Great Dao Ji

The sea of ​​heart is invisible, but the mirror has substance.

Light and shadow interweave on it, and its body also has textures emerging. Indistinctly, one can feel an inexplicable stirring.

No wonder Sanxin Lan Lingtong has this feeling. If other people spy on this mirror, they will certainly not think it is an illusory existence.

"My heart has thousands of magical powers and principles, and the heart mirror is in it. It absorbs the strengths of all laws. It is not surprising that it can communicate with spirits, but it is naturally not a matter of one day or one night to want to "come back to life", so there is no need to be afraid."

An Qisheng looked into the sea of ​​heart. He was meticulous and meticulous, and his control over himself was the strongest. Naturally, there was nothing in his body that could be hidden from him.

The many changes in the heart mirror were originally tacitly approved and even guided by him.

The birth of spirits in the heart is naturally a taboo for other cultivators. If there is a sign, they will definitely extinguish it, but An Qisheng will not care.

The great Tai Chi of heaven and earth, the small world of human body, the self to oneself is like the "sky" to the universe, the sky is not afraid of spirits, and he naturally has no fear.

Perhaps one day this heart mirror will be able to generate intelligence and even more powerful magical powers, but so what?

If you are afraid of a mirror that you created yourself, how can you practice, and how can you deal with the "endless destruction" you sense in the dark?

"I still feel it is very dangerous"

The three-hearted blue spirit child is still a little uneasy.

This state of mind contains a lot of Tao essence, and it can even be said that it has truly witnessed all the growth of this "Mr. Monster".

If it is born with intelligence, it will almost be the second "Mr. Monster", right?

"Don't pay attention to it."

An Qisheng did not explain again. With a thought, the various "Tao pattern scrolls" in the mirror have already overflowed like water waves.

And slowly unfolded in the sea of ​​​​heart.

The three-hearted blue spirit child watched from a distance and could clearly see the various legal patterns and deep Tao essence in it. Every "Tao pattern scroll" was extremely complicated.

And because of its transformation, every moment there will be a deeper legal principle, which will repeat itself endlessly.

Although many of the veins in it were outlined by himself, Sanxin Lan Lingtong felt that he could not understand it at all.

He clearly knew every pattern, but when they were combined, they became something he did not recognize.

Even though it knew that each of the thirty-six Taoist paintings contained a powerful magical power, and together they inherited the "Thirty-six Changes of Tiangang".

"Tao and treasure complement each other, refining treasure is refining Tao, if such a complex and endless spiritual treasure is cast"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong could not help but exclaimed: "I am afraid it will surpass any spiritual treasure in this world, ancient and modern? I am afraid you will become a true myth in this world, surpassing the ancient and modern Saint Emperor Tianzun!"

In the past few decades, it has also gained a lot, the inheritance of the secret methods of the holy lands of various sects, and many legendary essays, which have greatly improved it.

But even in all the legends and myths it knew, it had never seen any spiritual treasure that was as complex as these thirty-six Taoist paintings!

It was very clear that there were seventy-two lands outside the thirty-six heavens

It could not imagine how this monster would grow when these ‘thirty-six heavens’ and ‘seventy-two lands’ really came into being?

Can he cross the barrier between the short-lived species and the long-lived species?

“Civilization is passed down from generation to generation, and the latter is based on the former. There is no question of who is stronger than who.”

An Qisheng was in deep thought.

The words of the three-hearted blue spirit boy did not stir up any waves in his heart.

There is no meaning in comparing the past and the present. The predecessors opened up the nine realms and eleven steps. Are the descendants really stronger than the ancients if they follow and go higher?

There is no such comparison.

Moreover, even if it is condensed into thirty-six heavens, and all kinds of magical powers are gathered into the number of ‘Earthly Evil Heavenly Gang’, it may not be able to break through that threshold.

Needless to say, even if you step over that threshold, the victory or defeat of the strong and the weak is not just talk.

If you want to distinguish the strong and the weak, you must be able to dream for thousands of years and compete with the emperors in your dreams.

Otherwise, it is the ancient and modern emperors who can "reborn against the will of heaven"!

Sanxin Lan Lingtong wanted to say something, but An Qisheng ignored it. His divine will flowed and gathered on the layers of Taoist paintings.

He deduced one by one in his mind, checked for omissions, and made various subtle adjustments.

He made the final preparations for refining treasures.

Lingbao is like Taobao, and treasure is also Tao. If something goes wrong, it is extremely difficult to recover. No matter how cautious you are, it is not too much.

A great war ended, leaving the world in ruins.

That battle was too intense, even the Great Beginning Holy Land could not bear it completely.

Outside the Great Beginning Holy Mountain, the mountains and rivers that spread over tens of thousands of miles were all divided by the sharp airflow and strong wind.

The once familiar peaks were flattened or even wiped out, and the land was flat, but there was no trace of green on it.

The once boundless spiritual fields were completely wiped out by the aftermath, and the formations set up by the Great Beginning Holy Land could not resist this level of shocking collision.

At this time, many disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land who were running around the mountains and rivers on the earth, cleaning up the ruins and calming the earth veins felt the same as the disciples of the Wanfa Building felt before.

Even ten times stronger.

