Chapter 347 Sitting and discussing the truth, the time traveler suddenly appears (please subscribe for monthly tickets)
"Brother Dao, I'm back."
In the Earthly Immortal Realm, as the sermon ended, Hongyun looked at Zhen Yuanzi, who was waiting quietly under the big tree, and said with a smile.
"Just come back."
Zhen Yuanzi didn't say anything more, he just delivered a cup of fragrant tea that had been prepared in front of Hongyun.
"How is Fellow Daoist Kunpeng doing now?"
After waiting for a brief moment, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hongyun and asked.
In the past, Hongyun left his own traces in the chaotic heavens in search of Kunpeng, although he died as a result.
But today's enlightenment and sainthood are inseparable from the traces of those years ago.
However, with the completion of the great formation of the heavens, it is difficult to leave traces like in the past.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng has now become a mortal emperor. As for when he will wake up and awaken Su Hui and return to the ancient world, he can only rely on himself."
Hongyun said calmly.
Once, he was willing to look for Kunpeng because at that time, he didn't know what he was looking for, so he was unwilling to give up any cherished friend.
Now, although this is also the case, he already has something he wants in his heart.
In the midst of this request, when looking at her relationship with Kunpeng, Hongyun became much more awake, and she also knew that blind help could not change anything.
"That Xiaoyaoyou is indeed a good book. It allows fellow Taoist Kunpeng to face the source deep in his heart."
Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.
He felt very happy that Hongyun could think about it.
"I have known Brother Tao for so many years, and this is the first time that Yun has received such praise from Brother Tao."
Hearing this, Hongyun said happily.
"The long river of awe-inspiring righteousness runs through the heavens. Anyone who has an awe-inspiring heart can understand the Tao and find his or her own faith in it.
This kind of handwriting is very remarkable."
Zhen Yuanzi said frankly.
"It's just a vast river. Hong Yun doesn't feel guilty about what he can do for the world.
What's more, Brother Dao's Earthly Immortal Realm can lead countless people from the lower realms to ascend to the next level.
In terms of its effect on the heavens, the earthly immortal world is more important."
As he finished speaking, Hong Yun stretched out his hand, and a white cloud appeared between the two of them.
In that cloud and mist, at every moment, there is a cultivator who ascends from the Small Thousand World to the Middle Thousand World, and then ascends to the Earthly Immortal World.
The mysterious power that transcends heaven and earth makes the entire earthly immortal world become incomparably vast, majestic and mysterious.
On top of this, the prehistoric world that rules the heavens and the earth, as the core of all heavens and earths, its aura becomes more and more mysterious.
Just one glance made Hong Yundu feel a sense of the immeasurable world in his heart.
Originally, the prehistoric world was a perfect world, although it was vaster than the perfect world of all saints.
But this world has its limits after all.
But now, when Hong Yun looked at it, he felt that the wild world in front of him had no limit, and seemed to exist in this chaos forever.
Even, as the power of transcendence continues to grow, the ancient world gradually has a sense of transcendence.
For some reason, Hongyun seemed to have felt this feeling before.
As a flash of light emerged in his mind, Ji Yi's figure emerged in his mind.
It seems that the temperament of the unknown gentleman is very similar to everything at this moment.
In addition, there is Taoist ancestor Hongjun sitting in Zixiao Palace.
"Yun seems to have felt this sense of detachment in Daozu and Mr. Wuming. Could it be that this is the key to entering the unspeakable realm."
Thinking of this, Hongyun slowly spoke while hesitating.
"Brother Yun, don't forget Taoist Nuwa. After all, the race you are reincarnated into is the human race."
Facing Hongyun's gaze, Zhen Yuanzi said slowly.
"Whether the thought of transcendence is the key to entering the unspeakable realm, this still needs research.
However, the indescribable strength can no longer be recorded in words.
Although, with the continuous development of the earthly immortal world, my brother's strength has surpassed that of the heavenly saints, and has even touched the realm of origin in recent times.
But it is precisely because of this that I feel even more deeply about the supreme indescribable state."
Zhen Yuanzi said calmly.
The saint cuts off all connections with himself, cuts off the past and future, and controls his own time and destiny.
However, in that state of dependent origin, the world and the common people can once again be restored by fate.
This may seem like a superfluous move, but in fact it is a transformation and sublimation just like life and death.
It is so mysterious that it cannot be described in words.
However, Zhen Yuanzi believed that Hongyun could understand.
Because the awe-inspiring long river of red clouds runs through the heavens, anyone who touches the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth will feel it.
"Huh?"
At this moment, a hint of doubt appeared in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and then in Hongyun's sight, he stretched out his hand toward the commander of the Earthly Immortal Realm.
As the heavens and the earth continued to pull past in front of his eyes, the Great Thousand Worlds were followed by countless Middle Thousand Worlds, and finally descended into a Small Thousand Immortal World.
"Strength of Martial Arts, Third Stage!"
In the sky and the earth, a young man with firm eyes was seen. As he punched the wooden monument to test the body's strength, a burst of discussion suddenly broke out among the crowd on the side.
"genius?"
"Is this the peerless genius of the Xiao family?"
"Now, he is just a waste."
As the voices of discussion came from all directions, the young man fell silent and gradually disappeared into the crowd.
Compared to these young people who are only about thirteen years old, Xiao Yan is not from this world in theory.
In other words, he has memories of past lives.
Because of an accident, in the process of rescuing a girl, he traveled to this world called Wuqi Continent.
The memories of the past life have not been recovered when I was young, but as I grow older, the memories of the past life emerge one by one.
"genius."
Thinking of the changes in his body, Xiao Yan clenched his fists in silence.
"This person's soul is different. He seems to be reincarnated, but in fact he has traveled from another world."
Looking at the scene in the picture, Zhen Yuanzi just waved his hand gently, and the past about Xiao Yan emerged.
One is the world of Wuqi Continent, and the other is the small world where Mofa exists. In that picture, there is a lot of traffic, and the creatures in the world observe the movement of the world and understand a method of foreign objects called technology.
"The small world that this person lived in in his previous life is not the false history compiled by the prehistoric calendar, but the earthly star that Taoist Taoist Fuxi finally put down when he painted the sky."