Besides the ten ancestors, there is another Dao Ancestor whose existence is so weak that even the Time Ancestor cannot compare to him. Just because he is the Dao of Memory and can be called a god or ancestor?
"impossible!"
But it only took a moment before Junren rejected this idea.
That's ridiculous.
Not to mention the power of the ancestor gods, which can span a lifetime.
If the man in front of you is really the Taoist ancestor, why would he shrink to the realm of the First Emperor and share resources equally with the other major holy emperor families?
Just looking at the various behaviors of the little boy on the turtle's back from beginning to end, he cannot be called an "ancestor".
It made everyone laugh, and did not hide the sarcasm in his words, which had the intention of seeking death:
"How can the ancestors learn the methods of other families?"
"If you don't see that Sui Yin has just revived and has been repeatedly defeated by my master, you still regard him as an ant, riding a high horse on the road of magic."
"You? Daozu?"
Jinren said, pushing his body upward.
The old turtle gave a low cry and actually moved his claws away.
Jinren hurriedly took the opportunity to run out, straightened his clothes and got up in a panic, looked up and down at this "Ajie", and smiled again:
"What kind of master are you?"
"You are actually so weak that you need to observe one and a half of my moves so that you can figure out how to deal with me?"
He paused, put his hands on his hips, and shouted boldly: "So the master of the weak way?!"
The little boy on the turtle's back was not angry. He held his chin with his hand and stared meaningfully at this incarnation of Xu Xiaoshou:
"The art of evil spirits prohibits you from forgetting."
"My plan is to ban you from incarnation."
"He can be the ancestral god, but I can't be the ancestral god?"
It is extremely uncomfortable for most people to be unable to survive or die.
But as long as this "Taoist" still has the desire to chat, he will have a chance to live or die. He laughed loudly:
"Okay, Dao Ancestor, I will respectfully call you Dao Ancestor for the time being."
"But it's not that I want to disparage anything, I just have to tell the truth... Just your tricks of pretending to be mysterious and sneaky, let alone being a hair in the dark."
"Hua Weiyang! You know, you can't even compare to the half-ancestor!"
Human beings are born with seven emotions and six desires, and there is no way for them to be avoided by the Tao and the universe.
When the Taoist Taoist was hit by a finger, his delicate body trembled. Can this "Taoist" really be spared?
I have no choice but to think about using bold words to see if I can stir up the emotions of the "Tao Ancestor".
He was disappointed.
The little boy on the turtle's back seemed to have become so cultivated that he was no longer interested in his trash talk. He narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Show me."
He obviously didn't want to talk anymore, he just wanted to see Xu Xiaoshou's ability.
If you say you don’t want to talk, why don’t you?
Just show it if you say show it?
Jin Ren is not a good-tempered person. He can't live or die, and he can only feel "pain" - does he still feel less pain?
At that moment, he spoke wantonly and spat:
"Taozu, don't pretend to be so, you will just do that if you are exhausted."
"The reason why the evil spirit forbids me from forgetting is because he has just recovered and is in a bad state. He uses only one ten thousandth of his power."
"What about you?"
Jun Ren spoke with scorn on his lips and a sneer in his eyes: "You have wasted the strength of nine cows and two tigers, but you trapped me in the realm of Emperor Qianshi. I dare not kill, dare not let go, what are you trying to do? Are you my enemy?"
These words are really touching.
It was clear that a spear had penetrated directly into the heart of "Dao Ancestor", causing his eyelids to twitch.
"Excite me?"
"I'm not being aggressive, Daozu. I'm just stating a fact. Apart from abusing me and creating a foreign enemy for Qian Shi, what other benefits can you get from such behavior?"
The old turtle raised his eyelids out of boredom and glanced at this noisy human being, as if he was annoyed that he hadn't finished talking yet.
The little boy on the turtle's back pursed his lips, said no more, and waved his little hand downwards.
"brush!"
Starlight shines all over.
Before Jinren had time to respond to what this was, complex and complex memories appeared in his mind.
He suddenly had a splitting headache and screamed and wailed.
A short life is suddenly implanted into the vicissitudes of thousands of years, just like a narrow bottle being violently inserted into the pestle that holds the sky.
"ah--"
Jinren's eyes were scarlet and his head was about to explode.
The vague and complicated memories were sketched into pictures one after another.
There was him as an ordinary person who was in despair as he watched his parents in the countryside being slaughtered by wild beasts for food; there was him as a rich girl who was helpless and bullied by bandits and thieves; there was him as an eighty-year-old man who was raped by more than a dozen children...
"Grass!"
All kinds of depression come one after another.
Misery comes one after another.
