Chapter 313 Dreaming Back to the Heavenly Court, the magnificent fairy and magnificent memory
There are nine sections, one section and one truth.
Pro, soldier, fight, all, array, column, in, front.
At first glance, there was nothing special about this nine-character truth. As An Bochen looked more and more carefully, gradually, he only felt that his whole body leaned forward uncontrollably. The nine seal characters engraved in Huabiao actually emitted a strong gravitational force, as if he wanted to suck An Bochen into Huabiao.
When An Bochen reacted, it was too late. The next moment, he came to a strange place.
The sky and the earth are dark and wild. In the vast sky, immortals and demons fight together. Some step on the clouds, some sit in the meteorite stars, and some sit in the mountain palace on the back of birds. This battle lasted for countless epochs. Countless heroes fell from the shrine and were severely trampled on by the latecomers. The lucky ones left their names in history books, and the unfortunate people could only add bricks and tiles to those scarlet numbers. Just like the mortal world, the immortals built the national dynasty, and the powerful forces sat in the heavenly court and took charge of several heavy heavens. The slightly weak forces could also occupy a few star fields or continents in the sky. Day after day, year after year, just to compete for the supreme seal, achieve the great cause of the emperor, sit in the immortal dynasty, and get a group of immortals to worship.
"The stories in the play are really fake."
Looking up at the sky stained with blood, An Bochen muttered in a low voice.
As if watching a play, An Bochen quietly watched the war in ancient times, during which there were also quiet, free and easy-going immortals. But when the fire of war hit, they had to put down their laziness in their bones, or participate in the war, or hide and escape. In a word, it was a war that swept the world and covered thousands of worlds, and no one was spared. In the end, the power released by the immortals and demons was so great that they could not only kill their opponents, but also hit the sky of heaven and earth.
The collapse of the order of heaven and earth begins with the heavenly court.
Appearing in front of An Bochen was a piece of broken Tianye. The sky was broken, and the five fortunes and six qi were out of control. They fell from the holes in the sky and clouds one after another. Some turned into mountain pillars, some turned into sharp blades, and I don't know how many immortals and demons were killed. Then, the ancient pillars supporting the sky collapsed one after another and fell into the dust. For a moment, the creatures were ruined and the corpses were everywhere.
The heavens and earth collapsed, and the weak immortals and demons died first. No matter how low their cultivation was, they were still unattainable in An Bochen's eyes. At this time, looking at those powerful beings who died one by one by one, the touch of An Bochen's heart can be imagined.
The world that accommodates everything is about to perish. What's the point of fighting at this time?
The giants of the forces discussed the armistice and discussed the strategy of survival. However, the heavenly court and the central continent under the heavenly court have been fragmented, and it is difficult to stop the collapse, so the giants of all parties agreed to abandon the heavenly court and the central continent. The central continent is divided into four parts, southeast and northwest. Although the heavenly court is mortal, it is the most prosperous continent in the sky and earth. The sects are like forests, monks are like millet, and the immortals and demons hidden here are often the strongest. It is the birthplace of Taoism in all continents of heaven and earth in ancient times.
No matter how glorious the history is, it can't stop the general trend of heaven and earth, and can't stop the determination of the immortals and demons to leave.
Not only immortals and demons, but all the monks who are still alive fly up and leave, leaving only mortals who have lost all hope.
In order to avoid the spread of the collapse of the central heaven and earth, the giants of major forces cast spells one after another, putting many boundaries around the central heaven and earth, using time and space to stop each other. It also consumes energy, moves mountains and seas, creates a blessed earth, and is used to suppress the central heaven and earth in the boundary...
Scene after scene, the vicissitudes of life, you can see An Bochen's heart swaying, and the ups and downs are difficult to calm down.
"It turns out that the land we stepped on was a dynasty established by immortals countless years ago... Are we also descendants of the immortal monks? It's just an abandoned descendant."
He muttered, and An Bochen gradually opened up.
No wonder that year in Xuande Dongtian, I met Fuyun Laodao, thinking that he and Hongfu were immortals in the upper world. Speaking of which, it is also true in a sense. Obviously, the people in Taibai Mountain do not know the truth of the matter. They don't know the history of tens of millions of years ago. In fact, they are also the descendants of monks who stayed in the cave.
Later, when he met Long Jun, he mentioned the real person in the gossip, but his tone was very disdainful. The so-called real person was just the existence of the world... What kind of existence is there in the world and above the real people?
Where are the immortals and demons who once abandoned the central world and ran away?
"Boom!"
Just as An Bochen's thoughts drifted away, a loud noise exploded in his ear.
Looking up, I saw a figure appeared in the empty and messy sky, wearing a golden jade crown, wearing an emperor's crown, a nine-long white suit, a dragon and tiger walk, and magnificent. He jumped out of nowhere. After the initial surprise, he was quietly staring at the empty and fragmented heavenly palace.
"It's the White Emperor!"
Jiu Chenjun couldn't help but hear the excited voice.
"Who is the White Emperor?" An Bochen frowned and asked.
