Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

The light transformed by Ying Zheng went deeper and deeper, and finally landed in front of a palace.

In the main hall, an old Taoist priest sat upright. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, and his figure was thin, with his hands tucked into his wide sleeves. He closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and looked like a wax figure, motionless.

"I am Cansha, nice to meet you. Due to my cultivation, I can only sit here quietly and cannot stand up to greet you. I hope you can forgive me."

The old Taoist didn't move, but his voice was clearly heard by Ying Zheng.

"No problem, I'm sorry to bother you without permission." Ying Zheng bowed and said, "My name is Ying Zheng. I'm passing through this precious place and have been listening to the teachings here for a long time, so I came to visit you."

"Greetings to the ancestor."

Beside Ying Zheng, the Three Pure Ones and others also hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted to the Cansha Ancestor.

"Yes." The silkworm feces ancestor responded.

After greeting them, Cansha Patriarch asked Ying Zheng and the others to sit down wherever they wanted, and his disciples came up and served tea to Ying Zheng and the others.

"I just heard from fellow Daoist what you said, is it because the realm tide is temporarily trapped here?" said the old ancestor Cansha.

"That's right." Ying Zheng nodded.

"I originally practiced Taoism outside the chaos of the Source Realm, and this is my first time to go to the Source Realm. I didn't expect that when I entered the Source Realm, I would encounter the realm tide and was swept to Xiaozhongtian." Ying Zheng said helplessly.

"Haha, fellow Daoist is indeed a bit unlucky." The Cansha Patriarch laughed.

"For so many years, the Source Realm has been absorbing chaos and slowly expanding. There are also many supreme beings and saints from the ancient Source Realm and other places, bringing large and small worlds into the Source Realm. Therefore, every once in a while, the barrier of the Source Realm will expand a little, thus triggering the tide of the realm."

"So that's how it is." Ying Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

He previously only knew that the boundary tides were caused by the activity of the source boundary barrier. Now that Ancestor Cansha had said this, he finally understood it completely.

"According to what the ancestor said, this source world is equivalent to a new world that is slowly growing? Then wouldn't it be possible for it to grow to be comparable to the ancient source world of the past in the future?" Ying Zheng couldn't help but say.

"Yes, but I don't know how long it will take." The Canshi Ancestor sighed.

"The atmosphere of the ancient Origin Realm in the past is incomparable to the current Origin Realm. I only remember that at that time, the Red Luo Immortal Venerable of the Origin Palace gave a sermon, and thousands of venerables came to pay homage, and I was among them. Even after so many years, I still remember that scene."

"What a pity. Later, the catastrophe came without any warning, and the source world was destroyed. I don't know how many masters were buried in the ancient source world. Even masters like Hongluo Xianzun did not escape the catastrophe."

The voice of Cansha Patriarch was full of sighs and lamentations.

Facing his words, Ying Zheng was also somewhat curious. How powerful was the Hongluo Immortal Venerable to make Cansha Patriarch sigh like this?
"I wonder how the old ancestor's current cultivation level compares to that of the Hongluo Immortal?" Ying Zheng asked.

"In the past, I was far behind. But now, I can only see a figure on the road." said the old ancestor Cansha.

"Hiss!" Ying Zheng was slightly startled.

In Ying Zheng's opinion, Cansha Patriarch's strength is not inferior to his own.

To be able to make him say such words, this Hongluo Immortal Venerable must be incredibly powerful.

After hesitating for a moment, Ying Zheng asked, "May I ask, ancestor, is the level of Immortal Venerable higher than that of Supreme Venerable?"

“There should be no road above the Supreme.” The old ancestor Cansha also hesitated for a moment, and then said.

But after saying this, he added: "But in fact, the more there is no road, the wider this road becomes."

"The more scarce the road is, the wider it appears..." Ying Zheng's heart moved and he couldn't help but nodded.

"The road ahead is indeed long." Ying Zheng sighed.

"That's right! That's right!" The Cansha Ancestor nodded, with a hint of joy in his tone.

"The road is endless, it has no end, that's why it's so interesting. Otherwise, living through endless years in vain would be extremely boring."

"Haha, that's right." Ying Zheng nodded with a smile. This old man of silkworm excrement was really a wonderful person, full of humor.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, have you drained the sea of ​​hatred?" The Cansha Patriarch seemed to remember something and asked Ying Zheng.

"Yeah." Ying Zheng nodded.

"What's wrong?" Ying Zheng heard something else in the words of Cansha Patriarch.

"Daoyou, this is truly a righteous act!" said the Cansha Patriarch with emotion.

"The Sea of ​​Hate stretches between my Small Zhongtian and Great Zhongtian. Over the endless years, countless lives have been swept into it by the tides of the realm and died! Now that you have taken away the Sea of ​​Hate, you have really done a great deed."

"It's just a small matter." Ying Zheng said modestly.

"No, this is not a trivial matter." said the Canshi Ancestor.

