The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 406: Spiritual Land or Spiritual Land
Until they reached the top of the ancient Purple Mountain, the Taoist monk, wearing a white robe with white sleeves rolled up, holding a staff with a green gourd hanging from it, walked briskly, and every step he took was not stained with a speck of dust.

Beidou and Jiufeng had already stood up and stood on the top of the prismatic crystal vein, waiting for the Taoist to come down the mountain.

"Lord Xuan, have you... succeeded?" Lord Beidou looked thoughtful, but his words were full of confidence.

At this moment, the Taoist who came down from the ancient mountain with a staff has long transcended the mundane world, and his immortal body has returned to its original simplicity, but there is still a mysterious Taoist aura lingering around him, which is simple and great.

The ultimate is Daluo, which is a level of life that is completely different from any other in the world. It is an existence that can leave a strong mark in the traces of ancient history!

"It happened naturally!"

The Taoist monk in white clothes nodded and chuckled, then took three or two steps closer to the two masters and looked out at the Tianxu area from afar together.

Zhuhua Spiritual Mine, with brilliant ideas and bright clouds in the sky, the three of them stood here together and talked about the way forward again.

"The Emperor has returned, and he may not be too far from here. Should we go find him..."

Jiufeng, holding a black lamp, suddenly interrupted.

This Lord Zhixuan has attained enlightenment today and has gathered the supreme laws. It is time for him to reunite with the other emperors. By then, he will join forces with the other emperors to drive those ancient ones out of this First-Class Heavenly Ruins and prevent the blessings of this world's avenue from being snatched away by the ambitious people of the old times.

However, as soon as these words came out, Xuan Jun had a new idea!

"Not necessarily."

"The emperors have their own things to do. The game between the ten directions Daluo Wuliang and the supreme venerables has been balanced. It cannot be affected by one more supreme realm or two less upper realms."

"Now that I have achieved enlightenment and called upon the God of Heaven, it is time for the three of us to show our abilities. Why don't we make some achievements before all the other Dao Lords?"

Wu Yong gently picked up the Hunyuan Waidan and shook his head to guide him.

"Follow me and go up. There are boundless opportunities. Let's see how this round of exploration goes."

Having this opportunity to enter Zhoushan for the first time, it is impossible for him to be content to be a supporting role. Even Wu Yong is not willing to bow to Chunhua and Jiang Zu.

So, with a scroll of Immortal Light, the trio headed north again, controlling the image of the God of Heaven and walking on the land of Tianxu!
The whole way is surrounded by layers of Tianxu ridges. The God of Heaven is 66,000 feet tall. When he steps on Zhoushan, he seems to be the ancient giant god Kuafu, going up around Zhoushan Tianxu. For a long time, the three masters explored the way forward. In this place of origin of Zhoushan, they searched for the inspiration and wonders of Tao. There were spiritual roots and precious materials, and the rhyme of Tao was overflowing. They turned and refined them to make heavenly pills.

Wu Yong traced back to the hundred layers of celestial ruins and the billions of miles of the world, watching the mist rolling and the mysterious light flashing. In the immortal pupils, there was a brilliant divine secret and clear cause and effect. The densely packed mysterious fireflies sometimes intertwined and sometimes connected in series, with endless changes.

If it is not a fourth-level spiritual material or a fairy-level treasure, it is difficult for it to even enter the eyes of the Three Venerables...

He went up another thirty-six floors, gained inspiration, and collected precious materials, until he came to a piece of emerald sky ruins. Here the mountains were high and the waters were deep, with green forests and quietness. After Zhou Shan was created several years ago, insects, fish, birds, and beasts had already begun to be born. Under the abyss of the sky ruins, golden scales were swinging their tails, and their majestic bones were bursting with waves, causing a group of fish and shrimps to fight to cross.

This was a forested abyss where water and trees intertwined. Beneath the emerald green mountains, deep undercurrents spread in the blink of an eye, and waves rippled, as if a dark net covering the universe was slowly spreading out. At the same time, the fluctuations slightly exposed the strange scenery beneath the emerald mountain abyss.

"Oh? The water and trees are blooming, it's quite mysterious."

Wu Yong stood on the shoulder of the God of Heaven, holding his staff. The divine power in his pupils was revealed, and he briefly intersected with the strange fluctuations. He keenly captured the unusual winding shape twisting rapidly under the emerald forest.

