The starry sky is immortal

Chapter 470 Fellow Daoist, I have been waiting for you for 900 epochs
Di Cang walked out of the original space of the great avenue, without any direction, just walking according to his heart, walking freely, stepping in the void, as if he was taking a leisurely tour, it was really a comfort.

The reason for this is that everything in Di Cang is extremely clear and clear in his heart.

All the realms of the Chaos Realm, the time and space of the three thousand epochs, Di Cang has gone back;

Overcoming the limit shackles of the three thousand eras of chaos, stepping into the abyss of the void, and attaining the proof of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Di Cang also walked through it;

Above the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the primordial avenue space of the primordial realm, where the Dao Ling-level master is located, Di Cang also came here to suppress the contemporary master Hongmeng Tianzun and become the new master.

At this point, Di Cang has no secrets about everything in the chaotic world. He already knows everything, and the three thousand eras only flow in one thought.

But only one place:
It is far beyond the limits of the Chaos Realm, and it is the ultimate end, but it cannot be expressed in words at all. There is no path, no boundary, let alone a method. Getting there depends entirely on chance.

The so-called opportunity and the so-called general trend are all the same.

Just like this, Di Cang has already come here no matter what the chance.

That existence, He, should have felt Di Cang's arrival long ago.

If you have the intention to face Di Cang, then Di Cang will naturally be able to reach there easily, and you can reach it in any void; , and it is difficult to find a trace.

Since this is the case, why does Di Cang do useless work, as he does what he wants and thinks, the whole chaotic world seems to dance lightly because of it.

Sure enough, when Di Cang had such a thought, the void suddenly swayed, and then Di Cang stepped out, and suddenly came to an unspeakable realm.

This place seems to be between existence and non-existence. It seems to be outside the chaotic world, but it seems to be in every place in the chaotic world.

False and real, real and unreal, ethereal and dreamy, giving people a sense of heaven and earth suddenly being a big dream.

"Fellow Daoist, you are finally here!"

"I have been waiting for you for 900 million years!"

There is no limit to reality, the notes of the great sound and the rare sound echo in the ear, full of endless charm, it seems to be the oldest, like a newborn, the rhyme of the Tao is natural, almost close to the road, indescribable.

Di Cang is well aware that this is the one in the Chaos Realm that cannot be called by his name, but is only referred to by "existence" and "he". No, it is the ultimate existence in the Primal Chaos Realm, the closest existence to immortality Only a thin line away.

900 million epochs!
Di Cang's eyes were serious, and he knew that these words were not false!

He raised his eyes to look at this unspeakable place, which is illusory, dreamy and dreamy. Although he heard the sound of Taoism, he did not find the figure of the speaker.

"Fellow Daoist, I am everywhere. If you want to see me, fellow Daoist, you can observe it in your heart. Whatever your heart thinks, the Dao is born." As if sensing Di Cang's thoughts, the voice of Dao with boundless reality and emptiness resounded again.

Di Cang was speechless for a while, this state is really like the presence of the Tao.

Immediately afterwards, Di Cang smiled faintly, made a grand salute, and said to Piao Miao Kong in front of him: "I am Di Cang, I have met fellow Taoist Hongjun!"

After Di Cang finished speaking, the whole illusory and unspeakable form seemed to collapse and stagnate in an instant, turning into a piece of reality, and in the void in front of him, suddenly appeared a figure in a black Taoist robe, his whole body was as vague as smoke, his face The color on the top is red and tender, with the spirit of immortality, and the charm of Taoism is close to the body.

The Xuanpao Taoist approached like a side of heaven, he took a long look at Di Cang, and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you think I'm the grand master of heaven?"

Di Cang smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "What's the difference between yes and no? Since Taoist friends are almost like the Tao, and whatever you think in your heart, the Tao is born, then I will view the Taoist friends as the majesty of the heavens, or as the common people. Straight dog, how can the Tao change because of this?"

