Chapter 1204 In the Midst of the Years, Worship the Tao Again!

woo woo~

With one step, the barrier between reality and illusion is broken.

At this moment, Yang Jue looked back at the real world, and he could faintly see Emperor Qing stop and see him off, and after a distant bow, he turned and left.

He knew the purpose of Emperor Qing's visit, and he could feel the kindness of the head of the five emperors, but he would not be shaken.

The precipitation of the years cannot be made up overnight, but those Nine Tribulations Gods and Buddhas with profound foundations may break through at any time.

As the three-buried monk said, if you don't make great strides when your realm is not inferior and you win, the further you go, the less chance you will have.

This point is very clear in his heart.

Instead of facing all the supreme giants who have returned to the top after thousands of years, it is better to take the initiative to attack now when the time and place are at their best!

"Survival in death, victory in defeat, nothing more!"

With a leisurely sigh, Yang Jue's belief is as strong as iron. Before he came to Tianhai, he had no fear, and now that he has become enlightened, he will not have the slightest bit of apprehension or fear.

Even if, what he is going to set foot in is the battlefield where the six supreme giants of the Nine Tribulations are fighting each other.

hum!

This is a land of grotesques and time reversal.

In the meantime, Yang Ju walked slowly.

The body of chaos can accommodate all kinds of energy, even if the time and space are reversed, and the turbulent currents cannot shake his body.

It is a strange, strange, changeable, chaotic image that cannot be understood by people.

But to Yang Ju at this time, this strangeness that ordinary people, even gods, could not comprehend was nothing.

During this time, he looked far into the distance, and could even clearly capture countless messages from this bizarre place.

"Past, present, Future……"

There seems to be a bright mirror rising in the sea of ​​mind, and all kinds of scenes are reflected on it one by one. In it, Yang Yu saw many specious legends.

The future that seems to be true and false, and many big and small things that are happening now.

However, these scenes flow very fast, and are extremely fragmented and upside down. It is almost impossible to find a specific thing from them.

With Yang Ju's practice today, he can only see a sporadic glimpse of his own future.

Or it can be said that it is some kind of possibility...

"The first period of the Ten Tribulations, 16,700 years, the Yang prison in the mountains and seas broke through the gossip furnace, and was promoted to the throne in the divine court, the great sage who reaches the sky..."

"In the same year, he rebelled against the heavens, set up a flag in the mountains and seas, and invited the heroes of the Ten Tribulations, intending to rebel against the heavens..."

"Ten kalpas and 67,000 years, the heroes entered the Great Luotian amidst the turmoil..."

"On the same day, the cultivators of the Ten Tribulations and the Immortal Gods of the Nine Tribulations suffered a lot of casualties. During the intense calamity, Yang Yu died and was beheaded by the emperor..."

"...The master of the soldiers, Yu Qiangang beat the drum, and the endless weapons shot straight into the sky and the sea, shaking the big Luotian..."

"At the same time, a headless corpse roared at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, and was promoted to the position of 'Xing Tian' amidst the endless fighting and fighting..."

"Heaven punishes the undead, it is for Xingtian..."

...

All kinds of messages rolled like tides, intertwined and changed on the mirror of the sea of ​​mind, and Yang Ju's will climbed to the extreme.

After staying in this grotesque place for an unknown amount of time, Yang Yu just barely composes a piece of information about his own future that still has a lot of missing pieces.

"Heavenly punishment is not dead, it is for Xingtian..."

Walking slowly among the endless grotesques, Yang Jue's mind was calm, even though he saw himself die several times, there was no disturbance.

The future is uncertain, and all the things that haven't happened can't disturb his mind.

However, he also saw a lot of interesting things in these scattered pictures.

Such as Xing Tian, ​​such as Tai Yi, such as Qin Shi...

"Heavenly punishment is not dead, it is for Xingtian..."

Stretching out his hand to hold the ray of information in his palm, Yang Ju thought thoughtfully:

"So, in that possible future, is it Qin Shi from the Xuanhuang Realm who is finally promoted to the Nine Heavens Slayer Demon?"

Hum~!

While his mind was turning, Yang Jue casually flipped over, the yellowed ancient bell inside his sleeve robe suddenly grew bigger, like a platform, supporting his figure.

And the fat-headed doll, the newborn spirit of the Chaos Clock, also appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is the corridor of time?"

The fat baby looked around and seemed to recognize this place:

"Why did you come here..."

Yang Ji's heart moved slightly:

"The Corridor of Time? Why can't I come here?"

"You, you have just become a Taoist master, shouldn't you sit quietly and nourish your own way, pass on the scriptures and Dharma, accumulate the rhyme of the way, and improve your way?"

