The old man looked at the tomb forest in front of him with a deep look and said: "The Great Master must have fallen."
"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The old man said: "Because there was once a peerless genius from the Zhang family who practiced the skills left by the great master to the extreme and reached the supreme realm of the great sage. In order to break into the divine realm and revive the Zhang family, he entered this place alone.
Go to the ancestral land to find the missing parts of the technique."
"In the depths of this ancestral land, he did not find the technique, but unexpectedly obtained a divine source."
"That divine source is the great master's divine source."
"This unparalleled genius, by chance, refined this divine source and broke through to the divine realm."
"This unparalleled genius is the later Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The old man said: "That's right."
Zhang Ruochen was curious and said, "How are you sure that what you are refining is the Great Master's divine source?"
"哓哓, of course... it's not me, it's Lord Jie." The old man stared at him.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay! Why is Master Jie so sure that the divine source he refined belongs to the Great Master?"
"Different gods, and the divine sources left behind, naturally contain different powers. The Great Master was a heavenly deity back then, respected by all the heavens. Which god in the world can compare to his divine source? I don't even have such eyesight... This
Do you have any eyesight, Master Jie?" The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all, he still held on, his face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat.
Zhang Ruochen agrees with this point.
After all, after refining different levels of divine sources and cultivating into pseudo-gods, there is a big gap in combat power. Of course, no matter how powerful the pseudo-god is, it will be difficult to defeat the true god.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It stands to reason that the great master's divine source should contain infinite power, which is many times more terrifying than the destructive power of a star. Can a great sage refine it?"
Whether in heaven or in hell, the divine source left behind by the truly top powerhouses will never appear in false gods.
First of all, no holy monk can refine such a powerful abyss.
Secondly, the divine source of top powerhouses plays an important role in the true gods.
"So, I said that it was a complete coincidence that the Zhang family's peerless genius was able to refine the Great Master's divine source. It should be the Great Master's immortal soul that somehow helped him. I think
I want him to support the Zhang family and let the Zhang family regain its glory in ancient times."
The old man put his hands behind his back and said with high spirits: "You don't understand what it feels like for a Tianzun family to decline so quickly. I am not willing to accept it. The emperor left all the divine sources to me, but I can't revitalize the family.
Every time I think about this place, my heart breaks."
"Isn't it Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Yes, it's Lord Jie. He's ashamed of the Great Lord's cultivation. Although, the Great Lord may not have any intention of cultivating him," the old man said.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "No, Lord Jie is just a false god and can only live for one Yuanhui. How can he live from the Middle Ages to the present?"
In fact, if a god with a short lifespan senses that he is aging rapidly and his vitality is declining, he will most likely not be able to survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui, so he will fall into a deep sleep and try his best to live as long as possible.
Sleeping, similar to suspended animation.
However, although Venerable Jie has been staying underground in King Mountain for these hundred thousand years, according to what he said, he was healing his wounds and refining the dead energy, not sleeping.
Why is he, a false god, still living well now?
Lord Jie's eyes suddenly became gloomy, with tears in his eyes, and he said: "I have already calculated that this year is my final day, and I won't be able to survive it!"
"Ruochen, you are pitiful, poor old man. I have lived a very difficult life for the Zhang family. I have worked hard, worked hard, and worked diligently. Before I die, let me see a few more Zhang family members who have the talent to become gods."
Is your junior... okay?"
The last two words "how good" are completely integrated into the sad cry.
It was originally a very sad thing, but when he said it, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it, and said: "Have you admitted that you are Lord Jie?"
"Yeah! I admit it, it doesn't matter anymore, he is already dying anyway." Lord Jie's eyes turned red, and he nodded calmly and sincerely.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Since this year is your final day, even if I want to build bricks and tiles for the Zhang family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see me!"
Lord Jie became energetic and pointed at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Yes! I take it as your promise! As long as you can give birth, old man, I can continue to survive."
These words were said with great force.
Is there any trace of old age?
Zhang Ruochen felt like he had been cheated. This old man looked like a drama queen.
However, if he is really just a false god, his lifespan may not be long.
"I didn't agree." Zhang Ruochen said.
The old man said: "I obviously agreed! Anyway, I don't care, you have already agreed, there is no point in going back on your word. If you go back on your word, you are not keeping your word, you are lying to your ancestors, you are a turtle bastard. When the time comes, don't blame me for using extraordinary means. You can
Remember clearly, I have never forced you, it was you who agreed first."
Zhang Ruochen finally understood why the old man claimed that he had never forced Zhang Shaochu and King Mingjiang.
Who can stand up to what he does?
Zhang Ruochen didn't take the old man's words to heart and said: "You said before that you practiced the skills left by the Great Master to the extreme, but you only reached the supreme realm of the Great Sage? Don't you even have the skills to practice later?
"Dharma? "Thirty-three Heavens", could it be that the Great Master only passed down the ninth level?"
The old man's expression rarely became serious, and he said: "I don't know if the skills passed down by the Great Master are really defective, which is why no one from the Zhang family in the future can cultivate to the divine realm."
"The skills you practice do have a great impact on breaking through the realm and becoming a god, but it is not absolute."
