Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 392 Hunyuan Promise Nine Heavens

In the chaos, Zixiao Palace was suspended in the chaotic energy. The simple and natural palace walls were filled with mottled marks of time, and the chaotic energy that dissolved all things left no trace on it.

Hongjun lowered his head and looked at the prehistoric continent. The fairy light in his eyes was bright, and he was analyzing the formations left by Zhang Ye between heaven and earth.

After a long while, he looked away and then stopped paying attention.

Zhang Ye's formations were just borrowing the power of the prehistoric world, and were not intended to control the prehistoric world.

If Hongjun or the person in charge of Heavenly Dao wanted to, he could destroy the entire formation at any time without making any big moves. He only needed to disrupt the nodes of the heaven and earth.

Although Zhang Ye's combat power is no longer inferior to that of Hunyuan Wuji Ninth Level, he is still a little worse when facing Hongjun. After all, he can join the Tao.

That's why he never set up a large formation that could control the prehistoric times.

This was Zhang Ye's intention, just to make Hongjun relax his vigilance.

Of course, if the time comes to use this formation, Zhang Ye believes that Hongjun will not refuse, and the enforcer will let him make the right choice.

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In the wilderness, Lotus suddenly appeared under the sky, with fluttering white clothes, ice muscles and jade bones, as holy as a goddess.People can't help but feel ashamed when looking at it, it is awe-inspiring and inviolable.

The moment they saw the lotus appearing, all the saints knew whose handiwork it was and couldn't help but sigh:
"As expected of Heavenly Venerable!"

Fu Que ignored the gazes coming from the sky and the earth, she sacrificed the Qiankun tripod, and stood at a certain node between the sky and the earth. Seeing this scene, someone murmured in a low voice:

"Node of heaven and earth!"

The position where Fu Rui stood was the node of the ancient world, which could also be said to be the center of a sphere.

Each Taoist disciple is wearing a Taoist robe and holding a formation flag, standing on various nodes between heaven and earth.

The holy and lofty voice resounded throughout the heaven and earth: "The great formation of the Nine Void Heavens, rise!"

After the words fell, the Taoist disciples looked solemn, held the formation flag, and submerged themselves into the vein nodes.

In an instant, the starlight, the stormy waves, and the black and yellow energy were pulled by a mysterious force and gathered together in the sky and the earth.

"hold head high!"

"Roar!"

"cracking!"

"Ow!"

Four voices piercing the clouds and cracking the sky resounded, and the four spirits of the sky appeared in the prehistoric world at the same time. They stared at the pattern engraved on the prehistoric world, and did something that surprised even Zhang Ye.

I could only hear the green dragon entrenching itself on the giant pillar supporting the sky at the east end of the sky, and its loud voice resounded throughout the world:
"The Four Elephants Expanding Heaven Formation, rise!"

The four holy beasts came out together, occupying the four pole nodes of heaven and earth, and connected with the Jiuxu Mitian Formation, allowing the formation to cover farther areas.

Seeing this, Zhang Ye in the Xuanyuan Realm walked out of the four incarnations, stepped out in one step, and came to the world of the four poles. He gently nodded to the four spirits in the sky and said:
"Thank you four fellow Taoists!"

"Tianzun is polite, the prehistoric world is stable, and it is also beneficial to us!"

Zhang Ye nodded. These four were very miserable. They were bound and could only be promoted with the promotion of the prehistoric era. They had long lost the hope of transcendence.

But there are also benefits. They share weal and woe with the prehistoric world. As long as the prehistoric world is not destroyed, they can coexist with the sky.

At the moment when the four holy beasts participated, the spaces in the prehistoric world that had not yet been fully integrated were approaching each other, and the world became more stable.

On the earth, the volcanic earthquake that was about to erupt suddenly ceased under the cool starlight, and the earth calmed down.

The ancient sacred mountain is growing at an extremely slow rate. The grass and trees are emitting little bits of spiritual light, full of vitality, auspicious clouds surround them when they are alive, and various strange phenomena occur frequently.

In the sea area, the power of black and yellow earth veins flows from the big rivers into the seabed. The undercurrent subsides, mist rises, and various clams and corals on the seabed shine with divine light. The abyss becomes more and more unfathomable, like the mouth of a vicious beast.

In the ancient starry sky, water connected with the sky and flowed upstream. Through the Milky Way, water vapor was refracted, and all things grew out of water.

Many dead stars in the ancient starry sky have regained their vitality and have the possibility of giving birth to life. Some of the shattered stars have even the hope of healing again.

The Qiankun Cauldron did not enter the void, but continued to absorb the innate spiritual energy between heaven and earth, returning to its origin and becoming the innate source of power.

The feeling of low cultivation is not yet obvious, but some of the strongest people have already felt the difference, and the world of prehistoric times has advanced further.

There was a loud rumble, and an ethereal long river rushed out from an unknown place, flowing endlessly, attracting the attention of all the powerful people in the world.

