"Are they the Pure Land Divine Guards?" Yun Che whispered.
These three people did not have armor, but brocade clothes. They were obviously not Knights of the Abyss.
"Yes." Meng Jianxi Chuanyin responded: "They have no right to make decisions. They never leave the Pure Land almost all their lives. They manage everything in the Pure Land. Their status in the eyes of the world is not as good as that of the Knights of the Abyss. However, don't do anything to them because of this.
contempt."
Mystics who fail to pass the Pure Land test and are not qualified to become the Knights of the Abyss will be expelled from the Pure Land. But if they pass the character test, they will have another option besides leaving, which is to stay in the Pure Land and become a Pure Land God.
guard.
If you just become a pure land guardian, you will probably never be able to step out of the pure land again in your lifetime, which is equivalent to giving up your previous life and tying up your future life.
Most of the Pure Land Divine Guards come from here. Once they become Divine Guards, they almost never appear outside the Pure Land, and the world naturally knows very little about them. Their freedom, power, and status are all lower than those of the Abyss Knights.
.
However, Yun Che had known from Hua Caili very early that there was a small group of extremely special divine guardians in the Pure Land.
A divine guardian trained by the four Pure Land priests.
There are eleven people under the True God of the Abyss who are at the pinnacle of the divine realm and the pinnacle of human beings.
Six of them are in the six great divine kingdoms, and the Pure Land occupies only five of them.
Among the five great gods of the Pure Land who are at the peak of their realm, one is the Knight of the Abyss, and the other four are the Divine Guards of the Pure Land.
Under the command of the great priest: Donghuang;
Under the command of Wandao Priest: Win forever;
Under the command of Lingxian Priest: Su Shang;
Under the command of Priest Liuxiao: Yuanying.
Yun Che replied with a sigh: "On the Pure Land, no one dares to look down on even the most humble person."
Even the most ordinary Pure Land Divine Guard is a quasi-knight who has not passed the trial... and to be qualified to participate in the Pure Land Trial, a necessary condition is to enter the realm of divine destruction.
In other words, the cultivation level of the Pure Land Divine Guards is not lower than that of the Divine Destruction Realm, and they are qualified to establish a sect in any land.
This concept alone is scary to think about.
Stepping into the light realm, the world suddenly switches.
At first glance, the feeling of pure land brought to Yun Che was only two words: plain and simple.
It does not have the splendor and splendor that the Emperor's Realm should have, nor does it have the majesty and solemnity naturally shrouded in the Supreme Land. At a glance, even the buildings are extremely sparse, but instead there are all kinds of green trees and flowers everywhere.
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All the breath here is extremely gentle, and there is no restlessness or anxiety coming from the living beings. The light here is even more gentle, as if it can be reflected in the heart, enough to easily soothe all negative emotions.
Yun Che looked around and clearly felt that everyone's breathing was slowing down unconsciously. The young disciples were surprised and exclaimed, and they all looked intoxicated.
Because this is a pure land, a world completely free of abyssal dust, and a fantasy realm where abyssal creatures have endless admiration and endless yearning.
Meng Jianxi took a long breath, exhaled a long breath, and then let out an uncontrollable sigh: "Although this is not the first time I have arrived, I still feel like I have stepped into a fairyland... There is no sense of Yuan Chen at all.
World."
"I heard that in the 'Eternal Pure Land', there is no trace of abyss in the entire huge world. I can't imagine what a beautiful world it must be."
"Living in such a world, no living thing needs to worry about the invasion of Yuan Chen at any time. All trees grow naturally, all beasts run freely, countless races are derived in it, and even a newborn baby can cry wantonly...
…In that kind of world, living creatures would definitely be at a level of peace that we cannot imagine. There would be no fear, struggle, or crying. Even evil thoughts would be purified and soothed, and there would be no cruel fighting or killing.”
Yun Che remained silent.
Meng Jianxi continued: "In this Pure Land audience, Emperor Yuan is likely to talk about the eternal Pure Land. What are your expectations, Brother Yuan?"
