Reflect the world

Chapter 1041 The King Is Still Alive (Second Change)

"... There were no foreign enemies in the ancient method of immortality, and there was no smoke and fire in the practice. The unity of heaven and man was emphasized, and things were forgotten. What I pursue is that the Dao is with me..."

Tang Xuanming narrated in a straightforward manner, and did not talk about profound meanings and principles. Seeing a group of people listening intently, he smiled and said: "It is too broad to speak directly. Let me give a few examples. Let me take the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art in the ancient period of immortality. Let's talk about it."

Tang Xuanming squeezed the Dharma seal with his hands, and changed it six times in a short period of time, showing the supreme Dharma seal of the six schools.

Shi Hao watched intently, and his whole body was devoted to it. He was extremely curious about this supreme heavenly skill. After all, it was the supreme skill of the Supreme Palace, and he could also be called the Supreme Palace's master. The successor, just didn't get this magic skill.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the chapter, Tang Xuanming would directly start talking about the incomparably mysterious Tiangong of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The bodies of Meng Tianzheng and Wang Changsheng were also shocked. Ten-Crown King Tianzi, Yixian, and Six-Crown King Ningchuan also listened attentively. Even Kunpengzi, Tianjiao Ant and others were curious. One Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King's secret knowledge of becoming famous is a supreme skill of heaven.

"...Six Paths of Reincarnation Tiangong is used by you in this era to control the six invincible supreme treasures. It is said that the power of attack is unparalleled in the world. In the ancient times, in the hands of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King, he used it to evolve the world of the six directions. If you want to recreate the six paths of reincarnation in the world, the profound and profound aspects are not inferior to those in this world, but the direction of development is quite different from yours."

The wonderful world of six directions evolves in the hands of Tang Xuanming, including yin and yang and five elements, including the six most basic forces in the universe. They fuse and evolve with each other, showing a mysterious world.

The grass grows on the ground, that is, the soil is nourishing the wood, a thunderstorm comes unexpectedly, under the nourishment of the rain, everything grows rapidly, but there is also thunder and fire falling, turning a piece of grassland into ashes, fire overwhelms wood, But in the ground, there are also seeds that the wildfire has not burned...

The wonderful world keeps a group of people staring at each other.

Tang Xuanming narrated the former Supreme Heavenly Art, which was easy to understand and made everyone look intoxicated.

But as the mysteries became more and more profound, more and more characters frowned and couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Even if the most powerful figures in the world were explaining to them, even if there were the most mysterious heavenly skills in the legend, they would not listen to them. Only the most powerful figures sitting in the front could keep up with the rhythm.

And people with insufficient cultivation base, but talented and talented people can also keep up with the steps.

In the end, only people like Shi Hao, Tianzi, Meng Tianzheng, and Wang Changsheng in the whole world could understand and digest the profound truths that Tang Xuanming taught.

Seeing that the people at the front of the crowd all looked intoxicated, Gu Zhu of Yaolong Dao Valley couldn't understand and absorb the half-spoken words he heard with all his strength, so he couldn't help but feel extremely resentful and angry from the heart.

"I don't believe it, I'm unwilling, I can definitely do it, even if I can't understand it now, I have to memorize it by force."

He felt ruthless in his heart. For him, this may be the only time in his life that he has the opportunity to come into contact with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art, and the top personages will explain it to him. This is an opportunity to jump into the dragon's gate. There will be again.

He forcibly moved the Yuanshen, trying to write down those sentences one after another.

"...Holding and gaining it is not as good as it is. Holding it sharply, it cannot be kept forever. The house is full of gold and jade, and no one can keep it..."

But just after he forcibly wrote down a paragraph, he found that Tang Xuanming didn't know where to go in the next paragraph.

Then he could barely understand it, but he couldn't understand it at all.

He froze all of a sudden.

Any words in the void carry the voice of the Dao, and it takes an extremely powerful mind to write it down. If you want to write it down forcibly, it will only make the voice of the Dao shatter and drift away from the Dao.

At this moment, I don't know how many people have realized it. This point is full of sadness.

They could only listen to Tang Xuanming's sermon with dull faces, until he finished speaking, and commented: "The Dao is in the heart, and you can't force it. This is the Dao in the ancient times. Even if I have explained it to you, you can't understand it. It is useless to write it down forcibly, it will only run counter to the Dao and go against the way."

After this section of the Great Dao was finished, Tang Xuanming paused for more than ten days to give many practitioners a chance to digest and absorb. Tiangong also takes a long time.

Even with Tang Xuanming's instructions, they still need a long enough time to digest and absorb.

Taking advantage of this period of time with Tang Xuanming, the spiritual light hanging above the nine heavens went up against the long river of time, rushed to Immortal Ancient, and occupied the brand of a king who had completely fallen.

Tang Xuanming did not change the king's fate of dying in battle, his life trajectory basically remained the same, but at the last moment of his life, a ray of indelible obsession, a ray of nostalgia for the nine heavens and ten earths, made him stay With a little bit of branding, he fell into the nine heavens and ten earths.

Immersed in the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm, and became a child in an inconspicuous village. The life span of the child was not long, but he died at the age of seven or eight. That is, at the moment of his death, the imprint of this Immortal King, that is, Tang Xuanming's awakening .

