I want to embrace the moon for nine days

"That's... the moon?!!"

When Haoyue fell to the ninth level of the abyss, the one who reacted the most was the Dragon Emperor.

The power of the sun and the moon is part of the origin of the heavenly limits.

If the sky and the abyss collided, the sun and the moon falling down would be just a natural scene.

But only one moon fell down, and there was no sun next to the moon, as if it was counterbalanced by another force, completing the coordination.

If it were to be smashed like that, it wouldn't be enough to cause sufficient damage to the origin of the evil path.

On the contrary, it might destroy all the arrangements that the Dragon Emperor had made in advance in this ninth level of the Abyss.

Once the moon falls, those plans will be activated, but if only the moon falls, those steps cannot be activated to the extent they should be, and will only be exposed in vain.

The Dragon Emperor did not bother to attack the Seventh Generation Patriarch any more. He swung the sword in his hand, and a hole tens of thousands of miles in size was torn in the shadow of the Auspicious Cloud Bridge that permeated the dark land.

There were tens of millions of black dragon shadow sword energies, long and immeasurable, swirling up like a hurricane and crashing into the vortex transformed by the Holy Emperor.

The Saint Emperor's falling momentum was such a terrifying force that he crashed into the hurricane, but was actually withstood.

Although there were many long roars in the depths of the hurricane as if it was overwhelmed, the darkness was sometimes red and sometimes blue, and the space-time scale showed signs of spectral shift due to the huge impact.

But in the end, he managed to withstand the strongest force of the fall.

The hurricane tilted and diverted the Holy Emperor, throwing him far away, as if he was trying to escape from the scope of the dark land and this core area.

However, when the Holy Emperor was led away, the bright moon above became more obvious. It was no longer just a halo that could be seen, but the entire entity, which was being held down by a huge hand and smashed down.

At this moment, Su Hanshan's figure was so large that it gave a distorted feeling on a conceptual level, with his long robe hazy and his sleeves fluttering.

"Hahahaha, it turns out that the old Dragon King is also an expert in the way of swordsmanship. I have the Moon Refining Sword in my heart. I wonder if your sword can refine this bright moon?"

The Dragon Emperor was filled with doubt and astonishment at this moment. From the contact just now, he had already realized that the Holy Emperor's will was already shifting towards the silent, dull, vast and indifferent way of heaven.

Even if Su Hanshan had reached the realm of a great Daoist and joined forces with Yun Die, how could he have forced the Saint Emperor to this point so quickly?
But he had no intention of avoiding it. He was able to transform the demon fetuses into dragons. What he wanted to seize was the origin of the magic way. Standing on this dark land, with the origin of the magic way right below him, it was almost like being in his home court.

The black hurricane disintegrated under the bright moon, and the demonic energy within it was wiped out, but the things that made up the hurricane did not disappear. They simply decomposed into extremely thin sword threads.

The sword thread that spiraled into the sky quickly retracted and finally reformed into the sword in the Dragon Emperor's hands.

The demonic energy in the underground was aroused and emitted, and an infinite demonic tide surged into the sword.

The sword became smoother, more fluent, and brighter, like a mysterious light coming from chaos.

The Dragon Emperor's figure suddenly enlarged at this moment, and seemed to be as big as Su Hanshan.

He was not going to hold up the bright moon from below. He was standing on equal footing with Su Hanshan. He thrust his sword forward, trying to lift up the moon like lifting a wine glass.

Countless space nebulae, pillars of creation, barred spiral galaxies, star disks, and star-like zes are represented on the sword. There seems to be a huge shadow blocking the light of these astronomical phenomena, and it marches forward among the stars.

The dragons roared and sang, pipes and shengs were played, the conch shells blew themselves, and the Dharma drums were as high as the stars.

The Star-Like Lake opened its mouth and laughed loudly. The Pillar of Creation meandered and brought in the candlelight.

"The Ultimate Chaos Mysterious Divine Light" is the Dragon Emperor's martial arts method, and when he entered the Hongdao realm, the foundation of all the ways he used was "Yu Yuan's Consciousness".

In the universe, at the level of matter and energy, quantum is already the smallest unit.

However, when the first practitioner who had refined his own spiritual light appeared in the world, what existed in the universe was no longer just matter and energy, but also mind.

