Harvest early...

The prince was shocked, and he naturally knew what the "harvest" said by the old Antarctic Taoist.

Can......

"Our inherent immortality foundation, once destroyed, can still be reborn after calamity, but it is difficult to restore peak cultivation easily. If we do not 'harvest' ahead of time, it will be difficult to restore the old view in another thousand or two thousand years...

The archenemy of the year may not necessarily die cleanly..."

Seeing that the prince seemed hesitant, the old Taoist Antarctic looked into his eyes: "Are you worried about the decree of the emperor? Or are you affected by the body of the ants in this world and can't bear it?"

"Are you afraid that I will be deprived of my previous life's Dao fruit by my current life?"

The prince's complexion changed slightly, and then he sneered back: "I'm just worried, with the power of you and me at this time, it may not be possible to grasp the fruit..."

"If you and I are here alone, it may be a little reluctant. Since the two of you are here, plus the backhand I have laid down over the years, if you don't want to swallow the whole world, you will only be able to capture the whole world!"

Antarctica Taoist put his hand in front of the window, looking at Tianqi Terrace, which was flashing and disappearing in the thunderstorm, and his tone was somber and unpredictable: "If you miss this time, you won't have a second chance in eight hundred years!"

"in this way......"

Feeling the oppression and peeping all over his body, the prince slowly closed his eyes and opened them again after a while:

"Alright!"

And at this moment, even Daoist Antarctica never noticed that a ray of information overflowed through a trajectory that he could not detect.

One becomes ten, ten becomes thousands...  

Shooting into the void.

......

wow~

In the dark and deep nothingness, there seems to be the sound of running water.

"Ok?"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong moved in his heart, looked up, and saw that the corner of the 'true spiritual position map' that covered the darkness and penetrated the nothingness suddenly lit up, and all kinds of information flowed down like water.

Poured into the sea of ​​​​heart, a large wave of waves swayed.

The sea of ​​​​heart is wide, and the message contained in every drop of 'water' is far beyond the life of a mortal.

As the waves rose, the sea of ​​​​heart became heavier and heavier.

"This is... the way of the world?"

Lan Lingtong's eyes widened.

Of course, it has never been to the human world, but it has the same spiritual part as An Qisheng, and it is naturally not unfamiliar with all kinds of information about the human world.

Although the flickering picture was a little different from what it knew, it would not admit to the "Qi" that belonged to An Qisheng.

hum~

It was about to examine it in detail, when a big hand suddenly rose from the sea of ​​heart, and with just a pinch, it grabbed all the information that was rolling down between the palms of the fingers.

"Ingenuity..."

Above the sea of ​​​​heart, in the intertwined divine court, An Qisheng whispered to himself, and all kinds of messages flowed freely in his heart.

Heaven and earth are eternal, all spiritual powers have not increased or decreased, and have remained unchanged from time immemorial. All laws and Dao are tied to spiritual powers. The strength of monks, the ability to see magical powers, mana, and formations, etc., are all internal and external things.

The strength of the Tao is only in the spirit.

The strength of inspiration involves the mysteries of heaven and earth, and is the foundation and foundation of all dharmas.

Before time immemorial, gods and demons swept across the world, devouring all things in order to occupy spiritual opportunities, but this method was slow, compared to the vast world, even gods and demons seemed insignificant.

Until the time of the gods, Di Yan opened up a new path. He first invited the strong to discuss the Tao and Xumi, and then sent people to steal his lamp and spread the law to the world. Since then, he has opened up the path of preaching the gods and demons.

How can one person be able to handle inspiration, how can it be compared to hundreds of millions of sentient beings collectively handling it?

Di Yan opened up a new method of "preaching" and shocked the gods and demons in the world. Not only did he overthrow the **** emperors of the previous dynasty, he also became a saint in one fell swoop, shaking the majesty of the heavenly saints, and completely opened up the creation of the gods!

That is considered by countless practitioners to be the beginning of an unprecedented great world, but in reality, except for a few people.

The vast majority of cultivators are nothing more than 'resources' raised by gods and demons in the mortal world.

This is the secret of the Dao, but it is not secret.

Whether it's the court of gods or the Taoist Buddha, it seems that they don't care whether the practitioners in the world will know, but in fact, what if they know?

"Mr. Monster, is that the way of the world?"

Lan Lingtong went up to the court of God, looking at the more complete outline of the true spirit position map, and there was a touch of depression in his heart.

As many successors spread the law, the divine court born in the emptiness of this side has become more and more real. As the master of this divine court in this picture, An Qisheng's power has also risen.

If it is calculated from the cultivation system of this world, it seems that he still stays before the unity of all divine powers, but ordinary practitioners, at most, can only combine ten divine abilities.

"Ok."

An Qisheng naturally knew what the little guy was thinking, and with a flick of his finger, he sent this message into his mind.

With him and without him, the world will still evolve. Even if the human way is broken and incomplete, it is still a great world with a profound background.

Sa Wuling, Wei Shaoyou, Wang E and others took the "God Court" left by him as the foundation, and abruptly pushed this broken world to a very high level.

Under the feedback of the Great Realm, the realm has improved rapidly, even more than he expected.

"Then, Emperor Court, has already discovered the change in the human world?"

Not long after, Lan Lingtong, who digested this information, opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "You, your disciple, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that it has already surpassed the category of 'undead seeds'!"

