History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1584. Chapter 1549 Chapter 1548. Pursuit of Yuantian

The immeasurable Tianzun and the future Buddha, Xian Ting and the White Lotus Pure Land, and even the Xitian Bliss Pure Land and the Yaozu have been fighting to this day. Naturally, Yan Zhaoge and others are happy to see it.

But as Bai Tao said before, it is hard to predict when the fighting will end.

“Do your own thing first.” Yan Zhaoge let out a sigh of relief and said to Cao Jie: “I’m really sorry to delay the predecessor for a long time. Today is a day for all the colleagues to say goodbye to the predecessors.”

Cao Jie shook his head: “It’s okay.”

Although he said so, Yan Zhaoge ended the conversation, and Cao Jie and others got up and walked out to meet other guests.

Yan Zhaoge naturally stopped showing up at this moment, leaving the stage to Cao Jie.

Gao Xuebo slowed down, and Tong Yan Zhaoge said: “My mother and my father have already left the customs a few days ago. If the sword sacrifice has a result, they can set off at any time.”

Yan Zhaoge nodded, and then asked, “How is Sister Yu’s situation? I haven’t been able to go to Biyoutian during this period.”

“Not yet awakened.” Gao Xuebo sighed: “The injury was too serious at the beginning, and the killing of the Yuan Jing is sharp, but under the current situation of Ye’er, it has the opposite effect, which is not conducive to recovery. ”

Yan Zhaoge also sighed softly, and he knew the truth as well.

However, no matter how difficult the situation is, it will not be worse than when it was really won.

After comforting Gao Xuebo with a few words, Yan Zhaoge stopped, watched them leave, then sat back in the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

As Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, the originally bright clean room suddenly became dark, hazy, and time and space blurred, as if a chaos.

In this blurry scene, Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the room didn’t become bright, it just seemed to light up a little.

This light, like a candlelight in the dark night, looked extremely dim and swaying, as if it might be extinguished at any time.

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes were deep, and after a long time, he raised his eyebrows: “…I found it out of thin air, there is nothing valuable, I need a dot-line index.”

Yuan Shi Tianshu, the first Yuan Tianshu of the Three Xiantian Books, and Yanzhao Ge have begun to practice in recent years.

The other nine-volume celestial scriptures have been collected, and the Promise celestial scripture called Yanzhaoge has also made great progress.

For the Yuan Tianshu, the more I try to figure out its artistic conception, the more Yan Zhaoge feels that there is an invisible ceiling above his head, getting closer and closer to him.

The higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the effect of the Yuan Tianshu, but the Yuan Tianshu is not omnipotent, and the higher the level of the cultivator, the more obvious this aspect is felt.

Otherwise, the Yunzhongzi in the realm of Daluo Tianxian would not fall.

The higher the level of the cultivator, the more and more clearly the existence lower than oneself will naturally become clearer, as if there are no secrets at all, the past can be seen in full view, and the various possibilities in the future, although complicated but relatively clear.

But for high-level people, there are naturally less valuable things.

For example, Yan Zhaoge is now focusing on the existence of Zhuxian Ancient Sword and Juexian Ancient Sword, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to find them.

Yuan Tianshu is based on even a tiny bit of related traces, searching for traces, and constantly expanding, so that everything is invisible.

The existence of Zhuxian Four Swords, however, would largely annihilate the traces left by itself in time and space.

“If you don’t use Yuan Tianshu as your foundation, the effect is still a lot worse.” Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

The darkness in the clean room gradually fades, and all the scenes are displayed and restored to their original state.

Time flows quietly, Yan Zhaoge’s mind is peaceful, closing his eyes and resting, until he feels the hustle and bustle of the outside world gradually fades.

After a while, Cao Jie and others returned to the clean room.

Bai Tao and Liu Zhenggu left first and returned to Xizhou and Beizhou respectively. The others followed Yanzhaoge on the same road and returned to the Tianwaitianzhongtuguangcheng Mountains together.

After the ceremony was over, Cao Jie led the way, and Yan Zhaoge went to the Daoxing Tianzun Taoist site that was moved back by the Jinting Mountain Patriarch.

The ruins have been combined with the Jinting Mountain itself, which is the corner of the Dongfu. It seems that there is nothing surprising.

But in the eyes of Yan Zhaoge, a faint emerald brilliance flashed.

In his mind, something different from the real world appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge felt as if he had jumped out of the long river of time, upstream.

The sparkling waves in front of me, one after another pictures quickly pass, time seems to be flowing backwards at this moment, bringing Yanzhaoge to the time of the great disillusion.

As the scenery changes, it appears in the sight of Yanzhaoge, it is a beautiful mountain.

“Jinting Mountain Jade House Cave…” Yan Zhaoge knew it well, knowing that this place was before the Dao Xing Tianzun’s Daochang Cave Mansion was not destroyed.

But soon, the devastation that Yan Zhaoge always remembered in his heart came.

It was completely different from the perspective of the Cangshu Pavilion in Tianting Shrine, a more tragic scene.

The sky shattered like porcelain, suddenly turned into a dusty earth.

During the turbulent situation, it didn’t seem to be bloody, but thousands of creatures had withered together.

There seemed to be flashes of brilliance in time and space, calling Yan Zhaoge not real.

Not only that, but in those Guanghua, there seemed to be more than one line of sight looking back at Yan Zhaoge, looking at him who was outside, looking back in time.

“Daluo…” Yan Zhaoge was not surprised, and did not force him, he retracted his sight, just browsed the changes in the Jade House Cave of Jinting Mountain as much as possible.

You can’t see the specific passing, you can’t see the battle scene, you can’t see who the destroyer is, you can’t see the Dao Xing Tianzun, and you can’t see the ancient sword of absolute immortality.

However, the immortal mountain blessed land, which has been famous for eternity, was still beautiful in the first moment, and it was turned into ruins the next moment.

Under the great calamity that spread to the world and collapsed the great thousand, even the ruins gradually disintegrated and shattered into pieces.

Those unpredictable brilliance had disappeared, and nothing was left before Yan Zhaoge’s eyes.

The devastating scene spreads far away.

Yan Zhaoge no longer paid attention to these, but focused on the broken ruins.

Pieces of fragments were thrown into the distance, and Yan Zhaoge also felt like he was on one of them, moving away with the fragments of the ruins.

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes flashed, and he stared at a few of the remains, until the light in front of his eyes shook, as if he had fallen into the long river of time again.

After returning to consciousness, Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, then opened them again, and the emerald radiance in his pupils disappeared.

“How?” Cao Jie and others asked immediately after seeing this.

“I can’t see Dao Xing Patriarch and Jue Xian Ancient Sword itself, but…” Yan Zhaoge paused for a while and said: “… Dao Xing Patriarch is very likely, just like Jade Ding Patriarch, he fell because of the great destruction.”

“There is still a little bit of harvest. It can’t directly guide us to find the ancient sword of absolute immortality, but if we can find a few places, maybe there will be the relics of Daoxing ancestors to help me sacrifice the sword and exercise the secret method, with the help of the two swords of killing immortals and trapping immortals. Come and look for the ancient sword of absolute immortality.”

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: “Try to see if you can find the ancient sword of Zhuxian. If you have a clue, let’s look for the relic of Daoxing Tianzun.”