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Chapter 4939 Enchanted

 Under the bronze altar, the atmosphere at the scene was so quiet that it can be described as "you can hear a pin drop".

The old man Jiuheng, the originator of the great spiritual world of Hongtu, floated away, and his natal consciousness turned into a wisp of divine glow and walked into the empty hole of the Purple Qi Jinhua.

When he was alive, he was a miracle of grandiose plans. He created the practice rules of the entire world, carried forward thousands of Taoist traditions, and gave small human beings the opportunity to seek immortality.

After his death, he sent a ray of his life consciousness from the upper world to the mortal world, and waited for future generations on this huge bronze altar for a full 120,000 years, just to continue to pass on this Taoist tradition to the people.

The grand plan continues the incense in the world.

Jiu Heng's life was full of a sense of responsibility, and he did everything he should assume as the originator of spiritual practice.

So what then?

What kind of existence is the original consciousness of the big world and the divine object that complements the primary element?

In fact, needless to say, all the top experts in the great world present can understand that this original consciousness is the supreme treasure that gathers the seven million years of memories of the entire grand world of practice.

The only treasure in the world that dares to be called the crown.

Whoever obtains the original consciousness is equivalent to obtaining the Taoist inheritance of the great world and the seven million-year memory of heaven and earth in the great world.

Is this good enough?

The void hole of the Purple Qi Jinhua slowly closed, and the pine tree that stood tall on the sky also died. The huge divine object fell apart and turned into countless pieces that slowly collapsed, like powder, flying bit by bit in the air and gradually dissipated.

Without the natal consciousness, the ancient bronze altar seemed to have decayed in an instant. Patches of rust appeared on the surface of the altar, and even more signs of corrosion and erosion were appearing one by one.

The mysterious luster emitted by the bronze altar gradually faded away, and the entire ancient relic seemed to have lost its vitality and was declining.

In front of the altar, only that original consciousness still shines brightly.

The spiritual will of the big world!

Seven million years of memory of heaven and earth!

An ancient inheritance from ancient times to the present!

In this way, it was truly displayed in front of everyone.

"Gulu!"

In the quiet atmosphere, someone swallowed greedily. Just like an inconspicuous stone was thrown into the calm sea, an uneasy atmosphere spread near the altar.

"The Great Universal Consciousness, the seven million-year Taoist tradition, and the ancient inherited memory of Hongtu Star are really good things."

"If you can refine your original consciousness, what will you get? How many powerful magical powers does the true Taoist inheritance have?"

"Is it just supernatural power? Are you too underestimated of the seven million-year tradition of the big world? The reproduction of heaven and earth, the change of all things, ancient memories, folk customs of all ages, magical powers and forbidden laws, moral principles, myths and legends, eternal anecdotes, which one?

Isn’t it something worthy of our cultivators’ attention? It can be said that owning this thing is equivalent to owning the entire Cultivation Star. Isn’t that what Jiu Heng said?”

"Having the original consciousness is equivalent to having the Hongtu Star?"

"At least in this star, he will become the number one person in the world, the protector of the world, and he will become a god soon."

"There is also the power of faith. Obtain the original knowledge and refine it. As long as the practitioners in the world practice, they will bring an endless stream of faith. With this power of faith, you can practice even while sitting at home.

promote."

"Good thing, he is mine..."

Amid the discussions, the voices gradually became louder. Before long, the practitioners near the bronze altar all showed greedy eyes. Many people began to walk towards the original consciousness with red eyes as if they were possessed.

"My consciousness, I want this consciousness, and no one can stop me..." An old man who had just entered the Taoist martial arts realm walked towards this consciousness with a straight look in his eyes. The Lord of the Nine Realms Mountains was no longer in his eyes.

An expert would never take those mastery realms whose strength is only slightly higher than his in the eyes.

As if possessed, he walked up the steps.

"Yanji, what are you doing? Go back." Huangfu Ju, the leader of the Wan Dynasty, expressed his dissatisfaction and scolded the old man for his inappropriate behavior.

But instead of listening, the old man seemed to be unable to hear and kept walking.

"My original consciousness, I also want my original consciousness, I want to be the number one person in the world." Another Taoist martial artist walked out of the crowd, like a demon in a daze, and like the previous Yanji, slowly walked up to the altar.

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After the first and second practitioners who were tempted by their original consciousness walked out of the group, more practitioners began to separate from the characters as if they were hysterical. In a moment, almost a hundred people walked out of the crowd, and behind them

There are still people who are ready to make a move.

"Oops, the temptation of the original consciousness is too great. Could it be that Jiuheng's original consciousness has bad intentions and deliberately left the original consciousness to seduce the powerful people in the world and make them crazy? This original consciousness is not a good thing."

There are too many people going to ancient relics. As practitioners, greed is almost everyone's inevitable shortcoming.

But there are many types of greed. There are the so-called gentlemen who love money and get it wisely, and there are villains who love money and deny it to their relatives.

Since there are people who are driven into delusion by greed, there are also people who can control their greed and stay calm.

Zhihuai looked at the people who had separated from the team and walked towards the consciousness as if they were suffering from hysteria. He frowned instinctively: "Your Majesty, if something happens, this consciousness is not a good thing. It can drive people crazy.

.”

