Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2294 Cosmic Sangtian, the power outside the Dao! (seeking subscription)

The sky shook.

The entire white mist area was violently surging, and the five directions of the heavens were felt, and the eternal sun, which had never set since ancient times, splashed bright flares.

The King Junhong was roaring, Hongtian Mountain was shaking, and all kinds of avenues and sky rails expanded, crossing the sky above the Junhong God Realm, cutting off all the heavens and seas. In several true gods, there was a revival of divine power, and in the rain of holy light, seven The hazy figure of the god appeared, and they looked at each other, what happened to King Junhong?
However, before they entered Hongtian Mountain, the roar that shook the heavens stopped abruptly, and the voice of King Junhong sounded in their ears at the same time.

"I'm fine, but my mind wanders out of the world and I feel something in my heart."

The god king spoke, and the seven gods had no choice but to stop, but for some reason, they always felt that although the god king's tone sounded as calm as usual, it was a bit blunt, but they couldn't get to the bottom of it. , even as an immortal god, he couldn't get involved.

In Hongtian Mountain.

On the Yang River filled with pure yang and clear air, there are now corpses of dragon carp and yin-yang fish, many of which are incomplete, only a few broken scales are left, and the golden river water is also dyed golden red. They were all shocked to death by the roar of King Junhong, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

The long river of time was trampled under his feet, and the void was like flowing water, passing through the fingers of King Junhong. It was just a sudden change within a breath, and the long river of time was empty, and nothing appeared behind him.

Boom!

The next moment, this corner of the long river of time exploded directly, and the azure eyes of King Junhong were cold, as if they could freeze the heavens through the ages, he snorted coldly: "I don't believe it, you can erase all traces."

hum!
The clear light and rain appeared under his feet, and King Junhong stepped directly into the long river of time and space. He walked against the long river of time and space. The Tao becomes dust, all dharmas are empty, only kalpas are eternal.

This is the rectification of the lawful power of the time-space river, resisting any creatures from disturbing the time-space river and interfering with the past and the future. King Junhong raised his eyebrows: "The Temple of Time and Space still looks at people? Why didn't those wanderers kill them back then? , who dares to bring disaster to me with your face!"

boom!
He raised his hand and pierced through eternity directly, grasping all the time-space lightning in the palm of his hand, and then snorted, he took a step against the long river of time and space, tearing the barriers of time and space, and using his real body to travel back to the sun before a breath. riverside.

I saw groups of golden dragon carp jumping, with brilliant golden scales, shining brightly. Accompanied by the splashing of crystal clear Yanghe water, one after another Yin-Yang fish connected end to end, performing the Yin-Yang Avenue, with the black and white rhyme spreading like ripples , but the gaze of King Junhong was completely gloomy. He forcibly traveled through time and space, and returned to the past. Not only did he go back in time, but there was nothing.

Immediately afterwards, he used various methods, the rules and order were shattered, his destiny was broken by a corner, and the fog was forcibly torn apart, but nothing was found.

Who is it!

God King Junhong was concentrating, and his face was a little ugly. The God King stood on the top of the heavens, and he could get rid of his tracing. There are only a handful of them in the heavens, and even the one in the heavens can't do it. What is this place? In the hinterland of his own dojo, he was beaten with a sap, but he couldn't even find out who the murderer was. If it gets out, there will be another anecdote in the ancient history of heaven.

Universe Sangtian.

Su Qinian took a deep breath, and he is still thinking about it until now. He has never done such an outrageous thing in his life. It really violates his strong heart, but I have to say that the king of gods is the head iron, the supreme eternal battle body It was all cracked, and he took a look at the Fengshen Table in his hand, which was like an inkstone, but it was intact and there was no more crack.

"It's a pity." Su Qinian shook his head lightly.

"What's the pity?" The young man in Tsing Yi looked at him with some vigilance, and always felt that this man was being led astray.

Su Qinian glanced at him, but didn't say a word. He couldn't say that, compared to the Conferred God Platform, he wanted to use the hammer that was used to build the god's throne in the land of the gods, and give the king Junhong a hard blow. Believe it or not, the head of the God King is harder than the God Seat.

But it's a pity, if there is no Conferred God Platform, he will not be able to get close to King Junhong at all, and it will be exposed the moment he makes a move. He intends to drop the hammer, but his morality is too far behind.

Putting his thoughts to rest, Su Qinian looked at the fertile land in front of him. Yes, it was a piece of moist black land covered with all kinds of strange vines. It was only one acre square, surrounded by thick gray fog. Having seen it more than once, he took a deep breath again, looked at the young man in Tsing Yi, and said in a deep voice, "Beyond the world?"

"Probably." The young man in Tsing Yi curled his lips and said, "The Divine Tree of Myriad Tribulations is a bit special. Without the cosmic mulberry field, the mother root would not be unified. In addition, the four ancient taboos seem to be linked with each other. If this cosmic mulberry field Without the Heart of Time and Space, there is no way to get in.”

