A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 569 Entering the Endless Space
Ji Ning was slightly startled. Why did Lord Cui’s words sound a little bit strange?
He looked at the small wooden sword in his hand and asked, "The being behind me, is it the great master who left this object in the mortal world?"

In the common sense of the "primordial world" that Cui Fujun gave him, although the human race has a certain status in the countless worlds in the chaos, it is definitely not powerful. Among the many people who can be called great supernatural powers, there are also many who are of human origin, but compared with the powerful primitive races such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, there is still a huge gap.

It allows some people with great powers to lend a hand when they are in danger and create a good relationship. It is conceivable what kind of person the person with great powers who left this object is and what influence he has in the ancient land.

Cui Fujun shook his head. "I'm not sure of his identity, but this small wooden sword contains a trace of his divine will. It can save your life when you are in danger of losing your true spirit. At the same time, if you are lucky enough to embark on the path of swordsmanship in the future, you can also comprehend the divine will in this small wooden sword."

"It can put you on the path to heaven from the very beginning, and give you a chance to get a glimpse of the true meaning of the sword before you become an immortal."

Ji Ning tightened the small wooden sword in his hand, a hint of thought flashing across his expression.

He whispered, "So, what's the price?"

"I got this little wooden sword, and now I have a life-saving trump card. I will have a chance to get immortal fate in the future. It's impossible not to pay any price."

If you want to get, you must first give.

This is the truth that Ji Ning realized in the process of making wealth by relying on the development of the Internet over the years.

Cui Fujun shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression, "Perhaps this great master is impressed by your understanding and wants to give you a good karma?"

"Casting a wide net is also a common practice among those with great magical powers."

Ji Ning was stunned for a moment, "My comprehension is pretty good in the 'primordial' world?"

This was also something that made him a little unsure.

Although he has made a lot of money online thanks to the development of the Internet, it is still just an ordinary experience. He has a certain degree of judgment on his own understanding. But it is limited to the "good" level in the ordinary world. When he comes to the "primitive world", it is very likely that he will only be at a medium or even low level.

Simply by "understanding", one can stand shoulder to shoulder with the meaning represented by this small wooden sword.
How can he be so virtuous?
Cui Fujun looked at the confusion in Ji Ning's eyes and sighed softly, "Although the human race is just the creatures left behind by Nuwa when she first attained the Tao, and was born in the last days of the Dharma, most of their life levels have not reached the acquired realm."

"However, the mud that the Queen used to mold the human body is the yellow mud under Mount Buzhou, and the water used to mix the yellow mud is the water from the long river of time. The law that constitutes the circulation of the five internal organs in the human body is the 'Five Elements Reincarnation Path' with 'great fortune'."

"For those with great magical powers, these are extremely common things. Even the principles of the 'Five Elements Reincarnation Path' that possess 'great fortune' can be obtained from the Empress through various means."

“But for ordinary world realms, this is already a rare spiritual object of heaven and earth, not to mention ordinary creatures who have survived the thunder tribulation of becoming an immortal.”

Lord Cui had a gloomy look on his face and his tone was a little vague.

In fact, these things are more than rare.
Before the establishment of the Primordial Heavenly Court, without the Eternal Emperor who was close to the strength of the Lord of the Territory, or those great gods who could borrow the origin of the Primordial World to take action personally, it would be a fantasy for an ordinary Ultimate Taoist to want to collect all these things.

Not to mention that we are now in the last stage of the Yuan Qi law. The Yuan Qi in the heaven and earth has become weak due to the adjustment of the operation of the heavenly way. Even the immortals and gods need to descend from the sky to the mortal world and be contaminated by the mundane world.

These spiritual materials are even rarer and more precious.

Except for those Eternal Ultimate Emperors and a few external Supremes, he had not seen anything that other Eternal Emperors could take out casually.

Cui Fujun looked at Ji Ning and said seriously, "Therefore, the bodies of humans can be said to be born with the 'shortcut' body."

"This kind of cultivation speed and understanding is not something that most races can compare to. More importantly, as one of the 'Escaped Ones' in the Great Desolation Heavenly Dao, every 'person' has a very huge variable."

Then, Lord Cui pointed to the picture of Nuwa kneading clay behind him.

"As the human race is naturally gifted with great comprehension, you have taken it a step further and gained some understanding of the contents of this picture, vaguely revealing a hint of the mysterious aura of the Dao Ancestor."

Cui Fujun looked a little emotional, "I don't know whether you can achieve the honorable position of [Dao Lord] before the deadline of your true spirit. But as long as you don't completely lose the trace of your 'existence' in the long river of time, and succeed in merging with the Dao before the deadline, you, Ji Ning, will definitely be another great master of the human race."

