The Lord of Heaven asked

Chapter 74 A narrow escape from death

The Yan Dao Sutra is a scripture created by Ye Xiu specifically for Luo Lingxi, who was a congenital Dao fetus.

The most mysterious point about the Yan Dao Jing is that, unlike other ancient scriptures, it does not have fixed secret techniques and skills. Instead, it can absorb the Tao from the environment at any time to replenish itself according to the needs of the innate Tao fetus.

Even in the midst of a vast heavenly calamity, the Yan Dao Sutra can absorb the purest spiritual power from the heavenly calamity to restore its own divine power.

But doing so would inevitably anger the heavenly tribulation, making it even more difficult.

In the Xuanhuang Holy Land, the cultivators who watched Luo Lingxi's killing were all worried for her.

"This girl actually absorbed the essence of the heavenly tribulation!"

Yuan Miaoyin was also shocked by Luo Lingxi's bold behavior.

"It should be said that it is worthy of being called the innate Dao fetus. It can actually refine the Dao marks in the heavenly tribulation and use them for its own benefit!"

Li Qingyang, the Holy Lord of Xuanhuang Holy Land, had a strange look in his eyes and was amazed.

What is a heavenly tribulation? It is a calamity sent by God to cultivators to test those cultivators who want to go against God's will.

Every blade of grass and every tree in the heavenly calamity, including the human-shaped lightning, are incarnations of Tao.

In the past, there were also extremely extraordinary cultivators who, when undergoing the tribulation, forcibly captured the Dao traces in the tribulation in order to temper themselves. However, their endings were all very miserable. There were very few people who did so and actually survived the tribulation.

What Luo Lingxi did made the heavenly tribulation even more violent. The phantoms of the Heavenly Lords seemed to have noticed her actions and their attacks became more and more fierce. In just a short while, Luo Lingxi was severely injured.

In the sky, white bones, blood, broken flesh and so on were scattered everywhere, flashing with fairy light, crystal clear, and transformed into all kinds of Taoist images.

They disintegrated and then regenerated, constantly changing. The sun, the moon, the stars, the majestic ancient stars, the dazzling star fields, every drop of blood is a wonder.

Luo Lingxi encountered the most dangerous situation. After nine Heavenly Lords’ phantoms attacked her one by one, her body was also blown up.

Every difficult reorganization would be met with fatal attacks from the shadow of Tianzun, forcing Luo Lingxi to use his own true self to fight back.

Luo Lingxi's true self decomposed, and his blood and bones turned into a brilliant galaxy and mysterious stars, exuding an aura of eternal vicissitudes, corresponding to all the stars in the sky.

At this moment, there were dense spots of light everywhere. They were formed after her hair, bones, and internal organs were worn away. It was very strange.

Faintly, various scriptures seemed to be coming from the sea of ​​thunder. Someone was reciting and praying silently, blessing this life and the next.

Luo Lingxi's true self was destroyed and he was almost killed in the void. Even his soul turned into specks of light, transforming into ancient stars that revolved in the sea of ​​stars.

When the nine phantoms of the Heavenly Lords take action, no one can stop them. It has been like this since ancient times. They are the protagonists of the world in each period. Even if there is a so-called number one person now who can prove his way to become an emperor, he is only one of them.

The true self and the soul shattered into the void, and the fetal bones turned into countless stars, shining with light that illuminates the past, present and future. The nine phantoms of the Heavenly Lords did not make a move.

Because they were attracted by another target and attacked.

The passing me is a very vague figure, sitting cross-legged in the past. The stars are turning, and he is like a natural being, drowned by the silver light of time, as if separated by a long river of time, and can never be approached.

The nine phantoms of the Heavenly Lords attacked together. They stretched out a giant hand from the Taoist temple and struck forward, but it seemed as if it took eternity and it was difficult to touch their body at the first time.

"Crack!"

There was a man in the human-shaped lightning who practiced extraordinary secret skills. When he waved his hands, it seemed as if he had reversed time and space, and sent his power forward, hitting the dead me.

