Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 263 Memory
At the moment when the law of the emperor's way on the corpse of the Queen Mother of the West was touched, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yuan's eyes!
It was a female emperor in white, peerless, standing in the starry sky, her beautiful face was full of sadness.

On the top of her head is a small pagoda made of fairy tears green gold, it is the West Emperor Pagoda!
This is the Queen Mother of the West?
Mo Yuan's heart moved, and he observed the scene carefully, but he saw that the Queen Mother of the West was still holding a corpse covered with golden hairs in her arms. It was the Dacheng Holy Body buried here. It is a magnificent giant hall, and in front of the hall, there is also a supreme being lingering with imperial aura!

That is? !
Mo Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a huge copper plaque hanging above the main hall, on which were written two bloody characters: Hell!

"Dacheng's holy body is dead, will he vent his anger on the underworld?" Mo Yuan murmured.

It is unknown that it is only related to the underworld, but it is basically the Taoism of Tongtian Mingbao who has already cultivated into a human body, the three supreme gods and immortal weapons of Yuanshen Yuangui, Yixi Huangmu and Dacheng Saint Body, who have entered the realm of the ultimate path. It is impossible not to understand these.

boom!
Suddenly, the female emperor in white slashed down with her palm, and the golden pagoda of fairy tears burst into endless brilliance, shining through the entire universe!
Then, everything was destroyed, the galaxy shattered, the void pierced through, the hall on that side also exploded, and the copper plaque engraved with the two characters of hell broke apart.

Nothing can be heard, nothing can be seen, Xihuang shattered everything, as if to destroy the entire law of heaven and earth, and restore the hope of longevity.

The chain of heaven and earth order broke, and then there was eternal darkness.

I don't know how long it took for the world to return to tranquility. Xihuang held a young boy's hand, leaving a slender figure behind, with loneliness and sadness, and went away.

The little boy was very quiet, neither crying nor making trouble, and followed the long journey.

"Childhood without beginning?" Mo Yuan said to himself.

He hadn't finished speaking when the little boy suddenly turned his head and took a quick glance, but it made people see his true face clearly.

It is a two or three-year-old child with black hair and shawls, and clear eyes. He looks pink and jade-carved. Although he is immature, he also has a kind of wisdom that does not match his age.

"Unexpectedly, I just met him and saw him when he was a child. Could it be that I will really dig him out of the fairy source in the future and adopt him as a foster son?"

Mo Yuan doesn't know the answer. The future cannot be guessed. Even if he practices the Dao of Time, the future he sees is only a possibility. What doesn't happen is inconclusive.

The picture disappeared when it reached here, and Mo Yuan also restrained his mind and concentrated on studying the Tao and the Emperor's Scriptures belonging to the Queen Mother of the West.

Starting from the sea of ​​bitterness, the traces of the transformation of the five great secret realms of the Queen Mother of the West, revealed her whole life of cultivation and the process of realizing her own extreme emperor principles before Mo Yuan's eyes, without any reservations, in the dark, Mo Yuan only felt She has become a beautiful woman in white clothes.

Step into the starry sky, conquer the emperor's road, and subdue the arrogance of all races. In the end, he is invincible under the starry sky and is praised by the world.

Returning to the Northern Territory, living in seclusion on the stone mountain of Yaochi, building thatched huts, retreating to enlightenment, and engraving all the battles I have experienced in this life, all the secret methods I have practiced in my life, combined with my own perception, on the stone mountain. Pass that final hurdle and become an invincible emperor who is respected by all races and invincible in the world!

"The Western Emperor's Sutra, the Western Emperor's Sutra, is indeed worthy of being the empress of the human race who has defeated countless heavenly prides, amazing, amazing!"

Mo Yuan's Yuanshen opened his eyes in Xihuang's Xiantai, and the villain said with admiration.

Among the thirty emperors and emperors throughout the ages, how many of them are women who became enlightened?

The Western Emperor was able to use the body of a woman to overwhelm the Dacheng Holy Body and countless divine bodies in the universe to prove the position of the Great Emperor, which shows that she is amazingly talented.

After this practice, Mo Yuan not only obtained the complete Western Emperor's Sutra, but also vaguely became the Western Emperor's mother and walked the emperor's road once. This experience is more precious than the Western Emperor's Sutra.

Compared with the great world of Journey to the West, although the world of Shrouding the Sky is far inferior in terms of cultivation realm, but in terms of talent and Taoism, the heroes of this world are definitely not inferior to the talents of any other world!

Journey to the West, although there are saints pressing down on it, but they also illuminate the direction of progress. Poor Shrouding World, no matter how invincible outstanding people are, no matter how peerless arrogance is, after truly proving the Dao, there is no one in the world The opponent, with the road ahead cut off, can only spend time in vain, quietly waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

No longevity, no future, what a sad big world this is.

"There is also the way to become a holy body!"

With a thought in Mo Yuan's mind, Yuanshen flew out from the Xihuangmu Xiantai and landed in front of Dacheng Saint Body.

Buzz!
Exactly the same as the emperor's corpse of the Queen Mother of the West, wisps of divine light burst out from Dacheng's body, and his whole body was protected by the laws of the extreme way that belonged to him.

Mo Yuan acted in accordance with the law, bombarded with the power of Yuanshen, took advantage of the moment Di Ze was blasted out of the gap, controlled Yuanshen, and entered the body of Emperor.

Rumble!
As Mo Yuan Yuanshen settled in the Dacheng Saint Body Xiantai, the entire supreme body began to glow, and then rumbled, the sound of blood flowing was like thunder, and an unrivaled hero was recovering, as if about to wake up from a deep sleep.

The unique blood vessels belonging to the holy body were flowing, and a picture appeared in front of Mo Yuan's eyes again, which was the remnant of this great holy body.

It was a heroic and majestic man, standing on the ground, the sun, moon and stars in the sky were overshadowed by it.

However, his deep eyes were filled with deep fatigue, and his body was bursting with bruises from time to time, especially on the frontal bone, and there were golden hairs protruding from his body surface one after another.

This is the scene before the death of the Dacheng Holy Body, and standing in front of him is a beautiful woman in white, who is the Queen Mother of Naxi.

Queen Mother Xi's face was full of sadness, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

"I can't grow old with you, let me be relieved, and send me on my way." Dacheng Saint Body turned around, cutting off all tenderness, leaving only the empress a silent back.

The empress took a step forward, her tears glistening, she was extremely sad, but she only held his palm tightly, refusing to let go.

"If our children can't become immortals, they can re-establish the heavens and rule the ups and downs of the heavens and the earth!"

At the last moment of his life, when mentioning Wushi, this Dacheng Holy Body had a face full of pride and pride.

The congenital sacramental body, born to be holy, since ancient times, how many people have such talent?

Parents love their children with far-reaching plans. Even if there is no joy at the knees, thinking about the future of the son, the sadness of the dying moment of Dacheng Eucharist is all washed away.

The empress's face was also full of tenderness, as if she remembered that little figure, but then her face turned cold, and she said: "Don't worry, I will let them be buried with you!"

Her jade hand caressed the forehead of Dacheng Saint Physique, wisps of divine light shone from her palm, and lightly pierced through Dacheng Saint Physique's forehead, and the primordial spirit in the immortal platform was scattered...

(End of this chapter)