In the Heavens - Vol 8 Chapter 147
Cruel competition is being staged all the time, watching the target worlds being targeted by major forces, the first emperor has to face the reality.
Don’t look at the Xianqin Empire’s reputation in the Great Desolation, and even beat the monsters to flee, but that was based on the premise of obtaining the support of the two major human holy places.
Without the support of the top powerhouses of the human race, Xianqin was at most a medium-sized force in Honghuang. The sergeants below are really elite, but they can’t stand the strength of the upper layers.
Most of Xianqin’s high-level cultivation bases are forcibly piled up by the power of transporting the dynasty, and the cultivation bases who take shortcuts will definitely not be as effective as the cultivators of the same realm who fight steadily.
After all, the background is too shallow, not comparable to the accumulation of countless billions of years by others. It will take countless years of hard work to turn potential into strength.
The horn of war sounded, looking at the army of undead pouring in like a tide, anyone would feel the scalp tingle.
Fortunately, this is a mythical world. For the Xianqin army, the dense undead soldiers can only be regarded as appetizers. The real threat is still high-level undead creatures.
Unlike invading other worlds, entering will be hostile to heaven, summoning the power of the entire world to fight the invaders, the undead world has no heaven at all.
The whole world is full of death energy, heaven, earth and human beings have all disappeared, and the aura of decay envelopes the earth, as if it is about to enter the end.
“This is a world that is about to die!” Stepping into the world of the undead, the first emperor couldn’t help but sprouted this year.
If he encountered such a strange world that was about to die in chaos, the First Emperor would definitely turn around and leave. Even if you want to plot the origin of the world, it will be after the world is dead.
But it’s different now, the world of the dead has already merged with the flood. Once the merger is completed, the dead world of the dead will be rejuvenated with new vitality.
The start was very smooth, and the invading Xianqin army was directly mistaken by the undead as ghosts.
The civil war of the undead happened every day, although the scale of the war launched by the “ghosts” of Xianqin was a little bigger, it still did not cause the panic of the undead.
Of course, the most important thing is that the middle and low-level undead creatures are not conscious, and they don’t know what panic is.
Although high-level undead creatures have wisdom that is not inferior to human beings, these creatures have a strong sense of territory and seldom communicate with each other.
After all, if the undead creature wants to break through the cultivation base, in addition to swallowing blood, there is another way for the same kind to devour each other’s soul fire.
The low-level soul fire has little value, and it only makes sense if it devours the same realm, or if the cultivation level exceeds one’s own soul fire.
They are food for each other, and it is strange to have friendship. They can’t wait for the other party to die, so naturally they won’t come to the rescue.
Thanks to the special circumstances of the undead world, Xian Qin quickly killed an undead lord and took root in the undead world.
After the staged victory, the pace of Xianqin’s expansion still did not slow down, but instead accelerated.
It’s just that it’s no longer a silly fight, but a way to provoke an infighting among the major lords in the undead world. The Zongheng home, which had been silent for a long time, once again glowed with a new style.
Although the entire undead world has not yet been captured, the speed of the invasion is still astonishing. It’s just that this kind of thing is simply not enviable. Except for the forces of the underworld, no one thinks that the world of the dead is a treasure.
However, several forces in the underworld have their own goals. The two great fortunes of the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty acted tightly on the thighs of the Holy Land of the Human Race, while the Yin Gods in the Underworld were directly divided into three.
In the underworld, there are countless ghost kings, big and small, and they are very famous in the human world, but after all, they can’t get on the stage and can’t compete with Xianqin.
Xian Qin’s action was just a small episode of the Honghuang faction’s counterattack. It can stir up a few waves, mainly because of the “dark horse effect”.
If it is placed on the big forces, no matter how smooth the progress is, everyone will take it for granted.
For example: the army of heaven is galloping in the world of Caius at the moment, and the unlucky **** king Zeus has not understood what is going on, and died under the joint sneak attack of Haotian and Yaochi.
The Greek gods who are good at playing palace fights have never seen such a scene, and they are directly beaten as soon as the battle begins. Before the gods could react, Mount Olympus had already fallen.
The fall of the “Mountain of the Gods” directly broke a third of the backbone of the Greek mythology system. The gods who reacted were not thinking about how to fight back, but were discussing how to get through this “Ragnarok”.
The mythical creatures that were originally defeated and suppressed by Zeus also jumped out at this moment to make trouble and drag their feet, making the gods exhausted.
