Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 687 Game World
In the vast void, above the sea of ​​stars, there is a giant python as big as the universe, sitting there dozing with its eyes closed.

Below him, there are thirteen majestic Mahayana masters, with hazy rays of light and auspicious mist lingering around them.

Just when Cao Wei in green was telling Mu Xuan, Ming Xin and Shi Heng everything, the giant python suddenly changed. The black scales all over its body quickly turned red, revealing its true form as a member of the Zhulong clan.

Zhu Ying was born with a human face and a snake body, and the vertical eye between its eyebrows showed signs of opening.

"Does it have to be this way?" Xuanyuan Sect's founder, Venerable Mingyu, sighed softly.

Hearing this, Zhu Ying looked down and asked in a deep voice, "When did you understand the reason?"

"Although Shiheng attained enlightenment in the Lingxuan Realm, he is also the ancestor of the Mahayana Buddhism of our Xuanyuan Sect!" Mingyu said slowly.

Another great master of Xuanyuan Sect, Youtu, raised his head and said, "Zhu Ying, the way of heaven and earth is cyclical. Even if our spiritual world is destroyed one day, we may be able to be reborn again."

Xuanyuan Sect is the oldest sect in the Linghuan Realm today, and its incense has been passed down for nearly twenty years.

During these long years, this sect had produced many Mahayana monks, not just Mingyu, Youtu and Shiheng.

It's just that some of the Mahayana monks did not figure out the mystery of Yuanhui, while others voluntarily sacrificed themselves to merge with the Tao and complete the origin of all things in the spiritual world.

When a Mahayana master gives back to the heaven and earth the mysterious rules that he has realized, it means that this world will usher in an extremely glorious and prosperous era.

In the next tens of thousands of years, this world, between heaven and earth, within the six directions, was full of spiritual energy and the rhyme of Tao was manifested. Not to mention the cultivators, even ordinary people would have a lifespan of twenty or thirty decades.

In the last two or three kalpas, the origin of the Linghuan Realm has weakened, and its own status has been showing signs of declining.

If there were not more than ten Mahayana monks still in the world, this world would be no different from an ordinary small thousand world.

However, people from all walks of life have long called the Linghuan Realm the Small Huanjie.

Upon hearing what You Tu said, Zhu Ying chuckled disapprovingly.

Then he thought about it and captured a giant turtle from the small world.

As soon as this turtle arrived in the void, a phantom of a world appeared on its back, which was slowly taking shape.

Seeing this, Zhu Ying said calmly, "Do you think that by obtaining some of the broken origins of Lingdai and Lingjiao, you can create a new world from them?"

At this point, He chuckled and asked, "Do you know that even if a new world is created, it still needs to have the potential to be promoted to the Great Thousand World. How great is the cost?"

As soon as these words fell, the ancestor of Piaomiao Valley, who was also one of the Five Saint Sects, said slowly: "It is nothing more than a sacrifice of our bodies to complete the origin of all the ways in this world. If the decline of the Linghuan Realm reaches an irreversible level, when it is destroyed, it will be the time for us to protect all living beings in the world and go to this new world. But by that time, we will no longer be in this world, so I will have to trouble you to take care of us."

While speaking, he looked at Zhu Ying with an indifferent expression. Although he no longer believed in this innate sacred being in his heart, he could only place his last hope on him.

Otherwise, this new world that hopes to ascend to the great universe will only become a piece of fat meat in the mouths of all parties.

In this way, all their efforts would be wasted.

As he spoke, Shi Heng's mind moved, and a ray of spiritual consciousness crossed over the vast void and condensed into a Taoist body, standing in front of Zhu Ying.

One is a behemoth as huge as the universe, and the other is the size of an ordinary person.

In front of Zhu Ying, Shi Heng's Taoist body is not even worth a speck of dust.

However, once He appeared, Zhu Ying looked like a powerful enemy, ready to attack.

When they reach this level, whether it is a thought, a wisp of divine consciousness, or a Taoist body, they can guide the deity to come at any time.

As soon as he arrived here, Shi Heng sighed softly, bowed slightly, and said slowly: "Senior, the road ahead depends on how you choose!"

Hearing this, Zhu Ying chuckled and transformed herself into a beautiful woman in palace dress with a cold expression through her thoughts.

He took a light step forward and came in front of Shi Heng, saying calmly: "The little fellow from the past has now become something of a force to be reckoned with."

