The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 356: The Road to Creation
But in the blink of an eye, the entire Great Xia Imperial City was reduced to ruins. Endless old vines and ancient trees were madly squeezing the ruins, and the originally supreme Imperial Palace also collapsed completely.

The princes, nobles and aristocratic families in the Imperial City also suffered heavy casualties in the two clashes. At this moment, the entire Imperial City - the backbone of the Eastern Territory - was completely paralyzed.

At this moment, Wu Yong was slumped among the ruins, with the Chun God stepping on his chest with one leg, suppressing him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The goddess was supreme, her feet were like frozen snow, her ankles were like jade rings and flowers, with one blow of her leg, she threw Wu Yong, who was trying to resist, to the ground on the head, and in an instant his Taoist body was injured and his immortal body was torn apart.

This is the mighty power from the supreme god, which cannot be surpassed by relying on foundation or Taoism. Even Emperor Mi, who has reached perfection in the upper realm, has almost no power to resist such a god.

And this goddess stepped on Wu Yong's chest, but there was a strange light in her eyes. It was indeed so. The aura of mediating the inorganic and creating the heavenly lead was refreshing.

This is exactly the opportunity that comes from the same source as her natural charm but is completely opposite.

The Goddess Chun smiled and her beautiful nose twitched slightly, savoring a ray of the natural lead energy. She loosened her control over Wu Yong. At least at this moment, she was very satisfied with this Taoist who suddenly appeared in her sight.

The only drawback is that his level of cultivation is still a level lower and his luck is still a little shallow!
"Fuyao Wuyong, Taoist name Zhixuan, right?"

"Your sect's hands are stretching too far."

The goddess took his arms and chuckled.

Although this immortal sect has spread widely from Changle in the East to the Three Heavens Ancient Realm, the True Spirit Land, and the Nine Provinces, it is still not qualified to take action against the gods and demons in the Wilderness.

"I can give you a way to survive, little Taoist!"

"But you have to be obedient."

The goddess raised her white finger and immediately pulled Wu Yong up from the ruins. The spiritual energy of nature was flowing and was much more agile than the lead energy from heaven. In the blink of an eye, the wounds on Wu Yong's body were healed.

Wu Yong stood there silently, staring at the goddess, not knowing what she was going to do. However, the bottom of her left eye seemed to be full of galaxies, and the complex meaning of the stars turned into a vortex that kept turning. But in the end, she did not resist, but only cast a spell of "substitute death" on her body.

"I wonder how the goddess wants Yong to cooperate?"

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

The goddess Chun chuckled without saying a word, and looked around as if she had found something. She pointed to the east with her left hand and captured a fleeing figure from somewhere in the ancient forest that covered a thousand miles.

When one reaches the ultimate state, the fruit of the Tao has matured and manifested itself as a great road, with one road ruling over all the roads.

It was as if the goddess pointed out, and time and the void all gave way to her. In an instant, the princess of Great Xia who was being protected and escaping by several female servants was caught by her. The once graceful and supreme princess could only try her best to escape from this desolate green swamp that took her lives.

In just a short time, the emperor fell, the city fell, and the extremely powerful Da Xia was reduced to ruins in an instant.

The princess of Daxia fell to the ground before she could come to her senses. She looked up at the beautiful man and woman standing opposite each other on her left and right.

"Well……"

"Immortal Lord."

Immortal Lord Zhixuan entered the northern border and killed the great Taotie to pass on the legacy to Daxia. Although Princess Mi had never met him before, she had heard of him before. She recognized this immortal at the first sight. At this moment, she endured the severe pain and groaned softly, then stood up and saluted, moving closer to the Taoist in plain clothes without leaving any trace.

She had no idea what had happened in the Upper Palace and the Great Xia Imperial City. She only knew that the horrific aftermath swept across the imperial city for thousands of miles, and then the surviving palace maids, concubines, and princes all fled. Those who escaped slowly were buried forever under that ancient swamp.

