punish!

The word Linfan, hanging high above the Dao City, is as bright as the sun, and the Dao City is 100,000 miles away. The upper Dao lines are intertwined, and there seem to be nine golden dragons surrounding it.

The nine golden dragons were lifelike and had endless majesty. At this time, the dragon's body was trembling slightly, as if it couldn't carry this word of edict!

hum~

The edict floated into the air, and as it appeared, a vast air overflowed and filled the city.

All the sleepless people in the various districts of Daocheng couldn't help kneeling on the ground, their hearts trembling uncontrollably.

"The prince's edict!"

There was an exclamation from the city, followed by the sound of a large crowd kneeling on the ground.

The Prince of Great Zhou, Long Xingyi, took the place of his father in the imperial court. He has ruled the world for tens of thousands of years.

However, his status is too high, and it is rare to see him personally issue an edict. At this time, he can see the nine dragons surrounding the 'Zhu' character basket.

Whether it was the cultivator stationed in the Brahma Martial Dao or the master of Jingye Si, they were all shocked. Unexpectedly, this incident would alarm the prince.

"How could it be the Prince's decree?"

Qi Xuanzhen was startled, but he didn't expect that this incident would disturb the prince who was far away in the imperial capital.

But that's okay, with the prince's edict in hand, unless the last Celestial Master of the previous dynasty recovers, he should be able to advance and retreat freely...

It's just that I can't help but think about it in my heart:

'How deep is the imperial court's control over the Dao? still is......'

Qixuan Zhenyi took a deep breath, and then bowed longly, his sleeve robes dropped to the ground: "Chen Qixuan Zhenyi, I will abide by the prince's decree!"

......

Huhu~

Night has nothing to do, the mountains are even more cold, the looming ghost fire and the sound of ghost howls from time to time, make the night more and more strangers not to enter.

There are many mountains and rivers in Dazhou, especially the Northwest Road. It is close to the ocean, and many mountains and rivers may still be hidden under the sea before long years.

Many of them even bear the imprint of ancient times.

"Shouyang Mountain!"

In the night breeze, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the unremarkable mountain not far away.

This mountain is not big, but it is more than a thousand feet high and low. There are shrubs on the mountain, springs in the mountain, and occasionally there are traces of spiritual grass.

Such a mountain, not to mention the Northwest Road of Youzhou, even if it is within a radius of 10,000 miles, is not ranked at all. Among the mountains in front of me, the terrain is much better than it.

The only thing that looks different is that there are stone carvings on top of this mountain.

"...There are no minerals in Shouyang Mountain, and there are few spiritual grasses, and there are some stone carvings, but there is nothing magical, and not many people like it.

So I mixed up with a patriarch to report to Jing Yesi, and after I got the promise, I took it. The name of Shouyang Mountain comes from those stone carvings. "

Going back to the old place, Gong Yangyan, who was leading the big donkey, looked a little dazed, with reluctance and memories of the past in his eyes.

Although this mountain is not a famous mountain, it is the place where he has lived for hundreds of years and has the best memories of him in the world.

It's a pity that everything doesn't exist anymore...

"It seems to be very ordinary! This uncle's dojo is much better than this mountain."

Tuba hugged Cai Xiaobai and was a little disdainful. This mountain is unremarkable.

"Meow~"

The one-eyed kitten squatting on Tuba's shoulder looked at the mountain, rolled his eyes, didn't know what to think, a little eager to try, but still lowered his head.

Licking his paws.

"Is Shouyang Mountain..."

An Qisheng stared at the mountain, and there was an imperceptible ripple in the depths of his eyes.

His heart moved slightly, but his expression was as calm as before: "Go into the mountain."

Ramyan nodded.

Rabbit eight naturally had everything, and followed a few people into the mountain.

Shouyang Mountain is not big, and it is extremely small for a cultivator. Not to mention An Qisheng, even Rabbit Eight can climb from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one step.

It's just that An Qisheng is not in a hurry to climb.

Stop before the mountain road.

"This stele is a few years old, and the words on it are somewhat specious..."

Rabbit Eight was a little surprised.

It was a blue-black stele. Although it could be seen that someone had taken care of it, it was difficult to conceal the mottled atmosphere of the past.

The writing is similar to the writing in Dazhou today, but it is also different and more ancient.

There are no more ways to store information than monks. For ordinary people, stone carvings are already the best way to store information.

"This is the text of the previous dynasty. It was used after Da Zhou changed it a little. This mountain is called 'Shouyang Mountain'."

Looking at the four-foot-high stone tablet as tall as himself, Gong Yangyan's old face was full of complexities.

It's only been less than a year, and things have changed.

"The emperor picked the bronze sword of Shoushan, and inscribed it with ancient astronomical characters..."

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly, his expression subtle.

This name is of course unremarkable to people in this world, but to him, it has an unusual meaning.

The characters of the two worlds are very different, but they can show the same meaning, which in itself is unlikely to be a coincidence.

