Starting My Cultivation With Immortality - Chapter 405

Yunsu took the Haotian boy and stepped through the void. In Haotian’s view, it was just a blink of an eye, and he had already reached the depths of the chaos, and the Zixiao Palace was not far ahead.

With Haotian’s realm, he could no longer feel the existence of arts and techniques, as if everything was just an inadvertent gesture of this sage brother.

Normally, whether it’s flying through the clouds, driving the clouds, or breaking through the sky, it’s all about casting spells or casting magical powers.

“The means of the saints are indeed extraordinary.”

On weekdays, as long as Haotian is doing things for the ancestors of Hongjun, they are blessed by sacred means. I thought it was already very scary. I didn’t expect that the real saint is far from being comparable to himself, even if it is stained with Zixiao Palace. The same is true of light.

I originally thought that the sage brothers would go to Zixiao Palace alone, but I didn’t expect to take him for a ride.

In the early years of Honghuang, when Zixiao Palace was still preaching, he often went to Sanqing to do business. These great masters of heaven and earth are not very easy to deal with, let alone treat himself as a guest, and his words are indifferent. It is you who ask for them.

Haotian also understands that, aside from his identity as a boy in Zixiao Palace, his cultivation is much worse than those of the top-ranked senior brothers.

On the contrary, this sage brother has always admired him very much. Every time he goes to Buzhou Mountain to do errands, it is also the most comfortable. If nothing else, at least he has eaten the peach and ginseng fruit.

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Sometimes when they are full of wine and food, Haotian will inevitably show some sadness. On the surface, the scenery is very beautiful. In fact, whether it is Taoism, magical powers, or heaven and earth treasures, it can almost be described as having no long things.

“Junior brother’s bones are amazed, why should we care for a while, we cultivators, all look forward.”

Haotian remembered that the senior brother looked at him with warm eyes, but he was rarely valued so much by the senior brothers and sisters. He even had a feeling that the senior brother understood him, but did he value him or was it purely for etiquette comfort? Two words, he can’t say well either.

Moreover, those nephews and nephews of Buzhoushan would never point behind him and say some words of envy, jealousy and hate.

He was born as a boy of the ancestors of Hongjun, and he looked very beautiful. In fact, he didn’t have the Jinxian disciples under the Sanqing Sect, and the Dharma preachers lived well.

They are always flattered. They are rewarded by their masters and filial piety. Haotian knows a silver-horned boy from the Taoist Taishang. In front of the big brother, he is extremely well-behaved. When he is not on duty, the lower world is a big demon. Wang, he is respected for thousands of miles around, and no one can afford to offend him at all.

Haotian asked himself that he was not the kind of bully, but he also envied the supreme power they had in their hands. Many treasures of heaven and earth were coaxed and held by many forces, and he could only stay in the deserted Zixiao Palace. Without the decree of the ancestors of Hongjun, not even the palace gate could go out.

Sometimes when he visited Buzhou Mountain, the fourth senior brother would leave him to drink tea and discuss the Great Dao, but it benefited him a lot.

“Junior Brother Haotian, Buzhoushan, your nephews and nephews miss you very much. It’s going to be a feast for cyclists in a while, so you can get together again.”

“Senior sage has a word, Haotian will naturally obey.”

Haotian boy’s heart was first shocked and then overjoyed. This sage brother really moved him. After proving the Tao and becoming a saint, he could speak to himself so kindly and take the initiative to invite him. For him, it was a great joy.

At least, he can justifiably make a trip to the Underworld. The Saint Immortal Banquet must be a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is also a great temptation for him. Moreover, on the most important occasions of the flood, he can also have more Walk around with the other quasi-saints.

After Yun Su finished speaking, he went straight into the Zixiao Palace.

Compared with him, a new saint, Haotian boy is still shallow after all, and he almost writes everything on his face. As a boy of Hongjun Daoist, he is not valuable in Zixiao Palace, only when he is in the realm. , Let’s not talk about whether they can get some real benefits, at least when other people hear the boy from Zixiao Palace, except for some quasi-sages, they are all trying to flatter.

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In the depths of Zixiao Palace, Yunsu also came for the first time.

Originally, he thought this was a world of its own, with a cave inside.

However, when I really got to this depth, I found that the entire Zixiao Palace was an ordinary bronze Taoist palace, but it was located in the chaos, which seemed a little special.

