Chapter 1746: One Hundred Thousand Years of Change

The edge of the mountain.

The green figure sat cross-legged, and a group of ferocious beetle beasts gathered around him, constantly biting his body.

However, the green figure remained unmoved, staring at the black silk thread in front of him.

"The fifth level of the space secret art is indeed not the end of this secret art." Gu Xiuyun whispered.

The black silk thread was like a swimming fish in the void. Wherever it went, the rules of heaven and earth collapsed, leaving only a black hole-like crack.

This is the power of the ancient saint compressed to the fifth level.

The seemingly ordinary silk thread has the power to destroy the world. However, such a terrible power is firmly controlled by Gu Xiuyun in his hands, and he is firmly in control of it.

"After more than 100,000 years of hard practice, although I failed to compress the Taoist restriction successfully, my control over the power of true energy has improved a lot."

A smile flashed across Gu Xiuyun's face.

At his level, it is so difficult to make further progress. Apart from integrating the rules of fate, there is almost no possibility of any progress. But the fact is that since he comprehended the fifth level of space secrets, in just a few hundred thousand years, his progress has been... great!

After mastering that destructive power, Gu Xiuyun seemed to have broken through an invisible shackle.

His mind and will were like a dry sponge, madly absorbing the invisible power between heaven and earth, and growing vigorously. In just 100,000 years, the strength of his will has increased by more than double.

What is the concept of double?

You know, even a crazy person like Elder Tiandu, who treats the Ghost Purgatory as his own backyard, practices hard in it every day, and has been doing it for hundreds of years, his will strength has only reached the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm.

That is already the limit that the Supreme Qiankun can reach, and it is possible to reach it after hundreds of millions of years.

But Gu Xiuyun has already approached the limit.

It is precisely because of this that his control over the black silk thread has been improved to the current level.

Whispering.

Gu Xiuyun suddenly turned his head and looked at the vast void outside the mountains. "Did you finally find it? Well, before leaving the Taiyuan Ancient Realm, let's try our hands on these gods and demons!"

Huh!

The green figure stood up, took a light step, and disappeared at the edge of the mountain.

...

At the same time.

In the center of the Qingshi Mountains, the black bear and the whisk-dust woman who had been paying attention to Gu Xiuyun opened their eyes.

"It seems that the Taiyuan Ancient Realm is going to be lively."

"Yes, the progress of this young man... is really too scary. I still can't understand how he can understand the secret art of creation in just hundreds of millions of years, and control it to such a level!"

The secret art of creation has the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth.

But at the same time, the greater the power, the higher the difficulty of practice. Even this type of secret method does not have a fixed formula, and can only be understood and deduced by oneself. Not to mention hundreds of millions of years, even ten or a hundred years may not be able to understand it.

What they don't know is that Gu Xiuyun's perception of fate has reached the ultimate perfection, and is even much stronger than those Qiankun Emperors. Qiankun Emperors have only integrated more fate rules and are more powerful.

In terms of the realm of Taoism, they may not be as good as Gu Xiuyun.

To deduce the secret art of creation, it is not about how strong your strength is, but how powerful your deduction ability is. In this regard, Gu Xiuyun, who has understood the nine major rules, has already stood at the peak of the Qiankun realm.

"The secret art of creation, even among the disciples of this sect, only three or four people have mastered this method, and they are all born as gods and demons, with unique advantages. I really don't know how that ordinary junior... did it."

"If he didn't have this ability, he wouldn't have been favored by the Infinite Saint and become a secret disciple, and he wouldn't have let the master personally speak and allow him to practice in the Qingshi Mountains."

"Mastering the secret art of creation is equivalent to half a step into the level of the emperor. The shackles of the supreme rules should have been broken by half, so the mind and will can be improved at such an astonishing speed."

The black bear said to the whisk woman.

For 100,000 years, they have witnessed Gu Xiuyun's rapid improvement in mind and will, but they were not surprised or surprised at all, because they knew that the true Emperor Qiankun had such abnormal willpower!

That was the level that ordinary supremes could never imagine.

Even if Gu Xiuyun could only break half of the shackles, it was enough to make the Qiankun realm in the world despair.

"Call the disciples in the sect, it's a rare good show, don't miss it!"

The black bear and the whisk woman smiled at each other and flew out of the Qingshi Mountains.

...

Lichao Continent, Lanhai Area.

The sky was a little dim, and the dark clouds piled up like gray mountains above the state area, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

In the depths of the quiet room, a clear figure sat cross-legged, and the divine power around him surged like a raging tide.

Thousands of years later, the injuries in the Lin clan leader's body had long been healed. After all, he was a mid-stage god and demon in the realm of God, and a practitioner of destiny. It was not difficult for him to borrow the secret realm of time and space, but after his injuries were healed, the Lin clan leader did not leave, but stayed in the clan silently.

