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Chapter 85 See you in the picture!

in this fantasy.

Jiangnan witnessed the splendor of the former heaven with his own eyes, the gods of the ten directions, the thousands of golden armors, the heavenly palaces, the world, and the respect of all ethnic groups.

And that broken blue lantern has also become the heavenly treasure of luck.

Under the dedication of the long years, under the broken blue lamp, a wisp of ignorant consciousness was born.

Thousands of years have passed, and at that time, the glory and prosperity of the heavenly court reached its peak!

However, all things flourish and decline.

Heavenly Court has stood for countless years, and it has also cruelly ruled the upper and lower realms for a long time.

Finally one day, the fire of resistance ignited from all races in the world, and it was out of control.

The war is about to start!
It was a brutal war that lasted for hundreds of years.

During this period, the spirits who were pardoned by the heavenly court were divided into two factions, one group helped the heavenly court to suppress the lower realm, and the other group lived in seclusion in the mountains and watched from the sidelines.

The consciousness born from the broken blue lantern witnessed this tragic battle with his own eyes in the Qinghuai days of the heavenly court.

In the end, Heavenly Court was defeated.

The majestic Temple of Heaven was shot down, the gods perished, and the glory days of the past were overturned.

In the end, six terrifying figures in the world descended on Qinghuaitian, suppressed the broken blue lamp with great magical powers, and sank one side of the world.
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The illusion ends here.

At that moment, Jiang Nan's mind went blank.

Although the vision in his eyes had gone through a long time, for others, only a moment had passed.

Countless mixed messages exploded in Jiang Nan's mind, making him dizzy.

"Brother Jiang? What's wrong with you?"

Wang Chunyun noticed his strangeness and asked worriedly.

Jiang Nan strongly supported his body and shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just a little surprised."

Wang Chunyun was taken aback, then nodded: "Indeed, I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never seen such a magnificent palace."

At this moment, through a layer of chaotic light, they have entered the Heavenly Palace.

Although the eaves and walls are all broken, gravel and rubble are all over the place, but from the rest, you can still see the grandeur of this Tiangong, the white jade giant pillars, the dark gold beams, and the walls covered with immortal jade and divine stones. Makes people feel heartbroken.

Compared with this majestic giant palace, the dozens of them in Jiangnan are as small as ants.

A group of people walked along the wide corridor towards the inside of the Heavenly Palace.

Jiang Nan was mixed in the team, bowing his head, and the images he saw in the illusion just flashed in his mind.

Looking at Wang Chunyun and the others, he didn't see those illusions, it seemed that only he saw those ancient years.

And the illusory blue lantern in the sea of ​​​​knowledge should be the shadow of the blue lantern that finally escaped during the Starry Sky War.

As for the rest of the broken blue lanterns, they fell into the Shangyuan world and were mastered by the humans here to establish a heavenly court.

Until now, he finally figured out the relationship between the sea of ​​consciousness blue lantern and the broken blue lantern in the abyss.

If you compare a complete blue lantern to a person, then the soul of the blue lantern is in your mind, and the broken blue lantern that falls in Shangyuan is the corpse.

However, even the broken remains of Qing Deng supported a glorious heaven that ruled Shangyuan for tens of thousands of years.

It's also scary enough.

Perhaps it is because of this that the illusory blue light in his body has been restless since it came to this age.

In addition, in the phantom of the war between the human world and the heavenly court, those neutral ordained monsters should be the land of Xunyang and Qingluo.

Some of them have never participated in the war because of their low morality, and some are dissatisfied with the heavenly court.

It's no wonder that the magical powers obtained by lighting the blue lantern by himself are considered by Qingluo and the Earth God to be the method of Shinto.

In the end, Jiangnan suddenly came up with a somewhat absurd guess.

Since the blue lantern in his head and the broken blue lantern in the heaven are one body, then when he entered the tomb of the immortal, he suddenly passed through this incident... Could it be caused by the blue lantern in the sea of ​​​​knowledge?

He couldn't be sure, but he couldn't tell anyone else either.

Otherwise, everyone present would have to skin him.

All the way forward, the atmosphere in the crowd is depressed.

Although no danger has yet been encountered, no one dares to take it lightly, and they are all on guard.

After about half an hour, the endless corridor seemed to have finally changed.

- The front collapsed.

It seemed that the huge corridor that could not go to the end was smashed by something before the ancient times, and the dazzling sunlight poured in along the huge hole.

And judging from the shape of the collapse - it was the shape of a palm.

For a time, everyone's heart could not help beating suddenly!
Such a scene could not help but come to mind,
Outside the magnificent Heavenly Palace, a huge palm print was incomparably vast, more than a thousand feet, and it shattered a piece of Heavenly Palace with one palm!
They stopped.

