"With my level of cultivation, intercepting seven colors is the limit. Intercepting nine colors is not possible at all."
"Once it touches it, it will definitely be destroyed. Even if my way goes against heaven, I can't compete with it."
When the white-haired man spoke again, he appeared under a stone pavilion. When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with stars.
The white-haired man looked at the stars in the sky, feeling the cool mountain breeze, and another smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Thirty-five years ago, I traveled around the world and finally found the realm of the origin of thunder. I was able to enter the source realm safely and unscathed, thanks to the aura on my body."
The breath of a man is not the will of death. But for some beings, it is more frightening than the most terrifying monster in the world.
"The origin spirit may have been in the last great world. Therefore, when I first entered the thunder source world, I noticed the ups and downs of the mind of an existence."
"That means fear. It seems that the emperor's strength, even after a great era has faded and an era has risen again, cannot heal the fear of the emperor in the hearts of those beings."
Because their strength was far weaker than that of the emperor, but they were able to live another life, they firmly believed that the emperor might not have completely died. Instead, he had used other means to survive again.
The emperor has lived eight great lives, and it may not be impossible to continue another great life.
Therefore, when the inspiration from the origin of that world was inspired by the white-haired man, he felt fear in his heart and did not dare to take action for a long time.
Because he followed the same path as the emperor, the same rebellion!
"Brother, you finally woke up."
At this moment, a clear bell-like sound came into the ears of the white-haired man.
The white-haired man held a white light strand in his hand and looked up with a deep smile.
"Yao Yao." The white-haired man smiled softly. A gust of wind blew away the traces of ink on his half body. The evil intention was gone. All that was left was a comfortable charm.
The person in front of her was a woman, dressed in a yellow dress, but as white as snow. Between her smiles were her beautiful eyes, which were bright and clear, as if there was an aura that was as bright as the moon, secretly escaping from her eyes.
This woman is naturally very beautiful, her lips are not reddish, and her face is beautiful without makeup.
"Hmph! If Auntie Qiao hadn't told me that my eldest brother was wandering away, he would definitely come back. I thought you didn't want me anymore. Now that you're back, I won't care about you. You must put all the things you have done for more than thirty years to
Make up for me with all your time."
The woman is tall and graceful, but her words still reveal the character of a child.
"After all, I have the background of my predecessor. In just over thirty years, I have entered the middle stage of transcending the tribulation from the realm of integration." The white-haired man looked at the woman carefully and murmured.
Then, the white-haired man still smiled and nodded: "Okay! Whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you. Even if it covers the entire Shanling Star."
"Seriously?" The woman in yellow swallowed, and the joy on her face became even stronger.
The white-haired man stretched out his left hand and flicked the woman's forehead, saying, "Can you tell when did the words I said never count?"
The woman stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "I know that my eldest brother is the best to me in the world! I will tell Aunt Qiao that you are back. Just go and prepare delicious food for me."
Just as the woman was about to turn around, she was pinned down by a hand and unable to move forward.
"Big brother?" The woman did not frown, but thought of something, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Could it be that you traveled around the world, found something good, and brought it to me?"
The white-haired man nodded and said, "Yes, I have something to give you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired man reached out and struck the white light strand in his right hand into the forehead of the woman in yellow.
The clear light flashed and disappeared instantly. The fast woman in yellow had no time to react.
The woman blinked her eyes and asked in confusion: "Where is the thing? Is it the white thread that big brother wants to give me? Why is it missing?"
"You can't see it now. But you will see it in the future." The white-haired man shook his head and turned around and said: "Braised duck in braised sauce, emerald green white moss, green pepper beef fillet... I will prepare it for you
Like it."
When the woman heard about eating, the doubts in her eyes instantly flew away, and she nodded vigorously.
The white-haired man came to the outside of the mountain in one step. Although this star has no sun all year round, the power of the starlight and the spiritual veins of this place maintain the growth of all things.
Where there are trees, there are naturally birds and animals.
"I have deduced for decades and learned that the Nine Wonderful Body is the collection of the essence and blood of all races and the remaining souls of the five aggregates. It can be said that... this is the most powerful race in the world, with a trace of
The possibility of becoming a good spirit with five aggregates.”
"This glimmer of possibility lies in the life after death. Qin Wanyao has already died once, but after being reborn, he gained a purer life."
"It can be said that Qin Wanyao's Nine Wonderful Body has been completely completed. It just needs an opportunity to become the five aggregates. This opportunity is still life after death."
"It's just that the latter is different from the former. This is the life and death of the energy of heaven and earth. Only Xuan Lei contains this vitality among all things in the world."
The white-haired man looked back, his eyes still focused on the woman in yellow clothes.
The woman was jumping up and down, feeling very happy and humming a little tune.
"The road to becoming an immortal is to face the mysterious calamity of heaven and earth and reshape the body. This is the mysterious body. And the power to change the body is the business in the mysterious thunder."
"This touch of life recreates the mortal body into a mysterious one. It allows one to feel the ethereal mysterious power and condense it for one's own use. The proud people will become stronger when they encounter a mysterious disaster. This is also the reason after entering the mysterious realm."
"Because...the natural life of heaven and earth contained in their bodies is more intense. The amount of ethereal profound energy they can hold is also more!"
In the second step, the strength of those who are strong, those monks of the same level, depends on the profound energy contained in their bodies.
"It's just that when most monks go through the Mysterious Tribulation, they only have red Mysterious Thunder. This Red Mysterious Thunder is just the very edge of the Thunder Source Realm."
"Those geniuses can only drop purple thunder at most. They rarely encounter two-color mysterious thunder. Even the main body is only three-color. However, he is a vitality body, so he can directly control the seven-color mysterious thunder.
life."
The white-haired man sighed softly and looked away from the woman.
"It's a pity that my current cultivation level is still not enough. If the original spirit were not afraid of the way of rebellion, it would be difficult to intercept these seven colors of life. At best, they are only three colors."
"The birth of the nine colors is the greatest hope for Jiu Miao to become the five aggregates. These seven colors are much weaker, but time is tight, so we can only try it once..."
"I have a premonition that there is an undercurrent surging in all the heavens and worlds. In less than a thousand years, this undercurrent will explode and be completely revealed to the world. And this Jiu Miao... will definitely be the first to fall into this crisis."
The white-haired man sighed again, and walked into the depths of the forest, captured some birds, beheaded a bison, and carried it all the way to the stream.