"To be honest, I have thought about taking over the Sea of ​​Hate over the years, but due to a public case, I was unable to do so."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"I guess fellow Daoist has already met Supreme Shimang, right?" said the Old Ancestor Cansha.

"Yes." Ying Zheng nodded without hiding anything.

"Has the Supreme Shi Mang ever told fellow Taoists who is buried in this sea of ​​hatred and who killed this person?" asked the Old Ancestor Cansha.

"No." Ying Zheng shook his head.

“This…” The Cansha Patriarch smiled bitterly.

"May I ask, ancestor, is there any problem here?" Ying Zheng had a bad feeling in his heart and asked.

"The Supreme Being buried in the Sea of ​​Hate is called Xuan Luo! And the one who killed him is the White Dragon Douluo of the Central Domain Douluo Realm!"

"There is a big case here." The voice of Cansha Patriarch was a little solemn.

"Bai Long has some history with me. Before I achieved the Great Dao of the Supreme Primordial Being, I once listened to the teachings of Hong Luo Xianzun. Bai Long was the same. At that time, he often fought with others, which made the brothers and sisters who were preaching at that time very unhappy."

"Later, he and I both achieved the supreme state and became the true disciples of Hongluo Immortal Venerable. However, I am dull-witted and he is violent. We are completely different, so we don't have much in common."

"Later, the Ancient Origin Realm was shattered. He and I both managed to escape the disaster by chance. We are considered rare lucky ones. I remember that there were only 20 to 30 Supreme Beings who survived at that time! Thinking about it now, we were really lucky to have escaped the disaster by chance."

"The five Yuanzuns joined forces to protect our large area of ​​​​realm fragments and escaped. They recreated the boundary barrier to protect this world, and then disappeared. Therefore, the remaining twenty or so Supremes of us have become the people with the highest cultivation and status in the new Origin Realm, and the most respected."

"After the Ancient Origin Realm was shattered, we are still alive. Since we are alive, we must continue to practice and live. There are more than 20 of us, and each of us has accepted disciples and spread the Tao."

"The same is true for Bai Long. At that time, Xuan Luo and Shi Mang were among his disciples, and they were the two most outstanding disciples under his command." "Xuan Luo and Shi Mang achieved the supreme state after the ancient source world was shattered. After they achieved the supreme state, they were qualified to become masters. But Bai Long had a strong desire for control, and often used Xuan Luo and Shi Mang to squeeze their value and make them do things they didn't want to do. This eventually led to a rift between master and disciple."

"After they turned against each other, they fought fiercely for many times. Bai Long's cultivation was higher than Xuan Luo and Shi Mang, but although the two men achieved enlightenment after Bai Long, they were extremely talented. Bai Long was defeated when they joined forces. Bai Long had to suppress his anger."

"But the matter is not over yet. Bai Long cannot defeat Xuan Luo and Shi Mang together, so he secretly waits for the opportunity for the two to be left alone..."

"Later, Shi Mang went to the Ancient Origin Realm and borrowed Xuan Luo's Twelve Realms Bell. Then Bai Long came to attack Xuan Luo and killed him?" Ying Zheng interrupted.

"That's right!" The Canshi Ancestor nodded.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng already knows what happened next."

"After Xuan Luo died, Shi Mang returned from the Ancient Origin Realm and was filled with remorse when he learned of his best friend's death. Bai Long was even more ruthless. After killing Xuan Luo, he also wanted to kill Shi Mang. In the Sea of ​​Hate, he set up a large formation and waited for Shi Mang to enter."

"Who would have thought that Shi Mangji, who used the Twelve Realms Stone Bell and two other primordial treasures, the Water and Fire Yin-Yang Mirror and the Triple Thunder Tribulation Gate, could stop the white dragon with his own strength."

"The two fought on the Sea of ​​Hate for nearly 100,000 years. Although Bai Long had the upper hand, he could not kill Shi Mang. Although Shi Mang wanted to avenge his best friend, he was powerless and could only protect himself. In the stalemate, Bai Long gave up."

"After Shi Mang temporarily escaped the disaster, he built a cenotaph for Xuan Luo in the sea of ​​hatred, and then sealed himself in the tomb to be buried with his best friend. Bai Long made a harsh statement. If Shi Mang did not come out, it would be fine. But if he came out again, he would kill him next time! Shi Mang also said that when he came out again, only one of him and Bai Long would survive."

"The Sea of ​​Hate is Xuan Luo's cemetery. In addition, Shi Mang and Bai Long have made a life-and-death bet. Therefore, most supreme beings are unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the Sea of ​​Hate, for fear of causing karma."

As Cansha Patriarch said this, he also smiled awkwardly, "It is the same with me. Although I have lived longer, I am not good at fighting with others and cannot afford to provoke them. I am really sorry to make you laugh."

"No, no!" Ying Zheng waved his hand, "This old man is a true practitioner."

"A cultivator should sit quietly on the cloud platform and cultivate enlightenment. Fighting and killing every day is not what a cultivator should do. Moreover, if you have cultivated to the supreme fruit of the Tao and still have murderous intentions at every turn, you are really not a human being."

