Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

Qingxu Peak.

When Jiang Chen returned, he saw that Ye Hao and Ji Wudao were both quietly practicing enlightenment. He did not disturb them and sat down at the stone table under the enlightenment tree.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and summoned a hanging spring of life to fall into the purple clay pot. A crystal-clear jade enlightenment tea fell off the branch and automatically fell into the purple clay pot. A red flame burned in the small red clay charcoal stove, and soon There are clouds of tea and cigarette smoke rising up.

Looking at the smoke and clouds in front of him, Jiang Chen’s thoughts drifted away.

This time he went out to hunt down the perpetrators and destroyed nearly a thousand important industries in many holy places. He even made a trip to the Qionghua World. On the way, he kept using the Golden Eyes of Luck to sense the new Children of Luck, but found nothing.

It is not that easy to find a new son of destiny.

This trip has enhanced his cultivation for hundreds of years, especially the quasi-sage who killed Tianpeng Holy Land, which directly enhanced his cultivation for nearly three hundred years!

After killing a few more quasi-sages, the cultivation level plundered by the Heavenly Emperor’s Prison Suppressing Scripture will be enough to support him in breaking through to the realm of the God King.

After drinking a pot of tea, Jiang Chen’s figure disappeared from Qingxu Peak and continued to explore various places to explore new children of destiny.

Under the personal promotion of Holy Lord Zixiao, the news that Jiang Chen, the leader of Qingxu Peak, was killing everyone in the Eastern Wasteland spread throughout the entire Zixiao Holy Land, making every disciple of Zixiao Holy Land extremely excited and proud.

Many Zixiao Holy Land disciples are full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm for cultivation.

In addition, a lord or even a demigod preaches every day, and the supply of various elixirs, traces of enlightenment, and treasures from heaven and earth is opened up. Every day, disciples break through to new realms. The overall strength of Zixiao Holy Land can be described as It’s booming.

Time flies like running water, and in a blink of an eye, one month later.

It was dawning, and all the mountain-protecting formations of the Zixiao Holy Land had been opened.

All the peak masters, elders and disciples gathered in the preaching square of the main peak of Zixiao. Nearly 100,000 people sat on white jade futons in an orderly manner, without appearing crowded at all.

Their eyes were all focused on the mission platform in the center of the mission square.

Today was the day when Master Qingxu Peak gave a sermon. Everyone put down everything in their hands and rushed to the preaching square to listen to Jiang Chen’s sermon.

Many disciples who went out on missions basically returned early. No one wanted to miss the God’s sermon, especially a God like Jiang Chen who could kill quasi-sages!

Ye Hao and Ji Wudao also arrived and sat in a corner of the preaching square, waiting for the master to give a sermon.

In many hidden corners of the mission square, old people who had never shown their faces sat quietly cross-legged, their breaths completely restrained, and they were not noticeable at all. However, when many peak masters and elders looked at them, their eyes were filled with excitement. They couldn’t help but show a hint of respect.

These are all the Supreme Elders of Zixiao Holy Land, and many of them have been in seclusion all year round. They all came out of seclusion at this time, just to listen to Jiang Chen’s sermon at a close distance.

Even many ancestors of the gods deep in the ancestral mausoleum had their spiritual thoughts ready to listen to Jiang Chen’s sermon.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, Jiang Chen’s figure appeared out of thin air on the mission platform in the mission square. His eyes were gentle, his expression was calm, and he had an unworldly and fairy-like spirit.

As expected, Jiang Chen found nothing during this trip.

“clang!”

The Zixiao Biluo Bell appeared in the endless and distant sky, trembling slightly, and emitted a soul-clearing sound that echoed throughout the Zixiao Holy Land, making everyone in the Zixiao Holy Land feel clear.

“There are things mixed together, born in advance of heaven and earth, lonely and lonely, independent and not changing, moving around without being destroyed… Humans follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature… Tao is born one, and is born two, and two The three give birth to all things, the three give rise to all things…the ancestor of all things…the ancestor of the Xiang Emperor…”

Jiang Chen recited the Taoist Sutra, and thousands of Taoists felt it, and many grand visions that seemed real and illusory appeared in the world.

Real and illusory heavenly palaces emerged out of thin air, golden lotuses emerged from the mission square, cranes circled, dragons breathed their auras, phoenixes danced, and unicorns sent blessings.