"White Emperor..." Looking up at the emperor in the sky with incomparable reverence, Jiuchenjun muttered, "It is said that in ancient times, there was an emperor with white eyes in the heavenly court. There are eighteen immortal gods hidden in the white eyes, and each god has two magical power. The White Emperor killed and swallowed the eighteen immortal gods one by one, and finally gained the skills of the eighteen immortal gods. He had thirty-six magical power in the palm of his hand and smiled proudly. Later, he fell in love with a girl from the first family in Taoyuan Village, so he dreamed of happiness. The next day, the first girl was pregnant, and there were often natural white eyes in her offspring who could get magic power in her white eyes. As the age gets older, the bloodline is thin, and the natural white-eyes become more and more rare. It often takes six or seven generations to appear one... In a word, the White Emperor and I have a deep relationship with the first clan.
Hearing the words, An Bochen was dumb.
This is another lie, a lie carefully compiled by the Taoyuan elders.
After the collapse of heaven and earth, there was Taoyuan Village. At that time, not to mention the Heavenly Emperor, even the immortals did not have half. How could they ask for happiness?
However, although half of this legend is false, it is true in the false. At least the White Emperor exists, and there are also natural white eyes among the descendants of the first clan, such as the first Wang Feng.
An Bochen was thinking about it when he saw the emperor with a pair of white eyes suddenly look up and laugh. His laughter was deaf and loud enough to collapse.
"Sure enough, people are not as good as heaven. I have been practicing hard for ten thousand years. Seeing that I was going to win the supreme road, I actually encountered this terrible thing."
Although he spoke lightly, there was a strong sadness and indignation in his voice.
After ten thousand years of isolation and hard work, once he got the way, he thought that he would laugh at the world from now on. Unexpectedly, things were different, but he was trapped in the world where he was closed and lost his aura. It is surrounded by the boundary laid by the giants of all forces. If he is strong, although he can get out of trouble, he will also be seriously injured. Not only that, if he destroys the boundary laid by the immortals and gods, he will definitely become a sinner for thousands of years. At that time, his identity will be seriously injured and be besieged, and the end can be imagined. But what's the point of staying here, full of devastation and no powerful immortals as enemies?
As soon as his eyes closed and opened, he had seen the whole story clearly.
With his fingers pinching, the White Emperor said softly, "There are still many mortals who have survived. There are also a few fools like me, hahaha, it's funny.
Although it was interesting, the sadness in his eyes did not ease at all.
"There are human beings and all things. Although the five luck and six qi are messy, there will eventually be a day to return to order... Well, it can only be reincarnation.
People live in heaven and earth, and so do the immortals and gods. They are bound by the order of heaven and earth. Once the order does not exist, even the strongest will gradually weaken, unless it is supreme. Although the White Emperor did not cultivate to the supreme, he was not far away, and he could also try to jump out of the order and be reincarnated through reincarnation.
"However, there is always something left. In this way, you won't have to practice from scratch in the future.
Walking in the heavenly palace, the White Emperor muttered to himself.
All the way to Nantianmen, the White Emperor raised his head.
In these more than a thousand steps, he has integrated what he has learned in his life and incorporated it into the nine words.
Pro, soldier, fight, all, array, column, in, front.
The White Emperor wrote on the Chinese table. Every time he wrote a word, he drew a circle of vortex, in which the method of luck was engraved. Nine-character truth, nine wheel vortex, as Jiuchenjun thought before, each wheel vortex corresponds to a word truth, which complements each other. Although the talented person can be unrestrained in the first four rounds, after the four rounds, he must correspond to a wheel vortex with one word of truth. If he practices like this, it will be difficult to achieve something in the end.
"Sure enough, it's true! Hahaha, I guessed it!"
In front of the Nantian Gate, Jiu Chenjun looked up and laughed crazily, and he didn't even notice when the White Emperor disappeared.
Unlike the hysterical Jiu Chenjun, An Bochen quietly stared at Huabiao.
Dreaming back to the heavenly court, An Bochen found too many truths. In contrast, the secret of the nine rounds of secret art is really insignificant.
Almost all things are aggregated at this moment, restoring their original faces.
In the following days, Jiuchenjun defected. The reason why he was not allowed to be tolerated by the Taoyuan elders was not only because he discovered the nine rounds of secret art, but because he was extremely close to the secret that had been guarded by Taoyuan for thousands of years, which scared the Taoyuan elders.
It was not until Jiu Chenjun went to the southern wilderness that he found out the truth and discovered that the immortals would come together a hundred years later, and the purpose of the immortals.
With the gradual restoration of the order of heaven and earth, the immortals or their descendants who once abandoned the central heaven and earth will naturally remember this land that has carried countless glory.
What they remember most is the tripod of the Immortal Dynasty, the ancient heavenly court.
They used various means to mention the Heavenly Palace with the mouth of mortals, describing it vividly, just to find the Heavenly Palace, which once commanded the immortals of heaven and earth with the help of mortals.
That is to say, Tiangong not only exists, but also exists somewhere in the eastern boundary or even Da Kuang, which is the biggest secret guarded by Taoyuan Village for generations.