There is a rhythm of the Great Dao lingering here, just like the fragrance of the orchid, and there is naturally a fragrance in the flowerbed. Because the ancestors of Hongjun are here, this place is extremely extraordinary, and it is well deserved.

In addition to the two boys and girls in Zixiao Palace, there is only this ancestor.

Ancestor Hongjun sat on the cloud platform, with endless chaos behind him, and the inside was clear and misty, as if there was a mysterious world bred there.

This is the realm of Taoism.

In the past, Yunsu may not have understood very well, but now that he has become a saint and is so close to the ancestor of the swordsmanship Hongjun, he can gradually understand many things.

“Disciple Qingfeng, pay homage to Master.”

Yunsu respectfully bowed and bowed. Ancestor Hongjun was his only cultivation teacher in countless worlds, and he deserved to be treated with a great gift.

Ask yourself, Ancestor Hongjun treats him well, and the teaching is in place. Originally, he only participated in two Zixiao Palace sermons, but he did not expect to have a general review at the end. Yunsu is very convinced that that one. He always reviewed it because of himself, but whether it was preferential treatment, or whether it was specially treated kindly, he couldn’t tell, but Yun Su took the lead.

Moreover, he first gave Pangu Fan, and then gave Xiantian a Qi Hunyuan Zixiao rune.

Pangu Fan didn’t say anything. According to Yunsu’s estimation, even in the realm of returning to the ruins, this kind of power is so powerful that it has surpassed the treasure of a world. It is also precious and indescribable. Home travel, a must-have baby for murder and theft.

And the Xiantian Qi Hunyuan Zixiao Talisman, which had helped him understand many avenues before, and even helped him to easily refine and completely complete the Pangu Fan. It is a non-offensive and non-defense treasure. Similar innate spiritual treasures, Yunsu has not heard of the second, whether it is used to accompany the enlightenment practice, or use it to comprehend and refine some spiritual treasures, it is a rare treasure.

More importantly, when Yunsu comprehends the Innate Hongmeng Purple Qi, he can do more with less with less effort, which is very miraculous.

Although the master-disciple relationship between Yunsu and Hongjun ancestors is different from the teacher-disciple relationship in the secular world, and there is no filial piety between teachers and disciples, I am good to you, and you are not good to me.

Ancestor Hongjun, who is on the way to the ruthless realm of the Dao, whose goal is to harmonize with the world, has surpassed the imagination of monks who are below the realm of saints.

Now that he has become a saint, Yunsu can better understand the choice of ancestor Hongjun.

“Qingfeng, you have become a sage of the Great Desolation, can you see the other side of the avenue?”

Ancestor Hongjun asked lightly.

The prehistoric saints have long heard rumors that the realm of saints is the other side of the avenue, and each sanctified person sees the other side of the avenue is different, but the realm of saints is the end of practice, the peak of the avenue, and the other side of the path, but it is open to the wild. secret.

Yun Su didn’t hesitate, but sighed: “Since the disciple became holy, he has not seen the other side of the Dao. He only feels that the road ahead is long and he must work harder.”

The ancestor Hongjun in front of him still gave Yunsu an unfathomable feeling.

However, compared to the illusory feeling in the past, the feeling that the ancestor Hongjun gave him today is indeed very strong, but it does not mean that his own strength really makes him, the saint of heaven and earth, find it difficult to resist.

Not only that, Yunsu guessed that maybe he didn’t belong to the prehistoric world, but he could see it more clearly. This master is indeed very powerful, but he became the first saint in the prehistoric world, and he might be the most powerful among the saints. After it was extremely strong, from a special perspective, he could already see the back of the ancestor Hongjun.

This special perspective is naturally Yunsu’s perspective above the prehistoric world.

After proving the Tao and becoming holy, the Taoism has skyrocketed, and there is no sign of stopping. For the first time, Yunsu clearly realized that the ancestor of Hongjun is not omnipotent. He is also a cultivator, but he is much stronger than ordinary cultivators. .

He tried to make himself look at the ancestor of Hongjun from the perspective of the sage of the prehistoric era, and found that it was different. At this time, the ancestor of Hongjun was invincible.

“Teacher Hongjun is afraid that he is not far from the realm of reconciliation, so if the sage of Honghuang wants to look at him in the framework of Honghuang, he will always be in the weak position of being suppressed by eternity.”

