The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

Chapter 193 191 [Grandmaster of Beast Milk]

A true spirit circulated, and a great light suddenly appeared in Wanyu.

The great universe lost the suppression of the Emperor of Heaven, which almost caused a great turmoil. The ten thousand ways were unstable, the universe was shocked, and almost all the monks trembled.

"What happened?!"

The great universe shook, and all living beings were discussing in the God Realm, because they looked up, and no matter where they were in the star field, they could see a round of the sun and the moon, as if the heavens were the only one, and the ten thousand realms were the only one.

And soon, a piece of news was verified, and the billions of stars in the universe seemed to have become one. ,

Even the star fields that were originally dead and silent had no life at all, and the projections of the sun and the moon appeared near the planets that were not suitable for cultivation.

This is an earth-shattering change, and it must be related to the Emperor of Heaven.

All living beings know that the emperor of heaven has always carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, and two golden and white spheres are almost carved on the statues of gods in the world, symbolizing the protection of the sun, moon and stars to protect the emperor of heaven.

Not only are all beings worried, but even the emperors of the heavenly court came to visit, trying to ask for an explanation.

In the end, it was the Queen of Heaven who came forward and gave an answer. The Emperor of Heaven was enlightening and sprinting to the final level of the Immortal Dao.

Among the emperors, some were very excited, some felt lost, and some had such an expression on their faces.

"Then how do the sun and the moon deal with it?"

Supreme Supreme Linglong tentatively asked, the longevity method she has been following all along is to join the stars, the only one in the myriad domains, and cultivate into a star fairy. The sun and moon appearing in the great universe now coincide with her path, very similar.

"The law of the world immortal, you can understand it."

The Heavenly Emperor believed in the body, and the Sun and Moon Heavenly Emperor appeared. Unlike the past, which was bright and bright, the sun and the moon on his shoulders have now dimmed a lot, leaving only a phantom.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven." All the emperors saluted one after another.

Although they only believe in the body, they dare not be rude, because the Supremes of the same age as the Heavenly Emperor all know that the Human Emperor has a dark heart and likes fishing the most.

"The two emperors of Taiyin and Sun are the two kings of the sun and the moon, and they are in charge of the light of all realms."

Believe in the body, the sun, the moon, and the emperor of heaven with one hammer
Linglong Supreme looked a bit resentful, but he didn't say anything. After all, the sun and the moon in the universe were formed by the emperor of heaven at first glance, how could ordinary people be able to enter and exit.

Seeming to be a little uncomfortable by the Linglong Supreme, the Sun Moon Heavenly Emperor pinched his fingers and said: "According to the current situation, the two holy emperors can conceive the primordial spirit in at most 10 years, and then they can enter the small fairyland of the copper coffin to warm and raise them." Yuanshen, in order to seek the afterlife."

"There is a vacancy for the throne of the second generation Sun and Moon, and the emperors can fight for it."

"Thank you, Emperor of Heaven." Following Supreme Linglong bowing down, all the emperors saluted one after another.

Only Empress Qingqiu looked half-smile, her beautiful eyes looked back and forth between Linglong Supreme and Heavenly Emperor, as if she wanted to find out something wrong.

Without the real body, a belief body really can't ask anything.

Emperor Sun and Moon coughed quickly, Emperor Gu Ling understood, changed the topic, and asked Emperor Fuxi: "Why didn't Emperor Wa come, such a big thing happened."

Emperor Fuxi said strangely, "Nuwa said she was too busy."

"Didn't you just find a Daoyan coolie for Nuwa?" Dou Zhan Shenghuang asked curiously: "According to the logic, the workload should be halved."

In Zixiao Palace, Emperor Wa looked at the real body of the Heavenly Emperor in the original space of the universe, and showed a dreamlike smile: "Hehe... just kill it."

"In this way, there is no need to mend the sky anymore!"

Zhang Ruoxu, a man of God in the original space of the universe, vomited a few bubbles in protest.

"Protest is ineffective!"

With a grim expression on her face, Nuwa rubbed a Tianxin imprint and threw it at it, expressing her angry interest.

6 years, a full 6 years, do you know how I lived? !

After all, it was almost time to get off work, and you gave me this again, it was too much!

The imprint of Tianxin exploded like fireworks, expressing Nuwa's anger at beating workers.

Refuse to work overtime, my mother refuses to work overtime, do you understand! ! !
The god-man Zhang Ruoxu watched Nuwa calmly, without any movement, because he knew that Nuwa would definitely take the bait.

Although Butian was tired by a billion points, the reward was also generous.

From the fact that Nvwa can rub the mark of Tianxin with her hands, it can be seen that this technology, apart from the emperor of the universe, only Nvwa knows it.

If this order is completed again, Nuwa's understanding of the Dao of Good Fortune will rise in a straight line, and there may be an extra Good Fortune Heavenly Emperor in the universe who can hang and beat real immortals.