Because everyone feels that even after countless years, there is still a terrifying mighty power left in that handprint!

"What kind of existence is this...to leave such traces..."

A disciple in the East Territory couldn't help but sigh.

His words were what everyone thought.

In Shangyuan, all of them are geniuses in the sky, riding on the road of cultivation, leaving the same generation far behind.

Then, when they saw this terrifying palm print, everyone felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Like tiny ants, looking up at the boundless sky.

The difference between clouds and mud!

Jiang Nan also had this feeling in his heart, but in addition, some images flashed in his mind.

——In the chaotic heavenly palace, the monks of the world and the heavenly soldiers of the golden armor fought each other.

Six figures with unclear faces descended from the sky.

One of the strong men smiled boldly, the laughter shook the sky, and then he lifted it up and pressed it towards the magnificent Tiangong from afar.

As the blood surged into the sky, a huge red palm smashed and smashed a hole in the towering Heavenly Palace!
It's the same as the scene in front of you!
This palm print was left by one of the six!
"Senior Brother, what should we do?" A disciple in the East Region asked, looking at Li Yuan.

The crowd also looked at him.

From the very beginning, Li Yuan, who was the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Taiyi in the Eastern Border, played a decision-making role.

Li Yuan felt the pressure and was silent for a long time before he decided to speak: "I have no way to retreat, and the hope of going back is ahead, and I will go through it!"

Although the owner of the palm print is extremely terrifying, it is just a palm print, and after a long period of erosion, it is too far from the existence of this seat.

Therefore, if you simply pass here, in terms of everyone's cultivation, there should be no problems.

After making a decision, the people present showed their magical powers and flew away in the air!

Jiangnan called out the Taoist bowl and the bell to protect his body, and also turned into a streamer and filled the past.

Looking at this scene, Yideng Buddha's face changed without a trace, but it returned to normal immediately.

Seeing others use his beloved Taoist weapon so freely, Yideng always felt extremely awkward inside.

This mood is probably the feeling that mortals feel when they see their partner being intimate with others.

On the other side, as soon as he entered the range of the palm print, Jiang Nan felt a huge force coming towards him from all directions!

This is the power that remains on the palm print.

Even with two Taoist guards, Jiangnan can still feel the savage and primitive power!

However, while everyone struggled to pass.

The barbarians in the Wilderness looked extremely relaxed.

When they entered the range of the palm print, it was like a fish sinking into the water, without the slightest effort.

even stopped.

The rich qi and blood rushed out from them, the wild and primitive breath echoed with the power left in the palm print, and the majestic spiritual qi madly poured into their bodies.

Everyone can clearly feel that the power of these savage men is gradually increasing!

This is the breath of breaking the boundary! !
Jiang Nan suddenly remembered that among the six figures, the one who made this palm print was a savage and strong man wrapped in animal skin!
One idea, one hundred ideas.

The Dharma practice practiced by the men in the Southern Wilderness is actually the same as that practiced by the strong men among the six!
When they saw this palm print, just like a swordsman who was obsessed with swords saw the sword marks left by a peerless swordsman, they had endless comprehension!

It can be said that predecessors planted trees, and later generations enjoyed the shade.

Although other people did not see the illusion that Jiangnan saw, they basically guessed it.

This group of men in the Southern Wilderness had a bad luck, and when they encountered the Dao accumulation left by the ancient masters who were in line with their cultivation path, their Daoism soared!

The rest of the people's eyes could not help but show admiration.

Tie Yang, the leader of the Southern Wilderness Men, laughed: "Brothers, you go first, we will stay for a while, and I will follow you immediately!"

After everyone congratulated, they moved on.

At the same time, everyone could not help but look forward to it.

This trip to the Immortal Tomb was originally to find an opportunity.It was just an accident, and he ended up here, rushing to return to Shangyuan.

The chance has long been forgotten.

However, the fate of the southern desert man made them rekindle some different thoughts in their hearts.

——Since there are Dao Accumulations left by the predecessors of the Nanhuang lineage here, what about Dao cultivators?What about Xiuwu?What about swordsmen?
Jiang Nan sighed as he looked at the expectant expressions of the two swordsmen behind him.

He doesn't know about other paths of practice, but the way of kendo is unlikely.

Your first-generation swordsmen are still playing in the mud in the tribe...

"Tsk, that group of barbarians in the Southern Wilderness are really lucky." Wang Chunyun sighed faintly.

He is taking the way of reading, and this way has only been established for thousands of years, so he is definitely out of play.

"Brother Wang, you can't ask for such a chance." Jiang Nan laughed and comforted.

Another hour passed, and on the way, everyone did not encounter any danger.

Jiang Nan had some expectations for this situation.

After all, in the illusion he saw, this small world called Qinghuaitian was originally used to worship broken blue lanterns.

