Chapter 1525 The Three Ways of the Emperor's Road, the Three Questions of the Life Road
"When necessary, use the fire elves." Tang Yan reminded Huo Ling'er in a low voice. He felt an invisible crisis. With his seriously injured body, he could not continue to fight hard, so he could only use the last secret method.
Huo Ling'er was strange and confused. He could feel Tang Yan's vigilance, but he didn't catch the killing intent and danger from the space. He didn't know what Tang Yan was worried about.
"Child, you are back." From the depths of the thick fog, a voice floated slowly, abrupt but peaceful, with a majestic and majestic tone, but it could make people feel calm and harmless.
Tang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly and he scanned the surroundings, looking for the source of the sound.
At this time, the fog faded slightly and the vision became slightly clearer.
Just more than ten meters in front of Tang Yan, a hazy figure was looming, staring at Tang Yan through the thin fog.
"Who is there?" Tang Yan was on guard, his eyes quietly aroused, but strangely he couldn't see anything clearly. There was clearly a figure, but it seemed to be an unreal existence.
The figure stared at him quietly, as if exploring or thinking. After a long period of silence, the voice came out again, but it was an inexplicable word: "I shouldn't come here, and you shouldn't come here either."
"Who are you?" Tang Yan was confused, come here? Where? This swamp, or the Lost World of War?
"You just need to remember that the imperial path is destined to be full of ups and downs. Only after nine deaths can one be reborn. The hope for nirvana will be sublimated."
"Countless martyrs have demonstrated the truth with their lives and resisted heaven with their lives. However, the journey to the emperor is long, how many people can reach it?"
"Pure body, spirit refining, and soul condensation, all are indispensable."
The sound was ethereal and booming, like the sound of the great road, like the sound of Hongmeng, echoing in the thick sea of fog, roaring in Tang Yan's ears, making Tang Yan's expression change and his eyebrows furrow.
"The path to the emperor's path is definitely not about practicing martial arts in the dust."
"Pray to the Martial Lord, just refine your body; pray to the Martial Saint, just have an enlightenment."
"In the hope that the holy journey will be prosperous, we should offer gifts to the sky and pray to all living beings."
The phantom walked step by step towards Tang Yan, but in Tang Yan's vision it was still hazy, still blurry, and like a majestic mountain proudly moving forward, bringing Tang Yan unspeakable oppression, and even more endless ways.
Enlightenment and.
Although Tang Yan was deliberately vigilant and did not listen very carefully, when the sound entered his ears, it was like an enlightenment, and every word was like a living life, soaking into his consciousness and blending into the sea of energy.
Involuntarily, I listened attentively, and even my vigilance and nervousness disappeared invisibly.
"I pray that on the way to the emperor, I need to wash away the lead, destroy the mortal body, and cut off the seven emotions and six desires. Bear the unbearable weight of fate, and understand the unreasonable state of human nature. After nine deaths and reincarnations, I will reach Nirvana and realize the Tao."
"The Tribulation Emperor of Fate, the Holy Emperor of Overlord, and the Ancient Emperor of Enlightenment are the three ways of the emperor. Three glimpses of the way of heaven, and three grasps of numerology. The three steps end, the heavenly tribulation comes, is it death? Is it life? Death, the fate of the world ends, and the soul returns.
The loess is alive, as powerful as the sky, and as long-lived as the earth."
"Pray for the emperor's way, seize the luck of all living beings, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, glimpse the rise and fall of ancient times, walk on the sky, and stand against the sky. Are you ready?"
The figure stood five steps away, still blurry and hazy, but one could feel its majestic majesty and majesty, like an emperor overlooking his subjects and proud of the mountains and rivers.
Tang Yan's breath was heavy, his chest felt tight, and he felt an unspeakable urge to kneel down. It was the first time in his life that he had such a mysterious and horrifying feeling, and it was also the first time that he felt insignificance and looking up.
The words "ready" made Tang Yan's eardrums roar, his body vibrating and his eyes clear.
"Who are you……"
"Are you ready?" The figure spoke again, like thunder from the sky, with such power that Tang Yan could not breathe.
In the mist and haze, the figure's eyes suddenly became as bright as light, staring at Tang Yan.
"I……"
"Are you ready?" He spoke for the third time, his voice louder and more powerful.
Tang Yan was very confused, but hesitated again and again, and nodded slowly: "In the near future, I, Tang Yan, will be named after all the emperors who have been left behind."
Poof! The figure suddenly collapsed, turned into a thin white mist, and melted into the thick fog.
Tang Yan frowned and looked at the fog around him absentmindedly.
