The Taoist eunuch's face showed an obvious reluctance to believe it. The star map composed of nine stars, four bright and five dark, kept flashing and dancing around him, making the colleagues beside him secretly worried.
In response to his doubts, thousands of stars were flying above the vast galaxy, flowing into the twenty-eight constellation pattern of three elements, four images and twenty-eight constellations constructed by Milo.
The galaxy rolled, layers of ripples appeared in the void, water light surged, and the scene of the future emerged bit by bit.
The onlookers from the Beichen Immortal Sect monks felt that their consciousness seemed to have passed through some kind of thin barrier along with the galaxy, and entered a vast and boundless mysterious realm.
"This feeling is like the first time I entered Ziwei Palace..."
Wang Ximing's eyes were complicated. He looked at the future he had deduced with some disbelief.
He felt like an ant entering the palace. He saw the vastness around him, felt his own insignificance, lamented the splendor of the surroundings, was ashamed of his simplicity, was shocked by civilization and order, and felt barbaric and backward.
Everything around you seems to reflect your own shortcomings and help point out your mistakes.
In the dark, there is another thought that affirms his efforts, like a generous elder who watches the younger generation groping forward on the road of life and gives guidance, but never ridicules.
That kind of impact shocked people's hearts, and Wang Ximing was moved from the bottom of his heart.
And it was more shocking than touching.
Under the sky, wind, rain, thunder and lightning are surging, mist and clouds are auspicious, stars all over the sky are shining brightly and flashing violently. The original three-yuan, four-symbol and twenty-eight constellations pattern has given rise to infinite galaxies rushing out.
, thousands of planetesimals roll up countless energy currents in a spiral manner, building more complicated nebulae and galaxy vortexes.
The concepts of countless stars are constantly dividing and changing under the sky, interpreting various changes from prosperity to decline, from nothing to something.
Constantly arising and dying, the way of stars gradually faded away, leaving only the vast void. Wang Ximing felt unparalleled terror, and also felt the magnificence and vastness far greater than himself...
Just when his mind was shocked, a soft light suddenly appeared under his feet. When he looked down, he saw countless golden lights. Under the lights, there were continents suspended in the void.
Most of the Momo Lakes are hazy and unclear, but only three are relatively clear.
Standing in the air, Wang Ximing looked intently. Among the three continents, he saw rivers, lakes, seas, mountains, peaks, grasslands, swamps, plains, hills and other landforms. The breath rotated, driving the hot and cold air, according to the longitude and latitude lines.
Divide each unique microclimate environment.
Each of these small climatic environments formed by the influence of mountains and rivers, interference by rivers, and even the pull of stars looks so natural, and has given birth to countless birds and animals. Flowers, plants and trees are also luxuriant, just like thousands of families on the plains.
The lights together create the entire bizarre human scene.
Wang Ximing's eyes were completely covered with shock. He had never thought that Milo's future would have such a possibility.
"who?"
There was a scolding, and Wang Ximing looked back, and saw a god surrounded by nine heavens' pure air, with ten treasure wheels hanging behind his head, and clad in thirty-three colors of rays of light, looking at him among the many golden palaces.
The moment the two sides looked at each other, Wang Ximing knew that this was a phantom of the future. He sensed his own calculation, the galaxy broke instantly, and the deduction disappeared, but at the moment he exited the spiritual sense of the deduction.
Wang Ximing also knew Milo's future path: "Oh my god..."
Compared to Wang Ximing, most of the Beichen Immortal Sect elders whose speed is estimated to be much slower are still in the stage of nebulae and galactic vortexes where the stars in the sky evolve more complicatedly, and they have partially seen the vast sky behind the stars.
Only the two elders Tianji and Mingtang saw the continents suspended among the countless golden lamps.
They looked at the dissipating stars and turned back to look in the direction of Ziwei Palace. Some of the elders who had advanced cultivation and could use the power of the stars to project into Ziwei Palace heard Wang Ximing's last words.
"sky?"
Upon hearing this, Mingtang and Tianji looked at each other, then looked at Milo again, as did the elders beside them who were also whispering.
"That's right, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, sun, moon, stars, rays of light and mist, seem to be able to embrace the earth. Compared with the simple way of stars, Milo's path is indeed closer to the sky."
"If it's Heaven, it's hard for him to stay with us and Beichen. Compared with the Ziwei Emperor created by our inheritance, Hanxia needs a high-ranking immortal god who can support the system of gods..."
Taoist Tianji and Taoist Mingtang didn't know whether they were speaking to themselves or to persuade other fellow practitioners, so they deliberately read it softly and formed a question and answer.
"Eternal God Emperor"
The elders who didn't know what happened were stunned. The eunuch Taoist who was originally the most unacceptable chuckled this time: "That's right, with Ziwei Star as the core to build the Ziwei System's three walls, four elephants and twenty-eight stars.
The Emperor Ziwei of the Tao, whether in our calculations or in many records in the Taixuan Realm, is the Sub-King of the Three Realms."
"But in the past, we have forgotten that in the illusion of Taixu, Emperor Ziwei is the monarch second only to the sky, so he is dominated by the stars. However, our emperor of Hanxia's three realms has never changed, and is the head of the gods.
, His Majesty Jin Hong, the Sect of Ten Thousand Immortals, the Teacher of Hundred Saints, and the First Ancestor of Humanity, so even if Milo walks on the path of Ziwei Lineage Stars, he will be promoted to the path of heaven..."
As he spoke, the aura around Taoist Eunuch changed slightly. Various auras appeared on the nine stars, four bright and five dark, which could vaguely drive the atmosphere of the surrounding sky. The aura was completely connected with the stars corresponding to the eunuch star official.
Successfully entered the realm of Tianyi.
"Congratulations fellow Taoist!"
Taoist Tianji stepped forward to congratulate him, but Taoist Zongzheng frowned slightly and asked, "From what you said, do you mean to let go?"
"How can it be!"
The eunuch Taoist looked in the direction of Milo, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "Although the sky is above the stars, the stars must be the core of the sky. We respect Emperor Ziwei, why can't Emperor Ziwei be the sky?"
Sovereign? As for wind, rain, thunder and lightning, our Beichen Immortal Sect doesn’t just have the system of three walls, four elephants and twenty-eight constellations!”
As he spoke, the nine stars around the Taoist eunuch flickered, and the nine-layered brilliance of the Sun, Taiyin, Taibai, Suixing, Chenxing, Yinghuo, Zhenxing, Jidu and Luohu appeared in sequence.
"Jiu Yao?"
"Qiyao!"
Two voices came from Taiweiyuan and Tianshiyuan in turn. The two looked at each other and didn't say anything more, just thinking silently.
Also lost in thought because of their words was Beichen head Wang Ximing.