The Heavens: Be the Eternal Protagonist from the Reckless Desolate Period

Chapter 238 Inheritance, "Nine Directions to Destroy the World"!
Above the Blood Blade Platform.

The green-haired man transformed by the Jiuyao puppet and the white-haired old man of Zhenling were looking down, looking at Xia Manggan in front of the majestic palace from a distance, still maintaining the movement of stepping forward.

"I really don't understand what Jiufang is thinking." The green-haired man shook his head, "A little guy who is not even a true god can cross the border and kill the puppets of the ancestor god level, what else do you want?"

"He didn't find any of these rare evildoers when the Chaos Kingdom in Nine Directions was still alive. Now that they're here, why don't they go through the whole 'kill me' test..." The green-haired man curled his lips, "It's really abnormal."

"What do you know as a puppet?" The white-haired old man glanced at him.

"I'm a puppet? Aren't you just a spirit of formation!" The green-haired man was annoyed, "It's as if you understand the mind of a practitioner very well."

"Although I don't understand, I have seen more than you." The white-haired old man sighed, "Many monstrous cultivators are often able to burst out their life potential under the pressure of death when facing opponents stronger than themselves. But that kind of burst , under the premise that there is hope for a comeback.”

"But if the opponent is replaced by me, who is exactly the same, with exactly the same strength and means, and who can know all the thoughts in his heart at any time, then these monstrous practitioners are likely to collapse in despair and suffering."

The white-haired old man looked at Xia Manggan standing in front of the palace.

Even though he has been trapped in the illusion world for almost a year, Xia Manggan's face is still calm.Obviously, fighting with 'myself' for such a long time had very little impact on his Dao Xin.

"I saw him right." The white-haired old man had an admiring smile on his face, "Being able to endure self-abuse in the second test, the tenacity of his Dao heart is more precious than the evil talent he showed. "

"So, you didn't show up at the beginning of the test, and deliberately didn't remind him that he can't give up at the fifth level. As long as it starts, it is a test of life or death?" The green-haired man looked at the white-haired old man.

"..." The white-haired old man didn't answer.

He thought of Xia Manggan's dissuasion before the start of the fourth test, and the firmness on Xia Manggan's face at that time.If he told the other party that the fifth test was a spiritual test, a life-and-death calamity that could not be given up halfway, he was afraid that the stubborn little guy would choose to give up directly.

"Perhaps for that little guy, there is something more important than being a master's disciple. But for me, the most important thing is to find a disciple with higher talent potential and worthy of vigorous cultivation for the master." The white-haired old man sighed secretly .

Seeing that the white-haired old man did not answer, the green-haired man was silent for a while, and then asked again: "You said he can successfully kill himself and pass the fifth test?"

Since he can no longer pin his hopes on Xia Manggan's departure to attract the World Realm, his hope of liberation can only be placed on Xia Manggan.

"It's hard to say." The white-haired old man slowly shook his head, "Before the fall of the master, the prisoners who were imprisoned in the world prison were given a chance, and many of them were talented enough to stop at the last level, where their souls and spirits collapsed. If you die, you won’t even have the chance to refine into a puppet.”

"But I believe in him." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Manggan with expectation in his eyes, "He has a stronger heart than all the practitioners I have seen before. If others can't do it, he may have a chance."

The green-haired man nodded slightly, and also looked at Xia Manggan from afar.

"Huh?" The green-haired man's eyes suddenly lit up, and the white-haired old man's face flushed with excitement.

I saw Xia Manggan, who had been maintaining a single movement, suddenly took that step, and his figure disappeared from the palace gate.

"He succeeded, he succeeded!" the white-haired old man roared excitedly, and then disappeared from the same place.

"It really made this little guy succeed." The green-haired man was not as excited as the white-haired old man, because he wanted to be his master, and let him be freed from Jiufang City, not just becoming the disciple of the Lord of Jiufang .

But thinking of Xia Manggan's monster-like strength before he became a true god, the green-haired man smiled sincerely.

"I guess it won't be long." The green-haired man whispered to himself, and then his figure disappeared like quicksand.

……

Xia Manggan opened his eyes.

Endless tiredness immediately rushed to my heart.

But he saw the majestic palace that seemed to be a four-hoofed beast with its head held high, the huge statue of a hydra-shaped beast in one corner of the palace, and the vast dark void beyond the faint golden light mask, and the rapidly swipe Passing through huge void fragments like meteors...

"Success."

Xia Manggan smiled and looked back, and sat down cross-legged like that, thinking about nothing, doing nothing...

"Shh."

The white-haired old man appeared out of nowhere, excitedly looking at Xia Manggan who was sitting cross-legged.

But then he heard Xia Mangqian's deep breathing and a very slight grunt.

"Huh? Fell asleep?" The white-haired old man looked at this scene and smiled immediately. "It's really rare for a god to fall asleep so tired that he even snores."

Generally speaking, practitioners who have reached the level of immortals do not need to sleep.