The next moment, the God of Heaven crossed the boundless sky ruins and immediately set foot in this forest. His divine body was majestic and he crossed a thousand miles with just a lift of his foot. The immortal light was full and not stained with a single speck of dust...

"Let me do it!"

Jiufeng stopped Wu Yong and Beidou from taking action and volunteered.

The next moment, the skirt of the Nine Phoenix Great Venerable was lifted up, and it suddenly turned into a stream of purple flame that spewed out across the void. The phoenix cried loudly, the purple clouds were shimmering, the forest was dyed red, and the three thousand miles of emerald forest was burning into a purple flame prison.

The cry of the phoenix rings out the passage of time, like a distant echo from the ancient times.

Within a hundred breaths, purple light shot up into the sky from under the emerald forest where the ghost fire was raging. Nine ghost phoenixes tore through the sky. The ghost flames, which were almost in an ionic state, jumped and rolled up a water dragon that looked like a holy spirit from the fairyland. It circled the clouds three times and the phoenix sang for nine days before finally transforming into a cold and domineering female in a black dress who sat on the left shoulder of Huang Dao Tian Gong.

"Look, it's a fairy, a water fairy!"

Jiufeng spread out his right hand, raised the petite water dragon in his palm upwards, and asked for credit.

The Heavenly Spirit Water Dragon is a kind of holy spirit born from water, with Zi water as its source, Hai water as its base, Ren water as its positive water and Gui water as its odd water. It is born to follow the great way of water. Such a water spirit with innate roots in the fairyland is also an innate god in the chaos, and is a higher being than all the true immortals and celestial beings in the mysterious realm.

Moreover, in the immortal way, this can be used as a basis to derive the supreme magical power of water, and in the divine way, it can be established in the divine realm and become an assistant to a group of gods...

"A good harvest, a water spirit, still in the state of a congenital young dragon."

Wu Yong took the water dragon and nodded slightly.

The Qiu in perfect state, the Qiu turns into a Jiao, and the Jiao turns into a dragon. This water spirit is said to have great potential and has the talent to reach a higher level.

The three statues collected a few fourth-level spiritual creatures and went up Zhou Mountain side by side with Tiangong.

The Justice of Heaven is mysterious and majestic, with its wings spread out. Its steps are in accordance with the numbers of the Great Dao. It takes three steps per row and two steps per swing, crossing over layer after layer of the Heavenly Ruins, as if an unparalleled footwork is slowly evolving between its feet.

However, after ascending for dozens of floors, another strange scene appeared. Starting from the 700th floor of Zhou Mountain, the vast clouds and fog became more and more condensed, covering the universe. The chaotic fog, which was so thick that it was almost tangible, filled every corner of the world, turning the void into chaos. Even the great masters of the upper realm and the supreme masters of the ultimate realm would lose their way in this sky.

"This chaotic mist can actually erase even the consciousness and intention of the mind?"

Beidou God and Jiufeng looked at each other, and felt that this vast sea of ​​fog was hazy. It seemed that the sky and the earth were of the same color, magnificent and beautiful, but in fact, there was a hint of murderous intent inside.

The upper part of Zhou Mountain is like a sea of ​​clouds and Tianshan Mountain. Because it has some chaotic energy contaminated by the mist and gathered into primordial dew, there are no longer many spiritual plants and miraculous medicines on it, but it is desolate.

However, any spiritual material or object that can survive in the mist and waves above the mountains must have extraordinary roots. They are either top-grade spiritual roots or wonderful treasures of Taoism.

Stepping into this vast sky ruins, the 66,000-foot-high image of the God of Heaven was covered with electric arcs, with thunderbolts leaping, lightning flowing, and lightning flashing. The mist mixed with thin chaotic air was extinguished by the thunderbolt before it got close.

Tiangong stepped into the ruins, heading north all the way, like the towering sacred mountain in the legend, walking among the vastness, it was like rippling in the sea of ​​thunder, and the sound of jumping thunder was like waves hitting the shore, real and pleasant!
After walking like this for dozens of days, there was not a single living creature in the place. They only collected a few acquired spiritual roots that were sufficient to survive in the chaos, along with several clusters of immortal materials, and placed them in the palms of the three people.

