The sky here is not blue, but a dreamlike color, with all kinds of colorful and changing light, which from time to time transforms into a magnificent mirage.
The ground is filled with flowers, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, as well as those colorful flowers that even change colors automatically. The green mountains in the distance are like black, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing in the air, and the green water surrounds this manor, with a rockery in the middle.
, long corridors, and countless pavilions.
In the center of the manor, which covers an area of a hundred miles, there is a lake with crystal clear bottom, and countless fish with brilliant scales swimming happily among the water plants.
The small island in the center of the lake is covered with purple bamboos, which rustle in the breeze from time to time. Just at the edge of the small island, a woman wearing a snow-white dress seems as motionless as a statue.
It was a flawless face. Even though the long skirt covered her delicate body and could not be seen, how could it be possible that her figure was so bad with such a peerless face?
Two women who were dressed as maids but had an alluring beauty and temperament stood respectfully from a distance and peeked at the woman in the white dress. Occasionally there was a hint of jealousy in their eyes, but no one could see it.
How can you not be jealous?
The two of them were once high-ranking innate holy spirits, and were the best among them, but now they are treated as servants. The most outrageous thing is that it has been countless years since they were conceived in the Hongmeng, but they cannot touch the final entrance. With this
Women are completely different compared to each other.
It had only been a few hundred years since she entered the Hunyuan Realm. She had risen from a pitiful mortal at an incredible speed, and had entered the early stage of the Holy Spirit a hundred years ago.
Holy Spirit!
That is the supreme goal of all innate holy spirits, but unfortunately no one has achieved it. It is the highest level of the entire universe and the supreme existence at the highest level of the food chain.
Turn your hands to become clouds, turn your hands to become rain, complete the way of heaven, and be immortal.
The woman in the white dress has a somewhat demented look on her face. She has been standing here for most of the day without moving. She is not as high as the other holy gods. She looks like a stupid person no matter how you look at her. But she is the pride of heaven, which makes people jealous.
This woman, with her Hongmeng divine body alone, can make those holy gods flock to her.
The so-called Hongmeng Divine Body is a kind of gift. All holy gods must go through the transformation of the Hongmeng Divine Body before they are conceived in chaos.
To put it simply, after a long period of practice, the Hongmeng Divine Body will definitely become a Holy God!
"Miss, you have rested for a long time. The master said that you will go back to practice in one day. You see..." One of the maids reminded respectfully.
"When will he come?"
The woman in the white dress didn't seem to hear her, she kept saying incomprehensible words and waved her delicate hands gently.
Suddenly, the fine sand by the lake trembled slightly, and in the blink of an eye, there was a touch of tender green, and two weak green buds stretched out. The whole process of sprouting, branching, loosening leaves, and condensing buds only took a few breaths.
Time, in the thin dew, a fiery red rose bloomed.
She carefully picked off the rose, as if she was afraid of being pricked by the sharp thorns on it. Then she held the flower in one hand and slowly pulled off the petals one by one with the other hand, muttering: "Come today...come tomorrow...come today...
…”
The two maids secretly shook their heads and were speechless. Ever since this aunt broke through to the early stage of the Holy God and came out of seclusion, she learned some news from her master, and they never saw her practicing as hard as before. The most outrageous thing is that she practices every day
Stand in the same place and create a rose, then play this game silly.
They couldn't figure it out. With the eldest lady's initial cultivation of the Holy Spirit, she could completely control how many petals a rose would produce, or know the result before counting, so why would they do such a boring thing?
What's strange is that not only does she enjoy it every day, but the results of counting petals are also different.
After about a few minutes, the last petal of the rose was left. The woman in the white dress sighed faintly, pulled off the petal and murmured: "Come tomorrow... Then wait one more day and give him one last chance. If
If he doesn't come tomorrow, he will definitely not be spared..."
The two maids were speechless again. She said similar words more than eight hundred times, and she didn't know how many times it was the result of "come tomorrow". Unfortunately, she didn't even see a ghost the next day.
The key point is that she always said she would give him one last chance, and the next day she would still count the petals. If the result was still 'come tomorrow', she would still say that she would give him one last chance.
"Xiaoxue, my teacher is here to see you, haha..."
A figure suddenly appeared in front of the woman. It was a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a noble temperament. He was clearly none other than Lang Yu, one of the three super-level saints in the Hunyuan Realm.
The maid was probably used to him coming here, so she bowed respectfully and stopped talking.
The woman seemed to be slow to react. She glanced at him for a while and murmured: "He will come to pick me up tomorrow. I have been waiting for so long anyway, so I don't care about this day."
Lang Yu, who was originally in a good mood, almost collapsed. He smiled bitterly and said: "Xue'er, how many times have you said this? He only has the power of chaos, and his realm is extremely low. His understanding of the three thousand avenues is less than 1%.
No matter how talented you are, without the guidance of a famous teacher, it will be impossible to break through within a thousand years."