Said to be a long river, it is actually a strange body of consciousness. All kinds of avenues appear in the long river, and the ancient land, mountains and rivers, all living beings, the sun, the moon and the stars are all reflected in it.

The long river rolled forward, flowing through the sky and straight into the Xuanyuan Realm.

Zhang Ye recognized this long river. He had seen it when the prehistoric era first emerged from the chaos and attacked other worlds.

The long river of heaven, located in the original space of heaven, is the external manifestation of the great light ball.

Zhang Ye knows, the reward is coming!
The benefits of setting up this array for Honghuang are obvious, as it speeds up the healing of the wounds left by the last four-realm siege on Honghuang.

In addition, the defects that allowed the prehistoric world to merge in advance with the help of Journey to the West are gradually being repaired.

The most important thing is that as the formation continues to operate, the level of heaven and earth will increase. Even if it is not as good as direct plunder, it is much better than heaven and earth improving on their own, so heaven and earth have this reward.

Zhang Ye chuckled and stepped out into the long river of heaven. The strands of Taoism had condensed into substance and appeared in front of him.

Like a long river of waves, it gurgled down and washed away his true body.

The Wan Dao Clock floats above the head, and the rounds of Dao halo blessings are on the body, and the Zhouxu God Armor unfolds the time domain and starts time blessing.

The Eternal Divine Tree once again stands between heaven and earth. Some Hunyuan saints who are paying attention to this place have become obsessed with it. The glazed tree body is green and vigorous, and its branches stretch out, as if it contains all the avenues in the world, magnificent and bright.

It has been tens of millions of years since we crossed the long river of heaven. Now with the promotion of the prehistoric era, the long river of heaven has also been promoted. Now the great roads contained in the long river of heaven are far greater than before.

For fellow practitioners of Wan Dao, the threshold of the Hunyuan Wuji Nine Heavens is two thousand complete avenues. If you step through this threshold, you will be the Hunyuan Wuji Nine Heavens.

However, Zhang Ye has already comprehended two thousand complete avenues, and this threshold is naturally easy for him to cross.

On the eternal sacred tree, a branch of the avenue began to extend, until a critical point, Zhang Ye's momentum suddenly increased, and he had already reached the ninth level of Wuji.

However, it's not over yet. There are not many opportunities to browse the long river of heaven, so you should seize it when you encounter it.

Today, there are five avenues in Zhangye that have reached the ninth level of Hunyuan Wuji, namely the eternal avenue, time, space, destiny, and cause and effect.

49 avenues achieve the eighth level of Hunyuan Wuji, and the remaining avenues are all below the eighth level of Hunyuan Wuji.

Now he can verify his own path through the great path in the long river of heaven. The combination of the two can allow him to go further.

Thousands of clocks are added to it, and the Tao Realm and Heaven are also trying their best to copy the prehistoric Heaven.

Compared with the prehistoric world, the Taoist world is too weak. Even though the Taoist world is already a high-level world, it is only one and a half steps away from the prehistoric world.

But just this step and a half is as close as a natural chasm. This is also an opportunity for the Taoist world and the creatures in the Taoist world.Various spiritual lights collide with each other, and the understanding of the great road is intertwined.

The prehistoric way of heaven is so vast, it is equivalent to a half-step executor of a fellow cultivator of ten thousand ways. The three thousand ways have been completed, and only the last step is left.

Zhang Ye eagerly absorbed the rhymes of various avenues. He did not pursue breakthroughs and comprehend them all, but only comprehended the complete avenues that he had already understood.

3000 years later, the long river of heaven finally flowed away, and the rolling waves went away, leaving Zhangye with a face full of unfinished content.

With the time domain of Zhouxu Divine Armor, for Zhang Ye, these 3000 years can be used as hundreds of millions of years.

The help of Tiandao Changhe is really great, but unfortunately, Tiandao's appetite is too big now, it is too difficult to satisfy, and I don't know how long it will be until the next time he enters Tiandao Changhe.

What he gained this time was not only promotion to the ninth level of Hunyuan Wuji, but also [-] complete avenues. A full two hundred avenues were promoted to the ninth level of Hunyuan Wuji. The weakest one also reached the first level of Hunyuan Wuji.

Now Zhang Ye, together with Wan Daozhong, even dares to fight with the four supremes, and there is a high probability that they can win.

Sitting cross-legged in Xuanyuan Palace, he stretched out his hand and made a move. A mirror came from the endless void. The light on the mirror could tell people, branding the whole prehistoric world. It's a pity that the world inside is illusory, without real material support.

This is the Huantian Mirror, which has been suspended above the ancient world for endless years. Most of the monks have practiced in it, and the major forces in the ancient world even have special stations in it.

There are often monks sparring in it, because what dies in it is just a spiritual incarnation, a thought.

Therefore, the creatures in the competition basically have all their trump cards, and the spiritual power of the dead naturally becomes the material of Huantian Mirror.

Coupled with the wish power of all living beings, the Huantian Mirror at this time is equivalent to an innate treasure.

