The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-two chapters realize the profound meaning of wood
The fourteenth level of the abyss is like a cosmic starry sky rotating, oozing with terrifying pressure!
The origin of the abyss and the prison of the abyss are two completely different concepts. To recognize the master of the abyss, you must clear the eighteenth level of origin. The strongest in the past is only the seventeenth level of origin!
As soon as Dao Ling reached the fourteenth floor, his soul was about to collapse, and his whole body was trembling slightly. He felt that there was an unimaginable giant beast standing in his soul, which was about to crush him at any time and kill him!
Dao Ling took a breath, he was very surprised, because the pressure of the fourteenth level was too terrifying, even more perverted than Cang Jue said.
Cang Jue has been in the abyss for nearly ten years. He often goes to the origin of the abyss. The last time Dao Ling and Cang Jue met, it was because Cang Jue was almost killed by the fourteenth level!
If one can say that one has a will comparable to that of almighty after passing through the tenth level, but these fourteenth level are the will of the supreme and powerful!
The fourteenth level of the abyss can be said to be a boundary, just like the boundary between the ninth and tenth levels, which is extremely difficult to break through.
"Fourteenth floor!" Dao Ling's fists were clenched, and a look of determination flashed between his brows. He had suffered endless hardships in his life, and he had survived all the major difficulties.
What's more, now, it's just a step-by-step exercise of will!
"If I can get through, the taiyin root energy in the fourteenth floor should be able to help me completely cultivate my origin!"
Dao Ling felt fast, very fast!
As long as the original space can be opened, it won't be like being at the mercy of others now, but it will probably take a little longer.
Moreover, it is extremely important for monks to temper their will. The Infinite Emperor spent two hundred years tempering his will in the abyss, and finally reached the seventeenth level.
Will is like a sword. The longer it is forged, the sharper it becomes. The fourteenth floor of the abyss is equivalent to a weapon refining room, and it is also the strongest weapon refining room.
But the longer the sword is forged, the easier it is to become useless. It is also extremely dangerous to hone your will in the abyss!
Dao Ling is wandering on the fourteenth floor. He can only move on the fringes now. Once he breaks into the depths, he will definitely die. This does not need to be explained at all.
Time passed slowly, and after two months, Dao Ling basically crawled out and returned to the tenth floor. After a few days, the prison boss took away the half-dead Dao Ling and threw him to the eighteenth floor.
"Junior brother!"
Cang Jue and others gathered around to watch. The God of War waved his hand to signal them to be quiet. He checked Dao Ling's condition and said in a deep voice: "It's nothing serious, but he needs to rest for a while."
Cang is very clear about this state. People always have a limit. Entering the abyss is a dangerous place that challenges the limits of the human body. If you can't endure it, your will will collapse.
It took half a month for Dao Ling to gradually recover. He could feel that his will had strengthened and he could feel that his will was beginning to change.
"Dao Ling is crazy, he went there again!" Jian Tianfeng was stunned for a moment. On this day, Dao Ling once again provoked the prison boss and was taken away.
"Hey, I don't know what Dao Ling wants to do? It's already hard enough, so why bother yourself."
"Even if we are released, it will be difficult for us to survive for long."
Several great powers sighed, because after staying in the abyss for a long time, an unimaginable layer of cold poisonous energy would accumulate in the body. Ninety percent of the people who died in these eighteen levels were unable to withstand the torment of the cold poisonous energy.
And thus fell.
"Ahem!" The Army God's face became even paler, and he looked extremely tired. The Army God has been here for decades, and now he feels that his end is coming.
"Dead end... There is no way out."
The God of War also knew very well that they would all die silently, and it was even impossible for outsiders to pay for their lives all the time.
Another year has passed, and it has been two years since Dao Ling came to the Abyss. But what makes him anxious is that the pressure of will on the fourteenth level of the Abyss is too strong. He has stayed there for more than half a year and has only just approached the core area.
However, the core area is an unimaginable mountain, and Dao Ling is a little breathless under the pressure.
"Dao Ling, look quickly, the old man is dying!" Jian Tianfeng was anxious that day, and the situation of the military god was very bad.
Dao Ling's eyes opened suddenly. After two years of tempering, his temperament had changed. His eyes were like two abyss, astonishingly deep.
"Cough cough cough..."
The military god was lying on the ground, his head was white and he was gloomy. There were deep wrinkles on his face and his eyes were very cloudy.
The God of War shivered, he felt very cold, as if there was an ice cave inside his body, trying to swallow him up.
"Military God, how long can you hold on? Tell me how long you can hold on!" Dao Ling clenched his fists, feeling that Military God's condition was very bad and he was very close to his end.
"I'm about to die." The God of War trembled: "Death is a kind of relief for me. I really hope it comes soon. I don't want to hold on any longer."
"There will always be miracles in this world, you have to hold on!" Dao Ling shouted in a deep voice: "You have to hold on, hold on!"