And this was not beyond An Qisheng's expectations.

The reason why he differentiated the primordial spirit was that he even threw two pieces of one picture and two pieces to enter the realm ahead of time, in order to explore the mystery of this realm.

"what?"

When Gong Yangyan heard An Qisheng's self-talk, he was slightly taken aback, and then he thought about it, but he had never heard of similar allusions.

But An Qisheng didn't answer what he meant. When he thought about it, it was extinguished. He placed it in front of him and landed on the stone tablet. The tentacles were warm, as if they had been burned by flames.

hum~

He closed his eyes slightly, and a desolate and ancient aura that had been through the years entered his heart and was captured by him.

Then, explode!

Boom!

If the thunder suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, the light that burst out in an instant made An Qisheng's mind involuntarily rippling.

In the next moment, all the rays of light faded away and disappeared, replaced by a huge ocean of unknown width, unknown length, galloping and mighty, unknown forward or backward.

'This is.....'

An Qisheng was shocked. He had never seen this vast ocean, but the moment he felt it, the name of this long river naturally appeared in his heart.

This rolling, boundless ocean, I don't know its beginning and end, is actually a river.

One that covers the past and present of a great world, and even the endless distant past,

The long river of time and space!

Theoretically speaking, as long as the human eye can reach it, one can see infinite depths, but that is only theoretical.

Human eyesight is limited, and perception is also limited.

With An Qisheng's current perception, although it still cannot reach the realm that the "Three Realms, Six Paths, Great Thousand Worlds" can be seen in the eyes, it is far beyond ordinary people who don't know geometry.

But at this time, his perception has climbed to the limit, and all he can see is only a corner of Wang Yang.

Above this long river, he can't see the beginning and the end, let alone the edge. It seems that there is no beginning and end, and there is no edge.

Even, this is not necessarily a real river, but his perception of this thing is just a long river.

In other words, it is not unreasonable to call it the Long River of Time and Space, the Mother River of Destiny, the Corridor of Time and Space, and other mysterious names.

"Endless Eternal, is this the Endless Eternal..."

Staring at the endless river, An Qisheng murmured in his heart, a rare feeling deeply touched.

The root of all kinds of practice is the understanding of the heaven, earth and the universe, and all kinds of Taoist principles.

But on paper, he felt shallow at the end, even though he had already seen Taoist sayings like 'endless forever' and 'no beginning and no end' from the Taoist collections of various classics.

But there is absolutely no way to really see the depth of this long river's touch!

All-inclusive, this is the real all-encompassing!

The ultimate mystery of a world.

When heaven and earth converge into the way of heaven, then this time and space is a long river, and it is a 'history book' that writes the changes of heaven and man and the mystery of all things.

Staring at the long river, An Qisheng was intoxicated, seeing the mystery, which fascinated him more than any fine wine.

But in the blink of an eye, he cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart and regained neither sadness nor joy.

"The river of time and space..."

Above this endless ocean, standing in that 'drop of water', staring upwards.

In a trance, above the endless long river, there is nothing more than nothing, and a darker void than darkness.

He saw six small, insignificant, looming, like lines here and there.

That line has a total of six sources, and as it slowly descends, it is by no means six, but differentiated layer by layer, one becomes two, two becomes three, and three becomes infinite.

Down to the top of the long river, it is already covering the sky and the sun, almost endless!

The endless lines flow down the long river, covering all time and space nodes.

past,

now,

And even in the future!

It can go anywhere and have everything, like six giant beasts clinging to nothingness, reaching out to the long river with the most greedy tentacles.

It seems to freeze time and space,

It's like fishing for all living beings!

"The secret of ingenuity lies in this..."

With just a glance, An Qisheng calmed down ~lightnovelpub.net~ and dipped into the rolling river, avoiding the extremely complicated lines that seemed comparable to the water droplets in the long river.

There are thousands of thoughts flying in my mind.

He did not ask what the source of the six lines was, because he faintly discovered his own aura above the six lines.

He swallowed six spiritual powers, so there is his breath on these six lines, and even the magical powers and spells he casts are all branded by that line!

If the existence standing high above the Holy Throne of the Void is willing, with a thought, he can penetrate all the magical powers he has used!

However, this did not exceed An Qisheng's expectations.

It is precisely because of this concern that his apparent supernatural powers are only five-colored divine lights.

His true cultivation of the 'True Spirit Position Karma' is not only kept secret, but also differentiated, and must not be easily understood and pinpointed by others!

But in his heart, the fear of Emperor Heaven Realm has also climbed to a very high level.

With his current state, it is hard to imagine.

How tyrannical the six people who ignited the fire of their own holy seat with the talent and wisdom of countless heroes from ancient and modern times as their resources.

What is the height of the mastery of this world?

"To contend against these six..."

Wandering among the complicated lines, An Qisheng's thoughts gradually diminished, and a flash of aura gradually manifested:

"Perhaps, should..."