Chapter 618: The Nine Patriarchs of Mending the Sky

Jiangnan sat in front of the Daojin jade plate for another five months. During this period, his energy was exhausted again and again, and he almost passed out from exhaustion again and again, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

In his mind, countless truths of the way of heaven emerged, like a vast blue sea, lotus flowers blooming one after another, and one enlightenment is a lotus flower, swaying and swaying.

The aura of the Dao of Heaven on his body is stronger, even surpassing Taoist Ziyu and other heirs of the Dao of Heaven, as if he is the true disciple of the Dao of Heaven!

This period of time is very important to him, making his accumulation far surpass any previous period, and even the power of his nine heavenly powers is increasing day by day, becoming more and more powerful day by day!

Moreover, during this period of time, he collected a lot of primordial purple energy and refined it into his six avatars, turning the six avatars into a mixture of primordial body and black-yellow body, and his strength skyrocketed!

Moreover, his cultivation base has not fallen, and his cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is already close to the third realm of the Eight Heavenly Palaces, the realm of the Longevity Heavenly Palace.

The biggest gain is that he integrated the comprehension during this period into his Fearless Seal, so that the first two forms of the Fearless Seal will continue to be perfected, and the power will be greatly increased!

"It's just too much consumption of spirit stone and spirit fluid..."

Jiang Nan sighed. During this period of time, his energy and spirit had been greatly depleted many times, and to recover quickly, he had to use spirit stone spirit liquid!

The spirit stone spirit liquid needed to be used for each restoration was as many as millions of catties, and the number of restorations was too many, resulting in the loss of 10% and 20% of his spirit stone spirit liquid!

"If you continue like this, you will sit and eat in the morning and evening!"

A Hongqiao appeared, Jiangnan boarded the Hongqiao, and the Hongqiao carried him away. The young man on the bridge was still in a daze: "If you can get a spirit stone vein, you can eat and drink all day without worrying about the loss of the spirit stone, then every day I'm getting better... Huh? Why didn't the Taoist king send me away?"

That Hongqiao carried him all the way to the Eight Scenery Yunxiao Palace, and then he dispersed.

When Jiangnan fell to the ground, I saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the screen with his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering slightly, and a high-level monk. His state of mind was like an ancient well. .

And Jiang Nan guessed that the unwavering mood of the middle-aged man standing in front of the screen might also cause ripples at this time, and his mood was turbulent, making his hair flutter.

However, what made Jiangnan feel horrified was that the middle-aged man's fluttering hair gave him an unimaginable sense of oppression. It seemed that as long as a hair slipped gently over his body, he could be chopped off instantly!

The middle-aged man didn't look back, and said softly, "Jiang Xiaoyou, come here."

"King of Taoism?"

Jiang Nan was taken aback, he had heard the voice of the Taoist king before, and the voice of the middle-aged man in front of him was exactly the same as the voice of the Taoist king, but usually the Taoist king was shrouded in heavy divine light, unable to see his face clearly. But now, he has dissipated his divine light and revealed his true colors!

Jiang Nan stepped forward and stood beside the middle-aged man. The Daoist King said softly, "This screen is painted on a past event."

He looked far away, and said softly: "At the beginning of the catastrophe of the world, the ancient immortals made chaos, some immortals came to the world, and the heavens collapsed. I participated in that battle with many Taoist friends, and countless victims died. Every inch of land in the world is soaked in the blood of gods, buddhas, gods and demons all over the sky. All living beings in future generations can survive in this land, and they have made great contributions."

Jiang Nan looked at the screen and asked doubtfully, "Who is this immortal in the painting?"

"This is an ancient immortal who descended into the world."

The Taoist King said leisurely: "The old man is highly respected. After the rebellion was quelled, the other two ancient immortals had already left. He was the only one who stayed to teach Taoism and explain the secrets of longevity, so that we have enough strength to suppress the rebellion. The remnant body of an immortal. There were thirteen people who attended the lecture at that time, but four of them had already passed away, and only nine survived. These nine people participated in mending the sky, and I was one of them."

Jiang Nan looked carefully at the paintings on the screen, and sure enough, he saw a person who looked like a Taoist king, and they all had the natural demeanor of a god emperor who had been on the throne for a long time, which was heartbreaking.

"At that time, our thinking was that the heavens and myriad realms were about to fall apart. If we didn't save them, all creatures and creatures would die completely, and myriad realms would return to chaos. If we repaired the sky, we would be assimilated by the heavens and become the heavens. A part of it, the loss of self-awareness is no different from death."

Dao King's eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling the past, and said quietly: "At that time, we thought, what's the matter with death, what fear is there in death? We are the strongest existence in the heavens and the worlds, and the heavens and the worlds nurture us. There is no heart to feed back, so the nine of us refine the five-color gold to mend the sky."

He chuckled and said, "It's been a long time ago. At that time, we were so young and vigorous. We didn't care about life and death after mending the sky."

A feeling of admiration suddenly arose in Jiang Nan's heart. No matter what the Nine Heaven-Mending Gods and Men did later, no matter whether they blocked the path of all living beings to become immortals or not, their actions at that time were worthy of everyone's admiration. Without them, The heavens and myriad worlds have long been turned into dead places, without any vitality.