The self-aura is the introduction to the concept of "heart", and all things with heart and feelings will from now on endlessly recognize this concept, making it the third pole in the universe.

Therefore, this third pillar will exist in any universe where there is life.

However, ordinary beings cannot truly realize the profound connection between themselves and the third pole of the universe before they practice cultivation, so they can only experience the second best things first.

The thing that is interwoven with mind and energy is spirit. When spirit and matter are connected again, there is another secondary existence, which is "consciousness".

The word "consciousness" actually contains the deepest spiritual way and the superficial cognitive recognition ability.

The Dragon Emperor has gone very far on this road. He was originally the core of a fallen star in ancient times. Because of the battle between powerful beings, he fell to the human world and became a vein in the human world.

Because the magical powers of the powerful beings were used to confront each other, its appearance was affected, and the activity of the earth's pulmonary magnetosphere in the human world coincidentally further refined its outline.

When later generations observed this vein of earth and felt the enormous power contained therein, they mistakenly thought it was a dragon, and a new kind of dragon that had never appeared before.

Many practitioners observed his form and imagined his artistic conception, which enabled him to gradually develop his own vague perception.

But his body was too strong and too heavy.

Even a seventh-level warrior couldn't move his body, and his own new, hazy perception made it impossible for him to even control his own eyelids.

There was no blood or energy in this "dragon body", and he could not move any blood or energy, so he secretly observed those creatures who worshipped him and learned how to cultivate his spirit from those weak creatures.

There is boundless energy in his body that can be transformed, and the speed of spiritual cultivation is also very fast.

As long as he could control his breathing a little, he could absorb the magnetic sand and copper essence in his lungs, and after polishing it inside his flesh, it would take on the appearance of the magical weapons that were sought after by those outside, but the quality would be better than those magical weapons.

He gave these things to his admirers, allowing them to go out and explore, have the opportunity to come into contact with more powerful spiritual skills, and find those people who are born with strong spiritual talents.

The worshippers never knew that their Dragon God was just a ball of soul fire that would be blown out by the summer wind, and they relied on the Dragon God as a mysterious, ancient and powerful being.

The Dragon God's growth rate has continuously fulfilled the empty promises he made in the past, making the false power become reality.

The Dragon Court was established in this way, and the dragon spirit born in the star core was also crowned as emperor.

Those who followed him gradually learned the powerful magic of transforming their spirits into dragons, and later even their bodies took on the appearance of dragons.

Some of the younger generations have gone astray and thought that what was powerful about the Dragon Emperor was his physical body. Therefore, they have used all their talents to create physical body-related exercises, hoping to approach the style of the Dragon Emperor.

Everything was fine until the first group of old people who followed Long Ting died.

The Dragon Emperor knew that they were about to disappear and he would never see them again. He was worried for a while and thought hard. Finally, he came up with a clever idea.

He decided to eat those old subordinates!
In the past, he could make magical instruments by eating large mouthfuls of soil underground. They were all new instruments, exactly the same in shape as the old ones, but more durable than the old ones.

Now, wouldn't it be fine if he could eat all these old subordinates, digest them slowly, and then rebuild them again?

So whenever one of his old subordinates was about to lose consciousness, he would eat him up, browse through everything in his consciousness, and then use his powerful spirit to create a new one.

The appearance, personality, and conversation of those people seemed to be the same as before.

They also have plenty of lifespans and remain in a state of eternal youth.

However, this matter was discovered by the last priest, who was a loyal and capable general and a smart subordinate. The Dragon Emperor sometimes even felt that he might be considered one of his rare half-friends.

After he discovered these things, he came to ask the Dragon Emperor, and the Dragon Emperor happily told him his brilliant ideas.

But he refused the Dragon Emperor's blessing.

The Dragon Emperor was very puzzled and asked him why, but he couldn't say anything. Besides, he was too old, and he died while standing there talking to the Dragon Emperor.

So the Dragon Emperor ate his collapsing consciousness and browsed through everything about him, wanting to know why he refused.

Was it because of fear? Not entirely, there was something else lingering in that person's heart.

Is the aftertaste a lack of trust in the Dragon King's skills? Not entirely, there is still a lingering aftertaste.

