Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 825: Fairy Island and Human World, All Spirits Enlightenment

Fairy Biyun used foul language, which was totally inconsistent with her usual image.

But at this moment, no one cared about Fairy Biyun's failure.

Stars rained down, and everyone was experiencing the most satisfying enlightenment.

The eldest princess stood in the air above the Demon Killing Pass, her face up in the rain, her eyes staring at the dark world were deep and bright. She said softly: "The country has been here for 736 years. It should start when it should start and end when it should end. This is the law of fate, and there is no need to force it."

"Now that I have seen through the origin and end of karma, I will attain enlightenment right here on the spot."

"To put down is also to pick up. What is the end of wealth and glory in the world? It is nothing but floating flowers and waves."

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At Zhenyao Pass, under the city wall, Wen Jiao took back the scroll in her hand.

She arranged the scroll and flicked it gently, and the scroll disappeared into the void. In the sky, the Song Zhao in the painting had disappeared, but the shock she brought remained in Wen Jiao's heart for a long time, and also in the hearts of the world.

Even if thousands of years pass, it will never fade!
Unlike the others who were immersed in the star rain at this moment, Wen Jiao was also infected by the star rain. She understood that although the light rain at this moment appeared as rain, it was actually the fragments of the Great Dao that had descended upon the human world.

Wen Jiao then deliberately avoided the falling raindrops, did not touch them herself, and just brushed them away, allowing them to benefit more lives in the world.

Wen Jiao looked up at the sky. It was too dark at this moment. Even though there were spots of star rain floating in the darkness, the underlying color of the world was still pitch black.

The outline of the Haoxu Fairy Island in the sky was looming, but no trace of the fairy was visible.

Wen Jiao couldn't see anything, but she felt like she saw something.

She looked up, as if she was talking to herself, or to someone in the sky: "Fairy, I am stupid. There are thousands of great ways, but I can only comprehend the way of painting. You once taught me to jump out, but I can't jump out either."

"My children, grandchildren, parents, neighbors... and that damned guy in my family."

"Who can I live without? I can't live without anyone!"

"In this world, it is so difficult for ordinary mortals to survive. I can't let go and I have no choice but to ignore them. Although I can't take care of many people far away, but these people around me, they call me grandma, call me great-grandmother, call me ancestor, how can I abandon them?"

"That damn guy couldn't live as long as I did. After a hundred years, he would have died long ago. When he died, I felt sad, and all the resentment I had before seemed to have disappeared."

"But I didn't feel sad for too long. After all, I still had a long way to go. Once I left, I wouldn't look back."

"Fairy, I may never be able to understand some of the things you said, but I won't force it now."

"I am a little dumber than others, so I can't learn much. I will just stick to one path and keep going!"

"I seem to...see that road..."

The surging literary energy was like huge waves in the sea of ​​stars, rumbling and carrying Wen Jiao's soul through one peak after another.

Wen Jiao thinks she is dull and always feels that she has learned little, has learned superficially, has a dull brain and narrow thoughts.

Even though she had cultivated to a talent level equivalent to that of a great scholar, she still spoke and behaved simply, and always regarded herself as an old fisherman from Baili Dang.

However, this time when the stars fell from the sky, Wen Jiao, who did not try to capture the fragments of the avenue, was the first to break through the barrier between heaven and man! In the boiling darkness, all living things were concentrating on their own paths, and no one noticed the earth-shaking changes that had taken place when Wen Jiao stood in the sea of ​​stars.

In the painting, Song Zhao killed the Zunti Zerg in Jiuzhou. This was because Song Ciwan's true spirit descended from the sky and attacked from a distance, so killing the Zunti was as easy as butchering a dog.

However, if there was no Wen Jiao's painting, if she had not really practiced the art of painting to an extreme, how could she have summoned a wisp of Song Ciwan's true spirit with this painting?

Not to mention, this painting also has to bear Song Ciwan's immense energy and extraordinary magical powers.

Therefore, Wen Jiao also contributed to the killing of the Zunti Zerg!
Between heaven and earth, there was naturally a huge luck and merit that descended upon us, allowing the stubborn Wen Jiao to face the splendor and breadth of the avenue of painting with unprecedented clarity.

And just like that, she embarked on this path.

The legendary instant sainthood is nothing more than this!
Between heaven and earth, all living things are fighting for the truth.

On the Haoxu Fairy Island, the geniuses and their followers who had just received a wave of inheritance light rain were then infiltrated by various light rains of fragments of the Great Dao. They reacted extremely quickly and were immediately immersed in the wonderful process of enlightenment.

In fact, no one knows where these fragments of light rain falling from the sky come from, and no one can understand why such a good thing suddenly falls from the sky.

But, never mind!

No matter what the reason is, since it has come, we should seize the opportunity, improve ourselves quickly and gain benefits, right?
For a moment, countless mysterious auras intertwined and rose in the sky and on the earth, in the fairy island and on the human world.

Song Ciwan hovered above the Haoxu Fairy Island and finally returned to the real world from the void world of Wenyuan Sea.

She was high above, taking in all the scenes of the fairy island and the human world, and by counting with her fingers, she quickly understood the specific cause of the current situation.

She had just succeeded in merging with the Dao, and her whole body, from the inside out, was in a wonderful state of sublimation. At this moment, she saw heaven and earth again, and all the spirits attaining enlightenment. At that moment, an indescribable subtle feeling touched her heart.

Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.

It should be a good thing that all spirits can attain enlightenment.

But why, when Song Ciwan returned to the present world, he felt that the sense of crisis was intensifying. There was an indescribable terrifying storm that seemed to be about to descend on the world.

What is it?
More Zerg?
No, to be honest, the current Zerg are nothing special in front of Song Ciwan.

Such “nothing more than that” will still be “nothing more than that” even if there are ten or a hundred more of them. There will be no qualitative change just because the number is large enough!
After all, when Song Zhao killed the Worry and Fear Insect Lord in the painting, Song Ciwan's true body had not yet merged with the Tao.

And now, Song Ciwan's true body has merged with the Tao!

What kind of state is He Dao?
Before achieving the Hedao state, Song Ciwan might have said, isn't the Hedao state exactly equivalent to the realm of the ancient god insect race's supreme body?
Oh, that’s not right. The one corresponding to He Dao should be the king-body Zerg!

However, now that he had truly entered the Hedao realm, Song Ciwan suddenly realized that ordinary Hedao realms did correspond to the King Body Zerg, and masters of Hedao realms could correspond to the Venerable Body of the Ancient God Zerg. As for the most top-level Hedao realm—

That is the true harmony with the Tao, and the true harmony with the Tao has no upper limit.

In the Hedao realm, the lower limit is obvious, but the upper limit is infinite!
The difference in strength lies in what kind of "Tao" you are "in line with".

The Tao that Song Ciwan combined is both the Tao of all things and the supreme Tao. In fact, it is the Tao that only I am supreme in the universe and all things!
This path of hers enabled her to immediately possess unparalleled combat power once she achieved harmony with the Tao.

And at this moment, what could be the thing that could make Song Ciwan, who is at the Hedao realm, feel a sense of crisis?