Auspicious auspiciousness descends from the sky, golden lotuses emerge from the earth, steaming clouds and rosy clouds create various visions.

Every syllable in Jiang Chen’s mouth can cause thousands of voices to sing in unison, clearly imprinted in the depths of the minds of every living being in Zixiao Holy Land, like a yellow bell ringing in their minds, deafening and enlightening.

The Dao Sutra recited by Jiang Chen includes some scriptures from the Tao Te Ching in his previous life, the explanations of Dao in the Chaos Sword Sutra, the Heavenly Emperor’s Prison Suppression Sutra, and the Dao Sutra of the Great Void, as well as his own understanding of the myriad Dao from his immortal body. .

His sermons were not elucidating the meaning of the scriptures from the shallower to the deeper, but pointed directly at the origin of all things.

Every syllable is mysterious and mysterious, explaining the most essential truth of all things. It is like an immortal holding his head and conferring immortality, which makes all living beings in Zixiao Holy Land have immortality.

An illusion of feathering and ascending.

Many people who heard the Tao were intoxicated, their ears were clear, their eyes were clear, their hearts were clear, and their secret wisdom was gone.

The heaven and earth are filled with the indescribable rhythm of the avenue, and the auspiciousness of the sky covers every corner of the Zixiao Holy Land, washing and baptizing the spirit and energy of every living being in the Zixiao Holy Land over and over again. Everyone’s qualifications are silently changing. The breath is changing.

Since every syllable of Jiang Chen’s sermons contains the power of the Dao, most people can only perceive the rhyme of the Dao in Jiang Chen’s sermons and cannot hear the specific syllables of the Dao.

“Buzz!”

In the corner, Ji Wudao suddenly felt a huge aura coming out of his body. There was a faint sound of the heavenly voice vibrating in his internal organs. The powerful coercion of the imperial power on his body was three feet away from the body and then returned to the body.

The realm of the emperor!

Ji Wudao’s cultivation had already reached the peak of a prince, and he had been settling in Qingxu Peak for a month. During this period, he listened to the sermons of the Lord or Demigod every day, and he had already reached the critical point of the peak of a prince.

This time after hearing Jiang Chen’s sermon, I no longer had any shackles and stepped straight into the realm of the emperor!

This preaching square is the dedicated preaching place of Zixiao Holy Land. It is not uncommon for people to have an epiphany while listening to the sermons of experts. In order to prevent someone from enlightening halfway and affecting others, it has its own formation to suppress the impact of everyone’s breakthrough.

Because of this, Ji Wudao’s breakthrough did not affect others.

Of course, if someone enlightens and transcends tribulations and becomes a god, and a catastrophe comes to the world, the foundation of the Zixiao Holy Land cannot seal the tribulation induction, and the person who has overcome the tribulation can only be transferred away as soon as possible.

Just when Ji Wudao made a breakthrough, a system prompt sounded in Jiang Chen’s mind, but he didn’t pay too much attention and continued to preach in an orderly manner.

“Buzz!”

In the corner of the mission square, the drunken Lord Sword and Wine unleashed a huge aura, breaking through to the demigod realm!

The Master of Wine and Sword had a look of surprise on his face, bowed to Jiang Chen from a distance, sat cross-legged in silence, with his eyes slightly lowered, and continued to listen to Jiang Chen’s sermon.

Next, from time to time, someone in the Mission Square had an epiphany and a breakthrough.

Most of the breakthroughrs were many elders who had been stuck at the peak of princes, emperors and lords for many years. After the breakthrough, they all saluted Jiang Chen from a distance, but no one said anything to disturb him.

As for the many disciples of the younger generation of Zixiao Holy Land, they have basically broken through to a small level. The most commendable thing is that their qualifications and understanding have all undergone radical changes!

Even, there is a huge Tao Yun churning deep in the ancestral mausoleum, and many self-proclaimed sleeping ancestors also gained a lot.

In the high sky of Zixiao Holy Land, purple haze filled the air and green clouds rose. These are the visions of heaven and earth transformed by the luck of Zixiao Holy Land. They are steaming endlessly like fire cooking oil, and are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, Jiang Chen’s figure disappeared from the platform, and the sound of his sermon still lingered in the preaching square.