Eight hundred and seventieth chapters into the temple
Yang Luotian frowned slightly when he heard the words of Old Creation. Although he didn't believe in the nonsense that Old Creation had been in seclusion for eight hundred years, he was sure that Old Creation had a secret method to extend his lifespan, which was his law of time. He said he was not attracted by this secret method.
It was impossible, but facing Old Man of Creation who might be even more powerful than him, Yang Luotian gave up the idea of grabbing the inheritance of time and artistic conception from Old Man of Creation.
Yang Luotian groaned and did not continue to speak. He was extremely afraid of Old Man Creation.
On the side of Daye Divine Kingdom, Ou Yehua, the great uncle of Daye Emperor, just smiled at Old Man of Creation and said hello. He was not familiar with Old Man of Creation and was neither an enemy nor a friend, unlike Yang Luotian, who had been with Old Man of Creation.
A great battle.
Lin Ming, on the other hand, felt a few malicious glances from the crowd. Following those glances, he found, as expected, it was Situ Yaoxi and Situ Bonan.
"These two old guys are really haunting!"
Lin Ming's face turned gloomy. Situ Yaoxi and Situ Bonan's lifespan was running out, and they relied on external opportunities to forcibly ascend to the Divine Sea Realm. If they missed this opportunity, they would not live for five or six hundred years.
Lin Ming was not surprised to appear here.
"Haha, Brother Lin, you are indeed here."
From a distance, Ou Ye Qingfeng and Yang Yun bowed their hands to Lin Ming, and Lin Ming returned the gesture one by one.
After a brief glance, Lin Ming discovered that beside Ou Ye Qingfeng and Yang Yun, there were several handsome young men with fresh faces. Their cultivation levels were all six or seven levels of life-destruction. Their aura was no weaker than Situ Yaoyue.
"Is he Lin Lanjian?"
Next to Ou Ye Qingfeng, a young man holding a cyan sword raised his eyebrows. His name was Ou Yequn. Like Qin Yu, he also suffered from the sixth level of fate and was half-step to the divine sea. However, he was stronger than Qin Yu in one thing.
That is his innate Purple Yang Mysterious Veins, which are alien meridians.
However, the physical aptitudes of the warriors of Ziyang Xuanmai were average, and Ou Yequn was one step behind in the end, failing to set foot on the seventh level of Life Destruction, and started to set foot on the Divine Sea with the sixth level of Life Destruction.
Ou Yequn was worried about this. He had great ambitions, but if he failed to reach the seventh level of destiny, he had no hope of becoming the best in the world.
"Not bad!" Ou Ye Qingfeng nodded.
Ou Yequn narrowed his eyes. Will he be the best in the world in the future? I wonder what secrets he has!
"The Temple of Miracles is in the mist ahead. The entrance is guarded by an energy layer. The energy layer is the weakest in the early morning and evening. Everyone, we can enter after one more incense.
The person who spoke was the great uncle of Emperor Daye. Following his words, the team moved forward slowly. Lin Ming soon saw the legendary Temple of Miracles through the fog.
This temple is suspended high above the clouds. From a distance, it looks like a shining golden light, like a jade tower. The top of the palace penetrates deep into the Nine Heavens Thunder Field, and there are countless thunder snakes surrounding the dome. It doesn't look right at all.
There are no plaques or other fonts on the Temple of Miracles, only countless dense silver inscriptions covering the entire Temple of Miracles.
This hall does not have a gate. Directly in front of it is a row of huge pillars dozens of feet high. Between the pillars is a dark entrance. There is a layer of distortion force field surrounding the entrance to separate it from the outside world.
This kind of force field is not artificially arranged, but because the Miracle Temple contains some kind of magical energy. The energy itself is too powerful and naturally distorts the surrounding space to form a closed force field, just like the eternal magic pit Thousand Miles Forbidden Zone and the Eight Thousand
The situation is the same in the Black Swamp, but the force field around the Temple of Miracles is smaller and more powerful.
"I'm taking the first step!"
Yang Luotian gave a long laugh and drove the divine chariot into an entrance between the two pillars. When he was approaching the force field, he took out a golden mace from the Sumeru Ring and struck it on the closed force field.
, directly breaking the force field, a group of more than fifty people, including the Jiuding Divine Kingdom, Shenhai strongmen and young heroes, plus the forces from the Holy Land, entered it in a mighty manner.
Immediately afterwards, Daye Divine Kingdom was not far behind. Ou Yehua broke through the force field and entered with a group of more than forty people.
The Kingdom of Shura and the Kingdom of Seven Stars followed closely, followed by the casual cultivators.
