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

Chapter 187 The environment can really affect a person's life

"Use qi as the line, use thoughts to transform into form!"

"Bringing air into the body—— Imperial Order!"

Om~!

As the young man spat out one after another of bright avenue runes, his figure became more and more solid, and countless original ancestral qi hid in his body.

"Fellow Daoist, this is an apprentice I accepted not long ago. He has been cultivating in the original pearl, and now he has successfully built a foundation and attracted energy into his body."

Taoist Qingsong said with a smile, but Wang Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

Is this entraining air into the body?

Absorb the original dao qi of billions of universes in the universe, condense it into the innate original dao qi, reshape the physical body, and cast the body with qi!
That is to say, the youth in the original source pearl, at the stage of drawing qi into the body, has already left the mortal body, and his whole body is cast by the original source of energy.

This is much stronger than some prehistoric Taoist bodies and innate Taoist bodies.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the foundation of the innate demon god!

Thinking of myself wandering the heavens, owed all kinds of karma, constantly enlightening the Tao, and harvesting countless Dharma principles, I evolved the embryonic form of the innate qi in my body.

Wang Chen felt envious for no reason.

Although acquired hard work and luck, chance, good luck, following, and background are all important.

But the environment can really affect a person's life.

In the land of Kyushu, the Xiantian Yiqi, the Xiantian Origin Dao Qi, or the Xiantian Ancestor Qi are extremely rare in the outside world. They can be seen everywhere here, just like Chinese cabbage.

Even "ordinary people" who have never practiced cultivation, when they were still in the womb, the amniotic fluid was soaked with countless innate primordial energy.

When the monks in Kyushu are building their foundations, they use the innate source of Dao Qi to forge their foundations.

The foundation of monks born in this environment is naturally incomparable to countless creatures in the heavens and myriad worlds.

"This is losing at the starting line"

Wang Chen shook his head again and again with a wry smile, and continued to observe the boy in Yuanyuan Pearl.

At first glance, he looks like an ordinary man with no magic power.

But in fact, his body is already formed by the condensation of countless original ancestral energy.

With one breath and one breath, there are as many dust particles as the sands of the Ganges River in the void, and the billions of infinite multiverses are destroyed by the aftermath of their breaths, and there is no living thing in them.

Putting it in some prehistoric streams, it really shouldn't be too easy to hang and beat the so-called saints of heaven, gods and demons of chaos, saints of the great way.

"Fellow Daoist's way of cultivating the Tao, is it not the way of the day after tomorrow rebelling against the way of nature?"

Wang Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly said.

"Wang Daoyou is right. This method is indeed the method of rebelling against nature."

Taoist Qingsong nodded slightly, and looked at Wang Chen with a smile.

"It was passed down by Lao Tzu, the Supreme Daoist."

"old man"

Laozi, that is, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Taishang Laojun.

Wang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Li Er?"

"Exactly, Fellow Daoist also knows"

Taoist Qingsong was a little surprised.

But the fact that Li Er is a little vest of Daode Tianzun is known to people from Kyushu with some background.

Wang Chen smiled, but didn't say anything.

As a behemoth that spreads across the boundless heavens and endless universe, it is natural that there are people with great supernatural powers to invest in the human race.

For example, the five gods of the five heavenly emperors, the Taiyi God worshiped by the human race, and the heroic tricks that helped Dayu to kill Xiangliu, and Lu Wu who helped Dayu defeat Gonggong, presented "Bai Ze Jingwei Tu" to the Yellow Emperor Baize...

"Fellow Daoists, don't be discouraged. Being able to condense the innate qi in the outside world is a person with extraordinary talent and great luck. After arriving in this land of Kyushu, the future path of the road must be limitless!"

Qingsong remembered Wang Chen's envious and jealous eyes just now, and comforted him again and again.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Qingsong praised the poor Taoist. If the poor Taoist had not been appreciated by the masters, he would have had the opportunity to travel to other heavens beyond the prehistoric, rely on the differences in the world to understand Taoism and practice, and collect the principles of Taoism. This is what we are today."

Wang Chen picked up the teacup, drank the spirit tea in one gulp, and said with a wry smile.

"Pimpedao owed a lot of karma in order to step into the practice of emptiness and harmony as soon as possible. In the future, if he succeeds in cultivation, he must find a way to repay the karma."

"The world beyond the prehistoric?"

Taoist Qingsong immediately became interested.

"I have also heard that there are countless heavens and worlds in the vast chaos beyond the prehistoric, but I don't know what kind of scenery it is."

"Ahem, if fellow daoists don't dislike it, there is some information about other worlds here in Pindao."

Wang Chen coughed lightly, and placed a jade tube in front of Taoist Qingsong.

"Actually, apart from the different landscapes and cultivation systems, those worlds are far behind Kyushu, the holy land of the human race."

"If you take a breath in Kyushu, at least it is worth a million, tens of millions of years, or even an era."

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Chen bid farewell to Taoist Qingsong and went down the mountain alone.

Walking on the bluestone-paved steps covered with green moss in the mountains, the breeze blew over Wang Chen's temples. As he walked, he conceived his next plan.

After discussing with Qingxuan for a whole day, Wang Chen browsed in Zangshu Pavilion for another night, and gained a deeper understanding of the forces of Kyushu.

"Zuxia, Huangshang, Tianzhou, Xianqin, Shenhan, Shengtang..."

Whispering softly, he shook his head and sighed softly.

"This prehistoric water is not so deep."

There are many fairy kingdoms and gods scattered all over Kyushu.

Among them, these are the most powerful ones for you.

The ancestors are also descendants of the great supernatural powers of the human race.

Such as Zhuanxu, Tao Tang, Emperor Yu, and Huangdi.

"Why don't you go to Xianyang in Xianqin first?"

After Wang Chen thought about it, he soon had a goal.

He is located at the junction of Jizhou and Yongzhou. He can go directly south to Yongzhou and enter the Guanzhong without passing through Hangu Pass.

"When you arrive in Xianyang, go to Daoting's office to receive subsidies."

As soon as he walked down the foot of the mountain, Wang Chen suddenly heard a faint snoring sound. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of a towering ancient tree not far away. There was an ordinary-looking old man in plain robes, lazily leaning against the big tree, with his chin resting on his hand. , fell asleep faintly.

In his other hand he was still holding a volume of Daoist scriptures, as if he had stayed up late at night reading and overslept in the end.

Although this old man has white beard and hair, he is handsome and handsome. Wang Chen saw at a glance that there is no fluctuation of mana in this old man, just like a mortal who has never cultivated.

But the whole body reveals a unique artistic conception of being isolated from the world, being free and unrestrained, not being constrained by the world, and doing whatever one wants.

"This person is interesting"

Wang Chen couldn't help but walked forward and called softly, "Old man, it's windy here, you'd better go sleep elsewhere."

But the old man didn't notice it at all, and continued to wander in the void.

Seeing this, Wang Chen didn't want to disturb his dream anymore, left a pot of tea that was still warm, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a blue butterfly fluttered its wings, flew from nowhere, and landed in front of the old man.

The blue butterfly fluttered its wings, carrying an ancient Dao rhyme. An invisible wave spread out, and everything around it became unreal, like a dream.

(End of this chapter)