Yihui looked at her and said: “Don’t worry, where can you find the creatures with Lu Po? It’s not bad, maybe it’s a good match.”
With a wave of Wang Xuan’s hand, Mingxuan’s shattered spiritual light was driven out of the mist, and since then it has completely dissipated.
Then, he began to concentrate on watching Yihui “go on the road”. Sure enough, when he “started”, an abnormal fluctuation appeared instantly, which was the restriction left by the opponent’s Lu Breaking Patriarch.
Undoubtedly, even if Patriarch Lu Po left behind, he would not be able to trace back into the mist and put a mark on Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan said to himself: “The creatures of this series are really powerful and incredible. Even if they are separated by infinite distances, they can still perform fuzzy remote sensing through the “forbidden positioning” left behind, just like my whole field. At the same time, special fugues can collect some dao rhymes from other universes.”
In fact, at the end of the endless and distant deep space, in an extremely bright super mythical world, a white-haired and childlike old man with six broken eyes also frowned and said to himself: “Twice in succession, the prohibition I left behind has been activated , every time I can vaguely feel there, but I don’t see that person, it’s weird.”
On the opposite side of him, chaotic energy was steaming in a crystal pool, in which there was a 6-broken Nirvana Holy Lotus emitting 15 colors of strange light, gorgeous and sacred. Among them, two flowers exude an abnormal glow, which are particularly full of vitality, reflecting the figures of Mingxuan and Yihui respectively.
When the sixth-level patriarch broke the “restriction” in the distance, the state and emotions of the two people he felt from afar were all transmitted into the two flowers.
For a while, the two people who recovered experienced various complex emotions such as despair and helplessness, which were the strongest fluctuations emitted by them before they died, which were unforgettable and indelible.
Mingxuan’s emotions are purer.
Yihui’s final emotions were quite complicated. He wept, yelled, and then laughed again, crazy.
“See, it’s risky to go out. You need to be cautious when you follow the Supreme Spirit Expedition and experience across the world. Brother Lu Po is crazy. What kind of human tragedy has he experienced? Cracked.”
In the remnants of the sea of origin, the fog surges, the boat goes away, the scriptures condense the true meaning of the scriptures, and the flower of vision is accompanied by the side, disappearing into the distance.
“This is the 6-broken domain of the True Health Preserving Master.” In the deepest part of the fog, Wang Xuan sat on the boat, holding a teacup with flowing Dao rhyme, and drinking a little lightly. The place is hazy, quiet and natural.
He feels that this is really a great environment for health preservation. After drinking a sip of clear tea, scriptures all over the sky fall into his eyes and sink into the purified empty heart. His whole being has unprecedented tranquility, comprehending the magic of heaven and earth, wandering in the traces left by the saints, realizing the return to the truth, and awakening the only wonderful realm.
He was heading all the way to hell. The boat looked slow in the mist, but actually crossed the old center at an incredible speed, and was already approaching the destination.
Wang Xuan met with Yihui and Mingxuan, learned many secrets, and learned a lot, such as the wonders and equipment in the mist, they are all clear.
His eyes turned to the distance, looking into the depths of eternal silence.
There may be disputes on the other side, and there may be a confrontation between the supreme beings. It may be happening now, or it may break out in hundreds of years. It is a good place to gain insight.
However, Wang Xuan restrained himself, he can’t go to the waves at the moment, he has landed in the remnant of hell, now the most important thing is enlightenment and cultivation.
The vast and bright stage in the distance may be very lively, but it is not the time for him to appear on the stage.
As long as you can still effectively improve your skills in the decaying place, then there is no need to change places to take risks.
The remnants of **** are really vast, empty and desolate, leaving only some broken traces of the city, which is the ruins of a giant city that does not know what era it belongs to.
When Wang Xuan arrived here, the Taoist paper was ups and downs, and scriptures flying all over the sky suddenly appeared. There were really too many scriptures, and the sound of chanting was deafening.
It is mainly due to the accumulation of **** from one century to another. Too many creatures died, and countless wanderers and wanderers belonged to elite disciples of various religions.
However, Wang Xuan is frowning. The scriptures are densely packed, each piece is shining brightly, extremely brilliant, but there are not so many profound scriptures, and many of them are actually fragments.
He understands that although **** is scary, it is also relative. The main reason is that over the past dynasties, the elites of the middle and low realms have died here too much, and they have all become city lords.
