The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured - Chapter 1110
Chapter 1110 The life experience that is not allowed to know! 【1 more】
Jun Mu’s shallow eyes suddenly sinking: “Look for me?”
She can be sure that Yuanshi Tianzun is really on the side of the Wu Clan, but the positions of other heavenly saints are vague.
Because it is reasonable to say that Zu Hongjun fits in with the body, as another part of the heavenly path, nothing in the predicament can escape his sight, but he has not expressed any expression of what Yuanshi Tianzun did.
Even things in the Three Realms have nothing to do with Hongjun, but it is clear that the demise of the past is extremely closely related to the Witch Clan and the black mist.
Since even Hongjun knows that Hongjun has perished once, it is because time has gone back that it has returned to hundreds of thousands of years ago, and it barely has more life, why not stop it?
What is hiding in this?
“Yes, I’m looking for you.” Bodhi groaned for a few seconds, seeming to consider a suitable one, “It’s just that I and the guide have not yet received you, so you will go to Unreal Daqian first.”
Jun Mu’s light eyes are darker.
She suddenly remembered that after the three great ancestors of Dijiang, Qiangliang and Zhu Rong invaded the Wanling Continent, she was going to Unreal Daqian to find Rongqing.
At that time, she didn’t know that the guide was Yingzijin, and it was also a charm.
嬴子衿 said: “Hurry up, you won’t be able to go to Unreal Daqian anymore.”
Later, she thought that Ying Zijin’s sentence meant the collapse of the Ten Thousand Spirits Continent, and she was naturally unable to go, but now it seems…
It is clear that Ying Zijin has counted that Bodhi Patriarch and Amitabha came to pick her up in the chaotic galaxy where Unreal Daqian is located. She will be picked up by them as long as one step later.
Naturally, there is no way to go to Unreal Daqian.
“But now it seems that when Daozu also made mistakes in judgment, Xiuying and I shouldn’t actually pick you up at the time.” Bodhi smiled slightly, “It is not a good thing to take you back in advance.”
”……”
For a while, Jun Muqian couldn’t figure out the attitude of Bodhi Patriarch.
She was silent for a long time before she asked: “Master knows my life experience? I am very important to Honghuang, so Daozu will let Master and Master pick me back to Honghuang?”
The time Bodhi ancestor said should be when her spiritual veins were just opened.
Hunyuan Lingmai, Hunyuan Ling, Hunyuanqi…
Anything that touches her, coincidentally has the word “Hunyuan” embedded.
Jun Muqian rubbed the silver blue fringed bell on his waist and moved his eyebrows.
She now has reason to suspect that it was definitely not a coincidence that she would see Hun Yuanling when she was reborn in Huaxu Mainland.
is as powerful as Hun Yuan Ling, how can it appear in the grass so cleverly?
No matter how concealed, it is impossible to have never been discovered, and in the end it made her cheaper.
But knowing that, when he heard the first question, Bodhi shook his head faintly: “No, I don’t know.”
After a pause, he added: “To be precise, I am not allowed to know.”
”!”
As soon as he said this, Jun Muqian suddenly raised his head: “What did you say?”
What does it mean… not allowed to know?
“I know, there will be trouble, it is better to not know.” Bodhi sighed, “But you are really important to Honghuang.”
“At that time, Daozu asked me and Jiuying to pick you up, because you had the aura of Hongmeng.”
”Hongmeng’s breath?” Jun Muqian also remembered that when Di Jiang met her, he also said this.
——This little girl has the smell of Hongmeng on her body, so she can’t keep it!
She has the aura of Hongmeng, could it be because of her great luck?
”Before Pangu opened up the world, the world was in chaos.” Bodhi said, his sleeve robe waved.
In an instant——
In the center of the master and apprentice, a cloud of white mist appeared, floating up and down, suddenly deep and shallow.
Bodhi pointed to the mist and said: “This mist is the Harmony.”
Jun Mu shallowly nodded, expressing it clearly.
Hongmeng, represents the vitality before the opening of the world.
And this part of the vitality cannot be used, because the movement of this vitality is too chaotic, and it cannot be absorbed by the dantian and transported to the meridians.
That’s why Pangu opened up the world, and divided this part of the chaotic vitality. After the differentiation, the vitality has a new name-Hunyuan.
After , the source of the heavenly path is transformed into three thousand magnum and purple auras, also known as the foundation of the avenue, which is the indispensable treasure of sanctification.
Without Hongmeng and Purple Qi, one cannot be sanctified.
