I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 157 The Creation Contained in the Stele

"Ding, the elder qualification review has been passed, and you are welcome to become the elder of Xuanyuan Daoist Priest."

In the quiet valley, Wang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on a rock beside the gurgling water, slowly opened his eyes, and a bronze amulet flew out of his sleeve.

This card talisman has mysterious characters printed on the front and Yuan characters printed on the back, conveying a mysterious and mysterious charm.

"Phew, finally we have a formal establishment."

Wang Chen stood up and looked in the direction of Fuzhou, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing softly.

The end of the universe is programming.

This sentence is not out of date in Honghuang.

"Qiong Yun, it's time to leave."

……

At the junction of Taichu Daoyu and Yuanhe Daoyu, there are mountains with a myriad of majestic scenes, many mountains and hundreds of millions of miles.

Two figures came through the air and landed here.

"It's here"

Fairy Qiongyun stared at the most central area with a pair of beautiful eyes, which was a steep and rugged cliff with thousands of walls.

Wang Chen just groaned, and in his eyes, he could see countless causal lines intertwining on Qiong Yun's body.

Following several lines of cause and effect, his eyes penetrated layers of void, and he saw a series of powerful and majestic figures, leading by an old figure, whose aura around him was as profound as the sea, vast and mighty, vaguely revealing that A touch of perfect charm! .

Rumble

Hundreds of millions of Dao Laws suddenly appeared in the air, which was extremely terrifying, densely covered like a heavenly net, and turned into a monstrous formation with infinite power. Countless Dao runes jumped in the formation, evolving countless vicissitudes of ancient patterns, countless Creatures emerged in it, telling the ancient history of the past years.

"Chonghua formation, Hanzhou Yao family!"

Fairy Qiongyun, who was trapped in the formation, screamed in horror.

"Haha, little girl Qiongyun, you are really well-informed."

An old voice came from the sky, and several figures slowly walked out of the void. The leader was a gray-clothed old man with a stooped figure and an old wooden staff that looked like a dragon. His beard was disheveled and a little unkempt, but his lazy eyes carried the sharpness of destroying the universe.

"The Yao family? The Holy Emperor's family?"

Wang Chen looked at the old man with some surprises, and found that the old man's morality was not weak, and the three bright sapphire flowers looming above his head had already condensed the phantom of the eighth petal.

"Fellow Daoist has eyesight, yes, the ancestor of our clan is the ancient Emperor Shun."

The old man nodded slightly, an inexplicable smile appeared on his old face full of ravines, and a hint of greed appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

"Chiyue Mountain, Qinglian Zhen's Family, Yuzhen Immortal Kingdom"

Fairy Qiongyun gritted her teeth and looked at the three figures behind the old man, her eyes burning with an eternal flame of hatred.

Taiyuan Palace was besieged and destroyed by three forces that day.

And the three people behind the old man were all the culprits who participated in the siege of his master.

"Fellow Daoist, why did you come here now, and made Senior Yi Wu wait for a thousand years?"

The old ancestor Chi Yan was there that day, with an indescribable pride on his face, like some villains who were about to hit the street.

"Qiong Yun, I have already deduced that you can be reborn from Nirvana with the blood of Suzaku, so I have been guarding here all the time."

Behind the old man, a beautiful woman in a light blue lotus pattern dress said with a smile, gathering thousands of beauties and delicacy, like a blooming green lotus, quiet and elegant.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't seem to be a local monk, why don't you hand over the little girl by your side and share the fortune of the ancient cave with us equally, which can save you a lot of fighting."

A middle-aged man smiled lightly. He was dressed in golden clothes, with fine feather patterns on it, and his sleeves were fluttering, exuding infinite Tao rhyme, as if he would become a feather and soar up at any time.

"Equal share, ghost knows if you will think about eating alone."

Wang Chen sneered, not hiding his contempt in his eyes.

I can eat alone, so why share it with you.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them darkened, and they were all extremely ugly.

"Shame on you, please senior Yi Wu to kill this beast."

Patriarch Chi Yan scolded furiously.

"Hey, it seems that this time we have to have a meeting with fellow daoists."

The old man sighed softly, and when he was about to make a move, Wang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand towards the void.

"Boom!"

The Chonghua formation was torn apart in an instant.

The turbulent and majestic divine light rolled like a vast ocean, endless and unfathomable.

