Chapter 700 Eighth Heaven
Although Princess Hongling was reluctant, she stayed there. Zhaoming took her to Bai Ze, explained it to him, and entered the eighth heaven with Sun Jiuyang and Xue Yuhua.
The Eighth Heaven is a world of clouds and clouds, and the traces of fairy mist make people feel like they enter the world of nothingness and cannot distinguish between the east, south, west and north. Even Sun Jiuyang also holds a map and constantly proofreading to ensure a good direction.
It seems that the fairy mist is floating, but if you carefully sense it, the chaos of the heaven and earth's vitality is even better than the seventh level of heaven. Even when Zhaoming first entered, he felt a little uncomfortable. I am afraid that it is difficult for cultivators below the Taiyi Jinxian realm to live here.
"In the past, there were many sub-saint monks living here. When the ancient demon ape hit the Ninth Heaven, they killed all directions with blood, and died, with only a dozen left..." Sun Jiuyang told Zhaoming all the way about the Ninth Heaven.
This was once a place where elite monks lived, such as the Taoist Sanqing, Taoist Huiyan, Taoist Zhunti, and even Taoist Kunpeng, who all lived here. They were backed by the sky and looked down at the prehistoric world.
After the ancient demon ape had a big fuss, there were heavy casualties and another battle between the Taoist demons, which led to the chaos of the world's vitality, and it was difficult to absorb the vitality in practice here, which made many monks leave.
According to the information obtained by Sun Jiuyang, in the entire Eighth Heaven, except for the mysterious Nine Heavens Xuannv Palace, only the Sanqing Taoist in the Sanqing Purple Palace has not left.
Exploring the spiritual consciousness, feeling the entire vast sky, the eighth level of heaven, a world no less than the prehistoric continent, but now it has become uninhabited. Even if the Sanqing Taoist who did not really leave this place, he is almost active in the prehistoric continent.
In a trance, Zhaoming felt a sense of the passing of history.
The Taoist Sanqing, the Taoist Junti, the Taoist Weiting, and the Taoist Kunpeng are now all famous immortal kings and powerful people in the world, and everyone knows them. The monks who died under the abuse of the ancient demon apes back then must be quite inferior to them.
This was once a place where strong people lived. Now it has become full of vicissitudes and no longer the same as before.
Not only here, but also the seventh heaven. The departure of the Piaomiao Immortal Clan made the huge heaven desolate and lonely, and it attracted his own group of people thousands of years later.
Destiny guides everything here. Zhaoming has confidence that he can restore glory to the future of the demon clan, but what after glory?
Watching the golden sunlight falling, dyeing the clouds, and the golden area, Zhaoming suddenly felt an extremely unrealistic feeling in his heart. Perhaps the so-called future is as unreliable as these clouds and mists, and when the wind blows, it will fall apart and dissipate.
The empty world will be filled with new clouds and mist, just as the demon clan took over the seventh level of heaven after the Piaomiao Immortal Clan.
So many strong people are still unable to turn the world back, so they can only withdraw from the prehistoric continent. Even if they and their brothers work together to create a brilliant future, how long can such a future last?
In a trance, I didn't know what to do. Suddenly, the words of the Demon Ancestor Luohu rang in his heart.
"You are fire, golden crow, the ruler of the Sun Star, Pangu, who created the world, and everything that binds you should not exist, especially those moral shackles. Only by breaking them can you completely sublimate."
He didn't know why Luohu said that he was a golden crow and why he said that he was Pangu who created the world, but one thing was right. He should not be bound by these things, and he should not be bound by things that have not yet arrived.
No matter what the future is, no matter what powerful enemies will stand in front of you in the future, you will smash them like an illusion of the Demon Ancestor when you pass the tribulation.
"Fortunately, it's not wrong, it's finally here!" At this time, Sun Jiuyang shouted loudly to make Zhaoming come to his senses. There was still a sea of clouds ahead, making him unable to see anything different.
After continuing to move forward, I was suddenly stunned, as if I could feel Di Jun's breath.
After careful investigation, I confirmed that I was not wrong. The location was ahead and rushed away quickly. Soon I saw a figure appearing in the sea of clouds ahead. It was Di Jun.
After getting closer, he asked in surprise: "Brother, why are you here?"
Seeing his own people coming, Di Jun was naturally surprised. After seeing Xue Yuhua, he asked Zhaoming, "Why are you here?"
"A friend of mine is gone. According to speculation, it may be in the Jiutian Xuannv Palace, so Senior Grandma took me over to look for it. Brother, where are you? Haven't you gone to Tianwaitian?" Zhaoming was full of doubts.
Di Jun nodded and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Since you are here, I don't need to hide it. I was born in the sky outside the sky. If I don't have a special way, I can't come out. Looking at the eighth heaven, I can only walk through Doumu Yuanjun Palace."
"Doumu Yuanjun Palace? Where is that?" Zhaoming asked in surprise.
I really don’t have enough knowledge, and I know too little about the Eighth Heaven, a place far away from the prehistoric continent. If Sun Jiuyang hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have known that the so-called Nine Heavens Xuannv Palace was here, and I had never heard of the Doumu Yuanjun Palace mentioned by Di Jun at this moment.
