Super Junior Grandmaster

Chapter 8
"What's going on here? Why do these pictures look so real? Am I dreaming?" Ye Wentian muttered to himself. In order to confirm the authenticity, he stretched out his hand and pinched the flesh on his thigh, resulting in a burst of pain instantly spread throughout the body.

"It's true!" Ye Wentian was taken aback, looking around, everything returned to the original state, and he couldn't see anything hazy.

"Is anyone there? Who was talking just now?" Ye Wentian walked around, but found that he couldn't get out of the same place, as if the surrounding environment was exactly the same without any change.

"Could it be that I encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall?" Thinking of this, Ye Wentian couldn't help but shuddered. Although he didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world, this matter was really counterintuitive, and only ghosts and gods could do it. Only words can explain it all.

"Jie Jie... Hehe..." At this moment, eerie voices came from all around, back and forth, making it impossible to know where the voice came from.

"This voice...why is it so terrifying!" Ye Wentian's heart tightened, and he stayed in place cautiously, looking around with a pair of bright eyes.

"Little guy... I'm going to eat you... I'm going to eat you!" Then, the voice came again.

"When did I, Ye Wentian, become so cowardly!" Ye Wentian suddenly realized that he was so frightened by that illusory thing that he was not like his original self. He gritted his teeth, stood up, and shouted loudly: "What the hell are you? Things, get out of here, see if your grandpa will smash your ass, cut off your tongue, pull out your teeth, and burn your hair..."

"Boy, you are too vicious!" At this moment, the voice changed, like an old urchin blowing his beard and staring.

Sure enough, the surrounding scene changed again. Not far away, on a shiny bead, an old man with white beard was blowing his beard and staring at Ye Wentian.

"Hey...there are no ghosts and gods in this world, everything is just a cover-up." Ye Wentian heaved a sigh of relief, the old man in front of him was quite kind-hearted.

"Old man, I'm very curious. How did you do all this just now? This magic show is really good. Even I, Ye Wentian's sharp eyes, can fool me. I'm quite capable!" Ye Wentian said.

"What old man, old man, little guy, do you know who I am?" the old man said angrily.

"It's none of my business who you are!" Ye Wentian crossed his arms and looked at the old man indifferently, not getting caught at all.

"Good boy, you really have a personality!" As he spoke, the old man laughed instead.

"Of course, don't you see who I am, Ye Wentian." Ye Wentian said shyly. That's what I said.

"Boy, what is this place?" The old man smiled sinisterly, and with a light wave of his big hand, the scene in front of him changed again.

Ye Wentian didn't care at first, but when everything around him became clear, his expression instantly froze.

Bright red blood, intestines one after another, two kidneys on both sides... There was a beating sound above the head, and when he raised his head, it was a bright red heart with clearly visible lung lobes, beating one after another...

Ye Wentian was stunned, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and looked at the old man in disbelief: "Is...is it...in my body?"

"Hey... boy, you have a pretty smart head, I guessed it all!" The old man seemed to like seeing Ye Wentian surprised, and laughed heartily.

Ye Wentian looked at his feet, he was stepping on a bright red intestine, and the old man opposite him was still sitting on the shiny bead, but the bead was suspended.

"Old... old man... no no... grandpa, this..." Ye Wentian pointed around in surprise, and asked awkwardly: "What's going on?"

"Boy, you're scared now!" The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry to explain, and continued: "You were right before, there are indeed no ghosts and gods in this world, but there are some existences that you don't understand, and they are very powerful , are called ghosts and gods by weak creatures, and I am a much, much stronger existence than those ghosts and gods you mentioned."

As he said that, the old man still looked at Ye Wentian with a sullen expression, as if he was saying, envy me, worship me!

Seeing the old man's stinking face, Ye Wentian was really speechless. This narcissism has reached this point, it is really amazing.

"Ahem...Grandpa, should I tell you about your identity now?" Ye Wentian said helplessly.

"Okay, since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully, in order to prevent the universe from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the universe, to implement love and real evil, the cute and charming guardian character is My ancestor Hongmeng is too! Hehe, this opening sentence is not bad!" said the ancestor Hongmeng with a stinky face.

"Why do I seem to have heard this statement somewhere?" Ye Wentian felt dizzy.

"Okay, let's stop teasing you, let's get down to business." Ancestor Hongmeng straightened his face, and then said: "I call myself Ancestor Hongmeng, and this bead existed at the same time. I named it Tiandi Qiankun Bead , I and it are both transformed by Tao.

1 years ago, a vortex appeared in the center of the universe. As time went by, the vortex became bigger and bigger, and gradually had a tendency to stir the entire universe. So I rushed to the center of the universe and felt the seriousness of the situation, so I used Supreme divine power tried to seal the turbulent vortex, but I overestimated my own ability and underestimated the energy intensity of that vortex. Later, I had no choice but to forcefully suppress the vortex with my own body, but even In this way, the vortex still has a tendency to continue to expand, but it is forcibly resisted by my physical body.

What you see now is just my primordial spirit, or my avatar.And the reason why I came here was because the Tiandi Qiankun Pearl sent me here. Now, I almost know why the Tiandi Qiankun Pearl brought me here. "

"Grandpa, you don't mean to say that I can resist that vortex?" Ye Wentian asked in a daze.

"You're half right." Ancestor Hongmeng nodded with a smile: "You, like me, are the only body of Dao spirits left in this universe. Everything you saw before is true, including yours. parents!"

"My parents!" Ye Wentian's face changed suddenly: "Grandpa, who killed my parents? Who instigated it?"

"You need to find the answer to this question yourself. The way of heaven is impermanent, and everything in the dark has its own destiny! There are some things that no one can change. In front of the way of heaven, everything is insignificant! Including you and me, even me This Heaven and Earth Cosmos Pearl that is also impossible to fathom!" said Patriarch Hongmeng.

"Okay, tell me, what should I do?" Ye Wentian asked.

"This book is called Hongmeng Daohuajue. I have spent countless epochs summarizing it. I hope it will be helpful to you." As he said, a book of unknown material appeared in the hands of the ancestor Hongmeng. Drawing some strange runes, when he raised his hand, the book instantly entered Ye Wentian's mind.

Ye Wentian was shocked, caught off guard by the sudden change, touched his head, and looked at Patriarch Hongmeng puzzled.

"Only by looking at it with your heart can you understand it." Ancestor Hongmeng laughed.

Hearing this, Ye Wentian tried to think about the book in his mind, and sure enough, the appearance of that book appeared in Ye Wentian's field of vision.

Seeing those mysterious runes, Ye Wentian couldn't help frowning, and as his mind sank gradually, those runes began to change, triggering a layer of mysterious power in his body to start spinning, from the body Every cell in the body slowly began to gather into the books in his mind.

A burst of light flashed, and Ye Wentian found that his entire body was submerged in the book.

As if he was born to understand these mysterious characters, the mysterious runes on it began to become less mysterious.

There are only three levels of the Hongmeng Daohua Jue, the first level is body training; the second level is refining the gods;

There are only nine movements in the first level of body training, and there is also a practice formula. Although the nine movements seem simple, Ye Wentian knows many seemingly simple things, but it is very difficult to do, especially this book. The tactic still came from such an awesome person.

There are still some things in the content of the first layer, but those runes seem to be imprisoned by something, and they are always vague and indistinct. As a result, Ye Wentian went to see the second layer of refining gods, and the situation was even more so. Not to mention later.

(End of this chapter)