Chapter 105: True immortals are as small as ants

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1980Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
What you see is reality. Gaya is sleeping in the past. The long river of time has quietly changed its direction. The second wave of impact has been wiped out out of thin air. It has never happened. The whole heaven is surrounded by it, at a loss. Since Zhao Yuanshi, the master of Yuqing Palace, and the master of Tusita Palace Li Laojun and the Lord of the Guangming Palace surrendered and surrendered, only to give up the invasion in the abyss. The three realms temporarily escaped the disaster. They were secretly grateful. They deeply felt that time did not wait for us, and worked tirelessly to understand the method of the upper realm, hoping to be the first to make a breakthrough.

To reverse the long river of time and turn the wheel of fate, one must pay an immeasurable price. This time Emperor Wei Tian surrendered all the laws of nirvana and took advantage of the situation. Fortunately, he got his wish, and such an opportunity would never happen again. If he hadn't realized the fleeting secret in the dark, he would never have acted in a hurry.

The long river of time flows endlessly, and the passing away is like this. The past becomes the present day by day, and the present becomes the future day by day. In the land of the three realms, only Emperor Wei Tian stands outside the long river, omniscient and omnipotent, witnessing all changes, and has enlightenment in his heart. , the law of star power completes another corner. The star power was like a tide, and the three realms resonated. The law once again called him to abandon his existing body. The impact came as expected, unprecedentedly violent. Fortunately, the Emperor of Heaven was well prepared, and the world-fixing anchor anchored him to this body. At this time, here, Survive the disaster safely.

The closer we get to the end of the upper realm, the more dangerous the impact from the source will be. The waves are rushing through the sand. There is not even one great master in the upper realm who can reach this point. It has nothing to do with Taoism and magical powers. Every impact is directed at oneself. There is no way to avoid it. This is naked. Intrusion and subversion, failure means self-destruction, and those who can ultimately achieve great virtues are all survivors with vast supernatural powers and perseverance.

The ancestor of the Abyss used the power of Nirvana to protect his consciousness and resist the erosion and assimilation of the law of blood and energy. Kaya was the manifestation of the will of the abyss and entered the world. He inherited the same line and controlled the law of blood and energy. It was logical to follow in the footsteps of the ancestor of the abyss. However, Emperor Wei Tian was not optimistic about him. There are also disputes among the great masters. The founder of the abyss was knocked out of consciousness by the fire that burns the sky. This may not have anything to do with the conflict of laws. Kaya wants to repeat his old tricks. Even if he is lucky enough to get there, he will not be able to escape the disaster of annihilation.

By holding the Divine Seal of Miluo Town, one can peer into the long river of time, apply external force within a limited range, and slightly reverse the fortunes. This is the limit that Emperor Wei Tian can achieve. It was this small change that caused the long river of time to flow in a completely different direction, pushing the Emperor of Heaven into an unknown direction. Returning from the abyss to the Three Realms, Wei Shiqi stepped on the key points every step of the way, and accumulated a lot of experience before he took his destiny into his own hands and reached the end of the upper realm. There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and taking the last step means abandoning the past and starting a new journey. A frog in a well cannot talk to the sea, a summer insect cannot talk to the ice, and the three realms of the abyss are just small ponds, no longer worth looking back on.

Time flies by, not knowing where it comes from or where it is going. On this day, Emperor Wei Tian suddenly had something in his heart. The thirty-sixth palace in the heaven had another great power, and his energy was unstoppable, causing turmoil in all the palaces and chaos in his spiritual energy.

The land of the Three Realms is incomparable to the abyss. Before this, there were only two people who had truly reached the upper realm through self-cultivation. One was Tathagata Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple in Xitian Lingshan, and the other was Bo Xun, the demon lord of Zizui Tian. The body of a puppet is controlled by others. Cao Mumeng, the master of Wangjing Palace, uses the "eclipse ghost" to grasp the rules. He is inferior to others and cannot go any further. Although the scenery in the upper realm is good, it is not easy to reach the sky in one step. In the view of Emperor Wei Tian, ​​there is still a glimmer of possibility for the three people in heaven, Zhao Yuanshi, the master of Yuqing Palace, Li Laojun, the master of Tushita Palace, and Li Yukou, the master of Guangming Palace.