"When a future great master is weak, if you establish a good relationship with him or extend your olive branch, you may gain a great master in the future, or even a favor from the [Tao Lord]. This kind of business will never lose money or depreciate. Which great master would not be able to calculate it?"

"That's why I said that when you are in crisis, the great masters will choose to help you. As long as a great master happens to see you, your performance arouses their interest, and they are impressed by your character."

"It's just that I don't know which great master bet on you in the beginning, and how many great masters are betting on you now."

"Well, I followed the bet anyway."

Ji Ning's expression suddenly became interesting.

According to Cui Fujun, what is the difference between him and the national athletes who walk onto an international football field and prepare to kick off a game?
Well, there is still a difference. At least if you bet on him, there seems to be a guarantee.

And he himself also has the opportunity to gain more immortal opportunities.

Ji Ning looked at Mr. Cui, who picked up the book again and kept writing something with a black pen and spoke in a very sincere tone. He subconsciously pressed his temple, which was a little painful.

He sighed silently, then asked, "Lord Cui, may I ask what the great catastrophe you are talking about is?"

The black pen in Cui Fujun's hand paused, and he looked at Ji Ning and said, "This catastrophe can be said to be the 'End of Vitality' that is about to end, or the 'Resurrection of Vitality' that will take place next. For an existence at my current level, it is a 'great terror' and 'great fortune' for my own practice."

"If you can comprehend a little bit of the essence of the sword in a chaotic era and embark on that great road to heaven, you may be able to catch up with the final 'great terror' and 'great fortune'."

"Otherwise, this disaster is just a training test for you without any life-threatening danger. You don't need to pay too much attention to it."

Ji Ning nodded.

He understood the meaning of Mr. Cui's words.

My current cultivation is too low, I haven’t even achieved the status of a celestial being. I can’t intervene in the so-called catastrophe at all, so I don’t need to think too much about it for now.

At this time, Cui Fujun closed the book in his hand, and Ji Ning also saw several large words on its cover.

——The Book of Life and Death.

Ji Ning was slightly startled and thought to himself, "This is the Book of Life and Death, a precious artifact of the underworld. The black pen in Lord Cui's hand should be the Judge's Pen, right?"

Before he could continue thinking, he saw Lord Cui waving his hand in front of him, and countless roads paved with yellow mud bricks, with red spider lilies blooming on both sides and connected to towering long bridges, appeared in front of the two of them.

Ji Ning recognized them, they were all the Yellow Spring Roads. But now they were all overlapping, but they were clearly distinguished from each other. Cui Fujun smiled at Ji Ning and said, "According to the regulations issued by the Heavenly Court, all true spirits with merit and purity can directly return to the [Heaven] after crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Mengpo Soup, and become the innate gods of the Heavenly Court."

"But, you are carrying an item of a great master. According to the past reincarnation process, after crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Mengpo Soup, you should enter the eternal world or chaotic world of the great master with whom you have a causal relationship."

Cui Fujun blinked at Ji Ning, "But I've placed a bet for you again. So, choose."

"Become a congenital god in heaven, or become an ordinary mortal in the vast land, or become a chaotic god or demon who was born in the world realm. In this special period, I can let you freely choose the afterlife you like."

Looking at the countless reincarnations, Ji Ning, whose soul is now infinitely close to that of a celestial being, is dazzled.

After thinking for a while, he bowed to Lord Cui and said, "Please give me some advice, Lord Cui."

Lord Cui nodded slightly and smiled.

With a wave of the pen, all the Yellow Springs Roads disappeared like a dream bubble, leaving only one Yellow Springs Road with a hint of worldly breath standing in front of him.

He said softly, "If it was a year earlier, or even half a year earlier, I would suggest that you enter the [Heaven] and become a congenital god in the Heavenly Court."

"But it's too late now. If you enter the Heaven Realm now, even if your soul is infinitely close to that of a celestial being and can be considered the reincarnation of an immortal, you won't have enough time to practice and you won't have any time to settle down. You can only hastily become a member of the heavenly soldiers and generals who will respond to the catastrophe."

"It's not that there's anything wrong with being a heavenly soldier or general, but at this moment, the innate gods and immortals in heaven can only focus on the art of killing and fighting to deal with the catastrophe due to time constraints. Time-consuming secret arts such as cultivating the state of mind and forging the heart of Tao must be temporarily put aside. This is obviously not a good choice for a cultivator who has just embarked on the path of cultivation."

"As a mortal on the great land, you will have the opportunity to receive more protection from great masters during this 'vitality revival', and gain more opportunities to display your talents. Thus, you can cultivate to a level where you can intervene in the great catastrophe within a chaotic era, and gain some incredible 'great fortune'."

