After returning to Zhushan and chatting with Lian Shanxue for a while, Jiang Xuan then created a clone.
After feeling the residual information about himself in Tai Cang Realm, Jiang Xuan had an idea and controlled his clone to step out.
My heart turns with the sun and moon, and my body passes between heaven and earth.
With one step of clone, Jiang Xuan suddenly felt a completely different rule of heaven and earth appear around him.
Looking around, he couldn't help but feel a shiver.
"Is this the means to achieve the Dao realm?"
Reaching out his hand to caress the breeze blowing by him, Jiang Xuan still felt a little weird.
Although he knew he could do it through some mysterious induction, when he actually did it, he still lost his mind.
The geese passing by leave behind their voices, and the people passing by leave behind their photos.
Using negligible magic power and relying on the information left by the clone that came to the Tai Cang Realm before, the clone suddenly crossed the endless distance from China to the Tai Cang Realm.
The amount of information contained in it is simply too outrageous.
After being stunned for a moment and looking at the clone that turned into a fish in the lake, Jiang Xuan let out another breath.
"Although I did it, I'm still a little unhappy."
"The feeling of knowing why but not knowing why is not a good feeling."
Jiang Xuan used his Dao Enlightenment Realm ability in advance, as if he was typing on a keyboard.
He knew what words would appear on the display when those keyboards were pressed one after another, but he had no idea about the principle of information code conversion.
For ordinary people, if they don’t know, then they don’t know, as long as they know how to use it.
But he is different.
How can you not know that it is related to your future practice?
Taking a deep breath to suppress the complicated thoughts in his mind, Jiang Xuan then used the pupil technique he had not used for a long time to scan Cangju Lake.
He is still in the Seventh Realm now, and it is too early to think about the Eighth Realm.
One of the current main tasks is to conquer Tai Cang Realm.
As his eyes swept across Cangju Lake, all the information about Cangju Lake appeared in Jiang Xuan's mind.
"Cangju Lake is 800 miles wide at its east-west point and 500 miles north-south. The overall shape is an irregular oval."
"There are 973 species of aquatic animals and plants in the lake, including 3 species of intelligent species, 273 species of fish, and 27 species of shrimp."
"In addition, there are 17 kinds of aquatic spiritual plants, 3 ten thousand-year-old clam beads that can be called heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and 72 kinds of various monsters that have awakened their spiritual wisdom."
"The three intelligent races are the clam girl, the water pony, and the black shell."
"The clam girls are a race formed by enlightening the old clams after they become spirits."
"Is the Wuhu tribe a person who becomes a spirit through screws?"
"Both tribes are ruled by the Water Horse Tribe."
"As for the Water Horse Tribe, they are six-legged, two-winged creatures that live in water, land and air."
"The color of its body can change, or it can simulate the color of its skin according to the environment it is in."
"Also, its wings are like fins in the water, they fit the body on land, and they look like wings in the sky."
"The Shuijiao tribe has more than 300 elders from the Five Realms, nearly 10,000 from the Fourth Realm, and more than a million from the Lower Three Realms."
"Well, it is indeed a small clan. There really are no Six Realm Water Horses."
After constantly combing through information about Cangju Lake, Jiang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the sky.
Then the billowing red dust aura from the Tai Cang Realm fell from the sky and condensed into 336 red threads in Jiang Xuan's hands that could not be noticed by ordinary people.
He casually flicked the condensed red silk towards Cangju Lake.
The next moment, these 336 red dust threads reaching up to the sky were entangled with those five-level water horses.
"The seven emotions are against the seven souls, and the turbid energy is against the three souls."
"The world of mortals is made of silk, and the water pony is a puppet. The silk holds the water pony and turns it into a puppet."
"I will use fate as a guide to make the water horse do what I want."
Recalling the scenes in the Divine Land inheritance, Jiang Xuan flicked his fingers and condensed Taoist texts invisible to ordinary people between heaven and earth.
When Daowen merged into the world, the surface of Cangyun Lake, which was originally windless and waveless, also started to have waves.
This is the Shuijiao tribe living under Cangyun Lake. Following Jiang Xuan's instructions, they are setting up the "Northern Xuanwu Formation" at the bottom of Cangyun Lake.
Of course, from the perspective of the Five Realm ancestors of the Shuijiao Tribe, this was not because of Jiang Xuan's order.
It's because the Shuijiao tribe has a great talent, and after understanding the stars in the sky, they understood the "Northern Xuanwu Formation".
This is the opportunity for the rise of the Water Horse Tribe.
After looking at the busy Shuijiao tribe and feeling the sudden close connection with Tai Cang Realm, Jiang Xuan smiled and then turned his gaze to the white clouds that seemed to be deserted:
"Now that you're here, aren't you ready to show your face?"
As soon as Jiang Xuan finished speaking, a figure with white eyebrows and hair suddenly appeared in the clouds, wearing a green Hanfu with square bamboo embroidered on the corners.
After the figure appeared, he opened his mouth first, but no sound came out.
