Chapter 2392 Ancient Saint Way
After walking along the passage for a while.
Gu Xiuyun saw a rather large space, the whole space was a regular icosahedron, the upper layer was white, the lower layer was black, and there was a strange blue-gray in the middle, which looked a bit creepy.
"The shape here is really unique."
Gu Xiuyun glanced around, with a little curiosity on his face.
Most spaces are spherical or elliptical, and regular icosahedrons like this are really rare. It's not that the emperors deliberately do this, but the operation of the space itself will naturally form a sphere.
For a regular icosahedron space, it stands to reason that the space barrier has long been squeezed by the surrounding forces.
This place seems particularly stable.
In the middle of the space, a towering statue stands between heaven and earth. The clouds around the statue are surging, and it seems to cover most of its appearance, but for some reason, Gu Xiuyun's mind clearly appears in the phantom of the statue.
As if there is no need to see it.
As long as you stand in the space, the phantom of the statue will merge into the body of the practitioner.
"What kind of method is this? It's too weird."
"But the strong men of the Earth Spirit Clan have been entering it for many years, and there has been no problem. It should be some special magical power!"
Gu Xiuyun took a breath secretly and began to evolve the secret magic power.
On the way to the holy land of cultivation, he had already thought about what to do.
Since the killing rules cannot be evolved, and the fate rules do not need to rely on the holy land of cultivation, he can only evolve the secret magic power.
Among the secret arts mastered by Gu Xiuyun, the Xihuang unique learning has been perfected, so he doesn't need to spend his mind. He just needs to practice step by step. As for the killing sword energy, the thousand thoughts of the aurora, the illusion secret art, the rootless duckweed and other methods, so far, there is only the seventh level, the mixed source heart realm is enough.
There is only one kind of magical power, he has never understood the mystery of it-the ancient sage magical power.
The threshold of this magical power is extremely high, and it seems that there is no threshold. As long as the complete true form of the gods and demons is engraved in the sea of consciousness, it can be continuously superimposed, and the power is almost endless.
Gu Xiuyun was very curious, what level could the ancient sage's magical power evolve to?
The peak of the Nine Absolute Realms? Or the legendary Supreme Saint?
Huh!
The ancient sage's true form appeared in front of him, and the veins continued to spread. Then, an endless stream of gods and demons poured into it, and the power of the magical power began to gradually rise, from the early stage of the emperor to the first, second, and third realms... Soon, it reached the end of the seventh level.
This was also Gu Xiuyun's own limit.
At the moment when the magical power veins were frozen, the ancestral statue seemed to sense Gu Xiuyun's thoughts, and a mysterious power poured into the depths of the veins.
The next moment, new gods and demons appeared in the void and continued to merge with the magical power.
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty... a total of forty-eight gods and demons finally pushed the ancient sage's magical power to the eighth level.
"48 kinds?"
"Sure enough, the further you go, the higher the requirements for the true form of gods and demons. From the seventh absolute to the eighth absolute, it almost doubled."
Gu Xiuyun silently observed the changes in the magical power.
Ten true forms, twenty true forms, thirty true forms...
From the eighth absolute to the ninth absolute, a full ninety-six true forms were integrated. Not only that, after the transformation of this magical power, it still did not stop, and an endless stream of true forms were integrated into the magical power, but the strange thing was that the power of the ancient sage magical power no longer increased.
It seemed that the ninth absolute was its limit.
"236...237...238..."
"351...352...353..."
"672...673...674..."
"My God, how many true forms can the ancient sage magical power integrate? The power has not increased at all, but the veins are getting more and more complicated."
Gu Xiuyun looked at the rhinoceros magical power that was constantly integrating true forms, and his face was inexplicably amazed.
Soon, the ancient sage's magical power merged with a thousand true forms, and there was still no intention of stopping.
If it weren't for the holy land of cultivation, if Gu Xiuyun had gone to comprehend it himself, he might have given up long ago. He could only merge true forms but could not increase the power. What was the point of such a magical power?
After a long time.
The ancient sage's magical power finally stopped evolving.
"One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred true forms?"
Gu Xiuyun was stunned. This number was simply terrifying. Even if it was really powerful, with nearly 130,000 true forms of gods and demons, where could he collect them? There were simply no such a large number of ancestral divine patterns in the world.
Crunch!
After merging with one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred true forms, the ancient sage's magical power became extremely huge. The patterns in it were so complicated that Gu Xiuyun couldn't understand it. It could no longer be called a magical power, but a magical world.
At this time, the power of the ancestral statue seemed to have reached its peak.
Although the ancient sage's magical power still hadn't entered the holy level, its complexity was definitely far beyond any holy-level secret art.
"Is it the end?"
"It seems that this magical power can only reach the peak of the Nine Absolute Realms. After that, it will be a meaningless evolution."
Gu Xiuyun looked disappointed.
The next moment, the ancestor worship statue suddenly lit up, and a ray of incredible light poured into the depths of the ancient sage's magical power.
Boom!
The entire magical power was shattered.
But those broken veins not only did not disappear, but condensed into new runes. Each rune was ancient, vast, and distant. Countless runes were connected to each other, and in a way similar to the ancient world, a new ancient sage's magical power was condensed.
And it was a supreme sage-level magical power.
[Ancient Sage Dao]
An inexplicable voice entered Gu Xiuyun's ears. The voice was obscure and difficult to understand, but Gu Xiuyun understood the meaning in an instant.
This is a special way.
The ancient saint way... It is not a magical power, but a way. It is a way that is completely different from the known rule system in the world. It is a way that has never appeared in the cultivation world and the source beast forces, but it really exists.
"How is it possible?"
Gu Xiuyun was shocked.
He actually discovered a way, a brand new and unknown way.
I am afraid that except for him, no one knows that there is such a way in the world. Even the infinite saints cannot gather 129,600 kinds of gods and demons, and it is even more impossible to record all of them, because their Taoism is not strong enough.
Back then, the Red Dust Immortal only comprehended a thousand kinds of state of mind, and he made himself go astray and lost for countless years.
And Gu Xiuyun also comprehended thousands of Tao Heart Techniques with great difficulty, and only mastered the Red Dust Mingxin Platform to the last three mountain spirit states of mind. His mental power is comparable to the most ordinary saints.
One thousand states of mind, that's it.
Twelve hundred and ninety-six hundred, what a joke? This road is a dead end.
"Too difficult."
"No wonder there has never been a trace of the ancient saint's way in the world. Only those creatures in the ancient world will try to comprehend and practice, but the ultimate comprehension is only at the early stage of the emperor level."
"This is not a way that creatures can practice at all."
At this moment, Gu Xiuyun inexplicably thought of the rules of light and darkness.
The same is true for the rules of light and darkness.
Although they exist in the world, no one can comprehend them, let alone master them.
They are high and ethereal, like flying flowers in the mirror and the bright moon in the water, visible but not touchable.
"What a waste of effort."
"Behind the ancient saint's magical power is actually a supreme saint road, but unfortunately, the threshold of this road is too outrageous."
"Twelve hundred and ninety-six true forms, where can I get them?"
"Besides, even if I can get them, I don't know if they will conflict with my own destiny rules?"
Gu Xiuyun shook his head.
Of course, from the current point of view, the Ancient Saint Dao and the Great Dao of Destiny should be two completely different systems, just like divine power and secret arts, there is no connection, and naturally there is no possibility of conflict, but the difficulty of cultivation is too high.
Even if Gu Xiuyun can gather 129,600 ancestral divine patterns, his Dao heart is not enough to refine so many true forms.
He still has this self-knowledge.