"Why do I feel that you reflect time and space, and you can see far more into the future than the present." Su Qinian stared at him.

"You're thinking too much, I'm just a little concerned about this universe." The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head, not admitting it.

Then, he stepped on the sticky black soil, but the soles of his feet were not stained, and came to a golden vine, grabbed it, and then lifted it up, a dazzling golden glow, rich and incomparably pure Yang Qingqi, It almost ignited Su Qinian's supreme eternal battle blood, giving him the illusion that he was looking directly at the eternal sun.

After a few breaths, he got used to it, and looked intently, in the hands of the young man in green, under the golden vines, there was a slap-sized sun, not a star in the vast starry sky, but an incomparably pure air, just like the breath of all life. The source is mixed with Zhiyang Dao rhyme. This scene is really unimaginable. Su Qinian looked at the golden vines, and then at the palm-sized Tianyang, and couldn't help saying: "Is this grown in the ground?"

In an acre of black soil, under a random golden vine, there is actually a sky sun planted. This really broke all Su Qinian's cognition in the past. You must know that in ancient times, there was only one sky sun. The era has changed, and the gods cannot be shaken.

What else is being planted in this cosmic mulberry field?
Su Qinian looked at the various vines again, and his expression became extremely solemn. He bent down and tried to scoop up a handful of black soil, but found that it was so heavy that he couldn't even shake a speck of dust. Having taken root in this acre-square cosmic mulberry field, he had no choice but to come to the nearest bright yellow vine. Looking carefully, it was not the true color of this vine at all, but from the pores of that vine. A bright yellow breath that was continuously spit out was more like the stale air in the body.

This is... Xuanhuang's maternal spirit!
In the vast starry sky, the Xuanhuang Mother Qi claims to be able to lay the supreme Dao foundation, conceive the innate world in the body, and plant all kinds of elixir. The wisp of Xuanhuang Mother Qi has also been beaten to death. Even if it is placed in the heavens, Xuanhuang Mother Qi is not available to ordinary people. It is also considered a rare treasure, but in this universe, it has become a waste gas .

boom!
Su Qinian couldn't help picking up the bright yellow vine, but saw a mysterious yellow world break out of the ground, but the world barrier was as big as a baby's fist, like glazed topaz, and a stone ax was actually pregnant in it.

It's a pity that it seems that it has not yet reached the maturity stage. As the ground breaks out, this mysterious yellow world decays at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stone ax that was bred in it also dissipates like a weathered dry stone. The sun that was as big as a palm under the vine was also dimmed, on the verge of extinguishing.

and many more!

Suddenly, the light in Su Qinian's eyes flickered. He stared at the mysterious yellow world that was about to rot in his hands, and felt the Tao rhyme that was about to dissipate. After the overflow, it did not return to the sea of ​​heavens, or in other words, this rhyme is more like coming from the mysterious yellow world itself that grew in the mulberry fields of the universe.

"Did you find out too?" A bright smile appeared on the corner of the youth in Tsing Yi's mouth.

"The power outside the dao!" Su Qinian said in a deep voice, "the dao rhyme here does not belong to the heavens and the sea of ​​dao, the dao rhyme is formed naturally, not just because it is outside the world, it is similar in shape but different from the gods."

"That's right!" A rare scorching color appeared in the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi, "This is where the taboo of the cosmic mulberry field lies. Good fortune conceives mysterious wonders, which are not within the heavens. As long as a seed is planted, at the right time, it will It can even recreate a side of the heavens."

Recreate a side of the heavens!
Su Qinian took a deep breath, it was an ambitious wish, but in this cosmic mulberry field, it might really be possible to reproduce.

In the next half a day, Su Qinian walked all over the acre-square cosmic mulberry field, and picked up a few vines again, which further confirmed the speculation and deduction in his heart, and also gave him a deeper understanding of the power outside the Dao The comprehension begins to touch the root and essence.

The so-called outside the Dao is within the heavens, outside the ten thousand daos, if the other side is reborn in the heavens, and the ten thousand daos have not yet appeared, even the most common five-element law can also be called the power outside the dao.

And in this cosmic mulberry field, Dao rhymes are natural, similar in shape and mysterious, and gave Su Qinian another kind of understanding. The so-called Pi Dao, even if it is based on the original heart, is a deep excavation of one's own identity, and it is not created out of nothing, just like him. At the beginning, when I comprehended all the mysteries of the Dao, whether the Dao Rhyme in this world can also be artificially interfered and reorganized.

Here, he vaguely grasped that the most likely interference in tempering and forging his own first track may come from the inherent rules and order of the heavens and seas.

But this cosmic mulberry field is not within the heavens...

Su Qinian's spiritual sparks kept blooming, his eyes gradually brightened, and he inadvertently glanced at them, and suddenly froze, because he saw that in the abbot's open space in the corner of the universe, the young man in Tsing Yi was struggling to wield his bronze sword... … is digging holes.

(End of this chapter)