Chapter 410 The Darkest Years

Above the vast ocean, clouds and mists are rolling, like a fairyland. A towering peak stands on the ocean, with fairy birds circling.

On the top of the mountain, golden light is shining. It is a huge golden mirror, rotating and sweeping the light in all directions.

Under the golden mirror is a spacious and bright Taoist temple, with a white jade floor. Tens of thousands of people are meditating here. They are all immortals in heaven and earth.

Most people are practicing with their eyes closed. A few people look to the front, where a tall figure is meditating in front of the golden mirror. Just sitting there is a hundred feet tall.

A god on earth!

He is wearing a black Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his half-white long hair is tied behind his head with jade hairpins. His face is vicissitudes, as if he has experienced the tempering of years. Just meditating here, he exudes a boundless Taoist breath.

"Lord God, the world is in chaos now. When will we, the Shinto, come down the mountain to save the world?"

An old man suddenly asked. As soon as he said this, everyone opened their eyes and looked at the God of the World.

Even Bai Ziya from the Human Peak opened his eyes and looked.

They worshipped the God of the World not only to pursue stronger power, but also to have their own ambitions.

In their view, the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court only care about their own power and do not put the people in the most important position. These two forces are not worthy of being the masters of the heavenly world. They need to rely on a third party to save the world, and the Shinto founded by the God of the World is hope.

Before they entered the Shinto, they had already felt the power of the Shinto. This is a power beyond the Immortal Way, at least they think so.

Relying on the luck of the Shinto, their strength is increasing day by day. Although they have just joined, many people can't wait to take action.

Without opening his eyes, the God of the World said leisurely, "The time is not yet ripe. We want to save the whole world, not just some of the living beings. If we act now, we may be able to accumulate merits, but it is not enough to shake the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court. When we are strong enough, we will defeat the Immortal Dynasty in one breath, and then swallow the Holy Court, and restore peace to the world in a short time. That will be a good thing for all living beings."

His words were nodded in agreement by many people.

A female cultivator asked, "Lord God, in your eyes, is the threat of Shengtian greater, or is the threat of Yangxian Emperor greater?"

Zizaixian may not be able to decide the ownership of the world, after all, Yangxian Emperor cannot break through the Holy Court, but they all know that if they want to defeat the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court, they must defeat Yangxian Emperor and Shengtian.

The God of the World will definitely have a shocking decisive battle with them!

Hearing this, the God of the World slowly opened his eyes. He looked into the distance, his eyes became deep, and he said meaningfully: "Besides the two of them, there are stronger threats in this world, and there is more than one. Now is an unprecedented chaotic world. The evolution of the world in the future is far beyond your imagination. What you have seen so far is just a sign, and the real catastrophe has not yet come."

"The world is broken, yin and yang are in chaos, immortals are not immortals, and humans and ghosts coexist. You will see what the darkest years are."

Hearing the words of the God of the World, the faces of the immortals in the world changed drastically, and they began to whisper to each other.

Bai Ziya also frowned, his eyes full of worry.

What will happen in the future?

...

Three years later.

In a forest, Gu An was sitting on a tree reading a book, and the Great Sage of Blood Prison was lying under the tree, watching An Xin practicing, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Master, what exactly is she practicing? It feels different from the previous skills and magical powers, but it contains those mysteries." The Great Sage of Blood Prison couldn't help but look up and asked.

Gu An said casually: "That's my Tao."

For three years, he has mastered the Jidao combat method and even added his own understanding, and then began to teach it to An Xin.

However, even if the attainments of Jidao combat method are the same, Gu An and Ji's strength and fighting style are still different. He has to admit that Ji is the most suitable for Jidao combat method. With the same attainments, Ji can exert stronger power, which is related to will and nature.

Since the simulated battle three years ago, Gu An has not simulated again. He feels that it is not enough for the time being.

It's good this way. Taking another self as a goal, there is also hope in life.

"Tao?" The Blood Prison Great Sage thought.

The forest soon fell into silence.

The Blood Prison Great Sage was in a trance for a while. He looked up and found that An Xin actually stopped. She stood there, wondering what she was thinking.

"Master, she..." The Blood Prison Great Sage looked up and asked carefully.

Gu An turned the page and replied: "It's just enlightenment, don't worry about it."

Enlightenment?

The Blood Prison Saint is no longer the young man he was back then. He already knows what enlightenment means. This is a rare opportunity in life.

He looked at An Xin with envy, his heart full of expectations.

Sure enough, following the master, enlightenment and changing bloodline are not difficult.

It's a pity for Yang Jian. If he can calm down and continue to stay, his growth rate will only get faster and faster.

That kid is short-sighted and thinks he has learned all the skills of the master. Little did he know that the master's Taoism is unfathomable and difficult to estimate.

The Blood Prison Saint looked at An Xin and found that An Xin had a more imposing aura.

This aura made him instinctively afraid.

"This girl is growing up so fast. She smiles on weekdays, but once she practices, her aura is stronger than Yang Jian." The Blood Prison Saint was secretly shocked.

He thought carefully, when did An Xin develop such a momentum?

He couldn't think of the specific time.

He couldn't help but look at Gu An on the tree again, his eyes full of admiration.

If such a weak girl can be trained to this level, how powerful would I be if I were trained to be such a saint?

The Blood Prison Sage secretly vowed to become the strongest person under Gu An in the future.

Time passed quickly.

As dusk approached, An Xin suddenly woke up, her eyes wide open, she gasped, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Why is enlightenment like a nightmare?" The Blood Prison Sage asked with a sour tone.

He also wanted to be enlightened, just like that fat rat!

He suspected that the reason why the fat rat grew up so fast was that it was always enlightened while sleeping.

An Xin tried to calm down her emotions. She turned to look at Gu An and said, "Master, I just saw a figure."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly stunned.

The invincible figure in her mind overlapped with Gu An on the tree.

"What figure?" Gu An asked casually without looking at An Xin.

An Xin smiled and said, "Nothing, thank you Master for teaching me. Master, what exactly is this amazing skill? It's amazing!"

Gu An did not hide anything and replied, "This is an extreme fighting method. You cannot mention it to anyone, including Hao'er. Even if you use it in the future, you cannot tell its name."

"Why?" An Xin asked in confusion.

The Blood Prison Great Sage was also very curious.

Gu An had a blank expression on his face, staring at the book in his hand, and said, "Because this method was born in the future, a long time in the future."

As soon as these words came out, An Xin and the Blood Prison Great Sage were stunned, and their thoughts fell into endless reverie.

The third update!