They have mastered the complete supreme scriptures, while disciples and disciples have mastered the chapters corresponding to their realm.
So, the most valuable place in the old center must be the ashram of supreme beings. Wang Xuan has already been there, and the results are excellent, among which 36 Chongtian is the most. After all, the most powerful people are mainly concentrated there.
There are also rotten saints in hell, and even true saints have fallen here, but the overall number and level are still much worse than the places where Wu, You, Dao, and Kong live.
Therefore, it seems that there are many flowers here, and the scriptures are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. However, after returning to the truth and refining the rhymes of too many scriptures for this one thing, Wang Xuan discovered that he had seen them in other places and in the 36th Heaven. up.
“There are gains and losses. I am used to seeing the brilliance. Now that I have returned to simplicity, I immediately feel that I have not gained much. Human nature. In fact, if you think about it carefully, this place is also amazing.” Wang Xuan reflected, he was not disappointed , adjust the state of mind, quickly recover the emptiness, and earnestly realize the Tao again.
In the mist, the boat carried him around hell, he became more and more calm, and devoted himself to a new realm of enlightenment.
Busy eyes, endless chapters, turned into rhyme, as a cup of tea slowly flowed into his heart, he comprehended with his heart, saw the endless scriptures, ordinary, supreme, easy to come by, constantly fused and unified, researched own way.
Wang Xuan’s return to the old center this time is of far-reaching and significant significance to him.
In the past few years, he has been in the fog, haunting various places, and he has been enlightened. He has read countless Daoyun scriptures and observed the footsteps of the saints left in the void of history. Confined to a certain scripture.
This enlightenment allowed him to follow his own path.
In fact, even without the guidance of the supreme being, and without the six-breaker by his side, he will not take detours again, comprehend the true rhyme of the immortal scriptures left by the saints of the extraordinary central world of an entire era, he It’s like talking to Gu Xian indirectly.
“I’m tired of fighting and killing, keeping in good health, reading the classics left by gods, giant beasts, and saints. This is the true meaning of a peaceful life.” Clear tea, the wonders of enlightenment are circulating, and his Taoism continues to improve.
Especially, when the boat in the mist came to the deepest remnant of hell, the Taoism-carrying paper tool showed a true rhyme of scriptures, illuminating the entire time and space.
Although it is somewhat incomplete, and the embodied scriptures are incomplete, the essence is preserved, which is enough.
“The Dao of Balance!” Wang Xuan was moved. He knew that there were rules of the Dao of Balance in hell, and even the saints were restricted when they came, so they dared not break the rules at will.
Don’t think too much about it, this is a six-point scripture. Among the countless scriptures, it is too dazzling, and it is not comparable to ordinary classics.
Even if there is a real Bible scroll passing by, it is also dimmed in front of it.
Immersed in Wang Deng in the main domain of true health preservation, self-cultivation, immersion, drinking a sip of tea, emptying the mind, absorbing the immortal charm of the scriptures, and witnessing its trajectory and shining fire in the extraordinary history.
“It’s amazing, even after the dao rhyme appeared in the series of Dao papers, there was no deletion.”
Extraordinary essence, the accumulation of an era, Wang Xuan stayed in **** for 4 years, comprehended countless wonderful truths, and countless galaxies were flowing in his eyes.
Finally, the scriptures all over the sky fell, turning into decayed ashes, and then completely dissipated, returning to the emptiness.
Wang Xuan is not very far away from Yiren Luchongtian.
He didn’t leave in a hurry, stepped out of the fog, stood in the remnants of his real body, and said to himself: “Hell, it used to be the place where my dreams took off, and I will be the best of my peers in the world.”
In the first battle back then, he not only shocked the outside world, but also displayed his pride and self-confidence.
“I know a lot of people here.” He has seen all the strongest disciples of the All Saints Dojo, and a considerable number of 5-breakers were killed by him here.
Of course, his most dazzling record is naturally clearing the realm of true immortals in hell. Almost all the masters of the giant city were sent away by him and sold into the wonders of the dusk.
“If there are newcomers, maybe they will appreciate my kindness?” He smiled brightly. In the next era, it will not be so dangerous for true immortals to enter the **** trial. There is a serious shortage of 5 broken city lords everywhere.
Afterwards, Wang Xuan took out four pitch-black metal pillars, and six mysterious objects, one gold, one red, and two small flags, all of which were densely intertwined with symbols.
