Chapter 478: Embark on Return to Void, Dark Cultivation
Whoosh——
Whoosh——
Two blazing rays of light suddenly cut through the sky, and the sound of breaking through the sky shattered the sky.
As a top spiritual person far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Tianyou and Huanyin flew at full speed, covering hundreds of millions of miles in one second.
It can be said that thousands of rivers and mountains pass by in the blink of an eye.
However, in order to intercept and neutralize the tens of millions of sword energy and eight million meteorites that were closely pursuing them, after the two of them launched three or four waves of shocking attacks, the situation changed unpredictably.
After these attacks hit the sword energy and meteorites across a distance of millions of miles, they seemed to be 'infected' by some weird memes.
Inexplicably, they also joined the camp chasing the two men, chasing them all the way.
And as time goes by, these attacks show no signs of dissipating.
The speed of his pursuit also suddenly increased, reaching the same speed of billions of miles per second in an instant, and he clung to the two men's backs and pursued them closely.
He was completely determined to fight to the death and had no intention of letting them go.
This also made Tianyou and Huanxing feel unprecedented pressure.
"What kind of evil magic is this?!"
Flying at full speed, the two couldn't help shouting loudly, "How could it be so weird?!"
The two of them were filled with extreme confusion and fear, and they had no idea why such weird things happened in the world.
It was obviously a spell attack that carried the true intention of his soul, but after it was fired, it turned around and hit him in reverse.
Unbelievable!
It’s really unreasonable!
However, even if the two of them were extremely shocked and angry, the development of the matter would not change according to their thoughts.
Even if they racked their brains, they couldn't think of any technique in the world that could cause such a strange situation.
In order to save their lives, the two great monks could only run away for their lives, not daring to stop for even a moment.
call out--
call out--
They kept flying around the vast sky and earth, flying over mountains and crossing seas, hoping to escape the pursuit behind them.
But after spinning and flying for tens of billions of miles, even if Master Tianyou and Master Huanyin tried their best, they were still desperate in the end and were forced to be surrounded and chased from all directions by the various moves they urged.
superior.
And after a series of shocking bombings that shook hundreds of millions of miles away, both body and soul were destroyed, and the broken bones and broken bones were scattered all over the place.
It can only be said that the terrifying power of Xuntian Shenglong Sword is so difficult to fathom.
Even if a monk of the same level is faced with this amazing magic, he can only die of hatred in the end.
And Chen Sanyu, who was sitting in the center of the vast tiankeng billions of miles away, also entered an extremely deep state of practice without being disturbed.
Heading towards the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, they continued to attack.
Time is flowing like a tide, non-stop.
Soon, two hours passed by slowly.
Chen Sanyu finally broke through the two-level heavenly barrier that even the top soul monks in this world need to spend tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years to break through, and truly stopped in the void-returning world.
On the environment.
At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Boom!!!
It's like the ancient god awakening from the sky.
A torrent of mana that was both chaotic and pure, suddenly shot out of Chen Sanyu's body.
Its mighty power penetrates all directions of heaven and earth, and its magnificent waves sweep across the sky and all directions.
With him as the center, the world for trillions of miles suddenly became blurry and hazy, filled with unspeakable terrifying pressure.
Under this terrifying apocalyptic pressure, the boundless sky suddenly turned black as ink, the endless ocean evaporated into rain, and the surging sea of clouds gave birth to billions of thunders in an instant.
Kakakaka!!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With the sound of billions of roaring thunders, the sky was shaken.
The boundless rainstorm suddenly fell from the dark sky, pouring down like billions of waterfalls reaching into the sky.
Boom! Boom! Light! Boom! Boom!
Countless billions of 'raindrops' the size of stars smashed into the earth crazily.
Millions of miles of vast forests were crushed, tens of millions of miles of majestic mountains were smashed, and hundreds of millions of miles of rivers were destroyed.
Under such indiscriminate bombings, which could be called world-destroying, the boundless earth was trembling with huge earthquakes as if it was suffering from hysteria.
Obviously, it simply cannot withstand this kind of world-destroying demonic rain.
Just when the whole world seemed to be blurred and collapsed by the endless rain, and was about to be destroyed, Chen Sanyu slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and said calmly:
"stop."
