I am practicing Shushan Taoism in the realm of cultivating immortals

Chapter 211 Worshiping Heavenly Venerable in Miro Palace

Originally, the appearance of a new Taiyi was a major event that would cause a sensation in the entire fairy world.

Unfortunately, Wang Chong was suppressed by Tianzun's providence to suppress all the visions of Taiyi. Not to mention, Wang Chong himself was also suppressed by the vast providence and almost lost his Daoist heart.

His experience this time can be said to be the most low-key Taiyi since the beginning of the world, and of course the most aggrieved Taiyi.

But no matter how aggrieved he was, he didn't dare to have any resentment in his heart, but he still accepted it with a smile.

And not only that.
"There is nothing wrong with the poor Taoist, you wait to guard the dojo well, and the poor Taoist will go to the Qingwei Tian Miluo Palace."

Wang Chong patted Baihe Boy and Qingniu with a forced smile on his face.

Wang Chong thought a lot about this time when Tianzun showed his power in the chaos.

But when he woke up, he forgot all about it. Wang Chong knew that he had killed his own thoughts, and he didn't want to get them back. From my own considerations, it is better not to superfluous now.

The rest of the thoughts were all cut off, but one thought remained, and that was to go to the Miluo Palace to meet the Heavenly Venerable.

Qingweitian, Dachitian, and Yuyutian are collectively called the Sanqingtian, without the invitation of the three heavenly lords, let alone Wang Chong, a junior who has just become Taiyi, even those big Luos will not be able to enter. Although it is under the Great Luotian, because of the three celestial beings, it is more noble than the supreme Daluotian.

Maybe this is the so-called; if the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals!
Wang Chong didn't know why he left this idea at that time, and he didn't know how to enter Qingweitian, but he also believed that since he left this idea at that time, he would definitely be able to go to Qingweitian and see To Tianzun.

This confidence comes for no reason. Hmm. Why do these words feel familiar?

At this moment, Wang Chong didn't know how many thoughts came up in his mind.

"Sir, do you want to go too?"

Baihe boy looked a little sad, his head was lowered and his eyes were red.

He thought that he would not be seen by the master if he lowered his head, but how could Wang Chong hide it from him?
Perhaps because he couldn't see his own future clearly, or because he was panicked about meeting Tianzun, Wang Chong rarely had some empathy with Boy Baihe. He sighed, touched his braid, and said softly:

"Don't worry, the master will not want you."

"Master" 'Moo' Boy Baihe and Qingniu raised their heads at the same time, staring blankly at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong smiled slightly, waved his hands, and with a movement in his heart, he had the idea of ​​going to Qingweitian, and the surrounding space, time, and matter all changed.

"Is this the Miro Palace?"

Miaomiao Jinque, 81 steps, white jade ladder, connected to the highest.

With a sound of "squeak", the palace door opened by itself, and a Taoist with big sleeves came stepping from the palace.

This Taoist has a three-foot long beard and a simple complexion. He is wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe tied with a straw rope, and there is a small seal that Wang Chong is very familiar with hanging on it: Fantian Seal.

"Junior brother is so slow to come, but I have to wait for a long time." Daoist Guangcheng stood up with a smile.

Hearing the word "junior brother", Wang Chong's heart tightened, he didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly saluted and bowed: "I have met senior brother."

Daoist Guangcheng chuckled, stepped forward two steps to help Wang Chongdao:
"Don't be too polite, let's go, the teacher has been waiting for you for a long time."

As he said that, he pulled Wang Chong to go in. This great sage was indeed a member of the Great Luo, but under his pull, Wang Chong couldn't resist at all.

Seeing that he was about to get started, Wang Chong hurriedly struggled and asked, "Brother Guangcheng, what etiquette should I use to meet my teacher?"

Wang Chong also hit the snake with the stick, Guangcheng called out 'junior brother' and he called senior brother, but now he even called 'teacher', if Taoist Taiming saw him, he would definitely say 'there is something wrong Only a teacher can have his disciples. '

The Great Sage Guangcheng smiled, and said lightly: "Yuanshi Wuxiang."

Then he sang: "There has never been a beginning and no calamity. In the Miro Palace, there is a big Luo."

Before Wang Chong could figure out what this 'Yuanshi Wuxiang' meant, and before he had finished listening to the verse, he was forcibly dragged into the Miro Palace by Taoist Guangcheng.

Stepping into this place, Wang Chong's physical body seemed to have been starving all the time, a stunted child greedily absorbing the endless ancestral qi here.

The changes in the physical body are still small, but the spiritual realm is constantly rising, as if a real ascension, and a glimpse of the magnificent and supreme Jinque Yujing.

A celestial deity wearing 72-color robes sits cross-legged on a cloud bed, holding a precious orb in his hand, which emits infinite light, and everything in the universe is contained in it.

Is this Yuanshi Fuli Orb?Then what am I?
After comparing the orb in Tianzun's hand, and thinking about his own "Yuanshi Fuli Orb", Wang Chong was a little ashamed, and decided in his heart that after returning, he would change his name to "myself".

A bright and pure circle of light hangs behind Tianzun's head, which evolves into a chaotic image of birth and death.

In the void, hundreds of millions of golden lotuses bloom, and golden lamps rise from among the golden lotuses. The lights flicker, illuminating the heavens and worlds, and insight into the darkness of people's hearts.

Under this light, all ghosts and ghosts cannot escape, and all ghosts and monsters dare not make mistakes.

The lamp is raised in the lotus, and the lotus is born in the lamp. The cycle goes on and on, and the life is endless.

The Dharma body of Tianzun is immeasurable, it seems to be infinitely high, infinitely far away, and it seems to be close to the eyes, and every detail must be revealed. It is above the heavens, and it seems to be in the world. Home is supreme.

This was Wang Chong's first impression, and his own mind seemed to be elevated to the level of Da Luo, and he saw more truth.

Couldn't help blinking, Baoxiang Majestic disappeared, all kinds of golden flower visions dissipated, Tianzun on the cloud bed, I don't know when, but he was lying reclined, so he had no image.

Wang Chong couldn't believe his eyes, he rubbed it, but Tianzun changed again, this time he looked at him with a half-smile, just one glance, Wang Chong's little heart trembled so much that he couldn't tremble anymore, even the big Luo Angle also fell out, and quickly fell to the ground.

"Disciple Wang Chong, pay homage to the teacher."

The hall was silent, and all the daluos with blurred faces under Tianzun's seat turned their heads with smiles and looked at Wang Chong. The Great Sage Guangcheng beside him smiled slightly, stepped aside, and sat down on the futon.

"Are you really my disciple?" After a while, Tianzun asked leisurely, pointing directly at people's hearts.

Wang Chong's clothes were immediately soaked in cold sweat, and he raised his head to look at the calm Tianzun.

Wang Chong was stunned. For some reason, Tianzun obviously had no expression, and his eyes were only the appearance of the birth and death of the universe, but Wang Chong felt a glimmer of expectation from all these appearances.

And all the guests in Miluo Palace also showed a hint of encouragement.

For some reason, Wang Chong's heart was inexplicably sore, he wanted to say something but he couldn't say it, and finally thousands of words came to his mouth, but he only turned into one sentence.

"Disciple Wang Chong, pay homage to the teacher."

(End of this chapter)