The sea of ​​​​heart is invisible, and the mirror has quality.

The light and shadow on it are intertwined, and its body also has textures emerging, faintly, you can feel an inexplicable sprouting.

It's no wonder that the three-hearted blue soul boy felt this way, and if other people spied on this mirror, they would certainly not think it was an illusory existence.

"I have thousands of magical powers in my heart, and the mirror of my heart is in it. It's not surprising that I can learn from the strengths of all methods, but it is not surprising that I want to 'survive', and I don't need to be afraid."

An Qisheng looked into the sea of ​​his mind. He was meticulous and meticulous, and he could be said to be the strongest in his own control. Naturally, there was nothing in his body that he could hide from him.

The many changes in Xinjing were originally acquiesced and even guided by him.

The birth of a spirit in the heart is naturally taboo for other cultivators. If there is a sign, it will be snuffed out, but An Qisheng doesn't care.

Heaven and earth are big and Taiji, the human body is small, and the self is like a 'heaven' in the universe.

Maybe one day this mirror of mind can give birth to wisdom and more powerful supernatural powers, but so what?

A mirror created by oneself is afraid of it. Talking about cultivation, how to deal with the 'endless destruction' that he perceives in the dark?

"I still feel like it's dangerous"

The three-hearted blue soul boy was still a little uneasy.

This state of mind contains a lot of Taoism, and it can even be said that it really witnessed all the growth of this 'Mr. Monster'.

If Lingzhi is born, it is almost the second 'Mr. Monster', right?

"Don't bother."

An Qisheng didn't explain it again, his mind moved, and the various 'Dao pattern scrolls' in the mirror already overflowed like water waves.

It slowly unfolded in the sea of ​​​​heart.

The three-hearted blue soul boy watched from a distance, and could clearly see the various dharma patterns and the deep Taoism. Not a single 'Dao pattern scroll' was extremely complicated.

And because of its transformation, every moment there will be a deeper Dharma being born, repeating itself endlessly.

Although many of these contexts were outlined by himself, but looking at it, Sanxin Lan Lingtong felt that he couldn't understand it at all.

It is clear that each pattern is known by oneself, and when combined, it becomes something that one does not know.

Even if it knows that each of these thirty-six Taoist paintings contains a powerful magical power, together they adhere to the 'Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang'.

"Tao and treasure complement each other, and refining treasure is refining Tao. If such intricate and endless spiritual treasures are cast"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong couldn't help but be amazed, "I'm afraid that you will surpass any spiritual treasures in this world, right? You're afraid that you will become a real myth in this world, surpassing the ancient and modern Sage Emperor Tianzun!"

In the past few decades, it has also obtained a lot. The inheritance secrets of various sects and holy places, and many legends and essays have also greatly improved it.

But even in all the legends and myths it knows, it has never seen any spiritual treasure as complex as these thirty-six Taoist paintings!

It is very clear that beyond these thirty-six days, there are still seventy-two

It can't even imagine that when these '36 days' and 'seventy-two places' are truly born, what kind of growth will this monster Mr.

Can you overcome the barrier between short-lived and long-lived species?

"Civilization is passed down from generation to generation, and the latter is to expand on the basis of the former, and it is impossible to say who is stronger than the other."

An Qisheng's mind was condensed.

The words of the three-hearted blue soul boy did not stir up any waves in his heart.

The comparison between ancient and modern is meaningless. The predecessors opened up nine realms and eleven steps, and later generations walked along and walked higher. Are they really stronger than the ancients?

There is no such comparison.

Moreover, even if it is condensed into thirty-six days, and all kinds of magical powers are gathered into the number of 'Earth Demon Heaven Gang', they may not be able to cross that threshold.

Not to mention, even if you step over that threshold, the outcome of the strong or weak is not just talk.

If you want to distinguish between strong and weak, unless you can dream a thousand years, you can compete with the emperors in your dreams.

Otherwise, the ancient and modern emperors can be 'reborn against the sky'!

The three-hearted blue soul boy wanted to say something, but An Qisheng didn't pay attention to it any more.

One-to-one correspondence in the mind, check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and make various minor adjustments.

Making the final preparations for the treasure refining.

Lingbao is like Daobao, and treasure is also Dao. If something goes wrong, it is extremely difficult to restore. How to be cautious can't be overstated.

A war ended, but the world was left in ruins.

That battle was too intense, even the Great Beginning Holy Land could not fully bear it.

Outside the Holy Mountain of the Great Beginning, the mountains and rivers that spread hundreds of thousands of miles are full of gulfs that are divided by the turbulent wind and wind.

The once-familiar peaks have been flattened or even erased, and the land is thousands of miles of flat rivers, but there is no greenness on them.

The once endless spiritual field was completely swept away by the aftermath, and the formation deployed by the Great Beginning Holy Land could not resist the shocking collision of this level.

At this time, many disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land who were running around the earth, mountains and rivers, tidying up the ruins, and calming the earth veins, felt the emotions that the disciples of Wanfa Building felt before.

Even, ten times stronger.

Such a powerful collision, without the protection of the formation left by the Supreme, I am afraid that the Holy Land of the Great Beginning will be razed to the ground, right?