"However, what the nine of us did not expect was that we did not die, but survived. It has been more than 50 million years, and we have lived for more than 50 million years. This period of time is really long... This is The Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he learned from the ancient Buddhist sect, he was born out of the blue, he did good deeds, and even though he later became an emperor, he still lived a life like an ascetic monk."

Dao Wang pointed to a Buddha on the screen, and saw countless golden wheels surrounding the Buddha, and there was a great world of bliss in the golden wheel. But I fought many times. Later, I built a heavenly court for him, and he was embarrassed to trouble me again. Instead, we got along very well. This is the ancestor of Tianyi, who is unparalleled in the sword array. Moreover, he hates evil like hatred, and his attack power is extremely strong, but he will not last long, and he is easy to break. His previous attacks are extremely domineering, but after dodging the previous few moves, he stopped. His problem has caused him to encounter many dangers. He has been saved by me a few times, but his attack power is indeed unmatched."

Jiang Nan looked at the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas and Patriarch Tianyi on the screen, but he felt a little disapproving of Patriarch Tianyi in his heart: "During the period when Patriarch Tianyi was fighting with Emperor Xingguang, he could not be called jealous. Why did the emperor's wife and daughter die?"

"This is the Sky Knife."

Dao Wang pointed to a tall and mighty man on the screen, and said: "Heavenly Knife is the most simple, old-fashioned, with a heart like a child, pure and flawless, with a knife in hand, there is nothing else. It is because of his pure heart that he has achieved The highest achievement. He always said that my mind is impure and I have too many distracting thoughts, and it is really unreasonable to be able to ascend to the throne of God."

"This is Patriarch Xuanhuang. He was my strongest opponent in the Emperor's War back then. His knowledge is very complicated, his comprehension is extremely high, and he is good at stealing teachers. It is distressing, because he will often use your skills and supernatural powers to defeat you."

"This is that old fellow Ying Long. He is very proud. He sticks his nose up to his eyes all day long. He opens and closes his mouth like you ignorant and insignificant creatures. However, he was also the one who contributed the most in that catastrophe. The first person who agreed to sacrifice his life to mend the sky without thinking about it."

"He is the ancestor of Qiankun, ambitious, and often likes to play tricks and tricks. We call him a military adviser, but he is extremely ambitious. When he conquered that ancient fairy, he even conspired to almost kill us all. God's will, Tiandao and Xuanhuang caught him and beat him hard, and he became honest and devoted himself to making suggestions, without him, that ancient immortal would probably wipe out all the heavens."

"This is my master, known as the Holy Patriarch of the Pot Heaven."

Dao Wang showed admiration and admiration in his eyes, and said: "The universe in his chest is big, and the sun and moon in the pot are long. He has a broad mind that can accommodate the world, and I was cultivated by him. His words and deeds all spur and supervise me. Okay. Without his assistance, I would not be able to defeat the heroes and ascend to the throne of God. The remaining one is the ancestor of good fortune. You have seen him before. His good fortune is so wonderful that no one can match it. Among them, the person who has the most thorough comprehension of the Dao of Heaven can display the supernatural powers of the Dao of Heaven long before mending the sky. If you choose to go to him, you will definitely gain more than you would with me."

Jiang Nan listened quietly, in his heart, besides admiration for the past deeds of these nine mending gods, he admired them. These nine people were born in troubled times, fought against the ancient immortals, and had a heart of helping the world. Their deeds no matter in that chaotic world Whether it is the era or the present, it is worthy of being remembered by the world.

"Why did the Taoist king tell me these things?"

He was still a little puzzled, what the Daoist King said just now was about the past of the gods who made up the sky, it was too old, especially the comments about a few gods, if it spread out, it would scare a lot of people to death!

"King Dao's mood has fluctuated, and I don't know what has touched his mood, so he found someone to talk to. Well, he won't kill people after he finishes talking..."

Jiang Nan was feeling anxious when suddenly the middle-aged man next to him let out a long sigh, and his voice became extremely low: "And now, fifty million years have passed, we are decayed, and we are no longer the same..."

Jiang Nan couldn't help but shuddered when he heard the words, and he was even more convinced that he would definitely be killed by the Taoist king when he heard these secrets.

"Little friend Jiang, don't worry, I won't kill you for a trivial matter." Dao Wang seemed to see through his careful thinking, and said with a dumbfounded smile.

At this moment, he is not like the god emperor who fought against the rebellious ancient immortals 50 million years ago, nor is he like the heaven-replenishing god who dominates the world, but like an ordinary monk, an ordinary senior expert.

"If you destroy the six altars, in addition to having six months to study the treasures of heaven, you will also have six chances to learn the supernatural powers of heaven! You don't need to learn the supernatural powers of the other ancestors. I will teach you the six supernatural powers!"

The Taoist king suddenly stretched out his index finger and tapped it on the center of Jiangnan's eyebrows. Immediately, all kinds of supernatural powers flooded into Jiangnan's mind. I don't know how many billions of miles away from him, sacred and indifferent.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" His voice was indifferent and lofty, giving off a feeling of ruthless heaven. (To be continued.)