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Chapter 566: Ancient Desolate Land
"Unfortunately, this fertilizer is still of low quality. The Magic Tree has just sprouted new branches and cannot be considered a towering tree."

Gu Qingyuan sighed in his heart, the ability of that saint was far beyond that of the immortals in later generations, and could be compared with the true saints in the heavens. What was even more rare was that after Baili Tu became a saint, he condensed a bone pattern of time. This alone was more powerful than his own flesh and blood.

The roots of the magical tree wrapped around the entire meteorite that was gathered by the primordial magnetic force, and gradually rose and transformed, ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet... When the magical tree broke through a certain limit, the primordial magnetic meteorite could no longer accommodate the huge root system. After reaching its peak, it would decline, and would inevitably experience prosperity and decline.

Yuanli, spiritual energy and dark energy surged in, and a vortex of spiritual energy formed by the powerful absorption force condensed above the meteorite, blowing up gusts of spiritual energy hurricanes, embracing all energy like a dragon sucking water, and causing a spiritual energy tide.

The Shentong Tree continues to transform under the nourishment of spiritual energy, but the growth substances it needs are difficult to measure. Soon the spiritual energy tide gradually weakens, and the balance between growth needs and supply is broken. Once there is a lack of nutrients, that is, various energy supplies, the transformation of the Shentong Tree will stagnate.

Seeing that the magical tree was growing slowly, Gu Qingyuan took action. With a stroke of his hand, a huge space crack appeared, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared. Only a corner of it was exposed, but it had already caused a lot of strange phenomena in the universe.

He swung out a stream of red light, which cut off and dissolved, leaving only a trace of invisible and colorless fluctuation. This was the condensation of Baili Tu's bloodline and a trace of the laws of time contained in his bone patterns. If he were allowed to grow up, he might be able to become the Supreme of Time and travel through the long river of time. However, now he was killed by Gu Qingyuan, and all his accumulation turned into wedding clothes.

As soon as that trace of time fluctuation appeared, it fell into the ancient bronze mirror. This was just an introduction to the birth of the Kunlun Mirror.

The Kunlun Mirror was created in later generations, and its origin went along with Gu Qingyuan into eternity. Its external manifestation has disappeared, leaving only the essence beneath the external shell. Now, with this slight fluctuation of time, it is just the right time to rebuild its roots.

As the fluctuations of time fell on the mirror surface, the ancient bronze mirror seemed to be pulled out of the space crack by a huge force, and the shape of the Kunlun mirror also changed accordingly.

The mirror-like brilliance has two sides, the positive and the negative. The positive side shows the eternal wilderness, with countless gods and men running around, killing ferocious beasts, crossing mountains and seas, defending against all tribes, singing heroic and tragic songs, and opening up a bloody path for the human race.

There is another scene on the reverse side, where two figures shuttle back and forth, defeating immortals, establishing a dynasty, creating a nation, and determining the country. Thousands of paths run parallel, thousands of methods emerge at the same time, hundreds of schools of thought contend, and all directions move together, all for the prosperity of one clan.

The Kunlun Mirror inherits the ancient times and connects to future generations. The past and the present are all in the mirror. The past and the future are all gathered together. It is an invaluable treasure of time and has infinite magical powers over time.

Gu Qingyuan snapped his fingers, and the ancient bronze mirror shattered into pieces, but countless rays of light were connected to each other and fell one by one on the Yuanci meteorite. No two mirror fragments were the same, and they all had one person, thing, and object, accommodating countless things.

As Gu Qingyuan manipulated the lens, it gradually merged with the Yuanci meteorite, and a trace of breath was born. The entire meteorite became illusory, seemingly real and unreal, as if it was just an illusion refracted by the mirror, blurry, but a trace of wild breath was born.

This breath enveloped the meteorite and gradually spread to include the entire nearby area. This space began to become full of dangers and time was chaotic. Once you fall into this place, the timelines would be mixed. You might be reborn into ancient times and become a child at one moment, and an octogenarian the next. What's worse, you might even meet your past and future selves.