At that time, even Emperor Fuxi may not necessarily be Nuwa's opponent.

After a long silence, Nuwa suddenly asked, "Emperor Heaven, where are you?"

The sun and the moon in the universe are not Zhang Ruoxu, and neither are the gods and men of today, or they are just a part of Zhang Ruoxu.

The god-man Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly: "In reincarnation, in time and space."

"The riddleman get out of the big universe." Nuwa rolled her eyes, and then began to reconcile Yin and Yang, mediate good fortune, and further mend the sky.

He said no, but his body was still very honest.

Time and space are high-level mysteries no matter which world the universe is in, and the long river of time in this multiverse is even more taboo. If the Immortal King can intervene in one or two things, even the quasi-immortal emperor would not dare to intervene excessively.

Only the Immortal Emperor who proves Tao, owns the field of emperor, can go back in time, and transcend the world, can play with time and space at will, destroy the heavens with one thought, and resurrect the past with one thought.

There is only one person who can meet the goal of the Immortal Emperor who sent the pottery jar and has goodwill towards the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Do I have any intersection with Emperor Huangtian in the past and future?"

A little bit of Zhang Ruoxu's true spirit recalled the imprint of reincarnation on the clay pot and fell into deep thought. He attained enlightenment in the future and negotiated in the past. Is this the Immortal Emperor? !
It is really an incredible supernatural power, which can ignore the logic of time and space and reverse cause and effect.

Perhaps for the Immortal Emperor, all history is contemporary history.

So do all of our time and space really exist, or are they reflected.

Thinking about everything carefully, is it true that the heavens and myriad worlds today are just a picture scroll, which has been buried for eternity, leaving only a sad picture scroll for a lifetime, and everyone is a person in the picture? !
"Why is it true, why is it false, why is it false, why is it true, this is another cycle of the sun and the moon, a great change."

"Is this reincarnation again?"

Zhang Ruoxu felt the samsara imprint in his body singing and moving, following the pottery to complement each other, like a door that had been dusty for thousands of years, and now the key to open him was ushered in.

Samsara printing.

The stars on the top of the sky are shining brightly, and a little bit of starlight is sprinkled, falling into the mirror pool in the center.

Surrounding the mirror in the central pool, there are a handful of black high-backed chairs placed in the Supreme Hall. The back of the high-backed chairs depicts a square of heavens and universes, outlining patterns, and shining with bright brilliance.

Evidence, origin, authority, and the Trinity resonate in an instant, and the countless clouds dissipate. In an instant, the mirror in the central pool reflects the universe of reincarnation.

The samsara universe is carried by a bright mirror, just like a bright and vast starry sky, large and small stars are reflected in it, there are brilliant suns, bright moons, gorgeous god stars, and pure white comets. There are countless strange things.

Just as the ninth reincarnation universe welcomes Fuxi Daodan, the clay pot is the anchor point of the eighth reincarnation universe.

Zhang Ruo thought about it humbly, and the samsara seal was radiant, echoing the pottery pot, as if it were an invisible bridge, running through time and space, extending into the eighth samsara universe.

The light from the clay pot illuminated the seal of reincarnation, allowing Zhang Ruoxu to see the world in front of him clearly.

The long river of time flows back through the ages, travels through the ancient times, sees the 72 emperors, descends into the age of mythology, and observes the [-] statues, the waves of the river beat through the ages, the waves rise, and the world is born and the world is destroyed.

Traveled through the prehistoric universe, condensed the mysterious world...

Even if you get rid of the six reincarnations, you can't escape the turmoil of that day...

Time freezes at the last moment, the chaotic years, the darkest years in history, the greatest liquidation and turmoil in history.

Therefore, the name is chaos—ancient!

A grain of dust can fill the sea, a piece of grass can cut off the sun, moon, and stars, turning the world upside down at the click of a finger.

It is the continuation of the last years of the immortal ancient times, and it is also the unfolding of the chaotic ancient times. All the heroes rise together, there are thousands of races, all the saints contend for hegemony, and the sky and the earth are in chaos.Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world.

The past and the future meet at a certain node!

Above the mighty river of time, amidst the vastness and chaos, in a quiet and cold plateau, there seemed to be a few ancient voices, with some doubts.

"God?!"

"Human Emperor?!"

"Daozu?!"

"saint……"

Saint in the past, god in the present, future... Innate great Luo Tianxian!
The huge waves rolled over, covering up so many mysteries that even the Immortal Emperor couldn't peek into that period of history.

It was dark and dark, and the scenery was invisible.But the mountain was not quiet, the beasts roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, the trees trembled, and the chaotic leaves fell rustling.

Among the mountains and ravines, wild beasts are rampant, immemorial relics are infested, all kinds of terrifying sounds come and go in the darkness, and they want to split the world.

A clay pot fell from the sky, and countless thunderbolts intertwined and scattered, as if the gods were furious and wanted to kill this heresy who was rebellious and violated the way of heaven.

