The ancient times have come to an end, and the unparalleled spirit has come to an end.
Fuxi was born from the sky and became the first great emperor in the human world. He ruled over the eight wastelands and six places, overlooking the nine heavens and ten earth.
Both his achievements and his level of cultivation are astonishing.
Fuxi was emperor for the fourth generation, and he never killed himself. He suppressed the human world for more than 100,000 years. He was truly worthy of the teachings of the Immortal Emperor. At the time of the rise of this great age, he established an immortal monument for future generations.
It's a pity that, except for the immortal emperor who is the only one in the world, there are no eternal legends in this world. No matter how outstanding a person is, he will eventually come to an end.
The greatest prosperity must inevitably decline, this is the immortal truth of the Tao.
In the later years of his fourth life, when he thought that Emperor Fuxi's glorious life was about to come to an end, a shocking change occurred.
The whole universe was shaking, and thousands of people were wailing. It was like the earth was shattering. Countless fairy lights spewed out, and crystal petals spread all over the human world, as if they were about to fly away from the mortal world.
Finally, news came out from the restricted area of life.
Emperor Fuxi did not pass away, but he also did not live out his fifth life.
His combat prowess was astonishing. He actually broke through the barrier of the human world at the wrong time and opened up a path to the fairyland.
Although many quasi-emperors in the human world had already had a premonition, when the news was confirmed that the restricted area existed, the most powerful quasi-emperors could not help but sigh:
"Emperor Fuxi has unparalleled courage. Sure enough, he did not choose to kill himself!"
"The journey to becoming an immortal ended in the most glorious and glorious way, leaving endless legends for future generations. This is the best ending for the Great Emperor."
Obviously, none of the quasi-emperors thought that he could successfully enter the Immortal Realm. But no matter what, Emperor Fuxi's magnificent achievements over the past 100,000 years have already left a mark in the ancient history of spiritual practice.
Compared with the ordinary supreme beings, Fuxi is slightly different. He and Nuwa are the two supreme ancestral gods respected by all the heavens and all races, uniting the faith of all races like a sea.
Even though Fuxi has passed away now, his power of thought in the mortal world is still there. And in the world, his immortal achievements are still passed down.
Time flies by, and years are ruthless.
No matter how closely the connection between Fuxi's Way and the Ten Thousand Heavenly Hearts in the human world is, everything will change under the erosion of time.
Twenty thousand years have passed, countless civilizations in the world have been destroyed, and dynasties have changed. Even in the world of spiritual practice, it is enough to cause a glorious inheritance to turn from prosperity to decline.
Emperor Fuxi's Dao marks are about to disappear, and there are already signs that a new emperor will be born in this world.
Unparalleled geniuses are born among all the races in the world, heroes emerge from generation to generation, and more than one powerful quasi-emperor has appeared in the capital.
However, countless Supreme Emperors have achieved enlightenment, and there are records in many ancient historical books. The appearance of the quasi-emperor is just a precursor to the emergence of enlightened persons in this life.
Sure enough, after thousands of years, the emperor stars gradually rose, their brilliance shining on the nine heavens and ten earths, hoping to leave their own glory in the ancient history of spiritual practice.
In this life, the only ancient road has already been opened.
I don't know how many talented and talented people in this region have embarked on this most cruel trial, bathed in blood and fire, and forged their own invincible foundation.
The fighting on the only ancient road was really fierce, with heroes vying for the throne and hundreds of rivalries vying for victory. Some people had even traveled the entire ancient road and arrived at the last nine passes.
It's a pity that the nine most important and magical gates, which are said to have been cast by the Immortal Emperor himself, remain unchanged.
Seeing this situation, many of the most powerful quasi-emperors agreed that the real protagonist of this life has not yet appeared. Therefore, the final trial has not yet begun.
Compared with the fierce battle on the only ancient road, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths seemed extremely desolate, peaceful and peaceful.
In all the ancient star fields, all the talented heroes who aspire to fight for imperial power have all embarked on the journey of the only ancient road.