Yunsu also knew that it was not the ancestor Hongjun who wanted to control everything and suppress all living beings in the world.

When he succeeds in combining the Dao, it can be said that the whole prehistoric heaven is him, and he is the prehistoric heaven.

At that time, the ancestors of Hongjun really regarded the common people as stubborn dogs, and would not favor any one party.

Yunsu did not mention the road to the ruins. He guessed that the ancestor Hongjun did not go to the ruins because he had cut off the road long ago. Instead, he chose a method similar to the quasi-sage old tortoise. Dao is in a big world, and they want it to evolve naturally until the world is shattered and returns to chaos. In this process, they will collect what they want little by little.

Both of them want to make further breakthroughs in perhaps billions of years.

The quasi-sacred turtle failed, so he still went to perish in the end, but he was far worse than the ancestor of Hongjun, and finally wanted to reverse it and become holy in the flood.

Maybe I think the big world of Honghuang is good, and I am tired of walking, so I want to stop here. At least, this world has a great senior like Hongjun ancestors.

Of course, in the end, he still turned into ashes and completely annihilated.

“This road of reconciliation that may last for billions of years or even tens of billions of years, whether it succeeds or fails, I’m afraid there will be no way back, alas.”

Yunsu can’t say anything, he can’t say, teacher, let’s go together, not to mention he can’t take Ancestor Hongjun, this ancestor belongs to this side of the world.

His road is almost completely different from that of the ancestor Hongjun, except for the wild scenery in the middle.

Ancestor Hongjun asked if he had ever seen the other side of the avenue, but Yunsu answered honestly no.

Generally speaking, for ordinary saints, sanctification is the end, and the ancestors of Hongjun can’t get through, and ordinary saints will coexist with this prehistoric world.

However, Yunsu did not deceive the ancestor of Hongjun.

This means that he admits that his path forward is not cut off.

“When Zixiao Palace first met, I felt that you were very different from other disciples, and now that the road ahead has not been cut off, don’t let down the great opportunity.

Back then, when Chaos didn’t remember the year, Pangu and I had our own opinions. He chose to open up the world, but I hoped to break through the shackles and find the rumored way to return to the ruins. “

Ancestor Hongjun moved forward with the whisk in his hand, and suddenly many pictures appeared.

what!

Yun Su’s face was as usual, but his heart was very shocked.

In the picture, the ancestor Hongjun tried at least tens of millions of times to break through the barriers of the world and go to a farther universe, trying to find the rumored way to return to the ruins.

However, the farthest time, the ancestor of Hongjun just broke through the limitations of the ninety-seven great worlds, and finally fell short, and had to return to the primordial primordial chaos.

As if there was a most terrifying force pulling him, making him unable to escape.

“It turns out that the teacher has already tried the way of returning to the ruins in the era of chaos, but it makes the disciples admire it. The disciples have also heard the saying of returning to the ruins, but apart from the old Taoist turtle, they have never seen the second one. Really rely on strength to touch some thresholds.”

What Yun Su said is also true. Of course, the other meaning of what he didn’t say is that he did not touch some thresholds entirely by strength. Not to mention, Hongjun ancestors have now embarked on an irreversible road of reconciliation, saying some falsehoods It seemed so cruel.

However, the strength of the ancestor Hongjun is indeed very terrifying, and he can break through the world barriers of ninety-seven great worlds in the era of chaos.

You must know that Yunsu knows the door way too well. When he was a quasi-sage, he wanted to go to the world of Liaozhai to save Wang Muxuan, how far would it go?

Of course, Yunsu didn’t use his real body to try, but projecting clones across several worlds still made him feel very difficult.

Before returning to the ruins, cultivators were bound to a certain chaos, or a certain world. The farther away, the greater the shackles they suffered. Even in theory, if they rushed out to one or two hundred big worlds, the ancestors of Hongjun would be greatly affected. They may become ordinary people, or even fall directly outside.

Mortals are plagued by gravity and cannot fly at will.

The monks are troubled by the heavens and the earth, and cannot go against the heavens at will.

Saints are blessed by heaven and earth, and cannot destroy heaven and earth by themselves.

An existence like the ancestor Hongjun, even if he was infinitely close to the realm of returning to the ruins, it would be difficult for him to truly break through the shackles of the universe and set foot on the ruins.