In just one moment, everyone has gone through all kinds of life and can no longer hold back his dirty words.
If an ordinary person encounters such a complex memory conflict, he may be afraid that his sanity will be completely destroyed in an instant and turn into dementia.
However, the Dao Pan is super Daoist.
However, I don’t know whether it was intentional or a coincidence, but the degree of memory conflict is just the limit of what one can endure.
"I'll kill you!"
Jinren stood up violently, eyes wide open with anger, unable to withstand such damage anymore, he transformed into an extreme giant for the second time.
He raised his fist, punched hard in the air, and was about to knock it down.
But "Perception" also saw the calm little boy on the back of the turtle at the same time, but he didn't move.
This time, everyone could see it more clearly.
He could clearly see that behind the turtle boy, there seemed to be an illusory starry sky behind him, with a few dim and sparse stars lighting up in the starry sky.
Every action, every reaction...
The pictures are all projected and burned into the stars; the Taoist rhymes are all imitated and loaded into the memory.
Behind the starry sky, there are a few stars that are already shining brightly.
The images being projected inside are clearly his every word, deed, and move since he entered the Qianshi period.
And more than that, the stars are changing rapidly, and the future is deduced based on the past. Thousands of changes can occur in an instant, simulating countless development possibilities.
"Record me?"
The ultimate giant stood in mid-air, appearing to be petrified.
It feels as if someone has been fed a handful of mosquitoes, feeling uncomfortable and with mixed emotions.
At this moment, he actually didn't know whether he should activate the deprivation of his mind, whether he should use the blade of Yui Guo, whether he should land the blow of this extreme giant...
"ah!"
he roared.
He closed his fist in mid-air, wanting to throw out the immeasurable silence, but he stopped it again.
In the end, it can only ignite the ordinary power in the sea of self, trying to complete a self-destruction with no lethality.
"I told you, you can't die."
The little boy on the turtle's back felt really sorry to see him so entangled, and with a wave of his hand, starlight came out again.
In an instant, all thoughts of self-destruction are over.
His mind was forced into the extravagant life of emperors and nobles, the graceful love of beautiful women in brothels, and the lamentations of soldiers on the bitter cold border...
"Church!"
Everyone is really going to collapse.
Where is the Taoist ancestor? This is the evil ancestor, the disgusting ancestor!
I have been following me for so long - he came late, I have already gained momentum, and I have never been tortured like this.
"Dao Qian Shi!"
Juren's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted in pain: "Either kill me, or imprison me for the rest of my life. It's best not to let me catch the chance, otherwise today..."
brush!
Starlight swept across again.
Jinren groaned and his eyeballs were so painful that they were about to pop out.
The little boy on the turtle's back smiled, holding his chin with one hand and clasping his lips and teeth:
"You hate me?"
"Your experience is as shallow as a thin piece of paper. Your spiritual progress is rapid, but your foundation is unstable. What you lack most is the experience of all aspects of life."
He looked at the giant twitching in mid-air, and seeing that he had no intention of being favored, he could only sigh:
"Do you know how much contribution Rao Yaoyao has made to cultivate the world of mortals, in exchange for a resource incline in the clan?"
"Now I personally take action to help you gain experience and understanding in life. Although it is a bit of a trick, but in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are used, but you hate me? That's all."
He lowered his head, patted the old turtle on the back, and let out a long sigh: "You are in pain right now, but in the future you will be grateful. And if you have to bear this infamy, your hatred, although not what I want, can be accepted."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and grinned. The sun was shining brightly, and the stars were scattered casually.
Jin Ren: "Ah!!!"
…
"Where is this?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked around and saw that the surroundings were no longer a world of ghosts and Buddhas, but lush mountains and forests.
He is dressed in white and holds a sword.
His body seemed to be a little out of control, and he bowed to the depths of the forest for no apparent reason, and with tears streaming down his face, he said emotionally:
"I have been gone for so many years, and I don't know when I will return. Master, Xiao Tu has no way of repaying him for his kindness."
He turned around resolutely and looked to the west:
"I will go all the way west, killing in all directions with the sword in my hand, until I find the desert, find the sea of flowers, and find the new way of ancient swordsmanship."
"Master, take care!"
After saying that, he strode down the mountain.
Xu Xiaoshou was confused. What is this? Why did I suddenly end up here? Illusion?
He felt that this "life?", "memory?", or something was somewhat familiar.
He tried his best to move his gaze downwards, trying to catch a glimpse of the sword in his hand to confirm something.
To no avail.
Until he reached the bottom of the mountain uncontrollably, he stopped, took a deep breath, took out his sword, looked at it and said:
"Taicheng, the road is long and difficult, are you ready?"