The emperor fell, and the auspicious clouds in the sky of the imperial realm suddenly dissipated. The divine light that was shaded by the Mi bloodline dimmed, the princes disappeared, and the entire imperial city had no one to rely on.

Will this Immortal Lord be the last ray of hope?

Looking at the Princess of Daxia who was shrinking towards Wu Yong, at a loss and looking pitiful, the Goddess of the World just sneered.

"You have cultivated to mediate the creation, right? Inorganic mediation, creation returns."

"If you hadn't appeared, the heir of the Shennong Sutra would have been destroyed by Jiu Feng'er. This divine fruit should have been hers..."

"But today, I will give you this divine fruit to help you reach the highest level of Taoism. How do you think?"

The goddess picked up the green duckweed with three fingers, walked forward slowly, and faced Wu Yong face to face. Unexpectedly, Wu Yong was half a head taller than her, and the magical fruit filled with the scent of Shennong's herbs was just handed to Wu Yong's nose.

Wu Yong, however, had a blank expression on his face. He turned his head slightly, glanced at the princess of the imperial dynasty, and then avoided that gaze.

"Thanks to the great god's favor, it is not necessary."

"I cannot accept such a great gift!"

But the goddess refused to give in at all.

“Hehe, what if I really want you to take this divine fruit of good fortune?”

"In front of the billions of people in Daxia and many martial arts practitioners, you attracted the attention of the supreme power, caused their emperor to fall, and won the greatest victory. How about it?"

These smiling words echoed in the hearts of all the people in the Imperial Realm in a trance. The billions of creatures in the Imperial Realm could all feel the lingering sadness. A strange emotion lingered in the hearts of all the spirits in Da Xia, and a haze that covered the whole world shrouded the hearts of all the spirits. Even the few kings and princes who survived by chance felt unspeakable despair.

The supreme power can easily cut off cause and effect, and time and space will retreat. This is the ultimate realm, when the Great Dao evolves to its extreme, and it is also called the Daluo realm.

In the chaos, the strong prey on the weak. There is no one to set the rules here. No matter how many calculations there are, they cannot withstand the intervention of the gods in the highest realm and overturn the chessboard.

But do the martial arts practitioners of Da Xia have the courage to resent this deity?
"It must be that foreign immortal who brought about this disaster."

"Yes, yes, the people in the Immortal Court are not good people."

"The Immortal Court and the Desolate Territory are birds of a feather, and they want to destroy our Great Xia..."

Wan Ling's mind was filled with distracting thoughts. When the martial arts sky of Da Xia collapsed, the evil spirit of Wan Ling became stronger.

But Wu Yong sneered and brushed away the distracting thoughts that were like the misty water mirror and the moon shadow in the virtual world with disgust as if he were brushing away dust.

"The God of Chun is supreme, but this method is a bit ugly."

The confused people don't even dare to resent the supreme gods, but they put the blame for the collapse of the prosperous empire on his head?

"That Xuan Xiu was arrogant and the Xia Emperor was ignorant. They led an army to attack the south for hundreds of thousands of miles, which angered the God..."

"You, the Lord, do not allow him to be with you. Even if Yong appears or not, he will die for you, right?"

However, the goddess did not refute, but just looked at Wu Yong with a smile, and then the vast pressure became more and more sluggish.

The death of Emperor Xia today must be implicated by Wu Yong, pushing the Imperial Dynasty and the Immortal Court to the opposite side? Without Emperor Xia, the Imperial Dynasty would be easily destroyed against the Immortal Court. Do they dare?
"Immortal Lord!"

How could the princess of Daxia not know the current situation? She exclaimed in surprise.

She didn't want the dynasty to be destroyed by the wilderness, and then to have a great hatred with the immortal land. That would only bring endless death and destruction to the people of Daxia! "Goddess, what do you want?"

Wu Yong ignored the princess and took the divine fruit with a rare expression of indifference.

Although his words revealed his dissatisfaction with the supreme deity, his actions were in compliance with the deity's orders. It was obvious that he had experienced this kind of communication from the bottom up many times and had mastered the subtle balance.