Di Jun was entangled for a moment and finally said: "Doumuyuanjun is the most mysterious monk in this heaven. She is in charge of the stars in the sky. To a certain extent, her status is in line with that of the Taoist ancestor."
"I am the golden crow born from the Sun Star, and one of the few creatures in the sky. After I was born, I was led to the Doumuyuanjun Palace by Doumuyuanjun and have been studying and practicing there."
"So that's it!" Sun Jiuyang suddenly realized: "I just told you, how did you come out of the sky and know people even though you have learned it. It turned out that you learned it from Doumu Yuanjun. So you should be considered Doumu Yuanjun's disciple?"
"That's not!" Di Jun shook his head: "Doumu Yuanjun said that she let the Taoist ancestor enter the sky outside the sky in the past, causing some things, and owed me a cause and effect of the Golden Crow, so I was allowed to enter the Doumu Yuanjun Palace to practice, which was considered a repayment. I can freely enter the Doumu Yuanjun Palace, but I cannot claim to be a disciple of Doumu Yuanjun Palace."
"A cause and effect, could it be..." Sun Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something, but stopped immediately.
"Then why are you still staying here?" Zhaoming asked in confusion.
Di Jun shook his head and said in confusion: "I don't know either. In the past, every time I got here, I only needed to call a few times, and the door to Doumu Yuanjun Palace would open, but this time it was useless."
He paused and said, "Is it because I did something wrong that annoyed Doumu Yuanjun?"
Seeing that he looked puzzled, Zhaoming didn't know what to do. He really didn't know what was going on with Doumu Yuanjun.
"I don't know either. I'm not familiar with that senior!" Sun Jiuyang also shook his head: "I won't say much, I'll go to the Jiutian Xuannv Palace first. I don't have much time to accompany you for more moji."
While speaking, he took out a jade talisman and injected it into action. In a moment, a white light appeared, as gentle and soft as lotion.
Vaguely, Zhaoming felt that something strange around him dissipated like a tide, and a strange channel composed of energy appeared between the white sea of clouds.
"Follow me, if something goes wrong, then it will be troublesome." Sun Jiuyang reminded him and walked into the strange energy channel.
"Brother, Doumu Yuanjun Palace did not respond. Why would you go to Jiutian Xuannv Palace with me to have a look?" Zhaoming asked.
Di Jun shook his head: "I'm waiting here so as not to miss it. I don't have to go to the Jiutian Xuannv Palace, so as not to make people dislike it. You just go."
It seemed to be reasonable, and Zhaoming did not force it and followed Sun Jiuyang behind him and walked inside.
After walking forward for a while, I felt a stream of warm water flowing through my body. In an instant, the world repeated and the surrounding situation defecate. When everything recovered, the few people seemed to have traveled through time and space to another world, a deep blue world.
Looking around, there was blue around, nothing else, but different colors. Suddenly, it was like the ocean, and like the sky.
Zhaoming felt a trance, and the sense of direction in the southeast, west and north was completely lost, and it was difficult to determine whether it was going up and down.
I glanced around and found nothing, but when I stepped out, I seemed to be stepping on the ground. I wanted to try the flying star, but I found that I couldn't do it at all.
"Is this... the Nine Heavens Xuannv Palace?" Zhaoming asked.
Sun Jiuyang shook his head: "It's not falling yet, it's just a passage. In fact, there is not only one Nuwa in the Jiutian Xuannv Palace, but another person has a lot to do with it."
"who?"
"Taiqing Taoist. That guy was not like this in the past, but was very etiquette. He just became like that after learning a kind of ruthless and destructive technique in the Jiutian Xuannv Palace."
"The Xuannv Sutra is a kind of ruthless and ruthless martial art. The practitioner will slowly confine his deity as a demon, thus being ruthless and desireless." Xue Yuhua explained on the side: "My young master thinks this is actually a kind of extraordinary skill, but the requirements for the practitioners are too harsh, so almost all practitioners have gone through the path."
"If you can truly understand the true meaning of it, you can maintain your true self. On the day of your cultivation, you will definitely become one of the strongest people in the whole world."
The world's strongest...what can make Pangu think so must be extraordinary. Zhaoming asked: "Can anyone achieve this practice of cultivation?"
"No!" Xue Yuhua shook her head: "Even in the last era, no one has truly achieved great success. But even without great success, it is still terrible. The Demon Ancestor Luohu died at the hands of a practitioner of this kind of martial arts in the last era."
"So awesome!"
The two were shocked, and Sun Jiuyang even shouted: "No wonder Taoist Taiqing did so many things for this, it was indeed worth it!"
Xue Yuhua shook her head again: "He has walked into the path and has limited achievements."
“Limitedness is also great!”
While talking, countless white lights flew from all directions, gathering rapidly in front of them, instantly turning into a thousand-story staircase made of white light.
At the end of the white light staircase, a light gate appeared, which was pure and flawless.
Chapter completed!