The fat-headed baby subconsciously replied, it looked around, and suddenly shivered:

"You, you don't mean to dedicate me to God, God...Him?!"

At this moment, Yang Ju was keenly aware of the fear of this chaotic clock spirit, the extreme fear.

So much so that I don't even dare to name it...

"What do you think?"

Yang Ju remained calm and asked back.

This fat-headed doll seems harmless to humans and animals, but he will never forget that this chaotic clock is most likely one of the oldest innate treasures recorded in history.

An ancient treasure that has gone through three calamities, even if it is a fledgling spirit, it still has terrifying power that ordinary people can't fathom.

It will never be as harmless as it seems...

"Yes, should..."

The fat-headed baby's smile froze a bit.

"If He really wants to take you away, you won't be here at this moment."

Yang Jue sat cross-legged on top of the bronze bell, energizing the chaotic mana, urging the golden bell to travel in this unknowable land.

A trace of energy invisible to the naked eye, as he went deeper, slowly gathered, and gradually, it seemed to be visible to the naked eye.

That is……

"You, are you restraining your calamity?!"

The fat-headed doll was taken aback:

"You, don't you think that once you become enlightened, you will be invincible in the world? The gathering of catastrophe will inevitably lead to disaster. Back then the emperor... He died because of the catastrophe. You, how dare you?!"

Under the catastrophe, all living beings are equal.

The horror of calamity lies in that it will not change due to the rise of the realm.

Ordinary people are on the line of life and death in the face of doom, and so are practitioners and even enlightened ones.

This is the lesson of blood and tears left by countless gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons who have died since ancient times!

"Why not?"

Yang Ju stretched out his hand slowly, fiddled with Jie Qi.

The body of chaos has the ability to control all kinds of qi, and calamity naturally belongs to one of them.

It's just that Jie Qi is more violent and violent than any Qi machine he has come into contact with.

There is no possibility of domination at all, and he can only restrain it at this time.

"You are looking for your own death!"

Looking at the continuously accumulating calamity, the little fat pier was a little terrified.

"The Xiantian Jiebao has the characteristic of being invincible, but once it becomes a spirit, it will have life and death. Why do you insist on becoming a spirit?"

Yang Jue glanced at the little fat man:

"Is this also courting death?"

Under the Great Dao, the limit of the heels of all kinds of creatures is the nine layers of gods and demons, but the creatures transformed by the innate robbery are beyond it.

At this moment, as far as he could see, the essence of this little chubby was extremely high, and compared to his current self, he was only inferior.

And this is because it has not yet truly become a spirit.

"I am seeking survival!"

The little fat pier seems to be a little short of breath:

"You are looking for death! How can this be confused?!"

"As far as I know, in order to become a spirit, the Xiantian Jiebao must break away from the shackles of the original body. Therefore, only the newly formed Xiantian Jiebao is expected to become a spirit. The older the person is, the harder it is to break free from the shackles of the original body. "

"Yes or no?"

Yang Ju suddenly changed the topic.

The corridor of time does not record years, and time and space are upside down here. Even if it is him, he does not know how long he has stayed here.

But he also gained a lot.

In the corner of the future about himself, he also saw the figure of this chaotic clock.

However, in that ray of the future, the Chaos Clock was ruled by Taiyi, and stood side by side with him against the sky, killing countless gods and Buddhas of the Nine Tribulations.

But in the end, it didn't get rid of the shackles of the body, failed to become a spirit, was picked up by Di Yin from time and space, and hung outside the Nantian Gate to replace the 'morning bell', which rang every day.

"You... so what?"

Little Fatty's tone became low, no longer the childishness he pretended to be before, it was very cold:

"There are no dragons in the water, and fish and shrimp are respected! Don't think that if you have no Taoist master for ten kalpas, you are truly invincible!

If you dare to interrupt my path to spirituality, you will be willing to give up my background, and I will kill you too! "

The indifferent voice couldn't help echoing.

Under Yang Ju's gaze, the faceless chubby figure changed, and gradually gave birth to a pair of indifferent black eyes full of colors:

"What about the chaotic body, it may not be unkillable!"

"Hehe~"

Hearing this, Yang Qiu couldn't help but sneer:

"I haven't become a spirit yet, but I understand what bluff is? If you have the ability you said, how could you fall into my hands today?"

With a sneer, Yang Jue patted casually, and under the glaring gaze of the little chubby man, he was about to fall to the bell:

"However, since you want to get rid of the shackles of the body, I can't say that I can help you!"

when!

The majestic and long bells suddenly rang in this bizarre land.

In an instant, the layers of chaotic air waves have spread layer by layer, rushing in all directions like the tide of annihilation.