Yun Che's face showed longing: "Who wouldn't yearn for a world without Yuan Chen?"
"It will come true."
The Mengkong Cicada in front suddenly said faintly: "The land that was once a fantasy land is now within reach. Perhaps, in just a few decades, you will be able to stand on that eternal pure land in person and live in it.
There we will re-open and continue the future world where we dream, hahahaha.”
Amidst Meng Kong Chan's loud laughter, Yun Che and Meng Jian Xi had the same expression, but they had completely different emotions.
At this time, Yun Che's expression suddenly froze, and his steps were frozen there.
"Brother Yuan, what's wrong?" Meng Jianxi stopped and asked.
"...It's okay." Yun Che shook his head with a calm expression: "I was in a trance just now for no reason."
Meng Jianxi said clearly: "This is normal. Once you are used to the existence of Yuan Chen, your cognition will be turbulent when you first enter a world without Yuan Chen. When I first entered the Pure Land, I also fell into a trance several times."
When a mysterious person from the abyss steps into the pure land, he or she is like a fish suddenly entering a clear spring from the stinking mire that it has long been accustomed to. It will indeed have a huge impact on cognition.
However, putting aside the level of the aura of heaven and earth, the pure land that the Abyssal Mystic sees as a fairyland is nothing more than an ordinary world in Yun Che's perception.
Just now, a spiritual consciousness enveloped him.
At that moment, his five senses seemed to be sinking into the endless sea, with no idea of where he came from, where he was going, and no end in sight.
That mere consciousness seems to be enough to overwhelm the world and swallow up all the worlds.
That spiritual consciousness stayed on him for a moment, but it made Yun Che feel as if he had experienced a long life.
"Just now...that was?" Li Suo's voice was extremely soft, carrying the deepest and heaviest worry since she woke up.
When she asked the question, she already knew the answer.
"He found me." Yun Che was very calm, no matter his tone or mood.
"Have you...really already thought about how to face him?" Li Suo asked, every word filled with worries that could not be relieved.
"Well, don't worry."
Yun Che's voice was light and his heart was calm. He was speaking to Li Suo, and more importantly to himself.
A stinging pain came from the depths of the soul sea and gradually intensified.
They are the last two memory fragments from the evil god Ni Xuan.
They were actually triggered and shattered when touched by "his" presence.
And this tingling feeling also told Yun Che that the emotional fluctuations carried by this last fragment of memory were far greater than those before.
The Pure Land Divine Guard led them to a courtyard. The furnishings were extremely simple, without any elegant things that should be used to entertain guests. There were only dozens of profound formations for meditation. The most eye-catching ones were still green trees and flowers.
However, among the noble people of the Kingdom of God, no one dared to reach out and touch the flowers and trees here, as if they were afraid of blasphemy.
The Pure Land Divine Guard said warmly: "It's still early, so I would like to ask Lord Wumeng and all the distinguished guests to rest here for a while. If the time comes, Emperor Yuan will have his own call. In addition, the Pure Land is strictly divided and there are many forbidden areas, so I would like to invite you all
Distinguished guests, please do not move around freely."
"Yes." Mengkong Chan nodded: "Have all the other divine kingdoms arrived?"
Pure Land Divine Guard said: "We have reached the Kingdom of God now, only Dreamweaver and Zhetian are the only ones left. Guests from the other four Divine Kingdoms and the Dragon Clan are still on the way."
The Pure Land Divine Guards left, leaving no attendants behind.
However, no one will think that Pure Land is disrespectful.
The stinging pain in Yun Che's soul sea became more and more intense, and he took advantage of the situation to manifest this uneasy feeling on his facial features.
Mengkong Chan had already noticed it and said with concern: "When you first enter the Pure Land, it will be easy to feel uneasy, especially if your cultivation level is still shallow. If it is unbearable, just concentrate and meditate for a while to adapt to the atmosphere of the world here."