Even if the World Consciousness warned again and again, it still couldn’t stop everyone from taking revenge and complaining. As for the overall situation, they were not thinking about it at all.
It’s enough to make trouble, the key is that many gods acted as the leading party in order to retaliate, and led the army of heaven to kill the Quartet.
The victory came so suddenly that Haotian couldn’t believe it. But when he saw the information sent by the Leading Party, he didn’t feel strange for a moment.
“This world is really messy, maybe we don’t need to take action, and it won’t take long for them to play themselves to death!”
Haotian couldn’t help but complain.
There is no way, the gods of the world of Caius are monsters created by a family’s incest. In the name of a god, but without the responsibility that a **** should have.
Throughout the history of the gods in the world of Caius, it is a history of large-scale palace fighting and incest. There is no morality, no ethics here, just desire.
“It’s just a shame for the gods. The gods like Haotian can’t stay! If they are brought under their command, and troubles will arise in the future, you and I will become the laughing stock of the Three Realms.”
Yaochi said murderously.
At this moment, she suddenly understood the importance of the sky. If there are no strict heavenly regulations, who can guarantee that after a long time, the gods of heaven will not fall?
Of course, there have always been competitors in the Heavenly Court of the Prehistoric World, and the major forces are all staring at them, and the gods do not yet have the comfortable environment to dare to die like this.
“Don’t worry, I still don’t like these scumbags. It’s just that they are still useful now. They must be wooed first. When the next world is conquered, let them be cannon fodder.”
Haotian said calmly.
As a political figure, it is a basic operation to have a thick face and a black heart. No matter how lack of available people, he will not accept this kind of thing.
Maybe there are good ones among the Greek gods, but unfortunately Haotian doesn’t have the time to investigate carefully, let alone take this risk.
In addition to the chaos of the Greek gods, the core reason is that the growth potential is not high, and there is no long-term training value.
In this world where blood is determined, the sons of mortals are mortals, and the sons of gods are gods, which is simply a pool of stagnant water.
practice?
That is purely overthinking, all the Greek gods eat talent. Occasionally exercise your talent, it is a diligent master.
Once the cultivation base reaches the limit brought by the bloodline, it begins to stop. If you can’t see the way forward, you can only have fun.
From this point of view, **** in Greek mythology is also doomed from the beginning. After all, everything that can be played has been played, and the gods can only find their own stimulation.
After sighing, Haotian got busy again. It’s just that the current busyness is not fighting, but busy comforting people’s hearts.
Elimination of dissidents is a matter of the future. In a short period of time, the leading party will definitely be rewarded. Only in this way can control the Greek world in the shortest possible time.
Of course, taking the place of the Heavenly Emperor in this world along the way is also what it should be. No matter what, you can’t work in vain.
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With the conquering of Fang Fang’s world, the prehistoric camp, which was originally at a strategic disadvantage, gradually occupied the dominance of the battlefield, as if everything was developing for the better.
Li Mu, who was just a vested interest, did not feel the slightest joy, but felt that danger was approaching.
The smooth sailing on the battlefield is clearly the result of the enemy’s release of water. Why did this happen? He felt that he might be able to find the answer from the strange space connecting the prehistoric and the extraterritorial world.
The world attack not only brought resources, but also accompanied by endless killings. The mysterious and weird space is like a huge vacuum cleaner, constantly absorbing the blood, resentment, and calamity generated by the killing…
Knowing that there might be a problem, Li Mu could only follow the general trend. Things have come to this stage, can’t let the parties involved in the war stop fighting?
Even if he is willing to come forward, who is willing to buy it?
There are no fools in the great power. He can see that there is a problem, and others can also detect that something is wrong.
But the current situation is a conspiracy. Knowing that the road ahead may have potholes, but there is a one-way street in front of you, you can only bite the bullet and drive the vehicle forward.
Taihua Mountain, since the last lecture on Hunyuan Avenue, it has become a famous cultivation holy place among the Three Realms, and it is also the only holy place open to the outside world.
Of course, this opening is only for a short stay. If you want to cultivate here for a long time, you need to pay a big price.
Even so, it still can’t stop everyone’s enthusiasm. Every year, countless people come here to communicate.
No matter how lively it is outside, it will not affect the prosperity of the Taihua Mountain Cultivation Realm. Fellow Daoist exchanges can take place every day, and there is a sermon by Daluo cultivator once every 100 years.
