Chapter 682: The Bank of Jishui, the Beginning of Void
Ever since the Immortal Emperor fed back the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and reborn the human world, there have been countless sources of heaven and earth essences surging forward, almost making people think that they have returned to the legendary myths and ancient times.
It is a pity that, corresponding to the increasingly prosperous monastic environment in the human world, there are very few births of supreme beings.
Logically speaking, today's Heavenly Mind allows up to four enlightened people to coexist in one lifetime, which should allow many talented and talented people to make up for their regrets.
But the fact is that since the Western Emperor became enlightened, during the long period of more than 20,000 years, there was only one Holy Emperor in the universe, and no one else.
Fortunately, the Holy Emperor was also truly amazing. He broke the curse that prevented his immortal golden body from attaining enlightenment, created miracles, and also made this life extremely brilliant.
And when the traces of the Western Emperor's Dao were gone, all the heavens and realms, all the ancient source stars and places of life, not only the prodigies and goddesses in this world were all excited, but also the many powerful quasi-emperors who had proclaimed themselves in ancient times.
There are also some people who are born, who want to compete for the supreme heavenly heart.
Throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the practice of Taoism prevailed, ushering in the beginning of a golden age.
It's a pity that more than two thousand years have passed, so-called emperor stars have risen one after another, and heroes have competed with each other, but in the end they have not bloomed with the most dazzling brilliance to overwhelm the world.
On the Only Ancient Road, we have already welcomed batch after batch of talented geniuses, and among them there are many who have traveled the Only Ancient Road, passed the test, and reached the Heavenly Palace on the other side.
Even though the signs that a new emperor is about to be born are becoming more and more obvious, there are still no monks in this world who have attained enlightenment, as if they are still waiting for the real protagonist of this life to appear and break the eternal silence.
Deep in the universe, ancient stars.
This is a long-standing and ancient source of life star that has left behind too many myths and legends.
If there are beings above saints looking out in the starry sky, they can easily sense that the entire ancient star has a myriad of atmospheres, and there are also mysterious and inexplicable laws and Taoist rhymes. It has obviously been imprinted with the traces of more than one supreme being.
However, in such a huge ancient star, although there are many places where the essence of heaven and earth gather and serve as holy land for practice, there are also places that are relatively barren and even have "harsh" environments.
Many powerful clans, major ancient religions, spiritual sects, etc. naturally occupy the most prosperous places in the ancient star. However, in those areas where the origin of heaven and earth is relatively poor, there are only some small sects and secular dynasties.
In the battle of great ways, the virtuous will prevail, and this has been the case from ancient times to the present.
"Wow!"
The river flows endlessly. To ordinary people, this is nothing less than a gift from God and is the foundation for their survival.
This is an ordinary village. The villagers live along the river and make a living by fishing and farming. They occasionally ferry passengers to see off guests. Although they are not wealthy, they live a relatively comfortable life.
Most of the nearly 100 households in the village have the surname Ji, and the big river in front of their house is naturally called Jishui by them.
The young Ji Vukong was born in such a peaceful and peaceful village.
Although the boy's appearance is ordinary and unremarkable, it gives people a sense of returning to nature, making people want to get close to him.
As a child of an ordinary family, Ji Xukong has followed his father and uncles on fishing boats since he was young, and he has developed amazing and exquisite fishing skills.
In addition, Ji Xukong has a simple and honest personality, so he is quite popular among the elders of the villagers.
And if a monk with a higher realm comes here and uses a little induction, he can easily find out that this young man has magic hidden in his body and shines brightly on the immortal platform. He is a cultivation wizard who is rarely seen in thousands of years.
Even among the famous ancient sects, there are "fairy seedlings" that everyone is fighting for.
It is unimaginable that such a beautiful jade would be born in a small fishing village where no one in the family has the spiritual roots to practice.
In fact, although such situations are rare, they have not never happened in the past.
Life has always been the greatest miracle in the world.
Tracing back to the source, weren’t the powerful and powerful sects who are so powerful today originally born out of all living beings?
The young man in front of me is such a bright pearl, but it has been covered in dust, and now he has almost wasted his best years of cultivation.
Of course, if he were to be discovered by a great religion and accepted as a disciple, he might not be able to achieve great success in the future.
It's a pity that the secular dynasty that Jishui belongs to is located in a corner, and those located here are naturally some extremely weak and down-and-out sects.
It can be seen with the naked eye that if there were no accidents, the young man would have lived an ordinary and peaceful life like this.
For a young man with amazing talents, it is undoubtedly a great pity that he cannot be exposed to spiritual practice.
But if we only look at it personally, the happy life of ordinary people is not a kind of happiness.
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"Rumble--"
That night, there was lightning and thunder, and strong winds. It was like a hole was opened in the sky, water from the Milky Way poured in, and heavy rain poured down.
The Jishui skyrocketed, causing huge waves to surge into the sky, as if they were about to flood the world.
The earth's veins shook, and deep in the distant mountains, there was a huge roar like the earth was shattering. There seemed to be countless legendary demons running rampant in the world, with ghosts crying and gods howling.
And the small fishing village, swaying in this violent storm, is really like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
The villagers have lived along the river for generations, so they naturally take precautions against surges in river water, floods, etc.
But when the real natural disaster came, they also realized their own insignificance and could only resign themselves to their fate.
In a certain house in the village, a strong young man stepped forward and stood side by side with his majestic father, protecting his frightened mother and younger siblings behind him.
There was no fear on Ji Xukong's face, and his eyes were even bright, looking directly at the pouring rain outside.
The thrilling night passed, and the morning light faded.
In the small fishing village that survived the disaster, while some villagers were busy cleaning up the mess after the "demon" wreaked havoc, more people gathered at the riverside.
After a heavy rain, the river is turbulent, so it is naturally not suitable for fishing.
But according to the experience of the older generation, after a flash flood breaks out in the upper reaches, they can often fish out some rare things from the river.
Because of this, almost all the men, women, and children in the village gathered by the river to watch the fun.
Young and strong men fish in twos and threes with fishing nets. Occasionally they catch something rare, which attracts the whole village to watch, and the atmosphere is very lively.
Somehow, today, Ji Vukong, whose fishing skills have always been praised by his elders, only stood on the bank of the river, but did not cast the net for a long time.
The young man's brows were furrowed, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his heart. Some strange feeling came from somewhere, and he was reluctant to take action.
Finally, Ji Vukong's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he caught a glimpse of a glimmer of light flashing past in the rapid river.
His mind felt like it was exploding, and Ji Xukong had a gut feeling that if he missed this opportunity, he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.
So, the young man used all his strength to throw out the big net he had been holding tightly in his hands.
"Wow!"
The big net entered the water and splashed a lot of water.
Soon, there was a heavy feeling in the young man's hand. The force was so majestic that the big net almost fell away.
He's a big guy!
Such thoughts flashed through Ji Xukong's mind, and the villagers on the side naturally noticed his strangeness, and immediately stepped forward to help him.
"Wow!"
When the fishing net comes out of the water, the "things" in it naturally reveal their true appearance.
Immediately, a series of exclamations sounded here, and the rest of the people could not help but change their expressions.
I saw, shrouded in a dull halo, an old man with white beard and hair.