I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 545: The Limit of Heaven and Earth, Shining on the Earth (5k)

At the end of the Dharma era, the speed at which the Great Wilderness declined was much faster than the present world, and almost everything suffered from the iron fist of the version.

When spiritual energy revived, the progress of the Great Wilderness's recovery has always been faster than that of the present world, almost one version ahead of the present world.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky. At the intersection leading to the wilderness, the strongest man guarding Shenzhou was a cliff-like force that was one version stronger than the others. He had been sitting on the ceiling, and as the version progressed, his strength rose along with the ceiling.

Even though the current version lags behind that of the Great Wilderness, the old Taoist priest is enough to hold his own against ten thousand.

Those messy things in this world dare to stir up trouble and cause big events, because they all know that the old Taoist priest cannot leave.

They also knew to avoid the large area near the sea of ​​clouds and not to get in the way.

If you jump in the face, you might get pressed to the ground and rubbed.

The old Taoist priest’s realm is high enough and his Taoism is profound enough, but unfortunately, when it comes to fighting, he has to rely on strength.

The sixth stage for warriors has not been determined yet. In the early stage of spiritual energy recovery, those who try to sprint still have a small chance of survival. The higher the progress of spiritual energy recovery, the more difficult it will be to survive after attempting to sprint.

It is the same for Taoists. Borrowing supernatural powers, granting ordnance and casting spells are all subject to version restrictions.

The crack in the sea of ​​clouds is not like the intersection of the underworld. It is just a physical entrance to the basement and is actually very easy to guard.

This sea of ​​clouds is actually a crack leading to the wilderness. There is no physical entrance, so it is difficult to monitor it by setting up a few cameras.

Due to the version limitations, the old Taoist priest himself felt that it was already difficult for him to guard this place with his strength.

After all, he is still a flesh and blood body, and he is also not young anymore, so it is impossible for him to open the big altar continuously to complete the spellcasting burst.

Even so far, he has been able to suppress anything that has tried to come through the cracks in the sea of ​​clouds.

But there are still changes.

In the past, as long as he opened the altar, he could crush everyone and leave no one alive.

Later, I just suppressed it and prevented the things from the opposite side from coming over.

Later on, there were some powerful guys who couldn't come over in their real bodies but could extend their power and consciousness over. The old Taoist priest couldn't kill them through the cracks in the sea of ​​clouds.

Everyone else thought that he was in charge of this place and nothing could go wrong, but the old Taoist himself knew that changes were always happening.

He couldn't keep suppressing it until he learned something from Wen Yan. It was different from the opening method, but it could complement each other and allow him to continue to improve his strength under the current version.

Last time, a bunch of them were crushed to death in one go, causing the Cloud Sea Rift to remain quiet for several months.

Even if there were some small noises in the middle, they were actually just minor ones.

This time I couldn't help it and took a look, and sure enough, I used it.

Wen Yan has gone too far on that path. That fleeting glimpse only revealed the surging power in Wen Yan's chest. Both its grade and intensity were very strong. The details that built up its luxuriant branches and leaves were also far more complicated than before.

Just by seeing the periphery and taking a peek at the extremely harmonious structure that seemed like the rhythm of Taoism, the old Taoist priest understood that even without the complex and powerful force in Wen Yan's chest to cover it up, he would not be able to see the whole thing at a glance.

After he felt it again this time, he understood even more clearly that Wen Yan's way was not very suitable for him.

The part on the arms is indeed very suitable for use, and can maximize the upper limit of strength.

However, the part that goes deep into the core is not suitable for him to practice.

Wen Yan's way relies on his physical body in all aspects. Wen Yan's body is far superior to that of ordinary people. In his eyes, his bones are like beautiful jade and fine steel, and his life level seems to have begun to evolve.

Wen Yan's practice is very comprehensive, a comprehensive climb that leaves no blind spots behind.

For Wen Yan, this is the advantage of having no shortcomings and evolving in all directions.

But for the old master, this is an irreplaceable shortcoming.

If one wants to absorb some of the concepts and practices, and ultimately truly incorporate them into his practice, he can only choose a fork in the road.

After seeing the natural Taoism in Wen Yan's heart, he understood that choosing a fork in the road and heading in another direction based on the existing foundation is not something that can be done overnight.

Once you’ve seen perfection, you’ll know how difficult it is.