"Okay." Yun Che responded obediently, and then said in a low voice: "If Caili comes, please ask the deity to cover up a little."
"Oh?" Meng Kongchan looked surprised, then laughed loudly and said: "He is a stubborn boy after all. He really doesn't want to show any weakness to the person he likes. Don't worry, I will protect you for my father."
Yun Che said no more, quickly came to a mysterious formation and sat down, then unfolded the isolation barrier and allowed his consciousness to sink into the fragments of memory that had just been shattered.
…
The vast world is filled with storms of disaster.
The sky is dislocating, the earth is trembling, and countless cracks will burst open in space every moment, as if there are countless lightning bolts rushing wildly between the sky and the earth.
Even though an era was too far away, Yun Che could still tell from the unique gray-white color of the sky that this was the world of the Taichu God Realm.
But what appeared in the divine realm of Taichu was an ancient disaster that ordinary people could not even imagine.
Ni Xuan's long hair was disheveled, and his originally handsome face was now gray and covered with overlapping horrific scars. And his coat looked like it had just been fished out of a pool of blood, stained with blood.
His upper body moved slowly, and the movement to get up was as difficult as a withered old man. But immediately, he knelt down heavily on the ground again, and the blood of the God of Creation dripped crazily from the countless wounds on his body, soaking the Taichu earth under his feet.
He is the Elemental Creation God, the supreme being in the world. No one can imagine...even he himself has never thought that one day he would be so injured, embarrassed, and in pain.
In front of him was a tall man dressed in gold.
His facial features give people an extremely clear sense of sword carving.
At the first glance of his face, the word "upright" will appear in people's hearts.
It seems that before this face, no laws can be violated, no rules can be trampled, no mistakes can be forgiven, and no sins can exist.
He is the head of the four creation gods and the most supreme being in the world:
The God-killing Emperor——Mo'e.
In his hand, he held a broad sword. The sword was the color of bronze. The body of the sword was ordinary, blunt and without brilliance, and there was no sword pressure. Even if it fell into the mortal world, it was also a mortal world mysterious person.
No one will look at Fan Tie sideways.
However, it has a shocking name.
The Heaven-Slaying Ancestor Sword.
The first among the seven Xuantian treasures, the first sword in the age of chaos, and the ancestor of all the weapons of chaos in the world.
Holding the sword of his ancestors, he stood quietly between heaven and earth. Even if the sky fell and the earth fell, and the storm filled the world, he remained as majestic and motionless as a mountain holding up the sky.
He looked indifferently at the blood-stained Elemental Creation God Ni Xuan, and his expression never changed even for a moment.
"In order to defeat me, you did not hesitate to use the power of the ancestral sword for the second time."
Ni Xuan's voice was so dry that people couldn't believe it was the voice of the God of Creation: "Is this also for the so-called 'right path' in your heart?"
The power of the ancestor's sword is that if a mortal uses it, he will die instantly; if a true god uses it, his lifespan will be reduced by 90%.
Even if one is as strong as the God of Creation and activates the power of the ancestor's sword, it will still cost 30% of one's lifespan.
This is the second time he has used the Ancestral Sword, and his lifespan has been greatly reduced by 60%.
But he didn't hesitate, let alone regret.
He couldn't understand Mo E's obsession.
Just like he couldn't understand why he had to kill Su Su.
That is obviously his most beloved son! He is his Heaven-Slaying Prince, the inheritor of his chosen strength and will.
Even if Mo Su violated a taboo, he would not be punished by death... let alone be executed by his own hands.
"You killed Mo Su, harmed Jie Yuan, and kidnapped my daughter... Now, it's my turn."
Ni Xuan smiled miserably, with a hopeless look on his defeated face: "Let's do it."
Mo'e spoke, his voice as calm as the smoke in the clouds: "Although I hate you, I have no reason to kill you."
"Ha!" Ni Xuan chuckled: "Anyone who goes against your 'righteous way', even your biological son who you have devoted all your love and hope to, can be executed with your own hands without any qualms, let alone someone like me who goes against you.