"roll!"

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, He Lei dares to join me!"

A strange and majestic shout sounded, and words that did not belong to this time and space appeared, making the void quiet, and Wan Lei faded away.

After all the visions disappeared, there was only a clay pot left in place, and a light cocoon was conceived next to the pot, echoing the sound of Hongda's chanting, as if the ancient ancestors were worshiping and offering sacrifices.

"The navel is the ancestral palace, the inside is called Huangting, the heart is called Jianggong, the lungs are called Huagai, the tongue is called Huachi, the soles of the feet are called Yongquan, the one-third inch below the navel is called Fengdu, and the eighteen pans of mountains, rivers and small intestines are the eighteen prisons. The channel of water is called Dihu, and the channel of valley is called Youmen."

"The human body is in harmony with the way of the birth of all things in the sky. The eight notes of the left teeth are golden bells, the eight notes of the right teeth are jade, and the eight notes of the front teeth are the Dharma drum. There are 24 strokes in three and eight to correspond to the 24 qi. .”

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【Therefore: Innate Taoism】

The light cocoon is sacred and extraordinary, like an ancient god sitting upright, making the wild alien species in the mountain forest tremble and dare not do anything wrong.

Covering the sky and covering the sun, the ferocious wild bird with eyes like two blood moons took a look at the light cocoon, and suddenly its feathers trembled, as if it had seen a ghost, and frantically ran for its life.

Walking upright, the astonishingly huge god and demon, who was as tall as a mountain, hesitated for a moment, and walked around.

The golden light was shining brightly, and the rock-like insect centipede shivered, and immediately withdrew for a thousand miles, not daring to come to this place again.

In the early morning, the sun shines like broken gold, and when the light cocoon meets the brilliance, it melts like snow little by little, revealing its true face.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a handsome face, black hair scattered like a waterfall, covering the ground like a half fan, with a black luster, like a lotus flower blooming in the wilderness, like a breeze in the jungle.

But the body is full of scars, blue and purple, like a broken rag doll.

People in Shicun found this young man, and the simple mountain people wanted to rescue him, but they were afraid of getting into trouble, because the young man did not look like a descendant of the Great Wilderness tribe, but more like a descendant of a princely family.

Simple does not mean stupid, no one wants to get into trouble for nothing.

The stone village is not very big, there can be more than 300 people of all ages, men, women and children. The houses are all made of huge stones, simple and natural.

When they found out about outsiders, they spread the word to ten, ten to hundreds, and everyone ran to the end of the village to watch the boy.

"Whether it can be saved or not, everyone should talk about it, and there should be no delay."

The next patriarch, Shi Linhu, the captain of the hunting team, scratched his head anxiously and shouted: "The time for hunting is coming, we are about to set off."

In the wilderness, food is very precious to them and cannot be wasted.

If you set off later today, you will miss the best hunting time. If there are fewer prey, a family may suffer from hunger.

"The origin of this person is unknown, we should ignore him and avoid him. When he is gone, let's go back to Stone Village."

A villager suggested it and got support from many people.

"Uncle Tiger, I don't think he is a bad person."

A little guy shouted in a childish voice, which attracted everyone's attention.

This is a very small child, only one or two years old. He has just learned to walk for a few months. His big eyes are rolling black and white. The whole person is like a white porcelain doll, very cute.

Everyone laughed, relieving the nervous bullying. Shi Linhu also smiled honestly, and asked: "Little Shi Hao, how do you know that he is not a bad person."

Little Shi Hao walked up to the side of the boy, picked up the clay pot, closed his eyes and smelled it vigorously, then smiled and said: "Uncle Tiger, grandpa patriarch, look, this is animal milk!"

"People who eat animal milk are just like the little ones, they are very good."

Xiao Budian's world view is very simple, and he thinks that people who drink animal milk are similar to themselves.

Everyone in the stone village suddenly looked strange, looking at the pottery jug personally identified by the great master of animal milk, Xiao BuDian.

Could it be that this boy also grew up drinking animal milk? !

Otherwise, why would you carry the clay pot with you.

Several children scrambled to take the clay pot, smelled it one after another, and shouted loudly: "It's really animal milk!"

"Little one, you're so smart!"

Little Shi Hao laughed naively, his big black eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, as if he had accomplished something enormous.

"Patriarch, you old man, come up with an idea." A strong man of the hunting team said helplessly
Shi Yunfeng, the old patriarch of Shicun, sighed: "I can't tell the difference, so I have to ask Willow God for instructions."

Immediately banned now, Willow God is the sacrifice spirit of Shicun.

Sacrifice Spirit, also called "Spirit of Sacrifice", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "Spirit of Sacrifice and Support". It guards the village and deters the beasts in the wilderness.

But in Shicun, the earliest worship spirit was not the Willow God.

(End of this chapter)