At present, you can first incorporate your arms, together with the part that runs through your arms, into your existing practice. This will at least enhance your strength intuitively, which is very helpful at this stage.

This is basically the only way he can find at this stage to increase his strength while reaching the upper limit of the version.

He needs to increase his strength, mainly to maintain his confidence and deterrence.

Otherwise, if the powerful creature on the other side of the cloud sea rift discovered the slightest sign of weakness, it would immediately begin endless testing and sprinting.

By that time, human power is limited and it is destined to be impossible to stop it.

The old Taoist priest sat on the cushion and began to ponder how to expand and how to integrate completely.

After seeing the perfect Dao rhyme, he gave up his previous idea. It was impossible for him to achieve the same perfect Dao rhyme as Wen Yan. It was beyond human ability.

Wen Yan must have achieved this by chance.

The old Taoist priest began to ponder and turned to another idea.

The old Taoist priest was indeed right in his guess. The perfect Taoist rhythm in Wen Yan's heart was not created by recklessness. Instead, it evolved naturally after he had defeated Tuoba Wushen, added many buffs, and used all the power of the God of War on that day at the end of the month.

If anyone were to replace him, without any of the prerequisite buffs, it would be impossible for him to make it to this point alive.

On the other hand, the director really wanted to ask Wen Yan whether he had been promoted, how he had improved, what his thoughts were, how he felt, and so on.

But in the end, the director general held back. As the director general of the Lieyang Tribe, he really hoped to have an enhanced version of the "Scroll of the Goddess of Relieving Disasters".

But having been in contact with Wen Yan for such a long time, as an elder, he didn't want to put pressure on Wen Yan.

Just like the talisman of the Goddess of Relieving Disasters, these things cannot be forced. One must have ideas and determination on one's own, and then have other people help. Otherwise, they will be useless.

He took Wen Yan out of the hall and closed the door again.

On the way back, the director general thought over and over again and still said nothing. Just then, the chief secretary came over and told the director general that the meeting had already started and was now in the preliminary discussion stage.

The director glanced at Wen Yan, patted Wen Yan on the shoulder, and turned and left.

After Wen Yan came back from the headquarters, he sat in the backyard and practiced as usual while thinking about problems.

Cultivation is actually just hanging up and letting the power run on its own. He began to explore the contents behind the eighth stone gate. He was mainly thinking about what to do next.

He still understands the principle that a thief can only steal for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Especially the people involved, they were really shady in their actions.

If he had died at the hands of Suicune, no one would have thought it was abnormal. On the one hand, Suicune was moody and it was standard for him to turn against someone at any time. On the other hand, Suicune killed Lieyang, and anyone who saw it would think that this was something that was expected.

But what will happen next is that Buyeo Mountain and Suicune will become mortal enemies, and the Fiery Sun Tribe will also feel that it is impossible to restrain Suicune, and a huge incident might occur.

Most importantly, Wen Yan was certain that Shui Jun would not explain a single word.

With his eyes closed, he continued to practice. He sat there motionless, and three days passed in a flash.

Suddenly, the feeling of reaching his limit woke him up.

Only at this time did he realize that the training after the eighth stone gate had ended, and his strength had reached the last stone gate.

Here, he truly felt his limit and what true punishment from heaven was.

His martial arts had reached the limit of the third stage and could no longer advance.

His power penetrated into the stone door and moved along the lines. It was not difficult to cover the entire stone door, but he could not push open the Door of Divine Punishment.

This is the real punishment from heaven, the limit of restriction. He can break through the front and get help from others. It doesn't count as breaking through the real limit. What he breaks through is just the limit that no one has reached before.

At this moment, it seemed as if the limit of the limitations of heaven and earth was reached, the true third stage of martial arts, the limit of heaven and earth that could be reached.

No matter which other warrior is in the third stage, it is impossible for him to be stronger than he is at this moment.

Wen Yan stood in front of the stone gate, touching it, feeling it all.

He has to rely on himself to build the last stone gate.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that his new path had not yet been truly implemented and was still something that was extended from his martial arts.

This is also the reason why he can reach such a level even though he is only in the third stage of martial arts. He just artificially raised the limits of the third stage.

He stretched out his hands, pressed them against the two stone doors, and slowly exerted force, but the stone doors did not shake at all.

Even though the two yellow leather reliefs on the stone door had disappeared, the stone door did not move at all, with no intention of opening at all.

