, the true forms of gods and demons, which are infinitely derived and eternally circulating, are like a tower of sand and light standing together to form a majestic divine gate.
He flew into the divine gate and threw the three demon saints out without stopping or talking to them. He was far away in the blink of an eye.
The three Demonic Saint Lords had been on guard, but now they breathed a sigh of relief.
They stepped into the void, stabilized their bodies, and looked up. They felt that the sky here was strangely ancient, vague and infinite in appearance. Its height could not be explored, and its breadth could not be measured.
"Two Taoist brothers, where is this? How come I feel that in every inch of space and every thing here, if I examine carefully, I can detect some traces of the true form of gods and demons?"
A demonic saint with a tall head and horns and a slender figure spoke with a hint of surprise in his tone.
This place actually seemed more comfortable to him than when he was in heaven.
The other two Demonic Saint Lords looked at each other with somewhat sad expressions on their faces, and said, "Dear brother, haven't you heard of the Old World of the Wilderness?"
The Holy Lord was surprised and said: "Isn't that a very evil place?"
"The Great Wilderness mainly cultivates the way of gods and demons. If you practice Taoism and Buddhism here, most of the methods will not even be able to be practiced at all. Changes will occur. Of course, it will be a cruel and evil place."
The most experienced Holy Master said, "But before we ascended, we followed the path of gods and demons, and cultivated to a state equivalent to that of an immortal. However, we had some merits and virtues, and were guided by the heavens. Later, we had to cultivate in the heavens to become emperors and saints. Lord, I have come to the wilderness in the future, and now that I have set foot in it, I will naturally feel comfortable."
The heaven is vast and will not suppress any kind of path, but it will not give preferential treatment to any kind of path. However, it is obviously different here in the wilderness.
However, these three demonic saints were not creatures of the wilderness. When they strayed into this place, they felt that something was not good, so they had to restrain their aura and secretly find a way out.
They turned around and wandered around the vast land without finding the Great Wilderness Gate. However, they found that this great wilderness really deserves the name of the Great Wilderness. Many places are barren landforms, hiding the murderous spirit of the ancient battlefields and the remnants of supernatural powers. It is quite... Dangerous.
But occasionally I encounter some cities that are extraordinarily rough and noisy, as if all the splendor of those desolate places have been concentrated in these cities, where they indulge in sex and fight straightforwardly. The likes and dislikes of the residents are written on their faces.
The origin of the Old World in the Wilderness is unique.
Gonggong was originally the great sage who led one side of the human race, but he became the lord of the wilderness, and personally opened up a country in the chaos. He claimed that "love is truly beautiful, come to my door, and all souls in the wilderness will be happy.", and more It has attracted many secret realms and ancient battlefields created in previous catastrophes, and integrated them into them, becoming the foundation of the Great Wilderness lineage.
Later, he was defeated in the great catastrophe and was suppressed by Zhuan Xu, forming the Emperor Demon Pool. The country he opened was also exiled into chaos and hidden.
Over the past 5.6 billion years, only a small number of demonic earthly and celestial beings have entered the Old Wilderness when they ascended, and the conditions for subsequent cultivation are far less convenient and stable than in the heavenly realm.
Therefore, the number of emperor-level powerhouses in the Old Wilderness is already the smallest among the major forces.
Among the emperors, there are even fewer powerful Holy Lords who can successfully open up a great world and develop their own holy land to its peak.
Not to mention compared to the entire heaven, or forces such as the human race and Lingshan.
Even compared with any of the eight heavenly divisions, it is at a huge disadvantage in terms of the number of holy masters.
The Great Sage Boniu had no friendship with the three demon saints, but he came to rescue them and brought them to the Old Wilderness just to see that the three of them were not following the path of demons.
In the demonic world, those who are either formless demons or demons with forms belong to the lineage of gods and demons, and have a deep connection with the wilderness. Such people are really rare, and it would be a pity to let them be buried in Lihuo Miaoyan Palace in a daze.
However, there are only four or five powerful Heavenly Masters left over from ancient times in the wilderness, which is actually more than any of the eight Heavenly Courts.
What Great Sage Boniu wants to see now is an old friend he made in ancient times, with whom he has a very deep friendship.
"Chi Qiao, I'm back."
The Great Sage Boniu stopped outside the vast and endless black fog, took a sip of wine, blew out a strong wind full of alcohol, opened a passage in the black fog, and then slowly descended.
Inside this black mist, there is a great realm of its own, but it is not the ordinary way of dividing time to form countless starry skies, but an endless wilderness, divided into many areas, all under a dark sky.
This is also the structure of the great world that the gods and demons of the Great Wilderness prefer the most. It is very simple and crude. The void is extremely huge, the sky is extremely high, the earth is extremely thick, and there are many types of objects.
However, in order to promote development, such a structure is not as clever as the method of dividing time and deriving countless starry universes, and requires more energy, so it is often laughed at by Xuanmen monks as clumsy.
But if a heavenly saint sees this avenue world in front of him, he will definitely find something strange.