If one can be promoted to the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, it is impossible to say that the illusory world in it can be transformed into reality, the false can be refined into reality, and a real world can be created.

However, these are of little help to Zhang Ye. Now he wants to absorb the wisdom of all living beings and see what happened in the past 3000 years.

But after the monkey entered the Demon Gate, Wutian's expansion speed accelerated again. Correspondingly, Temujin also waved his butcher knife towards the Central Plains.

But the East is the East after all. As the most prosperous place in the ancient times, most of the saints' monasteries in the world are located here.

Most of the ancient sacred mountains in the prehistoric times, including Buzhou Kunlun, are located in the eastern part of the prehistoric times.

This is precisely why the Tao Qi of this place lasts forever and the living beings generally have high cultivation levels.

There are advantages and disadvantages in everything. The favorable environment gives them a good living environment, but they are also not as strong as the creatures living in the barren land.

So although Temujin and Wutian couldn't attack the east for a while, the creatures from the east couldn't counterattack either.

On this day, Wutian came to Northern Xinjiang again.

This time, he did not come alone. There were "Buddhist" disciples behind him. The black lotus flew in the air, and the black lotus petals fell rustlingly all over the sky with a huge momentum.

From a distance, a group of cavalry came forward. There were about a thousand people, golden cavalry. Their faces were covered with armor, blocking their spiritual consciousness and making it difficult to see their true identity. This was a cavalry formed entirely by Taiyi, who was also Temujin. trump card.

The leader walked out first with a scimitar hanging at his waist and said loudly:
"The Kingdom of Mongolia, Borshu, if you dare to ask, it is Wutian Buddha!"

"The poor monk Wu Tian has met the donor!" Wu Tian was as polite as ever.

Borshu made a fist with his right hand, placed it across his chest, bowed and said:

"My king is already waiting in the city. Please come with me, Buddha!"

"Thank you, donor!" Wutian responded, then turned to the black robe and said, "Wait here first!"

"Accept the decree!" Black Robe had no objection at all.

The group of people came to the stone city that was first built. Since the founding of Mongolia, this place has become the royal capital and is called the capital.

At this time, in the Dadu Palace, Temujin was sitting on the top golden throne, taking a nap. His figure was strong, and a majestic aura belonging to a king came to his face.

Wu Tian clasped his hands together, his black hair shawl, and his black robe dragged on the ground, surging forward like a black tide.

"Your Majesty, we meet again!" Wutian smiled.

Temujin was slightly surprised and said: "I thought that the master was not simple back then, but I never imagined that the master is actually the master of Buddhism!"

"Nothing is simple. The Buddha said: all living beings are equal, and the poor monk is just one of the many living beings!" Wutian smiled.

"Master has a lofty realm. If he doesn't preach in Lingshan Mountain in the west, why should he come to our northern border?" Temujin asked.

"The poor monk came here to form an alliance with the donor!"

"Oh? How to form an alliance?" Temujin became interested.

He couldn't tell the state of the person in front of him at all, but he had a chance encounter back then, and he still knew something about this person.

This is at least a quasi-sage, and may even be Hunyuan.

"My Buddha is compassionate and wants to spread the light of Buddha to all living beings. I am here to help the donor!"

"Hahaha! What do you want?" Temujin asked with a chuckle.

"Buddhism should be the state religion of Mongolia in the future!" Wutian made his request.

"I, Mongolia, have my own sect!" Temujin said with the same smile.

"The poor monks can discuss the Tao with them, and the winner will become the state religion!"

After hearing this, Temujin did not agree to let Wutian discuss Taoism with the shamans, but instead said:
"The master's supernatural powers, this king has heard of it, he overwhelmed the western world, and hundreds of millions of Jingzhao believers forced the Buddhas in Lingshan to pass away."

"But we in Mongolia have a state religion called Shaman. Since ancient times, we in Mongolia have had prophets. If you want to preach here, you need the permission of the prophets!"

"I agree to this matter!"

Before Wutian could speak, a voice came out, as if it came from the horizon, and seemed to be right in front of him.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in white and holding a nine-stalked staff appeared in the hall. He had a gentle and elegant temperament, and a sense of sacredness. He was Fuxi.

Seeing this scene, Temujin did not dare to neglect, stood up in a hurry, walked forward in three steps and then two steps, bowed respectfully and said:

"Meet the Prophet!"

But Fuxi avoided Temujin's salute and said with a meaningful smile:

"Your Majesty took charge of Northern Xinjiang, established Mongolia, and subdued hundreds of thousands of mountain monsters, but there was no need to pay homage to me!"

Temujin's heart sank. He had his own little idea when he just said this, which was to let Buddhism come in to disrupt the situation, which could check and balance Shamanism.

Because as he grew up, he felt more and more that there was no need for shamanism to exist, and there was no need for prophets to exist.

The eagle on the grassland should be fearless and carefree, and the king should not have a prophet above his head.

Unexpectedly, Fuxi appeared directly, which caught him off guard.

(End of this chapter)