As for the old turtle, in Yunsu’s view, it was purely cheating.

The universe is the sea, and the boat crosses it. This guy treats himself as a boat, leaning on thick skin and thick flesh, and the big moving world on his back. It may be a bit rough and ridiculous to say, Yunsu feels a bit like his own student Just like going out with a charging treasure in the times, this fellow only got a little bit of a threshold by fluke.

But the real way of returning to the ruins, let alone getting started, he is completely a layman, and can only be regarded as a time traveler, not a returning player.

“If it was the ancestor of Hongjun who pioneered the world back then, it would not be worse than Pangu. These two are really bright for a while.”

After Yunsu was sanctified, there was a strange feeling.

There seems to be a strange relationship between the ancestors of Hongjun and Pangu. This relationship does not mean that there is any spiritual or physical relationship between the two, but a kind of avenue level, as if there is a relationship involved.

What he was more curious about was that the Primordial Primordial Primordial Primal Chaos had not yet been established, so why was the ancestor of Hongjun eager to leave and set foot on Guixu.

“During the chaos, the disciple has not yet regained his senses, but the teacher has already tried to break through the shackles and set foot on the return to the ruins, which is really admired by the disciples.”

Yun Su is not flattering, but telling the truth.

“It’s just a coincidence. I have heard that you once said in the wild world that you can die when you hear about the Dao, and it was the same at that time.”

What surprised Yunsu was that Ancestor Hongjun actually mentioned that he was in the wild world in his early years and pretended to brag, but he didn’t know what kind of ‘it was also true at that time’ that touched this teacher. .

Suddenly, Yunsu had a clear understanding.

Pangu!

Yunsu has a guess that if Pangu is not the chaotic **** and demon here, but comes from a certain cosmic **** race, then after coming here, the ancestor Hongjun will naturally discuss with Pangu like an old turtle. It must have mentioned the way of returning to the ruins, the mystery of the universe, and the wonderfulness of the billions and billions of big worlds.

“These two are also strange. If this is the case, one has come all the way to open up chaos and evolve everything in the world. The other wants to break through the shackles and leave here. Isn’t it a besieged city, some people want to come out, some people want to come out. I want to go in…”

Yunsu couldn’t figure out the reason, no matter what, in the end, both of them stayed and couldn’t escape.

He made up a picture in his mind, as if he had seen the era of chaos. Ancestor Hongjun argued with the great **** Pangu in the depths of chaos. He yearned for the depths of the cosmic starry sky that seemed to be endless at a glance, but was actually separated by major worlds.

Of course, what ordinary people see is starlight and darkness. What they see is countless time and space, and countless big worlds.

One is indulging in this side of Hongmeng Chaos, and wants to open up the world and derive infinite things.

The world barrier, the space-time barrier, and the more magnificent universe, Yunsu didn’t think about it so much for the time being. This is just the sanctification, and it’s just practice slowly.

If his guess is correct, this is the way to return to the ruins~www.mtlnovel.com~ Counting the old turtle, the ancestor of Hongjun, and Pangu, three people have already explored it. At present, I am afraid that they have all failed. What they did is to stand on the basis of their failures and combine their own advantages to fully deduce the “Book of Return to the Ruins”, and then gradually improve it, and finally break the shackles and set foot on the Ruins of Return.

Next, after the first-ever conversation between Hongjun ancestors and Yunsu for two or three sentences, he stopped talking about the Hongjun Dao, which made Yunsu still a little unaccustomed.

There was basically no small talk in the whole process, and Yunsu didn’t sound as obscure and profound as before. Many things can be understood after a little thought.

Of course, he didn’t know if other quasi-sanctified saints could do it if they were sanctified.

Yunsu had a hunch that his status as a saint should be no trivial matter, and he couldn’t compare it with ordinary saints, but in the end, he would have to find an opportunity to prove it in the future.

It is also impossible for him to ask Ancestor Hongjun, the difference between the disciple and the master, who is stronger or weaker.

He is very satisfied to be able to return to Zixiao Palace and see this teacher. Perhaps this is the treatment of the first saint in the prehistoric wilderness, and the more critical point is that the ancestor of Hongjun may realize the world and discover him. The road ahead is smooth, so I specially summoned.

After Ancestor Hongjun finished his sermon, Yunsu saw that he took out something, and suddenly a heart that was never shocked, couldn’t help but tighten.

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