The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 199 The Emperor's Thoughts
The Emperor's Gold Medal is here!
Wu Ming was overjoyed, and managed to suppress his emotions, he was sure that this was the genuine Heavenly Book.

Because my divine sense has a sense of Taoism when I touch the golden bamboo slips a little bit, as if I am looking directly at the source of heaven in a world, even with the protection of the strange fairy Dao fruit, I can't peep for a long time.

And the primordial furnace is also trembling, and the aura that is exactly the same as the conceptual spirit makes it react.

This is normal. After all, the book of heaven is part of the root, and there must be taboos about the difference between taking the time to realize it and observing Cthulhu.

The correct way to do it is to start with Taihuang's notes, and then expand further after you fully understand it.

Strictly speaking, the golden medal should only refer to this chapter of Taihuang Dao Dharma. His summary of the understanding of heaven and earth may not be correct, nor may it be wrong. It is like a thousand readers reading a book, each with their own insights.

"The Heavenly Book is a bit similar to the senses of the Taoist Master Taichu, but of course the effect is far inferior."

Wu Ming recalled the side insights he had obtained when he first entered the Dao Path and looked directly at Tai Chu, thoughtfully, then he looked around with a guilty conscience, afraid of being discovered by others.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanjing, Chen Hao, the Great Prince of the East China Sea and other immortal seeds knew nothing about it, and they were still struggling to suppress the Golden Crow.

"It's so smooth, it's like feeding the rice to my mouth with my own hands, just waiting for me to open my mouth."

Wu Ming was puzzled, he didn't know what was God's will looking for in him?Shuangdaotu first-grade supernatural power? It is indeed extraordinary, but against the gods, he is only potential.

"Forget it, let it take its course. It is rumored that every child of luck will pick up the heavenly book when he is weak, which is completely illogical. When he becomes strong, he will lose it due to inexplicable influence."

He thought about it, tried to run the Yuanshi furnace, wrapped the golden bamboo slips, and refined them into his own.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ming just tried a little bit, and he had a terrifying premonition of imminent disaster. He immediately stopped, and sneered in his heart. Sure enough, the emperor's will would not allow him to easily grasp the gold medal.

Even the son of luck is not qualified to take the book of heaven as his own, which is much more grand than the world of longevity.

Wu Ming suppressed his thoughts and began to think about what he would do if he went out, whether he would be forced to search the secret treasures in his body by the outsiders from Lingxu Zhenxian and Yuanshen, and force him to donate the gold medal.

"Probably not." He thought to himself: "Taoists value privacy, and as a fairy seed, I will not forcefully explore, but it may be unavoidable to screen out lies and make oaths."

Now Wu Ming really has a feeling of worrying about gains and losses. More importantly, the gold medal cannot be taken away from this world. He can't live in the imperial Han all the time, so he can't just put the gold medal in the cave.

"Although the fortune fluctuates, the gain and loss of treasures cannot be controlled by oneself, but at least the gold medal cannot be lost before the fifth level."

Wu Ming decided that if there was such a sign, he would use the Yuanshi Furnace to refine the gold medal immediately, and then escape through the Daluo Temple. There was also a countermeasure on the left and right.

It's a big deal to wait until the Dao has achieved great success before coming back.

He wants to take one step at a time, first to see what the outside world has to say, if he is not authentic, he will leave immediately, the Taoism has already been obtained, and the resources are abundant.

"The Taihuang Golden Seal seems to have recorded some experiences of the Taihuang in his later years. I will take a closer look at what happened here, and maybe it can clear up some of my doubts."

After flipping through Wu Ming's spiritual thoughts a few times, he focused on refining the Golden Crow Spirit Body.

Brilliant!
A round of Haoyang supported by Fusang swelled, but was blocked by domain after domain.

Compared to other real people who are just trying to suppress it, Wu Ming is refining the origin, now it depends on whether he is in front of the Taoists to control the spirit of the cave, or the new real people are rushing to imprison the Golden Crow before he refines the cave.

Of course, no matter what, Wu Ming has made a lot of money.

Just as the Jinwu's struggling strength became weaker and weaker, and everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the situation suddenly changed again.

Rumble!
The Great Emperor's Cave seemed to have reached a certain limit. It continued to vibrate, the earth dragon turned over, the sky dimmed, and Wu Ming was frightened. It couldn't be that they frantically usurped the spirit energy, causing the cave to collapse.

Suddenly, above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient temple appeared, hazy and unclear, as if in the clouds and mist, and as if in another world.

The ancient temple has a special aura, as if opening up an ancient universe, evolving three thousand realms, surrounded by golden mist, and the atmosphere is myriad.

"Is it the Taihuang Dojo?!"

"The former residence of His old age!"

Everyone below exclaimed, opening up an acre of mysterious Qingyun, only to see crystal clear pure yang ideas born like big pearls and small pearls falling from a jade plate, and they turned into Taoist avatars, exuding a strong force. The breath, soaring on the clouds and riding the fog.

And their real deities, with high and faint aura, still sat alone to suppress the spirit of the Golden Crow.

Seeing this, Wu Ming became envious, and Yuanshen Daoist derived pure Yang thoughts, one of which is a clone, which is equivalent to the strength of the third-order peak.

As time went by, more than a dozen people from various sects absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, and they had already been promoted to primordial spirits. They gradually mastered various abilities, and his Yuanshi Xiaodongtian was directly squeezed into a small corner.

If it wasn't for Senior Brother Zhang Yuanjing, the other imperial fellows would have been pushed out long ago if they wanted to protect him.

"Should I withdraw?" Wu Ming hesitated, feeling that he had underestimated the True Chuan Yuanshen, their aura was far different from that of the fourth-order ancient demon Kui Niu.

But Wu Ming was somewhat reluctant to part with the origin of the Golden Crow that he had refined.

The next moment, before he could make a choice, the ancient temple on the sky changed again, a circle of golden ripples spread, and all the Taoist avatars who approached "thumped" and were all wiped out.

The faces of the dozen or so Tianjiao present were all pale. Every pure yang idea is a part of the soul and mana. If it is shattered, it will take a long time for a real person to complete it.

But they couldn't take care of that much anymore, Chen Hao shouted: "No, it's the original force of the cave."

snort!
A cold snort suddenly came from the ancient Tianqiong Temple, which even frightened the Taoist below who suppressed the spirit of the cave, and muttered to himself: "How is it possible, is the Taihuang still alive?"

Then, the sky changed, and a round of crystal clear jade plates slowly rose from the ancient temple, the whole body shone with the texture of golden clouds and glazed glass, and a mighty spiritual thought enveloped the entire cave.

The pure yang energy that covered the sky and the sun made the faces of the Taoists change drastically, and Zhang Yuanjing even said in a voiceless voice: "A thought from the heavenly immortal, is it possible that the emperor is still alive?!"

The ancient demon has the great power of being reborn from a drop of blood, and the primordial spirit also has the ability to save the deity with one thought, and the deity is immortal. Similarly, a thought of a celestial being, the Taihuang is not a real death.

As soon as the Tianxian Thought Shop appeared, it filled the sky, like a big sun, which was many times stronger than theirs.

Wu Ming's heart jumped up to his throat, and he called out the Da Luo Temple, his spiritual sense was staring at the gold medal at the Tanzhong point, ready to carry the bucket and run away at any time.

His mind is running like electricity, and it is also... the earth immortals can live forever, the heavenly immortals coexist with the world, and they will not perish if they do not fall into the cave, but the three emperors will all perish at a certain point in time.

Now it seems that it may not be a real death, it may be a fake death.

(End of this chapter)