"Six thousand years... only six thousand years..."

"This young man's understanding of the law of destiny is too terrifying. No wonder he was chosen as a disciple by that master."

The clear light figure's gaze passed through the layers of void and fell on the depths of the Secret Law Hall.

At this moment, the Secret Law Hall was crowded with people, including many Lin clan children and some guardian guests who had not practiced for a long time. Each of them was reading classics, but their directions were different. There were magical secrets, blood secrets, Taoist secrets... and even methods of refining elixirs and treasures.

Each classic needs to be read and comprehended again and again before one can understand its secrets. However, these classics are too precious and are never allowed to be taken out of the Secret Law Palace, so a large number of Lin clan disciples gather in the palace all year round.

And Ye Xin, right in the crowd, was holding an ancient jade with gold patterns.

"Junior Sister Ye Lan, are you here to read the Traveling Notes again?" A charming woman in gauze came to her side with a sneer. She glanced at the gold-patterned jade in Ye Xin's hand, and her laughter became even harsher, "It's not a Traveling Notes. It's Qingming's Book of Destiny. Junior sister, it's not that senior sister told you that you should concentrate on your practice. There are four rules of fate recorded in the travel handbook. If you can understand one of them, it will be a great blessing. Unexpectedly, I also want to read other classics.”

"Junior Sister Xuanhu, you can't say that."

Another guest from the Lin tribe stepped forward and chuckled, "Sister Yelan is proficient in formations. There is no way we can compare with her. Maybe she has already understood the four rules of destiny, read the travel notes, and read a Qing Dynasty book. What does the Book of Mingzhi mean?"

"Comprehend the four rules of destiny? Do you think she is the clan leader? Even if she is the clan leader, she may not be able to grasp the four rules of destiny. What's more, she simply doesn't know how high the world is." The gauze woman sneered repeatedly.

The harsh laughter immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Lin clan children.

"What are you laughing at over there?"

"It seems that it's Xuan Hu Keqing and Jiao Mang Keqing. They have always been at odds with Ye Lan. They probably saw Ye Lan reading the Destiny Classics and made fun of them again."

"I see."

"If it were me, I would definitely laugh at you. A little foreign guest actually wants to understand the rules of fate. You are really overestimating your abilities. How mysterious are the rules of fate? How can she understand it?"

"Having said that, Yelan Keqing is also a very perseverant person. Since the end of the ethnic war, she has been reading the classics in the Secret Hall and has not left for thousands of years."

"It's only six thousand years. To us gods and demons, a mere thousand years is nothing. If she can persist for a million years, I will admire her!"

When the children of the Lin clan were talking.

Suddenly, Ye Xin put down the gold-patterned jade in his hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Secret Law Hall.

"Are you giving up now?"

"Let me tell you, she can't even hold on for ten thousand years. With her character, is she qualified to understand the rules of fate? She is really overestimating her abilities."

"I guess he was provoked by Xuan Hu and Jiao Mo. The words of these two people are indeed unpleasant."

One by one, the Lin clan disciples talked quietly.

For countless years, countless tribesmen and guests have tried to practice the Tao of Destiny, but very few have succeeded, so no one is surprised by Ye Lan's actions.

The laws of destiny are so profound.

Just getting started has stumped countless gods and demons, let alone improving step by step from the Concentrating Soul Realm, to the Refining Intention Realm, the Dharma Suiting Realm, and even the final Mind-Only Realm.

One rule of destiny is so difficult, and it is even more difficult to understand the second and third rules. Therefore, for countless years, the Lin tribe has cultivated countless descendants of gods and demons, but only less than a hundred people have set foot on it. On the road of destiny, there are only three people who are truly successful.

Tap tap tap!

The woman in green walked all the way out of the Secret Hall.

"Ha, I thought she was so determined that she gave up just like that?" Xuanhu Keqing's charming face was full of disdain, "She can't even listen to a few jokes. This kind of mentality is worthy of understanding the rules of fate. "

"She's just a foreigner, do you really think she can practice the Dao of Destiny?" Jiao Youqing curled her lips slightly, "In my opinion, she hasn't even understood the lowest level of the fifth-grade Dao Yun, let alone the introduction to the rules of destiny, six thousand Years are just pretense.”

"makes sense."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with ridicule and deep disdain on their faces.

At the same time, over the Lichao Continent.

Layers of dark clouds gathered one after another, and you could even vaguely hear the roar of the ancient world. It was the movement formed by the interaction of the thoughts of peerless beings. Apparently, there was an unimaginable terrifying being heading towards Lichao Continent. Come.

Even...more than one.