As soon as he finished speaking, the treasure pavilion collapsed, and a bright nebula appeared under his feet, slowly turning. The next moment, the starlight gradually disappeared, and the endless void returned to the beginning of chaos. The laws were one and the same, and time and space evolved. After countless calamities, deep in the darkness , a bit of pure spiritual energy burst out, rolled and swayed, and turned into a vast sea of clouds. The ancestor of Huntian came into being, sat and watched the clouds rise, and then Xuanyuantian emerged.
If Emperor Wei Tian had some enlightenment, wherever his spiritual thoughts moved, the treasure pavilion would appear hidden and emerge, and a ball of starlight would fall from the void, and the laws would be connected and thrown directly into his sleeve. His consciousness blurred for a while. Emperor Wei Tiandi calmed down and slowly opened his eyes, only to see himself sitting upright in the Tonghai Palace. The soothing incense in the furnace was burning to the end. Bichanzi was looking at him with a slightly surprised expression. It seems that he noticed something.
He didn't take a closer look at what he got in his sleeves. He stood up, nodded to Bichanzi, and stepped out of the Tonghai Palace. He looked at the sea of clear spirit clouds and realized in his heart that what he just saw must be the birth of the sea of clear spirit clouds. At the beginning, the ancestor Huntian was born in Xuanyuan Tian, and he was outstanding. The other great sages and great virtues were all his descendants. The origins of the four pure and mysterious four realms were mostly similar.
The law of chaos is the source of the three thousand avenues.
Taoist Xiuhe and other great virtues walked out of Tonghai Hall one after another, with indifferent expressions and no clues. Bi Chanzi led everyone back to Tongxuan Hall to pay homage to Patriarch Huntian. The ancestor sat on the Dragon Rolling Chair, resting his forehead on his hands, thoughtfully, and sweeping his eyes over everyone one by one. He paused for a moment before Emperor Wei Tian, stood up from his sleeves, and said slowly: "It can't be delayed, fellow Taoists. Follow Pindao to the 'Kongkong Realm'!"
Everyone bowed their heads in agreement, only to see Patriarch Huntian flick his finger, and countless stars in Tongxuan Hall gradually lit up, flashing on and off, forming a specific and subtle nebula, slowly rotating, and beyond the nebula, a dark and lightless land suddenly appeared. In the eyes, it is like a black hole collapsing inwards, swallowing everything, not even the starlight can escape.
The Patriarch of Huntian kneaded the magic formula, and the sea of clear spirit clouds rolled like a tide. The laws burst into flames, mixed together, conflicted and melted with each other, and returned to the beginning of chaos. A crack suddenly opened in the void, like a long and narrow eye, sunken in the center. , dark and unfathomable, like pupils. The ancestor stepped into it first, Taoist Xiuhe and others followed closely behind, and Bichanzi stepped in last. After a few breaths, the cracks suddenly closed, and the clear sea of clouds gradually subsided.
The endless void is deep and dark, and the "Trapped Sky Realm" is like a sleeping beast, exuding a trace of hostility. As far as the eye can see, there are only two or three stars, sparse and undetectable. Looking back at the way we came, the "Xuanyuantian" nebula is like a Small dishes. Ancestor Huntian walked ahead with his sleeves fluttering, and he pushed aside time and space and landed in a dead place. Surrounded by barren mountains and wilderness, there was no life, no vegetation, snakes and insects. It was obviously a "dead place" where all life had disappeared. The ancestor called Bichanzi to the front, pondered for a moment, and held a ray of Qi with three fingers. He sent it into Bichanzi's hand and ordered him to follow the guidance of his Qi and go to see "Miao Yuan Tian" Wu Huanzi. .
