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Chapter 574 Pangu's Axe, Schr?dinger's Cat

Although Feng Zhou served as the Qinghua Emperor of the East, he soon decentralized his power and became a quiet and inactive person.

Because if he had more power, the superior Jade Emperor would take action.

The Jade Emperor has practiced cultivation since he was a child and has endured one thousand, seven hundred and fifty calamities. Each calamity is worth one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. Although he is not a saint, his cultivation is boundless and he can completely crush anyone in the three realms.

Anyone, including Gautama Buddha.

Feng Zhou also knew that he had not experienced many tribulations and would never be able to become a true saint. Of course, he would not be able to fight against the Jade Emperor.

Thousands of years have passed, and Xiaoqing's body and soul have perished as time has passed.

All his relatives have disappeared into the three realms.

Feng Zhou also resigned from the Eastern Pole Qinghua Emperor and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, slowly cultivating.

Long chaos, boundless,

Feng Zhou didn't know how long he had been exploring the hermitage.

Ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years? One million years? Tens of millions of years? Or hundreds of millions of years?

After resigning from the so-called East Pole Qinghua Emperor and explaining all the matters clearly, he left quietly and hid in the boundless world outside the Three Thousand Universes.

In that world, there is only endless loneliness and eternal boredom. At first, it was a little uncomfortable, but as time went by, you got used to it.

Although he is a quasi-sage, he cannot create water, wood, fire, or earth, and recreate the universe. Therefore, Feng Zhou does not know when he will leave, nor when he will disappear. He can only practice hard and maintain his true self.

Whether it was the loneliness of the boundless world outside or the ever-changing and weird environment here, Feng Zhou was deeply impressed.

Sometimes there is no trace of a living being for millions of years, and sometimes there are several Chaos Demon Gods encountered in a year, without any pattern at all.

With Feng Zhou's strength and realm, it would be easy to deal with the Chaos Demon God, but it wouldn't take much effort, so he was very disappointed.

He also wanted to meet living beings who were successful in cultivation, and then have a good argument with them.

Without the object of verification, his way forward is at a loss. He can only fumble on his own, not knowing whether it is correct or not?

He also returned to his original world several times, only to find that the Jade Emperor was still high above, the Sanqing, and the Buddha's reputations resounded throughout the universe, but no new saint appeared.

The way of the Three Purities is our own way, and the way of the Buddha is the way of the Buddha. We can only learn from it and not follow it, otherwise we will only weaken ourselves and become a clone of the saint.

Countless centuries have passed, and Feng Zhou's realm has only taken a small step forward. But he is still satisfied, after all, there is no way forward.

He lived such a boring life year after year, and even he didn't know exactly how many years had passed. He just kept moving forward in a vague direction.

There is no joy or sorrow in my heart, and I have been immersed in a special state for a long time, as if there is a very vague voice constantly calling and guiding me.

On this day, the originally chaotic colors in front suddenly disappeared, and Feng Zhou suddenly woke up from his hazy state. He looked up and was indescribably surprised. The boundless outer universe was transformed into complete nothingness, with no light, no darkness, no sound, no light and shadow.

It is a complete nothingness.

This is, has he reached before the Tai Chi Period?

Pangu opened the sky, in the Tai Chi Period...

Before the Taiji Period, there was the Taiyi Period, where there was no time, no space, no light, no darkness, no sound, no light and shadow, it was complete nothingness.

Until Pangu created the world.

There is no matter in the Taiyi era, only the state of the universe of boundless nothingness. It is not accurate to even call it a universe, because there is neither time nor space. It is just a little bit of nothingness that will be born.

With such thoughts flashing through Feng Zhou's mind, he kept walking and stepped directly out of the chaotic airflow.

He is a quasi-sage who has been practicing for countless ages. With one step, he can travel hundreds of millions of miles away.

Even the speed of light cannot be exceeded.

But the next moment, the stars were turning and the sky was spinning. Even Feng Zhou couldn't help but feel dizzy and frightened in his heart. He didn't know what happened.

How could one be dizzy in the midst of nothingness?

"We are born weak, and when someone comes, I would like to congratulate fellow Taoist fellow Daoist for breaking through selflessness and arriving at Taiqing Heaven!"

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly came into his ears. Feng Zhou was shocked. How long had it been since he heard a human voice?

Millions of years? Tens of millions of years? Or billions of years?

