"... During the ancient immortal method, there were no foreign enemies, and the practice was free of smoke and fire. It emphasized the unity of heaven and man, forgetting things and myself, and pursued the great road to be with me..."
Tang Xuanming spoke in a straightforward manner and did not talk about profound mysteries or legal principles. Seeing a group of people listening intently, he smiled and said: "It is too broad to explain directly. Let me give a few examples, such as the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Ancient Immortal Period.
Let’s talk about it.”
Tang Xuanming squeezed the seal with his hand and changed it six times in a short period of time, showing six supreme seals.
Shi Hao watched intently, his whole spirit immersed in it. He was extremely curious about this supreme heavenly skill. After all, it was the supreme secret skill of the Supreme Palace, and he could also be called a Supreme Palace disciple.
The descendants just didn't get this magical skill.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xuanming started talking about the extremely mysterious heavenly art of the Six Paths of Reincarnation at the beginning.
Meng Tianzheng, Wang Changsheng's body was also shocked. Ten-Crown King Emperor, Immortal, and Six-Crown King Ningchuan also listened attentively. Even Kun Pengzi, Sky Horn Ant and others were curious. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art was one of the strongest in the Ancient Immortal Period.
The famous secret knowledge of the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is a supreme heavenly skill.
"... In this era, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art is used by you to control the six invincible supreme treasures. It is said that the power of attack is unparalleled in the world. But in Immortal Ancient times, in the hands of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King, he used it to evolve the world in six directions.
If you want to recreate the six paths of reincarnation in heaven and earth, the mysteries and profoundness are not inferior to those in this life, but the development direction is very different from yours."
The wonderful world of six directions evolved in the hands of Tang Xuanming, including Yin and Yang and the five elements, including the six most basic forces among all things in the universe. They merged and evolved with each other, showing a mysterious world.
Grass grows on the earth. It is the soil that nourishes the trees. A thunderstorm comes unexpectedly. Under the moisture of the rain, everything grows rapidly. However, thunder and fire also fall, turning a grassland into ashes. The fire defeats the wood.
But underground, there are also seeds growing that have not been burned by wildfire...
The wonderful world makes a group of people unable to take their eyes off it.
The supreme heavenly power of the past was taught by Tang Xuanming, explaining it in a simple and profound manner, making everyone's face show an intoxicated expression.
But as the mysteries became more and more profound, more and more characters frowned, unable to keep up with the rhythm.
Even if the most outstanding person in the world is explaining to them, even if there is the most mysterious heavenly skill in the legend, they can't listen. Only the most powerful group of people sitting at the front can keep up with the rhythm.
People with insufficient cultivation but outstanding talents and talents can also keep up with the steps.
In the end, in the whole world, only people like Shi Hao, the Emperor, Meng Tianzheng, and Wang Changsheng could understand and digest the profound meanings taught by Tang Xuanming.
The Valley Master of the Demonic Dragon Dao Valley saw that the people at the front of the crowd were all intoxicated, and he couldn't understand and absorb the few words he heard despite his best efforts. He couldn't help but feel extremely angry, and the fire started in his heart.
"I don't believe it, I'm not willing to do it. I can definitely do it. Even if I can't understand it now, I will memorize it by heart."
He felt furious in his heart. For him, this may be the only opportunity in his life to come into contact with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art, and a top person will explain it to him. This is an opportunity to leap over the dragon's gate. If he misses it, he will not be able to do it.
There will be again.
He forced his soul to circulate, trying to write down each sentence after another.
"...holding it and enriching it is not as good as what it is. Holding it and sharpening it cannot be preserved for a long time. If there is a house full of gold and jade, no one can keep it..."
But just as he forced himself to write down a paragraph, he discovered that Tang Xuanming no longer knew where to go in the next paragraph.
Then he could barely understand it, but he couldn't understand it at all.
He was stunned for a moment.
Every word spoken in the void carries the sound of the Dao, and it requires extremely powerful spiritual thoughts to write it down. If you try to forcefully write it down, the sound of the Dao will only become broken and drift away from the Dao.
I don’t know how many people have realized this at this moment, and their faces are filled with sadness.
They could only listen to Tang Xuanming's sermon with dull expressions on their faces until he finished speaking and commented: "The Tao lies within the heart and cannot be forced. This is the Tao of the Immortal Ancient Period. Even if I have explained it clearly to you, you still cannot understand it.
Forcibly writing it down is useless, it will only run counter to the Tao and deviate from the orthodoxy."
After finishing this section of the Great Dao, Tang Xuanming paused for more than ten days to give many practitioners a chance to digest and absorb. Even if they were as talented as Shi Hao, the emperor, and as powerful as Meng Tianzheng, Wang Changsheng, they could understand the supreme creation created by an immortal king.
Heavenly power also takes a long time.
Even with Tang Xuanming's advice, they still need long enough time to digest and absorb it.
He and Tang Xuanming took advantage of this period of time, and the spiritual light hanging above the nine heavens traveled up the long river of time, rushed to the ancient immortality, and occupied the mark of a king who had completely fallen.
Tang Xuanming did not change the fate of the king who died in battle, and the trajectory of his life basically remained unchanged. It was only at the last moment of his life that a wisp of undying obsession and a wisp of attachment to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths made him stay.
He was branded a little bit and fell into the nine heavens and ten earths.
Submerged into the eight realms of the lower world, he became a child in an inconspicuous village in the wilderness. The child's lifespan was not long, but he died at the age of seven or eight. At the moment of his death, the imprint of this immortal king, that is, Tang Xuanming awakened
.
