Milo naturally did not dare to be careless about whether there was still a possibility of salvation for his own universe. With a thought in his mind, circles of light appeared from behind his head, and hundreds of billions of rays of light intertwined, no matter how far or near, no matter how big or small.
Layers upon layers fill the surroundings of Haotian Pagoda.
Under the radiance of the light, all the acquired definitions and divisions such as length, size, quantity, weight, etc. are blurred, and the rules and regulations of Tao, principles, laws, principles, rules, rules, etc. are all redefined by Milo.
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With five fingers clenched into a fist, concepts such as past, present, future, up and down, front and back, left and right, life and death, two rituals, all phenomena, etc. were all held in Milo's hands. Countless information passed through his fingertips and turned into brilliant threads.
The dazzling brilliance and beautiful flames reveal the confusion of the six aggregates and interpret the changes in the world of mortals.
With a flick of the finger, a little stream of light falls, the world is divided, and millions of phantoms of heaven and earth are reflected.
In the phantom under the concepts of time and space, universe, heaven and earth, world, plane, dimension, etc., countless Milo and countless changes in heaven and earth continue to appear, disappear, disappear, and appear again and again, looking for the source of inspiration and vitality.
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But everything has no result. In all the possibilities of Miluo's deduction, this inspiration and vitality exist, but no matter what Miluo does, whether he ascends to the Great Luotian, or incarnates the universe, or even self-sacrifice cannot
Find it out.
'It really failed...'
Everything in front of him was within Milo's expectations. At this stage of his cultivation, many things had already been predicted before they started.
Therefore, before taking action, Milo had a feeling that he could find inspiration, but he would definitely not be able to find the source of inspiration or the concrete manifestation of vitality. But this kind of attempt is not completely useless, at least Milo passed through previous attempts.
, deleting many possibilities that were easily deduced, narrowing down the possible targets, and looking at the only two possibilities that self-guessed accounted for a greater proportion.
'Ascension to Da Luo and incarnation of Qian Kun, the former involves the power of Da Luo Tian. Even after eight hundred years of exploration, plus the information left by many people who ascended, and the power of Tao and Fruit taught by the Holy See openly and secretly, for Da Luo Tian,
Luo Tian only knows a little bit about his power. He hasn't done it himself, so he can't be sure whether this move can save the universe.'
'Similarly, I have absorbed the Lord of the Sun, the Lord of Taiyin, the Lord of Time, the Lord of Buildings and the Lord of Bingge and left the Dao Fruit information, digested most of the Dao Fruit information given by the emperor, and also learned the Lesser Half Holy Seat Dao Fruit.
My essence is only a little bit worse than the Holy See and others. In addition to the particularity of my spiritual practice, I can truly incarnate into the universe. Past experience and information cannot be counted. It also requires hard work.
Things you know...'
In the end, Milo looked at the four poles of the universe, the continuously collapsing pillars of light, his eyes darkened, and sighed softly in his heart: 'The most important thing is that the four evil gods are changing too fast. No, it should be said that the four are in disorder.
In the case of chaos and chaos, changes are groundless. Even if I have theoretically calculated all the changes, the four can still rely on the characteristics of chaos to create a new possibility among the calculated possibilities. Once
Being entangled by them, it is difficult for me to determine the accuracy of my calculations even with my current strength...'
Thinking of this, Milo could only stop the idea of further exploration, and instead began to concentrate on stabilizing the three lands of Hanxia, the Southern Islands and the Northern Continent, and deliberately increased investment in resources in various places, so that people could as much as possible
Perceive the Great Luotian and ascend to the Great Luotian.
Regarding such subtle changes, some of the monks in Hanxia Land naturally noticed that something was wrong.
Among them, the elders, especially those who knew some of the causes and consequences, knew that the final battle was about to begin, so they packed up their things, passed down their traditions, and headed to the boundary of heaven and earth to wait for the impact of Chaos.
Although most of the young people do not know what happened back then, Milo has never closed history, nor has he stopped people from exploring the past. Even if some information cannot be read because it involves chaotic demonic energy, the best among the younger generation still continue to learn from it.
Part of the truth was pieced together in a few words. When they saw their seniors packing their things, they all started to make preparations.
Suddenly, the power of the cultivation circles in various places changed, the replacement speed of new stars continued to increase, and more and more people gathered at the boundary of heaven and earth.