…
Taicheng sword?
Xiao Tu? You Tu?
Am I not in the world of ghosts and Buddhas? Why did I become a Yutu? Where did this come from...
memory?
Is this the scene from Jinren’s side?
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't figure out what was going on now, and he was somehow pulled into the "illusion" here.
He continued on his journey westward, blocking gods and killing gods along the way, and Buddhas blocking gods and Buddhas. He used a Taicheng sword to kill through the world.
But suddenly the picture shook, and the scene in front of me changed again. Everything was filled with cold sea water, but I didn't feel suffocated, on the contrary, I felt extremely comfortable.
"Underwater world?"
The huge palace made of crystal is just below. There are icebergs, corals, and all kinds of rare and exotic animals in the underwater world.
But the most eye-catching thing is not the illusion around him, but the equally huge ice crystal phoenix opposite.
It has long wings and blue feathers, a magnificent tail, the halo of ice beads under its beak is as bright as day, it is cold in all directions, and its claws are filled with ice flames. It has been frozen for three days!
"Phoenix?"
Xu Xiaoshou still had his own will, but when he saw this creature he had never seen before, he was shocked beyond measure.
He has seen dragons, but never phoenixes.
I came to this underwater world inexplicably and saw such ancient creatures?
"I! Born to be nourished by the earth, loved by nature, destined to be on the land, it is called a saint, and if it is destined to be in the deep sea, it is called a dragon."
These words were not spoken by Bingfeng opposite me, but came from myself.
Accompanied by this strange but understandable foreign language, Xu Xiaoshou glanced around and could see his own green dragon tail slowly twisting and moving.
dragon?
Am I a dragon?
His thinking was of no use, his body was still moving uncontrollably, and he did not stop speaking with chilling words:
"Bingfeng, you lead the Yue clan and want to block my path to becoming our ancestor?"
The war is about to break out.
The battle ended with difficulty.
The ice phoenix was bleeding, and Xu Xiaoshou lost all his strength and even vomited out the dragon beads before defeating this beast.
He experienced pure dragon power, which was a bit like the power of the Dragon Ancestor, but in terms of quality, it was far from enough.
He is still thinking about a question:
who I am?
Who am I playing now? It can’t really be the young Dragon Ancestor, right?
Kill kill kill!
Fight your way through the underwater world!
When countless thousands of years passed, all the tribes under the sea were integrated and their troops arrived on the mainland.
Xu Xiaoshou has fully assumed the role, taking the lead as a dragon, breaking through the water, turning into a human form, holding the sea-controlling halberd, and roaring loudly:
"Slay the gods and seize the way, destiny is mine!"
Behind him are a group of sea tribesmen, looking into the endless horizon.
Screams full of murderous intent pierced the sky, and the person shouting was the only leader who led the Hai Clan to the mainland:
"dragon!"
"dragon!"
"dragon!"
…
"You're telling me that this spiritual refining path can only be cultivated by the children of your spiritual palace, sect, and family, while those of us who come from wilder families are all bastards?"
He stepped down in response.
The head on the sole of the foot was blown to pieces.
Xu Xiaoshou followed his gaze, raised his head, and looked around, shocked.
The mountain was covered in blood, and corpses were floating for dozens of miles.
But the entire mountain is still full of people.
Although they are all very short, most of them are only in the Xiantian Yuanting, living in Wujie. There are also dozens of top masters in the upper spirit realm in the sky!
What is the spiritual realm...?
The three innate realms are Yuanting, Juwu, and Shangling.
If you are spiritually superior to the innate being, you are the king; if you are spiritually superior to the extreme, you are the legendary half-step master!
"This is too powerful. I have just experienced half of Long Zu's life..." Xu Xiaoshou quickly looked inside the Qi Sea.
Darling, I am actually just a ten-level spirit refiner.
He looked at the countless innate masters in front of him, his heart secretly filled with fear:
"The Dragon Ancestor has the arrogance of the Dragon Ancestor, and has his way to become the ancestor."
"Now, it's only the day after tomorrow. How can I be so virtuous as to provoke the siege of these innate masters all over the mountains and plains? What kind of ruthless person did I fall for this time?"
It's like a dream, it feels like you've arrived in Lilliput.
The people standing on the edge of the mountain range were extremely childish, and they were not even as high as the chest of the host this time.
Without giving him any time to think, the people around him howled and shouted for death and besieged him again, using all kinds of magical skills to fly over.
"Using the large to bully the small, relying on the strong to bully the weak, Zhao Tianling, the so-called Taixu Zhao family, only has this ability."
"Xu Xiaoshou" laughed heartily.
