Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 366 Starting all over again, the eighth level of Hunyuan Wuji
Kong Xuan looked at the agarwood in front of him. The blood was flowing and soaked his clothes red. The blood was dull and smelly, just like mortal blood. There was a hole in the dantian of his abdomen the size of an adult's fist, which was hideous and terrifying.

With each passing moment, Chen Xiang's hair also turned gray, her vitality slowly passed away, and wrinkles appeared on her face, like ravines.

In just such a short time, he has become extremely old.

Without cultivation, based on the lifespan of a mortal, Agarwood would have turned into a pile of bones. If he hadn't been a powerful Daluo man before and his body had been tempered a little, he would have died of old age when the golden elixir was dug up.

"You and the three of you have been here to listen to Taoism for 200 years. Go back and practice well, digest the gains, and you won't have to come here from tomorrow on!" Kong Xuan suddenly said.

Ao Chun and the others were stunned when they heard this, but they had already expected this.

Kong Xuan came here just for Chenxiang, and he was going to teach Chenxiang his real skills. He didn’t want anyone to disturb him.

It is a great blessing to have a saint preach for 200 years, and the three of them will not be ignorant of current affairs.

Besides, Kong Xuan just told them not to come to the cabin, and he didn't drive them away. Moreover, the saint's Tao was profound and profound, and they should really settle down.

There is a saint who suppresses the Five Elements Forest, which brings blessings for thousands of years. The aura of spiritual energy and Taoism is dense, and it has become a true paradise.

Kong Xuan didn't want to drive them away. Chenxiang was going to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace in the future. With him, the Xuanyuan Realm, and the existence of the Taoist sect, this time Chenxiang couldn't be fooled around like Sun Wukong was and become the laughing stock of the three realms.

These three people represent the ancient three tribes respectively, and they are the best helpers for Chen Xiang in the future.

Taoism is not like Buddhism, and merit is not so easy to obtain!If you just collect money and do nothing, then wait for the Taoist masters to visit the East China Sea Dragon Palace, the Immortal Volcano and Qilin Cliff!

"Yes, teacher!" Ao Chun and the others bowed respectfully and then left.

Kong Xuan's eyes were clear, he raised his palm, five colors of light shone, and the power of Hunyuan slowly poured into Agarwood's body.

The rays of light flashed past, and Chen Xiang's whole person took on a new look. The horrible hole in his abdomen was smoothed away, and the blood stains on his clothes were removed, making him tidy.

There is blood on the face, all the wrinkles have been smoothed, the face is red and tender, and can be broken by blowing, and the breath is long and steady, obviously it has recovered completely.

However, his eyes were slightly closed and he hadn't woken up yet.

The power of Hunyuan is the greatest tonic for the living beings under Hunyuan, even if they are injured by the Dao, it should be cured, it's just that Chen Xiang doesn't want to come out.

The scars on the body are nothing. What Chenxiang suffered was the trauma in Taoist heart. This strength was obtained too easily. He had no experience of tempering and was not in a good mood. After being hit, it was obvious that he was a little desperate.

Kong Xuan placed Agarwood upright, sat opposite it, stretched out a finger, pointed at the center of Agarwood's eyebrows, and shouted softly:
"upbraid!"

"Zha" is the sound of the opening of the sky. It was emitted by Pangu when he created the world. It was the first sound in the prehistoric world, so it was evolved into a great supernatural power.

Not even the Dao Ancestor Demon Ancestor could possess this magical power. Only Pangu Sanqing inherited it. As the first disciple of the Sanqing, Zhang Ye naturally also knew it, and it was passed down in the Xuanyuan world.

Following Kong Xuan's shocking voice, Chen Xiang really woke up leisurely, but his eyes were dull.

Kong Xuan ignored him and just stretched out his palm, reaching into the endless void. When he retracted his palm again, he already held a ferocious beast similar to an ox or sheep in his palm.

The ferocious beast flashed a humanized look of fear, and seemed to be an intelligent being.

This was a strong man who had reached the peak of Taiyi. Kong Xuan could see that there was no way behind him and he had reached the end, so he caught him.

Saints educate all living beings, protect the world, and never take lives easily. They are all people with meritorious deeds.

Hunyuan is different. What Hunyuan seeks is the transcendence of one's own body and immortality, so there is no such thing as the saying of not killing or harming living beings.

However, Kong Xuan still reincarnated the soul of this ferocious beast. With the blessing of Hunyuan, he should be able to go further in the next life and jump out of the long river of time and space, which can be regarded as a blessing.

Nan Mingli's fire ignited, burning the unknown beast. Every time the flames rolled, the aura on his body suddenly dropped.

Chenxiang is just a mortal now and cannot bear the blood food of Taiyi level.