Hearing this, Jiao Yue just shook her head and said with serious eyes: "No, you are wrong. The original consciousness is the original consciousness. It will not make people crazy. What makes people crazy is the greed in people's hearts."

Bright Moon stared at the original consciousness for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Zhihuai, these people are affected by the greed in their hearts, and they seem to be possessed by demons, but why don't you? Aren't you greedy?"

Zhihuai thought for a while: "I am also greedy, but I will not be like them. Today, all the nine world mountain masters are here. Even if they fight for it, it is a matter between the major world masters. With my level of cultivation

People who are not low but cannot reach the top of the big world have no chance at all, so I know that no matter how good my knowledge is, it is not mine."

Jiaoyue nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Zhihuai, I am very happy that you can think so. This shows that I have not misjudged the person. Yes, as a practitioner, the most taboo thing is to overestimate your own capabilities and aim too high.

All your actions will bring disaster to you, but you didn't. You can control your state of mind, and I am very satisfied."

"But... Your Majesty, judging from the appearance of these people, they will definitely compete for their original knowledge later. Several world leaders are already very unhappy. Once someone takes action and chaos occurs, everyone will definitely kill each other.

At that time, I don’t know how many people will die?”

"It depends on what they think..." Jiao Yue looked at Ling Jianlou and others with worried eyes.

Under the bronze altar, those who are really seduced by the original consciousness are definitely not only some mediocre beginners and masters, but also many powerful people in the supreme realm and even the perfection realm who show signs of being possessed by the devil.

Greed is common to everyone, but how to control greed and prevent desire from defeating reason is a difficulty that practitioners cannot overcome throughout their lives.

When Emperor Jiaoyue glanced around, Patriarch Wuhen, Ji Emperor, Huangfu Ju, Ding Mao, and even Meirao and Long Zhan all showed greedy eyes.

This consciousness is the spiritual will of the great world, and it has accumulated seven million years of Taoist inheritance from Hongtu Star. Who doesn’t want to have it?

"Long Zhan?" Gaoyue glanced at him warily, and was shocked to find that even Long Zhan's eyes were red and he started to move.

"Dragon battle!"

Jiaoyue let out a low roar through the method of transmitting sound into the secret, and the terrifying power of divine consciousness was like an invisible spear and sword, piercing into Long Zhan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Long Zhan was in a trance, his consciousness a little confused. At the same time, Shangguan Ruomeng also discovered what was wrong with Long Zhan. He quickly stepped forward and slapped Long Zhan's back hard with his divine palm power: "

Brother Long, wake up."

"Um?"

Long Zhan, who was filled with divine power and confused, turned his head violently. Everyone was shocked when they saw his eyes, which were filled with deep blood-red meaning.

"Deputy leader, what do you want to do?" asked several more sober alliance elders.

"I..." Long Zhan was stunned for a moment, and this time the blood-red color in his eyes slowly faded away.

Just as he was about to turn around, Shangguan Ruomeng suddenly shouted: "Don't look back, Brother Long, you are almost possessed by a demon."

"Am I possessed by a demon?" Long Zhan exclaimed, as if there was a thunder in his mind.

boom!

There was a thunderous earthquake, and Long Zhan suddenly woke up. He quickly closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, finally regaining his composure.

"I almost became a demon by stepping on a horse. It's all caused by this consciousness. No, it's not my consciousness. It's because I'm too greedy. With seven million years of Taoist inheritance, it's really tempting to step on a horse."

Seeing Long Zhan's eyes clear again, Shangguan Ruomeng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his hands, he realized that his forehead was already covered with sweat.

The original consciousness appears in the world and tempts the world. Many strong people have developed hysteria and show signs of being possessed by demons. This is a precursor to riots.

"No, they must be stopped. If even the Nine Realms Mountain Master does not hesitate to fight for the original consciousness, this place will definitely become a Shura purgatory."

Shangguan Ruomeng has always been resourceful and calm, which is why she has been able to go smoothly without any obstacles during her practice.

Cultivation focuses on the state of mind. No matter when, the state of mind is extremely important. Only a good state of mind can avoid going astray.

"Master Ling..." Shangguan Ruomeng walked towards Lingjian Tower.

The two people were not far away, but Ling Jianlou didn't hear Shangguan Ruomeng calling him. At this time, Ling Jianlou's eyes were already blood red, and he looked very scary.

Someone from the Ling family was calling him from behind, but Ling Jianlou seemed to be possessed and remained motionless.

"Master... Master... wake up..." Several Taoist warriors from the Ling family stepped forward one after another.

Shangguan Ruomeng was rushing over. At this moment, a master from the Ling family came behind Ling Jianlou, reached out and grabbed his arm, and was about to drag Ling Jianlou over.

Ling Jianlou turned half of his body due to the force. The master of the Ling family was none other than one of his sons, named Ling Qianhou.

"Master, father..." Ling Qianhou was about to speak.

Suddenly, a domineering sword energy surged from Ling Jianlou's body, forcing Ling Qianhou to stab him.

"Asshole, let me go, this knowledge is mine, no one can take it away."

"Pfft!"

Kuangba's sword intent instantly pierced the center of Ling Qianhou's eyebrows, and the sword energy struck straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, crushing Ling Qianhou's soul with just one sword strike.
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