The Dragon Emperor traced everything back and still couldn't figure out all the elements that made up his thoughts at that moment.

He felt it was becoming more and more bizarre. Could the mind be so complicated?
He recreated the man and asked the question again, but the man seemed a little surprised and just said that he was ignorant before.

The Dragon Emperor was furious.

"If it was just because of such a simple reason as ignorance, would I not have been able to read it before?"

But this incident gave the Dragon Emperor an inspiration. After his spirit became strong enough to control his physical body, he became more and more addicted to the convenience of his physical body.

This incident made him realize that the mysteries of the mind are even more vast than he had ever imagined, and he couldn't stop.

Even a powerful Dragon Emperor like him could not fully understand the mind of such a weak priest.

The mind is like a crystal with countless facets. When outsiders look at it, all traces of cause and effect are just reflections on the facets.

What many people think they are may just be a layer of impurities on the surface of their own minds.

What the Dragon Emperor read was not the real heart. No matter how powerful he was and the other party was so weak, even though he could shatter the soul and reconstruct life, he could not fully understand another heart.

The heart can be a bottomless abyss or it can be the supreme kingdom of God.

The barrier between hearts is not solid. It may be able to deform at will, but like the most flexible membrane, no matter how it deforms, it will never really dissolve.

When the Dragon Emperor was able to come into contact with the energy of chaos, he discovered that even chaos, which was said to have infinite probability, only contained the same number of possibilities as the mind.

Both are truly infinite, and there is no difference between them.

The ultimate chaotic light he created only deforms people's hearts and creates a specific hook, which always connects with only one probability in the chaos, making each other the only reality, but not completely erasing other probabilities.

Every heart is an abyss that can never be explored to the bottom, so let the surface of these hearts show the side that can make you happy.

Yu Yuan's consciousness, starting with an endless deep heart, constitutes an abyss of joy.

The original mind is only the third pillar after all. It will appear due to the interweaving of the other two pillars, but it will also lose the ability to interfere with reality due to the loss of the influence of the other two pillars.

However, when Yu Yuan Dragon Emperor became a macro-dharma master, he adjusted the order in his own cosmic laws. The total amount of cosmic laws remains unchanged, but if the order changes slightly, everything will be different.

If one day his universe were to be fully realized, it would surely be a vortex of eternal fall in chaos.

Over trillions of years, all astronomical and cosmic phenomena have performed delightful shows in this abyss.

If the plan of the Tianyuan collision can succeed, the origin of the magic path will also become a part of this "Yuyuan".

The sword in his hand is a preview of the future universe. In this way, it is no wonder that the Holy Emperor can cooperate with him.

The Holy Emperor's "Path after Matter" takes matter as its first pillar. It is a completely opposite existence to the Dragon Emperor and is extremely simple.

So what each of them wants is exactly what the other party least wants and has no interest in at all.

Even if what is presented on the sword is not completely real, it is at least one thousandth of the truth.

If it was an ordinary pulsar here, it would probably have been enlightened by this sword, emitting a long roar, trying to transform into a dragon and escape from Su Hanshan's hands.

But this was the power of Haoyue. Not only was it not controlled by the Dragon Emperor's mind, but it was also in turmoil because of the star-level demonic energy contained in the long sword, emitting a light that was even colder and clearer, so pure that it had no color or even brightness.

Wherever this light reaches, it destroys all demons and sees through all external illusions.

When emitting this kind of power, Haoyue Daquan undoubtedly became the center of all the vitality around it, never falling or floating up.

What the Dragon Emperor wants is for it to not fall.

The sword flashed and moved away from under the bright moon, heading straight for Su Hanshan's throat.

Su Hanshan smiled and suddenly reached down with his hand.

The bright moon seemed to have really turned into a ball of light, which was penetrated by his hand and occupied the center of the moon.

hold head high! ! !
Su Hanshan grabbed the Dragon Emperor's sword with a slap. The starlight on the sword was distorted. The huge force was destroying the already bizarre scenes, subduing the evil spirit inside and refining it again.

The energy of the bright moon transformed into countless star strings that were trembling and folding, emitting an assimilation power that was clearer and longer-lasting than the Dragon Emperor's consciousness.