The old man's expression changed drastically. He knew that it was not good. Dao runes jumped out of his body one after another, evolved various visions, and then penetrated into his body again, interweaving chains of order.

"Ow!!!"

A shocking dragon chant resounded between heaven and earth, moving up to the nine heavens and descending to the nine secluded worlds.

The wooden staff in the old man's hand sank heavily, bursting with immeasurable radiance, soaring into the sky, and under the blessing of countless avenue runes, it evolved into a light golden golden dragon, shaped like a mountain, carrying laws like a churning sea The ocean swept away towards the surroundings, and its divine power was overwhelming, reflecting the sky.

Wang Chen didn't say a word, and directly slapped out with a palm, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the void was annihilated, and collided with the golden dragon without any fancy.

boom! ! !
Tianyu trembled for a while, as if he couldn't bear this coercion!

In an instant, the mighty divine power swept all directions, shattering everything!
"puff!"

The old man's face turned pale suddenly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He saw in disbelief that the talisman he had accumulated for millions of years couldn't stop Wang Chen's light palm, and it instantly shattered.

"The Wooden Avenue of the Acquired Lingen is not bad"

Wang Chen devoured and refined all the sticks, and then merged them into his body, accepting them all, nourishing the source!
"Damn!"

The old man almost vomited blood out of anger.

That wooden staff was made by him with a piece of mahogany that he obtained from an underground ruins millions of years ago. , is already a magic weapon that is not weaker than the top-grade Houtian Lingbao.

As a result, today, it was actually shattered, and even the source inside was swallowed up!
It's heartbreaking!
"Junior, you managed to piss me off!"

The old man raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, and the billowing evil energy burst out from his body, turning into black dragons, as if they had real life, flying crazily, tearing apart the void, trying to shatter this world!

"Seventh-rank smallpox dares to show off in front of the poor, courting death."

Wang Chen didn't have time to follow him, so he took a step forward, stepped out of time and space constraints, and came to the old man almost instantly, spread his five fingers, and slapped him directly.

boom! ! !
Accompanied by a sound like porcelain shattering, the old man's body shattered, his primordial spirit was torn apart, and his flesh and blood splattered, turning into a rain of blood, covering the whole world.

As for the monks from the three major factions who followed the old man, they were also swept away by his eyes, their consciousness was torn apart, and blood was spilled into the sky.

He made a big move, and he also captured the souls of the three old guys, sealed them in a jade bottle condensed with countless Dao laws, and wailed for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, we are the ones who made a mistake. Your lord, don't remember the mistakes of villains, so let us go."

"I, Yu Zhenxian, will dedicate all my treasures, and I just ask you to let me go."

"My Zhen family will be devoted to Taoist friends from generation to generation, and I will work hard without complaint."

……

Wang Chen didn't bother to pay attention to them, he came up to Fairy Qiongyun with a sluggish face, and casually threw the jade bottle that sealed the three old guys' primordial spirits to her.

"How to concoct them is up to you."

"Thank you senior"

Fairy Qiongyun looked at the jade bottle in her hand, listened to the tyrannical fluctuations of spiritual consciousness coming out of it, thanked her repeatedly, her face was unprecedentedly humble.

The strength of this senior is far beyond her imagination.

"Senior, that person just now is from the Yao family, what you're doing is probably..."

Fairy Qiongyun hesitated to speak, but after seeing the three fairy flowers floating above Wang Chen's head, and the eight magnificent and beautiful petals blooming on each flower, they were flawless and flawless, interpreting countless laws and principles, Shut up immediately.

Eight Rank Three Flowers!

It is actually such a powerful power!

This is something that no branch of the general Holy Emperor's family would easily offend!
"Let's get down to business"

Wang Chen reminded unmoved.

"Senior, wait a moment, I will open the cave right now"

Fairy Qiongyun smiled like a flower, and a touch of cinnabar lotus pattern on the center of her eyebrows turned into a red light, and then turned into a red bird in the sky, flying in the boundless mountains with a red light.

A few breaths later, in the central area of ​​the mountain range, a dark, deep, thick and simple portal appeared on a steep and rugged cliff.

"Predecessors have excellent morals and deeds, and deserve to enjoy this good fortune"

Fairy Qiongyun saluted gracefully, her complexion was pale, it was obvious that opening the cave had cost a lot.

"Um"

Wang Chen nodded and said nothing, drew a ray of light, and disappeared into the portal in an instant...

This is a vast and boundless space, desolate and full of dead silence.

