Eight hundred and eighty-first chapters differences of Taoism
At the moment when these golden threads were broken, far away in the White Hall of the Great Wonderful Lotus Sect in Gonghuatian on the 33rd day of the Chaotic Continent, the body of a bald monk sitting cross-legged on a white jade lotus seat suddenly swelled.
This bald monk was originally short in stature, at most the size of an eight or nine-year-old child. But now he made a faint sound like a sigh, and his whole body continued to swell. With a sneer, the white cassock on his body was also swollen.
The body is broken.
Within a few breaths, his body had doubled in size compared to that of an ordinary strong man. His swollen flesh was filled with white fat. The originally huge white jade lotus seat was filled to the brim with white flesh.
, but the fat on his body is still swelling outwards.
When his face was squeezed out by the white fat, his whole body was like a ball of fresh white fish offal, wrapping the white jade lotus seat under him, and his whole body was already
His body completely stopped deforming when it became the size of a dozen people stacked together.
"Master!"
Outside the white hall, the unique aura of several spatial sects suddenly surged up, and several monks shrouded in Buddha light appeared directly from the void one by one on auspicious clouds.
"No problem!"
The bald monk made a sound to signal these powerful men who suddenly appeared outside the White Hall not to panic.
These powerful men said nothing, chanted and saluted one after another, and then retreated into the void again.
The monk who had turned into a pile of flesh on the white jade lotus seat raised his hands with great effort and rubbed his face. His face finally had the outline of his facial features.
Then he slowly shook his head, no more unnecessary movements, but circles of strange luster gradually appeared in his body.
He is the hermit mage with the highest level of cultivation in the Dharma Hua Sect. The restriction on Song Ai was placed by him at an astonishing cost. At this time, the restriction on Song Ai collapsed, and the backlash of the law caused the flesh and blood in his body to split.
It produced many terrible consequences, and many flesh and blood even suffered terrible mutations.
But at this time, while he was working hard to repair the damage to his physical body and Taoist base, he actually had a joy in his heart that was unknown to the other great masters of the Daimyo Hoka Sect.
Song Ai is naturally not an ordinary person.
To him or to the few figures in the Chaos Continent who are capable of commanding him, geniuses with high cultivation talents are just ordinary people.
He is not an ordinary person, that is to say, he has astonishing anomalies in some aspects, and even surpasses some of the original laws of the world of cultivation.
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All the classics in the world of cultivation contain the principle that the winner is king.
Even in the eyes of the vast majority of orthodox monks in the Immortal Sect now, the so-called orthodoxy is different, but the teammates they choose when fighting for territory are different.
The truth is often known only to a very small number of people, and those who write classics are often not those very few.
So the truth was naturally annihilated.
For thousands of years, both the orthodox monks of the Immortal Sect in the Monk Continent and the thirty-three-day monks in the Chaos Continent have actually been confused by the records in these classics.
Those monks who are truly in the highest positions in the world of cultivation know how to weigh things up, and almost always avoid making all-or-nothing decisions.
Few people know that what led to the most irreconcilable differences in the first place was not the uneven distribution of territory, but the fact that they had completely different views on the world itself.
Different views are what later generations call Taoism.
Some people suspect that this world is not real, and that there is another type of god that is superior to cultivators. They get clues from many ruins and conduct continuous arguments.
But the other side holds a completely different opinion.
They believe that existence is reality, and they feel that since the world of cultivation has existed peacefully for countless years and operates according to such laws, they cannot question and break it, otherwise it will be like man-made attempts to return to chaos and destroy the world.
The completely different views led to a war between orthodoxies.
The result of the war was that many unbeatable sects were wiped out together with some unlucky ones who didn't even know where to stand, and the survivors fled into the chaotic continent that was not conducive to spiritual practice.
But the funny thing is that the Taoist war caused by the initial disagreement lasted too long, and the number of sects involved without knowing why was far more than the supreme sects who fought because of the dispute at that time, so those who finally escaped into the Chaos Continent
Among the sects, there may be some sects that believe that existence is real, and there may also be sects that believe that this world is not real.
