high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 306 The Ship of the World and the Furnace Heart

The immeasurable divine light crossed the void, accompanied by countless great destructions, and there was a mysterious portal formed in the great light, cast by the brilliant light.

brush!

A strange wave exploded, and the master on the ground was led into the portal without dodging or avoiding, and disappeared in place.

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This is a bustling and ancient starry sky, a bright starfield.

The luster of the stars is bright, the nebula is colorful, and countless bright stars are densely covered, revealing an ancient and far away atmosphere.

This is the outer starry sky that was cut off by the gods and has not yet been corrupted by the Kuroshio.

This is also the residence of the gods!

"Li Kuang."

A voice resounded faintly, grand and sacred, spreading out infinite ripples, causing Wan Dao to rumble.

The master raised his head, and above the starry sky, stood dozens of tall and eternal figures. They stepped on the heaven and the earth under their feet, and every breath shook the infinite starry sky.

In the depths of the dark universe, dozens of gods and gods who are far taller than the stars gathered together. They looked down at the figure as small as floating dust, and said coldly:

"Where did you get the guts?!"

The mighty and boundless sound vibrates endlessly, surpassing the maximum limit that all ordinary creatures can hear, and sweeping tens of thousands of miles away. Amidst the waves of sound, Master clenched the ruler tightly in his hand, with a calm expression on his face.

Above the stars—

The nine-color halo above the head is shaking, holding the sacred Buddha of the green lotus; the waist is hung with three peerless killing swords, and the purple-clothed fairy is rolling in a circle; The palace, the humane emperor who is prostrate by all the people...

Among the endless gloomy rolling sound waves, among the gods, there was a voice that spoke first:

"How dare you break the covenant, and God's will come down to the world?"

The immeasurable Ruiguang swayed, and in the Ruiguang, a hazy woman was holding a nectar bottle, her voice was ethereal, with a faint smile:

"The three upper realms of Martial Dao are not allowed to set foot in Luzhou. This oath was signed by you and me. Why, you forgot?"

Above the middle three realms, anyone who breaks the barrier, even if he has not transcended, will not be allowed to stay in Luzhou.

Regardless of Hei Tianzi, Daozhu, Wang Qiuyi or Guanghui, these people were forced by this oath and had to stay away from the world.

And no one has ever known that this agreement was not made by the Master alone, but a covenant made by all the gods together with him.

Another prerequisite for signing the covenant is that the gods who govern the world also retreat behind the scenes and must not interfere in human affairs.

"Li Kuang, I know your plan, but it's useless."

Another voice sounded.

The chaos was stirred, and a laughing voice sounded low:

"There will be no chance. It would be a big mistake to allow you to publish a declaration of the upper three realms. Li Kuang, I will not let you take advantage of the opportunity to create another saint of the upper three realms."

Horns like a deer, head like a cow, eyes like a shrimp, mouth like a donkey, belly like a snake, scales like a fish, feet like a phoenix, whiskers like a human, ears like an elephant——

The ancient real dragon is entrenched in the starry sky. He bowed down the dragon's head and smiled at the master from a distance of ten thousand feet:

"The nine realms of martial arts, the lower three realms refine essence, the middle three realms refine qi, and the upper three realms refine gods. Li Kuang, after you complete the nine realms, your cultivation will be comparable to mine. This so-called martial arts is really terrifying. Afraid... But how can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch? I advise you to save your energy and don't waste your time."

"Wang Fu, Zhao Bing, Sun Xuezhou, Yuan Gongxiang, Pang Ziran... Li Kuang, those students of yours, those students who acted recklessly, are all dead. If it weren't for your strange supernatural powers, you would have dared to be Confucian!" You were besieged and killed long ago when the men were fighting against the sky."

The ancient true dragon opened his mouth lightly, his eyes are like two big suns, radiating an infinite distance:

"The Xuanwen incident made you take advantage of the loophole, but it will never happen again. In this boat world, whoever dares to achieve the upper three realms, we will kill him with our own hands and spare no effort. Law!"

"I didn't really come from the lower realms, it's just divine intent. Why should the Dragon Lord be so aggressive?" The master stared at the two rounds of dragon eyes that were as bright as the sun, and said lightly:

"After so many years of dealing with each other, let's get straight to the point. There is no need to say any more useless threats. You and I are fully aware of the current situation. With the Shimmering White Sun Profound Technique, you can't kill me."

The nine realms of martial arts, the nine realms ascend to immortality.

