Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1335 Fellow Daoist, Don't Change

[Heavenly Palace], on the platform of the Mi Luo Palace.

Lu Yang stood up with a flick of his sleeve, and after calculating with his fingers, he realized that what seemed like a momentary breakthrough to him had actually taken ten years to pass in the real world.

Of course, time has no meaning for him now.

With a thought, the [Heavenly Calendar] reappeared, its bright and radiant light of order rippling like water, and upon closer inspection, many cracks could be seen.

These were all backlashes caused by forcibly activating [The Great Dao Responds to Me] in order to kill the Sword Lord. They would normally take a long time to recover, but now, Lü Yang simply reached out and touched them, as if he had just wiped away a layer of dirt, and all the cracks turned into nothingness.

He didn't do anything in particular.

After being promoted to Dao Lord, [Dao Dao Yi Wo] actually found it easier, simply because his own rank had already surpassed that of [Tian Li Shu].

Looking around, everything can be quantified by order.

Time is no exception.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately stretched out his hand, as if turning the hands of a clock, and gently adjusted the ten years he had spent on his breakthrough.

The next second, time turned around for him.

Start all over again.

Overlapping colors of light spread throughout the [Heavenly Wasteland], everything seemed to flow backward, as if they were all illusory phantoms, only Si Chong and Lü Yang were real and not illusory.

He went back to ten years ago.

Or rather, the breakthrough of "ten years" has been changed to "a fleeting moment" by him, and the ten years in between have been erased by Lü Yang out of thin air.

【Tianhuang】The West.

The Buddha's light filled the sky. On the boundless summit of Mount Ling, the World Honored One, who had just returned from observing the battle between Lü Yang and the Sword Lord and had been in meditation for a short time, suddenly looked up.

"What's wrong."

On the other side, Xiu Zhen looked over with some curiosity.

".Nothing."

The Buddha shook his head, saying nothing more, but his heart was filled with boundless emotion: 'It's truly accomplished. The Other Shore, the Underworld, now have another celestial palace.'

At this moment, the Golden Core within [Tianhuang] has reached perfection. Perhaps only he, who was once a Dao Lord, can feel the immense power that has unknowingly influenced time. Almost no one who has achieved the status of Dao Lord can resist doing this. Even he himself did something similar back then.

After all, returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night.

If I do not demonstrate my great power, how will the world know that I am the Lord of the Way?
Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope appeared in the Buddha's eyes: 'Now that the Heavenly Palace is complete, is there any hope for me to regain my cultivation?'

at the same time.

Looking at his palm, Lü Yang couldn't help but let out a long breath: "I can now perfectly replicate what the World Honored One did back then."

Five thousand years ago, the Buddha attained enlightenment, and then time was cut off. To outsiders, it seemed that five thousand years had passed, but in reality, only a little over a thousand years had passed.

Each Dao Lord may have their own area of ​​expertise in the Great Dao, and therefore their principles may differ, but they all have the ability to do similar things.

'However, I am stronger than the World Honored One!'

As Lü Yang's thoughts raced, the [Heavenly Calendar] in his hand seemed to breathe, its brightness shifting as his aura expanded outwards to a higher level.

While both manipulate the passage of time, his methods are far more brutal than those of the World Honored One. Furthermore, his control over the [Heavenly Wasteland] is far stronger than the control that the Dao Lords had over the Sea of ​​Light back then. With a single glance, the past and the future, the shifting of time, the changes in people's hearts—all things are transformed into data in his eyes.

'That's terrifying!'

With a blink of an eye, Lü Yang transformed the insights and cultivation of all the cultivators who had switched to the Investiture of Gods technique into his own.

Supernatural powers? Mysterious? Cultivation of Tao?
As the master of the Heavenly Palace and the source of all order, all the trillions of beings in this world are stepping stones for him. Cultivation is merely adding bricks and tiles to his foundation!
He doesn't need to cultivate at all.

Every time a cultivator breathes in a wisp of spiritual energy, learns a supernatural ability, or masters a piece of cultivation, they elevate themselves above others. 'All living beings are my wealth.'

'And my resources will work hard to increase themselves, so that money begets money, interest compoundes, and my foundation will grow infinitely!'

This is what we call "order".

This is a more valuable use!

The utilization rate of the initial sage's method is still too low. It actually requires self-cultivation and active exploitation. It should have been eliminated by the more advanced version of himself long ago!
Of course, this [order] is currently limited to the new world of [Tianhuang] created by Si Chong. Therefore, the time that Lü Yang just reversed is only limited to this point. It has no impact on the outside world's Sea of ​​Light or even Xu Ming. However, within [Tianhuang], Lü Yang is absolutely the supreme ruler.

No, there's one more.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Si Chong, looking at this scholar who stood on the same level as him and was genuine and authentic.

A feeling of disgust suddenly arose in my heart.

This feeling came suddenly, yet it was real. Everything else is false, only I am real. Why can you stand beside me, be as real as me? I don't need one.
"Boom!"

The next second, Lü Yang clenched his fist and slammed it hard against his forehead, unleashing a burst of brilliant light that extinguished all the thoughts that had just arisen.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, senior."

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

He was extremely wealthy and exuded an air of nobility.

Lü Yang sighed, then said with a wry smile, "Only today do I realize how difficult the Daoist Master's cultivation is. My cultivation is truly more difficult than ascending to heaven."

Si Chong smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this:
"If you can awaken, you are still a member of my Dao. I only hope that you will not forget this and will not follow the old path of Nianyao and Canghao."

"Otherwise, no matter how high one's cultivation level is, one is nothing more than a guard dog."

"However, you can't really blame them for this."

At this point, Si Chong shook his head again, somewhat heartbroken: "The First Sage set a bad precedent for them, forcing them to imitate him one by one."

"Yet he doesn't teach."

"The result is that Nianyao and the others only learned the form, but not the spirit. Their former spiritual energy has been completely lost. Perhaps this is the result that the First Saint wanted to see."

"Back then, they weren't like they are now."

Si Chong sighed deeply, seemingly recalling the golden age of antiquity:

"Nianyao is loyal and dares to speak out for the common people with her sword. Canghao is righteous and his promise is worth a fortune. Wanfa is eager to learn and will bury himself in the library for ten thousand years without wavering."

"Du Xuan also once had lofty ambitions."

"However, as time goes by, they eventually change. Although their lifespan will not decrease, they are old and no longer like they were when they were young."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang looked at Si Chong.

However, this Taoist, who could be called the teacher of all ages, was clearly different from the First Saint. He did not cultivate the "Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions", but he was equally indifferent.

However, this is not heartless.

When the ancient past was mentioned, Si Chong's face still showed regret, but not sadness, and his eyes were still full of expectation when he looked at Lü Yang.

He had long recognized the essence of cultivation, and he also knew that under the tempering of time and from the perspective of the Dao Lord, few people could maintain their true selves. However, he was still full of expectations. Therefore, he said this to Nian Yao, to Cang Hao, to Du Xuan, and to Wan Fa.

Even though these people disappointed him.

He would still patiently repeat the same thing to those who came after him, over and over again:
"Fellow Daoist, do not change."

(End of this chapter)