Divine Book Era

Chapter 488
PS: Today is the third watch.Fourth, something went wrong!
There was another continuous battle, and Liu Xiu was defeated and retreated. Fortunately, he had a strong will and an indomitable spirit. He was constantly polishing himself in the battle, learning little by little, and improving little by little.

Finally, after a fierce battle for a long time, Liu Xiucai killed the barbarian general.

Summing up the combat experience, Liu Xiu felt the shortcomings!

Having lost his immortal cultivation and martial arts cultivation, Liu Xiu is like a tiger that has lost its claws and claws. His cultivation has been crippled by more than half, and his combat power is extremely weak.

too weak!
too weak!
Fortunately, this is only a small-scale battle, not even a battle!

The battle started quickly, and ended very quickly. The number of monks participating in the battle was small, and their cultivation base was relatively poor. Even if Liu Xiu was the fifth scum of the war, he lived to the end of the battle and did not die in the battle.

"Brother go all the way!"

"Brother, I will accompany you next time!"

"Brother, I must kill a few more enemies to avenge you!"

The battle was over, and countless soldiers began to collect the bones and bury the dead soldiers.

Then the simple but solemn funeral began, with raging flames, the bones of the lost barbarian warriors were continuously burned, and finally dissipated together!
"It's true, it's false!"

Liu Xiu feels everything around her, all of which are illusory, this is the world in the painting.

Everything is illusory, as long as he leaves the world in the painting, everything will cease to exist.

But all of this is real, the fighting of the barbarian warriors, the blood and tears of the barbarian warriors, all the various things of the barbarian warriors are extremely real, and I feel everything cordially.

If all this is a dream, this dream is too real!
There were sages in ancient times who preached the Tao in their dreams. Everything that happened in the dream was illusory and real at the same time.A monk living in a dream, if he can break the illusion of the dream, walk out of the dream, and turn nothingness into reality, he can become a real person.

"Forget that this is a dream, this is what happened in reality, this is history!"

Liu Xiu thought.

Time was passing, and in just three days, Liu Xiu was familiar with everything and understood the principle of sacrifice.

The cultivation base remains the same, but the combat power has improved.

clang clang clang!

At this time, the bell rang and spread to the surrounding land.

"The barbarian is going to give a sermon..."

Liu Xiu's eyes lit up.

The barbarian saint is the saint of the barbarian tribe.

Today, there are twelve saints in the barbarian tribe. They control the sacrifices, predict the future, and understand the way of heaven and earth. They are the sages of the barbarian tribe and the leaders of the barbarian civilization!
Suddenly, in the void, figures flickered one after another, moving towards a certain position.

Brush brush!
In the void, one after another breath is extremely powerful!

Liu Xiu also left quickly, about half an hour later, and sat down under a big mountain, surrounded by monks sitting upright, waiting quietly, waiting for the arrival of the barbarian sage.

After a long time, a breath flashed in the air, and an old man appeared, dressed in gray clothes, with braids on his head, and a wild atmosphere, but his eyes were extremely bright, like stars, with wisdom. Color, seems to be able to see through all kinds of obstacles in the world, all karma.

This is the saint, the saint of the barbarians!

Every race has saints. Saints are the leaders of civilization. Saints may not be the strongest, but every generation of barbarian emperors respects saints more than much.

The emperors of the barbarians control the secular power; the saints of the barbarians control the hearts of all living beings.

And the barbarian sage sat on a high mountain and began to preach.

"Barbarians, the origin of civilization, the firewood of civilization...the fire is never extinguished, and the barbarians are never extinguished!" The barbarian began to preach, spit out words one by one, with the profound meaning of the great way.

When one reaches the realm of a sage, one's comprehension of the Dao is already extremely profound.

The sage himself is already the incarnation of the Dao, and every word and deed is the external manifestation of the Dao. Watching the words and deeds of the sage makes it easier to comprehend the Dao.

"The Protoss is the son of the Dao of Heaven, born with divine veins, amazing talent, and ranks first among all races. The Protoss represents the order of the Dao of Heaven. However, if the Protoss survives, all races will not prosper; if the Protoss declines, all races will prosper!"

"The demons are formed from the darkness of all things. The demons are born for destruction, born for the chaos of the world; one chaos and one order are the guides for the changes of the heavens!"

"The demon clan evolves spiritually for all things. The world and all things are born with spirituality, and when the spirituality is condensed, they can turn into demons. However, the demon clan is chaotic, like a group of dragons without a leader, it is difficult to achieve great success!"

"Only I, the barbarian, comprehend the changes of the world and the mysteries of nature, and I am the son of the earth, born in the earth, and died in the earth..."

When the sage spoke, the ancient language was full of philosophy.

"There are three thousand avenues, and each avenue is different. The characters of the avenues are called talismans. Everything is evolved from runes, using talismans to transform patterns, and using patterns to express Dao..."

Then, Man Sheng began to talk about some dry things.

Liu Xiu's angry eyes immediately brightened.

The avenue is invisible, the avenue has no form, and the avenue is silent!

What is the avenue?
It's not a specific thing, it doesn't have a specific form, and it can't be pondered or comprehended.

It can only be understood but not expressed in words. This is the great way.

Different monks have different comprehensions and different understandings of the Dao, so the Dao has different forms.

The text of the avenue is called Fu!
Countless runes condensed and turned into dao patterns, countless dao patterns condensed and turned into regular chains, and countless regular chains condensed and turned into specific forms of avenues, making the invisible and formless avenues become tangible .

Cultivation is to turn the false Dao into the real Dao.

Cultivation is to turn the untouchable avenue into touchable.

Cultivation is to make the mysterious and mysterious Dao simple and accessible.

Cultivation is to make the useless Dao useful.

Because of different understandings, there are different Dao patterns.

…………

The sage's sermon is over.

Three days have passed, but Liu Xiu fell into a deep understanding.

Suddenly, I realized in my heart what he was missing!
Did not condense their own runes!
In the past, when he condensed the fairy bones, he condensed the five-party sacred beast runes, which were naturally evolved after he had cultivated to the extreme; he also condensed the Yin-Yang runes, which were condensed out of a deep understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao;

Once again, the Purple Fighting Rune was condensed, and the Life and Death Rune was condensed.

These runes are all evolved by talent, and they are essentially gnawing on their old roots.

He didn't really comprehend it, and he didn't condense his own runes!

It's just that he imitated the way of others, and finally condensed it.

Imitation is not necessarily invincible, but it can be quickly learned and improved quickly.

It is possible to imitate, but it is destined to be impossible to surpass. When it reaches the apex, there will be shackles, and it will be difficult to move forward.

Only by concentrating your own runes and stepping out of your own way can you prove the way!
"Purple Fighting Runes..."

Liu Xiu's bookish energy circulated and turned into the Zidou rune.

The Purple Fighting Rune is changing in the void, carrying the breath of fate, the breath of variables, surpassing fate and being at ease.

I think back then he comprehended Ziwei Doushu, condensed it to the extreme, and turned it into Zidou runes.

In the past, it looked perfect, but now, there is a little bit of disharmony!
(End of this chapter)