The Taoist in Xuanpao nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Friends of Taoism are reasonable, Taoism is formless, and Taoism is myriad phenomena. Heavenly Dao Hongjun."

As soon as the voice of the Dao fell, the chaotic world changed itself. From then on, the primordial and chaotic world derived the way of heaven, and they are all named Hongjun. He is everywhere and everywhere. He is the representative source of the general trend and an existence that is difficult for all living beings to find .

Seeing this scene, Di Cang's expression changed, and he suddenly said: "It turns out that everything began here. This unspeakable place transcends the time and space of the chaotic world, seems to be outside the chaotic world, and includes everything. There is no past, present, or future." One thought can change three thousand eras, and one word can change hundreds of millions of heavens and worlds."

"Heavenly Dao Hongjun has passed on since then, and my Dao is even more advanced now!"

Di Cang knew the name of Tiandao Hongjun in the past, but when he came to this unspeakable place, it became the original source, and the name of Tiandao Hongjun came from Di Cang's observation.

What the heart thinks, the Tao is born!

Sure enough, it is mysterious and mysterious.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, how come the 900 million era?"

With a wave of Tiandao Hongjun's hand, the whole world suddenly changed, and instantly turned into a Zixiao Palace, simple and majestic, with Dao rhyme diffused, and the mysterious meaning is true. The two fell on the top of the palace, and each sat on a futon.

Hongjun smiled leisurely, his voice suddenly mixed with vicissitudes, and asked suddenly: "Fellow Taoist? Who are you? Are you you? Are you Zixin of the Great Dao, Di Cang? Hong Xin? The patriarch of the starry sky behemoth clan Is it Ancient Cang? Is Hongxin? Is Dragon Emperor Cangtian? Chaos Demon Emperor? Eternal God Emperor? Killing Emperor? Nether Emperor? ?..."

Di Cang's expression shook slightly, then he nodded and said, "I am Di Cang!"

Hongjun didn't answer, but continued to ask: "Some of them are you in the past, some are you now? Some are you incarnate? Some are you in the future? Some are derived from you?..."

"There are so many you, who are you? Who are you? Who are you?" Hongjun raised his eyes to look at Di Cang, but his eyes seemed to penetrate the void and worlds, his eyes were deep and vast, boundless in reality.

Di Cang smiled slightly, swung his sleeves, stood tall and straight, misty and clear, and said: "All these me seem to be me, the past me, the past me, the incarnation me, and the future me. It is a derived me, but... I am me, not in the past, not in the past, nor incarnation, not in the future, not derived, only in the present, I am Emperor Cang!"

When Di Cang's words fell to the ground, it seemed to hit the ground with a loud sound, and when it fell, it was hard to grind his words through the ages!
Tian Dao Hongjun didn't answer the question either, as if he was only asking but not asking for an answer, and then said: "Because there are so many me, the real me, the Tao me, the dead me, the reason me, the illusion me, the false me, the transformation me, and the heart me. , Spiritual Self, Empty Self, Virtuous Self, Benevolent Self, Life Self, and Death Self... In order to pursue the true meaning of 'I', I began to experience again and again, chasing and witnessing the ultimate answer."

"There are three thousand me, which one is me?" Hongjun looked at the sky with his eyes, asking like the sky, like the voice of the Tao, illusory like a dream, but real and immortal.

At this moment, Di Cang suddenly realized everything, and couldn't help sighing: "The three thousand selves of fellow Taoists, each of us, has experienced from the origin of the era, and the eras have passed away one by one, until the end of the three thousand eras."

Di Cang finally understands why every time and space, every era, and every world has the name of the Dao of Heaven. He exists everywhere and exists at all times. He has transcended all time and space, pervaded everything, and is also a general trend.

"Three thousand of me, each with three thousand epochs, should be 900 million epochs!"

"Did fellow Taoists ever realize the true meaning of 'I' in the 900 million epochal quest?" Di Cang asked leisurely.

(End of this chapter)