The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the land of Wubuzhou, there seems to be a dark tide under the tranquility, and the elites of Chaotian Pavilion gathered quietly in the void, and they did not disturb the monk Meishan in the northwest corner of Central China.

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In Xuandu City, the jade man looked only at several broken walls, where a Taoist with long hair was standing with his hands behind his back, sometimes closing and sometimes opening his eyes, as if he was searching for something.

One near and one far away, both of them were waiting for Yang Jian's return. Although Yang Jian had only been in for half a day, there was already a little worried look on the eyes of the Great Master Xuandu.

"Don't let anything happen to this kid. If you walk forward so carelessly, you won't be afraid... Tsk, it really is..."

Xuandu pondered for a few moments, but did not enter in a hurry, just stood there and waited.

Yang Jian's spiritual cultivation is not outstanding, and if he wants to return, if there is no one here to guide him, it is impossible for him to find the way.

"Let's wait and see," Xuandu murmured twice, his tyrannical consciousness penetrated into the overlapping and chaotic universe ahead, and followed the figure that kept moving forward.

From Xuandu's point of view, Yang Jian was just walking step by step in the gray mist, looking around.

And the Great Master Xuandu naturally knows the treacherous place in the saint's tomb, every step is a world, and every step will fall into a dangerous place where the way of a saint evolves.

Like Yang Jian, it is actually the safest way to just take a detour and turn back after just looking at it from a distance; although it is possible to miss many opportunities, at least there will be no danger of life.

Treasure hunting, the most avoid greed.

Yang Jian's purpose was clear, and he came here just to fix the Sea God Orb. Even if he caught a glimpse and felt the aura of the innate treasure, Yang Jian would retreat quite cautiously.

It's just that such a mind is very rare in Xuandu's eyes.

"Where is the orb?"

Yang Jian muttered in a low voice, lest something would be disturbed if the sound was too loud.

As long as he thought that he might be walking on the bones of a saint who was said to be immortal, Yang Jian's heart would shudder.

Every step you take, there will be a different Dao Yun, but most of the Dao Rhymes are incomplete;

Every half a foot, I feel as if I have stepped through a world, and there will be a scene I have never seen before.

It seems that countless heavens and earths and countless small worlds are squeezed here, Qiankun is like a book with endless pages, and he is roaming in the world of each page.

saint tomb...

It is also quite strange.

Yang Jian originally thought that there would be many traps and countless restrictions, but after entering, he didn't feel any hostility towards himself as an outsider.

Even if there are traps, they are placed directly in front of him. As long as he doesn't move, he can move on safely.

Yang Jian walked step by step, the Dao Yun around him changed and changed, and the scene in front of him turned and turned.

He has not been able to find the whereabouts of the Dinghai Shenzhu, so he has been walking like this, avoiding dangers, or retreating to find other paths.

In the past half a day, he didn't feel that there was anything dangerous here, he was just looking at flowers on horseback, and he was still a little disappointed in his heart.

Sure enough, as the master said, you don't need to hold a weapon to enter the saint's tomb, and you can be safe and secure if you have a strong Taoist heart.

Until, a stone tablet appeared on the road ahead, and Yang Jian walked ten feet away, the universe did not change.

There are a few complicated characters engraved on the stone tablet that Yang Jian can't understand, but after reading it for a while, Yang Jian has a few more words in his heart.

This is the text of the Dao, born at the time of the Congenital Wutai, and it is an extremely brilliant means of conveying messages to future generations. It cannot be written by a non-Dao sage.

And the message carried by these four characters has also been transformed into simple words that he can understand in the bottom of Yang Jian's heart:

"If you pass the heart sea realm, you can enter the holy gates."

The so-called Heart Ocean Realm is the endless world evolved by the remnant spirits of saints buried here, and it is also the 'culprit' that caused Xuandu City to have only one side that can enter and exit the Chaos Sea.

The Tao of every saint can recreate the world, and after the spirits of these saints die, there are still incomplete Taos that circulate.

What Yang Jian saw along the way was just a corner of the Heart Ocean Realm. Many of the scenes in it were the incomplete memories of the saint's incomplete spirit, but they were "represented" and turned into a real world.