I fought back against Luo Lingxi's death, reciting ancient scriptures for my present life. It was as if I was sitting cross-legged in the long river of time, fighting against the phantom of Tianzun across the long river of time.

The two attacked each other in succession. This was a strange battle, almost illusory and unclear. It was not a real encounter, but a crushing of the Tao. Shiwo blocked an emperor for Luo Lingxi and delayed time. The broken bones, flesh and blood turned into the sun, moon and stars, and the stars in the sky evolved rapidly. The meridians turned into veins, densely covering every ancient star.

"boom!"

The other young emperors displayed their skills and also took action. They evolved to the extreme, and their powerful strength destroyed all illusions. They attacked the dead me and quickly wiped me out.

"Dead Me"

Luo Lingxi let out a sigh among the shattered fetal bones. He turned into stars, corresponding to the stars in the sky, grabbing the starlight and forging his true self.

In the distant future, Luo Lingxi has gained enlightenment and is standing in the future. He is comprehending the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and realizing his own great path. It is impossible not to attract attention because of the communication between heaven and man.

The nine phantoms of the Heavenly Lords attacked forward, trying to kill the future Dao I. They had extraordinary means. After the first attack failed, someone quickly performed a strange method that could kill even if that person was standing in the future.

As long as they can get there, any enemy will be wiped out. No one can stop the nine young emperors, and no one has ever been found throughout the ages.

In the future enlightenment, Luo Lingxi's path will also be cut off and become nothingness. Only ancient stars, galaxies, and star fields will remain in the sky.

Luo Lingxi's true body is evolving, several ancient scriptures are melted into one furnace, she is transforming, giving birth to her own Tao, nurturing hundreds of scriptures in one body, containing ten thousand Taos in one, turning herself into a dragon bone, penetrating the mysteries of various scriptures, and breaking out.

Derive thousands of ways, absorb the mysteries of various scriptures,

“Spirit, belief, and Tao are reborn, breaking free from the shackles and creating a Tao that belongs to me.”

She used the heaven and earth as a furnace and various scriptures as fire to forge herself, burning the furnace red, refining herself, and tempering her true self.

The flesh and blood turned into ancient stars, and the bones turned into galaxies. This was a strange change that even Luo Lingxi himself could not control. It seemed real and illusory.

Looking carefully, it is still flesh and blood and bones, but at a vague glance, there are ancient stars one after another, full of life, evolving the original Qi of all things.

“The Tao is vague and elusive, but within it there is something, within it there is essence…”

The faint sound of chanting resounded again, and the dead self reappeared, as if sitting cross-legged in ancient times, vaguely chanting sutras for this life.

The dead self was born in the past, so there is no question of extinction or immortality. As long as Luo Lingxi's true self is alive, a thought will arise again, and there will be endless past changes, which can never be cut off or killed.

After all, the nine phantoms of the Heavenly Lord were not the Heavenly Lord himself. After Luo Lingxi encountered the most dangerous round of attacks, the phantoms of the Heavenly Lord stopped attacking.

"It's done. The shadow of the Heavenly Venerable will not attack again. As long as Ling Xi survives the heart-refining tribulation, he will succeed!"

Looking at the shadow of Tianzun who had stopped fighting, Yuan Miaoyin sighed.

The calamity of refining the heart is also a difficult hurdle when one is on the path of cutting through the Dao.

Since ancient times, countless geniuses have failed at this stage while trying to cut through the Dao.

The Path of Killing is a choice that cultivators of the second level of Immortal Realm face when they reach a bottleneck in their practice.

That is to cut off the people, events, and memories of the past, or cut off the avenue that binds him, so as to reach the state of supreme oblivion.

Of course, you can also choose to keep everything in the past, go against the flow, and cut off the avenue that binds you, so as to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation and an improvement in realm.

But such a disaster was so difficult to survive that it was almost impossible to escape death.

There is no doubt that Luo Lingxi chose this path.

(End of this chapter)