Buzz——
For an instant, everything in the world stood still.
In the sky where the torrential rain fell like a waterfall, all the huge raindrops stopped instantly, becoming motionless in mid-air.
It was as if time had completely frozen to a standstill.
After that, these countless billions of giant raindrops, which were hundreds of times larger than the mortal world, suddenly disappeared in a blur.
The violent billions of thunder and rolling thunder also disappeared in an instant.
In short, under Chen Sanyu's words, all the chaos and madness disappeared.
The vast world of trillions of miles has returned to the tranquility it had a few breaths ago.
Including the countless forests, mountains, and rivers scattered across the vast land, they have also returned to their original appearance out of thin air.
It was as if the earth-shattering change that had just occurred was just a trivial hallucination.
With one thought, the heaven and earth change; with one word, all things come into being.
This is the power of refining the gods and returning to the void.
Generally speaking, after monks in this world reach the first level of this realm, even without using any magic weapons and just bombarding with pure magic power, they can easily wipe out hundreds of billions of miles of heaven and earth, and their life span can reach hundreds of millions of years.
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But Chen Sanyu is thousands of times stronger than the regular monks in this realm.
If he takes action, he can simply unleash a mighty torrent of magic power that can flatten the sky and the earth for tens of trillions of miles.
If the power of Xuantian Shenglong Great Sword is used, the scope of destruction will continue to increase continuously.
Moreover, this is just the beginning of returning to virtual reality.
After Chen Sanyu has cultivated all the way to the peak of returning to the void, his power will expand by an unknown number of times.
However, the richness of spiritual energy and the density of rules in this area can only support Chen Sanyu to the initial stage of returning to the void.
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"It seems like it's time for me to explore this world and find a new place to practice."
While whispering leisurely, Chen Sanyu turned his head and looked at the sullen old man hundreds of millions of miles away, who was quietly stagnating in mid-air - Master Long Xing.
"Oh, four crab legs... It seems that you are the aloof third elder in Qingjingzi's memory."
While chuckling, he stretched out his hand and pulled the old man over from a distance.
Whoosh!
After he flew across a long distance in front of him, Chen Sanyu mercilessly slapped the opponent on top of his head and began to search for his soul.
Buzz buzz——
In a few seconds, all the life experiences and knowledge of this crab-legged old man were incorporated into Chen Sanyu's soul.
"Long Xingzhenren, whose real name is Pang Jianshan, is at the peak of divine transformation and is the third elder of Shenbingfang. He is one hundred and eighty-eight thousand six hundred and fifty-seven years old this year. He is a native of the ancient sword sect in the Qianxuan world and was born in Jinlin City in Shenbingfang.
Pang's cultivation family has a spiritual root level of miscellaneous.
Hey, because of his extremely high innate understanding, when he was seven years old, under the careful arrangement of the clan elders, he used the 'root grabbing technique' to exchange spiritual roots with a mortal in a certain bonsai country that was 'planted' in the family
, so the level of the spiritual root was changed to the highest grade, tsk tsk tsk, deprive the spiritual root."
Chen Sanyu shook his head and chuckled, "Haha, I really didn't expect... there is such an operation as root grabbing, but this is information that Qingjingzi has no memory at all.
She is indeed just a member of the lower class of society, and the information she knows is not comprehensive. From this point of view, this Qianxuan is most likely a world where class consolidation is extremely serious."
As for the Bonsai Kingdom, Chen Sanyu had seen it before in the memories of Qingjingzi and those dozen monks.
But at the time, he just thought that this was just the personal hobby of some monks in the Qianxuan world.
But I never thought that the bonsai country has such wonderful functions.
Keep a large number of mortals in captivity and conduct regular censuses.
If you find a good spiritual root seedling, you will fish it out immediately. You will not teach the disciples the skills, but take away the spiritual root.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it’s really dark.
In this way, the strong will always be strong and the weak will always be weak.
Wouldn’t those mortals who live in the bonsai kingdom never have any ability to resist?
If someone finally sprouts a seed and is plucked out, won't he have to be bullied forever, squeezed to death, squeezed to the bone, without any chance of turning around?
This Qianxuan world is really amazing.
He treats mortals even more harshly than in the Warhammer 40K world.