This is the work of the law of time, which manifests the projections of those who enter at various time points. If one has no means, one will be trapped to death, shortening one's lifespan and becoming eternally decadent.

The magical tree, under the reflection of the Kunlun Mirror, became fragmented, like scattered pieces of porcelain, randomly pieced together. But its growth stage, which was close to stagnation, began to grow rapidly again. Some of the fragmented tree bodies died instantly, and then sprouted new buds, while others became lush and green, and became more prosperous. Life and death, withering and flourishing, appeared together, as if countless possibilities were gathered and evolved at the same time under the strange power of time.

And with the blessing of various possibilities, the Divine Power Tree constantly selects and evolves, discarding the wrong and flawed possibilities, leaving only the beneficial and suitable possibilities, the power of creation, the change of time, and the convergence of possibilities. On its treetops, one hundred and eight paths evolve into thousands, and at the same time, one hundred and eight seeds of the path hang on the branches.

At this point it should not be called a magical power tree, but a Tao seed tree. The thirty-six celestial beings, the seventy-two earthly demons, and the one hundred and eight magical powers encompass everything. With this as the main trunk, countless small Taoist rules and small magical powers are derived, filling it, faintly turning into an illusory world. There are also one hundred and eight illusory Tao seeds that continue to condense as they evolve, shining brightly on the branches.

The condensation of the Tao seeds made this place even more dangerous. Heavenly thunder, earthly fire, divine wind, real water... countless kinds of supernatural powers gathered together, turning the entire space into an eternal dangerous place and a desolate and desolate area.

Anyone below the level of a saint will be injured by the aftermath just by approaching this place. Only saints can walk in this desperate place, and they must also be careful about having their lifespans taken away by the law of time. Only great saints and saint kings have the strength to enter and are qualified to go deep into the center of the Yuanci meteorite and plant trees.

But these were not a big deal for Gu Qingyuan. He stepped in and reached the center in one step. He looked at the roots of the Tao seeds and heaven and earth that had grown into towering trees. He carefully felt the myriad changes and the replacement of the Tao.

Since the immortal way no longer exists, he created a new way. He always follows others, repeating what others have said and walking in the path of his predecessors. How can he open up a new source of Taoism?

As soon as entering this place, the mind and spirit are connected, the subtle changes in the space are all in the mind, and the evolution of the Tao cannot escape the eyes. This is the area of ​​Gu Qingyuan's Taoist temple. With the blessing of the Tao tree, his combat power is enough to be enhanced by hundreds or thousands of times.

But the purpose of creating this desperate situation was not to increase his combat power. He had long passed the stage of saving his life, and how to make a major breakthrough in his realm was his first consideration.

Constantly stacking boxes to increase combat power in a world is something that only mediocre cultivators do. Gu Qingyuan only wants to condense great supernatural powers and great laws.

This kind of great magical power does not mean unmatched combat power, but the change of the essential origin, immortality, breaking of logic and so on. In a word, it is just Feng Ling Yue Ying, playing cheating!
For example, things like being one level higher when meeting someone, having infinite energy and being able to kill with every hit, are all manifestations of the essence of this great supernatural power.

Therefore, this place is not a place for enlightenment, but a large-scale testing ground, like a Venus flytrap, except that the insects it catches are a little bigger, at least larger than those of a saint.

The boundless starry sea is so vast. The samples that Gu Qingyuan wants, such as those of great saints and holy kings, are scattered all over the starry sea. If he were to search for them one by one, the time spent on the road alone would be difficult to measure.

If the mountain does not come to me, then let the mountain come to me. If you want to attract the strong in the boundless sea of ​​stars, you must have tempting bait, and this place is the sweetest bait.

"Don't you enter any big tombs and ruins you see? Everyone is an expert at tomb robbing and digging. I will prepare a vast ancient wasteland for you and wait for you to enter!"

(End of this chapter)