Starting from crossing the Fengshen

"So why are you coming back to the prehistoric world this time...?"

Luo Hu asked.

Logically speaking, the larger the world, the higher the upper limit of the cultivator.

Since there is a world beyond the primitive world in the depths of chaos, why doesn't Yangmei practice in that world?
Even if you don't practice in that world, you should continue to travel in the chaos, because the more worlds you experience, the more civilization essences and cultivation systems you can collect.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

This is absolutely beneficial to one's own cultivation, and is by no means comparable to practicing in seclusion.

If it were him, he wouldn't come back.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "For the sake of the great way."

"For the sake of the Great Dao..."

Luo Hou was suddenly startled and said in a lost voice: "You have comprehended the law to the peak of the tree trunk realm, and are you about to achieve the great way?"

He raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Not bad."

Luohou's facial features were distorted, and his heart was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Why!
Why is he still struggling with "becoming a saint" when Yangmei has already reached the level of Pangu and started seeking to prove the great way?

They are of the same generation!

Even back then, he didn't take Yang Mei, who only knew how to practice in seclusion, seriously.

Luo Hou tried his best to suppress his emotions and forced a smile on his face: "Congratulations, but I don't know if you have determined the method to prove the truth?"

It is not easy to attain enlightenment, especially to attain the Great Dao.

Pangu was so majestic and talented back then, but in the end he was not forced to open the sky and wanted to prove his truth with his strength.

But in the end, he ended up turning into all things in the universe.

It is not easy for Yang Mei to prove his truth.

He raised his eyebrows and sighed, "It is not so easy to achieve the Great Dao. I have traveled through the chaos and have seen dozens of peerless masters comparable to Pangu. They have been trapped for countless years.

but……"

He paused, and continued, "I happened to get a few words from a senior who failed in his attempt to attain enlightenment. He saw through the secrets of heaven when he failed, and said that there is a chance to attain enlightenment in Guixu."

"Return to the ruins!"

Luo Hou exclaimed: "Could it be that there is also a Guixu in the other world? How is this possible!"

Return to the ruins.

Isn’t it unique to the prehistoric world?

His eyes flashed quickly, and he thought a lot in an instant.

If other worlds also have their own abyss, then doesn't that mean that the countless worlds in the chaos do not exist independently?

To put it another way, Guixu is definitely more mysterious than he had imagined.

It can actually connect all the heavens and worlds!
You must know that in chaos, each world is separated by an infinite distance.

If Yangmei had not been gifted, communication between the worlds would have been almost impossible.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Yes, every world has a Guixu, which is the final destination of all things in the world. But whether the Guixu of other worlds is the same as our Honghuang remains to be verified."

Luohou nodded, and his expression suddenly changed slightly, as if he thought of something.

He looked at Yang Mei warily and said in a deep voice, "Why would you tell me such a secret thing so frankly?"

If something goes wrong, it must be a monster!
If it were him, if he knew such a secret, he would never tell anyone else.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Daoyou, don't be nervous. I returned to the wild for the sake of the Great Dao. But if I want to enter Guixu, I will need your help."

"I?"

Luo Hou couldn't believe it: "I am not even a saint, how can I help you enter Guixu?"

"Because you have fallen before." He raised his eyebrows and explained, "Anyone above the Golden Immortal level, if the life imprint has not been erased by others, will enter the Guixu realm in a trance. Although you have been resurrected, you still have the aura of the Guixu on you. I need to use this aura to trace back to the origin and open the passage to the Guixu ahead."

"It turns out that strange world is Guixu!"

Luohou was a little confused.

He once thought that the strange world was his unique opportunity. It was similar to that in a strange state of being neither dead nor alive, he inadvertently communicated with the vision manifested by the long river of time.

Unexpectedly, it was the Guixu that countless people sought but could not obtain.

After a long time, Luo Hou came back to his senses and asked again: "With your cultivation level, it shouldn't be difficult to revive a Daluo Jinxian from the long river of time. Why do you have to go to so much trouble to come back?"

Chaos is boundless and has no coordinates.

Therefore, it is easy to travel through chaos, but it is not easy to come back.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded, "It's not difficult indeed. I have tried it before, but I couldn't locate Guixu by using the Guixu aura on them. Therefore, I guess that maybe I can only go back to the prehistoric world to get in."

Born in the primitive world, every living being will be imbued with the breath of the world.

The aura of this world may very well be the key to entering Guixu.

It's not your own door, so of course the key can't open it.

Luohou nodded slightly.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I see that you are not in a good condition. I think you have encountered a powerful enemy. If you help me, I can take you to Guixu. With the mystery of Guixu, it may not be difficult for you to become a saint in it."

Luohou's eyes rolled, and he almost wanted to ask Yangmei to kill Yin Qi and Hongjun.

But in the end, he endured it.

Not to mention that there are many people who have been resurrected and reborn in the ancient times, such as Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shi Qilin, and many great witches of the witch clan, who are now in chaos.

Just take Yang Mei's magical powers as an example, it would not be difficult to resurrect a Daluo Jinxian from the long river of time.

To raise your eyebrows, you don’t have to be the only one.

Now it is Yang Mei who has to lead him, instead of begging him.

Thinking of this, Luo Hou nodded quickly and said, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. But seeing my injuries, I'm afraid I need to wait for a while until I recover."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Of course. By the way, I happen to have a treasure here that can help you recover quickly."

As he spoke, he took out a milky white crystal and said, "This thing is called the Holy Crystal of Light. I obtained it when I traveled through the Primal Chaos. It contains endless vitality."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Luohou was overjoyed and took it quickly.

Such treasures are extremely rare, or even non-existent, in the prehistoric world.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "By the way, fellow Taoist, how did you come back to life, and who hurt you? From what I can see, you still have some holy power left in you, so you must have been a saint before."

He had just returned to the prehistoric world when he discovered Luohou.

After all, they are of the same generation and have been away from the primitive world for tens of millions of years. He inexplicably feels a sense of familiarity.

This is like a wanderer who has been away from his hometown for a long time and just returned to his hometown. Even if he sees his former "enemy", he will probably feel a sense of familiarity.

Luo Hou sighed and said, "My resurrection was also an accident. More than 40,000 years ago, a monster was born in the prehistoric world, and he was even more evil than you.

In just tens of thousands of years, he has become a sanctified being, and his power is unfathomable.

I teamed up with the Six Saints to ambush him, but ended up being defeated miserably.

At first, all forces were afraid of him. In order to improve their strength as quickly as possible, they attacked the demon world in the heavens and plundered the remnant of the Chaos Demon God to improve their cultivation. Countless demons died tragically.

Their regrets after death stimulated the regrets of the Chaos Demon Gods in the Demon Realm. They united together, penetrated the long river of time, and fished my true spirit out from ancient times. "

"It takes tens of thousands of years to become a saint. How is that possible?"

He raised his eyebrows and exclaimed. (End of this chapter)