Old Man Creation was not in a hurry. He said to Lin Ming: "At the entrance of the Temple of Miracles, every gap between the two pillars leads to a different place. Let's choose a separate road and don't go with them."
After Old Man Creation finished speaking, he randomly chose a direction, slapped his hand, and the force field shattered, and he calmly entered the Temple of Miracles.
"Hua Hua Hua..."
Black waves lapped against the rocks. Lin Ming stood on a beach, but he didn't know whether the land under his feet was an island or a continent.
The black ocean is vast and boundless, much like the legendary Sea of Miracles.
On the island, there are huge trees like giant umbrellas everywhere. These big trees are tens of feet high and cannot be hugged by more than a dozen people. The trees are dotted with light, like stars in the sky. There is no sun in this world, but because of these big trees
The little stars on the sky brightly illuminate the world.
"Could this be an island on the Sea of Miracles?"
Lin Ming was shocked. Even though he had always wanted to explore the secret of the Sea of Miracles, he had always been extremely afraid of this sea area. If he really came to the sea, he would not have the slightest confidence to go out. Compared to the best person in the world back then
, he is still far away.
"Don't panic, this is the world in the Temple of Miracles. There is a world within a grain of sand. Those ancient powers with extremely high cultivation levels have the power of mustard seeds. It is not surprising that they have opened up many worlds in the temple! This is space.
The fifth level of artistic conception, Xumi Mustard Seed!"
"Fifth level?" Lin Ming was shocked. He now knew that each law was divided into several realms. For example, the fire law was divided into nine realms. The first two were the scorching artistic conception and the destructive artistic conception.
, corresponding to the first two worlds of the Divine Mirror, and later, each artistic conception corresponds to a world, and the later realms become more profound and difficult to understand. Until now, Lin Ming was still stuck in the second level of the Fire Law.
In terms of the first level and the third level, Lin Ming's achievements in the realm of fire were already quite astonishing.
And according to Old Man Creation, the ancient power of the Temple of Miracle Creation has reached at least the fifth level of spatial artistic conception, which is really powerful!
"How many realms are there in space? What are they?" Lin Ming couldn't help but ask.
Old Man Creation did not hide anything and said directly: "There are ten realms of space law, which are: distorting space, cutting off the sky, dimensional slash, shattering the void, mustard seeds, space storm, black hole vortex, ten-dimensional space, and destroying the world.
Creation!”
Old Man Creation said the names of the ten realms in one breath without explaining them in detail. However, just hearing the names shocked Lin Ming. The rest was simply unimaginable.
Old Man Creation sighed: "The road to martial arts is endless. Among these ten levels of artistic conception, the first five levels are relatively simple and are all basic artistic conceptions, but the last five levels are already difficult to predict. The so-called space storm is the power to control space for one's own use.
, when the mind moves, the space moves, you can do whatever you want. The black hole vortex compresses the space into a point without volume. All matter involved in it will collapse into nothingness inside and will never be able to come out. The ten-dimensional space is too old to be understood now, and it will be destroyed.
World and creation both refer to destruction and creation of thousands of worlds. What a great power this is!"
The plane where Tianyan Continent is located is the Great Thousand Worlds, but it is only one of the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds. How many such worlds there really are cannot be calculated. The Divine Realm is measured in thousands, which is one billion, so it is called Three Thousand.
The Great Thousand Worlds, each Great Thousand World, are dependent on countless Middle Thousand Worlds and Small Thousand Worlds, which are extremely complex.
It is really unimaginable to destroy and create such a terrifying world system!
"What state has Senior Creation reached?" Lin Ming couldn't help but ask.
Old Man Creation shook his head and sighed: "I have only comprehended the third level - Dimensional Slash. There is no hope of taking another step forward in this life."
When he mentioned Dimensional Slash, Lin Ming remembered that the sword used by Old Man Creation to defeat Situ Haotian was none other than Dimensional Slash. It used space fragments as weapons to cut everything! Even if Situ Haotian turned into a troll holy body, he would not be able to do it at all.
Coming down, it's not on the same level at all.
It is also very amazing to be able to understand the third level of artistic conception and dimensional slashing.
"Little friend Lin, the road ahead is not too difficult. You can clear the way for me." Old Man Creation said casually.
Lin Ming heard the implication: Old Man Creation wanted to train himself.
He pondered for a while and couldn't help but said: "Senior Creation, I have something I don't know whether to ask or not."
"But there's no harm in talking."
"What this junior wants to ask is, why does Senior Creation take such good care of this junior?"