“Now, you are not running away? It should be cut off the causal connection with hell, it belongs to me completely.” Wang Xuan said to himself, and then repeated sacrifices.
This is the inheritance he seized after he dug through **** back then. It belongs exclusively to hell, and no one can take it away from generation to generation. In the end, he swept them away with 6 pieces of fog, but when they were in the star sea, as long as they were released, they still wanted to fly to hell.
The six inherited sacred objects in **** are now completely disconnected from the past.
“In the next era, go to the twilight spectacle to see the old friends who were traded out. By the way, go around the alien domain and the true holy area to witness all the secrets.” Wang Xuan sat on the boat and went away. .
He went to many places, and then entered the area corresponding to the extraordinary sea of light, which is boundless, and the channel of radiation has actually spread to other universes.
Wang Xuan has sailed in Chaofan Guanghai for 12 years. In fact, this is still far from reaching the boundary area. The tidal range of Guanghai is actually extremely complicated, crossing the limit of space and time in the universe.
When Wang Xuan drank the last aftertaste of the third cup of green tea and sat quietly for a long time, the light of the royal way burst out from his whole body, sweeping across the sky and the earth.
The entire remnant of the extraordinary sea of light seems to have revived, and the immeasurable holy sea seems to return, the waves are turbulent, and the mythical light spreads to the sky and the earth, and to all parts of the endless deep space.
Wang Xuan officially broke into the realm of the Inhuman 6th Layer and became even stronger.
For a moment, the flower of vision transformed, grew taller, grew, and turned into a giant tree. It merged with the Wanfa tree that Wang Xuan had manifested when he was in the world, and became one. Then, it took root in the mist and stayed by his side. .
At the same time, Wang Xuan got up, pulled out from the crystal lake below his knees, stood on the boat with both feet, and left the water with his whole body.
He was about to pluck the 15-colored strange bamboos on the bank to use them as oars, but suddenly, he had a thought. Immediately left the remnants of the extraordinary sea of light at a speed surpassing the arrow of time.
It has been 84 years since the No. 1 extraordinary source was covered by the umbrella of eternal silence, and it has been 50 years since Wang Xuan returned to the old center. He is now 1599 years old.
In the following time, Wang Xuan continued to travel far and wide, haunting various places in the old extraordinary center. He was sure that almost all the immortal dao rhymes that should be absorbed were carried on the yellow paper.
Because, when he traveled around the ruins again, it didn’t help him much in his practice.
He calmed down. For nearly a hundred years, he had been in seclusion for many years, groping for his own way forward. Compared with the earlier epiphany, it was indeed much slower.
He returns to normal, and if he wants to improve again, he can only do it step by step. Every time a foreigner advances to a higher level in the early stage, it will take at least a thousand years or more, as many as thousands of years, and those who are slow need to cross the era.
Wang Xuan went to see Su Tong and Ling Xuan, and their lives were indeed coming to an end, with gray hair, cloudy eyes, and dullness.
In a sense, the old center has come to an end.
“You are so slow. The escape distance of No. 1 Transcendent Source this time is a bit scary.” He said to himself, if he hadn’t traveled to the highest spiritual world in a boat in the mist, then he probably wouldn’t be able to come back now. !
On the same day, Su Tong and Ling Xuan closed their eyes almost at the same time, and their hands were tightly held together, which heralded the complete end of the generation of Chaofan Old Center.
Wang Xuan approached in the mist after hearing the cries of their descendants ~IndoMTL.com~, and secretly fed the two purple fairy fruits, which came from Mingxuan’s storage bracelet.
Then, he went away, let the two of them quietly, and realize the ruthlessness of time, after dying once, do you want to continue the road of immortality after recovering?
If they still give up this time, then he will not reappear, and the old friendship is over.
Wang Xuan looked at the deep space, which was the direction of the other shore in the depths of eternity, and he thought of many things.
Yihui, Mingxuan and their supreme beings are eyeing the fragments of the real land, and want to reshape the immortal mythical pure land. Is there a group of people who want to do the same?
Wang Xuan thought of Wu, You, Dao, Kong and other supreme powerhouses, and pushed the inexplicably revived old mythology center before the 23rd century into the depths of the Land of Eternal Silence.
“Could it be that their real goal is also the other shore?!” He couldn’t sit still. When the world is dead, there may be a place that is extremely lively and bright, and it may also be accompanied by a high-level battle.
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