The human world.
Snowflakes of "Imperative Documents" from Tiance Palace usually fly to the military headquarters of various martial arts armies in various regions.
The 40 million "Wuxuan Soldiers" in the Void Realm, the 8 million powerful Buddhist soldiers in the Xiniu Sanctuary, and the 20 million "Wuxuan Soldiers" in the Central Region are counted as the main force, as well as Beiming, Nanling, Donghua, and Xiru With hundreds of foreign soldiers as vassals, a total of nearly 200 million soldiers rushed to all directions of the "Ancient Wanwu Continent" to defend and fight in a short period of time.
Countless Yuan Lords, big and small, and masters below Shen Zheng, regardless of camp, sect, or family, no longer hold back, they all join the ranks, majestic and murderous.
Following this, densely packed elixirs, weapons, spiritual armor, spiritual beasts, monster beasts, chariots, spiritual treasures and other luggage were escorted by low-level warriors and ancestors who were not good at fighting. Next, they were sent to the front line in an endless stream.
The world is busy and the atmosphere is suffocating.
……
Nine days of mountains and seas, the seventh day, outside the Nantian Gate.
The water of the four immortal rivers, Yinhe River, Chihe River, Yuanhe River and Tianhe River, fluctuates.
Hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals are arrayed in order amidst the thunderous drums. Banners fill the fairy river, spears and spears are like forests, axes and axes are flying into the sky. Dragons, phoenixes, Taotie, Qiongqi and other fairy beasts are everywhere. The sound of neighing horses is endless.
Among them, on the left hand side of Tianmen, there are twenty-eight heavenly kings, thirty-six marshals, seventy-two divine generals, five star kings, nine obsidian star officials, twenty-eight constellations, thirty-six heavenly gangs, seventy-two earth evil spirits, or the mighty immortals or Strange shapes, clanging fairy armor, flying fairy weapons, and powerful pressure.
On the right hand, the civil servants and kings of the Heavenly Court are holding the court board, their fairy robes are flying, and their expressions are solemn.
A moment later, an old man in white robes and white beard walked out of Lingxiao Heavenly Palace, opened a volume of heavenly book, and the words of the immortal spread in all directions:
"Wu Ni from the lower realm, disobeys discipline. , rebelled for ten generations, commanded the Heavenly Fighters to control plague, wind, thunder, and rain , Fire, Ziji, Killing Gods, and War Demons, all united with 318 million heavenly soldiers and generals to attack, destroy the world, and exalt my heavenly power.
In this battle, the Lingxiao Palace becomes the king! The prince is in charge of Doubu, Taibai Jingtianjun, and commands a group of immortal soldiers
In the Ministry of Justice God Xiao, the great judicial immortal Yang Xuanzhan is the Silu Tianjun, who is in charge of precepts and justice.
The second princess Bixia is the Heavenly Lord who holds magic weapons and immortal weapons and weapons.
The Great Immortal of Doumu Yuanshan Tianxuan is Cai Tianjun, the Transport Secretary..."
The immortal voice of the old man was miaomiao, and the literary immortals and martial immortals from all over the world listened silently.
< br>Among the immortal generals in the Lei Department, in an inconspicuous corner, Deng Taixuan glanced at the invisible heavenly soldiers and generals and the group of terrifying immortals who were usually invisible. He turned around and cursed in a low voice: "It's a fucking relationship again. household! ”
The person next to him was wearing a brass divine chainmail with three strands of beard under his chin. He was Yan Kaishan back then. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Deng Taixuan said "Look, I have no objection at all to Prince Junhua being the commander-in-chief and Princess Bixia to be in charge of the Immortal Weapon Storehouse this time. But the old boy Yang Xuanzhan, the Justice Immortal, is the Queen Mother of the East." Nephew, it’s okay to show off in heaven on weekdays. This time he has to take charge of justice in the lower realm. I don’t accept him at all.
Also, Tianxuan Immortal Lord, that old boy is just relying on his status as Doumu Tianzun’s disciple. , Otherwise, where would this fat guy get his turn?
And..."
"No more!"
Yan Kaishan looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, but there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead: "Not to mention that Heavenly Court relies on relationships and foundation, let's just say that these are Daluo Jinxian with the cultivation level of quasi-immortal emperor. Which one is not stronger than you? Times, I've heard of you 'big trumpet' before, but I never thought that you dare to talk nonsense now!"
"Grandma!" Deng Taixuan said angrily: "You don't like to talk, you don't want to talk about it! Why is a Yubu Palm Immortal here?"
Yan Kaishan said solemnly: "Aren't we old friends in the world? I want to ask you about Fairy Pantaoyuan Lingxuan. I heard that she has been there recently. I am very obsessed with the pretty boy from the God-Slaying Department."
Deng Taixuan's eyes widened: "The pretty boy you are talking about is a sacrifice to the Great God of Tianhe!"
"Well..." Yan Kaishan was silent for a while. "I'm actually very unhappy with him, just like you are unhappy with Yang Xuanzhan!"
"Xio's whisper!" A judicial god general looked at him angrily.
The two immediately separated.
At this moment, in the direction of the Lingxiao Palace, a Nine-Dragon Chariot slowly flew over. The terrifying might of the Heavenly Dragon stopped in front of it.
