Ling Lin's expression condensed, and in the name of "ancestor", he became the ancestral realm. Although it was the first time he heard about this realm, when the word "ancestral realm" came out, there was naturally an aura that overpowered the heaven and earth.
Come.
"Dongxu, yin and yang, broken, do you know the realm after this." The white-haired boy looked at the distant sky with long eyes.
"Disciple, I don't know." Ling Lin said respectfully, and then he bent down slightly, with a look of listening on his face.
"The Broken Realm is divided into three realms: Broken Yuan, Broken Sky, and Broken Dao. There are huge differences in each realm. It can be said that a monk truly enters the door of cultivation when he enters the Broken Realm. Whether it is Broken Void, or Broken Dao
Crossing the starry sky on foot requires at least a level of cultivation in the Broken Realm to be able to support all of this." The white-haired young man said.
"Broken Yuan, Broken Kong, Broken Dao." Ling Lin murmured to himself, with a trace of longing in his eyebrows. As the white-haired boy said, only monks who have reached the Broken Realm can be considered a powerful person.
Flying far away in the endless starry sky, that is the true freedom. Ling Lin knew that the broken void mentioned by the white-haired boy was not the breaking of a space that a monk in the cave void realm could do. The breaking here was the breaking of a cultivator
Planetary bondage.
"Although the monks in the Broken Realm are said to be able to travel across the stars without being bound, there are still all kinds of evil spirits in the world that can kill them. Once the monks in the Broken Realm die, their souls will not be able to find a place to carry them for a long time*
The body will slowly weaken until it finally falls completely." The white-haired boy said calmly, and suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "Only by realizing immortality and mastering the way of eternity can we achieve the true meaning of immortality.
The realm of immortality. Whether the body falls or the soul is broken, as long as there is a trace of thought, you can recover instantly. Once you reach the realm of immortality, even powerful beings in the same realm will find it difficult to wipe out others. Immortality
Realm, the realm of immortality.”
"Immortality." Ling Lin lowered his head and murmured to himself, his heart shaking wildly. Suddenly, his mind moved, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Master must be the existence in the realm of immortality."
"Yes." He nodded slightly, and the white-haired young man looked a little sad, "Immortal realm, immortality, but how many monks can break through to the immortal realm. How many talented people can be stopped with just one kick?
Outside the door."
"Congratulations, Master, for breaking through to the Immortal Realm. This is really a great blessing for our Qingmu Sect. No wonder He Xudao lowers his posture so low. After reaching the Immortal Realm, it is completely different from the Shattered Realm. Even if He Xudao comes in person
, Master can suppress it with just one hand." Li Xuan sighed, with a look of surprise on his face. A sect with immortal monks is the truly eternal sect in the endless starry sky.
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"He Xudao is actually a monk in the Broken Realm." Ling Lin was secretly shocked. He Xudao's power after controlling He Chuan's body seemed to be still in front of him. Even his senior brother Li Xuan was far less powerful than him.
Possessed. Such powerful beings turned out to be just monks in the Broken Realm. In an instant, Ling Lin had an idea of the huge gap between the three realms of the Broken Realm.
As if he knew the doubts in Ling Lin's heart, the white-haired boy glanced at Ling Lin and continued, "Your senior brother Li Xuan is in the Broken Yuan Realm, and He Xudao is at the pinnacle of the Broken Dao Realm. He only needs one step to enter."
Immortal Realm. But this last step has stuck him for countless years. A guy like him who is almost invincible in the Broken Realm, even if a thought comes and dominates the body of his good-for-nothing son, the power he exerts
It can be compared to some monks who have just entered the Broken Sky Realm."
"Haha, He Xudao has been fighting with the master for countless years. This time, the master has broken through the realm of immortality and has left He Xudao far behind." Li Xuan said with a cheerful smile. He had already worshiped the white-haired man in his early years.
As a young disciple, he naturally knew some of the grievances between his master and He Xudao.
"He Su Dao." The white-haired boy looked deeply, and then slowly shook his head, "After some time, He Su Dao should be able to break through to the realm of immortality."
"How could it be? He Xu Dao has been stuck at the peak of Broken Dao Realm for countless years, so how could he suddenly break through?" Li Xuan asked in confusion. Suddenly, his body shook, and his face showed an incredulous look, "It's master..."
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"In the current catastrophe, the Immortal Realm may not be truly immortal. Why should Taoism know what to do?" The white-haired boy said calmly. Then a trace of yearning appeared on his calm face, "Although the Immortal Realm
It is said to be immortal, but there is still a risk of death. If you can reach the ancestral state, then you will be truly free and free, superior to all things in the world."
"The ancestral realm."
Ling Lin was shocked. Currently, he is only in the Cave Void Realm, and is still a long way from the Shattered Realm, let alone the legendary Ancestral Realm. All this is far from the current Ling Lin.
It seems too illusory and ethereal.
"Buzzing..."
Within Ling Lin's body, the Purple Blood Sword suddenly trembled. At the same time, Zi Lin's voice also echoed through Ling Lin's mind.
"This is a realm that doesn't exist at all!" Unlike before, Zi Lin's voice sounded extremely sharp and hysterical at this time.