Bi Chanzi perked up and took the order to leave. Ancestor Hun Tian withdrew his gaze. Now that the group had arrived outside the "Trapped Sky Realm", there was no rush and they would wait for the news of Wu Huanzi. Emperor Wei Tian saw this and realized something in his heart. From the clear spirit cloud sea to the outside of the "Sinking Sky Realm", with the help of the ancestor's magical power, it was only a stick of incense. If he relied on his own foot power, the "Xuan Yuantian" would be vast. It’s boundless and I don’t know when I can cross it. The Great Master is blocked by time and space, so he is not omnipotent. From this, it can be seen that only the Patriarch Hun Tian, the "Qing Yuantian" Ge Zhenren, and the "Miao Yuantian" Wu Huangzi are above the heavens are qualified. Say, "First there is our party, then there is heaven."
Although he ranks among the great virtuous men, he is one step lower than those three and cannot be considered a member of "our party."
The mysterious discussion was held in advance, but it did not happen overnight. It still took some time to arrange it. Taoist Xiuhe and others dispersed and found a secluded place to carefully examine what they had obtained from Tonghai Palace, whether it was refining or sacrificing. The more strength you have, the more likely you are to win.
Emperor Wei Tian said hello to Da Fu and Xiu Hai, exchanged a few words with each other, and then said goodbye to each other. Their bodies were scattered with countless stars, shining brightly, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. This place was so unusually large that Emperor Wei Tian fled hundreds of millions of miles away and landed deep in the mountains. He found a secluded place to settle down and sat down at the foot of a protruding cliff, closing his eyes and observing carefully. After snooping, he took out what he had obtained from his sleeve.
There was no elixir or rare treasure hidden in that ball of starlight. It was just a shadow, like a flat fragment, about the size of a tiger's mouth, with edges and corners, half square but not round, and no clues could be seen for a moment. Emperor Wei Tian wanted to take it out, but was blocked by the starlight. He looked carefully for a long time with his spiritual mind. In the small group of starlight, there were thousands of overlapping laws, birth and death, and evolution, just like a concrete and microscopic small world.
To take out the fragment intact is not something that can be done overnight. Fortunately, the laws contained in the starlight are the purest star power. Emperor Wei Tian is very familiar with it. He can deduce hundreds of years with his spiritual thoughts, and the outside world only passes by one day and one night. . This derivation was of course a way to unblock the starlight, and Emperor Wei Tian was able to connect with the "Xuanyuantian" nebula. Countless mysterious principles came to his mind, as if he had sacrificed an extra realm, and his Taoism had deepened.
Simply unblocking the starlight would bring a lot of benefits. Emperor Wei Tian had high expectations for what was hidden. He stretched out three fingers, and the starlight spread out layer by layer. The wind was gentle and the clouds were light, and he picked up the fragment in his hand. The confinement was gone, and the small fragment was so heavy that it almost slipped from his fingers. Emperor Wei Tiandi groaned, turned his wrist, and held it firmly in his palm. The next moment, he lost control of his arm and suddenly Falling down.
His expression changed drastically. He held his wrist with his left hand and put his right elbow on his thigh. He arched his body and raised the veins on his forehead. He used all his strength to hold the small fragment. Suddenly there was nothing underneath him, and the ground collapsed, like rammed earth. One foot after another was pounded, and in just over ten breaths, it was buried deep in the ground. The earth and stone were already as hard as iron, but they still could not support the weight of the fragments, and they continued to move forward. Lower subsidence.
Emperor Wei Tian knew that this thing was rare and was unwilling to let it go. In his busy schedule, he mobilized his star power and weaved the threads of law to wrap up the fragments layer by layer, reducing the unbearable weight bit by bit. He spared no effort and spent all his energy After removing 30% of the vitality, I put this thing away. Looking up, he couldn't see the skylight. He was buried underground, no one knew how deep it was. Emperor Wei Tian took a long breath of turbid air, and without rest, he summoned the power of the law to open up a cave in the ground. He spread his palms and looked at the fragment with concentration. His spiritual thoughts carefully wrapped around it and explored it in detail.
After more than a hundred breaths passed, Emperor Wei Tian realized that this object was called the "First Year Meteor", which was transformed from the source when the star fell. It was a small piece that almost contained the source of star power in one world. It fell to others. It was useless in his hands, but it was extremely precious to him.