"
The storm blew up some strands of Mo E's long hair and hit his face, stirring up some deep sadness.
Mo E did not raise his sword, and there was no aura emanating from his body.
After a long time, he spoke slowly, but in a tone that was completely unfamiliar to Ni Xuan: "Ni Xuan, do you know how much I have always envied you."
Ni Xuan: "...?"
"The name given to you by the ancestor god contains the word 'reverse', and the character given to you is so free and unrestrained. You never want to be bound by any existing rules, and you go against the rules again and again, changing the things that are in you
It seems rigid, ridiculous, unfair, wrong rules and status quo."
"The world needs a creator god like you. Because of the evolution of the world and the changes of the times, we need to constantly change. We need to break the old rules again and again, and get rid of the filth and shackles of each era."
"The world has gone through countless revisions and changes from a desolate nothingness to the current prosperity of all spirits and worlds."
Ni Xuan looked at Mo E, maybe he couldn't believe that these words came from Mo E's mouth.
"The world needs someone to keep changing." Mo E also looked at Ni Xuan: "But also, it needs someone to stick to it."
"So," Ni Xuan said in a deep voice: "Gods and demons cannot be tolerated, that is, you must stick to the rule and never allow any touch? Even if it is Mosu, even if it is the Creator God and the Demon Emperor, even if you want to lose your longevity so much
, it must also be eradicated!?”
Compared to Ni Xuan's sadness, anger, sorrow, and confusion... there was always no wave in Mo E's eyes, like stagnant water.
Or, it's extremely sad but without sadness.
He said: "The world is divided into birth and death, life is divided into yin and yang, yin and yang are balanced, and all worlds are peaceful."
"The creation of the world by our ancestors is based on 'balance' and begins with balance. Without balance, people will stagger, and the world without balance will inevitably collapse."
"So, at the beginning of the world, there were four creation gods and four demon emperors, not eight creation gods or eight demon emperors."
God Emperor Zhutian had no expression on his face, and spoke words that he had never said before, almost numbly.
"From ancient times to the present, the two races of gods and demons have been the supreme beings in this world, and can easily determine the fate of all heavens and worlds. The slightest misfortune of gods and demons is a natural disaster that will destroy all worlds."
"The two tribes of gods and demons are each arrogant and repel each other, forming a long-standing balance. Everything in this world is changeable, but this balance cannot be...touched...hurt."
The disaster gradually subsided, and the roar of space also slowed down. Between heaven and earth, only the souls of the two creation gods shook the world.
Ni Xuan's voice pushed the storm towards the end: "You only know how to repel and control each other. But fusion, isn't it another better kind of balance?"
"You are right. Fusion may be a better balance."
Mo'e, who was always stubborn in Ni Xuan's cognition, actually gave him an echo of approval.
"However, any major changes should start with trivial temptations, let alone such a conflict between two races that involves the safety of the world."
"It could be mortals from the world created by gods and demons, or it could be gods and demons from the final plane... But it can't be you Ni Xuan, it can't be the Heaven Smiting Demon Emperor, and it can't be... I, Mo E.
Son!"
Ni Xuan's pupils paused briefly.
He noticed that his heart and soul were actually being touched by it.
"Even so..." The short four words showed that he did not completely reject Mo's words: "Why do you have to be so cruel to Mo Su and yourself!"
Mo E finally made a move. He raised his arms and slowly laid the Heaven-Destroying Ancestral Sword hanging on the ground in front of him.
"The Four Creation Gods and the Four Demon Emperors are creatures on the highest plane in the world, but they do not possess the power of the highest plane."
"The ultimate power of the world is contained in the Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword and the Evil Infant's Wheel of Ten Thousand Tribulations."
"Ni Xuan," he whispered the name of the Elemental Creation God, without sorrow or hatred, without resentment or injury: "Do you know why they, who have the power of the extreme, were given the power of 'Death to Heaven' and 'Wan Jie'?"