The material, vital energy and spirituality of the stars were all twisted and transformed into various sacred trees and spiritual creatures, such as the Horned Wood Dragon, the Heart Moon Fox, the Ghost Golden Sheep, the Willow Earth Deer, the Star Sun Horse, the Kui Wood Wolf, the Pleiades Rooster, the Bi Moon Crow, the Shen Water Ape, the Female Earth Bat, the Void Sun Rat and the Dangerous Moon Swallow, each of which flew and soared, galloped and played...

The power of Haoyue still lies in his hands.

He grasped the sword, and it was as if the sword was pulled into the center of the bright moon.

In an instant, the sword had been twisted into a heartstring, and it went backwards and pierced the Dragon Emperor's heart.

The Dragon Emperor had never imagined that Su Hanshan's heartstrings had reached such a mysterious level.

Using the heartstrings to defeat the mind is a suppression achieved on a similar path, which is more brutal and rapid than the suppression of the Holy Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor's expression showed pain, and he suddenly turned into a dragon and moved. The minds and consciousness of billions of dragon shadows became numb, and in an instant, they changed infinitely. Chaos and demonic energy surged over, adding endless variables.

But the bright moon silk string in Su Hanshan's hand also split into countless numbers.

There was only one thread end, which was held by Su Hanshan's hand, but countless strings were separated from it, each of which was a straight white light.

The dragons flew everywhere, trying to break free, and flew towards the Buzhou Patriarch. All the bridge shadows and auspicious clouds along the way were shattered by their violent consciousness.

Su Hanshan's figure was pulled by the group of dragons, and he seemed to be riding a dragon, flying high up and following behind.

Patriarch Buzhou was fighting with seven generations of ancestors, and the fight was fierce. In the midst of his busy schedule, he glanced over here, suddenly shouted, and punched twice.

One punch hit the seventh generation ancestor, and the other punch hit Su Hanshan.

This was the first time that Su Hanshan faced the "primordial explosion" launched by Buzhou Patriarch's true body! !

Only by looking at the real body of Patriarch Buzhou can one truly see the supreme concept when this boxing style was created.

The pillar that holds the eight wildernesses together, the incomplete universe.

The highest state of this punch actually demonstrates the control of dimensions, the arbitrary interference and reorganization, and creation out of thin air.

The universe is vast, the dust of meteors, the chaos of stars, and the thoughts of infinite powerful people. No matter where you go, these are just differences in the horizontal coordinates of the dimension.

On the vertical coordinate of the dimension, the infinitely powerful can already have a certain influence between one dimension, two dimensions, three dimensions, four dimensions and five dimensions.

However, lower dimensions, and even higher dimensions, up to the eleventh dimension, a state beyond the limit of perfection, are areas that cannot be set foot in by infinitely powerful people.

What Patriarch Buzhou displayed was the kind of scenery that could shake all dimensions. The smallest and lowest level could actually be completely connected with the highest and most transcendent level, and it was round and flexible, and all-encompassing.

In the most common dimension, it can be easily stacked like a hollow brick tower, with the lowest at the bottom, the highest at the top, and then collapse in one fell swoop.

It can be said that even if Buzhou was really besieged by the Dragon Emperor, the Saint Emperor, Yundie and the seven generations of ancestors, with his level of boxing skills and such a great characteristic, he could definitely fight his way out.

Just like now, he couldn't actually get rid of the fight with the Seventh Generation Ancestor, but if it was really necessary, he could still briefly force the Seventh Generation Ancestor back while throwing a punch somewhere else.

The structure that surpassed the limit of perfection and reached the eleventh dimension flashed in his boxing skills, just to push forward this punch. The pure lethality was too powerful.

Su Hanshan used the Six Imperial Arts to reach the level of being able to wield the power of the Bright Moon in a very short period of time, thus forming the Bright Moon Heartstrings that could restrain the Dragon Emperor.

But he clearly felt that even such a heartstring would break on the spot if it was hit by the force of that punch.

Su Hanshan loosened his fingers and even made a forward movement with his hand.

Before he faced that punch, he let go first, and all his heartstrings were penetrated into the Dragon Emperor's body, causing all the dragon shadows to deviate from their original positions and involuntarily crash into the Seventh Generation Ancestor.

The seventh generation ancestor had just taken a punch from Bu Zhou, and when he saw a group of dragons flying towards him, he was not surprised but happy.

