Chapter 463 Pangu Still Needs to Develop, and Transforms Into 72 Incarnations
The mountain is too high to climb. You can only see the top of the cloud, but not the peak. The lonely wild goose cannot cross, and there is no trace of the immortal immortal.
That is Buzhou Mountain, the pillar of the vast prehistoric world, the first sacred mountain in the world.
It is unknown how high this mountain is, but it is known that it supports the world.
As we all know, the prehistoric world has been growing, so Buzhou Mountain must also grow with it.
But at this moment, Luo Zu, who was standing at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, was thinking whether it was Buzhou Mountain that was growing, pushing the prehistoric world to expand, or the prehistoric world that was growing, pulling this "spine" to grow taller.
'Could it be that Pangu the Great God is still in the developmental stage? '
This unreliable idea flashed through Luo Zu's mind.
This time, Luo Zu split a wisp of divine consciousness and came here, turning into a wisp of Wu Earth essence, wanting to find the meaning of the central Wu Earth energy.
So he came to Buzhou Mountain on purpose.
'Buzhou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain. ' Luo Zu said in his heart.
Seeing the intact Buzhou Mountain, he couldn't help but mutter one thing in his heart, that is, in the future, Gonggong would hit Buzhou Mountain in anger and break it.
Although he didn't know how powerful an ancestor witch was, this was Buzhou Mountain. How could it be broken by a mere ancestor witch?
The saints didn't come to rescue it?
And the mysterious Hongjun Patriarch, don't you know how to help?
However, the future is not certain. After all, the current prehistoric world is somewhat specious in Luo Zu's eyes. Although the characters are the same and the major events have not changed, many small events are not quite right.
Luo Zu suppressed his mood in the violent mountain wind, no longer thinking too much, but quietly felt the artistic conception of the sky-supporting mountain transformed by the spine of the great god Pangu.
He was like a fisherman on the vast ocean in a typhoon, driving a small boat in the raging sea and waves, and he could capsize at any time and be buried in the sea.
Luo Zu was not afraid either. He just went with the flow and let the boundless Dharma of Buzhou Mountain push him. Only in this way could he possibly solve the confusion that Luo Zu had been unable to solve for a long time.
Originally, with the speed at which Luo Zu cultivated the previous four five-direction five-element Qi, the central Wu Earth Qi should have come naturally and it should have taken a few thousand years to complete. However, five thousand years passed in a flash, and Luo Zu still had no clue. Even if he used his "amazing wisdom", he could not understand the mystery.
It was because of this that he had this experience now.
Of course, his true body was still hidden in Kunlun Mountain, and he only sent this clone.
The damage to the clone would not affect him, so it would not matter if he took this trip.
However, it was a bit dangerous at this moment. This was a battle of wills. If he was not careful, Luo Zu would be in trouble.
It was normal to lose several years of Taoism.
Wuwuwuwu, the mountain wind was still howling, as if there was a giant roaring in front of him, and ordinary people would probably be scared to death.
No, ordinary people can't get so close to Buzhou Mountain.
In addition to being tense and cautious in his difficult confrontation with the law of Buzhou Mountain, Luo Zu felt even more strange.
He didn't feel the so-called central earth energy he wanted, but instead felt another kind of law that embraced everything.
It was as if the entire world could accommodate everything, mountains, forests, rivers, beasts, birds, insects and microorganisms, all of which were carried by it.
Suddenly, Luo Zu realized that he had fallen into a kind of knowledge barrier, and he also realized that his collection of the energy of the four directions and five elements of southeast, northwest, gold, wood, water and fire came quickly, but was very biased.
The five elements of the five directions should not only be Gengjin, Yimu, Xuanshui, Lihuo, and Wutu. This is what the twelve celestial beings cannot limit. There are also many branch roads under the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The branch roads under the five directions are the same. They should not be limited to one place.
But...
Other golden immortals also came this way. Luo Zu thought of the many scattered golden immortals he had communicated with over the years, especially the golden immortals who had taken the first step in Kunlun Mountain. They had never really absorbed all the mysteries of the five elements of the five directions.
Only part of it, but Luo Zu is now in this state. I am afraid that it is difficult to practice the five qi to the origin by just absorbing part.
"The road is long and arduous, I will search up and down."
Luo Zu sighed, and the clone withdrew from Buzhou Mountain.
...
"I have to go down the mountain to feel the vastness of the world and the thickness of the earth." Luo Zu suddenly had a whim in his mind.
"No, no." But he suppressed this thought.
The Kunlun Mountains are so dangerous now, especially for a Golden Immortal like him, it is even more dangerous.
So he divided his thoughts into 72 incarnations, and went down the mountain separately.
And these incarnations are not only human, but also have various appearances, such as jackals, tigers, leopards, centipedes, dragon giants, and winged demons.
And Luo Zu also arranged extraordinary cultivation methods for each of them.
"Fellow Taoists, let's go."
They will observe the prehistoric world from the perspective of the human race, which is very different from Luo Zu's.
"You are polite." Everyone laughed and turned into a series of different colored escape lights and cast down the mountain.
And Luo Zu himself continued to retreat and did not show up in front of people.
Ten years, twenty years passed.
The bloody battlefield in the East China Sea continued, without any intention of stopping.
However, Luo Zu's soul brain has ten more incarnations.
The news of the distant friend, the crane boy, has not been sent back, and it is unknown whether he is alive or dead.
But he is a disciple of a saint, and should not be plotted against by those with great supernatural powers.
So Luo Zu was not too worried about him.
He would look up at the sky from time to time.
Because Dong Wanggong has not returned since he attacked the Heavenly Palace, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead, or whether he wins or loses.
What kind of trap will the demon clan set for him?
And in the nineteenth year after Luo Zu split his body and went down the mountain, Xuandu came up.
"I will go down the mountain for a while, Taoist friends, do you want to go with me?" Taoist Xuandu invited.
Luo Zu asked: "Daoyou are like the fairy crane boy? Do you want to find your own way?"
Xuandu shook his head: "I have my own place to go, but I continue to practice in Kunlun. My heart is not at peace, so I want to go down the mountain."
Luo Zu nodded, and did not persuade him. After all, Taoist Xuandu also practiced the Supreme Pure Heart Sutra, and knew that cultivating the mind is the most important thing on the road of cultivation.
Unlike other prehistoric practitioners, they all do not know these points.
However, Luo Zu did not feel that there was anything wrong with his mind, so he refused Taoist Xuandu's invitation.
Why should I go to the prehistoric world to cultivate my mind?
Moreover, the mortal world of the prehistoric world…
Does He have the mortal world?
It is not as much as the many complicated and complicated things that Luo Zu collected in the eighty-eight worlds of the Heart Sea in one day.
So if you want to ask Luo Zu whether he can refine his heart in the mortal world? Then he must let them feel the "depth of human history" of the Heart Sea.
Grudges, love and hate, loyalty, bravery, love between children, love between different races, and grudges between hundreds of races are all mixed here.
However, Luo Zu did not let Xuan Du feel these, so He went down the mountain.
But not long after, he received a message.
The Crane Boy died.