The straw boat can travel on the water surface according to the push of flowing water and wooden rafts. The bird relies on its wings to flap up and down, instigating the airflow in the air and generating huge downward pressure resistance, thereby lifting itself into the air. The ship made of steel is based on the force between two forces.
The balance floats on the water, and the propeller converts huge power into propulsion, so that the steel ship can break through the waves. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test
Wooden beams, wings, propellers... power is the source of all power!
To propel a straw boat, only flowing water and small oars are needed, and birds can only rise into the air by relying on their palm-sized wings. As for steel warships weighing hundreds of tons, a huge amount of steam power and nuclear energy are needed.
power.
And the treasure raft.
A treasure raft that travels through the boundless black tide——
it.
It is enough for a small world to be the mother embryo, and dozens of immortals have worked hard and spent countless years of hard work to create it from scratch, bit by bit! It is the most outstanding and noble person of Ming Liangtian so far.
Creation!
It has protected countless saints in the thirteen realms, and by the way, it has also protected hundreds of millions of living beings in the world. It sails in the boundless black tide, stubbornly resisting the erosion and corruption of the black tide, day after day, endlessly.
The fundamental force that propels this ship of the world and makes it move comes from the true nature of immortals, Buddhas, and immortals!
In the beginning, when this world ship was just born, the saints worked together to forge the heart of the furnace. They used precious fairy gold of various colors and Taoist principles to create chains that absorbed divinity.
The saints entered the heart of the furnace one by one in order, allowing the chains to absorb their precious divinity, thereby promoting the navigation of the treasure raft.
Day after day, year after year.
As time goes by, conflicts inevitably arise.
I don't know when a secret rift developed between these Ming Liangtian saints.
They are noble immortals, but not immortals. As the chains are drawn and the treasure raft sails, what comes with all this is the slow but irreversible decline of the saints.
finally.
Under suspicion and fear, a fierce internal fight that almost overturned Xiao Ming and Liang Tian and destroyed the Thirteen Realms completely broke out.
From the lowest Light Realm to the uppermost Ascending Realm, the sacred blood flows through almost every inch of the void, and this vigorous struggle finally ends with the union of the True Oath King's decree and the Three Supreme Beings.
The gods headed by Chongxu, Yuangong, and Huiju made a dangerous attack and luckily borrowed the power of the True Oath King to win the final victory in this civil strife, reestablish the order of heaven and earth, and become the leader of the Thirteen Domains.
New owner.
The magic power is no match for the number of days.
The leader of the defeated, the Great Sage Huntian, who was revered as the number one demon god in Ming Liangtian, was imprisoned in the heart of the furnace, and along with his arrangements, were absorbed into fly ash by the chains, and were completely destroyed.
This civil strife almost destroyed the Thirteen Realms and the world of the human world, and even interfered with the navigation of the treasure raft, causing the world ship to almost be completely lost in the boundless black tide, unable to find the other side.
The three arrivals who have reestablished the order of heaven and earth are the new masters of the Thirteen Domains. They understand that the remaining divinity in the heart of the furnace will eventually burn out, and the seeds of suspicion have been sown and sown deeply. Among the surviving gods and Buddhas, no one will
Are you willing to enter the heart of the furnace again and let the chains absorb them.
In the Kuroshio, weakness often means death.
Not far after that, another massive Confucian attack broke out in the human world. Li Kuang, who had cultivated at the ninth level of martial arts and was revered as Master, was immortal. His fighting power even made the three supreme beings.
The three Qi gods of Yuan Gong were amazed by it and became their old enemies.
Civil strife in the Thirteen Domains. Confucianism attacks the sky.
Continuous blows have exhausted the gods. After signing an oath with the Master, the gods and Buddhas of the thirteen realms completely retired and separated from the human world.
In order to cope with the divinity that was about to burn out in the heart of the furnace, and to prevent the treasure raft from sinking, the gods and Buddhas headed by the Three Sovereigns finally created the creation they desired after hundreds of years of trying.
New God.
The new god is short-lived and fragile, but possesses the same true nature as the immortal.
The ecstatic saints named the new god "Log". These short-lived and fragile existences were born in the void one by one and died in the heart of the furnace. Relying on "Log", the flames in the heart of the furnace continued to burn.
The boat's channel is also heading towards the other side of the True Sworn King, step by step, getting closer and closer.
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now.
"Are you awake?"
The female fairy raised her head in confusion. The young god who was wrapped in chains in front of her and had been bowing her head in silence now quietly opened her eyes and stared at herself.
His eyes are extremely calm, without sadness or joy, embracing all things, like the sky, an indifferent and majestic sky.
The chain like a blood-sucking leech stopped sucking and made no sound. From the ascending domain to the light domain, all activities were frozen, as if a big hand gently pressed the pause button from a high place, and the flow of the river flowed in
At this moment, it was completely still.
"A crude ship, a ridiculous furnace."
Bai Shu lowered his eyes tiredly. He moved his body, and the chains made a sound like the world was falling:
"Did you just rely on self-immolation to survive until now in the reincarnation?"
The slightly smiling voice jolted the female fairy awake. She raised her head, looked at the god who was burned by the light and silence, and took a step forward blankly.
"I, I..."
The fairy wanted to say something, but when she finished speaking, she suddenly became incoherent.
"Moths are always attracted to light. It's not like it, Lingwei, it's just their instinct." The brief silence was broken, and as he lowered his eyes, the still Shihe began to slowly revive again: "This is the last time I give you.
Advice."
"For her, a log?" The female fairy lowered her head and laughed at herself: "For you, I am actually willing to do anything."
"She's not a log."
The deadlock of time completely collapsed, the furnace roared, and the sucking of the chains began again. In the center like a group of snakes, the voice came for the last time:
"Thank you for coming to see me, Lingwei, but now it's time to say goodbye."
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In the light, countless monks, nuns, upasakas, celestial beings, garudas, and residents prostrate themselves and chanted, worshiping the ancient Buddha who broke through the serious face.
"What's going on?!"
King Buddha of Wisdom Torch Baoguang frowned fiercely, he stretched out his left palm flatly, the palm split open, and a heavenly eye jumped out, its eyes illuminated the thirteen realms.
Nothing different at all.
The heart of the furnace was still operating normally, and the young god whose true nature was absorbed by the heart of the furnace also fell into a deep sleep as usual due to weakness.
"No matter what tricks you try, it's all useless!"
Keeping the strangeness just now firmly in mind, King Buddha Huiju Baoguang was silent for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed:
"I'm just like a log. Once I'm in a cage, how can I still break free? No matter who you are, you can't even think of breaking free from my five-finger mountain, Old Buddha!"