Jun Muqian suddenly said: “So, until now, no eighth heavenly saint has been born, but is it because of the lack of grandeur and purple energy?”
“Yes, it’s not right.” Bodhi said, “The Hongmeng Purple Qi in your cognition is a tool for using innate spiritual treasures, and also a magic weapon for improving spiritual cultivation and refining the soul.”
“Although this magic weapon is also a grandiose purple energy, it has nothing to do with the foundation of the great avenue and the origin of the heavens. It is just a purer aura. Although it is rare, it will continue to evolve.
“And the cosmic and purple energy that can truly make people sanctified has long been exhausted. Back then, I was fortunate enough to get one of them.”
“Although both the former and the latter can be called Hongmeng Ziqi, they are not a concept.”
Jun Mu lightly twists his eyebrows.
It turned out to be the case. It seems that the so many grand purple qi she got from the monarch at that time were nothing more than ordinary auras.
“However, the eighth heavenly saint has not been born for millions of years, and it is not only because of the lack of the grandiose and purple aura.” Bodhi said again, “the Hunyuan Taoist fruit is also missing.”
”Hunyuan Daoguo?” Jun Muqian was taken aback for a moment, “The same thing as flat peach and ginseng fruit?”
“It’s far, it’s too far.” Bodhi smiled and waved his hand. “This Hunyuan Tao fruit has nothing to do with eating. You don’t have to go into its complicated meaning, it refers to the holy place.”
He briefly explained: “For example, there are only two jade platforms to sit on. If another person comes, he can only stand.”
Jun Mu Qian clearly realized: “Just like Unreal Daqian, is the number of domain monarchs fixed?”
“That’s the truth.” Bodhi stroked his beard, “So the Taiyi boy is actually not weaker than the lead, but he doesn’t have a holy position and lacks the sacred spirit. He will never become a holy in his life.”
“Only with the holy throne can we have the opportunity to preach the Tao. I was able to get the holy throne back then, and I also grabbed it.”
Jun Mu’s light eyebrows jumped: “So whether you can be holy, it’s luck?”
“You can say so.” Bodhi smiled lightly, “But luck is sometimes part of strength.”
This, Jun Muqian agrees.
If you really don’t have the strength, you won’t even be able to grab the holy position.
And even if he grabs the holy position, he still cannot prove the Dao without the strength, and he still cannot become a saint of the heavenly path.
At this time, Bodhi said again: “But you are different. You are an innate Taoist body. You don’t need a holy position, and you can be holy, but you still lack the real grand and purple energy.”
He sighed: “It’s a pity that even Dao Ancestor doesn’t know where there is a grandiose and purple aura.”
Jun Muqian was silent.
She doesn’t really have much pursuit of sanctification. She just wants to save her relatives and friends back.
As long as they can save them, let alone unsanctification, even if she is allowed to abolish her cultivation base.
“The Taoist ancestor asked me and Jiying to bring you back because they think you have the ability to save the earth and the land, because since you have the aura of Hongmeng in your body, it proves that you have a connection with the world before you opened the world, and it may be a breakthrough point.” Bodhi Shen Glancing at her deeply, “However, not everyone agrees.”
“Tongtian thinks that taking you back will speed up the demise of the predecessor.”
“However, in the end, many people agreed.”
“So, my brother and I set off to Unreal Daqian, but there is a secret shield, we will not find it for a while.”
Speaking, Bodhi sighed: “I thought that after you went to Unreal Daqian, Honghuang would be completely hopeless. Unexpectedly, you actually came back.”
Jun Mu’s shallow eyelashes lowered: “If it wasn’t for my relatives and friends who were in danger in the prehistoric times, I really hadn’t thought of coming back.”
Who would have expected that Honghuang is actually another universe?
“You said those people in Infernal Purgatory?” Bodhi frowned. “I can’t intervene. If I intervene, I will be noticed. You can only rely on yourself.”
Jun Mu shallowly nodded: “I understand, so I am going to practice in retreat. At least I have to cultivate to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal to have some chance of winning.”
“Alright.” Bodhi nodded slightly, “I really have nothing to teach you. After all, you are about to learn the essence of these seventy-two changes.”
“So, you will have cultivated here, and the rest will be discussed after you leave the customs.”
“Okay.” Jun Muqian responded.
But she can see now: Bodhi Patriarch and the seven saints only know that the future will perish, and there will be very powerful opponents, but it is not clear how they will perish and the process.
Bodhi suddenly turned around: “That’s right—”
(End of this chapter)