He held a hammer in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. He faced dozens of people and dozens of rays of spiritual power, and rushed forward without any fear.
Extremely fast.
After getting close, hit one by one.
Each person hammers one person, drinks a sip, drinks all the wine, thirsts for blood and eats meat.
But after all, manpower is sometimes scarce. Even if one acquires an innate body through spiritual refining, it cannot withstand the battle of such innate masters.
When the body is covered with bruises and the sea of energy is empty, only the will is left to hold on to the last breath.
The people in front of him were all in the same row as before, and they couldn't be killed at all.
Zhao Tianling, a spiritual master, attacks from high altitude with a gun... My life is at risk!
At the moment of life and death, Xu Xiaoshou felt as if his mind was being shocked by an electric shock, and he realized something.
The sea of qi rose, so he put down the hammer wine, crossed his legs and closed his eyes. He actually ignored the attack of the spiritual master, and the Taoist charm around his body surged crazily.
Such a moment, a moment is eternity.
When the tiger's eyes woke up again, the bones all over his body crackled and thunder surged around him. Xu Xiaoshou shouted:
"Ten realms are not the extreme realm, combined realm thunder spirit refining! Open!"
With a bang, the sea of qi collapsed, and Yun raised a ferocious thunder spirit.
This is actually not a breakthrough in the realm of innateness, but a step out of the eleventh realm of spirit refining, and the appearance of the future, forcibly grabbing the power of innate attributes.
thunder……
Eleven realms...
Breaking through in battle, closing eyes and crossing one's knees...
Xu Xiaoshou vaguely understood that with such talent, who should be possessed this time.
For the first time, he felt empathy for a "genius"... no, he should be called a real "peerless evildoer"!
But when I broke through the eleventh level of spirit refining and transformed into a thunder spirit, I seemed to have an immortal guiding me in my mind.
It's obvious that he has never practiced any innate spiritual skills.
In an instant, he himself realized how to use the ten thunder gates - not using spiritual skills, but using Tao.
"God's punishment!"
He pointed his finger in the air and shouted loudly.
Blue thunder fell from the sky, and Zhao Tianling, who came from the upper spirit realm with a gun, was blasted into charcoal and was actually killed by the power of the great avenue!
Xu Xiaoshou felt that...oh no, the Three Views...oh no, the Spirit Refining View was also broken into pieces.
The master touches the Tao, and the throne realizes the Tao.
Taixu gathered Tao in his life, transforming ordinary people into saints.
This person, who has cultivated the eleven realms in the day after tomorrow, has already attained enlightenment before entering the innate world?
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
After Zhao Tianling died, a virtual image emerged after his death. It was a gray-haired old man whose eyes were about to split.
He formed a seal in his hand, the blood and light gathered, and hit the murderer "Xu Xiaoshou" directly.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the person he was inhabiting this time was much tougher than the "dragon". He was fighting not just by one level, but by several levels.
He actually refused to avoid it, and laughed wildly at the Taixu image:
"Why trace the bloodline?"
"I, Cao Yihan, will not change my name or surname when I sit down in the Han Dynasty. If you have the ability, come and kill me. Will you die or I will live?"
Three years passed by in a flash.
Xu Xiaoshou followed Cao Yihan, fighting from the mountains to the depths of the mist, from strange beasts to the deep sea.
Either he is fleeing, or he is on his way to escape - indeed, there is a price to pay for pretending to be fat.
But the encounters along the way are surprising.
Xu Xiaoshou had never seen or heard of such an outrageous practice method.
Cao Yihan actually cultivated from the 11th level of spiritual refining the day after tomorrow to the 13th level. When he broke through again, he transcended the innate and became a master.
He attained enlightenment under the sea with his master, watched thunder in the storm, remained silent for another year and a half, and then went straight to the throne.
Once the throne is completed, fight back to the central realm.
As soon as the thunder path was revealed, Taixu was destroyed and the Zhao family was destroyed.
This went on for several more years, and the power of the secrets had been cultivated as early as when I first entered the throne, but no secret formation diagram appeared.
Everything merges into the innate thunder spirit.
That Lei Ling was subsequently renamed Shenxiao Leader by him.
Kuilei Hanxiu's thoughts, from the spiritual thoughts at the beginning, to the obsession, to the spiritual thoughts, can be traced - it is not a sudden enlightenment while sitting cross-legged, but a accumulation of experience.
When he finally stood on the ten-seat peak stage with the posture of a king, the first time he met was a rare life-size bald man...
"Hey! With this body, you also need to exercise?"
"Guwu."
"Oh? Gu Wu? It sounds good! A serious way?"
"..."
"It turns out he's a mute, so let's show off. I'm going to beat you upright!"