"The Great Prince!"
Countless immortal officials, immortal generals, and heavenly kings saluted.
Deng Taixuan had scolded him happily before, but in the end he was more respectful than anyone else and kept his head down.
In the Nine Dragon Chariot, I saw a young immortal with a divine crown and jade robes, a tall figure and a transcendent temperament. He nodded slightly and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "Qi!"
"Here!"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Billions of heavenly soldiers and generals, riding fairy beasts and flying clouds and mist, overwhelmed the sky and covered the ground to kill.
The Immortal River rises and falls, the Immortal Mist sways...
...
The Immortal Martial War is nothing fancy, the Immortal descends, and the Warriors attack.
In the 1,390th year of the Zhenwu Era, 364 places from the east, west, north, and south of the "Ancient Continent" broke out instantly, killing each other.
In a short period of time, the situation changed, the sky fell and the earth fell, and sand and rocks flew.
Warriors died layer after layer, immortals fell and formed mountains, and blood gathered into rivers...
A few years passed by in a flash like a white horse passing by.
The void world is extremely busy, with a large number of warriors hurriedly flying into the sky and escaping from the earth.
There is an endless stream of warriors delivering orders and reporting victory and mourning.
Bailing Mountain, Wanwu Palace.
Emissaries from Tiance Palace came one after another to urge us. In just a few years, sixty-seven waves have come.
However, there was always no sound from that side hall.
“Let’s go!”
Yuan Shi Daqing, Xi Guzhe and others have invited me countless times!
"Then...let's go!"
Wuhuang Xi glanced in the direction of the side hall. Unable to withstand the pressure from the Feng Clan and Tiance Palace, he had no choice but to ignore Xin Zhuo's order and force everyone to leave. Even Xiong The palm and other girls were also taken away.
In the huge Wanwu Palace, only the slim young disciples of Xin Zhuo, Li Guoer and Mo Xianyi, were left.
……
The sun rises and sets, and I don’t know the year when I practice.
Decades in the blink of an eye.
Everything outside seems to have nothing to do with here.
The side hall.
A thick layer of dust fell.
After writing the desk, Xin Zhuo closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, and sweat dripped down.
His consciousness was still trapped in the void and darkness.
At this moment, in the memory, "his body" has been chewed clean, and the huge innate Xuanyang true soul body has also become smaller.
He has been wandering around along the immortal corpse that cannot be seen. For some reason, he just wants to see that person again. It is out of curiosity, or some powerful cause and effect, or with " There is a certain connection with the word "step" in the box. In short, this feeling is very strange and I can't explain it.
Unfortunately, no matter what, we can't find that person. We don't know where he went.
And he seemed lost and didn't know how to go back.
Day after day.
Until, wandering to a huge nine-color cloud pillar, a lame voice came like a Hong Zhong Dalu: "Gui Lu, it's not easy for you to survive, why don't you go back quickly!"
The voice is majestic and vast, but this lame feeling is very familiar, Tathagata Buddha?
The next moment, his soul trembled and he couldn't help but fly upside down.
In the side hall, he opened his eyes suddenly and took a deep breath.
"Gui Lu, you're finally awake. It's been more than a hundred years, and you've missed something important!" Shen Gongyan was overjoyed and came up to him.
Xin Zhuo was silent, still immersed in the voice of Tathagata Buddha, where is that? Why is Tathagata there?
Does it exist in reality or is it a remnant of memory?
If the memory remains, why does he say it is not easy for him to survive?
"A trick furnace? A trick furnace?" Shen Gongyan's soul jumped desperately in front of his eyes.
Xin Zhuo looked at him and sighed.
Shen Gongyan rubbed his hands: "What happened to the good corpse? Don't you still have a clue? Then these years have been wasted..."
"Actually, kindness has been in my heart for a long time. !”
Xin Zhuo murmured, if he didn’t know it before, What is kindness? This thing cannot be suppressed. Either I am pitiful for being weak or the martial arts is good. But over the years, I have really felt that my body and soul have been bitten and devoured. I clearly looked at those ancient people. He went from anger, rejection, and pain to slowly accepting the corruption of the immortal corpse.
Accept it, and the great good deed of saving the world as a deer tripod will exist in that life.
This is not enlightenment, but the resentment of two lifetimes of cause and effect, suddenly let go!
Yes, let it go!
The world is unkind and regards all things as stupid dogs. The world is so difficult. The past is over. Those murderous enemies have long since turned into dust. It’s time to let go!
There is a saying in Buddhism that "putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately" is not a kind of spiritual sublimation, and the good path arises by itself.
At this moment, he took one step forward and broke through the palace. When he reached the midair, he stretched out his hand and pointed: "Good Corpse, come out!"
A body of blood, the power of chaos, the power of the great wizard, and the power of Xuanyuan all turned into a curtain of light, breaking through the void and ignoring everything.
Immediately, he broke it open with a word and evolved into a human form!
This man, dressed in green clothes, looks to be in his thirties, has a white face and no beard, holds a whisk in his hand, has an immortal spirit, and has an unrivaled momentum of not fighting, fighting, not fighting, the road will last forever, and in an instant, The suppression spread across the entire Bailing Mountains, even causing the chilling air in the sky to dissipate a lot. (End of this chapter)