But when the mental pressure is too great and the mental energy consumption is serious, it is undoubtedly a very comfortable choice to recover through sleep.

At least Xia Mang felt very comfortable.

Even besides snoring, he had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to be a seed that was blown down by the wind to the rock.

When he was about to take root and shoot, he found that he couldn't open the leaves at all, and he couldn't get any sunlight.But he did not admit defeat, unable to grow upwards, so he put his roots deeper into the ground to get more nutrients from the soil.

I don't know how long it took, when his roots in the ground had grown extremely large and lush, he finally started to poke out the leaves.

"Snapped."

The stubborn stone pressing on his head was pushed away, and he stretched his leaves to welcome the rising sun.

And his mind is also fluttering, as if it can encompass the endless world.

call.

Xia Manggan's eyes slowly opened.

The heart power that exists in the heart of the soul also reached its peak at this time.One is dozens of times stronger than his previous third-level mental strength, vast and vigorous, and its power has soared to an astonishing level by several levels.

"It turns out that to break through the fourth level of mental power and understand the world of mortals, it is not necessary to understand the ordinary life. After suffering all kinds of hardships, realizing that one is weak, but having a strong heart, and firmly believing that man will conquer the sky, I can also transform after I am stronger than everything else. "Xia Manggan sighed in his heart.

The feeling of a spiritual breakthrough is wonderful.

It feels even more wonderful to squeeze oneself to the limit, finally overcome oneself, and let oneself leapfrog and improve again, completing the pursuit of years of hard work.

The fourth level of mental power, the world of mortals!
Most of the ancestors of true gods, and even many ancestor gods have such a limit spiritual realm.As he passed the final test, beheaded his 'self' as the opponent, and broke the shackles in his heart, he finally accumulated a lot of money and broke through naturally in his sleep.

"Dried summer mango."

A gentle voice sounded, and the figure of the white-haired old man walked out of the void.

"Senior Zhenling." Xia Mang smiled and stood up.

"Congratulations on passing all the tests and becoming Master's direct disciple." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Manggan, even though he was not as excited and ecstatic as before, his eyes were still full of excitement.

"I haven't thanked my predecessors for helping me speed up the flow of time when I regained my mind."

As he spoke, Xia Mangqian saluted respectfully, "Thank you, senior."

You know, it will take a very long time for him to recover his nearly exhausted mind in this state.Coupled with the fact that he was still trying to break through in his sleep, it took even longer.

Therefore, he fell asleep directly for nearly ten years.

But when he woke up, he found that the flow of time around him was different from that in the distance, and was maintaining a hundred times faster time flow.

Therefore, although he slept for nearly ten years, the outside world has only passed for less than four days.

"It's just a little thing."

The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mang, "Don't blame me for not showing up after you completed the fourth test."

"It's all over, and I succeeded." Xia Mang shook his head with a dry smile.

He understood what the white-haired old man said.

But after experiencing the breakthrough after the fourth test, even if the white-haired old man appeared at that time, telling him that once the fifth test started, there would be no way out.Maybe he won't choose to give up.

Because I dare not even face myself, how can I deal with more powerful enemies on the road of practice.

Without a mind that always yearns for a higher level and gives up when encountering difficulties, how can you get to the top?

"You don't blame me." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Manggan and hesitated a little, but couldn't help asking, "How did you kill the opponent in the last round?"

Just like what he and Jiu Yao said, facing an opponent whose strength and methods are exactly the same as his own is very terrifying.Many talented practitioners fell in this level before, which made him doubt whether the test left by the master can really be achieved by anyone.

"It's very simple." Xia Mang said with a dry smile, "After all, it's just an illusion. As the opponent, 'I' has all my means, but he has no creativity. As long as I bear the pressure, integrate all the means, and break through the limitations of myself, After creating a new and stronger secret technique...the past self will no longer be my opponent."

Yes.

What he gained from passing the fifth test was not just a breakthrough at the mental level.As the 'self' who knows him best, in his opinion, he is the best opponent to hone his own secret technique.

One move combines the 'Void Dragon Swimming Technique', 'Time-Space Phantom Movement', and absorbs the essence from the thousands of sword techniques learned in the first level, and finally creates the 'Space-Time Phantom Dragon Sword Technique' , is his greatest achievement.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly.

Although Xia Manggan's words were simple and easy, it made him fall asleep from exhaustion as soon as he passed the test. One can imagine the temper he endured in the fantasy world and the oppression on himself.

"Let's go, I'll take you to apprenticeship. Only when you're done apprenticeship can you truly be regarded as the master's direct disciple and get everything that the master left for the disciple."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man sighed inwardly.

The first cultivator who came to Jiufang City turned out to be such a monstrous genius...Master, is it your dark destiny?
"call."

The white-haired old man and Xia Mangan flew side by side towards the top of Kunyu Palace.

The Kunyu Palace is like the Yinglong Mountain in the Great Xia World, with the appearance of a Yinglong beast.The appearance of the four-hoofed beast in the Kunyu Palace is the special life 'Kunyu' in the chaos.