Ying Zheng said this, and then he touched his chin again, "But listen to the old ancestor, I drained the sea of ​​hatred, alarmed Shi Mang, and caused Shi Mang to be born. Is it equivalent to provoking the cause and effect between Shi Mang and Bai Long?"

"Isn't this very dangerous for Little Leaf?" Nuwa, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but interrupt.

"Could it be that the Supreme White Dragon will vent his anger on Ying Zheng?" Laozi also frowned.

"This is too unreasonable." Tongtian Sect Master said subconsciously.

"No one can tell for sure about this kind of thing. I say this just to remind fellow Daoist Ying Zheng. If you go to the Douluo Realm in the future, or meet the Supreme White Dragon, you must be careful." said the Cansha Patriarch.

"Well, thank you for the reminder, ancestor." Ying Zheng nodded and bowed to the Cansha ancestor to express his gratitude.

After learning about the past of Hate Sea from the Old Ancestor Cansha, they chatted some more about cultivation and the Ancient Source Realm, and then Ying Zheng said goodbye and left.

Ancestor Cansha had already attained enlightenment before the Ancient Source Realm was shattered, so he naturally knew a lot about the Ancient Source Realm, at least much more than Taoist Bailue.

There is nothing we can do about it.

When the Source Realm was shattered, Taoist Bai Luo was just a saint. He had just caught a glimpse of the scenery above when he encountered such a shocking catastrophe as the ancient Source Realm was shattered.

He was extremely lucky to be alive.

However, when he thought about the fact that Xuan Luo and Shi Mang achieved enlightenment after the destruction of the Ancient Source Realm, and that they had been the Supreme Hunyuan for who knows how many years, Ying Zheng couldn't help but secretly complain that Bai Lu Taoist's aptitude and comprehension were really not good enough!
No wonder Patriarch Wujie always asked him to run errands and didn't take him seriously at all.

When Patriarch Cansha finished his sermon, the tide of the realm was almost stopping. Now was naturally the time for Ying Zheng and his companions to leave Xiaozhongtian and head for Xuantian.

The boundary barrier of Xiaozhongtian is very similar to the barrier of the source realm. Both are a very special space barrier, like a thin film.

But in fact, this film is very thick. At least after Ying Zheng entered the film, he walked for a long time before entering the void between Xiaozhongtian and Xuantian.

After crossing the void, you will enter Xuantian.

The situation in Xuantian was obviously different from that in Xiaozhongtian. However, Ying Zheng had no time to appreciate the scenery in Xuantian. After entering Xuantian, he immediately concealed his own cause and effect and qi.

He did this naturally to prevent Ancestor Wujie from noticing his arrival and murderous intentions.

Afterwards, under the guidance of Taoist Bailue, Ying Zheng went straight to the Taoist temple of Patriarch Wujie.

Xuantian is also vast and boundless. Although Patriarch Wujie is also a supreme being in the temple, he only occupies one part of Xuantian.

The realm where he is located is called the Wujie Divine Realm, named after the ancestor Wujie, and is ruled and protected by him.

After Ying Zheng quietly came to the Wujie Divine Realm, he quickly found the Taoist temple of the Wujie Ancestor.

Unlike the Cansha Patriarch, who placed his temple in the sky close to the world barrier, the Wujie Patriarch's temple is located directly on the earth.

There is no place for practice.

Everything seemed to be the same as usual, with many disciples coming in and out.

However, suddenly, a big palm fell from the sky and slammed hard on Wujie Dojo.

Boom!

The terrifying force crushed down and shattered Wujie Dojo on the spot.

In the dojo, many disciples who were coming in and out or practicing in seclusion did not even have time to react before they were beaten to death by this slap.

"Hmm?" Ying Zheng's voice sounded with a hint of hesitation.

"Wujie, old dog, get out here!" Ying Zheng shouted sternly, his voice shaking the ten directions like thunder.

Rumble!
The earth in all directions trembled, and with Wujie Daochang as the center, the earth within a radius of billions of miles suddenly collapsed.

No, it’s not the earth that collapsed, but the space-time around Wujie Dojo collapsed!

A large area centered on the Wujie Dojo was dragged into the void in one breath by a terrifying magical power.

Then, from outside the land of billions of miles in radius, three high platforms rose up, surrounding this area from three sides.

These three high platforms stood in the void, each of them was tens of millions of feet high. On each of the platforms, there was a supreme true body that could reach the sky and penetrate the earth!
"Hmph! There really is a villain who wants to harm me!" A heavy cold snort sounded in the void.

The person who spoke was a Taoist priest who was sitting on one of the three high platforms.

His hair and beard were half white, his eyes were cold, he was wearing a dark Taoist robe, and holding a yellow banner with a number of precious swords embroidered on it with golden threads. It was obvious that this person was the Wujie Patriarch.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I had a sudden impulse and sensed that someone had murderous intentions. I have been preparing this formation for you for a long time since then! Today, you finally took the bait!"

Ancestor Wujie sneered. (End of this chapter)