Chapter 577 Broken Origin

"Yes, the greatness of this secret is not something we can know. Only the ancestor of Banbu Daluo can know it! But I'm sure that even the most basic point of this secret is related to the luck and foundation of our school!" Another old man with an indifferent face also said, "Only the long-term of my faction can allow me to have room for promotion, so for the sake of the sect and for ourselves, no matter how much effort you spend, it is acceptable! Even if it's just for us to give some of the origin of heaven!"

As soon as this word came out, all the old people were shocked and silent.

They are old people who specialize in the way of heaven and have extremely superb means to calculate the past and the future.

If an ordinary monk appears in front of them, they can see the monk's bones, qualifications, talent, cultivation skills, all the past, and possible achievements in the future.

The scope of this ordinary monk directly includes all the monks below the immortals. As for the people above the immortals, they need to spend some spirit to calculate, and with the level of the person who calculates or not, the cost will also increase or decrease.

But now, they calculate the past, present and future of a fairyland lord.

The lord of the fairyland, who is connected with all sentient beings in a world and masters the rise and fall of a world, can be said to be protected by the way of heaven, protected by the audience, and protected by merit.

This is simply too difficult. According to this calculation, what they consume is not only the spirit, but also some of the source of the heavenly path they feel. This is an extremely terrible thing. You know that the source of the heavenly path is everything to them, and everything they spend endless time on. If it's expensive, I don't know how many years it will take to repair it again.

Although they practice the way of heaven and are familiar with reason, they are also selfish. They try to directly reach their understanding of the way of heaven to the level of golden immortals, so as to derive mana and become bad golden immortals. Of course, they are unwilling to do this kind of thing that consumes the origin of heaven.

"Don't forget that you have been cultivated by sects since childhood to have the current majesty and enjoyment." The old man looked at the silent people and said coldly, "Since the sect can give you these, you can also take them away!"

As soon as this was said, several old men suddenly trembled and didn't know what to say.

After saying coldly, the old man smiled again, "Of course, who doesn't want to achieve a higher level? This time, it consumes the origin of heaven, and there will definitely be compensation in the sect. If this boy is really a prophet, then we may also get a great blessing because of this. Even the Taishang Ancestor will give us a sense to the golden fairy!"

The words resounded in the cave, and a sad light flashed in the eyes of countless silent old people.

They are all people who have been practicing for tens of thousands of years. How can they not understand the truth?

This sentence is cold and hot. It's completely a way to slap and give a sweet date, but even this sweet date is not necessarily true.

If Jing Ping is really a prophet, they may ascend to the sky step by step, or not? I'm afraid there is no benefit at all. The sect can give some elixirs as compensation at most.

This compensation is tens of thousands of times worse than the consumption, which is simply a drop in the bucket.

So they are sad.

The cruelty of the true fairyland is reflected in this! The cruelty of the organization is reflected in this!

As soon as the entry school is started, it will have to work for the whole sect, which is inevitable. If you don't accept it, it will immediately be crushed by force, directly beaten into flying ash, hundreds of thousands or even millions of years of years of hard work, all into painting cakes.

"All right, everyone, do it quickly." As the old man said, his eyes were already staring at the past one by one. All the old man who saw this look was forced to laugh, and he tried his best to blow up his own heavenly breath and turned it into various weapons. It was a burst of killing against the golden light protection.

guang guang guang......

A burst of loud noise began to come out, but the golden light was not consumed and broken at all, and it was always round and shining.

"All of you, use the source of heaven!" A loud shout began to come out, and several old men gritted their teeth, and then a white glow appeared in their bodies. Some of these lights formed high towers, some formed huge mountains, and some formed a picture, all kinds of differences.

This is the old man's personal perception of the way of heaven. Now as soon as it appears, the majesty of the way of heaven immediately begins to burst out, and it is strongly crushed to this flowing golden light.

click!

A trace of fragmentation appeared. As soon as several old people saw this scene, a trace of joy suddenly appeared in their eyes. They thought that the golden light was about to break, but in an instant, the crack began to close again, and it recovered as before in an instant.

"The luck of the Lord of the Fairyland is really strong. With the protection of all sentient beings, it seems that I can only bother you again." Without waiting for the other old men to be angry, the leading old man said immediately.

And between the words, a shining dust also began to appear, echoing the white light of the old people, and the stronger pressure began to burst out, rumbled to the golden light.

The golden light began to twist constantly, and a trace of crack appeared immediately.

This is just a short time between three breaths. It is said that everything is extremely simple, but it is not.

Every moment when Tiandao's pressure appears is a painstaking experience for these old people for hundreds of years. Although it is just three breaths, it has cost them tens of thousands of years of accumulation!

The use of Taoism has always been extremely difficult and dangerous. On the surface, it looks like nothing, but secretly it is the danger of life and death. One bad thing is the ashes and smoke. Who dares not be careful!

This is also the reason why Jing Ping asked Qian Zhangmen to blind the sky. After all, he is not familiar with it. If he manipulates it rashly, he will definitely be punished by heaven.

However, now, Jing Ping has probably calculated the method of Qian Zhangmen by using the starry sky map, and has a very deep understanding of the control of the sky, so at this moment, he is secretly sneering.

"Hmm, a bunch of idiots, you can consume it. I have to polish all your insights for millions of years! Give you another false future and see how you cry!"

Golden light also began to flash and injected into the void. The wrapped breath quickly began to strengthen, but it always looked like it was about to collapse.

A moment has passed.

Countless old people have gloomy faces. In this short moment, they have consumed the origin of hundreds of thousands of years, and their eyes have turned red, as if to kill people!

Unfortunately, the golden light is still like this, and it still keeps running.

"Damn it, how can the luck of the lord of the fairyland be so strong? Each of us has consumed hundreds of thousands of years of perception, but it still doesn't work!"

"If it goes on like this, our millions of years of practice will all become flying ash!"

"My origin, my origin!"

......

A roar began to roar out of the mouths of these old people. Their faces were ferocious, and the middle-aged people who stayed beside them were also stunned.

How could he have thought that he would become such a ferocious appearance at this moment.

The leading old man's face was also gloomy at this time. He knew that if he could not break the golden light, the more than ten old men would immediately rebel, because no matter who he was, he could not stand the things he had worked hard to cultivate being chopped down one by one.

"The dust of the years, the way of heaven is the most reasonable!" A loud shout began to come from the old man's mouth, and the dust condensed by the white light immediately began to shake.

It was just such a slight action that Jin Guang suddenly began to accelerate and break up, as if he had experienced countless times and became more and more fragile.

"Well, the dragon and tiger roared, breaking this bullshit dust, and this countless heavenly origin!" Jing Ping, who was hidden in the hall, immediately shouted coldly, and the golden light broke out violently and injected into the wrapped breath.

Wo! Roar!

The roar began to come, and this silky breath began to explode crazily. The dragon and tiger took shape in an instant, and the whole cave began to be shaken.