"He is different from you. He is the best man in the world. He can do everything you can't do." The woman was very unhappy after hearing this.
"It's okay if you don't tell me!"
Lang Yu thought of the thing that made all the Holy Gods feel grudges, and couldn't help but look sullen: "He actually allowed that old thing to manipulate him to open up chaos. Don't you know that while he is improving, the Wheel of Heaven is not growing stronger? This only
It will make Tai Cang stronger and stronger. If this method works, we will not wait until today. I doubt which side he will be on in the future!"
The larger the chaotic space that is opened up, the more powerful the Heavenly Dao of the new universe will be, and the Wheel of Heavenly Dao, which represents the most powerful power, will also become more powerful.
If these holy gods gain merit and virtue through the creation of the world, their cultivation will increase very quickly, but the power of the wheel of heaven will definitely increase to a terrifying degree. Moreover, many holy gods are only powerful themselves, and the same strengthening effect will be fully integrated.
When it comes to the Wheel of Heaven, the gap between their individual strength and Tai Cang will become wider and wider.
Therefore, for hundreds of millions of years, in order to contain Tai Cang, the Holy Gods would rather give up the way of self-strengthening through the creation of the world than give the Wheel of Heaven a chance to become powerful.
After all, it is Taicang who is in charge of the Wheel of Heaven. If the Wheel of Heaven is getting stronger, why should these holy gods fight with him?
Over the years, all the Holy Gods have been cultivating and improving on their own, and the speed is many times slower than opening up chaos to gain merit and virtue. However, Tai Cang and the Wheel of Heaven he controls, as well as the delicate balance between them, let them
Have to settle for the next best thing.
At least the strength acquired through this method will not cause the Wheel of Heaven to grow stronger.
The woman in the white dress suddenly frowned, ignoring Lang Yu's identity, and shouted sternly: "You are not allowed to speak ill of him. Which side he takes is his own business. Anyway, I will take care of whoever he takes.
Stay with him!"
"Presumptuous! As a disciple, you have no respect for your elders, you..."
"I'm not your apprentice!"
The woman interrupted him unceremoniously and said loudly: "I have always lived with Senior Jitian and have the closest relationship with him, but the mantle I accepted was from Senior Zihuan. According to the agreement back then, there is no way I can
May I be your apprentice, don’t rely on your old skills in front of this girl..."
The two of them started scolding each other on the spot when they disagreed. Lang Yu was originally a bit of a hypocrite and always seemed upright on the surface, but now he almost vomited blood after hearing her words.
In order to win over this aunt for hundreds of years, he has tried every means, even humiliating her to make her happy. Now, the words "I can't be your apprentice" plus "relying on the old and selling off the old", how can he not become furious?
Almost mad?
"Asshole! I have treated you well over the years, but you are so rebellious. How can I stand here if I don't teach you a lesson today?"
"Haha... you are such a nagging person, why do you want to take action against my good disciple?"
"Lang Yu, what's the point of bullying a junior? If you want to stand by me and stay with me to the end, do you dare?"
Two figures appeared on the spot out of thin air. Who else could it be besides Ji Tian, the owner of this place, and Zi Huan, who always looked cold but was the strongest among the three?
Do you dare?
Even a mortal would become furious after hearing these three words, and cultivators couldn't stand such provocation. But the target was Zi Huan, whose personal cultivation level was only below Tai Cang. Even if he was as strong as Lang Yu, he could only use cold words.
Hum in response.
Zi Huan raised his sword eyebrows and said indifferently: "It is certainly not good for us that the child opened up chaos, but with his original strength, how could we refuse? After all, the agreement back then was only between our Holy God and Tai Cang, although the child has
It is based on the energy of chaos, but it is not a true Holy God. There are no agreed restrictions. If Tai Cang wants to take him away by force, who among you and me has the ability to stop him?"
Although Lang Yu was unwilling to fight with Zi Huan, it was impossible for him not to be angry at what he said earlier. After hearing what he said, most of his anger was gone.
He is not within the bounds of the agreement and his strength is pitiful. Does such a newbie have the right to make his own decisions?
Seeing that little contradiction disappear, Jitian showed a mysterious smile and smiled gently at the woman: "My good disciple, how was the result of counting the petals today?"
After hearing this, the woman suddenly became sad and murmured to herself: "He will definitely come tomorrow..."
"oh?"
Ji Tian looked very surprised and said: "Don't you want him to come today? In this case, I will drive him away now."
"You...what did you say?" The woman's expression changed greatly.
"Boy, don't come here yet!"
Ji Tian smiled happily, waved his right hand lightly, and the light and shadow flashed, and another person appeared by the lake.
That was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. His appearance was not surprising. For practitioners who could change their body and appearance, anyone could become a beautiful man. The key was his striking silver hair.
, as well as the cunning and evil spirits that appear from time to time in the corners of the mouth and eyes, but they are not habitual actions that ordinary people can easily learn.