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

Chapter 185 Human Ancestral Land, Kyushu

The vast chaos, clear and turbid, no sky and no land, let alone knowing east, west, north, south.

Sitting cross-legged in it, Wang Chen was surrounded by dao dao xianguang, exuding endless mysteries, birth and death of the heavens and the universe, countless fates, karma, time and space, and great roads appeared.

His own innate qi was also colliding with Wan Dao, and gradually merged with that Huanghuang Human Dao.

Wang Chen's body, soul, and heels are not natives of the prehistoric.

But he has an identity.

human race.

The heavens and human races, no matter what their footsteps are, what kind of Taoism they practice, or what kind of civilization they come from, they will always be inseparable from that brilliant humanity.

humane!

This is the avenue that belongs to all races.

It is also the path that the human race must take.

Whether you like it or not.

All the heavenly and human races, from birth to end, return to nothingness, are far from being able to escape from humanity.

His mind merged into the brilliant humanity that runs through the heavens, is almost everywhere, and encompasses everything. In a trance, Wang Chen saw ancient pictures that were intertwined with ten thousand ways and ten thousand dharmas.

Those ancient picture scrolls, with Canggu chaotic aura circulating, actually showed a scene of the flood and desolation before countless years ago!
In the ancient scrolls, there are people who were born, with blue threads on the road, struggling to survive.

The sages of the human race use their bodies as torches to illuminate the way forward for the human race.

There is also the supreme existence in humanity, which is extremely brilliant, leading the human race to stand proudly in the middle of the world!

[-] pictures, reproduce the glorious road of the human race rising from the beginning to the peak of glory.

The brilliant Taoist sound suddenly sounded, as if it came from the distant wilderness, the present, and the time from outside.

"The vastness of the ancient times, the eternal prosperity of humanity!"

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Under the warm sunshine, the village surrounded by small rivers smells of chickens and dogs, and cows and horses neigh.

The farmers who hoeed their loads and led their livestock walked through the country roads covered in green smoke, calling each other to go home.

"Hey, Shunzi, who do you think that person is?"

"I don't know, it's a bit unfamiliar, but looking at the dress, it should be a person who cultivates the Tao."

"What is this monk doing in our Taoyuan Village?"

Several farmers with hoes looked at the young Taoist who was walking towards him, their eyes were full of puzzlement, but they didn't show the slightest fear.

Wang Chen was walking on the country road, and when he saw someone finally coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, and asked, "I'm a wandering cloud and a wild crane on the poor road. I'm traveling everywhere. Dare I ask you three brothers, where is this place?"

"This is Taoyuan Village, I don't know why the boss came here."

A sturdy middle-aged man said with a smile, with a bit of simplicity on his face.

"Taoyuan Village"

Wang Chen read softly and nodded again.

"Thank you three brothers for clarifying the confusion."

Xie Guo continued to walk along the country road, Wang Chen looked at the curling smoke and came to the outside of Taoyuan Village.

The houses in the small village are scattered in an orderly manner, just like what is written in Peach Blossom Spring: the land is flat and open, and the houses are like houses.

There are young children playing under the old trees at the head of the village, old people playing chess and drinking tea, and women chatting while washing clothes by the river outside the village...

A piece of peace and tranquility.

When they saw outsiders coming outside the village, the old men who were playing chess stopped and looked towards the entrance of the village. When they saw someone dressed as a Taoist, their eyes were full of curiosity.

"I am a casual cultivator in the poor way. I am traveling in all directions. I passed by Guicun today. Can I stay overnight?"

A few old men in the village who seemed to have the right to speak discussed with each other, perhaps because they felt that Wang Chen was a fairy and had a good sense of him, so they agreed to his request.

"This Taoist priest please come with the old man"

An old man with a goatee and a cane leaned on a cane and made a please gesture with a warm smile on his face.

"Many people in Taoyuan Village have passed by without outsiders, and I hope the Taoist priest will not dislike the coldness here."

"Where there is a place to stay, the poor are already very content."

Wang Chen nodded, and then followed the old man towards the north of the village. Along the way, some villagers looked at Wang Chen curiously.

Thinking about it, I haven't seen outsiders for many years.

The old man walked all the way with ease, and brought Wang Chen to a house at the end of the village.

"The owner of this room moved to the town last year, and it has been idle. If the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it, let's stay here for now."

While talking, the old man pushed open the door of a room, and a burst of dust rushed towards his face.

After waving his hands and coughing a few times, the old man felt a little embarrassed looking at the dust billowing up all over the room, "This empty room has been left unused for too long and no one has cleaned it. How about changing it..."

"No need, Pindao will clean it up."

Wang Chen took out a mahogany box from his sleeve and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

"Thank you for taking care of the village chief. There are some candies here in Pindao. Take them back for the children to try."

"Haha, the Taoist priest is too polite. It's not too late. Later, I will ask someone to bring you some food. Don't be disgusted with it."

The village head smiled and accepted the candy, then turned and left.

Wang Chen walked into the house, and a gust of wind blew by, sweeping away all the dust and cobwebs in the house.

The whole house has been completely new, clean and tidy.

Wang Chen came to a bed and sat cross-legged, concentrating on it, carefully comprehending this world.

The original Dao Qi is permeating everywhere in the world, and it can be seen everywhere like Chinese cabbage.

In the eyes of many monks, the innate source of Dao Qi is extremely precious. For monks below the level of refining emptiness and harmony, as long as they can get a weak strand of original Dao Qi, it is enough to completely transform everything about themselves.

Including but not limited to the origin of Dao Qi, the three flowers of essence, energy, spirit, blood, constitution, luck and so on.

A little cultivator who refines Qi and transforms God, if his body is contaminated with a trace of innate Dao Qi, with a pair of fists, he can smash a hundred or eighty monks who are holding the Houtian Spirit Treasure.

In this seemingly ordinary mortal village, but in the eyes of Wang Chen who has condensed the innate energy, it is another world.

Every plant and tree here is just a speck of dust in the void, and they are all flowing with endless avenue energy, building the framework of the avenue at all times, capable of evolving material vitality, arranging the laws of the avenue, and constructing everything...

Every ordinary villager, from the octogenarian to the child with a slender hair, has an incomparably strong spirit deep inside each person, and they are all pregnant with the embryonic form of the ancestral qi.

Throwing it into the heavens and worlds where he came, as long as he has a little contact with practice, within ten days and a half months, he will be able to open up the world with every gesture, step on the myriad ways, and control the cycle of life and death... Even this world cannot bear their strength , and towards the end.

But there is no trace of cultivation in their bodies.

As if born innately.

Seeing the food sent by the village head, Wang Chen picked up a cake, and vaguely saw the complete Three Thousand Ways contained in the cake, like a fine and rigorous net.

From the material basis, to the energy cycle, to the composition of time and space, they are all arranged into an orderly Dao chain.

Different avenues have evolved into countless branches, and they are still blending with each other, explaining the principles of the avenue from all aspects, and harmoniously forming a small three thousand avenue system.

And these three thousand avenues are also condensing the seeds of the avenue, and then evolve the realm of the avenue in the body from the seeds of the avenue, and then derive the realm of the small way from the realm of the avenue.
To put it bluntly, it is such a cake, thrown into the world of immortality, can make the ancient fairy kings such as the good fortune fairy king, the master of the beginning of the origin, and the mythical old man go crazy.

If they get this cooking cake, they will be able to break away from the shackles of the gate of eternal life and achieve a fruit status comparable to that of eternal life.

"This Kyushu is worthy of being the ancestral land of my human race!"

(End of this chapter)