This great realm may have originally been based on the path of the gods and demons of the Great Wilderness, but now, no one can tell what it is.
Here, in some places, stone pillars penetrate the clouds, holding up billions of layers of sky. The sun, moon and stars, like drops of dew, wind down from the stone pillars and form a sea of nebulae and stars.
In some places, sacred trees sway and take root in the underworld, and the ghost kingdom takes shape in the roots of the tree. With the movement of nutrients, it slowly rises in the tree. When it actually bears fruit, the ghost kingdom will end its life. When it collapses and shrinks.
In some places, there is only one independent mountain. It is both wonderful and high, like the king of mountains. The shape of the mountain and the foot of the mountain are majestic. There are tens of billions of suns and moons on the mountain. They are eternal and there is no sign of the movement of the sun and the moon. The light of the sun and the moon is also a kind of eternity. Solid posture.
All this is just the tip of the iceberg.
The great sage Boniu fell into this place and took a leisurely stroll. In the blink of an eye, he passed by countless scenes like this, and gradually he saw a big pale river hanging down from the sky.
He chased the river for an unknown amount of time until he came to a lonely cliff.
The big river is hanging down from the solitary cliff. You can faintly see a figure sitting at the source of the river on the cliff.
"I called you, but you didn't answer me."
The Great Sage Boniu looked at the long pale river that meandered for an unknown distance and said, "It's time for you to tidy up your hair."
As soon as he said these words, the entire long river began to churn, and countless white shadows flew up, staring directly at him.
These white figures are extremely long and slender, like water lines, but the top is swollen a bit, shaped like water droplets. There are several holes on the round face. At first glance, it looks like a miserable human face. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that It feels like nothing.
"Ouch, so ugly."
The great sage Boniu quickly covered his eyes with his hands, took a sip of wine and squirted it out. In an instant, all the white shadows turned into beauties, with beautiful smiles, watching the waves, standing or sitting, or swimming together, each with its own unique interest. .
If it were an ordinary thing, his sip of wine could really create so many beauties. They would evolve naturally in nature, be beautiful and graceful, and just happen by the way.
But he knew that for this pale river whose essence was extraordinary, his sip of wine could only be regarded as a short-term blindfold.
The figure on the cliff moved, and a dry voice came out.
"Where's the eternal fire?"
"I didn't get the fire, so I collected a gourd. Oh my, it's almost the same. You can use it as you see fit."
The Great Sage Boniu threw a gourd on it, and while enjoying the singing and dancing, he said, "I think you almost killed yourself trying to practice such a thing."
"It has been 5.6 billion years, and you are getting more and more boring. This time after the Eternal Calamity Fire is used, I don't care whether you can practice it or not, you have to go out with me for a walk, otherwise..."
After taking another sip of wine, the Great Sage Boniu's face turned cold and solemn, and his voice was low, causing a mighty thunder.
"I'll kick your firewood piles to pieces, pull out your rotten hair, and smash your stove!!!"
The Great Sage Chi Qiao didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all. After taking the gourd, he opened it on the spot and took a sip.
The divine fire of eternal calamity suddenly burned in his seven orifices, and the long hair on his head was made from the sighs of strong men from all previous calamities and became spirits. They were neither ghosts nor souls, nor demons nor gods.
At this time, being burned by the divine fire of eternal calamity, countless beauties turned into their original appearance of white shadows, dancing wildly in the sky, not knowing whether they were happy or angry.
"This gourd may be enough. You can go out. I'm going to refine my sword."
The Great Sage Boniu felt helpless.
He had really exhausted all his persuasion and threats more than once, so he had no choice but to say the last thing.
"Don't really train yourself to death."
Chi Qiao always felt that the sword-refining technique he pioneered had collected the sighs of the world for a long time. After being refined, it could kill ancient Buddhas, subdue gods and demons, control great catastrophes, and drink the blood of the Emperor of Heaven.
But he is only an intermediate Tianzun. In the past 5.6 billion years, his cultivation has made no progress at all.
Refining, refining, refining, what can be achieved?
The world sighs and forges a sword. At most, it is just another eternal calamity divine fire. However, when the eternal calamity divine fire was at its peak, it could not defeat the high-level Tianzun just by relying on the power of the divine fire.
Great Sage Boniu shook his head and walked out.
When he left, he didn't notice that there was another white shadow in the white shadows in the sky, which was the result of his sigh.
"All the gods and Buddhas, all the spirits in the void, Luo Luo Xuanzong, the old ghosts... Every time I think about the great calamity, I can't help but sigh..."
"Even those beings who have fully cultivated the Tao Fruit must be sighing for the great calamity!"
The great sage Chiqiao put his hands together and smashed the wine gourd. His ghost-like face and deep, numb eyes seemed to become more energetic under the light of the fire.
"The fire of eternal calamity, my sword, only needs the last step to open it..."
"You can trace the traces of the void, so if you are used as a guide and combined with the sighs of the gods throughout the ages, can you get the sighs of the enlightened ones..."
"Come on, come on, my sword will definitely succeed!"
(End of chapter)