After a while, a strange aroma came, arousing Chen Xiang's appetite. Chen Xiang, who had lost his cultivation, was no different from a mortal and needed to eat, drink and relieve himself.

Chen Xiang raised his head and saw the golden and crispy roasted meat at a glance. The fresh and fragrant aroma made him unable to restrain his inner desire.

Confucius said: "The nature of food and sex is also the nature of food and sex!" This is the nature of all living things.

"Eat!" Kong Xuan said.

Chenxiang had not yet recovered from her grief, so she instinctively took over the roasted meat and bit into it bite by bite.

Kong Xuan thought to himself and said: "The prehistoric era has experienced five calamities so far, and the world has reached perfection. The master was born at the beginning of the third calamity, and the human race was born at the end of the third calamity!"

Chen Xiang was still immersed in sadness, but Kong Xuan's voice seemed to have a magical power, making him listen involuntarily.

Chen Xiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his master had such a great origin and was born before the human race.

Kong Xuan ignored Chen Xiang, and continued to talk:

"Before the human race, there was the ferocious beast clan, which was the first race born in the prehistoric times. Later there were the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans, and finally there were the two lich clans."

"These ethnic groups were all born before the human race. They all have strong physical bodies, superb talents, and powerful magical powers. They have the power to move mountains and seas from birth, and the ability to move stars and change fights."

"But do you know why the Ren clan is the largest clan in the prehistoric times?"

What the sage said was a kind of magical power. As he told it, Chen Xiang seemed to have really seen scenes from the ancient times and even the ancient times.

The dragon fights in the wild, the phoenix sings to the nine heavens, the unicorn rides on the auspicious clouds, the thousands of monsters roar, and the group of witches stands on the ground, looking up to the sky and screaming, criss-crossing the prehistoric land.

Chen Xiang also couldn't understand why there had been so many tyrannical races in the long history, but now it was the human race that spread all over the wilderness.

It is an indisputable fact that the human race is weak. When any creature in the prehistoric race is born, it has the ability to survive and can find breast milk on its own.

Only the human race is extremely weak when they are born. If they are not taken care of by relatives, they will die in an instant.

Moreover, among the same level, except for the top talents of the human race, most of the human race are no match for monks of other races. Chen Xiang has already seen this.

It was about the human race, so he was temporarily freed from his grief, and asked curiously: "Why is this? Master, please clarify!"

Kong Xuan let out a long sigh, and said, "Too long time has passed, and many inheritances have already disappeared in the long river of history. The current human race has forgotten the history of blood and tears of the human race!" "In the ancient times, the birth of the third ancestor of the human race ignited The fire of inheritance. At this point, the human race has its own fire, and there is light in its heart. The human race’s fire will never be extinguished, and the human race’s faith will never be extinguished!”

"Later, Emperor Huangtian opened up martial arts and founded the Holy Land of the Human Race, which gave the Human Race the ability to protect itself. That is where the Human Race's heritage lies and is also the Human Race's final inheritance."

"Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were born, and they conquered all races, and this was the foundation of human civilization. During this period, the human race was massacred by the monster race, and no one survived. It was coveted by the witch race, and it almost caused a civil war among the human race!"

"The ancestors of the human race fought against the heaven and the earth, fought against all races, fought for their lives against the heaven and the earth, and persisted in self-improvement, so they have multiplied to this day."

Chen Xiang gradually became fascinated by what he heard. He never thought that the human race would have such a magnificent history. He couldn't help but be heartbroken by it, and his blood boiled all over. He wanted to go back to that era and fight with the ancestors of the human race.

But then I thought about it, I have become a useless person now, what if I go back to that time?It's just a postponed question. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad.

As if seeing Chenxiang's thoughts, Kong Xuan continued: "In the small world affiliated to the Great Desolate World, there is a large world called the Wild World. It is the first large affiliated world of the Great Desolate World, and its owner is a Hunyuan Wuji, named Hunyuan Wuji. shortage!"

After Kong Xuan's voice fell, he felt a terrifying gaze looking at him, full of coercion, directly locking him through the long river of time and space, but he didn't panic at all, but bowed slightly:
"Kong Xuan is here to teach his disciples and tell the legend of my uncle. Please forgive me!"

When the gaze saw that it was Kong Xuan, it did not stop and disappeared immediately. Kong Xuan explained:
"That was the ruler of the wilderness just now - Huang!"

Chen Xiang was shocked. He had no idea what had just happened, but when he saw Kong Xuan suddenly stood up, bowed respectfully, and spoke words he couldn't understand.

He has never seen his master like this. He doesn't know what level Kong Xuan is, but what is certain is that he is definitely above the quasi-sage.

Even such a strong person has to bend down. One can imagine how strong the being known as Huang really is.

"Did you know that those beings were also persecuted when they were young? Their foundations were destroyed when they were still in their infancy."

