"Oh? Let's talk about it!"

"The realm of great success, that is, the realm of a saint, is a very huge division, which is a process of understanding the original mind and achieving the true self. The method of becoming a saint will naturally vary greatly depending on the individual."

Xianling paused and then continued: "The rough division of the ways to achieve saints can be divided into two types. One is to rely on oneself, and the other is to rely on external forces. Relying on external forces is very simple, that is, some special magic weapons, magic tricks and spiritual objects can forcibly elevate the practitioner to the realm of a saint. For example, becoming a saint is to become a saint, such as killing three corpses. There are also many people who rely on their own strength to become a saint, such as proof of the Tao with their own strength, such as shaking the three corpses according to certain different places can also be completed without the help of treasures and completely relying on their own strength. Therefore, the method of becoming a saint is just a rough division, which involves many different cultivation systems."

"What does this have to do with the dead saint? And the law of decay? What's going on?"

Wang Yan frowned slightly, feeling that what Xianling said was probably related to the sympathy of heaven and man mentioned earlier, but he heard this word for the first time, and there was no way to speculate without relevant information.

"Saying so much is actually to tell the master that this dead saint is a sanctified sanctification of heaven and man, and the law of decay is also related to this."

The immortal waved his hand and turned into two bright red apples, stuffed them into Wang Yan's hand, then opened his mouth and bit them, and said in a vague way: "The so-called sympathy between heaven and man means feeling the way of nature and understanding the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. To put it simply, it is necessary to thoroughly master one or more laws, and then it will naturally become a saint. The strong man who becomes saint in this way is the incarnation of the law, completely free from the shackles of the original world. The strong man who becomes saint is bound by the laws. Once he leaves that world, he will be beaten to the prototype and fall out of the realm of the saint."

"The powerful man who is sensual and sanctified by heaven and man has given the life of the law, just like the master's current true energy, containing the will of the master alone. Once this powerful man dies, the power of the law he masters will continue to decline and become like this."

"I see!"

After hearing the immortal spirit's words, Wang Yan finally understood what was going on. These decaying powers belonged to the dead saint. If the saint's body died, his power naturally declined.

"But the identity of this saint should be very unusual. He used to be an existence that could be comparable to the main god, or even stronger than the main god!"

"An existence that is comparable to the main god, even stronger than the main god... Wait, what do you mean is... the main god is a saint's cultivation?"

When Wang Yan heard the words of the immortal spirit, he was stunned. He knew that the main god was very powerful and his cultivation was likely to reach the legendary saint level. But when this words came out of the immortal spirit, he still shocked him.

The realm of saints is the pinnacle of cultivation among the three realms of heaven, earth and man. Only the few existences in the legend can reach this realm.

Wang Yan didn’t know what this saint was, nor did he know why he died, but it should be related to the great disaster in ancient times.

It’s not that Wang Yan really knows what’s going on, but that almost all the peerless powerful people he has seen are related to the great disasters of the ancient times, and none of them are comfortable.

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The more angry, the memory was wiped out, and the bad luck was not left. The stronger Emperor of Heaven looked like that, and it was understandable that this unknown saint was killed.

"What do you mean by saying that this saint is unusual? Why is it said that it may be stronger than the Lord God?"

Thinking of what Xianling said just now, Wang Yan asked in confusion.

"This is not easy to say, but he will never be worse than the main god when he is alive!" said the fairy spirit: "Under normal circumstances, as long as he can fully control the power of a law, he can enter the realm of a saint. However, although the law that permeates the heaven and earth has declined to the extreme, and even collapses completely with a slight touch, I still feel the breath of no less than a hundred laws on it."

"Not less than a hundred laws?"

The words of the fairy spirit shocked Wang Yan even more. As long as you master the power of a law, you can become a saint. But this dead unknown saint actually has no less than a hundred kinds of power of the law?

"Because these powers are too decayed, many of them cannot be distinguished, and the only ones that can be distinguished are more than one hundred. If my inference is correct, this dead saint is likely to have more than 90% of the power of law in the three realms."

"Hold the power of the law of 90%? Could it be that he is the way of heaven? No... impossible..."

This guess was immediately destroyed by Wang Yan as soon as it appeared. The cultivation level of the saint realm mastered more than 90% of the law power in the three realms. Even if this level of cultivation was not as good as the heavenly way before the three realms were broken, it would probably be much worse.

However, in fact, the way of heaven in the main world has broken into countless parts. Although it is very weak and has been in a state of sleep, it has not died.

This saint is dead, and the power of the law that originally belonged to him has declined to the extreme. It is absolutely impossible for it to be the way of heaven.

But if it weren't for the way of heaven, who could have reached such a terrible level?

Wang Yan thought in his heart, but his mind was in a mess and he couldn't find any clues.

"Forget it, let's do it first."

He shook his head helplessly, Wang Yan planned to put these aside first. He didn't need to think about things that he couldn't figure out, because the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, the more he couldn't figure it out, it would be better not to think about it.

Just as Wang Yan was planning to walk around and see if he could meet other practitioners, the prompt sound of the Lord God suddenly rang out of his mind.

"Ding! All the reincarnation teams have arrived, and the mission has officially begun! Given that the environment is too complex, it is difficult for the main god to go too deep, so I specially release the map of the God's Land and related data!"

As the voice of the Lord God ended, a pampered scroll appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the memories related to it were directly input into his mind.

"The Land of Prisoner: the wilderness abandoned by the way of heaven, the land of the fall of saints, while burying these countless opportunities, there are also terrible crises that are indescribable. The Land of Prisonererer has boundless blood river, the path of ascension to the sky, the mist of the gods, the altar of the demon refining, and the forest of the resentful spirit, corresponding to many practice systems. The Land of Prisonererer hides the secrets of the legendary Lingxiao Heavenly Palace and the Wild Temple in the ancient times!"

"Task time limit: one year! The countdown ends and all practitioners teleport to the first floor of the Tower of Heaven! Due to the complex environment of the God-Prisoning Land, the Lord God no longer provides shelter during this period!"

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