At the same time, after making outstanding contributions, the outstanding people in the heaven will also be rewarded to enter the inheritance of the magical powers of the green lantern.

Of course there is no terrifying risk.

It is precisely because of this that they encountered countless yellow turban warriors on the first floor and the illusion of the second floor, which was the test of Qing Deng against the outstanding people in the heaven.

The siege of the Yellow Turban Warriors is a test of strength, and the illusory vision is a test of one's heart. Only if they pass, can they be qualified to accept the inheritance of supernatural powers.

However, what surprised Jiangnan was that the magical powers passed on to the heavens were somewhat similar to the magical powers he obtained from the illusory blue lantern, but they were not the same.

At this moment, the team of dozens of people, and now the man from the Southern Wilderness has temporarily fallen, leaving only the three forces of the Eastern Territory, the Central Province, and the Western Region.

This Tiangong is designed to be quite friendly, there are no strange-shaped mazes, and although there are several fork in the road, everyone is heading in the opposite direction to the exit, and there should be no mistake.

Suddenly, their footsteps paused and stopped.

Wang Chunyun frowned.

He felt a familiar and repulsive aura.

"Brother Jiang, these bald donkeys may be lucky..." Wang Chunyun whispered towards Jiang Nan.

Jiangnan nodded.

He also felt it, and when he went to the corner, an aura of compassion and gentleness lingered.

It is the taste of Buddhism.

The monks in the Western Regions were overjoyed and quickened their pace.

After turning the corner, it turned out to be in ruins again. A huge hole was opened in the high ceiling of the palace, as if something had fallen.

And in the ruins, a faint golden light lingers!

A huge lotus-shaped symbol was deeply imprinted on the ground scattered with fragments of broken walls and pillars, emitting a warm light.

Li Yuan sighed faintly and said to the people in the Western Regions: "Masters, this is your chance."

The monks put their hands together, thanked them softly, and then stepped into the ruins.

The rest of the people are worshipping the Taoist method of purifying their minds and guarding their hearts, restraining their minds and stepping into them.

This Buddha's light is a great supplement to the monks in the Western Regions, and it is a rare opportunity.

But for practitioners of other spiritual paths, it is not so friendly.

Walking among the ruins, if the Dao accumulation left by the palm print just now is "force", it is the savage force that crushes everything in it.

In this piece of ruins, it seems to be gentle, but in fact it is pervasive, and it is a huge idea that wants to transform the soul.

If you are not careful, you may automatically convert to Buddhism and become a monk.

The monks in the Western Regions, headed by Yideng Buddha, sat down with their knees crossed, and everyone stepped through the ruins and walked forward.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened!

The rich golden light shines in front of everyone, drowning everyone like a wave!

Wait for Jiangnan to come back to his senses.

The scene in front of him has already changed, it is an endless golden desert, every gravel is blooming with golden light, swaying the magnificent power of compassion.

"Amitabha, donate Jiang, stay safe." Yideng Buddha's figure slowly condensed from the yellow sand, holding a strange relic.

Jiang Nan suddenly realized, his eyes narrowed, "Is this what you did?"

Yideng Buddha nodded slowly, the relic in his hand exuded a faint Buddha light, and said: "This is the relic that was burned by an eminent monk in the poor monk's temple after he passed away. It contains the small thousand worlds that his old man has cultivated in this life. In this small world."

He explained patiently, without the slightest bit of viciousness.

But the more so, the more vigilant Jiangnan became.

"Oh? Why did the master bring him to this little world?"

Jiang Nan stared at him and asked, "Could it be that the master is reluctant to part with the pot? Or do you want to pass it on?"

Yideng Buddha slowly shook his head, showing a very serious look: "No."

"Jiang Shizhu is a genius, his mind is like iron, and the poor monk thinks he can't change it."

"That bowl is just a Taoist tool, it's not enough to make the poor monk break his oath."

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows, waiting for his next words.

"Ashamed to say, the poor monk brought the donor into it today to kill the donor."

Yideng Buddha's tone was calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

"Oh?" Jiang Nan's tone gradually cooled down.

"Master wants to kill me? Aren't you afraid that Daxia and Jiuchang will fight again? Master can bear such consequences?"

"Donor Jiang, there are Dao Yun left by Buddhist monks as a cover, and the world of relics is impenetrable. In the eyes of outsiders, it's just that Donor Jiang suddenly disappeared. What does it have to do with the poor monk?" Yideng Buddha asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the master's consideration is really thorough." Jiang Nan praised, "But the master didn't take into account one point."

Yideng Buddha showed a suspicious look, "Please help Jiang Shizhu to clarify the doubts."

Jiang Nan smiled slightly, "Have you ever thought about it, what if you can't beat him?"

Hearing this, Yideng Buddha's expression froze.

(End of this chapter)