For hundreds of years in this world, ordinary people have experienced birth, old age, illness and death, and have lived a stable and peaceful life.
But for practitioners, it is just a fleeting moment.
Feixianxing, in Tianzun Ancient Cave.
The figure sitting upright in the fairy source, with eyebrows twitching, a pair of Taoist charms flowing, and mysterious and simple eyes slowly opened, it was Zhou Luo.
After realizing that a hundred years had passed unknowingly, Zhou Luo felt dazed for a while and then sighed.
Although I have never forgotten the past, I am indeed high in the clouds now, overlooking the rolling dust of the world and remaining unmoved.
Putting aside the feeling of loss, Zhou Luo looked outside the fairy source - in the chaotic and hazy small world, three dark ancient wells were looming.
After re-establishing the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation, Zhou Luo ordered the Purple Myrtle Emperor Divine Flower to still stay in Gouchen and was not allowed to leave unless necessary, so he returned to Feixianxing.
Of course, what came back with him were the three ancient wells that were temporarily suppressed in the Golden Bridge on the other side and contained the Holy Spirit of Dzogchen.
After a hundred years of enlightenment, I am not only comprehending the formation patterns left by Lingbao Tianzun, but also testing the Holy Spirit sealed in them.
Now, he was finally confident that he would open the seal of an ancient well today.
Zhou Luo's body sat upright in the fairy source, beckoning, and an ancient well flew out from the golden bridge on the other side and landed steadily in front of him.
The dark demonic energy lingered, which was slightly lighter than the other two wells. Zhou Luo suspected that the Holy Spirit sealed in it was on the verge of transformation, which was why he chose this ancient well.
Zhou Luo raised his hands, sketched mysterious traces in the void, composed words and moved secretly, and countless divine patterns appeared around the ancient well.
It was inscribed by Lingbao Tianzun himself and comes from the same source.
With the Supreme Divine Mind surging, there was no suspense for beings of the same level to take action. Besides, Zhou Luo already had a lot of understanding of Lingbao Tianzun's formation patterns.
As the traces of the gods disappeared one after another, the powerful aura spread, almost threatening to burst the Immortal Cave apart.
However, this place has been laid out by Daofu Tianzun for many years. There are countless complete ancient formations of Tianzun, which instantly eliminated this fluctuation.
Similar to the power of the soul to transform into Tao, although it is strong, it is difficult to last.
really.
Zhou Luo showed a look of understanding.
While he was proud of his divination skills, Zhou Luo was also worried about whether there would be any good things left.
Light rain flew down, accompanied by the falling of holy petals and light feathers. It was crystal clear, dreamy and blurry, and the dark ancient well immediately collapsed.
The Holy Spirit, who was the creation of heaven and earth and was born for millions of years, just vanished into nothing.
Zhou Luo didn't care about the life or death of the Holy Spirit. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of innate essence, blowing away the light rain.
The mist dispersed, and a flawless Taoist bead hung in the air.
The material is neither gold nor jade. There is a young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on it, enlightening the Tao. The pattern is as if it were made in heaven.
Zhou Luo looked at this Taoist bead in surprise.
This thing looks a bit familiar, doesn’t it?
With a thought, Zhou Luo raised his hand and took out an object from the void. It was the Dao Bead obtained from the Lingbao Immortal Platform under the Ancient Star of Heavenly Arms.
When the two met, the Taoist patterns on them flickered, echoing each other, and a buzzing sound sounded, but in the blink of an eye it calmed down as before.
Could it be that there is something missing?
Seeing that no matter how hard he tried, there was no response, Zhou Luo had no choice but to give up. He had a premonition that these two beads would be of great use.
He couldn't wait to taste the legendary Four Swords of Zhu Xian.
Just when he was imagining the sweet dream of having an immortal treasure in his hand, a desolate and powerful horn sounded.
"Woo——"
Not just Zhou Luo, not just Feixian, the entire universe heard the sound of the horn.
Like a vast ocean, it swept up, tore apart the sky, and spread to the world.
In the forbidden areas of various ancient traditions, the decayed figure opened its eyes and trembled:
"It's...Emperor! Is Heaven...going to start a war again?"
Feelings of uneasiness spread from major ancient religions, and some new students humbly asked:
"Dare I ask my ancestor, has the Emperor ever blown the horn?"
The quasi-emperor ancestor closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the horn. He was silent for a long time before slowly sighing, his tone full of awe and horror:
"The last time I heard the war horn was when the Emperor attacked the Kunlun Fairy Mountain...it is said that he also harvested the horn of the ancient Lord and refined it."
"What!?"
When the news came out that Heaven might be sending troops again, the universe was in an uproar and all realms were in uproar.
Especially those major forces that have been openly and covertly confronting Heaven in recent years are trembling with fear, fearing that when they open their eyes, Heaven's cavalry will appear in the outer realm of their ancient planet.
However, the Divine Lord of Heaven soon came forward to comfort him, saying that Heaven was not sending troops, but that the Emperor was just calling his old friends with his trumpet.
It turns out that we are not going to send troops.
While many great teachers breathed a sigh of relief, they were shocked deep in their hearts.
What kind of existence needs the emperor to welcome it so respectfully?
Just when everyone was speculating.
The ancient star Ziwei, over the East China Sea.
The divine chains of law and order are intertwined, and the great avenue of heaven and earth seems to be felt. Countless divine thunders suddenly sound, the sky cracks, chaos energy surges, and a green gold chariot slowly drives out.
At the same time, the tablets of the Heavenly Lord enshrined in countless Taoist temples in this small country on earth were turned into powder in an instant.