Not to mention the physical souls of countless mortals being used to refine medicines and treasures, the spiritual root qualifications can also be deprived and taken away, and then stored, used, and even... sold as precious resources.
Chen Sanyu has no doubt that there are monks or groups in the Qianxuan world who specialize in keeping a large number of mortals captive and then selling various spiritual roots.
He believes that with the trend of interests, this kind of situation will definitely happen, and the number will never be small.
"By the way, how many mortals are there in the Shen Weapon? Aren't they worried that the mortals will be tortured to extinction?"
With a sudden curiosity, Chen Sanyu immediately found relevant information in the vast memory of Master Long Xing.
Then, based on this information, display...
As Master Long Xing only knows, there are no less than a million bonsai kingdoms ‘domesticated’ in every palace of Shenbingfang.
Generally speaking, the number of mortals is at least tens of trillions.
At the same time, in the wider mountain wilderness surrounding the core palace complex of Shenbingfang, there are also tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of 'wild' bonsai countries.
Roughly speaking, the total number of these 'wild' mortals may reach billions.
This huge number suddenly reminded Chen Sanyu of the total number of mosquitoes on the earth in his previous life...it seemed that there were only one hundred billion mosquitoes.
In other words, the number of mortals in this cultivation sect in this divine weapon workshop is thousands of times more than the number of mosquitoes on the earth in the previous life.
Chen Sanyu was not too shocked by this, but just sighed:
"There is an ancient saying that people are like ants and their lives are like grass. In this Qianxuan world, this sentence is so appropriate."
Although this was the case, he had a little doubt.
"We are all human beings. Even if we are divided into strong and weak, it is really too much to implement the law of the weak and the strong so thoroughly. If we do this, how will the entire world of cultivation be replenished with new blood?"
In doubt, Chen Sanyu quickly looked through Master Long Xing's memories.
Sure enough, deep in these memories it appears...
Master Long Xing doesn't know much about other sects, but at least within the control scope of Shenbingfang, 99% of all those who can embark on the path of cultivation have the blood of a certain cultivation family.
It is either a direct line of the family or a collateral line of the family, or it is a collateral line of a collateral line.
In short, everyone has heels, but the heels may be larger or smaller.
And if you trace the roots of these families, basically most of them can be traced back to the founders of the Shenbingfang sect thousands of years ago.
"You have already become immortals, yet you still uphold this stinking old philosophy."
Chen Sanyu frowned and sneered, "It's really sad and shameful."
Although the bloodline of countless creatures in this world, in terms of the integrity of its inheritance and its own mystery, it is not comparable to the material DNA of various creatures in the materialistic universe and time and space of all parties in the Xian clan cluster.
But he still felt that some of the concepts or philosophies of many monks in this Qianxuan world were still too old-fashioned.
But... Judging from the memory of Master Long Xing, in the Ancient Sword Sect domain he knew, many sects and cultivation families basically adhered to this inheritance system with blood as the core.
What's interesting is that even when the cultivators in this world are at extremely high levels, they can actually continue to create humans, just like ordinary people, without being affected by the so-called longevity and cultivation.
It's as if the supreme heaven in this world has no restrictions on the fertility and reproduction of the strong.
Even the Returning to the Void Dao Lord and even the Hedao Saint can still produce a bunch of offspring if they want to reproduce.
In addition, various magic weapons related to reproduction are also emerging in endlessly.
For example...the so-called human seedlings are the product of this type of magic.
With only a little blood, hair, and skin of mortals, you can use relevant spells and certain formations or magic weapons to mass-produce thousands or even more ignorant mortals.
Then these mortals...that is, the human seedlings sold in the grocery market can be used to invest in a certain wasteland.
If you plant trees in that area to build mountains and rivers, wait a thousand or two thousand years, and a large number of mortals will appear, just like planting crops.
When the time comes, the refining medicines and treasures will be harvested.
Even if a good spiritual root appears, it can be peeled off and left to the descendants of the clan for use, or resold.
This is the industrial chain.
"If things go on like this, mortals will have no chance of making a comeback, and they will not even realize that they are being squeezed to the extreme by cultivators and have their skin and bones ripped apart."
Chen Sanyu shook his head and chuckled, "Oh, the so-called Demon Sect in those fantasy works is so weak compared to the cultivation sects in this world..."