Wen Yan was thinking, since he had to rely on himself to reach the last stone gate, could he climb it by himself?
He tried, but still couldn't push it.

He was thinking again, he didn't want to carve the scorching sun into the Heaven, but he also didn't want not to carve it, so was it okay to carve the scorching sun on the Stone Gate of Heaven's Punishment?

Tried it and it still doesn't work.

Lieyang cannot appear alone as a Taoist talisman that is not from the Heavenly Court system.

What about carving a new path into the stone door to help him push open the door?
I tried it, but it still didn't work.

Wen Yan sat there, motionless, not eating or drinking, and continued to think. And his consciousness, sitting in front of the stone door, also remained motionless, continuing to ponder and try.

Seven days passed in a flash, and Wen Yan sat there motionless. Chen Qimo wanted to bring a parasol to Wen Yan, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

The state that Wen Yan maintained was the same as his usual practice, using practice to replace sleep. It happened that two hours of sleep a day was enough for Wen Yan, and the sleep time he needed was much less than that of ordinary people, so it could just replace it.

Given Wen Yan's physical condition, it should be no problem for him to not eat or drink for a few days while maintaining a low-consumption state similar to sleeping.

The cat drooped its ears and lay on the window, looking at Wen Yan with a worried look on its face.

Finally, he took the little zombie and called his great-grandmaster uncle. The little zombie didn't say anything, but Quemao started translating first.

"Grandmaster, Wen Yan hasn't woken up yet. You said he was in a state of meditation, but he is as strong as steel. He has been in a state of meditation for seven days and hasn't woken up yet. He might be dying of hunger or thirst. Can't we wake him up?"

"No matter how strong he is, he is just one person, right?"

Everyone was very worried. The fourth uncle also came. Quemao was even desperate and wanted to ask Doctor Wei to come over, but Doctor Wei said that Wen Yan was not sick, so he did not come.

After nightfall, Wen Yan had not yet woken up, and he had found some truth.

He is integrating all the forces, everything.

He finally understood what the power and vitality of the eighth stone gate was after it appeared. It was the power of new life.

He really couldn't break the limits of heaven and earth. These were the underlying rules that constructed the world, and no one could shake them.

Just like π≈3.1415926.

This divine punishment is grafted onto this underlying rule.

He couldn't push open the door to the limits of heaven and earth, but he could try to open the door to a new world.

He gathered all his strength and began to fall into a dream.

In his dream, he saw all kinds of creatures, ghosts, goblins, ghosts, zombies, men, women, young and old.

He collected enough marks, opened his eyes again, stood in front of the stone door, and placed his hands on it.

He wanted to carve the scorching sun, but he didn't want to carve it in the Heavenly Palace. However, he couldn't practice Taoism, and his Taoism was far from enough to make the scorching sun appear in a form other than the Heavenly Palace's Taoist talisman.

Then, he needs something big enough to carry it.

In order to be able to carry enough weight, something must be new, something that can be incorporated into the underlying rules of the world.

He had finally thought it through clearly, and that was to integrate all his strength to accomplish it.

He had kept that 10% of blank progress, and now he added it directly to Lieyang, making Lieyang's progress jump to 90%.

At this moment, the sun was just rising, and the yang energy in Wen Yan's body merged with the morning sun and swept across.

In his consciousness, Wen Yan placed his hand on the stone door, with a dazzling light blooming in his palm.

On his back, the pattern formed by the art of naming had been silent and motionless, but now it seemed to revive and encounter something worthy of being named by the art of naming.

Wen Yan suddenly saw the prompt.

"The right to use the nomenclature you carry has been activated. You can name things that are eligible to be named."

"According to your wishes, you can choose between the immortal cultivator and the true cultivator, or name yourself."

"Please note that your naming represents the general direction of this naming."

Wen Yan ignored the reminder, if he had pondered over it, without sleep or rest, he would have known what he wanted.

“I don’t ask for immortality or everlasting existence.

I don’t seek to ascend to heaven or become an immortal or a god.

I only seek to pursue my true self, explore the essence of life, transcend and sublimate body and mind, achieve harmony and unity between nature and the universe, and achieve self-awakening and liberation.

The new way is more suitable to be named as a cultivator."

As Wen Yan spoke, his hand placed on the stone gate was like a branding iron, shining brightly and engraving the word "cultivation" on the stone gate.