"Well, if you think about it this way, I'm not lying. I'm really one of the Seven Kings of the Frontier."
Tang Xuanming looked at the characters who were in the process of enlightenment, touched his chin, and smiled secretly.
In the original imperial city, in a magnificent palace, there was no owner inside. There was only a burning torch. It was one of the seven kings who died in the battle. The body he left behind was still turned into a torch, serving as a symbol of the original emperor.
The city provided endless power to maintain the existence of Tianyuan. At this time, the torch suddenly trembled.
The veterans who were guarding the original imperial city trembled in their hearts. They couldn't help but look in that direction. Some even knelt down and shouted: "King, are you back?"
No one responded in the ancient palace, only the torch burned brightly, and the immortal bones sat there, unchanged from eternity.
In another giant palace, another king of the Borderlands, who had suffered countless injuries over the long years and almost completely perished, felt something. He looked in the direction of the giant palace and whispered: "Are you still alive?"
There was a little surprise in his words, but in his current state, he was able to provide energy for the original imperial city and became one of the power sources of the original imperial city, and he was unable to take care of it at all.
No matter how much excitement and joy he had in his heart, it could only be suppressed in his heart, and besides, he only had a trace of doubt.
Feeling the golden light exploding one after another over the original imperial city, he vaguely grasped a familiar aura from it.
"Is it him? The little imprint he left in other areas has regrouped?"
He whispered deep in the ground, making all the veterans and children guarding the city look happy.
This king has been sleeping for a long time, and many times they even thought that this king had completely fallen.
"Go, let's go along the golden avenue! Go and verify my conjecture. It's not a foreign force. There may be a living king there, and he has returned."
His voice shook the city and excited countless veterans.
"Really? Has the king really returned? He is still alive."
"I'm not sure. I don't have any extra strength. Go take a look! Take a look for me. If you see him, tell him that I am still alive, and I am the only one alive."
The words of the king in the imperial city were full of exhaustion, as if he would fall asleep at any time, which was worrying.
The one-armed veteran felt the words full of exhaustion and almost shed tears. He had never seen this king take action while he was alive, but he learned from the stories flowing from the mouths of his elders and his elders' elders.
At the peak of this king's battle, he once defeated several immortal kings alone, and could even destroy a universe with one blow.
Now he is as weak as a dying old man. Thinking about such a strong contrast makes him feel sad. He cannot bear to live like this for even a quarter of an hour, and the king has been in this state for hundreds of years.
For thousands of years, he has been standing alone in this world, guarding this ancient city.
"There is no need to feel sad for me. This city has recorded my glory, and it should also record my end. Times have changed, but I have not changed, and neither has this city."
He muttered to himself underground, but no one could hear him.
The veterans in the city are nervously organizing their manpower to select people who will enter the golden light.
The ancient giant city was vast and vast, and its bricks and stones were made of the most powerful star bones, with the blessings of heaven and the Immortal King on them.
This ancient city defeated the darkness many times during its most glorious period, causing the whole world to bless it. The mark on the foreheads of the Seven Bianhuang Kings that others dismissed as the mark of sinful blood was the mark that heaven and earth had for Bianhuang Qi at that time.
Best wishes from the king.
It contains the inheritance of the most peak achievements of the Seven Kings of the Frontier. If any of their descendants have this symbol of glory blooming on their foreheads, they will naturally master the treasures they once mastered and become born supreme.
At its peak, the city was shrouded in endless divine light, and all the immortal kings from the Immortal Realm took the initiative to come here to have a drink and chat with the seven kings of the Borderlands.
At that time, the ancient city could easily accommodate tens of millions of people, and at its peak, the population here exceeded hundreds of millions.
Important passes are guarded by true immortal-level figures, and the most important pass is even suppressed by the Immortal King himself.
But now after the one-armed veterans were summoned, only thousands of old, weak, women and children walked out of the city. This was the last person left in the city in a long time.
They only have old men, women and children, not any young people.
The strongest and most powerful people all died in the battle that year. The most powerful group of young men were able to live a difficult life into old age, but they also lacked arms and legs, and all of them became disabled.
The thirteen- and fourteen-year-old boys all looked resolute, holding spears and wearing tattered animal skins or armor with holes everywhere. Even though they had been born recently, they had been in battle for a long time in this world.
The one-armed old man looked at this admiration and remained silent for a long time.
The streaks of golden light hanging down in the void coated everyone with a layer of gold.
"Everyone under the age of fourteen comes forward."
More than two hundred children walked out of the crowd in silence, as if they had practiced it countless times.
The one-armed old man looked solemn and said solemnly: "You will accept a difficult task, which is related to the survival of the imperial city."
The other people who were not selected suddenly had a light in the twilight, but before they could speak, the one-armed old man took the initiative to cut off their thoughts and said: "This time the task is extremely difficult. Our king, who was once invincible,
The king has returned once again."
boom!
The crowd suddenly exploded, and a bright divine light bloomed in everyone's eyes.
"Has the king really returned?"
"Where is he? Is he trapped in some area? We will definitely bring him back."
"Choose me, no matter what difficulties you have, I will find the king."
…
The one-armed old man reached down and pressed down, and the chaotic people suddenly became quiet.
He said solemnly: "The king's aura appears in his hometown, but we cannot be sure of his true return. We need someone to find him and tell him that the imperial city is still there and that the king is still alive."