Chapter 253 Silkworms Cry (please subscribe and vote monthly)
Proud and disdainful!
When Tongtian's figure disappeared in front of Yugu, Taiyi was deeply impressed by that parting glance.
It seems like everything has been said, but also like nothing has been said.
"But what does this have to do with me?"
After a moment, Taiyi slowly closed his eyes, turning a blind eye to the vibrations in the sky.
Perhaps, for the creatures in the ancient world at this moment, the detachment of a saint is an extremely important thing.
However, in Taiyi's view, even if he didn't go, he already knew the transcendent scene of Tongtian.
In this case, why bother to go.
"There is one less person in this ancient world. Where is the person who can rival my way?"
A sigh, quite helpless.
When Di Jun arrived, he saw that Taiyi had completely fallen into seclusion, and obviously had no intention of going out.
"It seems that he was stimulated, so that's good."
Looking at Taiyi's uncertain figure, Di Jun felt deeply pleased.
In his mind, it must be Tongtian's sanctification, which deeply stimulated Taiyi, who had always been fighting with him.
"Having seen that there is a sky beyond the sky, you should be able to improve his arrogant temperament."
Thinking like this, Di Jun moved his body and rushed into the chaos.
Chaos, boundless, boundless.
But today, in this place that was supposed to be devoid of life, figures appeared one after another.
Compared with the tens of thousands of Kaitian Daluo in the past, the number of Kaitian Daluo who came to the chaos this time is already close to one hundred thousand.
At this scene, even Kunpeng, who was one of the three thousand mortal guests in the Zixiao Palace in the past, couldn't help but sigh.
Although, most of the tens of thousands of extra Kaitian Daluo were created by relying on innate spiritual treasures.
In fact, most of the so-called Kaitian Daluo have not even left their own world, and are simply not qualified to be compared with him.
However, we are in the same realm.
With such a huge number, even Kunpeng has to weigh it in his mind.
"Once Tongtian transcends heaven and earth, the Three Purities will be reunited."
Looking at the figure in a green Taoist robe in the vast sky, the moment Kunpeng withdrew his gaze, there was a hint of complexity in his face.
"Today is a grand event for Taoist Taoist Tongtian to transcend heaven and earth, Taoist friends do not need to feel sad.
Compared to those living beings affected by the disaster, we still have enough time."
Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile on his face.
He had been anxious before.
But when Hongyun, a wanderer from the wild streets, broke through the cultivation level after casually strolling around outside, Zhen Yuanzi realized it.
The saints of the prehistoric world are the true saints of Hunyuan who truly transcend heaven and earth and realize the Hunyuan Tao, rather than the heavenly saints who are under the heaven as mentioned by the Taoist ancestors in the past.
Since there is no quota limit and he has the Wa Meng Purple Qi gifted by Saint Nu Wa, why should he be in a hurry?
After listening to the saint's sermons several times, Zhen Yuanzi understood a fact.
When you have accumulated enough, even if it is just a casual word or a flower that can be seen everywhere, you can have an epiphany in your heart.
“That being said, it’s just”
Kunpeng didn't say the rest of the words, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.
Who else in this world remembers that Kunpeng is the great sage of Beiming who overwhelms the dragon clan, and is the fourth person in front of the Taoist throne.
"here we go."
At this moment, a solemn word came from Zhen Yuanzi on the side.
At the same time, in the chaos and vastness, I saw the two fingers of Tongtian's right hand forming a sword, and one sword cut through the vast chaos.
"That's it."
A moment later, as Tongtian attained enlightenment and became a saint, the Gate of Supreme Purity opened in the chaos, and Kunpeng flew over with a calm expression.
In this world, people have been sanctified five times. Counting this time, it is the twenty-sixth time.
At first glance, it makes people feel horrified and filled with countless longings and longings.
However, for veteran Kaitian Daluo like Kunpeng, they already know the method of becoming a saint.
It's just that, even though I know it, I just can't do it.
Therefore, the mood of going to the Shangqing Heaven and Earth at this time is actually not very happy.
In fact, if it had not become an unspoken rule to preach about the ancient world after becoming a saint, Kunpeng would have simply left now.
"After all, my identity has changed and I left without permission. If I were intercepted or questioned, I would lose all my dignity."
After finding a seat and sitting down, Kunpeng immediately closed his eyes, seemingly looking forward to it, but in fact.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi didn't say much. He just met a few Taoist friends he was familiar with in the past and waited quietly.
Thousands of years later, Mount Sumeru.
"Zhizhi."
The sky is clear and clear, and in the hot summer, a crisp chirping sound comes from time to time, carried by the breeze, taking away a bit of the scorching heat.
"Junior brother, will you gain anything when you come back after hearing the news?"
Looking at Zhunti walking out of the void, Jie Yin asked calmly.
"Senior brother has never asked about this in the past. Could it be that he encountered some incurable disease?"
Seeing Baoxiang's solemn greeting, Zhunti smiled slightly, came closer and sat down and asked.
Zhunti knows very well what kind of personality his senior brother has.
If not, if they encounter something that cannot be solved, they will definitely not ask such questions. Instead, they will remain silent and choose to bear the responsibility alone.
Not to mention, as soon as he came back, he was asked about the progress of his cultivation.
"Amitabha. As expected, I can't hide it from my junior brother."
Facing Zhunti's gaze, he put his hands together and whispered a Buddhist verse, and his eyes became more solemn.
"Since junior brother can see me like a mirror, maybe I can see something different from the past on Mount Sumeru?"
The urge in his heart was detected by his junior brother at a glance, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but said calmly.
"Do you see any differences from the past?"
Looking away from Jie Yin, Zhunti looked one by one at the Sumeru Mountains where the Buddha's light was shining in his deep thoughts.
A green grass, a gorgeous white flower, stones all over the mountains and plains, and the green mountains that cannot be covered up even by the Buddha's light.
etc!
In an instant, everything in Mount Sumeru appeared in Zhunti's eyes and appeared in his soul.
"It seems that there is no difference."
As soon as this question arose in Zhunti's mind, it was completely abandoned.
If there was really no problem, his senior brother would not suddenly appear and have such a conversation with him.
"Just, what exactly is it?"
Seeing the receptionist who didn't show any protection or cover, Zhunti's brows suddenly wrinkled.
At this time, the blue clouds moved away from the sky, and the hot sunlight shone among the green woods, casting sparkling white light.