Under the gray sky, Wang Chen walked through the endless ruins, and everywhere he passed were abandoned palaces and pavilions.

Although those palaces and pavilions have been deserted, standing there, Wang Chen can still feel their majesty. Every ruin exudes a faint remnant of space imprint, which makes Wang Chen feel that there was once a vast and boundless universe inside.

"Strange, why can't I deduce any clues?"

Wang Chen tried to use Hetu Luoshu and many deduced Taoist magical powers, but he was unable to deduce any information from these ruins.

It seems that there is a force somewhere here that blocks his deduction.

"Is this the method of Daoist Hedao?"

Wang Chen shook his head and continued to walk forward.

The palaces and pavilions seen along the way, the ruins of Guangsha Yuyu, are vast and boundless, and some are even comparable to a fairy state, or even a Taoist domain.

Walking in this space, Wang Chen seems to have no concept of time and space, as if a second has passed, and it seems as long as an era.

The rustling footsteps stopped abruptly, Wang Chen came to the end of this space, and stopped in front of a stone tablet.

This stele is gray, dilapidated, covered with moss, and full of cracks, as if it will crack at any time.

On the surface of the stone tablet that has been baptized by the years, some ancient runes and patterns are engraved.

The pattern is blurry, as if it has been obliterated by the years, Wang Chen can't deduce anything without resisting the erosion of the years.

As for those runes... they are very simple, only a dozen or so characters long.

Moreover, it seems to be a very ancient script, which should have been handed down from the ancient times. It is outlined by simple and mysterious, yet obscure Dao patterns, as if it is natural, seemingly simple, but contains innumerable meanings. , Vast and complex information.

"Except for this stele, there is nothing of value here."

Wang Chen sighed softly, calmed down, integrated his soul into the stele, and began to deconstruct and analyze the runes and patterns on the stele, trying to decipher the information contained in it.

At the end of the vast, lifeless time and space, a thin figure dressed in white Shengxue sat cross-legged in front of the stele, motionless, as if he had maintained this movement since the beginning of the world.

In this space without the concept of time, Wang Chen tried his best to comprehend the stone tablet, and vague dao patterns emerged on his body.

Every dao pattern echoes this era and this world, and is evolving the most simple runes all the time.

Every rune seems to carry an era, an era, and even a road.

Countless mysteries such as the boundless heavens, the prehistoric races, the rise and fall of hundreds of millions of civilizations, etc., are all evolved and revealed one by one.

In a trance, Wang Chen was fascinated and indulged in it, swimming in the ocean of the Dao, his eyes were deep and ethereal, it seemed that there were countless universes flowing in it, and suddenly it appeared the truth of the birth and death of the heavens, the change of the era, and the rotation of the Dao.

Gradually, a phantom of a black jade butterfly evolved on the top of Wang Chen's head, spinning around, emitting layers of immeasurable mysterious light, infinitely mysterious, swallowing immeasurable divine light, and during the rotation, there were bursts of Dao sounds roaring , the mystery is endless, as if the avenue is right in front of you.

The immeasurable divine light sprinkled on the stone tablet, absorbing the myriad ways of the heavens hidden in the ancient characters and patterns on the stone tablet, turning all these complete avenues into one's own merits, and then supplementing one's own deficiencies.

Washed by the endless avenue rhyme of the stone tablet, the phantom of the black jade butterfly became more and more clear and solid. Every line on it is a law of the avenue, which contains the birth of chaos, the creation of the world, the creation of yin and yang, and the change of eras The immeasurable "Tao" and "Dharma" equal to the number of Ganges sands.

At this moment, Wang Chen's mind also sank into a void, his heart was spotless, as pure as glass, with an unprecedented channel of thought, and his own way of cave and mystery shines through the ages, reflecting the universe, and there is a faint voice of the Tao Immersed in the depths of the soul, clear and indistinct, mysterious and infinite...

In each of the simple runes, there are many mysterious visions such as the birth and death of chaos, the creation of the world, the transformation of yin and yang into the five elements, and the creation of all things from the five elements, etc., all of which have evolved a profound and mysterious avenue charm.

In front of the stele, the ethereal figure dressed in white clothes better than the snow, bathed in the brilliance of the avenue.

Every rune, every ray of light that blooms, belongs to the light of each era.

Every buzzing of every rune seems to be singing the avenue, praising an immortal existence that carries the heavens and myriad ways and lasts forever.

(End of this chapter)