A Master who has cultivated to the perfection of the Nine Realms is a Martial Immortal, a Martial Sage, and a true Buddha of Martial Dao. Even among the ancient and holy, there is no match.

It is also because of his presence that the current situation of separation between God and man after Jedi Tiantong has been exchanged, so that this human world will not be reduced to a pasture for the gods to wantonly have fun.

Although those in the upper three realms are not allowed to be born, but for the already collapsed situation, such a scene is already considered a blessing.

But even with the cultivation base of the ninth level, it is still far from enough to create such a situation.

His biggest reliance against the gods is a natal supernatural power called Shimmering White Sun Technique.

The mystical technique of Shimmering Baiyang connects the master and the heaven and the earth, forming horns of each other, which is almost a great mysterious magic that fits the Dao.

The Jedi Tiantong, the Confucian sect defeated the sky... countless times of chaos, countless black hands, the master relied on the twilight of the white sun, and survived time and time again, until he reached the ninth level and became the supreme saint.

The heaven and the earth are immortal, and the body is immortal.

Relying on the twilight of the white sun, he set the boundaries between gods and men, and it is precisely because of this profound art that he can live to the present day where he is contending with the gods.

"I waited to call you here today, not for other reasons, but just have a doubt."

The nine-color aperture above the head shook, and the big Buddha holding the green lotus lowered his gaze, and said peacefully:

"Since He was sent into the hearth, you have entered the black tide in real body, and you have disappeared. Even such a major event as filling the heavens is handled by the avatar. Li Tanyue, I used the eyes of the sky to look at all the pure lands the other day. I happened to see your whereabouts in the Little Piaomiao Realm.

After all, what calculations do you have? "

"It's all about saving sentient beings." The master smiled slightly.

The Buddha shook his head, not paying attention.

"Huiju Baoguang Wangfo, Madam Yuxia, Yuangong Sanqi God, Xuhuang Yonghe Great Venerable, Kutianren..."

The Master's eyes moved over those sacred figures standing above the starry sky, and sighed: "Ever since He was thrown into the hearth of the furnace, your strength seems to have not been compromised."

"Even if he doesn't enter the heart of the furnace, we have our own means." The Buddha said lightly: "Stop gossip, Tanyue should tell the truth."

The world has been made into a boat to travel the world, and it is necessary to escape from the Kuroshio and sail to the other shore.

As for the movement of boats and boats, the driving force is naturally indispensable. Ordinary people sail by paddles, and monks fly by the power of Yuan Qi.

A ship built by one world, even if it is only a small world, will consume immeasurable losses during its rotation.

Jedi Tiantong, since the Kuroshio invaded from outside the world, all the gods have turned the small world together and steered the boat together, the loss is immeasurable, and even a few weaker ones were beheaded and thrown into the heart of the furnace to serve as firewood .

The law of the jungle is vividly reflected in this world.

"Buddha, I have nothing to say." The master smiled warmly: "You can't restrain me, your boats are tied to me, in other words, you can't kill me."

"you--"

Before the sound of anger came out, a corner of the starry sky was cut off, and the master stepped out, and disappeared in an instant.

"Li Kuang is getting more and more wanton!"

A demon god with two horns on its head, narrow and long like a crescent moon spoke in a muffled voice, which made the stars rustle and resounded for tens of thousands of miles:

"Do you really think you can't kill him?!"

"You couldn't kill him." A green-armored deity smiled faintly, and before the demon god could speak, he stepped forward and also disappeared.

"There are still 4000 years left before we can reach the other shore."

The Buddha raised his hand to stop the fury of the demon god, with a smile that was not a smile: "Be patient, wait until you get out of the black tide.

First.

I allow you to smash this boat with your own hands! "

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"After the Maosu period, the calamity started from the wheel of the wheel, and three saints fell into the imaginary sea. One sank into chaos and transformed into the primordial mother energy, which was indestructible; the other transformed into the middle thousand realms and coexisted with the great thousand , and there is another one, who is transformed into a different way, and is with the world."

Tongjiang.

An ordinary ferry.

The master who just left the starry sky stepped on the soft mud and said silently:

"Just like no matter where the water flows down, mountains, valleys, or glaciers, their final destination is the same, and they all flow downhill."

"Zidu, the same is true for the true saints sleeping in the virtual sea. Their waking up, just like the fate of flowing water, is a doomed thing, unavoidable and unpredictable, so—"

The master turned around and shook his head at the Qingjia god who was a few steps away:

"Turn back!"

　That's one chapter today

　　

　

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