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The sound without any sense of the color sounded again, and Jiajun once again entered his subconscious.
"Greetings to Saint Xuantian!" Jiajun bowed deeply. Although the man shrouded in the white light in front of him completely ignored him, Jiajun was still very respectful. Saint Xuantian was his inheritance teacher.
"Xuantian breaks the realm and comes into being. You have officially opened the Xuantian inheritance! There are nine realms in the Xuantian inheritance, corresponding to nine levels of space light." The man said slowly, and the grand voice echoed directly in Jiajun's mind. Every word was deeply engraved into his memory. He would never forget it after hearing it.
"The way of Xuantian corresponds to the thirty-five Xuantians of the Divine Realm. In the first eight realms, each of which corresponds to the four great Xuantians. The ninth realm corresponds to the three great Xuantians at the highest level, "Three Pure Heavens".
"After the nine realms are completed, you can obtain the blessing of the thirty-five Xuantian. Then you only need to attack the high heaven and the thirty-sixth Xuantian ‘Da Luotian’ to ascend to the gods!" As he said this, the man in the white light sighed slowly, "It's a pity that this saint has not even achieved the blessing of the ninth realm ‘Three Pure Heaven’, let alone impact the last supreme heaven ‘Da Luotian’.”
"The first realm corresponds to Taihuang Huang Zengtian, Taiming Yu Wantian, Qingming He Tongtian, Xuanfei Pingyutian. After each level of Xuantian blessing, the light of space will undergo a qualitative change!"
The voice of the Saint Xuantian was neither anxious nor slow, and Jiajun listened to his explanation with all his concentration. It was not until he finished listening that he had a complete understanding of the Tao of Xuantian.
According to the inheritance, there are thirty-six planes in the divine realm above the immortal realm, collectively known as thirty-six days.
After practicing the Mysterious Heaven Way, the light of space can penetrate the constraints of the planes and directly seek blessings from each plane in the divine realm. After each level of blessing, the power of the light of space will undergo a qualitative change. These thirty-six planes are not equal, and there are also differences in height. The light of space at the first level can at most receive blessings from the lowest four planes.
Generally speaking, the spirit gathering realm can only master the light of the first level of space, the spirit refining realm can master the third level, the false holy realm can master the sixth level, and the immortal realm can reach the eighth level. Only by reaching the holy realm can you practice the highest level of space and the ninth level of space.
According to the introduction of Saint Xuantian, even if the Light of Space has reached the ninth level, it does not mean that you will definitely receive the blessing of the Thirty-Five Xuantians.
Each level of Xuantian blessing is a test of the practitioner's heart, will and even luck. Even if he reaches the ninth level of cultivation, it is possible that even the first level of Xuantian is not blessed successfully. If so, the practitioner can only master the most ordinary space light. The blessing of each level of heaven will cause a qualitative change in the light of space.
After Jiajun woke up, his heart was turbulent. He carefully recalled everything just now. The Xuantian inheritance was far beyond his imagination. This was actually a inheritance technique that could be cultivated into the divine realm in one fell swoop! The technique also comes with a lot of techniques for using space light. Most importantly, the Saint Xuantian also left his first thirty-two Xuantians' impact experience, which is undoubtedly of great benefit to Jiajun's cultivation!
But he was not too proud. After all, with such a high level as the Saint Xuantian, he ended up with a dead end. Opportunity is important, but the path to cultivation still depends on himself.
"I have mastered the first level of space light and can impact the blessing of the first four levels of Xuantian. Since that's the case, I will first attack the first level of Xuantian!" He closed his eyes and began to practice according to the experience left by the Saint Xuantian.
The Taihuang Huang Zengtian is the lowest level of the thirty-six Xuantians in the divine world. What Jiajun has to do now is to seek the blessing of this Xuantian and evolve his own space light.
When Jiajun started his meditation, the grayish-white light in his body suddenly churned. He seemed to have entered a state of half-dream and half awake. His consciousness left his body and began to rise infinitely. He passed through the clouds, through the starry sky, and began to fly quickly throughout the universe.
At this moment, he could no longer feel any sorrow, joy, and sorrow, and the thoughts in his mind were infinitely amplified and diluted, and in the end they were diluted without a trace. He seemed to have lost all his emotions and just drifted aimlessly in the vast universe.
At this time, Jiajun seemed to have reached the realm of great emptiness without desires, but deep down in his heart, he always knew something. He knew what he was looking for and what it was, and he couldn't say. He only knew that if he wanted to continue looking like this, it seemed to have little hope and incredible, but he had to persevere, even if he would be lost in this boundless universe, he would be willing to do so.
"What's going on?" The monster bat in the cave was shocked by the scene in front of him. It saw the gray light coming out of the box wildly, and the entire bottom of the cave was illuminated. "The light of space! This time the light energy is much stronger! Did this kid break through?"
On a remote island country on the Holy Spirit Continent.
Is it Jiajun? He is attacking the Divine Realm?
Jiaming was busy in a room. He suddenly stopped the work in his hand and stood there in a daze with a look of surprise.
No, no... It turns out that I was just seeking blessings from the divine realm...
"Boss? What's wrong with you?" There was a person sitting next to Jiaming, covered in blood, but there was no wound on his body. "Are you okay? If it's over, I'll take a step first, Lei is still waiting for me."
"It's over, you go, damn." Jiaming instantly returned to normal and said expressionlessly.
Dear brother, where are you now and what chance have you encountered? The surprise you gave me is really great! If I hadn’t planted a divine mark on you, I wouldn’t have believed it!
After Sha left, Jiaming smiled meaningfully.
But if you are like a headless fly, how can you get the blessing of the God Realm? I will point you in a direction...
...
Jiajun was flying aimlessly like this. I don’t know how long it took, but a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart. The feeling seemed to tell him that it was wrong to search like this!
How can I find the God Realm in this universe? Yes, the God Realm is not here, but as long as I can break through the constraints of tearing the universe, the God Realm is everywhere! Why do I still have to search? Thinking of this, he stopped, his thoughts stayed in an unknown starry sky, and began to carefully comprehend this accidental experience.
A slice of orange.
During meditation, he found that the gray-white light of space began to wrap around his mental power and gradually eroded the surrounding universe. Soon, a void wall seemed to melt away, and his consciousness suddenly fell into an orange light. This light began to slowly immerse himself in his body like a drizzle. Soon, his gray-white light gradually became orange.
...
On the first floor of the Demon World, outside a small exquisite loft, an inconspicuous old man slowly stepped out of the door and looked up at the sky.
"For many years, the spatial fluctuations in the divine realm have come again. What does this indicate?" After a long silence, the old man said to himself.