Chapter 1551 2 Great Saint Ancestors

In the wilderness, under an old tree, a person was sitting. .Ux

He was wearing a tattered linen clothes, unkempt, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life.

He looked up at the sky with a thoughtful look on his face. How can he be detached?

For a long time, he said to himself again: Is detachment the only way?

For other cultivators, it may be necessary to transcend, conform to the way of heaven, and become a part of the way of heaven, but he is different. He is cultivating the way of his destiny, and he has always been against nature.

If he wanted, he could abandon the natal path now and become detached, but he still wanted to continue practicing the natal path.

natal life

He sat there, lost in thought.

When he was thirsty, he went to drink some water from the creek nearby. When he was hungry, he went to hunt wild animals. Day after day, he sat cross-legged under the old tree and realized the Tao.

In a blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Seven years have passed since he began to transform into a mortal.

His figure was getting thinner and thinner, but there was an astonishing look in his eyes that was growing stronger and stronger.

natal self

I am the sky, so why should I submit to this sky? I not only have to jump out of the mortal world, but I also have to jump out of this sky. This is the real transcendence!

Tang Hao realized it!

He finally realized the true meaning of his destiny.

At this moment of his epiphany, in the dilapidated fairy mansion inside his body, a faint light flashed, just like the light of a candle, swaying constantly.

The light was so weak that it seemed to go out if it was blown lightly.

Tang Hao sat cross-legged under the tree and closed his eyes.

He fell into concentration, like a stone sculpture, motionless despite the wind and rain.

Another year has passed.

At the other end of the wasteland, a figure appeared. It was an old man in black robe. He looked from a distance, looked at the tree and the figure under the tree, and showed a sad expression.

Eight years!

For those who transform into mortals, this is not a long time. Many people transform into mortals for decades or nearly a hundred years.

However, the current situation is a bit bad. Recently, many people have appeared in all directions of Qingping Star. He has killed them all, but this is not a long-term solution.

Now all the people who come are transformed immortals, but what if a holy ancestor comes?

Not to mention the Holy Ancestor, even if there were a few more ancestor-level figures, he wouldn't be able to stop him.

I can only hope that the Lord will have an epiphany as soon as possible and succeed in transforming into a mortal!

After standing there for a while, he sighed softly, then suddenly disappeared as soon as his figure moved.

Time passed day by day, and figures appeared from time to time outside the Qingping Star. Not only there were Transformers, but also Zhan Dao. Once they came in, they would never come back, and they all disappeared on this star.

At first, this was nothing, but gradually, as more and more people disappeared here, it attracted the attention of many people, and more people were sent here.

On this day, in the starry sky outside Qingping Star, ripples appeared in the void, revealing a gap.

A figure stepped out and landed here.

His whole body was shrouded in golden light, and the brilliance was so dazzling that it was like a small sun, lying across the starry sky.

It was impossible to see his face clearly. There was an immortal power in him that was as vast as the abyss.

Qingping Star!

He murmured, and two golden eyes shined out, looking towards the star in front of him.

At this moment, all the cultivators on Qingping Star felt the pressure from the outside. They looked horrified and their hearts trembled. Some low-level cultivators even knelt down, under this pressure. Under the pressure, he shivered.

Could this be Xianwei?

Where can the great power come?

On this star, there were shocked exclamations everywhere.

Countless people prostrated themselves and kowtowed to the sky.

not good!

In a corner of the wasteland, an old man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky with a look of horror.

What he worried about finally happened!

In the starry sky, that figure stood, two golden eyes scanning around, searching the entire star. All the creatures on it could not escape his gaze, and any disguise would be seen through by him.

Where is that kid?

He murmured,

The tone was a little impatient.

In order to find that boy, he traveled across most of the starry sky. By calculation, it had been ten years. He failed again and again, and his patience was almost reaching its limit.

After scanning for a moment, suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he discovered something.

This is hahaha! It's him! That’s right! It's that kid!

He laughed loudly and was ecstatic.

He finally found it!

This is the true nature of that boy!

Ho! It turned out to be hiding here. It took me so many years to look for it, but I finally found it! He sneered, and in a flash, he tore open the void and landed on Qingping Star.

Shi Xiaoer, hand over all your treasures!

Carrying the overwhelming immortal power, he descended onto the wasteland.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds moved, thousands of thunders roared, and the whole world trembled under his power.

Below him, there is an old tree, and a person is sitting under the tree, like a stone sculpture.

Whoosh!

A figure flashed in front of him.

Fantasy sea?

The saint frowned.

It's the old monk!

snort! A mere immortal, nothing more than an ant! roll! The saint flicked his fingers, and Monk Huanhai fell down with a pop, spurting out blood.

With just one finger, he was seriously injured.

Although the peak of immortality is only one step away from that of a saint, the gap between the two is as vast as the heavens.

After knocking the illusory sea away, the saint sneered again. Without even looking at the illusory sea, he stepped down through the air and pointed his sharp edge at the figure under the tree.

Shi Xiao'er, you are quite a person, but it's a pity that you can't take this step after all. If you want to become a saint, you can do it in the next life! All your treasures will be mine, helping me survive the second or even third level of thunder tribulation, allowing me to ascend to the supreme realm!

He shouted loudly, "Let's check it out!" Doesn’t this kid have a lot of treasures? We happened to be separated, what do you think?

Saint Ancestor Xuansha thought for a moment and nodded.

Well, let’s capture this kid first, find out the treasure, and then divide it up!

The two of them sank down together and fell onto the wasteland.