Dao Ling almost roared, feeling pain in his heart, because Dao Ling felt that the hope of the Military God was in him, but he had not yet passed the fourteenth floor!
"Miracles... there will be miracles, I don't believe in miracles anymore..." The military god burst out laughing, sobbing laughter, tears falling down his old face, and murmuring to himself: "But I am not willing to give in.
Not willing to give in…”
The God of War, a late-blooming man, became famous in Shanhaiguan. It can be said that he was glorious and dominated the world.
He commanded millions of soldiers and horses, and was a popular figure in that era.
But decades later, he was plagued by illness, biting by the cold, and his death was approaching, so he had the idea of seeking death.
"But death is a luxury wish for me." The military god seemed to be laughing, breathing very heavily, and every breath was extremely difficult.
Because their lives do not belong to them, they cannot die, their lives can only belong to the abyss.
"Junior brother, look at it, I've given away seven old men." Cang Jue looked at the silent Dao Ling and sighed: "But the day they leave, we will all silently bless them. This is indeed a blessing for us.
It's a relief."
The people in Abyss all looked at the God of War with calm eyes, watching the moment when the God of War was about to be enveloped by the aura of death. But at this time, Cang Jue's expression changed drastically and he turned to stare at Dao Ling.
"How is that possible!"
A group of people were so frightened that their eyes nearly popped out, their eyes full of horror.
"Hurry!" The military god jumped up and roared like an old lion: "There is still an hour before the prison head patrol. The inside and outside are sealed, and they must not be discovered!"
The minds of hundreds of people were trembling, and they acted quickly under the command of the God of War, because once the prison boss discovered the strange changes inside, Dao Ling would be doomed.
Dao Ling is sitting cross-legged on the ground. He is now a mortal, but his whole body is surging with an unimaginable fluctuation. It seems like a vast and boundless divine sea of life!
The abyss on the eighteenth level is a dead place, and the charm that Dao Ling exudes is too inconsistent with this world.
Dao Ling seemed to have seen an immortal tree. It was so majestic and terrifying. It was rooted in the ancient universe and seemed to be the link between the entire universe!
It is entangled with endless spiritual spirits, and it represents the evolution of the highest level of life meaning, enriching the endless sea of life!
Daoling seems to have turned into an ancient tree, into a tree of life!
The picture in his eyes was changing again, and he saw another unimaginable shadow. He seemed to represent immortality!
"I faintly heard the ancient chanting sound, which is no weaker than the ancient True Dragon Sutra!"
Cang Jue was extremely shocked. He felt that Daoling had mastered a terrible scripture, probably the Emperor's scripture!
"This fucking secret is a secret!" Jian Tianfeng almost fell to the ground and lost his voice: "The secret, the secret of wood, no, this is not the secret of wood, it is probably the secret of wood that has evolved to the level of a first-class secret.
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"But how could Dao Ling realize the secret?"
The people around were all dumbfounded. They had all the sources of divine power sealed away!
But Dao Ling has now realized the secret. What is going on?
This is all so evil!
"What are you doing here? You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
The prison door on the 18th floor opened, and a patrolling cell leader walked in with murderous intent.
"Mom, come on!" Cang Jue rushed forward with a broken bowl and smashed it directly on the cell leader's head.
"You are seeking death!" The cell leader was furious. Even a mortal dared to sneak attack on him. This was asking for death!
"Ah!" Cang Jue was almost kicked to death by the prison head. He flew out like a broken kite and coughed up blood.
An old man stood up, licked his nostrils, and smiled with his teeth exposed: "I just dreamed that I slept with Shen Geng's wife."
"Zhao Xiuzhu!" Shen Geng was about to explode and roared: "We are all rebelling, we are all rebelling!"
He shook the whip in his hand and whipped Zhao Xiuzhu wildly, but the people around him went crazy and cursed Shen Geng, disturbing his mind.
Daoling's enlightenment has reached the most critical moment, and there is a fairy tree faintly behind him.
The abyss is isolated from the world. There is no substance in it, only its breath lasts forever!
"How on earth is it done?" The military god's scalp was numb. Dao Ling was comprehending a secret, but how did he comprehend a secret?
Want to practice or comprehend the secrets here? This is basically impossible. I have never heard that you can practice and comprehend the secrets here!
Not to mention comprehending a profound meaning that is completely opposite to the aura of the abyss!
But at this moment, the sealed innate cave in Daoling's body suddenly exploded with divine light. There was actually a fairy tree inside that exploded with divine glow, flowing with a supreme life essence fire!
This is the psychic tree that has revived. The psychic tree has been sleeping since it swallowed a piece of building wood, but it revived two years later, and the scene of its revival is a bit scary.
It was like a young Jianmu growing, because it was conceived in the Xiantian Cave, which also led Dao Ling to take the opportunity to understand the great meaning of Jianmu.
This secret is very strange and can be encompassed by the secret of wood! It has evolved!