Great Dao Ji

Buzz~

The bronze mirror is no longer visible, but the purple light in the Nether World has not dimmed at all. Instead, it has become more intense as time goes by.

A group of humans and ghosts in the Netherworld were bathed in purple light, their expressions changing several times.

"teacher……"

Sa Wuling stood in the Netherworld, looking into the sky into the distance. He could naturally see everything clearly with his eyesight.

Above the divine court in the sky, a giant god intertwined with laws and principles is standing high on the throne. A purple sun patrols the sky and crosses the boundary, and the purple light shines wherever it passes.

The six-round sun, which had been dimming since eight thousand years ago, was completely extinguished, collapsed, and shattered in the increasingly magnificent purple light.

Declaring the complete end of the creation of the gods.

A new era is coming.

Ye Xiaoyi said nothing and chased away as the bronze mirror soared into the air.

"Woo, you, why did you leave again, why did you leave again..."

Emperor Gou was agitated. Sometimes he fell to the ground and cried loudly, and sometimes he looked up to the sky and roared. The high-pitched and harsh sound waves made everyone frown.

It also woke up the old Buddha who was in a trance.

"Yuanyang, Yuanyang..."

In the faint murmur, Miesheng's expression calmed down, he was just feeling the changes in his body, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

Man's origin is only one, and it will not become three just because you cut off three parts of yourself. Even if he has amazing means to bridge his own origin, he will take another point from Bodhi.

But after all, there was a slight difference.

Although there is only a slight difference, this small difference means that he is still not perfect.

Not being perfect means that he cannot go any further, even if he enlightens more spiritual beings.

But at this moment, feeling the completeness and harmony of himself, he felt uneasy for a moment, more complicated than happy.

"he……"

Taoist Bodhi, who also felt his own changes, sighed slightly and looked at the giant god above the divine court who played with the years and controlled the yin and yang.

Above the divine court, Yuanyang sat high on the divine throne, looking at Netherworld with calm and ruthless eyes, without joy or sorrow, and without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"I can no longer feel his breath..."

Bodhi looked at Miesheng, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes. He was not a hard-hearted person to begin with, and he felt even more emotional at this moment.

"Is it easy to be in harmony?"

Mie Sheng Zhan responded with indifference despite the distracting thoughts in his heart: "Not just the breath, but as the years go by, his joy, anger, sorrow, and even memory will disappear, leaving only a trace of obsession...

This is what is called selflessness..."

Miesheng's voice was calm and cold, with a hint of undetectable regret.

Good, evil, ego!

Bodhi was shocked: "Behead all three corpses?!"

The method of three corpses originally came from Su Jie, a man from Xuanxing who was born with great fortune, and was successfully deduced through the 'Dayan Tiantong'.

There are many strange things about this method. It is extremely difficult to practice, and it is also extremely uncertain. It involves one's own soul and heart. If there is a slight mistake, it will be completely destroyed.

The execution of all three corpses has not been deduced by Dayan Tiantong, and only a few glimpses of the possibility can be seen.

Theoretically, once good and evil are cut out, the mind is already perfect.

No one can guess what the consequences of killing all three corpses will be, but in his opinion, this is most likely to be real death!

"You thought he was going to die?"

As if aware of Bodhi's surprise, Miesheng sneered first, with a glimmer of light in his eyes:

"In the Starry Sky Building Master's Three Thousand Killing Paths Map of the Universe, this level is also called 'Nirvana'!"

Nirvana is neither death nor rebirth.

Nirvana is a state of neither birth nor death, flowing through life and death. It is a state of neither birth nor death. It means perfection and eternity.

This is the necessary process leading to the realm that is truly one with heaven and on par with the Tao, the extreme of the Tao.

Without this process, there is no real achievement.

The saints of the Emperor and Heaven crossed this barrier to form the Dao Heaven and Earth. In the Land of the Emperor and Heaven, their power was even stronger than that of the Lord of the Starry Sky.

This is the reason why they are not looked down upon by Starry Sky Host and are regarded as ants.

"You mean..."

Bodhi was thoughtful. His state was no less than that of the annihilation of life, so he naturally perceived what was in it.

"Nirvana?"

Sa Wuling did not know when he had appeared in front of the two of them, bowed slightly, and first called him ‘Uncle Master’ before saying:

"I dare to ask my uncle, what does nirvana mean?"

"Uncle Master?"

A trace of evil flashed through Miesheng's eyes before he calmed down and said calmly: "At this time, your teacher still has memories. You don't ask him, but you come to ask me?"

After that, with a flick of his sleeves, he just pretended that Sa Wuling didn't exist.

"this……"

Sa Wuling shook his head and laughed, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Miesheng seemed to be leaving, he just asked bravely:

"May I ask...what does the old Buddha want?"

"If you don't leave, are you going to punish me after His memory disappears completely?"

Miessheng stepped onto the void with one step, flicked his hand, and threw out a stream of light. At the same time, it disappeared into the darkness, escaped from the void and broke through the world:

"Give this thing back to him!"

"Um?"

Sa Wuling took the streak of light and frowned. It seemed like a corner of an ancient scroll...

"Looking back at my life, it seems that I have done something, and it seems that I have done nothing. However, after all, I have gone away, and now, it is time to go..."

Taoist Bodhi looked around, carefully studying the world, and finally sighed, shaking his hands and throwing out a stream of light.

"Send this together..."

