Heavenly Martial Arts - 436. Chapter 431 The Ninth Day

Containing the shock in my heart, Sacral Feixuan stared at the scripture that appeared, frowned and said, “Why is it a little fuzzy?”

“Yes, the remaining part of the eighth volume of this nerve is the person himself. I just explored his form and spirit, so that his body was aroused by some root things, that is, these vague scriptures in front of me, so I said , To truly obtain these scriptures, he must be thoroughly refined.” After a change of thought, the sacral non-xuan reaction turned, and he looked at Bu Fen lightly, his eyes were extremely flat, and suddenly he flipped his palm, and his body and soul were completely changed by force. The whole was broken into pieces, and then swallowed directly with his mouth open, sitting cross-legged on the spot.

Above the moon, He Heng opened his eyes, his pupils filled with indifferent colors, like eternal ice, hard to melt.

Looking far above the earth, he faintly said: “Help you, take this tripod!” As he waved his right hand, a giant cauldron exuding a simple and majestic atmosphere rose into the wind and flew into the depths of the earth.

With the improvement of his cultivation level, he can already use the power of the treasures of the heavens to bring some things into the world of the big sky. This tripod is the ruins tripod brought back from the world of the thousand bones. , You can become a treasure of good fortune only by a thread.

In addition to this, he can even bring others into the heavens and worlds. In other words, if he wants to, he already has the basic ability to establish a “main god space”, but he is not interested.

His practice is not fake, he has no ambition to develop any forces. Even if he is the number one organization in the world, he can’t resist the power of a thought of proving the supreme Da Luo’s detached existence.

Everything in the world is false, and only the strength of the self is true.

Sending the ruins cauldron to the sacral non-xuan place, He Heng no longer sat cross-legged, but stood up and flew towards the center of the solar system, above the sun.

The huge star exudes extremely hot flames, which makes people frightening.

Standing on this eternally burning fireball, He Heng was silent for a while, overlooking the universe, the boundless vastness, stars constantly revolving, forming galaxies, river systems, and even the entire universe.

This universe is extremely vast. Even in a small galaxy, stars such as the solar system are just a drop in the ocean, and there are countless river systems such as the Milky Way in this universe.

The vastness and vastness of this world can be imagined.

Even if the entire world of the big sky, plus the endless wilds and endless seas, might be the size of a galaxy, the Kyushu in the center of the big sky would be bigger than the solar system.

And this vast universe was only transformed by one of the thirty-three days, and the horror hidden in the thirty-three days can be imagined.

According to the mysterious young man, these thirty-three days were nothing but a little fragment of the former Sanqing realm.

The former Sanqingjing itself should be nothing more than a secret place in the big sky. The mammoth and prosperous world of the big sky in the ancient times is enough to see the leopard in this tube.

No wonder it can give birth to the detached existence of the Supreme Da Luo realm, such as the Three Heavens of the Xuanmen, the Buddha of the Brahma Gate, etc., comparable to the ancestor of the Taoist ancestors, a respectable ancient Taoist in the Xuanhuang Realm…

It has become the most special place among the heavens and all realms, where the most ancient and powerful supreme sacred “Tao Ancestor” in the legend has come to open the way of cultivation.

And this kind of prosperity is finally extinguished in the long river of years. Since ancient times, the powers above the gods and demons have disappeared. Originally, only the most basic Chunyang Zhenxian became the strongest, even some large worlds among the heavens Rather, many Taoist monarchs and Taoists disappeared mysteriously. Even the three emperors and five emperors who later proved Taoist gods and demons disappeared one after another at the peak of their prosperity. The horror of the doorways is unimaginable.

The long history has buried too many secrets.

Throughout the ages, who can be eternal?

Those who can be called eternal, only the Taoist, Xuanmen Santianzun and other detached cultivation that can be counted as two-handed, otherwise even the “He” in the population of the Danxiaodao, the terrible existence that is suspected to be buried in the ancient world will be withered. One day passed away.

For the cultivators of my generation, the real goal is only the supreme Da Luo, the eternal and free detachment of infinite time and space. There are only things that can’t be imagined, but there is nothing impossible.

“One day, I will reach that state.” Perhaps this ambition is ridiculous and arrogant compared to my own status quo, but He Heng believes in himself. If he doesn’t even dare to set his goal, how can he truly achieve it?

The so-called protagonists in many worlds have a mentality of just wanting to be an ordinary person. They have never had the means to practice from beginning to end, and finally reached the highest state, which is actually extremely unreasonable.

Dao Zhixin, if you don’t even have thoughts and ambitions in your heart, how can you reach the highest state?

With my thoughts fluttering, the years flow unconsciously.

Above the earth, Sacral Feixuan finally refined Bu Fen, completely seeing the full picture of the eighth volume of Dong Ning.

Of course, this view is only false. As mentioned before, the cave nerve is the manifestation of the invisible road. With He Heng’s realm, the scriptures that he sees are only realized by the cave nerve within the scope of his understanding.

The true inheritance of the Great Dao cannot be carried out in the form of scriptures, that is, the realm of the Xuanmen Santianzun is beyond everything, and the cave nerves will appear in the scriptures, but the essence is not the most complete cave nerves. This is the same as that of the Tianzun. The method has nothing to do with it, it is purely the limitation of He Heng’s own realm.

After initially digesting the cave nerves, Sacral Fei Xuan walked onto the surface of the earth again. Although he had expected it, he still sighed.

After all, mankind is extinct.

Without Shi Tianyi, the strongest person, how could the human beings who were scattered in the sand resist all the rioting beasts, and after a feeble resistance, they quickly lost and dissipated in the long river of history.

After all, no race is the real protagonist, which can last forever, after all, it is just a grain of sand in the long river of time, which is washed away at will.

Glancing coldly, Sacral Fei Xuan flew towards the sun, meeting with the body.

He Heng has been waiting for him for a long time, because the two of them don’t need to communicate because of the mutual understanding. They looked at each other, and the sacral non-Xuanyuan turned into a stream of light into his body.

Finally, he looked at the world again, and He Heng walked out of this colorless eighth day.

This encounter and test was not the most difficult of the nine days in the colorless world, but it was the one that touched him the deepest. Perhaps it was related to his most original first life.

But this is not important anymore.

Looking back on the past for thousands of years, he is even more inhuman.

The icy cold in his eyes dissipated, and it turned into a kind of plain simplicity and precipitation. He Heng restored the temperament he had before entering the 33 days, but returned to the basics again.

Looking ahead silently, it was a door with the words “Nine Heavens in Wulijie, Wuxiang Wuaitian!”

On the last day of the 33 days that no one has ever pierced in the Supreme Palace, it was the place where the last volume of the cave nerves was located.

Squinting, He Heng strode in.