Visible to the naked eye, the illusion composed of countless messages is shattered, as if this corridor of time is about to be shattered into 'earth fire feng shui' by the sound of chaotic bells.

"You, what are you going to do?!"

The figure of the little fat pier suddenly became blurred. It seemed to have noticed something, and the eyes were full of surprise, anger and joy:

"you……"

hum!

Little Fatty was in a turbulent mood, and the bell could not stop echoing.

But Yang Ju didn't pay attention to it again, he just snapped it casually, his eyes closed in concentration.

Buzz buzz~!

At this moment, the buzzing sound of the cauldron of gluttony has overwhelmed the all-pervasive chaotic bell in the sea of ​​hearts.

【Sacrifice, success】

[Beings from outside the territory, mountains, seas, and prisons...Using catastrophe as a guide, using the innate treasure of chaos as a sacrifice...]

【...It can be seen that...】

Woo~

At this moment, Yang Ju's mind was completely silent.

Neither the Cauldron of Gluttony nor the sound of the Chaos Clock disappeared from his mind.

In this grotesque land, there are all kinds of information fragments from the past and the future, and naturally there is also the ubiquitous calamity.

See the Tao with the energy of calamity, and sacrifice the Tao with the chaotic bell.

This was his final preparation before going to see Di Yin!

He has no fear in his heart, but he is not without thought. Emperor Ziwei's success and failure are well known in all worlds, and he certainly knows it.

Bravery and diligence, like walking on thin ice, the two do not conflict, and it has always been the principle of his conduct.

hum!

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time later.

Yang Jue's mind suddenly woke up from the silence, and the indescribably loud voice also exploded in his ears and heart.

【What do you want? ! 】

The sound of heaven is already mighty, hearing it makes one's heart tremble, this sound is even more magnificent, the moment he hears it, Yang Jue can only feel that his soul and origin are shaking.

This is not the first time for him to worship or see the Tao, but there is still a great throbbing in his heart, and he feels that there seems to be an invisible force washing himself from the inside out.

Seeing the Tao itself is already a great fortune.

Since ancient times, most of the rank masters have never touched the good fortune!

"Why do you want..."

After several moments, Yang Ju just suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and expressed the appeal that had been circling in his heart for a long time.

"The way forward!"

What he asked for in the second sacrificial offering, Yang Yu had long been determined in his heart.

Crossing the second realm and becoming a Taoist is the last burning of all his foundations for thousands of years. After becoming a Taoist, he is certainly unprecedentedly tyrannical.

But also lost any information about the way forward.

But this has nothing to do with the way he walked as a new way.

In fact, except for the "one cause, three sages and twelve venerables", all the masters of all ranks, the masters of enlightenment, have almost no way to follow so far.

Even the Thirty-Six Gods, the most famous of the Nine Tribulations, have only taken half a step, and have not really stepped out of the road of surpassing the Six Divisions.

So far, in order to advance to a higher level, all enlightened masters can only try their best to find the dawn from trial after trial.

Among them, the Nine Kings of Buddhism have tried the most.

Buddhas and demons such as the three-burial monk, the ghost king, etc., are almost all created by them.

However, in the final 840 million years of the Nine Tribulations, the only one who has reached a higher level from the Sixth Division in a true sense is the Nine Heavens Nine Extremes, the Nine Heavens Smite Demon Patriarch.

However, just as he forged the dawn of "truth" from countless attempts, a catastrophe came...

hum!

In the moment before the mysterious Daoyin responded, Yang Jue's mind emerged in the mind of countless Nine Tribulations Gods and Buddhas to explore and try to surpass the six divisions and the realm of eternal life.

This is a long and bumpy road, measured in hundreds of millions of years.

He is not afraid of difficulties, but he does not have hundreds of millions of years to squander, and even tens of thousands of years may not be available!

【Seek nothing outside, seek only yourself...】

In an instant, Daoyin came and went, and before Yang Jue had time to be disappointed, his heart suddenly shook.

"This is?"

Intangible and qualityless, but endless and mighty breath descends on its body, its heart, its soul.

Under the indescribable stalwart aura, even Yang Qiu couldn't help but fell into a trance for a moment.

Although it was only for a moment, he came back to his senses.

But when he regained his perception of the outside world, he felt that everything had changed.

Where he is is no longer the long corridor of time, let alone the slightest trace of Dao charm, what is there is just a majestic mountain,

And the Taoist temple that occupies a large area in the mountain.

"This is?"

Yang Jue's heart shook violently.

In this square of heaven and earth, there is an aura that is different from the ten kalpas, but there is no aura of profound art.

It looks very much like the real Nine Tribulations Heaven and Earth.

And the fairy mountains and Taoist temples in front of me...

"Longevity Hill!"

"Viscera view!"

Good night everyone... I'm a little late...