Ji Ning bowed to Lord Cui with gratitude on his face, "Thank you for your kindness to me."

Cui Fujun shook the black pen in his hand, condensed the ink into an ink line, tied up the small wooden sword, turned it into a necklace, and hung it around Ji Ning's neck.

Cui Fujun smiled and said, "You're welcome. We are all from the same hometown and were created by the Empress. And I placed a bet."

"Just remember not to get yourself killed and make me lose money."

"Go to reincarnation, hurry up."

Ji Ning bowed to Lord Cui again and immediately walked towards the Yellow Springs Road.

In just a blink of an eye, he came to the bank of a muddy yellow river that carried a sense of tranquility, guidance, and death. In front of him was the Naihe Bridge that spanned the Yellow Springs beneath his feet.

When Ji Ning walked onto the Naihe Bridge, a light mist lingered around him, flickering with a kind of immortal light that conveyed a sense of tranquility.

Listening to the sound of water dripping from the river, Ji Ning whispered to himself, "This river should be the Forgotten River, right?"

“It’s so spectacular. And the tranquility is so comfortable.”

On this long bridge full of tranquility, Ji Ning's mood became calm, and the inexplicable fear of reincarnation in his heart gradually dissipated.

After walking across the Naihe Bridge, a crystal stone stood beside an earthen platform, flashing pictures of the past, which untied some of Ji Ning's obsessions and made a free and easy mood gradually linger in his heart.

At some point, Ji Ning came to an old woman and subconsciously took a bowl of clear soup with a turbid yellow smell.

She glanced at the necklace on Ji Ning's neck and said with a smile, "Come on, young man favored by Fellow Daoist Cui, it's time to drink the soup."

"After drinking it, we'll be on our way."

Ji Ning looked at the kind old lady in front of him, the soup in his hand, and the roulette wheel with six symbols in the distance, and he immediately understood.

This is undoubtedly the legendary Meng Po, the Meng Po soup that can make people forget their present life, and the six realms of reincarnation that allow all spirits in heaven and earth to be reborn.

Ji Ning held the clear soup in his hand and thanked Meng Po, "My dear Ji Ning, thank you, Senior Meng Po."

Meng Po nodded and said, "Not bad, I haven't seen such a polite young man for a long time."

She reached out and touched Ji Ning's forehead, stroked his hair, and left a wisp of the power of the Netherworld on his forehead. "If you become a great master in the future and want to start over again, you can use this wisp of authority I left for you to go through the six reincarnations."

Meng Po paused, then smiled and said, "Of course, if you are tired of everything in the mortal world and have not yet achieved eternal enlightenment, you can also come to me, register a name, take a job, and quietly spend the 108,000 years of the Chaos Era as a true spirit."

Ji Ning showed gratitude and said to Meng Po, "Thank you for your appreciation, senior."

Looking at the clear soup in his hand, he slowly brought it to his mouth.

But at the moment when he was about to drink it, the entire [Underworld] underwent a huge change. Slight cracks appeared in the arrangements of countless "Tao". Unbelievably terrifying tear marks suddenly and quietly emerged in all things.

When Ji Ning came back to his senses, Meng Po's figure had disappeared, the clear soup in her hand scattered on the cracked ground, the Naihe Bridge behind him turned into ruins, and the wheel representing the six realms of reincarnation was also shattered into pieces, with only a little power left to keep it rotating.

Looking at the cracks that filled the sky and earth, Ji Ning subconsciously grasped the small wooden sword that emitted a green light and protected him, and his expression changed drastically.

"What the hell happened?"

But before he could think further, the horrifying sound of collapse and endless darkness swallowed him from behind.

Ji Ning gritted his teeth and without caring about anything else, he quickly ran towards the Samsara Wheel that was still barely running and jumped into it.
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The "Pangu Chaos World" let out a huge roar.

The place where it was located began to move, and was completely pushed into the endless space by the "wild chaotic universe instinct".

Now, countless "Eternal Ultimate Ways" are in a state that is very similar to other chaotic universes, but different. The operation of the Heavenly Way also vibrates like drumbeats at the same time, in the ears of every being in Daluo Heaven.

The space-time torrent that originally protected the "Pangu Chaos World" and turned into the membrane wall of the chaotic universe has now been dismembered into pieces by the space-time dimensions that are so disordered that they cannot be sorted out.

Countless weak little worlds were completely shattered, and even the [Heaven] and [Underworld], which were closely related to the current "Origin of Pangu Chaos Universe", were cracked with terrible cracks.

At this moment, the entire "Pangu Chaos Universe" looks like a glass ball full of cracks.

(End of this chapter)