Its whole body is covered with golden scales, and its body is like a tiger. Its four thick claws look like elephants, but it has claws as sharp as eagles.As for the head on the top, it looks like a horse, and there are five soaring animal horns like a crown... Although it is a combination of many strange appearances, it is filled with a unique power to overwhelm the world.

Especially the countless irregular golden scales on its body, the patterns between all the scales seem to be able to form an extremely complicated black pattern, which makes the entire Kunyu Palace naturally emit waves of coercion and oppression. Watching every living soul looking at it.

"This Kun Yu Palace is the ultimate magic weapon of the Tao. It is the most important magic weapon left in the imperial city by my master Jiufang. " Seeing that Xia Mangan was watching carefully, the white-haired old man introduced, "The treasures and inheritance left by the master to the disciples are also in Kunyu Palace."

Xia Mang nodded dryly.

Then, led by the white-haired old man, they landed on the head at the top of Kunyu Palace.

I saw that the flat horse's mouth seemed to be a huge platform, and between the two eyes was a palace gate.

After entering the hall gate along the platform, there is an empty hall.There is only a portrait hanging above the throne at the farthest and highest point of the main hall.

The portrait was of a slender middle-aged man in a purple robe.

His long and narrow eyes are deep and unfathomable, and just by looking at the portrait, one can feel the invisible mighty aura emanating from it.Its coercion is so strong that Xia Manggan even feels stronger than the entire Kunyu Palace.

of course.

This may also be related to the fact that the spirits are self-defiled after the Kunyu Palace is not activated by its master.

However, the strength of the middle-aged man in the portrait was definitely something that Xia Manggan had never seen in his life.

"This is my master, Lord Jiufang." The white-haired old man said, "But the master's true spirit collapsed, and in the end, he didn't even leave his divine body, only this portrait...you can just kneel down and worship this portrait."

"Yes." Xia Manggan knelt down immediately.

Even if he didn't have the personal disciple treasures later on, he would have gained a lot of benefits from the many sword techniques, supernatural powers, magic weapons, and strange objects obtained in the Hall of Ten Thousand Insects.Therefore, his kneeling is also sincere.

After getting into the habit of the Chaos Kingdom of Nine Directions, after bowing three times and prostrating nine times, he saw the portrait above the throne rippling slightly, and the middle-aged man on the portrait, the Lord of the Nine Directions, walked down.

"Master." The white-haired old man knelt down and looked up at the middle-aged man with tears in his eyes.

It's just that the Lord of the Nine Kingdoms sat down on the throne as if he didn't see it, and said: "To pass the five tests I left behind, your talent, will, and heart... all surpassed mine at the beginning."

"It's lucky to receive such a disciple after death." The Lord of Nine Fangs sighed, "I don't ask for anything else from you. I only hope that you can continue my lineage after obtaining the treasures I inherited. But if In the future, if you or your disciple descendants, there will be an existence that takes a step up from the world realm, I hope you can help me avenge..."

"However, I know how difficult it is to take that step. Leaving this Jiufang City before death is just in case of luck." The Lord of Jiufang shook his head, raised his hand and pointed to the empty space in the hall, and there was a sudden panic. A black stone tablet with a height of 99 feet and exuding a faint coercion appeared.

Xia Mang was taken aback.

He is too familiar with this black stele, it is clearly the prison of the world.

"There is a world inside this stele. It was originally a prison where I tempered the chaotic liquid and imprisoned the disobedient. But now I have changed it into a gift for you." The Lord of the Nine Fangs looked at Xia Manggan with a gloomy gaze. , as if through endless time, from the distant past to the present, "I hope you have these gifts left by me, and you can finally live to achieve the world realm. In this way, the secrets and supernatural powers that condense my life's efforts will also be It’s not lost.”

After all, his figure disappeared out of thin air and reappeared on the portrait.

"Master." With tears streaming down his eyes, the white-haired old man looked at the middle-aged man on the portrait and murmured in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, I will always guard Jiufang City, and one day there will be someone who can avenge my master." The descendants of the disciples appeared..."

Xia Manggan shook his head slightly, knowing that the white-haired old man was created and born by the Lord of the Nine Kingdoms as a formation spirit, but his feelings for him were deeper and purer than real creatures.

Instead of disturbing the white-haired old man, he got up and went to check behind the black stone tablet.

really.

Just like the World Prison Stele he got, there are countless strange words densely packed like tadpoles.

But unlike his stone tablet, where all the characters were faintly divided into seven parts, the over one million characters on this stone tablet were only divided into two parts, the upper and lower parts.

"Two sets of methods?" Xia Manggan skillfully separated out a ray of pure Yang mana immediately, pouring in and penetrating from the strange characters on the top layer.

Immediately, a wave of fluctuations containing a lot of information was transmitted into Xia Manggan's memory.

... That is a set of sword techniques called "Nine Directions to Destroy the World"!
(End of this chapter)