"Well, with this calculation, I'm not lying, I'm really one of the seven kings of the frontier barrenness."

Tang Xuanming touched his chin while watching the people who were all enlightened, and smiled secretly.

In the original imperial city, in a magnificent palace, there is no owner inside, only a flaming torch, which is one of the seven kings who died in battle. The city provides endless power to maintain the existence of Tianyuan. At this moment, the torch suddenly trembled.

The heart of the guarding veterans in the original imperial city trembled, and they couldn't help but look in that direction. Some even fell to their knees and shouted, "King, have you returned yet?"

No one responded in the ancient temple, only the torch was blazing, and the immortal bones in it sat there, unchanged from time immemorial.

In another gigantic palace, another border desolate king, who had suffered countless injuries and almost completely fallen over the long years, felt something, looked in the direction of the giant palace, and whispered, "Are you still alive?"

There was a little bit of surprise in his words, but in his current state, he could also provide energy for the original imperial city and become one of the power sources of the original imperial city, and he was completely powerless.

No matter how much excitement and joy there is in his heart, it can only be suppressed in the bottom of his heart, besides, he only has a trace of doubt.

Feeling the golden light exploding one after another in the sky above the original imperial city, he vaguely grasped a trace of familiar aura from it.

"Is it him? The imprint he left in other areas has re-condensed?"

He whispered deep underground, causing joyful looks on the faces of the veterans and children guarding the city.

The king has been sleeping for a long time, and many times they even thought that the king had completely fallen.

"Go, let's go along the golden road! Go and verify my conjecture, it is not a foreign power, there may be a living king there, and he has returned."

His voice vibrated the city and excited countless veterans.

"Really? Is the king really back? He's still alive."

"I'm not sure. I don't have any extra strength. Go and have a look! Take a look for me. If you see him, tell him that I'm still alive, and I'm the only one alive."

The words of the king in the imperial city were full of exhaustion, as if he would fall asleep at any time, which made people worry.

Feeling the tired words, the one-armed veteran almost shed tears. He had never seen the king make a move when he was alive, but he learned from the stories that flowed down from the mouth of his elders, his elders' elders.

At the peak of the king's battle, he once fought against several immortal kings alone, and even collapsed into a universe with a single blow.

Now he is as weak as a mortal old man in his dying years. Such a strong contrast makes him feel sad even thinking about it. Let him live like this for a quarter of an hour. He can't bear it, and the king has been in this state for a hundred years. For thousands of years, he has been alone in this world, guarding this ancient city.

"There is no need to be sad for me. This city has recorded my glory, and it should also record my ending. Times have changed, but I have not changed, and this city has not changed."

He muttered to himself underground, but no one could hear him anymore.

The Bi veterans in the city are organizing their manpower nervously and selecting the characters who will enter the golden light.

The ancient giant city is grand and broad, and its bricks and stones are all cast from the most powerful star bones, on which are also blessed with the blessings of the Dao of Heaven and the Immortal King.

This ancient city repelled the darkness many times in its most glorious period, and made the whole world bless him. The marks on the forehead bones of the Seven Kings of the Bianhuang were denounced by others as the mark of sin and blood. King best wishes.

It contains the inheritance of the most peak achievements of the Seven Kings of the Frontier Desolation. If one of their descendants has a frontal bone blooming, which is a symbol of glory, they will naturally master the treasures they once mastered and become the natural supreme.

At its peak, the city was shrouded in endless divine light, and all the immortal kings from the Immortal Realm came here on their own initiative to have a chat with the Seven Kings of Border Desolation.

At that time, the ancient city could easily accommodate tens of millions of people. At its peak, the population here exceeded hundreds of millions.

The critical gates are guarded by real immortals, and the most important gates are even suppressed by the immortal king himself.

But now after the one-armed veterans were summoned, only a few thousand old and weak women and children came out of the city.

They only have old men, women and children, not any young people.

The strongest and most powerful people died in battle that year, and the most powerful group of young men could live hard into old age, but they also lacked arms and legs, and all of them became disabled.

Thirteen and fourteen-year-old boys all looked resolute, holding spears, wearing tattered animal skins, or armor with holes everywhere. Even though they were born not long ago, they have been fighting in this world for a long time.

The one-armed old man looked at this Mu and remained silent for a long time.

One after another golden brilliance hanging down from the void covered everyone with a layer of gold.

"Anyone under the age of 14 has come forward."

More than two hundred children came out of the crowd, silent, as if they had practiced countless times.

The one-armed old man looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "You will accept a difficult task, which is related to the survival of the imperial city."

The other people who were not selected suddenly had light in the twilight, but before they could speak, the one-armed old man took the initiative to cut off their thoughts, saying: "This time the task is extremely difficult, our king, who was once invincible His king has returned once more."

boom!
The crowd exploded at once, and everyone's eyes had bright divine light blooming.

"Is the king really back?"

"Where is he? Is he trapped in some area? We will definitely bring him back."

"Choose me, no matter what difficulties, I will find the king."

……

The one-armed old man reached out and pressed down, and the chaotic people suddenly fell silent.

He said in a deep voice: "The king's breath has appeared in the homeland, but it is not certain that he will return. We need someone to find him and tell him that the imperial city is still there, and the king is still alive."

(End of this chapter)