"I like people like you who are well-behaved."

"As for what I want? You should know it very well, right? What do you want from me?"

The goddess smiled, her eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc. Even though Wu Yong was on high alert at this moment, seeing such a stunning smile, some of his hostility disappeared.

The inorganic mediator, the heavenly lead and all the gas, is cold like the heaven and earth as a furnace, the yin and yang as charcoal, the gold and stone in the heaven and earth are inorganic, the vast void is the essence, and what they seek is nothing more than the original origin; the spiritual creator, at the beginning of the mist, takes the vast spiritual energy, the innate energy, the ancestral spiritual light, the life light of creation, and what they seek is nothing more than the miracle of giving birth to life.

The former falls into the lead and the latter floats on the creation. Wu Yong's creation, when it reaches its extreme, is nothing but a "chaos" where all living things are lifeless. The purer the heavenly lead and various gases are, the more perfect the Tao is. In the end, no living thing can bear it. In the end, what is transformed by Wuji's mediation is nothing but another chaos where all living things are extinct!
Chun's creation is mysterious, but it lacks the immortal Leng Yu. In the end, spirit and flesh, body and soul? Wandering without support, but also like a spiritual puppet in the hands of the gods.

"You are Chun in the water, and Chun is you on the other shore."

"How about entering the wilderness and practicing with me? Your Heavenly Lead Path is very interesting."

The goddess flicked her sleeves and waved her hand lightly, and a hazy light appeared. Wherever the hazy light passed, there was only a slight trance, which was the distortion of thousands of Dao lines.

"Why, you don't dare to speak?"

The eyes like spring water wandered on Wu Yong. Seeing that Wu Yong was hesitant and silent, he pointed again, causing Wu Yong's right hand to irresistibly throw the green apple divine fruit into his mouth. The divine fruit was sweet. With just one bite, the misty creation was like water and dew, melting in the mouth.

Among them are all the traces of herbs and the spiritual charm of nature that Wu Yong sought.

In the next moment, the goddess waved her green sleeves and suddenly slapped Wu Yong on the chest.

The palm struck Wu Yong right in the heart, causing his feet to loosen, and in an instant he seemed to fall into a deep body of water. When he was about to look around, he heard several splashes of water. When he tried to use his magic power again, he had no chance to fight back. The spiritual charm of this place was boundless, yet dark and lifeless, like the weak water in the sky, where not even a feather can rise and all living things are sinking.

"You are so loyal to Jiuzhou? If I destroy your Jiuzhou Immortal Court, what will you do?"

"Extremely aggrieved, grief-stricken and speechless?"

The cold chuckles rang out from all directions, along with the Weak Water Divine Realm, which put Wu Yong under great pressure. Endless light flowed, dark and misty, like the gurgling of water, but each ray of light carried a world, which was suffocating.

Wu Yong only felt that the infinite heavens were pressing down on his head. Perhaps it was the same for his enemies in the past when they faced his Heavenly Lead Creation Dao. Creation was only the most basic means. What he and others ultimately pursued was the creation of gods, or even the creator who transcended endless epochs.

Endless divine power pressed down on every corner of the Weak Water Divine Realm. Wu Yong sank deeper and deeper into this dark abyss. Ten days, a hundred days, sixty years, a thousand years...

In a trance, he seemed to see the mountains and rivers of Kyushu swaying and collapsing, and many faces close to Yuancong fell in front of him. The Yinshi Avenue could not save him, Wu Xuan, You Xue, Wu Zhao, Zi Ling, Wu Lie, Wu Lingxiu...

He couldn't save them. At this moment, Wu Yong seemed to have returned to the time before he became a primordial spirit. The world was turned upside down, immortals and gods fell, and his close followers were also ignited by the flames of war and swallowed by the earth. Did he love them? Did he love Jiuzhou? Did he love Fuyao?

It seemed like someone was asking Wu Yong a question.