The Lord of the Jin River, the Lord of the Rainbow River, the Lord of the Imperial River, the Lord of the Jun River, the Frost God of the North, the Gu God of Taigong Mountain, the Hundred Flower God of the Ten Thousand Flower Valley, the Lord of the Fenshui Peak, the Qiao Empress, the Nine-tailed Civet, Xuxian, Hu
Gongxianweng, Mrs. Yousi Linshui, Mrs. Xianwei Chongshan Shunji, Fenlang Menggong, Pinglang Yangong, gods who usually stay in Hanxia mainland came to the palace of gods one after another, or invited A
They all took off their divine robes, put on light armor and battle clothes, and left in their chariots.
Watching the departing gods, Gong opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end everything got stuck in his throat and he could not say anything.
Looking at the rising divine light in various places, looking at the dim glow in the palaces of gods and the gradually dissipating auspicious clouds, the contemporary six sense organs also made their choices.
The six officials and hundreds of civil and military officials held a massive sacrifice. The object of the sacrifice was the True Lord Miluo Jade Emperor who is currently sitting on the Hanxia Pillar Peak and under the Haotian Pagoda. The sacrifices were those who participated in the sacrifice.
The magical power of everyone.
Before the sacrifice, the Six Officials told the Hundred Officials bluntly that we Hanxia officials are responsible for the inheritance of humanities and order, and everything we do is inheritance. Although our supernatural powers are good and our magic power is wonderful, they are not necessary for our daily work and life.
, on the contrary, as time goes by, this magical power will increase the amount of chaotic evil energy in the vitality of heaven and earth, and become a way for the chaotic evil energy to infiltrate us.
Moreover, it takes a lot of time to practice magical powers and polish my magic power on a daily basis. Facing the increasingly severe situation, I should seize the time. Instead of keeping these things that may lead to cholera in the future and waste my time now, I might as well donate them.
To offer sacrifices to the True Lord Miluo Jade Emperor and pray for him to bestow upon me the incomplete ninth-grade personality, I only need to maintain the sensitivity of my brain and the health of my body.
According to the original guesses of Liuguan and others, Baiguan might not agree to the idea of giving up magical powers. However, what they did not expect was that after the previous rounds of information dissemination and Daluo Tianguang's eight hundred years of bathing, with the cooperation of Nine
The character system has been corrected and influenced by the character system for thousands of years. It cannot be said that the people in the entire land of Hanxia have extremely high ideological consciousness, but the ideological consciousness of the officials is definitely not low.
The six officials can make such a decision, and naturally there are many officials below who are willing to respond.
In the end, 90% of the officials in Hanxia agreed to the choice of the six officials, half abstained, and half opposed it. In the end, according to the actual situation, about 70% of the officials lost their magic power.
The power of these officials' sacrifices was gathered by Milo and became his further material.
Interestingly, when these officials made this choice, Milo not only received the power from the officials and the blessing of the humane order, he also felt that his connection with Daluotian seemed to have a little something else.
Feel.
‘Someone in Daluotian is paying attention?’
Milo's eyes lit up and he looked at the Hanxia officials. He saw that these officials were more or less covered with strands of Daluo heavenly light. These glorious figures were of extremely high status and their power was very obscure. If Milo hadn't been bathed in it,
For the next eight hundred years, there is no way to detect it.
And these Daluo Tianguang are like fragile spider threads, hanging down from the nine heavens, connected to the bodies of officials, pulling on their souls, cleaning, washing, and purifying them, and at the same time, they are also pulling on them.
Approaching in the direction of Daluotian.
During the whole process, the entire land of Hanxia was also inadvertently lifted up a little bit, making Hanxia a little closer to Daluo Tian. The people of Hanxia were able to bathe in more Da Luo Tian light.
Little by little.
Milo, who was aware of this, was delighted. While guiding more Daluo Tianguang to fall, he also guided himself to the Daluo according to the proportion according to some of the rules he had set when he managed Hanxia Land, the Southern Islands and the Northern Continent.
A small amount of Luo Tianguang is distributed to the Southern Islands and the Northern Continent, so that the practitioners and creatures in the two places can ascend to the Great Luo Tian as much as possible.
For the high-level monks in the two places, although they cannot clearly perceive the existence of Daluo Tianguang, they can still see the changes brought about by the overall environment and subtle influences, not to mention the amount of Tianguang in Miluo Fenrun this time.
