Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 827: Counterattack Horn, Everything is Holy

Song Ciwan adjusted the scales of heaven and earth.

This was the first time that she used the Scale not to collect supplies or to trade for her harvest, but as her own magical treasure and weapon!
The scale pan establishes heaven and earth, the scale beam runs through the universe, and the power of the scale suppresses time and space.

In the vast world and the vast universe, the worms in that distant world just hissed a few times, and the turbid and polluted breath seemed to follow the cause and effect line calculated by Song Ciwan and come to the Jiuzhou world at this time.

Or maybe, even if Song Ciwan didn't make any calculations, as long as he followed the death route of the Worry Insect Lord and the locations of countless secret realms in the spiritual world, the terrifying worm would sooner or later find Jiuzhou.

Sitting and waiting for death is not Song Ciwan's style, so she simply unfolds the long river of time and space at this moment.

As the long river unfolded, time seemed to become a controllable hourglass in Song Ciwan's palm.

She wrapped the world of Kyushu with a long river, blending real time with imaginary time.

The reality is that only a moment has passed, but in the territory of Jiuzhou, all living beings who have grasped the fragments of the Great Dao and are trying to understand the Dao have truly walked in the world of the Dao for a thousand years.

As for the rest of the living beings who have not been able to comprehend the fragments of the Great Dao, they have not entered the void and have not seen the path of the Dao, so naturally they cannot experience the changes that occur in an instant or a thousand years.

They were like the worm in the distant world, and only vaguely felt that only a moment had passed.

At this moment, the worm twisted its body and laid dozens of eggs. The chaotic and polluted breath followed the line of cause and effect and advanced towards a certain road in the void.

At this moment, the creatures on earth shouted "Heaven", and were looking at the long river in the sky with wonder and fear.

At this moment, Song Ciwan successfully analyzed the mystery of the "cultivation time" of the heaven and earth scale, and used the principle to build a different cultivation space in reality.

At the same time, she mobilized most of the various human desires, divine breath, demon hearts and other air masses stored in the scales of heaven and earth. Burning these air masses, relying on them as energy, she achieved such a large-scale "instant millennium".

As she did this, she received a steady stream of other air masses of greater variety.

[Spiritual charm, the spiritual charm of enlightenment of the True Immortal in the Lianxu period, three taels and four coins, can be sold as a bargain. ]

[Spiritual charm, the enlightenment spiritual charm of the ancient demon saint-level demon, seven taels and two cents, can be sold as collateral. ]

[Spiritual charm, the spiritual charm of enlightenment of the martial saint in the realm of innate true self, five taels and two cents, can be sold as collateral. ]

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Song Ciwan summoned the long river of time and space, burning things like [human desires, demon hearts, divine breath] to achieve a long-term enlightenment effect of a thousand years for all living beings in the world. The spiritual charm generated by countless living beings when they attained enlightenment would be taken away by the scale of heaven and earth when it dissipated.

The longer the creatures in the world comprehend the Tao, the more spiritual energy they generate. Although Song Ciwan consumes more energy, he also gains more.

Thus, a wonderful cycle is formed.

And at a certain moment, she suddenly received a unique spiritual aura!

[Spiritual charm, a practitioner of the Dao of Painting in the Perception Realm breaks through the Qingming Realm and enters the Tianming Realm, becoming a saint instantly. The spiritual charm released is 23 jin and 9 liang, which can be traded.]

Break through the Qingming Realm, enter the Tianming Realm, and become a saint instantly!

The practice of scholars in the perception realm is also called a great scholar, and the combat power of this realm is roughly equivalent to that of a celestial being among the immortal cultivators.

After the Perception Realm is the Qingming Realm, which is also called the Half-Saint. Although it is only called the Half-Saint, its combat power is no different from that of the True Immortal Martial Saint. To some extent, it may even be stronger!
This was determined by the characteristics of the scholars' cultivation. A half-saint was already a living saint. As for the true sage realm, not to mention that it did not exist in the Great Zhou Dynasty, even in the many years of history before the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was only a legend and not a real existence.

In fact, there was not even a living semi-saint in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, among the many paths of cultivation, the path of scholars, except popular among court officials, is often abandoned in the real world of cultivation.

This path has a very strong upper limit, but it is almost impossible to reach.

Then there is another saying that the saints in the realm of destiny are, to some extent, equivalent to the realm of harmony among immortal cultivators.

Is this statement wrong?
correct!
The vast Nine Provinces, with billions of lives. Wen Jiao, who was once a fisherman, entered the Tao through painting and became the first talented cultivator in the Nine Provinces to reach the Heavenly Fate Realm in ten thousand years.

When Wen Jiao became a saint, the rain of starlight floating in the dark world suddenly scattered.

A mysterious road like light smoke suddenly descended from the vast river surrounding Kyushu. On both sides of this road, there seemed to be countless figures flying back and forth.

They hold brushes of various colors, some are bold and open, some are unrestrained and unrestrained, some are graceful and delicate, and some are elegant and extraordinary...

They are all clearly old figures from ancient times, yet each one of them is so vivid.

They congratulated with their pens and prayed with their paintings, expressing their gratitude that one day, billions of years later, someone inherited the art of painting and fulfilled his destiny.

In the long river, they are waiting for a fight!
On the ground, Wen Jiao stood up, folded her hands on her chest, and walked solemnly onto the road.

The smoke was light and the river was long, but in a flash, she followed the guidance of the road and arrived at the skymost part of the dark world.

After crossing the vast river, I saw the man standing on the river, with his feet on the waves.

Wen Jiao's chest was filled with emotions. The first thing she said when she saw Song Ciwan was: "Fairy, I see you again!"

She couldn't say anything nice, nor could she use words to accurately express her excitement and gratitude at the moment. She could only say dryly, "Fairy, I see you again."

After saying this, the fairy in front of him smiled and said, "Yes, after so many years, you have become a saint, Friend Wen. Now there is a great enemy in the outer space of Jiuzhou, and I want to counterattack. I hope you can fight alongside me, are you willing?"

Of course I am willing!
Wen Jiao had never hated herself for being so tongue-tied as she did at that moment. She could only nod her head immediately, and at the same time, she held down her heart that was about to jump out of her chest with excitement, and said repeatedly: "I do, fairy, I do!"

She didn't even ask what the enemy was, nor did she ask where the so-called "outside the sky" was.

She was just afraid that her voice would be a little slow in saying "yes" and would not express her determination to follow him.

Although she became a saint instantly, in front of the fairy, she felt that she would always be a mortal wandering in Bailidang.

I only wish the fairy would pick up the pen again and write "you" between her eyebrows.

Wen Jiao agreed quickly, and saw the fairy in front of her suddenly smile, like stars suddenly blooming and spring flowers blooming.

Wen Jiao's violently beating heart suddenly calmed down, and she felt light again, as if she was flying in a happy sea of ​​flowers.

Beyond the distant sky, if there is a journey, it is only a fight to the death.