Such a damaged world must be extremely dangerous, and even an expert like Xuandu dared not say that he was sure to get out of it unscathed.

In the Heart Sea Realm, originally there is a little sage inheritance, and there are many treasures hidden. If you risk your life, you may really gain something...

It's a pity that these were all before Qian Hong moved the treasure of the hollow sea realm.

A small part of the innate spiritual treasures and most of the innate treasures that are circulating in the prehistoric world today were brought out by Qianhong here.

Cough, to get down to business.

In addition to introducing the Heart Sea Realm, these four passages also have a warning:

'Behind the stele is the resting place of the saints, do not disturb them. '

The deterrent power of these words is not as great as that of a 'forbidden place'.

Yang Jian bowed to the stele in a decent manner, and was about to go around the stele and continue to explore.

Master Yuding once said that Dinghai Shenzhu was originally a set of thirty-six pieces, but it was a magic weapon of a Daoist sage in the Taisu era. Later, when the sage fell, the set of orbs was robbed by two sages, one of whom got twelve and the other twenty-four.

In the prehistoric era, twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads were born first, and they were obtained by the leader of Tongtian.

Therefore, if one can find the tomb of the sage who got the twelve sea-fixing beads, there is a high possibility of finding the remaining twelve sea-fixing beads.

This is the clue that Yang Jian has. Now that he is in front of the real saint's tomb, if he doesn't go in and search for it, how can he give up?

As soon as he walked around the stele, the scenery in Yang Jian's eyes suddenly changed!

The dry land is under the feet, and the low and gloomy sky is above the head. As far as the eye can see, there are huge and incomparable volcanoes in the sky. The volcanoes are bursting with strangely shaped clouds. These clouds are shining with brilliant brilliance, filling the world.

This world has no boundaries at all, and the huge volcanoes in the sky are not far away from him.

Even, Yang Jian had a little absurd intuition in his heart.

Even with the seventy-two transformations and the flying feather escape technique, I will never be able to fly in front of these volcanoes!

Compared with this, the clouds and mist floating from the top of these 'volcanoes' attracted Yang Jian's mind again.

Yang Jian's eyes were full of divine light, staring at the cloud and mist, he raised his hand and patted his forehead, opening the divine eyes of reincarnation.

At the moment, Yang Jian couldn't help but gasped.

Those clouds and mist are actually pieces of bright stars! Yang Jian didn't want to use these two words to describe these clouds and mists, but what he saw with his divine eyes was a familiar yet unfamiliar situation.

universe! ?

Every piece of cloud and mist is a space in the universe that he knows?

The hazy nebulae, the swirling galaxies, the smallest dust particles that make up the clouds everywhere, are the stars emitting light and heat?

His hometown is also here, in these clouds?

What did the prehistoric world say, what did the Chaos Sea say, and what did the Innate Wutai say?

The volcanoes lined up in the sky, the tombs of the saints, the clouds and mist emerging from the tombs of the saints, clouds and mist everywhere, space everywhere...

As if possessed by a demon, he stretched out his right hand towards the cloud and mist, sweating profusely all over his body.

The vertical eye on his forehead slowly closed, Yang Jian covered his forehead, and slowly knelt down on the ground, staring at the cloud and mist in a daze.

What exactly is going on?

Just at this moment, there was a light cry from behind.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have any ancestors among the saints buried here?"

Yang Jian was startled, and immediately forcibly suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and stood up vigilantly.

Behind him, an illusory middle-aged Taoist floated over with his hands behind his back. It seemed that Yang Jian was standing more than ten feet away, very vigilant.

The Taoist made a Daoyi to Yang Jian, and if you look carefully, this Daoyi is also slightly different from the Daoyi in the wild.

"Just now I met fellow Taoist, I am that heart boundary tablet, and I am in charge of guarding this place." The Taoist said with a smile, "At first, I thought that the little brother was here to hunt for treasure, so I didn't want to show up to meet each other. I never thought that I came to worship."

Worship...

Yang Jian didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either. He just said, "Senior, I have some doubts in my heart. I don't know if senior can explain one or two things for me."