Feng Zhou raised his head and looked intently, and saw a clear old man standing in front of him. He had a mysterious appearance and a strange body. He had yellow and white hair and beard, long eyebrows, broad forehead, long ears, big eyes, sparse teeth, and square teeth.

Thick lips

Taiqingtian, old man?

who is he?

With the power of sealing a boat, thousands of people in the world can tell where it is at a glance.

But Feng Zhou couldn't see the old man's footsteps.

Then he must be above a quasi-sage.

But as a quasi-sage, how valuable is one's identity? I just don't want to pretend to be someone else.

Then there is only one possibility for the person in front of you!

Taiqing Daodetianzun.

He stood there quietly, so old that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

But in this world, there is no wind at all.

"Meet the Taiqing Daode Tianzun." Feng Zhou bowed slightly and held his hand.

"I know you, as Taoist friend Fengzhou, have gone through hundreds of millions of years of chaos and finally come here." Taiqing's moral deity, also known as Lao Tzu, beheaded three corpses to become a saint, and the good corpse Taishang Laojun was in Fengzhou.

After the Great Tribulation of God, he lived in seclusion in heaven, refining elixirs and transforming into Taoism.

"But I don't know why I came here? Where is this place?" Feng Zhou asked.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao, and the name can be named, but it is very famous. Since you are here, you can rest assured." Taiqing paused, and continued: "This is Taiqingtian, and it is Taiyi Ji Zhuan.

It’s the time of Tai Chi.”

"That is before the Taiqing opened the sky?" Feng Zhou exclaimed.

"There are three thousand universes, and there are three thousand saints. Whenever I look for the source, I think about Taiyi Ji, because with tears, I can create the heel of a saint, and the heel of a saint is none other than Taiqing."

"Too clear?" Feng Zhou was puzzled.

"Taiqing is the orthodoxy of heaven and earth..." Taiqing said: "In the vast universe, the real great causes and effects are all attributed to Taiqing. Taiqing incarnates the world, and everything in the prehistoric era has cause and effect with him. All the cause and effects of the prehistoric era are exhausted.

After returning to Taiqing, there is no dispute in the world."

"Three thousand saints, everyone competes for the position of Taiqing. The Twelve Ancestor Witches, Huang Tianhou Tu, Fuxi Nuwa, and Taiyi Emperor Jun have all served as Taiqing.

"In order to prevent the saints from competing for the honor of Taiqing, the poor Taoist reopened the Taiyi discipline, became Taiqing himself, created the heaven and the earth, and ended all cause and effect."

Tai said calmly.

"My husband doesn't fight, so don't fight with him in the world. Taiqing was so benevolent and kind that Feng Zhou admired him."

Feng Zhou said, and in his heart he understood Tai Qing's painstaking efforts.

Taiqing is a saint, a saint who transforms the three pure states into one thing. It is easy for him to reopen the world and create water and fire again.

"But what does this have to do with me?" After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he continued to ask.

"You are a quasi-sage and should be regarded as the Great Dao, as the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. But if you take this path, you need to come to see me, and then experience three thousand worlds and encounter countless calamities before you can achieve the Great Dao."

"Before I opened up the world and created a new world, this world was unknown. Pindao called it Pangu's axe."

"Before Pangu's ax created the world, no one knew what kind of world it was. But after it was created, this world was the only one in the universe."

Feng Zhou muttered in his heart: "Isn't it just Schrödinger's cat? I understand."

"That's it." He thought in his heart, but Feng Zhou nodded at this moment.

I have some understanding in my heart.

In this world, it was Taiqing who created the world, who traveled through three thousand worlds, and who experienced countless calamities, Fengzhou.

Then in another world, the one who created the world might be Yuanshi Tianzun, and the one who experienced countless tribulations might be someone else.

It's so wonderful that it cannot be expressed in words.

"Traveling through three thousand worlds, you must influence the general trend, otherwise you will not be able to escape the shackles of heaven!" Tai Qing warned calmly, and at the same time, he stretched out his finger and a glowing light instantly flew into Feng Zhou's mind.

"I am good at influencing the general trend!" Feng Zhou muttered in his heart and accepted the glowing light calmly.

"Go, go to those three thousand worlds, survive countless calamities, and achieve the status of Hunyuan."

Tai Qing spoke calmly.

When Feng Zhou's memory was about to be sealed, he saw an old man with a white beard who was beyond his understanding and imagination, encompassing all concepts and everything. Holding a big ax, he split open the wind, earth, water, and fire...


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