After realizing his state, he was silent for a moment, and then spoke two words in a hoarse voice:
"China?"
Hearing the word "Shenzhou", Jiang Xuan felt a little surprised in his heart, but there was not even a trace of emotion on his face:
"What China?"
"There seems to be only one human holy city called Shenzhou in our world, right?"
"Senior, are you from China City?"
Hearing what Jiang Xuan said, the old man was a little surprised at first, and then he grinned.
The laughter was soft at first, as gentle as the breeze.
The sound behind it was so loud that it shook the heaven and the earth.
Looking down at the Shuijiao clan who were panicking because of the old man's laughter, Jiang Xuan reluctantly waved his sleeves and robe to block the old man's laughter, and then flicked his fingers.
Then those water ponies seemed to have forgotten the laughter just now, and began to move the water veins in an orderly manner.
Their expressions seemed to be carved from the same mold, giving people an extremely strange feeling.
After noticing Jiang Xuan's movements, the old man finally stopped laughing and then said:
"I forget the world of mortals, cultivate the world of mortals, and bear the fruit of the world of mortals. All the world of mortals in the Tai Cang Realm are under my control."
"Although he has not yet attained enlightenment, if a strong person who has attained the Dao of Mortal Realm does not want to destroy the Tai Cang Realm, then the strength he can exert when he comes to the Tai Cang Realm is no better than me."
"Since my little friend has condensed his Tao seeds, he should be able to get a glimpse of the secrets of the world."
"After condensing the Tao Seed, any other monks in the world who understand the corresponding Tao Seed rules will be sensed by the strong man who has condensed the Tao Seed."
"If I'm not mistaken, my little friend is from the human race, not more than a hundred years old, and has mastered the world of mortals."
"Such talent is unprecedented in the world."
"If you achieve enlightenment in the Tai Cang Realm, it's impossible for me not to notice you."
"But this is the first time we have met."
"In addition, the magical powers you just used are all traces of China, how could I be wrong?"
"Little friend, you are from China, right?"
Seeing the cautiousness in the old man's eyes, Jiang Xuan's thoughts changed for a moment, and finally he shook his head:
"The juniors don't know what the seniors are talking about."
"Hey."
The old man didn't mind Jiang Xuan's rejection and simply formed a set of tables and chairs in the clouds:
"My little friend can't finish what he wants to do in a while, why don't we talk?"
Seeing the old man's appearance, Jiang Xuan thought for a while and sat down on the chair. Then he took out the tea set he brought with him and brewed a pot of Thieving Secret.
It's okay to sit down, but Jiang Xuan doesn't dare to eat what the old man brings out.
Who knows what this old monster is thinking about?
But who knew that the old man had no intention of taking out the food.
He just watched blankly as Jiang Xuan pushed the tea cup in front of him after some operations.
He reached out and carefully picked up the tea cup. Then he lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
When he looked up again, Jiang Xuan clearly saw that his eyes were red.
"It actually made the kid laugh."
"I have condensed the Dao Fruit of the Red Dust, but I can't control my emotions."
"Hey, that's really funny."
After saying this, Wangchen didn't wait for Jiang Xuan to speak, and lowered his head to take another sip of the tea in his hand.
"Huh~"
"How long?"
"Maybe more than three thousand years ago?"
"I haven't drank tea from China for more than three thousand years."
"If I remember correctly, this tea seems to have been picked from the Thief of Heaven?"
As he spoke, he smacked his mouth again:
"Well, maybe we used special techniques to induce it."
After Wangchen finished speaking, Jiang Xuan remained silent.
He even blocked all his emotions and expressions, only showing a smile that never changed.
The old man himself said that he had condensed the Dao Fruit of the Red Dust. How dare Jiang Xuan reveal any thoughts in front of him?
The monk's methods are strange.
By this time Jiang Xuan had already reacted.
The trace of what he heard was not necessarily what the old man said, but what the old man wanted him to understand.
Jiang Xuan can do this.
As long as a syllable is uttered, the target will be confused and the corresponding information will be obtained from the target's mouth.
"So whatever this old man says next, just take it as a joke."
He casually added tea to Wangchen's tea cup, but Wangchen saw that Jiang Xuan had no intention of speaking, so he simply started talking to himself:
"You should know that we, the Taicang people, are not actually native creatures of the Taicang world, right?"
After finishing the sentence, he shook his head again:
"It's not right to say that."
"It should be said that some of the Taicang people are from another world."
"I belong to that group of people."
"We call that world China."
"China is very strong and very big."
"Since the Suiren clan made fire to light up the darkness for the human race, the human race has been the ruling race in China."
Seeing that Jiang Xuan was listening carefully, Wangchuan pointed at Jiang Xuan and then at himself.
"The fate of the human race has lasted for millions of years. Since Emperor Sui, there have been three emperors and five emperors, as well as endless geniuses, all of whom have reached our current state."
"Well, according to the theory, it should be the seventh realm, also known as the Fusion of Dao Realm."
"How many monks were there in the Fusion Dao Realm at that time?"
