Perfect World: Foreign Land Is King

Chapter 117
"No, no, this is not my Dharma. How can my Dharma be so ordinary, so ordinary, flashy, messy, and hard to see."

But inside the stone wall, Cang Wu, who created the law, was inexplicably flustered and had doubts. On the surface, everything was going smoothly and prosperously, and it was about to be over, and Dafa was about to be born.

"The power of transforming the Tao, invulnerable to all laws. These are other people's methods, other people's paths. Can simply merging them together really create an invincible method?"

"What kind of enemy should he use to transform the Dafa into freedom?"

Cang Wu kept asking why the Dafa he created was so weak and superficial.

"If time does not exist and time does not appear, then what is the Dharma I created? Why must it transcend the reincarnation of cause and effect? ​​What is the definition of reincarnation of cause and effect?"

"Why should we substantiate it? Can the understanding of Tao really be subjective?"

"Are time, destiny, cause and effect, and reincarnation really separate and separate avenues?"

"Is there really three thousand avenues among the three thousand ways in the world? Is it possible? The way is the way. It is the source of everything in the world and everything."

"Time, destiny, and reincarnation are just the names given by the world."

For a long time, Cang Wu muttered to himself and stopped the great method he had created. It was okay not to use this method. His eyes were confused and he looked towards the sky.

"My method wants to break away from this framework and achieve sublimation in a true sense, but where is the way? How to do it!!"

Rumble!
At this time, thunderstorms gathered in the sky, and the vast calamity clouds shook. The bloody lightning was like a mountain torrent, or like a sea of ​​​​blood pouring back from the sky. It suddenly fell down and drowned people's sight. It was really terrifying and terrifying.

For a moment, everyone felt suffocated, their eyes were filled with blood and lightning, and nothing else could be seen.

"The Thunder Tribulation of Dharma Creation is a catastrophe in which heaven and earth test those who create Dharma. After passing through it, Dafa appears in the world."

"But this thunder tribulation is actually blood-colored, so fierce. I have never heard of anyone's magic-creating tribulation being so fierce. Could it be that it is too defiant and disgusted by heaven and earth?"

In the outside world, more and more powerful people are paying attention. Their eyelids twitch. This thunder light is too terrifying. This is not torture from heaven and earth. It is clearly meant to strangle him in the cradle.

"The way forward is unclear, so I will find a way by myself. My method should not be ordinary. My way is either invincible or impossible."

"I didn't cut it well. I was too confused and worldly. I have to cut it all over again."

Cang Wu's eyes were sharp, and he was really starting to return to the Void Realm. The ancient trees on the dark avenue emerged, and the divine energy and blood essence in his body were swallowed up. His aura continued to decline, his strength collapsed, and he was about to fall into the Escape Realm. !

"Crack."

The peak of the Kill My Realm, the late stage of the Kill My Realm...the early stage of the Kill My Realm, "Huh!!" He grunted, and finally arrived at the Void Dao Realm.

The ancient tree of the Dark Avenue is originally a spiritual seed with a strange origin. It swallows all spirits and grows stronger. As its owner, it is natural for it to be able to cut off some realms.

The state of cutting myself off is the full name of the state of cutting myself off and clarifying the way. Cutting off the former self, clearly understanding the way, and more perfecting the way and method one has learned. This state can already create new methods and find an invincible road.

This state is difficult to say, and it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult. It mainly depends on the person, his ambition and talent. For people with mediocre talent or low ambition, they can get over it with time and immortality, but for those who are truly For the supreme monster, this is a difficulty.

If you can realize it, you will reach the sky in one day; if you cannot, it will be a wasted life.The difficulty is not in the Kill My Realm, but in the Dao. The higher the talent, the more talented the creatures are, but they are more likely to be restrained, because they are unwilling to be mediocre, and they will not attack the ordinary Dao.

"The first time I cut the path, I was too hasty. I haven't even determined the invincible path I want to take. I am too arrogant and have a young mentality. This time I will take the right path!"

Cang Wu opened his mouth and said that at this level, talent and talent were no longer a help, but instead became a fetter and resistance, becoming the fundamental reason that trapped them.

Most of the geniuses and monsters are divided into three, six or nine grades at this level.

Looking for the heart in the world of mortals, he wants to take the initiative to enter the land of six reincarnations, taste all kinds of life, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and understand the true meaning of the world.

He has a secret method. With the help of the ancient trees of the Dark Avenue, he can transform into a demon, travel through time and space, enter the bodies of ancient and modern monsters, and watch their catastrophe.

This secret method is a taboo scripture passed down from the time when the ancient trees of the Dark Avenue sprouted after his blood transformation.

Cang Wu made up his mind and entered the ancient trees on the dark avenue, crossing the scrolls of history and feeling the lives of every talented person who had shocked the heavens.

The tree that hugs each other is born from the smallest grain of wood; the nine-story platform begins from tired soil; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Only with enough accumulation can you make the ultimate leap.

This is a gamble with no turning back. It is very dangerous. You use your own soul as a bet and your own understanding as a bargaining chip to completely gamble on a road to heaven!
He had a premonition that if he didn't succeed this time, he would become a benevolent soul. If the soul entered the ancient tree on the dark avenue, if he didn't kill the old self, he would definitely be swallowed up and develop a dark personality. Although the second soul would not appear, he would still become me. Not like me!

Cang Wu asked and inquired his heart for the last time!Why should he take risks?Bet on your life!Wouldn't it be nice to live peacefully and peacefully now?
Emperor Huangtian hasn't grown up yet, you just need to please him!Befriend him!With his character, even if he falls into darkness in the future, he will save him!Illuminate yourself and return.

"No, how can you be a waste, let yourself be manipulated by others, and live on the charity of others!"

"A man is born between heaven and earth, and he must stand upright to heaven and earth!"

Cang Wu roared, thoughts filled his mind, and a strong desire was raging. It was an ambition that did not want to be lost to everyone!I am the only one who is proud of myself!It’s the madness of fighting for one’s life!

Going against the will of heaven and changing one's destiny, the great road reaches the sky, what's the difference between not fighting and being mediocre?
If you don’t find your own supreme path, you won’t be able to turn the tide!Not enough to sweep the world!Not enough to determine the future!
He couldn't stop. What greeted him as soon as he stopped was an ordinary and mediocre life. So what if he illuminated the ancient era, what if he shined for several epochs, what if he became the immortal king!

For some beings who cannot speak, what is the difference between them and ants!
There is no retreat on this road. He is by no means a person who is content with the status quo. Instead of doing nothing, it is better to fight to the death and win a lifetime of glory.

He threw himself into the ancient trees of the dark avenue without hesitation, and the years were like songs, spanning eternity, watching the sparks of wisdom flicker, merging with countless talented creatures who had talked loudly, and feeling their forbidden paths.

He seemed to have become a time traveler, rolling around in the world of mortals, melting all things into one furnace, cultivating the highest mysteries.

A moment lasts forever, a glance lasts forever.

One day, ten days, a hundred days... One year, a full ten years passed, and Cangwu's body just sat there with his eyes closed, and it was stained with a layer of gray.

At the same time, on the Wudao Mountain, the competition held by the Immortal King An Lan has also reached its climax!

(End of this chapter)