"Old Dragon King, you finally have to face me alone!"

The Qingyun in his hand was running at its peak, his palm techniques were flying, and with one move, all the dragon shadows were wrapped up.

In the final analysis, the Seventh Patriarch and Patriarch Buzhou had a very bad relationship with each other.

The seventh generation ancestor's traceless elixir is the most capable of not being confused by falsehood. His palm technique is extremely profound, and it has the boundless celebration cloud. Its ability to trap the enemy is also the best.

But Patriarch Buzhou was no pushover. He used his boxing skills with unparalleled lethality, and the strengths of the seven generations of patriarchs were not revealed at all.

Now there is an opportunity for the Seventh Generation Patriarch to take the Boundless Celebration Cloud and duel with the injured Dragon Emperor. He will definitely prevent the Dragon Emperor from coming out again.

On the other side, Su Hanshan finally faced the strongest boxing technique of all time.

The bright moon flew away from his hand, and he clenched his fist to meet the punch.

The six emperors of the great way, hard fighting, unparalleled in the world!

The Seventh Patriarch had never met an opponent that was most suitable for him, and the same was true for Patriarch Buzhou.
Ever since he created the Honghuang Explosion, even other Hongdaoists have never confronted him head-on.

At that time, Su Hanshan used the ninth-order strength to fight against the Buzhou Mountain God, and also responded with the Taiyi Heartstring Divine Spear method, using many tricks.

Until today, all the planned plans have been broken and everything has been abandoned.

Everything of Su Hanshan was behind him. Finally, he had no worries at all and they enjoyed the bright moon together.

The bright moon rises slowly.

The toughest macro-moral since ancient times, and the macro-moral who went from the weakest to the toughest.

Under the witness of the bright moon, they exchanged punch after punch, without anyone retreating, avoiding or changing their tactics.

Yundie rushed over and saw this scene. She was about to rush to help, but suddenly stopped.

She watched the bright moon floating by her side and rising slowly, and then she looked at the two people on the dark ground in the center of the chaos.

She suddenly didn't want to get involved in this battle.

I always feel that the martial arts of these two people can last forever and the battle will last forever.

Yundie didn't know how long she had been watching, but she found that their martial arts might be able to continue fighting.

But as a person who has achieved enlightenment, Su Hanshan had no injuries on his body, but Bu Zhou had cracks on his body.

There was a moment in Buzhou's boxing that showed something that surpassed the limit of perfection. That thing was so vast that its tolerance for chaos was at its maximum, and it was most obviously disturbed by the probability of chaos.

After a very brief moment, it will fall downwards and sink towards the most ordinary normal time and space.

This is actually a kind of self-harm, embracing everything in chaos and enduring the imperfections of chaos.

The boxing skills of Patriarch Buzhou have already reached the threshold of the true and infinite way through his research on martial arts and combat.

He had figured out his boxing style, but he hadn't figured out his man.

Therefore, he is still the old Hongdao Zhenjun, pursuing the ultimate truth and the supreme king.

Rather than a Hongdao Tianzun who has attained the infinite Great Dao.

There were more and more cracks on Patriarch Buzhou's body, his expression changed from stern to indifferent, and he gradually lost the motivation to punch.

He was originally stern, with a cold appearance, but he had the fiercest fighting spirit in his heart. Now, the will that belonged to him was fading, but he was not destroyed, he was just changing towards the indifferent way of heaven.

Su Hanshan's swung fist stopped in mid-air and he stared ahead.

There is no point in continuing to attack an indifferent, dull and silent prototype of the universe's way of heaven.

"I won!"

Su Hanshan exhaled, lowered his eyes, and punched the dark ground.

The place of origin of the infinite demonic calamity, the biggest shadow on Su Hanshan's desire to live a good life, was now hit by his punch, leaving the mark of the Heavenly Venerable's demon-slaying.

The Six Imperial Lords of the Great Dao, the Heavenly Lord who suppresses the Abyss!
The bright moon rises from the abyss, untainted by any evil dust.

Whether it is the human world or even the people in the abyss, they can still see the projection of the bright moon.

The mountains, rivers, and land are all the same sky, and the night is bright.

The moonlight in the sky is flawless!

(End of this chapter)