After the myth

Chapter 865 The Great Dao Paradox
The cosmic pot fell silent.

Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen were silent because they had some understanding of the true meaning of the universe and were hesitant about the future path.

Gabriel didn't have a deep understanding of what Ling Zhuzhen said, so she didn't have anything to say.

After a long silence, Ding Huan finally spoke up: "Old Ling, if this is really the case, do you have any ideas?"

Ling Zhuzhen said after a long while: "Perhaps only by breaking free from this universe can we achieve the great way.

I heard that there is also a cosmic wall at the edge of the universe, or passing through that cosmic wall is the only way to escape from this cosmic world..."

There was more he didn't say.

He suspected that guys like Chang Yidaozu and Qi Zhoutian followed Mo Lan and the others through the cosmic wall and entered the real center of the universe that he sensed.

It’s a pity that his relationship with those two guys was average, and they were even enemies when they were fighting for the Universe Dao Fruit.

Ugh……

Ling Zhuzhen sighed.

They are both Taoist ancestors, so why are their circumstances so different?

Ding Huan did not respond to Ling Zhuzhen's words. He was thinking about something.

For Ling Zhuzhen, the only way to break free from the constraints of this universe is to pass through the cosmic wall and enter the chaos at the center of the universe.

This was also his initial perception and belief.

However, in his perception, even if he found the center of this universe, it might not be the avenue he imagined.

Even closer to the creator of the catastrophe.

So Ding Huan is not very eager to find the center of the universe now.

He had another feeling, that is, the way he practiced was completely different from that of others.

He has his own great universe.

Why is it necessary to prove the truth in the outside universe?
Just as he perceived, perhaps this outside universe is someone else's universe?
Even if this universe does not belong to someone else, and is indeed a universe of chaotic symbiosis, he does not necessarily have to attain enlightenment in such a universe, right?
Why can't he preach in his own universe?
However, the level and grade of perfection of his universe gradually grows according to his own great way.

In other words, the level of his universe will always be on par with the level of his avenue, or even lower.

How can one achieve a great path in one's own universe that is far higher than one's own cultivation?

This is a paradox.

There was silence again on the cosmic pot.

Another day passed, and Ding Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, he would have no problem attaining the realm of creation here.

If that's the case, why bother thinking about anything else?

There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain. Thinking about things that are far from being reached now is just worrying about nothing.

"Old Ling, I plan to go to the Tianmeng tribe..."

As soon as Ding Huan said this, Ling Zhuzhen raised his hand to stop him from speaking: "Brother Ding, you must not even think about going to the Tianmeng Clan..."

As if he felt that his words were a little hasty, Ling Zhuzhen tried to slow down his tone:
"Back then, the Tianmeng tribe almost wiped out the human race. When they were about to be destroyed, the human race didn't show any vigilance at all. They even ignored the existence of the Tianmeng tribe..."

Most people would definitely find it incredible, or even impossible, when they heard Ling Zhuzhen say this.

After all, they are going to destroy you, and you are a race, how can you be ignored?

Ding Huan blurted out: "Forgotten Dao Principle?"

The reason why Ding Huan remembered the Law of Forgetting so clearly was because he had been infected by the Law of Forgetting, which was brought by the leather scroll.

If Xing Jia hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't even know that he had been hit by the law of oblivion.

This time it was Ling Zhuzhen's turn to be surprised: "You know the law of oblivion?"

Ding Huan nodded. Not only did he know the law of oblivion, he had even integrated some of the laws of oblivion.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan's mind moved, and a vague law galaxy suddenly appeared around the periphery of his chaotic law sea. It was the Forgotten Law Galaxy.

With the Galaxy of Forgotten Laws, next time he encounters this kind of forgotten laws, he only needs to comprehend and integrate these forgotten laws to fill his own Galaxy of Forgotten Laws.

Ding Huan was sure that if the Tianmeng tribe even had the ability to forget, then the level would definitely be much higher than the law of forgetfulness he had felt before.

"I know a little. I must go to the Tianmeng tribe, and I have my reasons for going." Ding Huan did not say that he had ever been affected by the law of oblivion.

Ling Zhuzhen looked at Ding Huan with even more admiration: "Your experience is indeed different from that of ordinary people. Since you must go, you must be careful of their forgetfulness law after you go to the Tianmeng tribe.

Back then, with the help of the Cosmic Tree, the Tianmeng Clan spread the Law of Forgetting in the universe, causing everyone to ignore the existence of the Tianmeng Clan.

If the human race had not produced two powerful figures, the human race of the universe would have been wiped out by the Tianmeng race before the cosmic catastrophe arrived. "

"The Cosmic Tree is a companion of chaos, why would it help the Tianmeng tribe?"

"I guess the Cosmic Tree thinks that the Tianmeng Clan is the race that should exist in Chaos. In the eyes of the Cosmic Tree, the human race may just be a superfluous one."

……

Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen chatted all the way until the cosmic pot rushed into chaos.

He benefited a lot.

Maybe Ling Zhuzhen's Dao is not as good as his.

However, Ling Zhuzhen has a very deep understanding of the Great Dao, the evolution of all things in the world, and the progress of the universe.

And when Ling Zhuzhen talked to him about these things, he did not hide his incompetence at all.

This made Ding Huan feel that Lao Jia was not loyal enough. When discussing with him, he was always evasive. Ling Zhuzhen was completely stunned. He felt the chaos outside the cosmic pot. But he never thought that there were people who could control flying magic weapons to fly in the chaos.