"It seems like there are more than three thousand."
"Among the more than three thousand Fusion Dao Realm monks, the weak ones are like you, who have just condensed their Dao seeds."
"Strong ones are like Sui Huang and Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. They are all strong men who are close to enlightenment."
"Of course, I was weaker than you at that time. I was only in the Sixth Realm of Enlightenment at that time, and I didn't know that your current name for the realm was different from ours."
Jiang Xuan remained silent when he heard this, with the seemingly sincere but extremely fake smile still on his face.
The old man who called himself Wangchuan didn't mind, and continued speaking in an orderly manner:
"There are so many strong men, thanks to the support of all realms."
"Before the great catastrophe, China controlled three thousand big worlds, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred medium worlds, and the small worlds were useless."
"The big world refers to a world where Fusion Dao Realm monks can display their own strength at will."
"The middle world refers to a world where monks in the Enlightenment Realm can unleash their own strength."
"The small world is the kind of world that can only display the strength of the lower three realms and can be broken by the monks of the sixth realm."
"The Tai Cang Realm we are in is a big world."
"At that time, the human race had lasted for millions of years. Including Cangjie, the sage of the Four Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there were more than twenty people who had touched the threshold of the realm of enlightenment."
"But because the world of China is just a big world and cannot be enlightened, I came up with a plan, a plan called transcendence."
"The gathering of three thousand great realms, 129,600 intermediate realms, and the origin of countless small realms allows China to transcend and become the truly supreme great realm."
"The plan did not unfold very smoothly."
"For example, we didn't expect that the source of the world's transcendence was far more terrifying than we imagined. Although our preparations were adequate, they were still not enough."
"So during that period of time, China brought the flames of war to all the heavens and all the worlds, and all the worlds turned into our supplies."
"Fortunately, the Chinese monks like us are strong enough."
"Self-righteousness is strong."
"After millions of years of fighting, I finally gathered the ingredients for promotion in the world."
"But the day when the world is promoted is also a day that makes us despair."
Having said this, Wangchen clenched his fists loudly, as if he wanted to crush his own bones:
"China has been promoted."
"But before those powerful men could prove their truth, a conspiracy that lasted for millions of years emerged before our eyes."
"We should have been aware of this conspiracy a long time ago."
"That is, since we can turn other worlds into materials, why can't other worlds turn us into materials?"
"On the day when Shenzhou was promoted, a powerful enlightened man who looked like an old farmer came from the sky, holding a sickle and completely cut off the origin of Shenzhou, which had just been promoted to the supreme realm."
"In addition to the origin, he also used that sickle to cut away all the ways of China, causing the world of China to fall into ruins."
After drinking the tea in his hand tremblingly, Wangchen showed a bitter smile on his face:
"It's funny, isn't it?"
"All the powerful ones in the Fusion Realm, as well as the monks in the Enlightenment Realm who are guarding China, and those Chinese monks who are called supreme and terrifying by all the worlds, have all had their origins cut away by a sickle."
"We, the enlightened monks who remain in the outside world, and the young monks who have never been exposed to the Tao are left alone to watch the origin of China being lost and about to disappear completely."
"At that time, I don't know who shouted, 'God gave me my body, and I will return it to God today.'"
"Then countless monks all turned into themselves, turning into a wisp of origin that is insignificant to China, and integrated into the world."
"I don't know how many monks have died, but China has finally regained a trace of its origins."
"And then you should know it too."
"Although a trace of its origin has been restored, China has suffered too much damage. In order to protect itself, Tiandao has sealed everything under its own control, and even moved the world away from its original location. Since then, it is unknown."
"More than a hundred years ago, I sensed through the Dao of Red Dust that the Huan Clan had opened a passage called Shenzhou, and I rushed over immediately."
"I modified their memories so that they would instinctively fear that world, and then subconsciously ignore that world."
"After everything I did, I didn't tell others about it, nor did I explore that world."
"For thousands of years, the Tai Cang Realm has opened a passage to the world called Shenzhou."
"But it only brought me disappointment."
"So now I just want to wait quietly and wait for the people of China to come through the two-realm passage."
After the sound fell, Wangchen looked at Jiang Xuan with a hint of hope:
"So, you are a citizen of China, right?"
Looking at Wang Chen's eyes, Jiang Xuan just smiled, then put away the tea set he put on the table and disappeared directly in front of Wang Chen's eyes.
What Wangchen said was very true, but Jiang Xuan didn't know whether it was true or false.
After all, there is still a lot he hasn't said yet.
For example, what is going on in the Heavenly Demon Realm on the other side of the Two Worlds Passage?
For example, why are there caves and inheritances in China?
For example, if Shenzhou is really so powerful, why does the Miao Jiang inheritance say that Thieving Heaven Gu cannot be tamed.
Also like why he can use some methods that can only be used in the realm of enlightenment.
All in all, Jiang Xuan had many doubts.
So he wasn't going to talk to Wangchen.
Compared to this old monster who has lived for who knows how many years, Jiang Xuan is more willing to decipher it bit by bit.