Until
Ding dong dong…

Tiangong Faxiang stepped into the Chaos Tianxu. The three were picking a bunch of Chaos Ganoderma hanging on the cliff of Zhoushan Mountain for nearly 700 layers when suddenly water and fire arrows shot out from the hazy distance. One on the left and one on the right, they were blocked by Tiangong Faxiang's feathered wings. Wu Yong and the other two stopped at the high cliff of Tianxu with a slightly cold look. Tiangong Faxiang also threw his palms and the lightning and fire spears penetrated the void and went straight to the outside of the hazy wilderness. Only a dozen thousand-foot disaster spears were heard being pulled out. The gray-bearded Tiangong's divine eyes lit up with mysterious light, and he hit the void with his two arms, and his divine power progressed, shattering the chaos for thousands of miles!
It is just as the saying goes that the God of Heaven is furious, the sky is in turmoil, and that majestic shape pushes across thousands of miles, causing the void to shatter and the chaotic mist to riot. The clouds in the hazy distance are gradually swallowed up by the cracks in the void, and the sky and the earth become clear.

crunch, crunch...

As the axle turned, a majestic and sharp imperial chariot was slowly pulled out from the misty clouds.

Six dragons circled the sun, the imperial chariot hovered, sky lanterns were hung on it, the imperial flame jumped, the moonlight was bright, and the ancient divine light was gathered in the six imperial chariots. Above the imperial chariots, there was the supreme Taoist shadow sitting high. Even if the figure was not revealed, the pair of divine eyes that looked around the world and scanned the eight wildernesses were enough to shock anyone!

On the sides of the six imperial chariots, there are surrounding gods, guarding the supreme being within.

"Emperor Jun!"

In Wu Yong's pupils, the mysteries of heaven were intertwined, cause and effect were entangled, and boundless longitudes and latitudes woven the will of heaven, transforming into a heavenly sword that was powerful enough to cut off the cause and effect of time, but it collided with the shadow through the air!
This attack appealed to the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven. People in heaven and on earth, all around the world, and all the Daoists in the Nine Heavens bowed their heads. When the Emperor raised his eyes, the glory of all things faded. And the Lord of Dao looked down upon me, my heart is the heart of Heaven, my will is the will of Heaven. Heaven was filled with murderous intent, and the stars moved and their positions were changed. In an instant, the two clashed with each other, invisible and intangible, but it completely collapsed the chaos of Tianxu into an absolute vacuum zone.

This eye contact is the intersection of the ancient and the new, and also a contest between fellow travelers.

Then with a "creaking" sound, six dragons pulling the imperial chariot emerged from the misty fog and came face to face with the majestic Dharma body and the three statues on both sides.

"The new Dao Lord?"

The full picture of the imperial chariot finally appeared in front of Wu Yong and the other two. The imperial chariot was about six meters long, with six dragons riding on it. The lights were decorated with golden crows holding candles, and the shadows of the moon on the wall were shrouded in gauze. The emperor, dressed in ancient clothes, sat on the imperial chariot with a golden sword. The emperor's mighty power dominated the universe, and the years of the Zhoutian period were condensed. Looking at the emperor's body was like an ancient secret place, telling the origin of the sun, the moon, and all spirits.

The god Yi was holding an arrow, the fortune teller was making plans, the moon god was holding a zither...all the gods gathered around the chariot.

When the three of them looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure of the Supreme Tao, they found it even more incredible.

"how is this possible?"

"That Xuanjun, that Daojun, how could it be possible..."

When the mysterious Taoist Lord gradually revealed his appearance, all three gods were shocked and horrified. Wasn't that Lord Fuyao Xuan from the southwestern region of the Primal Chaos and the Nine Provinces Immortal Court?

But if you think more carefully about Xuanjun's incredible background and magical powers, he has the body of both a god and an immortal, and can use supreme magic to directly fight against the terrifying existence of Qiongqi in the midst of disasters and chaos.

If it were him, taking advantage of Zhou Shan's opportunity to break through to the next level, it wouldn't seem so incomprehensible.

The being on the throne was obviously more interested in Wu Yong. There was a strange look in his eyes, but he didn't even say a word when he looked at Wu Yong.

The great power between the supreme beings can reveal countless information elements with just one glance.

And there is a better way to greet such a supreme being.

But the emperor unveiled the curtain above the imperial chariot, stood up, took the River Map and Luo Shu, stepped out of the imperial chariot, shook the meridians of heaven and earth, the cause and effect of all ages, and pushed forward to the ruins of heaven.