Fuyao has been in the Tao for five or six hundred years, and unknowingly, he has left too many footprints in the land of Kyushu. From being empty when he first came, to now having millions of eyes under his command, admiring and looking up to him, how could he have no emotions?

But to say whether you love or not?

Wu Yong did not answer. He looked at the cracked earth and the collapsing sky. He was so weak. He seemed a little weak at this moment. He could not resist the upheaval of heaven and earth. All living things could not escape from that despair. They would be forever sunk in pain and resentment in that disaster.

The scene changes.

"Wu Zhao, do you remember what I taught you when you were a child?"

Wu Yong no longer fled with the crowd. He stopped and looked coldly at Wu Zhao, who was half-pressed by the ten-thousand-foot sacred mountain. The latter had a look of sorrow and pleading on his face, but after meeting Wu Yong's cold eyes, he mustered up his courage and tremblingly took out an ox-ear knife from his sleeve.

My father taught me not to put my hope in anyone. If I cannot resist, I should hold on until the last moment. If I die, I am just dead.

Wu Yong walked a few more steps and saw his fellow Taoists and Yuan Cong either falling or dying tragically. He also kept walking forward, using up his last bit of strength. Although he was moved, Wu Yong did not feel as sad as he had imagined.

"I no longer have the power to save you, but perhaps I can give you a quick death..."

In Wu Yong's left pupil, longitude and latitude intertwined, myriad paths manifested, and transformed into a seven-inch sharp blade. The will of heaven is like a knife, this is the Heavenly Sword!

This is a sharp blade that can cut off cause and effect!
As the Immortal Palace collapsed, Wu Yong continued to move forward, burying all the sentient beings who were drowning in pain. He continued to move forward for countless years, until one day, he suddenly frowned and shook his head, saying:

"The Nine Provinces have collapsed. What does it matter to me? I am just a passer-by."

"I can go to the Western Extreme to join the Star Lord, or I can practice asceticism to pursue the path of the Eastern Extreme Saint."

"The goddess asked me to practice with you. You should at least be able to make Wu Yong follow you because of one of your characteristics, right?"

Is he awake?

Or maybe he never fell?

"What a seed of immortality! You are so heartless and desireless to the extreme. You actually have a wife and children? You actually killed them with your own hands?"

"The monk is really cruel!"

The goddess looked at the Taoist who was sinking in the divine realm, and at his cold face with a frown, and she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"Is my supreme power not enough for you to follow me?"

“Simply speaking of divine power, the divine power of Emperor Tianyi and the reputation of the Sage of Changle are more vast, aren’t they?” Even though Wu Yong had sunk into the Weak Water Divine Realm, a cold light flashed in his eyes, revealing a trace of the aura of a Star Lord.

"Hmph, this deity has come to the world and created countless things. Isn't it worth following for you, who is cultivating the creation and has an inorganic celestial lead?"

"Maybe? The soft rabbit eats grass and the divine lion eats meat. It seems that there will be no conflict because of the food they need. But how can a rabbit and a lion live together?" Wu Yong shook his head again.

"Is my natural beauty worthy of your admiration and your cultivation with me?"

"Of course this is worth it, but I don't think I have the qualifications to ask for it..."

The goddess was dissatisfied with Wu Yong's implication that she did not have the qualities worthy of him following, so she asked three questions, but was invisibly amused by his answers.

"You are just being stubborn, Wu Yong!"

"We can talk about the rest later, but today, I must taste your heavenly lead creation avenue and see what immortality is."

As these words were spoken, the divine fruit and the undigested Tao Pill in Wu Yong's body instantly dissolved, and the infinite Tao marks on his body regenerated. The Tao fruit surrounded by thousands of gods and spirits began to grow and change. The vast aura around his body was no longer suppressed, but burst out. The various Tao principles of Tianqian, Sanzang, Xuanhuang, and Xingdou began to intertwine. It was no longer a phantom, but a visible shape and substance.

What is a supreme immortal? To raise the Tao to heaven, this Tao is your spokesperson, surpassing the supreme, it is the upper realm!

(End of this chapter)