"I'm still far behind the seniors!" Shi Heng said lightly.

"Too modest." Zhu Ying shook her head slightly.

Having said this, He stretched out His hand, and a ball of chaotic energy shaped like a spiritual fruit appeared on His palm.

In this Dao Fruit, the stars in the sky are slowly circling, extremely gorgeous and beautiful, as if containing thousands of great ways, constantly being destroyed and reborn.

Then Zhu Ying sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "I didn't expect that I would also be pecked in the eyes by you little geese. I have spent hundreds of thousands of years exhausting my energy, and the three thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance that I separated from them helped Bo Yang complete the most difficult first step of beheading the three corpses. But no matter whether it is Bo Yang or my uncle, they will have to fight in the end."

After saying this, he casually threw the Half-Step True Immortal Fruit in his hand away.

The next moment, Mingxin, who was in the Linglong Realm, thought about it and took it in through the air.

However, at this moment, a blood shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, trying to take away the Taoist fruit.

However, when the blood shadow was about to touch, it suddenly stopped and stood still, revealing its true form, which was Bingzheng.

Mingxin chuckled, walked towards it slowly, gently picked up the Half-Step True Immortal Fruit, and merged it into his body.

Then He looked at Bingzheng and chuckled, "Among my three thousand blood demon bodies, you are the most mischievous. If I let you succeed so easily, wouldn't fellow Taoists from all realms laugh their teeth off? You, you picked the right time, but why are you so reckless? Can't you spend more time thinking about it?"

As he spoke, Mingxin waved his hand and dispelled the restrictions on Bingzheng.

But even though his deeds were exposed, Bingzheng did not show any fear. Instead, he withdrew his hand and said calmly, "This is a nearly impossible thing. The more preparations are made in the early stages, the more complicated it is, and the lower the possibility of success. It is better to rely on a whim, isn't it?"

"That's true!" Mingxin chuckled.

Then he held his breath and Bingzheng turned into a ball of blood mist and was sucked into his body.

Mingxin was seen slowly rising into the air, disappearing into the Linglong Realm, and arriving in Taixu.

The next moment, the Phoenix traveled through endless time and space, flapped its wings, and turned into a middle-aged man with a stern look. In the distance, a giant claw comparable to the size of a small world tore through the void, and then a majestic Qilin stepped out from it.

As he walked, Di Lin transformed into a vigorous old man with extremely sharp eyes.

Tianfeng and Dilin were like two guardian gods, standing on Mingxin's left and right.

The next moment, the three thousand Blood God Sons spread across the various realms all turned into rolling blood mist, carrying with them some of the origin of their respective worlds, and came continuously through the air towards Mingxin.

After dozens of breaths, He slowly opened his eyes, revealing his scarlet, sharp fangs, and grinned, "Shiheng, thank you."

After saying that, Mingxin and Shiheng both turned their gazes towards Linglong Realm, overlooking the Ziwei Dojo in the center of the North Pole.

Xuan Ji, who was in the middle of it, looked at the figure lying in the clouds and dozing, and sighed softly: "You are just afraid of chaos in the world, why did you tell the truth to these young people? Aren't you afraid that you will be killed by your own three corpses?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Wei in green shirt took out a pot of wine, raised his head and drank it, then laughed heartily: "They should be more powerful, it would be best if they could join forces to kill me too. Brother Xuanji, you guys are so scheming, always wanting to play it safe, but don't you think this is too boring? Life is just a play, just enjoy it!"

After he finished speaking, as his mind moved, the ball of ancient immortal energy in Xuanji's hand broke away and flew out of the Taoist temple.

This immortal energy transformed into colorful rays of light, enveloped Mu Xuan, and completely sank into his body.

Cao Wei, who had just returned to the Lingxuan Realm, frowned slightly and shook his head slowly: "If I had known that this guy would be so jumpy, I shouldn't have sent him to Xuanji in the first place."

Between the words, the boundless evil spirit that was born in the battle to slay the immortal was revealed.

They broke away from the edge of the membrane of all realms and poured into his fog of life and death.

In a moment, this small world has transformed into the underworld, and the new six realms of reincarnation are taking shape.

Xuanfu Cao Wei seemed to say to himself: "If you keep making trouble like this, don't blame me for beheading you first!"

Cao Wei, who was dressed in green, grinned and said, "How could I be as cautious as you are? You and I are really different!"

