Zhetian: The beginning of reincarnation in ancient times, and the enlightenment with Qingdi

Chapter 91 King’s Palace

The divine moon hung high, and the silver light fell down like clouds and smoke. The entire land was hazy, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze.

Miaoyu Temple is located in the sky. The lake below is as clear as a sapphire, and the moonlight above is like water, flowing slowly.

This building is shrouded by the divine moon, giving it a dreamy color, making it very mysterious in the night sky.

With dots of colored light, An Miaoyi stood in front of a palace, with flying black hair and fluttering white clothes. She looked like a fairy in the moon palace, holier than the saints in all holy places.

At this moment, Jiang Yifei had wisely escaped secretly, leaving only a man and a woman alone.

"Young Master is honest, but it's a bit heartbreaking..."

An Miaoyi smiled, dressed in snow, fluttering gently in the night wind, as if she was about to ride the wind away.

She was wearing a pure white dress that stretched to the floor, setting off her slender jade body like the undulating mountains. Her firm chest, slender waist, and round jade buttocks could not find a single flaw and formed a perfect arc.

However, she has a noble temperament and looks like an elf under the moonlight. Her jade face is as white as crystal without any makeup, her eyes are like autumn water, and her nose and lips are as if they were crafted by God. Such a face is so beautiful that you can take your breath away. .

She was originally one of the most beautiful women in the Eastern Barren, and was even called the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Barren. After such a peerless beauty was dyed in wine, her skin became pink and translucent, and she had an irresistible aura.

In the original work, she is an extremely famous woman in the Eastern Wasteland, and is known as the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland.

She is also a tragic woman. She should have emerged from the mire and remained untouched, but as a teacher, she could only struggle in the quagmire.

Originally the supreme goddess of the Eastern Wasteland, she bet on Ye Fan, but she didn't have the life of the Ji family's little moon. In the end, she lost her soul and had no afterlife.

"I'm just telling the truth. You are not qualified enough. You are far from the level of enlightenment. You are not qualified to be with me."

"Forget it, if you can successfully practice this ancient scripture, go to Jiang's house, there will be what you want."

Su Ming looked at the pitiful, yet extremely tempting beauty in front of him and said calmly.

Strictly speaking, how could this so-called most beautiful woman in Donghuang compare to Jiang Shili, the reincarnation of Su Ming, who once represented the ultimate happiness in the world?

In other words, she is not very good-looking, not very qualified, not to mention mentally capable.

Wavering between being a teacher and cultivating—

All in all, it's a bit off.

After saying this, Su Ming drove away with no intention of looking back at An Miaoyi.

He had no interest in becoming An Miaoyi's entourage, and he only passed down the "Northern Ming Jing" for the sake of the memory of when he had read it.

As for whether she could successfully practice the "Northern Ming Sutra", it was not Su Ming's concern.

Although the "Northern Ming Sutra" is not like the Beginningless Sutra which can only be practiced by the innate holy body, it has very high requirements for a person's character -

Except for those who are truly mentally tough, most people will not be able to bear the Tao and Dharma they have absorbed during this process, and will be assimilated by other people's Tao and become a walking corpse. In severe cases, they will directly become immortals.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a violent roar, Su Ming stepped on the samsara disk of the heavens, beneath which was a vast long river.

At first it flowed forward slowly, with calm waves, but then it gradually became turbulent, like a galloping and roaring dragon.

Time flows.

This is not a river in the true sense, but a mysterious law of the great road, flowing with the breath of time, making a deafening sound, and lingering in the hazy mist of chaos.

During this trip to the Northern Territory, four more reincarnation projections were recorded, one from the old place of Yaochi and the two divine medicines that were cut out.

It seems that due to the will of God, the level of these two magical medicines dropped from the elixir of longevity to the elixir of immortality, and they can only provide an opportunity for emperor-level reincarnation.

Su Ming guessed that only if he allowed the two magical elixirs to return to the level of immortality elixir in the future, could he be given the opportunity to reincarnate at the immortal level or even the immortal king level.

However, this time's harvest, plus the three remaining reincarnation opportunities he had previously saved, make a total of seven reincarnation opportunities.

Therefore, he prepared to connect the era of King Jiang Shili.

Because the era of Ye Di Wushang and the current world have been connected before, now we only need to connect the two anchor points of King Jiang Shili and Ye Di Wushang.

