The supreme pure jade is empty and transformed into a cave.
An old man whose specific age could not be seen slowly opened his eyes while sitting quietly, and counted casually with his hands on his knees. After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "Unconsciously, it has been ten thousand years again. This time, the world of chaos has opened. I don't know."
What will it bring?"
The realm of chaos.
As these three words were spoken, the old man suddenly frowned slightly, but he felt an impulse, as if something was pulling him.
However, this time, no matter how much he calculated, he still failed to capture any secrets.
"Weird! Weird!"
The old man muttered slightly in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
There are two possibilities for this situation. One is that there may be some special changes in the world of chaos. The other is that the world of chaos remains the same, but this time there may be great power entering the world.
After thinking for a while, the old man stood up.
As he stood up, the entire cave where the old man was was turned into flames. Then the flames turned into water and mist, and then became invisible and dispersed into the clear and subtle jade void.
Looking at the vast sun in the distant sky ahead, the old man put his hands together and bowed.
"The current head of the Taishang Sect pays homage to the Taoist ancestor."
"Reporting to the Taoist Ancestor, after thousands of years, the realm of chaos has opened again, connecting all realms."
"The weather of our clan has remained the same over the past ten thousand years, with little change."
"As for the affairs of the Chaos Realm, I would like to ask the Taoist Patriarch to give me some advice."
After the old man finished speaking, ten phantoms suddenly appeared in the vast sun, like ten transparent suns. These ten suns came to the old man in a sudden appearance, and in this process, the original
The ten extremely huge phantom suns have turned into ten finger-sized flames.
Ten flames hung quietly in front of the old man.
At the same time, the same voice sounded in the hearts of ten Taishang Sect disciples, "Come to Wanhua Cave Heaven."
Not long after, ten people of different ages, four men and six women, stood respectfully in front of the old man.
"There is a realm between heaven and earth, called the Chaos Realm. This realm opens once every ten thousand years. Every time it is opened, a great power will be created. If there are no great accidents, this great power will definitely grow into a Taoist Ancestor in the years to come."
Hearing this, the ten people's originally calm faces all showed expressions of extreme shock.
"Tao Ancestor? Great uncle, disciple, you heard me right, you are Tao Ancestor?" one of them exclaimed in shock.
After his question, although the others said nothing, their expressions clearly showed the same doubts and shock.
Especially shocked.
If we look at the practice of the big world, several of these ten are "mighty" and are respected and feared by countless high-ranking monks. However, at this moment, all of them could not help but feel their hearts beating.
Get up, unbelievable.
No matter how "mighty" he is, compared with the rank of Dao Ancestor, they are as different as clouds and mud.
"Yes, you heard it right, it's Tao Ancestor." The old man nodded slightly, and then didn't say much, just said: "This time, ten of you will enter the world on behalf of my Taishang Sect. No need to ask any more questions, go ahead!"
Ten flames fell from the heads of ten people.
In an instant, both the fire and the people disappeared, leaving the old man alone standing there quietly.
Great World, Qinglian Sect.
Qinglian Transformation Pond.
Countless green lotuses are either calm or swaying in the seemingly endless blue sea, and above the blue sea, countless strange-shaped "fish" are jumping back and forth, some are ferocious, some are clever and well-behaved, and there are many kinds of them.
Those are not real fish, but various methods of the Qinglian Sect, transformed into creation inspirations through the Tao Ancestor's magical power, which arise and die in the Metamorphosis Pond for the reference and viewing of the Qinglians in the pond.
Those green lotuses are not real green lotuses either.
Well, not entirely.
More than half of the green lotuses among them are indeed real spiritual plants. There are first-born lotuses, some ten-year-old lotuses, and even lotuses that will not wither for thousands of years.
The rest of the green lotuses were transformed by the Qinglian sect members who put their minds into the pool through the "Qinglian Transformation Technique".
Together with the real Qinglian, they grew and nurtured in this endless inspiration of creation.
This is also the foundation of Qinglian Sect and the foundation of its sect.
At this moment, in the boundless blue sea, a green lotus plant automatically turned into the image of a middle-aged monk without wind.
The middle-aged monk stood on the blue waves, looked around slowly, and then let out a slight shout. Suddenly, in the next moment, when the sky was cloudless, thunder suddenly broke out in the sky. In an instant, black clouds rolled, and silver snakes appeared.
Raging, this endless realm suddenly changed from a clear sky to thunder and thunder.
Day turns to darkness.
Hurricanes arise and heavy rains fall.
Raindrops, large and small, fell from the sky with a force that shattered the sky and the earth, falling in the endless blue sea, and also fell on the countless green lotuses transformed by those Qinglian Sect members, but they did not touch the real Qinglian at all.
Those Qinglians transformed by Qinglian sect members suddenly suffered such changes. Some were still in a daze and were destroyed by the heavy rain. Others tried desperately to avoid and fight in various ways, but the absolute
Most of them can't last much time.
After making tea, apart from the real green lotus, there were only three green lotuses in the boundless blue sea that survived the disaster, but they were already in ruins.
At this time, the wind collected the rain beams, and the thunderous darkness turned into a vast clear sky.
"Meet the sect master!"
The three green lotuses also transformed into humans at this time. An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young girl all came to the middle-aged monk before and bowed respectfully.
The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand and took out three lotus seeds from different green lotuses in the boundless blue sea. Then he flicked his fingers, and the three lotus seeds turned into blue light and shadow and merged into the three bodies.
"There is a realm outside the domain, which is called the realm of chaos, the realm of creation, the realm of supreme true dharma, and the realm of death. There are various names among monks in different realms."
"This realm opens and closes every ten thousand years. When it opens, monks from all realms pour in. When it closes, only one person remains."
"The remaining ones will inherit the chaos, gain fortune, obtain the supreme true Dharma, ascend to the sky in one step, leap above countless monks in all realms, become a powerful body, and become the seed of Taoist ancestors."
Hearing this, all three of them were shocked.
The old man was even so shocked that his body shape kept switching back and forth between the human body and Qinglian. After switching many times, he stabilized into the human body again.
The middle-aged monk glanced at him.
The old man lowered his head and closed his eyes, looking ashamed, "I made Master laugh!"
The middle-aged monk shook his head and chuckled: "Do you think the two of them are calmer than you? One of them is about to burst, and the other one is still confused."
The next moment, the other two people came to their senses. The middle-aged man scratched his head and the girl smiled shyly.
The girl was much calmer at this time, at least she seemed relatively calm, but her words were still full of disbelief, "Master, how could such a place exist?"