"Zilin, what did you say?" Zilin's sharp words suddenly resounded in Ling Lin's mind, making Ling Lin's mind tremble. Faintly, he seemed to feel a strange aura.
"Brother." At this time, Zi Lin's low voice sounded, and there seemed to be some confusion in the voice, "What did I say before?"
"Didn't you just say that the ancestral realm is a realm that doesn't exist at all?" Ling Lin was stunned, and then asked quickly.
"Ancestral Realm?" Zi Lin seemed a little confused, "What is Ancestral Realm?"
"This..." Ling Lin was startled. At this time, Zi Lin seemed to have no idea what he said before. Carefully recalling Zi Lin's sharp words before, Ling Lin's heart suddenly moved. "Maybe that sentence before
Those words were not spoken by Zi Lin at all!"
The origin of the Purple Blood Sword is mysterious, and Zi Lin was inadvertently born because of his own appearance. Has the previous sword spirit of the Purple Blood Sword really fallen? Ling Lin's mind was spinning rapidly, and he vaguely guessed, "Ancestor
The two words "realm" must have a lot to do with the first owner of the Purple Blood Sword.
Everything happened in Ling Lin's mind very quickly, and although Ling Lin was shocked before, his face still remained calm. This made Li Xuan, and even the white-haired boy, not aware that anything was wrong with Ling Lin.
"Master, are there really monks from the ancestral realm in heaven and earth?" Although he has been following his master for a long time, this is the first time Li Xuan has heard of this legendary ancestral realm. His face was filled with tears.
With a look of awe, Li Xuan asked the white-haired boy respectfully.
The higher your cultivation level, the more difficult it becomes to break through. Only when you have really tried it can you know how difficult it is. Even a person as talented as Li Xuan has been trapped in the Broken Yuan Realm for hundreds of years.
.Not to mention the Immortal Realm, even the Broken Dao Realm does not know how many years it will take to reach it, and it may even be hopeless in this life. Not to mention the legendary Ancestral Realm, Li Xuan even feels that there is no such thing in this world.
There may be an ancestral realm.
"There are some in the ancestral realm." The white-haired boy frowned slightly, and there was a slight ripple under his calm eyes.
"Master, have you ever seen this Ancestral Realm monk?" Ling Lin suddenly said. As soon as he finished speaking, the body of the white-haired young man suddenly shook invisibly.
"Everyone you see is dead." After a long silence, the white-haired boy said in a low voice, "If you want to repair this remnant soul, you can only achieve it by reaching the ancestral realm." After a pause, the white-haired boy continued.
Said: "The way to the Ancestral Realm is too ethereal and illusory. Even some old guys who have been stationed in the Immortal Realm for nearly eternity have no hope of reaching the Ancestral Realm. But there is a kind of person who is known as the most powerful person in this world.
There are monks who hope to reach the ancestral realm..."
The white-haired boy's words suddenly stopped, and then he looked at Ling Lin with burning eyes and said word by word: "The divine way can lead to the ancestral realm!"
"What is the Shinto?" Ling Lin asked puzzledly, even Li Xuan looked puzzled. He was shocked to find that even though he is a monk in the Broken Realm today, even though he has followed his master for so many years,
Some of the things the master said today were completely unknown to him before.
"Little junior brother."
Glancing at Ling Lin, Li Xuan felt that he was very wrong. This junior brother whom his master had only recently accepted was definitely much more mysterious than he had imagined.
"Use your Yuan Power." The white-haired boy looked at Ling Lin and said.
Almost without hesitation, the energy in Ling Lin's body shook slightly, and a gray-white energy as big as a fist suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Due to the different exercises practiced by monks, the Yuan Power they condense is naturally of different colors. Usually, the more powerful and profound the exercises are, the more powerful the Yuan Power they condense is. There are also three, six or nine levels of Yuan Power, and there is a gap between them.
Very large and powerful Yuan Power can instantly defeat the weaker ones even under the same amount. But above all the Yuan Power, there is a more powerful force." The white-haired boy looked at the fist-like force in Ling Lin's palm.
The large and small gray Yuanli said, "That is divine power!"
"Divine power." Ling Lin was shocked, "Shinto, divine power... Could it be that his own Yuan Power is divine power."
As if he knew what Ling Lin was thinking, the white-haired boy continued, "This is divine power." While speaking, the white-haired boy flicked his fingers, and a small stream of Yuan Power instantly moved towards the gray-white Yuan Power in Ling Lin's palm.
"Chi chi chi..."
The tiny trace of Yuan Power that flew out of the white-haired boy's hand instantly touched the Yuan Power in Ling Lin's palm, and then slowly dissipated. However, the gray Yuan Power in Ling Lin's palm was stronger than before.
It expanded a circle, and the aura became a little stronger.
"hiss……"
Looking at this weird scene, Li Xuan took a breath. Even Ling Lin was extremely shocked. Although he knew that his swallowing power could swallow all kinds of energy, this was after all the supreme being in the immortal realm.
A trace of his vitality was actually swallowed up by himself at this time. Compared to Ling Lin, Li Xuan was even more shaken, and looked at Ling Lin with an even more unbelievable look.