If he had this ability back then, how could the Great Dao be in chaos?

This Ding Xiaotu is indeed an extraordinary person.

I have to maintain a good relationship with Ding Xiaotu no matter what.

Back then, it was because he missed the chance to make friends with Mo Lan that he ended up being worse off than Qi Zhoutian and Chang Yi.

"Brother Ding, the reason why chaos is called chaos is because 'there is nothing in chaos, and there is no space outside of chaos'. In such a place, it is impossible to control the flight of flying magic weapons. Why do you..."

Ling Zhuzhen really couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that Ling Zhuzhen was so open with him, Ding Huan did not intend to hide it from Ling Zhuzhen:

"Old Ling, I have been practicing in the chaos for more than 10,000 years, and I have a new understanding. The chaos we are in is not real chaos, but a kind of pseudo-chaos.

All things are mixed together but not separated, which describes the chaos we are in now, that is, this kind of pseudo-chaos.

The real chaos should be close to what you said, 'there is nothing in the chaos, and there is no space outside the chaos'. I am afraid no one has ever seen it, so no one can fully describe it.

You should have felt it before. It is to break free from the constraints of this dimension and the universe and enter a more central universe. Perhaps that is where the real chaos lies.

In this pseudo-chaos, everything has traces to follow. As long as you master the laws of chaos, you can walk here calmly."

"So that's how it is." Ling Zhuzhen nodded suddenly.

He is not an ordinary cultivator. He was at the eighth step of the Great Dao back then. If it were not for the limitations of heaven and earth, he might have been at the ninth step of the Great Dao now.

It turns out that this has caused him to become the chaos of the Great Dao, or even pseudo-chaos.

If he fell into real chaos, would he still be alive?
Ling Zhuzhen was also filled with emotion.

The eighth step of the Great Dao is the pinnacle that human cultivators can reach.

Now it seems to be just that.

He believed what Ding Huan said. When he experienced the catastrophe in the chaos, he had similar feelings.

It’s just that not as thorough as Ding Huan said.

Ding Huan's cosmic pot stopped.

Ling Zhuzhen and Gabrielle watched Ding Huan continuously carving out forbidden void patterns, and a space suddenly appeared around him.

The chaos receded.

"What a great place." Ling Zhuzhen jumped off the cosmic pot and looked at this space that existed in chaos, and couldn't help but sigh.

If he could have found such a place in the chaos to avoid the catastrophe, why would the Great Dao have turned into chaos?
Ding Huan arranged the space in the chaos, and then said:

"Lao Ling, I will remove the Chaos for you, and you can recover your strength here. When you want to go out in the future, use the teleportation talisman..."

"This is chaos, the teleportation talisman may be useless..."

Ling Zhuzhen paused.

Other people’s teleportation talismans may be useless, but Ding Huan’s may not be.

Ding Huan has a very clear understanding of all the laws in this chaos, and can control flying magic weapons to travel in this chaos. How could he not be able to refine a teleportation talisman to teleport out of the chaos?

Ding Huan took out a teleportation talisman and handed it to Ling Zhuzhen: "Don't worry, my teleportation talisman can still be used to teleport you out."

Many things are actually just a layer of paper, and once it is broken, that's it.

Ding Huan has comprehended the laws of chaos for ten thousand years and formed a sea of ​​laws of chaos in his own world.

His sea of ​​chaos laws has not been perfected yet, not because his avenue is not good, but because the chaos laws in this pseudo-chaos are insufficient to allow his sea of ​​chaos laws to take shape and be perfect.

With his understanding of the laws of chaos, it was easy for him to refine one or two teleportation talismans that could be used to teleport in this pseudo-chaos.

Ling Zhuzhen's avenue, purple palace, sea of ​​consciousness, dantian, and spiritual veins were all turned into chaos.

So much so that Ling Zhuzhen's great path collapsed.

But for Ding Huan, it’s not a problem at all.

In just one day, all the laws of chaos that caused Ling Zhuzhen's body to become chaotic were completely eliminated by Ding Huan.

As for the 'Seven-Leaf Samsara Grass', it was useless to Ding Huan.

Just as Ding Huan guessed, Ling Zhuzhen's cultivation level recovered to the Yanjie realm.

Ling Zhuzhen knew that the chaos in his body had been resolved, and it was only a matter of time before his cultivation level recovered.

It's a pity that most of the Dao meridians in his body had been taken away by Jie Jun. Otherwise, it would only take him a hundred years at most to recover to the seventh step of the Great Dao.

As for recovering to the eighth step of the Great Dao, it is only a matter of time.

"Brother Ding, thank you. From now on, you will be my brother in life and death. If you need any help from me, Brother Ding, just let me know."

Ling Zhuzhen's excitement at this moment is really hard to describe.

"Old Ling, you should work hard to recover your cultivation while I go to the Tianmeng tribe to get some cultivation resources. I may need your help in the future." Ding Huan patted Ling Zhuzhen's shoulder.

If one can only cultivate to the Creation Realm in the universe, Ding Huan would come to find Ling Zhuzhen, or at least ask Ling Zhuzhen for help in finding the cosmic wall.

He had a feeling that he had to prove his truth in his own world and break free from the constraints of this cosmic wall.

(Good night, fellow Taoists!)

(End of this chapter)