"What has the greatest influence on becoming a god is the state of mind, the rules of the holy way, the divine calamity, and of course the holy will."
Zhang Ruochen took out a bench from the space ring and said, "Sit down and speak slowly."
Two people are sitting on chairs.
Venerable Jie said: "Actually, "Thirty-Three Heavens" is not the name of the Zhang family's inherited skills. It is just called by outsiders. Within the Zhang family, it is called "Ming Wang Jing". Of course, after the Middle Ages,
, the Shengming Central Empire established by the Zhang family also called it the "Jiutian Mingdi Jing"."
"Why do outsiders call it "The Thirty-Three Heavens"?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.
Lord Jie said: "Legend has it that when the Great Lord Fudo Mingwang is in extreme fighting state, the sky above his head can grow from the twenty-seventh level to the thirty-third level. The Great Lord in that state is invincible in the world."
"Why is the Great Master called the Great Master Fudo Mingou? Because, even if the Great Master in that state stands still, he can suppress everything with only the Thirty-Third Heaven."
"I thought that being immovable refers to the Great Master's heart, which no one can shake." Zhang Ruochen murmured.
Lord Jie said: "Do you still think that "Thirty-three Heavens" only has thirty-three levels of exercises?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled.
Lord Jie said: "Actually, the "Ming King Sutra" is more like laying a foundation for monks, and more like a bridge to the divine realm. It teaches you how to open meridians and the luck routes of each realm, so as to achieve the ultimate perfection.
Powerful holy energy. That’s all.”
"How you perform it ultimately depends on the monks themselves."
"Just like, you chose to practice the Five Elements Chaos Body, divided the Holy Soul into six, impacted the Great Perfection of the Holy King, and cultivated the second-grade Holy Will. This is your own performance in the technique. Including Zhang
For other disciples who practice the "Ming King Sutra", no one can copy your achievements, and no one can follow this path again."
"The foundation of the Ming King Sutra is very important, but you yourself are even more important."
Zhang Ruochen said: "In other words, every disciple of the Zhang family who practices the "Ming King Sutra" will have different results?"
Lord Jie said: "You can understand it this way! The Ming King Sutra is the best paper, the best ink, and the best pen, but whether you can draw the best painting depends on the practitioner."
"Does it mean that after reaching the divine realm, you have to create your own magic?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Lord Jie said: "Any skill, including those heavenly skills in the "Taiyi Divine Power List", are the most important before reaching the divine realm, and monks will be more dependent on them. After reaching the divine realm, monks' dependence on the skills will decrease.
"
"At most, the exercises are just to explain to you the characteristics of each realm of the divine realm and how to break through faster. These things are very similar."
"As for the movement of divine energy, given the height at which the divine being stands, if he still needs exercises to tell him how to get lucky, that would be a big joke."
"The only advantage may be that the gods who practice this kind of technique leave behind enlightenment diagrams and practice experiences, including magical powers that match the technique, which will be of great help to the new gods."
"Is it really the lack of skills that make it difficult for the Zhang family's children to become gods?" Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself.
Lord Jie shook his head and said cautiously: "Not necessarily."
"How to say?"
Lord Jie said: "The children of the Zhang family are so talented, especially in the ancient and medieval times, but their lack of skills can prevent them from becoming gods. I guess they may have been cursed by the underworld!"
"Dare the Underworld curse the Great Lord?"
"When the Great Lord was alive, naturally no one dared to curse. However, after the Great Lord's death, it is entirely possible that the enemies of the Great Lord would target his descendants. At the same time, it would also prevent the emergence of another Great Lord among the children of the Zhang family.
A strong person of this level suppresses the hell world, including the underworld, and cannot hold its head up."
"Do you think my guess is reasonable?"
"hehe!"
Zhang Ruochen smiled, feeling that the old man was making excuses for his inability to become a god, and said: "My father broke into the realm of gods when he was in the hell world."
Lord Jie thought that his guess was reasonable, and said anxiously: "Ten Yuanhui have passed, and no matter how strong the curse is, it has faded away. The person who cast the curse must be dead! Besides, it may be your father.
, in the hell world, he re-cultivated other skills. It is also possible that the owner of the God of Death Island helped him resolve the curse. There are many possibilities!"
Zhang Ruochen was not interested in this, thinking that the divine realm should not be able to stop him, so he asked curiously: "How many divine planets did the Great Lord condense back then? Now that you have refined his divine source, can you mobilize the power of the divine planets?
?”
Lord Jie stood up, pointed to the sky, and said: "Practice the "Ming King Sutra", do not focus on the planets of the God's throne, only cultivate the sky above your head. One sky, one world."
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw the shadow of the eighteenth level of the sky above Lord Jie's head.
The Great Master has twenty-seven levels of heaven, but he has only inherited eighteen levels?
destroyed!
The great master's divine source was destroyed by him.
In this case, Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't say anything, after all, he couldn't beat him now.
Zhang Ruochen once again looked at the numerous tombs covered by the nine-colored divine light and said: "Who helped you refine the divine source back then? I don't believe it, you can refine it yourself!"