Three "are you ready" questions gave him an ominous premonition.
If I want to deliberately introduce the imperial path, the words have the meaning of on-demand, and every word is soaked with cruelty and hardship, as if it is on-demand, but also as a reminder.
"Who are you?" Tang Yan looked up at the mist, feeling inexplicably wary.
"The long river of destiny is endless. When you step into oblivion, you are stepping into the path of destiny."
The majestic voice sounded again, but this time it was ethereal and mysterious, seeming to reverberate in the heaven and earth, and seem to focus on Tang Yan's ears.
"Now that you are ready, please accept the test of God and the most cruel test of the imperial path."
"Is it life? Is it death?"
"Is it after nine deaths that the soul returns to the earth, or after Nirvana to aspire to the supreme heaven?"
"I, in the distant future, will watch your struggles and listen to your wailings."
"Remember every word you say today, keep it in your heart, and practice it in your deeds."
It went on and on, drifting and flickering, until there was no sound.
As the sound faded, the fog between heaven and earth gradually thinned, and the lush ancient trees and the vast green sea became clear in sight.
Tang Yan is now standing between a few ordinary ancient trees, with a dim red sky above his head and a brown swamp under his feet. Zhao Zimo, Du Yang and others are scattered not far away, scattered here and there.
Maintaining a vigilant posture, he looked at the dissipating fog in amazement.
Whizzing!
Nian Wuxin, Nian Wuqing, as well as the 'missing' Nian Wuyi and Nian Wude all rose into the air and looked around the audience.
"Is everyone here? Is anyone injured?" Ma Yanwang rose into the air, frowning. He found that the previous vigilant atmosphere in the mountains and fields no longer existed, and it had completely disappeared.
Everyone looked around each other and found that everyone who should be there was there, including several husbands and judges.
"How many days have we been here?"
"Why are you all here?"
"We lost our way after entering the fog. We kept spinning in circles and couldn't get out. It seemed like we were trapped in a maze."
The three judges were a little annoyed and even a little ashamed. A small exploratory mission actually trapped all three of them inside.
"Who is playing tricks on us?" Nian Wuyi felt irritated, but the spiritual power he had used many times in the fog was absorbed, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any shock. It was really weird and terrifying.
"Have you encountered anything special?" Xuanyuan Longli felt strange. Looking at various situations, it was obvious that someone had set up a fog, but it did not harm anyone or leave any clues. It was obviously abnormal.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
Ma Yanwang looked at Tang Yan, who hesitated slightly and shook his head.
Tang Yan was actually full of doubts. The figure didn't talk to anyone else? Did he only talk to himself?
strangeness!!
He used to be active in Beast Mountain and then left mysteriously?
He once read the pure body of the child and then appeared here?
Could it be that he was looking for himself, and then used this method to lure him after he failed?
But he didn't hesitate to alarm the saints of Beast Mountain, just to have a word with him when they met?
Who is he?
Why should you guide yourself? Or are you wary of something?
Ma Yanwang's eyes never left Tang Yan, noticing the confusion and complexity in his expression at this moment, he hesitated slightly, but in the end he did not forcefully ask.
The young master is not a child. He knows the severity of things when he encounters them. Since he didn't mention it, he should have his own ideas and just follow him for the time being.
"Wu Wu Qing, pay more attention to the young master and know your balance." Ma Yanwang whispered without leaving a trace when he walked past Nian Qing Wu.
"Understood." Nian Qingqing could naturally feel the weirdness of the whole thing.
Everyone exchanged opinions with each other and decided to return along the way.
Tang Yan was slightly behind, looking back at the Huangnigou swamp and the already calm sky. At this moment, a few special sounds could not help but ring in his ears again.
"Pray for the imperial journey...to bear the unbearable weight of fate, to understand the unreasonable state of human nature...nine deaths and reincarnation, and to realize the Tao in Nirvana."
What is the unbearable weight of fate?
What is the incomprehensible state of human nature?
"I, in the distant future, will watch your struggles and listen to your wailings."
Is this a declaration of war? Or a reminder?
Is this an encouragement? Or a curse?
"Pray for the emperor's way... to seize the luck of all living beings, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and see the rise and fall of ancient times... walk on the sky and stand against the sky."
What does it mean to take away the luck of all living beings? What does it mean to receive the essence of heaven and earth?
What does it mean to step on the sky and go against the sky?
"are you ready?"
Am I ready?
Am I... ready...?
PS: Two updates are here, there are still updates, keep walking, it is expected to be around 6pm in the evening.
The flower list is in a hurry and is about to be exploded. Brothers, please stand up?!