The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

"This is the will of heaven. Mortals cannot defy it. This is a disaster. Their souls were sacrificed to the creation Qinglian, and their bodies were sacrificed to the light of creation. Their souls and blood were also sacrificed to the creation Qinglian. So every move they make will be watched secretly."

"Not only that, their blood will be contaminated by the light of creation. What the light of creation is contaminated by is a seed. This seed will germinate, grow strong, and then mature. Unfortunately, these powers are against the laws of heaven! So! That’s how the monster was born.”

Song Xing suddenly realized, and finally understood how the so-called strangeness came about.

He observed carefully again and found that there was indeed endless resentment surging inside the Holy Furnace of Creation.

These grievances gathered together to form a hideous and terrifying monster. This monster contained earth-shattering grievances that were almost destructive.

This is resentment.

Once the accumulation of resentment reaches the extreme, a monster will form.

Back then, the people of the Zhou Dynasty sacrificed their own blood in order to sacrifice the creation Qinglian, just to cultivate a monster.

"It turns out that the source of the monster is actually the blood of King Zhou You. The resentment contained in King Zhou You's blood led to the birth of this monster."

Song Xing suddenly understood.

He suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart: "No, if I continue to absorb the Green Lotus of Creation, I will definitely be polluted."

Song Xing stayed where he was and gave up absorbing.

He sat cross-legged and began to deduce and comprehend.

After a long time, he opened his eyes: "Although I gave up on this green lotus for the time being, it was a blessing in disguise and I got a lot of information. I understood the truth that the green lotus was actually a huge pit where too many people were buried. .The seeds inside the Green Lotus of Creation are also a big pit."

Song Xing pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "In that case, then use the power of my origin to activate the Green Lotus of Creation. My origin, including the essence of life and the power of my soul, can enter the Green Lotus of Creation and activate it. The power of creation. The power of creation should be one of the most powerful forces in the world, even surpassing all forces."

Song Xing's body exuded a faint light, which was the light of the essence of life, full of vitality, rich and boundless.

He slowly stretched out his palm and pressed the creation Qinglian.

The lotus suddenly twisted crazily. It struggled for a long time before gradually calming down.

The green lotus of creation bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and then, a crystal clear seed broke out of the ground.

"The Green Lotus of Creation is a seed bred by the power of creation. It contains infinite power of creation." Song Xing swallowed the seed into the small fairyland world inside his body.

This seed immediately took effect. In an instant, a majestic power of creation impacted his limbs and bones, nourishing his flesh, bones, and internal organs, making him feel comfortable and reach the peak, as if he could feel ready at any time. It can break the void and break through the heavenly realm.

But he suppressed himself, silently meditated on the Taiping Zhou Tianjing, felt the power of the creation Qinglian in his body, and then slowly absorbed and refined it.

He has reached the third level of practicing the Taiping Sutra. Every time the Zhoutian Sutra circulates, he can gain incredible improvement. This improvement is enough to be worth an average person's thousands of years of practice.

In the small world, the seed became smaller and smaller until it was completely integrated into the small world. Then it spread out and split into tiny seeds.

The power of creation of the Creation Qinglian is different from ordinary power, but belongs to a kind of power of creation. It is the condensation of the power of creation of an era at the beginning of the birth of the universe.

These forces of creation are like streams one after another, rushing to everywhere.

These powers of creation are not simply some kind of energy, but more of a kind of belief, a kind of devout belief in the Creator.

These beliefs came together and turned into a majestic existence.

This existence seems to be that of an ancient god, aloof and immortal.

As soon as Song Xing raised his hand, stars appeared all over the sky and suppressed the divine figure.

Song Xing snorted coldly: "It's just a defective product. Even the weapon spirit has not been born. How can it be regarded as a creation?"

A vast and unparalleled force swept towards Song Xing, but Song Xing remained motionless and his expression remained unchanged.

He stood up and looked down at all living beings: "Creator Qinglian, I don't need your power of creation, I need your origin. Your seeds can give me more power. This small world is still a little bit transformed. , but now more seeds are needed.”

While speaking, Song Xing punched out. Click.

Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the creation Qinglian.

"My essence is billions of times nobler than yours. I want to devour your seeds." Song Xing laughed.

The power of creation escaped from the depths of the seeds and poured into Song Xing's small world. Song Xing immediately felt that the entire small world had opened up wider, and the plants were denser, the spiritual energy was thicker, and even vaguely... During this time, he saw mountains and rivers rising from the ground, rivers surging, and oceans roaring.

This small world has turned into a cave.

This cave sky continued to expand, and in an instant, its radius reached thousands of miles. Then, mountains, rivers, and lakes further away also appeared.

There are even sun and moon hanging in the distant sky.

Song Xing's cultivation level climbed steadily, and he even broke through to the Immortal Realm in one breath.

Manna falls from heaven.

At this time, his small world had expanded to thousands of miles, and the mountains, rivers, and vegetation began to increase, and cities even appeared further away.

Not only that, his cultivation level is still increasing, and he seems to be about to break through.

"Such a powerful power of creation. Only with this power of creation, my little world has been completely formed. Now, it is time to overcome the tribulation."

Song Xing knew that it was not easy to break through and reach the legend, especially when the small world was just taking shape, and it was even more difficult to survive the thunder catastrophe.

This kind of catastrophe is very terrifying. It is a divine catastrophe of creation born in the heaven and earth.

The so-called creation of heaven and earth, the creator, must have a perfect foundation. Otherwise, various disasters will befall the heaven and earth, and even the decline of heaven and man may occur.

This is also the five declines of heaven and man. Any time the five declines of heaven and man come, it will cause a bloody storm and corpses everywhere.

If a small world is not perfect, there is no way to survive the disaster.

Song Xing closed his eyes, and from the depths of the small world, waves of magnificent chants came out: "Creation is ruthless, creation is invincible, and the power of creation is omnipotent."

The song became louder and louder, and Song Xing's little world was shaken violently.

Torrents spurted out from the depths of the small world and turned into rolling waves, surging and sweeping across the entire world, even tens of thousands of miles away.

In the sky of Song Xing's small world, streaks of lightning appeared, and the thunder exploded, deafening.

"Heavenly disaster!"

He opened his eyes suddenly.

The fate of Xiaoqian World has finally arrived.

"What about the catastrophe?"

Song Xing roared, "I have been prepared for a long time. This time I will break the world limit."

Immediately, a golden flame appeared on his finger.

This flame is the true fire of the sun, also called the fire of creation.

This flame can burn everything.

Song Xing's power of creation started to burn, and the seeds of the creation green lotus in his small world suddenly shattered.

His little world was once again filled with the power of creation. (End of chapter)