Omniscient and Almighty

   Chapter 1047 Outside the Territory

   Great World, Taishangzong.

   Taishangqing's micro-jade emptiness is a myriad of caves.

An old man who could not tell the exact age slowly opened his eyes while sitting in meditation, and he pinched his hands on his knees at will. After a while, he smiled slightly, "It's been ten thousand years again. What will it bring?"

   Chaos world.

   As these three words were uttered, the old man frowned slightly, but he felt a whim, as if pulling something.

   However, this time, no matter how much he tried, he didn't catch any secrets.

   "Wacky! Weird!"

   The old man muttered in his heart, but he didn't take it too seriously.

   There are two possibilities for this situation, one is that there may be some special changes in the Chaos World, and the other is that the Chaos World is still the same, but this time another power may enter the world.

   After a little thought for a while, the old man stood up.

   With his standing up, the entire cave where the old man was before turned into flames, and then the flames turned into water and mist, and then became invisible, and scattered into the cave.

   Looking at the vast sun in the distant sky ahead, the old man folded his hands and bowed.

   "The Taishangzong is in charge of this generation to visit the Taoist ancestors."

   "Reporting to Daozu, after 10,000 years, the realm of chaos has opened up again, and the ditch is connected to all realms."

   "My sect has been in the same weather for ten thousand years, with little change."

   "About the Chaos World, please also ask Daozu to show it."

The old man's voice fell behind, and ten phantoms suddenly appeared in the vast sun, such as ten transparent suns, and these ten suns came to the old man in a flash. The ten incomparably huge phantom suns have turned into flames the size of ten fingers.

   Ten flames hung quietly in front of the old man.

   At the same time, the same voice resounded in the hearts of the ten Taishang Sect disciples, "Come to Wanhua Dongtian."

   Soon after, ten people of different ages, four men and six women, stood in front of the old man.

   "There is a realm between heaven and earth, called the realm of chaos. This realm is opened every ten thousand years. Every time it is opened, an almighty will be created, and if there are no great accidents, this almighty will definitely grow into a Taoist ancestor in the years to come."

   Hearing this, all ten people showed extremely shocked expressions on their originally calm faces.

   "Daozu? Great Uncle, the disciple heard right, you mean Taozu?" One of them said in shock.

   With this question from him, although the others did not speak again, their expressions clearly showed the same doubt and shock.

   Especially shocked.

According to the cultivation of the great world, several of these ten are originally "powerful", who are respected and feared by many high-ranking monks, but at this moment, all of them can't help but thump in their hearts. Get up, unbelievable.

   No matter what kind of "powerful", compared with the rank of Taoist ancestors, they are all different from clouds and mud.

   "Yes, you heard it right, it is the Taoist ancestor." The old man nodded slightly, and then he didn't say much, just said: "This time ten people have entered the world on my behalf, there is no need to ask more, go!"

  Ten flames fell from the top of the ten people's heads.

  In an instant, the flames and people all vanished, leaving the old man alone to stand quietly.

   Great World, Qinglian Sect.

   Qinglian metaplasia pool.

   Countless green lotus plants are either calm or swaying in the seemingly endless blue sea, and above the blue sea, countless strange-shaped "fish" shuttle and jump, either vicious, or clever and well-behaved, and so on.

  Those are not real fish, but the various methods of the Qinglian sect, through the supernatural powers of the Taoist ancestors, transformed into a spiritual machine of good fortune, born and died in the transformation pool, for the green lotus in the pool to see and watch.

   Those green lotus are not real green lotus either.

   Well, not all.

   Among them, more than half of the green lotuses are indeed real spiritual plants. There are lotuses that are born, there are lotuses that are ten years old and centuries old, and there are even lotus that have not withered for thousands of years.

   And the rest of the green lotuses were transformed by the people of the Qinglian sect who put their minds into the pool through the "Qinglian Transformation Technique".

   Together with the real Qinglian, they grow and nurture in this endless fortune-telling.

   This is also the foundation of the Qinglian Sect, the root of the sect.

   At this time, in the boundless blue sea, a green lotus plant automatically transformed itself into the image of a middle-aged monk.

This middle-aged cultivator stood on the blue waves, looked around slowly, and then gave a slight shout in his mouth. The next moment, suddenly, when there was no cloud in the sky, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and in an instant, black clouds rolled, silver snakes Wreaking havoc, this endless domain turned from a clear sky to a thunderbolt.

   Day turns to darkness.

   Hurricane, heavy rain.

   Raindrops, big and small, fell from the sky with the momentum of severing the sky and breaking the earth, falling on the endless blue sea, and falling on the countless green lotuses transformed by those Qinglian sects, but they did not touch the real Qinglian.

The Qinglians transformed by the Qinglian sects suddenly suffered from this change. Some were still in a daze and were shattered by the rainstorm, and some tried desperately to avoid and confront them in various ways. Most of them don't last long.

   After about a cup of tea, in addition to the real green lotus, there are only three green lotus trees in the boundless blue sea, but they have also been broken.

   At this time, the wind closed in the rain, and the dark domain of thunder turned into a vast clear sky.

   "Meet the suzerain!"

  The three green lotus trees also incarnated at this time, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young girl, all came to the previous middle-aged cultivator to worship.

   The middle-aged cultivator stretched out his hand, and in this boundless blue sea, he took out three lotus seeds from different green lotuses, and then he flicked his fingers, and the three lotus seeds turned into blue light and shadow and merged into the three people.

   "There is a realm outside the realm, which is called the realm of chaos, the realm of creation, the realm of supreme truth, and the realm of absolute destiny. There are various names among different monks in various realms."

   "This world opens and closes every ten thousand years. When it opens, monks from all worlds pour in. When it closes, there is only one person left."

   "The survivors will be chaotic, be created, obtain the unsurpassed true law, ascend to the sky in one step, leap above the limitless monks in the world, become a powerful body, and become the seed of Taoist ancestors."

   Hearing this, all three were shocked.

   The old man was even shocked to the point that his body shape kept switching back and forth between the human body and Qinglian, and after switching so many times, he stabilized as a human body again.

   The middle-aged monk glanced at him.

   The old man lowered his head and looked ashamed, "Let the master laugh!"

   The middle-aged cultivator shook his head and chuckled: "You think the two of them are calmer than you? One of them is about to burst, and the other is still stunned."

   The next moment, the other two came back to their senses, the middle-aged scratched their heads, and the girl smiled shyly.

  The girl has calmed down a lot at this time, at least she looks calm, but her words are still full of incredible, "Master, how can there be such a place?"

   (end of this chapter)