"His parents were imprisoned, and he was the son of a dynasty, living in the mountains and wilderness, but he never gave up, rising from ruin and recovering from destruction."

"Growing up in the killing and fighting, and finally left alone to cross the eternity, overlooking hundreds of millions of years, standing alone at the top of the road!"

When he said this, Kong Xuan's face was full of reverence.

Phoenix was arrogant, and Kong Xuan was even more arrogant. Even the saints from the beginning of time could not break his heart.

He only admired two people in his life, one was his master, and the other was this elder who was both his teacher and friend, a terrifying being who rose from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As for how to know these things, heh!Among the practitioners who became enlightened by plants in the prehistoric period, Zhangye was the first, followed by Zhunti and Zhenyuanzi.

In the wilderness, there is a person with great supernatural powers, a willow tree who practices Shinto. He often comes to the Xuanyuan world to ask questions. This willow tree is a protector of the Tao in the early days of the wilderness. These things all come from this person's mouth.

Chen Xiang had never seen such an expression on Kong Xuan's face, but his face also showed emotion.

The ancestors of the human race are constantly striving for self-improvement. In this prosperous age when mountains and rivers are populated by people for hundreds of millions of miles, how persevering is that?

He was persecuted when he was young, but he never gave up. He grew up from an ordinary being to a being that broke the heart of his master. How perseverant is he?
The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled. He threw away the unfinished beast in his hand, stood up, bowed down, knelt three times and kowtowed respectfully:
"Also ask Master to teach me!"

Kong Xuan showed a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and said:
"good!"

.........

In the land of nothingness, Zhang Ye has absorbed countless sources of world power. His cultivation has also reached the pinnacle of the seventh heaven of Hunyuan Wuji and is about to be promoted to the eighth heaven.

In front of Pangu's body, a square of phantoms formed a nebula, drowning Zhang Ye. After so many years of practice, he was already familiar with the nebula.

I saw him wandering around in a square world, slashing with a sword under the high-level world, absorbing its fragments, and avoiding those above the high-level world.

Every step seems to have been carefully calculated, just right, without wasting any energy.

After the nebula passed, the aura on Zhang Ye's body fluctuated, and he knew that he was about to break through.

He sat cross-legged in the void and turned into an eternal divine tree. The glazed tree body was wrapped with gray and black lines. Instead of destroying the feeling of holiness, it added a touch of mystery to him.

Four thick branches stretch out in all directions, with powerful twists and turns, like giant dragons lingering, releasing the breath of the supreme law.

There are billions of branches on the body, waving in the void, with different colors, representing different laws of the Dao. There are 99 complete laws, all of which are more than ten feet long.

Among them, there are more than 900 laws that are tens of thousands of feet long, exuding the meaning of infinity, and they are branches of laws that have been practiced to the point of being comparable to Hunyuan Wuji.

The leaves are emerald green, and each leaf carries a small world in which countless creatures live. Most of them are false worlds projected from different timelines, but they are carried by Zhangye, turning the virtual into reality, refining the false into reality.

This is Zhang Ye's true body and the embodiment of his great path.

Among the billions of branches less than ten feet long, there is a avenue of branches that shines with gleaming light and grows slowly.

Zhang Ye was preparing for a breakthrough with all his strength. He didn't notice that just after the eternal tree spread its branches, Pangu's eyelids moved slightly, as if he was about to be awakened at any time.

Finally, the avenue was ten feet long. In an instant, Zhang Ye's aura changed. The eternal avenue shone brightly, and the billions of avenues on his body shone brightly. The branches stretched out, like divine chains of order, intertwined in the void, forming a Huge network.

Wan Dao fellow cultivators, the more advanced they are, the more abnormal they become. Correspondingly, their combat power becomes stronger and their life source becomes stronger.

Correspondingly, it becomes more difficult to practice, and each step of improvement requires a lot of effort.

If Zhang Ye hadn't come here by accident, it would be impossible to advance in cultivation for another one or two calamities.

Now Zhang Ye's foundation has been made up.Two thousand avenues of perfection are in him, and more than nineteen hundred avenues are infinite.

This means that he alone has the power of more than [-] Hunyuan Wuji.

Every time a great avenue is completed, the pressure on Zhang Ye will increase. Without the tyrannical spirit and physical body, he cannot bear so many great avenues.

On the contrary, every perfect path will make his body stronger.

His physical body is so strong that the Chaos Spiritual Treasure cannot break through his defense. Even the Chaos Spiritual Treasure requires an offensive type of Spiritual Treasure to injure him.

Today, Zhang Ye, blessed by the power of Taoism, can even press Luo Hou to the ground and rub him against Hongjun.

"Now we really have the capital to compete!" Zhang Ye murmured.

(End of this chapter)