Ang~

The dragon soared into the sky, and the dragon saliva fell on the earth like rain, triggering the ubiquitous spiritual machine to fall into the earth veins, restoring the vitality of the earth.

The battle to seal the king is not an easy one. After the first battle, just relying on the spontaneous restoration of heaven and earth, I am afraid that it will take thousands of years to restore the old view. It is normal to take action to speed up this speed.

Datoro sat cross-legged on the back of the dragon, overlooking a messy land and mountains, with a solemn expression.

The mess of hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains, rivers and the earth will not attract his attention. What he cares about is the void that fills the sky and the earth.

Even after the end of the war, there is a slight breath that has not dissipated for a long time.

These breaths are insignificant, but if they are ignored, they can make this piece of sky, this side of the earth, for thousands of years, no grass will grow, and birds and animals will not be able to enter.

"call!"

Ao Wushou manifested the body of a divine dragon, and opened his mouth to spew out rain like a waterfall. Dragon saliva has always been a treasure of heaven and earth, a dragon saliva of the dragon family that shatters the vacuum.

It can nourish the earth, enlighten the vegetation, and the birds and beasts will lose their mortal fetus when they know it.

If he hadn't lived in the Great Beginning Holy Land for a long time and was deeply sheltered by it, Ao Wushou would never have done such a thing.

Huhu~

The dragon soars in the sky, swaying the rain.

Datoro sits on the back of the dragon, recites the sound of the Buddha, and washes the lingering breath of heaven and earth.

And above the earth, there are countless disciples, true inheritors, and elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land, who are using all kinds of magical powers to clean the earth inch by inch.

Rehabilitate the earth, reshape the mountains and rivers, and recreate the spiritual fields.

The battle was very short, but the aftermath was very long. In the end, it was the two elders who were feudal lords who joined it, and it was only within a few months that everything was cleaned up.

Then, they began to welcome mountain worshipers from Dongzhou and other continents, and even foreign races.

"As expected of a holy place, I've waited here for less than half a year, but I can't see any traces of the war."

On the ten thousand dragon boat, Bamboo Gong looked out of thin air, and he was amazed.

Naturally, he also saw the previous battle through some means. Not to mention the earth-shattering collision, it was just the storm set off by the Great Beginning Golden Bell Bell Wave.

It was enough to raze the mountain to the ground.

At this time, at first glance, there is not even the slightest trace, which shows how fast the movement of the Great Beginning Holy Land is.

The aftermath far exceeds the Wanfa Building. Is this the Holy Land?

"Millions of years of inheritance, even if it is difficult for the strong to survive forever, the background is not what I can imagine."

Yuan Duxiu looked at Dashi Sacred Mountain from afar.

On the sacred mountain of the Great Beginning, there is divine light lingering, many Taoist patterns circulate, and the rays of light are dense and magnificent.

At this time, under the Great Beginning Sacred Mountain, there are all kinds of exotic animals and spirits, and the chariots stop.

Many of them are not in the style of Dongzhou. Obviously, there are people from other big states, and there are quite a few.

Obviously, the birth of a king, in today's world, has far more influence than any era in ancient and modern times.

Also beyond the imagination of many people.

"There are many experts who worship the mountain this time!" At this time, Miao Meng, who was dressed in red and became more and more beautiful, walked out of the cabin with a slightly solemn expression.

She could feel a strong aura inside and outside the Great Beginning Holy Mountain, but in fact, although they took a lot of time to collect treasures from heaven and earth.

It may be faster than them, and obviously it will not be an ordinary person.

"Is it a master? It doesn't seem to make any difference, right?" Zhu Gong stroked his long beard, but smiled bitterly.

in front of that person at this time.

In today's world, how many can be called masters?

Wan Longzhou moved forward, and someone came to greet him, but it was Fang Yingqiu.

"Everyone came from afar, please forgive me for the poor reception." Fang Yingqiu came from the sky, bowed his hands from afar, and led the people of Wanfa Building to the front of the mountain.

Walking to the front of the mountain, everyone saw that there were more people in front of the mountain than expected, and they were more mixed.

are also waiting.

There is no doubt that the monks are the most difficult group of people to control, and there are many masters from all over the world, including Dongtian and vacuum crushers.

But everyone is very safe~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if the mountain gate is in front of you, no one dares to enter.

Even, there are many monks gathered, but there is no noise in front of the mountain.

Several people on the Wanlong Boat looked at each other.

A few of them were more or less related to An Qisheng, or had met face-to-face. Although they were shocked by his sky-high achievements, they did not change much in their hearts.

Until this time, I saw thousands of monks waiting solemnly at the foot of the mountain, sitting or standing, or closing their eyes or looking into the distance, but there was no murmur.

Only then did his heart change, and he suddenly felt a great sense of awe.

Thirty million years from ancient to modern, until now, there are only nine realms and eleven steps. The Tongtian realm is not only a king, but also the highest of the nine realms!

In other words, it is the real ceiling among the trillions of Jingzhao cultivators throughout the ages!

Miao Meng glanced at Yuan Duxiu, who was also thoughtful beside him, and was touched.

"King Yuanyang."