It is precisely because of this that these "arrogant" geniuses avoid fighting in the universe, which invisibly reduces countless unnecessary casualties.
The universe is vast and there are countless galaxies. Although coldness and deathly silence are the norm, if we only measure it in terms of quantity, the number of ancient stars and origins of life is definitely comparable to the number of sands in the Ganges.
Even a Supreme Being can hardly say that he has traveled to every corner of the human world and understood all the secrets of the world.
A majestic ancient star is fixed in the void, surrounded by three smaller life stars. This arrangement is mysterious even among many sources of life.
Eternity is the name of this ancient star.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the world, the bloody battles of geniuses and heroes, and the quasi-emperors and great sages in all the worlds, waiting eagerly for the new emperor to become enlightened, this ancient source star seems to lack a sense of participation.
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Because, even in such a glorious world, no great saint has been born in the entire eternity. The strongest person on the planet today is a saint king, and there are very few saints and above.
As for the outstanding talents who were born on this planet, they have naturally set foot on the only ancient road, but they have not caused any waves.
At this moment, in a corner of the Eternal Prime, majestic and majestic mountains stretch for countless thousands of miles, with divine peaks standing tall and towering into the green underworld.
Ancient trees are towering, exotic flowers and grasses are in bloom, and rare birds and animals shuttle among them.
The chaotic mist fills the air, and the rosy light is steaming. If there are monks who are above the level of Dao Zhan passing by this place, they can even hear the roar of the avenue that seems to have come from the beginning of the world.
"stop!"
Rays of immortal light flew across the sky, and among them were a group of energetic young monks, all of whom sank into the core of the immortal land here, the most mysterious divine peak where immortal Taoism flows.
This is the dojo of a famous ancient sage. Today, the sect's ancestral sage is out of seclusion and is going to give a lecture.
It is rare to see a saint. This is a rare opportunity that has been rare for many years. Naturally, his disciples were very excited and arrived at the sacred peak early, fearing that they would miss it.
At this moment, in the middle of the mountain, on the white jade dojo opened by someone with supreme magic power, all the disciples were seated, except for the futon at the top which was empty.
This small chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Beside the futon, a middle-aged man with Taoist charm flowing around him, who was not angry and proud, looked around, his brows could not help but frown slightly, and he said in a deep voice:
"Where's Dao Yan? Why hasn't he come yet?"
The majestic and majestic voice spread throughout the square in an instant, and all the disciples who had been having a heated discussion immediately fell silent.
Overwhelmed by the middle-aged man's power, there was silence for a moment.
Seeing that the middle-aged man's face was getting worse and worse, a disciple stepped forward and said cautiously:
"He came back from the mountains a few months ago, and then he got into the Herb Garden. Now he has occupied the entire alchemy room by himself, and has put a seal on it to prevent others from disturbing him——"
Before the disciple finished speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes were already splitting, and he was obviously very angry:
"You bastard! The founder dares to preach without restraint. He is really lawless!"
Feeling the middle-aged man's anger, many disciples in the crowd were gloating about his misfortune, obviously waiting to see the joke of the disciple named Dao Yan.
"Since the elixir refining is delayed, you can just go and summon him. Why do you need to be angry?"
Suddenly, a peaceful and indifferent voice came from behind. The middle-aged man turned around quickly and said respectfully:
"I've met Master."
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples below were panicked and quickly kowtowed:
"Meet the Patriarch—"
"Get up."
Along with the words like a spring breeze, a soft Taoist force lifted everyone up.
Looking up, I saw an ordinary-looking old man with white beard and hair sitting cross-legged on the futon.
There is an extremely mysterious aura flowing around his body, intertwined with the divine traces of the avenue, and he is undoubtedly a saint with advanced cultivation.
"The time has not yet come. I'll take a nap for you. You can go ahead." The ancient sage was quite easy-going. After giving these instructions, he closed his eyes slightly and said no more.
The middle-aged man took the order and left, but he made up his mind that this time he would teach that little bastard who was not doing his job properly!