It is said that Emperor Dijun and Emperor Xi-Fuxi had a very close relationship. Fuxi looked up at the sky to observe the patterns, looked down at the earth to observe the patterns of birds and beasts, and took things from his body and from far away. Thus, the innate principles were gathered in the Eight Trigrams. The principles of the innate Eight Trigrams were close to the ancient Hetu and Luoshu...

The ancient imperial robe of Di Jun rippled slightly, and a wave of his hand shook the heaven and earth. In just a moment, the sky shook and the earth trembled, the sky roared, the silver light was dazzling, the stars were soaring, and all the laws of nature changed. It seemed that the whole world came alive because of him, dominating the world.

As for the newly born Taoist, with his sleeves rolled up, his mandarin duck-colored eyes were filled with divine secrets. The principles of the Dao around him began to slowly gather. In just a moment, the aura of the Taoist in white robes was completely wiped out, and in his place was an eternal, immortal, cold and silent existence. The standing figure seemed to have turned into a chaotic sacred mountain that was neither sad nor happy, and was extremely indifferent, sitting majestically between heaven and earth.

Then, as the Taoist moved his lips and teeth slightly, it seemed that a fresh air was exhaled. Suddenly, the whole universe seemed to shake unconsciously. The next moment, the Taoist Xuanyuan disappeared without a trace.

Only the emperor frowned, tentatively raised the River Map and Luo River, evolved the laws of heaven and earth, and gathered this world into a murderous aura.

Rumble…

But just when the river map and Luoshui gave birth to the world, from the top of the sky, a brilliant and mysterious light suddenly rose up, and a heavy murderous intent descended into the world, one strike, two strikes, three strikes...

The hand that seemed to be in control of a higher dimension struck down one after another, making the River Map and Luo Shu ripple with rosy clouds. The entire sky barrier seemed unable to bear it and kept twisting and cracking. Finally, when the divine hand from another world fell, the sky in the center of Zhoushan could no longer bear the struggle between the two supreme beings, and a huge gap was torn open. The huge hand that could almost capture the world and the existence behind it finally revealed their true appearance...

In the void of the sky, the supreme Taoist sat on the sea of ​​clouds, holding the lead pill of creation in his hand. He lowered his eyes, and on the Hunyuan Pill was reflected the confrontation between the gods of the Di Jun pantheon and the two Tiangong.

"Oh? You found out so soon?"

Wu Yong picked up the red lead with his fingertips and chuckled.

This was the first time that he faced his enemy with the true meaning of the great way he had cultivated. All the worlds were gathered into one, but he alone was above that "one".

"seek!"

Following Wu Yong's command, one hundred and eight thousand gods with spiritual orifices suddenly transformed into one hundred and eight thousand innate great spiritual officials, and descended to the world of lead and splendor.

Just as the murderous intent between heaven and earth tore apart the sky of Zhoushan, countless gods appeared in the sky, with divine wheels hanging in the sky, and their auras were overwhelming, and their divine powers were vast and their rhymes were magnificent...

One hundred and eight thousand innate spiritual officials stood in the sky, each holding a pill, and emitted infinite mysterious light, covered with leaden clouds and golden mist. The true patterns of the avenue that stretched for thousands of miles turned into strange images, and infinite clouds swirled, like the nine-layered sky river with surging waves, pouring down in a mighty torrent.

"What a great method of holding the world in your palm, what a great way of the gods in the heavens."

Di Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, swung his imperial robe, and mobilized his supreme magical power to transform Heluo into a world of his own. Di Jun held up the sky with his hands and pushed upwards towards the sky.

As a former emperor who ruled the world, Di Jun has enough magnanimity and courage to destroy the opponent's best areas one by one!

So, beside Mount Zhou, in the chaos and void, there was a Taoist who controlled the world. He transformed himself into one hundred and eight thousand gods in the heavens, and sat high in the sky, changing the order of cause and effect. There was an emperor who controlled the heaven and earth, weaving a web of the Great Dao, pushing across thousands of miles, and heading straight for them.

That violent collision was enough to shock all the emperors and ancestors. It caused the heaven and earth to shatter, and all things lost their brilliance. All the supreme gods were blown away for thousands of miles by the vast aftermath. This blow caused chaos to shatter, and the void no longer existed. The entire sky seemed to be pierced, leaving only a dark black hole...

The ancient gods rolled their bodies, barely keeping themselves steady, and looked at the black hole in horror.

"Damn, this doesn't seem to be of the same level as that Qiongqi, right?"

(End of this chapter)