The only fly in the ointment is that most of the methods circulating here are the cultivation methods of the martial arts, and there are relatively few other cultivation methods.
Of course, it doesn’t hurt either. Although the cultivation method of the martial arts line is special, it is very close to the Taoist school in terms of ideological system, but there are subtle differences in the specific interpretation.
Not only Taoism, but also Buddhist monks can find common topics, but here it refers to Dongtu Buddhism.
Since Tang Sanzang Mo’s revised version of a piece of nonsense, Dongtu Buddhism has completely embarked on the road of “copying, copying, copying”. No matter what Mahayana Buddhism and Theravada Buddhism are, they have all been transformed into the Middle Earth.
Not only plagiarizing Taoism, but also plagiarizing hundreds of schools of thought. If you look carefully, you will find more and more of the same ideas and concepts in the scriptures.
Thoughts determine the path, doctrines and concepts are gradually approaching, and cultivation models are also approaching each other. The only difference is the specific subdivision route chosen.
But this is not important. In general, everyone has become the same road, and it is no longer a confrontation between the road and the left.
Of course, the most important reason why everyone can ease the relationship is that they have a common enemy – the alien demon.
In order to win, the upper layers are forced to make alliances, and the struggle below will naturally ease.
After all, there are now extraterritorial worlds that can be grabbed, and cultivation resources are no longer so scarce. Everyone’s core contradictions will no longer be prominent.
Under such a background, it is only natural that the martial arts line, which is in the middle of Buddhism and Taoism, acts as a middleman to reconcile the contradictions between the two sides.
Even if Li Mu was very upset when he saw Buddhism, it was only dissatisfaction with the Buddhists who were filthy and aggressive in the past, and did not reject the changed Middle-earth Buddhism.
How long this will last, no one can know. The only thing that is certain is that the religious conflicts will be eased, and the interests of the human race will be in harmony.
With the sound of the welcome bell, the lively Taihua Mountain instantly became quiet. A group of practitioners walked out of the cave one after another, widening their eyes to watch the excitement.
Obviously, gossip is a human instinct, and practitioners are no exception.
Since the beginning of Li Mu’s preaching, the bells for welcoming guests have been clearly defined, from one to nine tones corresponding to the identity of the guests.
In the past, it was not that no one came to visit, but today is different. The kung fu bell rang every once in a while, as if it were a clockwork.
“Master Xuandu!”
“First Emperor!”
“Emperor Xuanyuan!”
“Emperor Fuxi!”
…
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and couldn’t help sighing: “Fuck, all the big people who were rarely seen in the past are here, and my human race is gathered in Taihua Mountain, this is going to happen!”
It can be seen that he is a little excited in addition to his nervousness. Witnessing so many big names in one day, the bragging material is back.
As for the “big event”, when the sky falls, the tall man will bear it first. It’s not a little monk like him to worry about it, so it’s better to eat the melon first.
Perhaps because the old man’s performance was too embarrassing, the young female disciple in white stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve to remind him, “Master, pay attention to the image, someone is watching!”
Realizing his gaffe just now, the white-haired old man blushed and hurriedly adjusted. Fortunately, everyone’s attention was on the great powers, and they just glanced at him and ignored them.
In order to cover up the embarrassment, the white-haired old man hurriedly took his disciple away from this embarrassing place of right and wrong, but unfortunately he was stopped by someone as soon as he took a step.
“Friend Wang Dao, stop here!”
When he met an acquaintance, the white-haired old man knew that he could not escape. Dodging at such a time is a sign of a guilty conscience, and it will only make people look down upon it.
“I don’t know Zhou Daoyou, what do you call the poor Daoist?”
While speaking, he also looked at the person who came with scrutiny, as if he was saying don’t do anything~www.mtlnovel.com~ It turns out that the white-haired old man was thinking too much. The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou didn’t focus on him at all, and didn’t notice his gaffe at all.
“Friend Wang Dao, you have a lot of knowledge, can you introduce the identities of the seniors who passed by just now, so that Pin Dao can open his eyes?”
Everyone who just flew by is a famous and famous person in the human race, but everyone has only heard his name and never saw him. Only a few well-informed people can tell who is who.
I finally came across this opportunity to gain knowledge, and the man surnamed Zhou naturally didn’t want to miss it.
Determined not to come to see him lively, the attitude of the old man surnamed Wang suddenly became kind, and he replied cheerfully: “This matter is easy to say, the Tsing Yi who came first…”
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