The increase over the past hundred years was a relatively obvious change, letting everyone know that Miluo or Hanxia had made progress again.
The monks from both places who are angry and unwilling to admit defeat still work hard to know what happened in Hanxia and make corrections accordingly. Those who prefer to follow the trend also seize the time to practice, hoping to be able to help some, or before the end comes.
, leave this world.
Many choices have brought some novel changes to Milo.
Partially imitating Hanxia officials in making choices, not only did they not receive the blessing of Daluo Tianguang, but they were almost pushed off the throne due to their own lack of strength. It was Milo's timely intervention that ensured stability. But what's interesting is
However, the lack and growth of their strength, and even some of them being infiltrated by the chaotic demonic energy during the process, did not affect the distance between the local area and Da Luotian.
‘So the influence and erosion of chaotic demonic energy have nothing to do with the distance from Da Luotian? Or are they not directly related?’
Milo secretly calculated and constantly sensed the distance between heaven and earth and Daluotian. This process actually lasted for more than nine years. On the tenth year, a crisp sound suddenly sounded inside the entire heaven and earth, which seemed to be ice cubes.
It was broken, and it seemed that the sword was broken. The next second, the originally clear vitality became chaotic. Even with the baptism of Daluo Tianguang, it was still difficult to cover up the chaotic demonic energy rolling underneath.
"coming!"
At the boundary between heaven and earth, True Lord Du'e and True Lord Wenxuan stood side by side. They looked at the chaotic demonic energy rolling outside, and they all showed vigilant expressions.
Although the four evil gods have only just broken through to the first place, the powers of the four have already begun to merge. Circles of colorful halos appear on the surface of the sun that originally stood in the sky, layer upon layer, blurred and hazy, with intertwined brilliance.
In the middle, there are endless and extremely complex pictures and texts appearing in it, but if you pay a little attention, you can only see a mass of darkness, like a huge disk, with black spots constantly appearing one after another.
The Lord of Taiyin, who is independent and hidden from view, is also covered by layer after layer of chaos. The mixed power seems to break him to pieces and completely bury him in the indescribable chaos.
The Lord of Time is not much better. The continuous cycle of time is eventually filled and distorted by endless chaos. The power of the evil god is creeping, twisting and dancing at every time node and time cycle.
The step pulls the master of time into an endless twisting cycle, giving rise to a twisted worm crawling on the timeline.
The Jianmu Lord who had more contact with the Emperor was slightly better. Except for the addition of some life forms similar to insect eggs or microorganisms in the vegetation growing on the Emperor's arms, the changes themselves were not very big.
Even, these vegetations are trying to help the Lord of the Sun, the Lord of the Lunar and the Lord of Time stabilize themselves.
"How? Can you see the current situation clearly?"
True Lord Du'e looked at the "Lord of Time Chaos Worm" who was the first to lose control and slowly crawl toward Han Xia with a trace of panic on his face. As the True Lord who knew the most information about Han Xia, Du'e had guessed a few of them.
The senior is in a bad state, but he never thought that the Lord of Time would end up like this.
The Lord of Time at this time seems to be two double images superimposed on a giant caterpillar. One is a flesh and blood body covered with fluff like twisted pointers, and the other is a huge phantom similar to ancient mottled shapes. The two overlap.
Together, various timepieces that record time on their surfaces are running at different speeds, either twelve yuan, twenty-four yuan, three hundred and sixty-five yuan, thirty yuan, twenty-eight yuan, etc.
Colors such as gray and white, green and black, red or purple and blue are intertwined with each other, and the boundaries are constantly changing, forming an indescribable invisible torrent that erodes all time that comes into contact with it.
For example, True Lord Du'e and True Lord Wenxuan saw it.
Mottled colors appeared on the green lotus, and the flying words were distorted by time, and the two began to have an influence from the past to the present. However, in the past hundreds of years, the two were basically bathed in the light of the Daluo sky.
The ancient past was sheltered by Daluo Tianguang, so most of the influences they received from the past came from the time when they first came to the border.
On the contrary, because Chronology wanted to influence the past, it stimulated the minds of the two true monarchs, causing them to realize something was wrong and react.
The nine-color glow turns, and green lotuses bloom all over the border. Words fly and are imprinted on the lotus. The two influence and interfere with each other. The lotus appears distorted, and the words help correct it. The words appear distorted, and the lotus blooms with glow, thus cutting off
The influence of time sequence on the two true kings.