To this day, what this great master of the Great Myohua Sect can determine is that there are several big figures in the Chaos Continent who have always doubted the authenticity of this world, and they have been looking for various clues.
These big shots with higher cultivation levels than him have always suspected that every previous wave of chaos was secretly controlled by someone.
They even suspected that someone was deliberately promoting the war between the Chaos Continent and the Monk Continent in order to expose some aliens from such a war.
As for these big shots, although they cannot change this push, they have always wanted to find the mastermind behind it.
Song Ai was related to this matter.
But even he didn't know what was wrong with Song Ai.
Because those big shots thought he was not qualified enough.
He is already only one step away from the Holy Lord. Like the sect leader of the Black Sky Holy Land, if he were in the Monk Continent, he would probably have at least the title of Semi-Saint. What's more, he also has a unique secret method that can sacrifice his vitality.
Come and temporarily surpass the limits of your own cultivation.
But even so, he was considered not qualified enough.
Is it because he simply cannot stand at the level of doubting the nature of this world?
He doesn't know.
But those big shots were not completely unreasonable and completely ignored his efforts.
Those big shots at least told him that Song Ai was a bait.
Whether they are dead or alive, they may be able to find more important clues.
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"How to say?"
The hermit cultivator of the Great Wonderful Lotus Sect was still sighing, but in the Yi Lei Mountain, Wang Li smiled at Song Ai, whose body had completely recovered from corpse transformation and had just exhaled a breath from his chest.
Song Ai's physical body was full of vitality at this time, and the wonders of spiritual practice in the transformation between life and death were vividly demonstrated. However, when he heard these three words from Wang Li, he almost couldn't breathe and was frightened to death.
"How is that possible!"
He was so horrified that he almost breathed out and couldn't breathe in fresh air, and almost died.
His hair stood on end, piercing the sky like steel needles.
The cold spiritual energy fluctuations formed blade-shaped chips directly outside his body, and then these chips shattered to pieces on the ground.
"How is it possible?"
Wang Li looked at him with a smile and said: "Didn't you say before that you wanted us to capture you into Yi Lei Mountain on purpose, and then you wanted us to kneel down and beg for mercy? Do you still think so now?"
"I……"
All the maggots in the maggot pool had been crushed to pieces by the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy just now, but now Song Nai seemed to have more maggots crawling in and out of his body. In the next moment, his whole body
He seemed to have shrunk because he was sweating profusely all over his body.
"The Law of the Emperor!"
"That is the real imperial weapon!"
"Not to mention the Golden Core cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators, even the Heavenly Lord and even the Holy Lord who are above the gods may not be able to completely control the imperial laws of the imperial weapon!"
After all, he was not an idiot. The next moment, he kept shouting, "What kind of monster are you? How can you possibly interpret the laws of the emperor to suppress the..."
"Why, are you scared?" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Li with a smile.
Song Ai was extremely arrogant before, but now when he looked at Wang Li, he couldn't even say a word that said he wasn't afraid.
"Before, you used the secret technique to turn your body into a body and ignored the pain, but you can't do it now." Wang Li chuckled and said: "I guess the people in Yi Lei Mountain have been pissed off by your arrogance these days. What do they want to do next?
You should be able to try various methods.”
"Unless you are not afraid of death!" Song Ai cried out with a trembling tongue, "I might as well tell you the truth, there is a hermit ancestor of our Dharma Hua Sect, and he is only one step away from the saint's level of cultivation.
"
"Then he can cross it!" Wang Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I don't think he can cross it."
Song Ai looked at Wang Li's appearance and confirmed that Wang Li was really not afraid.
He opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
"Well, please tell me the origin of your identity. I'm really not afraid of the Dharma Flower Sect alone." Wang Li, however, was not in a hurry and looked like he was asking for advice seriously.
In addition to the Miaofahua Sect, there are many supreme sects who want to intervene to save you. Maybe you have made these clear. I feel afraid, but there is no room for maneuver."
"I..." Song Ai glanced at Wang Li, and he found that the word "death" seemed to be written on his forehead.
Now that death was imminent, he calmed down completely.
"I might as well tell you the truth."
He took a deep breath, looked at Wang Li, and said, "I am most likely the reincarnation of a big shot."