There are about 60,000 years between King Jiang Shili and Ye Di Wushang. After spending three reincarnation opportunities——

In Su Ming's eyes, the anchor point representing King Jiang Shili on the reincarnation disk of the heavens was like the Night Emperor Wushang. The fog shrouded on it was swept away by a mysterious force, and it was like a lighthouse, shining in the endless darkness. In the Northern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, there is an ancient river named Jiangshui.

And among these mountains and rivers, there lies the supreme ancient family, which has dominated the Eastern Wasteland for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Your Highness, I can only send you here."

The Holy Master of the Jiang family smiled and said, his robes unfolded, the dragon walked like a tiger, and endless divine radiance fell from his body.

This position is hundreds of thousands of miles east of the Jiang family. It is an island in the middle of the lake. It looks unremarkable. As he watched the Holy Master of the Jiang family leave, Su Ming activated the Heavenly Bliss Mysterious Technique. That unique Taoist charm spread out. In an instant, there were dense Dao patterns appeared, spreading all over the sky and the earth.

Not long after, an illusory door of light appeared in front of him. Divine brilliance flowed like a waterfall, and essence flowed out from the door like a tide.

This is the gateway to the King's Palace. Apart from those who have mastered the Beiming Immortal Sutra and have succeeded in the Immortal Three Ways, only Su Ming, who has practiced the Heavenly Bliss Technique, can open it.

Of course, a person of the level of the Ancient Emperor could also forcefully open the door to this small world.

Entering the portal, what appeared in front of Su Ming's eyes was a sacred mountain.

The clouds and mist are deeply locked, lingering with colorful ribbons, and the light is brilliant. The whole body looks like an active volcano, majestic and majestic, with thousands of rays of light and divine brilliance rising into the sky. From time to time, there will be shocking auspiciousness spurting out, with thousands of auspicious colors and fairy lights. Wanlu, like the legendary fairyland.

Su Ming took one step and traveled thousands of miles before barely climbing onto this fairy mountain.

The Fairy Mountain is majestic, glowing, lush and full of vitality.

There is a colorful halo surrounding the mountains, directly covering the mountainside. From time to time, rays of light burst out from the top of the mountain, accompanied by the roar of the supreme power of law, which shocked the ages.

Everyone in this world has already known about Su Ming's existence in advance.

Halfway up the mountain, there are abundant vegetation, evergreen vegetation, and patches of green and crystal clear grass, exuding a strong breath of life. The fairy flowers are clear, the flowing glow is stained with nectar, and the scenery is tranquil and peaceful, poetic and picturesque, just like a fairyland.

However, it is not peaceful here. From time to time, you can see divine light bursting out, dazzling, roaring, clanging, and even roaring.

Although the scenery of Fairy Mountain is beautiful, it is extremely dangerous.

This whole mountain seems to have been left with endless restrictions and turned into a war fortress. It is terrifyingly powerful. If you are not careful, even the quasi-emperor will suffer.

If someone else presides over it, everyone under the emperor will be crushed.

The presiding person can have the cultivation level of the late Quasi-Emperor, and he can control the power exerted by this mountain, and challenge the Forbidden City Supreme like the Dacheng Holy Body.

Even after being fully sublimated, it is still enough to support a few moves for a short period of time.

Standing halfway up the mountain, hundreds of people appeared in front of Su Ming.

And this is the foundation accumulated by the entire King's Palace over tens of thousands of years.

Except for the Saint of Yaochi who had Su Ming's permission to enter this place in advance, almost all of them were saints or above, and there were about ten quasi-emperors.

Among them, there is even a powerful person who was promoted to the eighth level of Quasi-Emperor in the later stage of Quasi-Emperor.

Although the "Northern Ming Sutra" can absorb other people's Tao and Dharma for its own use, the most powerful people in this world are always people, not Dharma.

In addition, people who can successfully practice the Northern Ming Sutra are almost mentally tough, so in such a unique cave, the Great Sage is the lower limit, and it is also the upper limit for most people.

The quasi-emperor's realm is too extraordinary, and he must go his own way.

Although these people are almost all people with extraordinary minds, there are only a few people who can transcend the way of King Jiang Shili.

Among them, there are even fewer people who can reach the realm of alternative enlightenment or even the realm of great emperors.

Of course, this does not mean that these people are weak. The practice of the Northern Ming Sutra can allow people to glimpse the threshold of practice realm in advance and better polish their foundation.

Therefore, it can be said that none of the disciples of the King's Palace are under the Eight Bans, but it depends on the individual.

No one can help.

PS: Two updates of 6,000 words have been completed today, so go ahead and type.

I have something to do these days and haven’t saved my manuscript yet. Come on, come on, come on!

(End of this chapter)