"This is Xuan Hong, not Bo Yang!" Xuanfu Cao Wei said slowly.

"No, it's just you." Cao Wei in green shirt said with a smile.

Although both of them believed that they were one and the same, they could not stand each other's behavior.

On the other side, upon noticing Cao Wei's actions, Zhu Ying's face suddenly changed, and he revealed his true form of Zhulong, trying his best to forcibly suppress the restless virtual world.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Daoist Boyang, are you so impatient?"

These words rang in the ears of the two Cao Weis at the same time.

Hearing this, Cao Wei in green sat up suddenly and summoned an ancient scroll from the Ziwei Taoist temple. He grabbed the scroll and casually raised it, spreading it forward like a road, and the other end sank into the void.

On this painting, there are two extremely simple lines, one in black and red, which are winding and intersecting with each other, just like the undulating mountains.

This item is Xuan Ji's natal Xuantian treasure, named 'Gong Yi Tu'.

However, as soon as Qingshan took a step forward, the road under his feet suddenly disappeared, and the scroll returned to Xuanji's hands.

He clutched the scroll, frowned as he looked at Cao Wei, and said in a deep voice, "You just promised me that you would not go out, are you going to break your promise?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei in green shirt smiled and said, "It was me who agreed just now, it has nothing to do with me now."

"Your competitive nature hasn't changed at all. Have you been living a dog's life for eight million years? Now Zhuying, Sanyuan, Heishan, Liaoruo, and Zulong have already prepared everything, and are waiting for you to show up. Although Linglong has temporarily suppressed Sansheng's worldly body, it also means that He is no longer able to stop the revival of the Five Elements. If Zhuying takes Houtu as the main focus and forcibly integrates the other four, Ju Mang, into it, the revival of the Five Elements will be unstoppable." Xuanji said in a deep voice.

At this point, He sighed softly: "How do you know whether Taihe, Shuifu, and Longbo have really fallen? And is Sansheng really helping you? Don't act so rashly anymore. Aren't the lessons from eight million years ago enough? Brother Boyang, although you have made great progress in these years, they haven't stood still either."

"Just a few of them?" Cao Wei in green shirt chuckled.

“There are also Mahayana monks in the heavens who are subject to the mark of reincarnation. Although most of them are very young and their cultivation is average, if there are enough of them, they can bite you to death.” Xuan Ji sighed lightly.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei in Green Shirt laughed and said, "They? Anyone who practices my method, as long as there is any abnormality, is no longer a Mahayana cultivator."

At this point, He shook his head slightly and said, "If this deity wishes, all the cultivation they have done over the years will be given to me."

"What about Mu Xuan, Ming Xin and Shi Heng? From what I know about you, you might even be involved by then. It's not a pleasant feeling to have enemies everywhere in the world!" Xuan Ji sighed.

"It's just a game of life. It's more interesting this way, isn't it?" Cao Wei in green shirt said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Xuanji couldn't help but shook her head slightly: "Brother Boyang, aren't you afraid that things will be out of your control? You have just revived for more than 5,000 years, and you haven't recovered your strength in your heyday. Now I will not let you go no matter what. Wait at least another 6,000 years, preferably another two or three Yuanhui, until the Linghuan Realm is destroyed. By then, you will devour the origin of the three realms. Who in the world can be your opponent?"

After saying this, He completely sealed off the temple, disappeared into the chaos, and isolated himself from the outside world.

Upon seeing this, Cao Wei in Xuanfu glanced at Taixu indifferently, and then walked into the fog of life and death derived from his own inner scene at a leisurely pace, and disappeared into the Lingxuan Realm.

The next moment, Zhu Ying and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that it is not the right time yet. Now it is our turn! Senior, do you agree to become the protector of this new world?" Shi Heng said slowly.

As he spoke, he looked at the hazy illusory world on the back of the giant turtle.

As soon as these words fell, Mingyu and other Mahayana masters from the Linghuan Realm all looked at Zhuying, waiting for his answer.

However, if Shi Heng can survive this catastrophe, he can become the protector of all living beings in this new world.

However, now, in order to prevent the small universe from falling into the land of Guixu, they have become the pillars of the sky and are trapped in the sea of ​​stars, unable to get out. They can hardly help Shiheng in any way and are really unworthy of the title of seniors.

And now, this matter should have a conclusion.

This is the last thing that these Mahayana masters can do for all sentient beings in the spiritual world.

(End of this chapter)