The Emperor of Heaven stepped out of the Five Bright Immortal Realm and landed in the Lingxiao Palace. He raised his eyes and looked up, but he saw that on the 33rd day, the Tushita Palace was steaming with clouds and rain, entangled with thunder and fire, and there were thousands of scenes. It was clearly Li Laojun who had come to the upper realm. However, he did not follow the above two methods, but went directly to the next method, using the four spirits of thunder as a ladder to climb up, using his strength to reach the sky, and achieve great power in the upper realm.

The Yangjun Furnace in Tushita Palace is the largest furnace in heaven. It is a treasure born from the harmony of yin and yang in heaven and earth when the Hongmeng first opened. It lasts for endless years and is indestructible. Eight thunder dragons are born in the furnace, each with its own spirituality. He was born as a boy and had "Lei" as his surname. Lei Siling went into the abyss to practice, and was watched by Wei Shiqi's green eyes. After returning to the heaven, he swallowed the remaining seven thunder dragons, monopolized the Yangjun furnace, completely got rid of Li Laojun's control, and worshiped at the feet of the Emperor of Heaven.

Li Laojun was not as chaotic as Zhao Yuanshi, nor as stunningly talented as Li Yukou. He thought that he could not catch up with the power of the two magic powers, so he begged the Emperor of Heaven to give him a Yang Jun Furnace to perform sacrifices and refining, and to take it as his true treasure. The following method ascends to the upper realm. He is not just afraid of difficulties, but has other considerations. The eight thunder dragons in the Yangjun furnace work together to activate the eight desolate and eight combined thunder fires to sacrifice the precious fetus. They have infinite power. The four thunder spirits have been accumulated for tens of millions of years, but they only lack a little chance. , the Emperor of Heaven can not only enlighten the "eclipse ghost", but also create the four thunder spirits.

When he is in this situation, he is no longer willing to take risks for perfection. Mr. Li does not want to go to the end of the upper realm and create a new world. For him, there is not much difference between the middle and lower methods. The Yang Jun Furnace is far above the soul-suppressing Gao Yahuan, and the Lei Siling is beyond the reach of the "eclipse ghost". Once Li Laojun has reached the upper realm, he has steadily surpassed the master of Wangjing Palace, Cao Mumen, and is as good as a puppet. Jiang Ye is equal to him, which is enough for him.

Mr. Li was sitting in the Tushita Palace with a smile on his face, but Lei Siling was like an ant on a hot pot, sitting or standing, walking or stopping, leaving behind a figure wrapped in thunder and lightning, crackling. Forty-nine days passed, and the Tusita Palace was submerged in a dazzling electric light. Mr. Li completed his work, raised his finger, thunder rumbled through the heaven, and the electric light rolled up and gathered together in one place. From head to toe, turbulent thunder patterns appeared on every inch of the skin of Chu Lei Si Ling, changing rapidly and gradually disappearing.

Mr. Li flicked his sleeves and took away Lei Siling, and walked slowly out of Tushita Palace. On the thirty-three days, all the palaces congratulated each other, except for the leader of Guangming Palace, who had realized the higher realm and could not leave in seclusion. Once he became one of the great masters in the upper realm, he realized that under the laws, true immortals were as small as ants. Fortunately, the Heavenly Emperor was able to survive the impact of the blood energy of the abyss.

He nodded in greeting, with a smile on his face, without being arrogant, and went all the way to Lingxiao Hall to solemnly pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven. Emperor Wei Tian's eyes fell on him, and he could see through the depth at a glance. Various opportunities converged. Although Li Laojun took down the method to achieve the upper limit, he also touched the lower limit of the Chinese method, which was far above Cao Kamen. The lower method borrowed the true soul of his life to reach the upper realm. Lei Siling was born with the body of a thunder dragon, and his thunder patterns were completely natural. Although he was not as powerful as Jiang Ye, the queen of heaven, and his wonderful body, it was not far behind. Mr. Li retreated Seeking second place can be said to have a unique eye.

Under the Great Dao, there is no distinction between monarch and minister. Once he entered the upper realm, Emperor Wei Tian did not hesitate to call him "fellow Taoist", but Mr. Li did not dare to overstep his bounds, and was willing to stay in the lower position and carry out the courtesy of a minister. The two sat and talked about Taoism and the practice of higher realms. The Emperor of Heaven clarified his confusion with a few words. Mr. Li was able to avoid many detours and suddenly felt refreshed and enlightened.

There are no outsiders in the Lingxiao Palace. Only Jin Jielu stands aside, pricking up his ears and reciting silently, not missing every word of the Emperor of Heaven.