Lan Lingtong was shocked beyond words, never expected that An Qisheng would have such a tyrannical disciple.

Short-lived species, long-lived species, immortal species, immortal species, eternal species.

This is the rank set by the Witch God, and it can be found in all realms, but it travels through several realms and gets information about the undead species in the true sense. This is the first time!

The old Taoist in this message has a category beyond the undead!

"It's a big loss, a big loss!"

After being startled, Lan Lingtong immediately beat his chest and stomped his feet: "If you stay in that world and don't leave, at this time, I'm afraid that it will be you who will become an immortal seed. You, you have wasted a great opportunity, a great opportunity!"

Immortal Seed!

Lan Lingtong's eyes were almost red.

Even in the Witch God Realm, the Immortal Seeds are considered giants, and their status is only under the Twelve Witch Gods and a few Eternal Seeds!

The real world is destroyed and I am immortal, and the universe collapses and I am still alive!

Thinking of An Qisheng wasting such a big opportunity, Lan Lingtong only felt that his heart and liver that did not exist were twitching violently, and he wanted to roll on the ground with regret.

"Huh~"

An Qisheng laughed dumbly.

He lowered his eyes to nothingness, as if he had crossed the boundless void and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar world:

"Who told you that I wasted?"

......

when!

when!

when~~~

Eighty-one solemn and grand bells centered on the imperial city, resounding throughout the imperial capital, and following the trajectory of Mo Ke's words, toward the entire Lingquan Dao and the seventy-two Da Zhou Dao.

Spread even farther, spread.

As the sound waves reverberated, the deep rain curtain seemed to be thrown up high, and the sky as deep as the night seemed to have an unusual color.

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hum!

when! !

As the bell waves spread, every city responded, either with the sound of a bell or with a long howl.

When the bell rises, the world moves!

"Sacrifice to the sky, is it finally going to be held? God is pitiful, is this heavy rain that does not see the sun finally passing?"

"My emperor Shengming, the great sacrifice to wine Shengming! If this rain falls for a few years, even my generation can't stand it!"

"Wanfa Chaozong, Da Zhou sacrifices to the sky! Hehe..."

In the ninety-nine city districts of the imperial capital, and even the nearby roads, and even beyond the void separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, there are wills rising up one after another.

Those who are in the imperial capital raise their eyes and stare, and those who are hundreds of millions of miles away use formations, use supernatural powers, sacrifice magical treasures, and use various means to look at the Great Zhou Imperial Capital where the sound of the bells originated.

"Wanfa Chaozong, huh! Daomen still dare not speak such big words, Da Zhou, hum!"

"The change of the general trend is only today. If today is safe, there will be no war for eight hundred years..."

"Sacrificing to the heavens, sacrificing the heavens! Long's, you have been occupying the power of the sky for nearly 40,000 years, do you still want to occupy it forever?"

The tyrannical sects between the mountains and the valleys are all overlooked by people, or indifferent, or sneer, or greedy and contempt.

The Great Zhou Sacrifice Conference is a major event that the entire Nanzhan, and even the entire world, must pay attention to.

Not only because of this endless heavy rain that seems to be endless if it is not sacrificed to the sky, but also because this ceremony of sacrifice to the sky is related to the southern view of the heaven and the earth, and even the changing of the world's fortunes.

"Da Zhou sacrifices the sky, how can it affect the luck of heaven and earth?"

In the dense rain curtain, Lin Boxun closed his eyes and felt the entire Great Zhou Imperial Capital~lightnovelpub.net~ The Great Zhou Imperial Capital turned into a sea of ​​fortunes connected to the sky, each of which was different in shape but had its own majesty. The qi and luck **** dragon roams in it, or howling, or whispering.

And walk along a given trajectory, constantly changing, as if guarding something, as if preparing for unity.

In that instant, the majesty of the Great Zhou Emperor burst out, causing Lin Boxun, who had broken through several times, to tremble.

This expanse of ocean is clearly the back and forth of the people's hearts and the gathering of luck in the great four thousand years.

This is an unbearable burden.

"Sir, it's time to go."

At this time, Fang Shanmin in black armor stepped forward, bowed and said, "The rest of the royal family have already climbed to the Tianqi Platform, it would be bad if you delayed the time."

"Ok."

Lin Boxun nodded slightly and walked towards Tianqi Terrace.

The imperial capital, which had been silent for two years, finally regained its hustle and bustle.

There are avenues, restaurants, and the high platforms are full of people. No matter whether they can see the Tianqi Terrace, everyone is chatting happily. Occasionally, the old people who have experienced the last Heaven Sacrificial Conference are talking loudly, which attracts a large number of people. crowd of people.

"It's been a long time, and it hasn't been so lively."

Lin Boxun seemed to sigh, and his eyes with the shadow of a compass looming seemed to swept around inadvertently.

Not as he expected.

Everyone, whether they are ordinary people or practitioners, who have just entered the practice or who have achieved Jindan achievements, their luck is completely chaotic, and the original color cannot be seen.

"Ok?"

Lin Boxun's brows suddenly wrinkled, and a terrifying light flashed in the depths of his eyes: "It's him? How could it be?!"

Lin Boxun felt a huge wave in his heart.

In the chaotic luck of everyone, he saw the familiar golden canopy again!

That Gong Yangyan's luck has not been shaken in the slightest? !