"Tell me and listen."

"These mountains... are the tombs of saints?"

The Taoist Jiebei smiled lightly and nodded, with a little emotion in his words, "It is true that a saint who once ruled the world is buried under every big tomb. Unfortunately, they died one by one for the sake of the living world."

There are more than a hundred mountains in the sky!

"They all died in battle?"

"Well, they were all killed in battle," Taoist Jiebei smiled sheepishly, "I also heard from people who came here to hunt for treasure."

Yang Jian asked again: "These saints are the saints of the Tai Chi world?"

"What Fellow Daoist said, I don't understand, what is the Taiji Realm?" Taoist Jiebei looked puzzled, and his eyes were not fake.

Yang Jian was even more shocked. Could it be that this place was in the earlier period of the Fifth Congenital?

That's right, a little ripple appeared in Yang Jian's heart.

The saint's tomb seems to have existed for a long time. It once came to the Taisu Realm, and after the Taisu Realm's endless wars, they were placed in the Chaos Sea by the Taisu Realm's saints, and the current Xuandu City was built outside the tomb.

In other words, the saint's tomb here is at least a product of Tai Chi.

Listening to what this Jiebei Taoist said now, it may even be before Taisu, Taiji, or an even older era...

Yang Jian murmured: "Who can kill so many saints..."

"Naturally, he is the enemy of the living world." Taoist Jiebei also sighed a little. "The balance of Tao, life and death, existence and non-existence, endless creatures come from that simple line, and maybe they will eventually return to that simplest line."

Yang Jian:……

Forget it, I don't understand.

"Dare to ask senior, the clouds and mist floating above these mountain passes seem to be a square of heaven and earth..."

"Ah, those," Taoist Jiebei stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the clouds and said with a smile, "That's the ability only saints have."

Yang Jian asked: "What kind of ability?"

"The living beings are unwilling to die. The saints have completed all the sublimation of the living beings and reached the apex of the Tao, but they are still living beings. But all living beings, even if their hearts are dead and silent, they themselves do not want to die."

"These clouds and mist will appear from the moment the sage dies... I also heard from the people here that these clouds and mist exist in an illusory world, which is the last stage of the Saint's Way. They do not exist in the sea of ​​chaos, and are different from the sky and earth in the sea of ​​chaos. It seems that there are only stars."

"The true spirit of the saint roams in it. If one day, the true spirit of the saint finds the way back, they will be able to return in these illusory worlds, and the saint will come alive again."

Taoist Jiebei sighed, "Anyway, I haven't seen any saint come back."

On the side, Yang Jian clenched his hands inexplicably.

Illusory world...

Seeing Yang Jian's frown, Taoist Jiebei smiled and said, "Don't you understand? These are probably the dreams of the saint after his long sleep."

Dreamland... the dreamland of a saint after his long sleep?

Hearing this, Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, a tear dripped from the corner of his eyes inexplicably, and slowly stretched out his tightly clenched fists.

If there is only a world of stars and an illusory world created by a saint after his long sleep, then where did he, Yang Jian, come from?

In the dream of some dead saint?

this……

Yang Jian froze there for a moment, unable to turn around for a long time.

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PS: The concept of the congenital five tai is introduced from Chapter 376. In chapter 376, the arrangement of the congenital five tai is based on the orthodox theory of "Liezi". Taiji is the last stage before the birth of heaven and earth, and Taisu is the penultimate stage. ——In this article, it refers to the five great eras before the prehistoric times.

Later, due to clerical errors and other reasons, I have been writing Taisu as the last era before the prehistoric era, and now I can only go one way to the dark.

Let me state first that the order of the five congenital Tais mentioned in this book is Taiyi, Taichu, Taishi, Taiji, and Taisu.

And change the settings—Pan Gu master broke out from the collapsed Taisu era and opened up a prehistoric world.

I would like to sincerely apologize for the reading troubles caused to the majority of readers. It is because my writing is not rigorous, and I will try my best to avoid such clerical errors in the future.

I hope the readers have a good time reading, and vote for encouragement if you have nothing to do~