Such a powerful collision, if there was no formation left by the Supreme to protect it, I am afraid that the Great Beginning Holy Land would be razed to the ground, right?

Ang~

The dragon flew into the sky, and the dragon's saliva fell on the earth like rain, attracting the ubiquitous spiritual energy to fall into the earth veins and restore the vitality of this land.

The battle to seal the king is not an easy one. After the first battle, just relying on the spontaneous restoration of the world, it will take thousands of years to restore the old outlook. It is only natural to speed up the process.

Datoluo sat cross-legged on the dragon's back, overlooking the messy land and mountains, with a solemn expression.

The mess of tens of thousands of miles of mountains, rivers and land does not attract his attention. What he cares about is the void that fills the heaven and earth.

Even after the war ended, there was a slight aura that never dissipated for a long time.

These breaths are insignificant, but if ignored, they can make this sky and this land barren of grass and birds and animals for thousands of years.

"call!"

Ao Wuhead manifested the body of a divine dragon, opened his mouth and spurted out rain like a waterfall. Ambergris has always been a treasure of heaven and earth, and the dragon's saliva shattered the vacuum.

It can nourish the earth, enlighten the vegetation, and the birds and beasts will fade away from their mortal bodies after learning about it.

If he had not lived in the Holy Land of Da Shi for a long time and was deeply protected by it, Ao Wushou would never have done such a thing.

Huhu~

The divine dragon soars in the sky, spreading sweet rain.

Datuo Luo sits cross-legged on the dragon's back, reciting Buddhist chants and washing away the lingering atmosphere between heaven and earth.

On the earth, there are countless disciples, true disciples, and elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land, using various magical powers to cleanse the earth inch by inch.

Restore the earth's veins, reshape the mountains and rivers, and re-open the spiritual fields.

The battle was short, but the aftermath was long. In the end, the two old feudal princes joined in and cleared everything up within a few months.

Then, they began to welcome worshipers from Eastern Continent, other continents, and even foreign races.

"It is indeed a holy land. I have been waiting here for less than half a year, but I can no longer see any traces of the war."

On the Wanlong boat, Zhu Gong looked out from the air and was amazed in his heart.

Naturally, he had seen the previous battle through some means. Not to mention the earth-shattering collision, it was just the storm caused by the Great Shi Jin Zhong Zhong Bo.

It was enough to level this mountain range.

At this time, at first glance, there is not even the slightest trace, which shows how fast the movements of Da Shi Holy Land are.

The aftermath is far beyond Wanfa Tower. Is this a holy place?

"With millions of years of inheritance, even if the strong cannot survive forever, the foundation is beyond our imagination."

Yuan Duxiu looked at the Holy Mountain of Dashi in the distance.

There is a divine light lingering on the Holy Mountain of Dashi, with many Dao patterns flowing, and the rays of light are dense and magnificent.

At this time, under the Holy Mountain of Dashi, there were various strange beasts and birds, and chariots were stopped.

Many of them are not in the style of Dongzhou. Obviously, there are people from other big states coming, and there are quite a few of them.

Obviously, the birth of a king has a far greater impact in today's world than in any other era in ancient and modern times.

It is also beyond the imagination of many people.

"There are many masters among the people who worshiped the mountain this time!" At this time, Miao Meng, who was more and more beautiful in red clothes, walked out of the cabin with a slightly solemn expression.

She could feel the powerful auras inside and outside the Holy Mountain of Da Shi. In fact, although they had spent a lot of time collecting heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Those who may come faster than them are obviously not ordinary people.

"It doesn't seem to make any difference whether you are a master or not, right?" Zhu Gong stroked his long beard with his hand, but smiled bitterly.

In front of that person at this time.

In today's world, how many people can be called masters?

When thousands of dragon boats move forward, someone comes to greet them, but it is Fang Yingqiu.

"Everyone has come from afar, and I apologize for the poor reception." Fang Yingqiu came through the air, cupped his hands from afar, and led everyone in Wanfa Tower to the front of the mountain.

When they arrived at the mountain, everyone saw that there were more people in front of the mountain than expected, and they were even more mixed. Many of them spoke in different tones and dressed in chariots, and they were obviously not practitioners from Dongzhou.

They are all waiting.

There is no doubt that monks are the most difficult group of people to manage, and many masters from all over the world gather here, including many Dongtian and vacuum-shattering experts.

But everyone was very peaceful. Even though the mountain gate was right in front and no permission was allowed, no one dared to enter.

Even though there were many monks gathered together, there was not a trace of noise in front of the mountain.

Several people on the Wanlong boat looked at each other.

Several of them had more or less relationships with An Qisheng, or had met him in person. Although they were shocked by his achievements, they did not have much change in their hearts.

Until this time, I saw thousands of great monks at the foot of the mountain waiting solemnly, sitting or standing, closing their eyes or looking into the distance, but there was not a single noise.

Only then did his heart change, and he suddenly felt great awe.

Thirty million years ago, until now, there are only eleven steps in the nine realms. The Tongtian realm is not only the king, but also the highest among the nine realms!

In other words, it is the true pinnacle and ceiling among the trillions of Jingzhao monks throughout the ages!

Miao Meng glanced at Yuan Duxiu, who was also thoughtful beside her, and felt touched in her heart:

"King Yuanyang."

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