"Uncle Master?" Sa Wuling took over the stream of light. Taoist Bodhi had disappeared into the darkness, leaving only his voice floating between heaven and earth:

"Go, go..."

…

After many years of separation, Sa Wuling thought about meeting his teacher again more than once.

But no matter how much preparation he had made, when he saw An Qisheng sitting high on the throne, a huge sadness still surged into his heart.

The divine court is majestic and sacred, with clusters of palaces, floating islands everywhere, and many spiritual beasts and birds playing among the flowers and plants.

The Divine Court is the highest in all realms, and the God's seat is at the height of the Divine Court. Perched high above it, he can overlook the heaven and earth, and governs all things.

But Sa Wuling was a little unable to speak, so he just bowed for a long time: "Unworthy disciple Sa Wuling, pay your respects to the teacher..."

Under the throne, Ye Xiaoyi had already burst into tears, trying hard not to cry.

"After many years of separation, you are getting older."

On the throne, the divine man with the same voice and appearance as An Qisheng caressed the long hair of the female disciple and sighed:

"Feelings come from the heart. It's not been easy for you these past few years."

Sa Wuling took a deep breath, his eyes flushed: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Teacher, you are now..." Sa Wuling was worried.

The moment he set foot in the divine court, he already felt something strange. The teacher was still the teacher, but the aura on his body was gradually changing.

Become purer, calmer, vaster, and more ruthless.

Is it true that as Miesheng said, the teacher will lose all his memories and emotions?

"Otherwise, I cannot stay in this world forever."

The man of God shook his head slightly, dreaming, there are limits.

"Nirvana?"

Sa Wuling's heart moved: "It's neither life nor death..."

"It's hard to explain in a few words. You just need to remember that all the saints may not really die. There are still great enemies outside the sky, but they won't really come for a while..."

As the god spoke, he suddenly frowned slightly: "There are some things that are probably too late to say..."

He pointed a finger, and a flash of purple light fell in front of Sa Wuling and turned into a book.

At the same time, the shadows of two ancient scrolls flew towards the throne.

"The enemy..."

Sa Wuling's heart sank slightly. At this time, the teacher had already united heaven and earth with Qi, replacing all the saints and becoming the only supreme being between heaven and earth.

His power must have surpassed that of the former Six Saints. Is there any enemy?

"Go!"

The god-man sighed slightly tiredly, waved his hand, and an invisible force swept the two of them out of the palace:

"Don't come here again..."

Boom!

The door of the temple closed heavily, and Ye Xiaoyi's heart trembled. She felt that the teacher's breath and traces were quickly disappearing, and she couldn't help but feel great sadness:

"teacher!"

Sa Wuling held a purple book in his hand and stood in front of the temple. After a long time, he bowed longly and his sleeves dropped to the ground:

"I will live up to the teacher's trust..."

…

"First Saint..."

On the Tianqi stage, Long Xingyi, who was already the master of the four major continents, stood with his hands behind his hands. Under the imperial crown, a touch of sadness appeared on his unusually handsome face: "Will there be a day when we see each other again?"

Long Xingyi walked up and down the Tianqi Terrace, leaning on the railing and looking down. One by one, the Ling River was drawn from the mountains. As the energy became stronger, the Ling River ran faster, running through thousands of urban areas in the imperial capital, and flowing into every household.

It is both necessary for life and necessary for practice.

Over the past eight thousand years, almost every household in the Imperial Capital, Lingquan Mansion, and even the whole of Nanzhan has someone practicing the art of Qi refining.

With the advent of the human world and the exchange between the two worlds, the atmosphere of cultivation has become more and more intense. In the imperial capital alone, there are no less than three thousand Qi practitioners who once had the soul.

There are more and more in hundreds of state capitals, and even in the whole country.

By unifying the four major continents, the power of the Great Zhou Dynasty had grown immensely, and the daily throughput of people in the imperial capital was hundreds of times greater than that of 8,000 years ago.

At this time, the whole city was boiling with excitement. Under the shining of the purple sun, all Qi practitioners with Qi skills felt the bottleneck loosen.

I felt that the shackles that had troubled me for a long time disappeared with the disappearance of the sun, and an indescribable relaxation filled my body and mind from the inside out.

But where no one noticed, the energy between heaven and earth gradually became stronger, and spiritual grass quietly grew among the mountains, rivers and grasslands that collapsed and then recovered.

"Perhaps one day in the future, there will still be strife in the world, but before I die, I will carry it all..."

Long Xingyi murmured to himself, but he knew that that person would definitely hear him.

Because he could feel that from the sky, there was a pair of eyes watching him, or in other words, watching all living beings.

It seems that if you raise your head three feet, you will see the gods.

In the imperial capital, the Confucian academy, the backyard, and the quiet hut, the sound of writing and writing can be heard.

Shashasha~~~

Zeng San crouched at his desk and wrote quickly, leaving a line of cursive writing on the history book. Many words jumped and changed, like spiritual beings, they turned into all kinds of bubbles, uncertain of brightness or extinction.

The purple sun rises, the suns collapse...

The purple sun patrols the sky, and visions appear between heaven and earth, which may be a sign of sorrow for the death of saints, or it may be a congratulation to the 'Taoist Saint' for attaining enlightenment...

This day may be called the Yuanyang Ji, the first year!

Continue to code, I don’t know if I can still write it or not. Don’t wait, don’t dare to say anything...