The stone door, which had been motionless, suddenly shook slightly.

Just this shake meant that this door had changed from the limit of heaven and earth to the gate to a new world.

Flames were burning all over Wen Yan's body as he continued to shout.

“Everyone in this world, whether demons or ghosts, whether men or women, old or young, whether ordinary people, warriors, or Taoists, have all been blessed by the light of the sun.

The scorching sun should also turn into a big sun, illuminating everything.

Anyone who is illuminated by the sun and has intelligence can practice Taoism.

Pursue your true self and stand in the present moment."

Following Wen Yan's words, the scorching sun that could not be engraved out of thin air accumulated enough power. It was enough to be engraved under the new path by Wen Yan at this moment, when the new path was named and truly appeared.

Wen Yan knew that nothing could be solved once and for all.

Well, since so many people want him to be engraved into the heaven, they want benefits.

The reason why so many people don't want him to be engraved into heaven is that they don't want to lose the benefits they have now.

Wen Yan was not satisfied with both sides, so he took the opportunity to integrate his strength and carve into the new path, becoming the front.

It just so happened that the erosion of the wilderness was becoming more and more serious, so the dream was looming, and purgatory was peeking outside.

He began to understand what Lao Zhu had done back then. Since it was impossible to stop those who were causing trouble, and you all wanted to step on the accelerator, then why don't I do it?

I'll upgrade the version.

From today on, everyone stands on the same threshold.

It's just engraving it into the Heavenly Palace and producing a Fiery Sun Talisman, which is of little use. It is destined to become something that only a very small number of people have and can use.

Anyone who is true to me will have a chance.

Anyone with a sincere heart can enter the Tao.

It is like the sun, shining upon everything. No one can block its brilliance, and no one can stop it.

Wen Yan placed his hands on the stone gate, and a dazzling light burst out from his body. Above the stone gate, a big sun appeared, shining brightly, illuminating everyone.

And all those who are illuminated have the hope of entering the Tao and practicing Taoism.

Along with Wen Yan's loud shout, the stone door rumbled, and the sound of the door to the new world being pushed open rang out in the present world. Everyone, including demons, ghosts, and monsters, all felt it.

They felt that as the morning sun swept across, there was something different in today's morning sun.

Just by being exposed to the sun, it feels like being blessed by a small but continuous scorching sun.

On the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds, the old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to see Wen Yan's back struggling to push open the door to a new world in the rosy glow.

The moment he was illuminated, a look of shock appeared on the old Taoist's face, and then he laughed out loud towards the sky, and as he laughed, tears began to fall.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to the sunset glow.

"In the past, there was a great and virtuous teacher who sacrificed his life for the Dao and turned the Dao into the foundation of the Dao Court. Today, there is a blazing sun, shining upon the earth. Please accept my humble obeisance."

In a conference room at the Lieyang Department's headquarters, the director who was preparing for a meeting felt the change and took a step forward, crossing a distance of several meters, came to the window, opened it, and looked at the rising sun.

Feeling the warmth of the morning sun, the director looked shocked, but then felt relieved.

"It's you, I knew you wouldn't be happy to be engraved into the Heaven Palace, nor would you be happy that those people are still jumping around over this matter after thousands of years."

The director general didn’t know how many days Wen Yan had been in meditation, what he had done, or how Wen Yan had done it.

But obviously, for the Lieyang Tribe, this is a better result than being engraved in the Heavenly Palace.

In the conference room, a participant, feeling the sunshine, clearly heard the sound of the door to the new world being pushed open. He also understood that this was the contemporary scorching sun and overturned the table.

They want to eat alone, but shit.

The participant felt all of this, and seemed to hear warm words in his ears: You can come too, anyone who seeks the truth can come.

His face gradually distorted, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Finally, he could no longer suppress his anger and growled.

"How dare he! How dare he! How dare he do this!"

The director of the headquarters slowly turned around and looked at the member who had lost his temper. This person was an office clerk in the headquarters, and his specific job was to be a recorder.

I haven't found any problems with this guy before. He is diligent, down-to-earth and has a high level of professionalism.

Unexpectedly, after feeling that Wen Yan had opened the door to a new world, he was somewhat affected, and the concepts he had built up all along collapsed and could no longer be suppressed.

(End of this chapter)