Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh quasi emperor
"I am committed to the immortal way and stay away from the mortal world. However, my talent is limited and my practice is very slow. All the outstanding people of my generation are making great progress. Only I have been stuck. I practiced for fourteen years, but it was not until I was seventy-four that I completed the secret realm of the wheel and sea.
, it took a full sixty years.”
"Of course, part of the reason why it was so slow was that the heaven and earth were suppressed at that time, and the essence between heaven and earth was thin. The sect I joined was only a small sect, and the entire sect did not have a few sources. The cultivation relied entirely on refining from heaven and earth.
Essence."
"But generally speaking, twenty years is the average speed to complete the wheel. It took me three times longer. After that, I opened the Tao Palace. It took another twenty years. By the time I completed the secret realm of the Tao Palace, I had already completed it.
Nearly a hundred years old.”
The Monkey King spoke slowly and slowly, as if he was not telling his own story, but telling the story of someone else.
"I'm actually not good at spiritual practice. I don't have much talent in this area. But unfortunately, I have embarked on such a path that I am not good at, and I want to keep going."
"When I reached the Taoist Palace, the heaven and earth began to change. The essence of heaven and earth spurted out, and the great road began to become active. With this east wind, it only took me forty years to complete the Taoist Palace. In the next five years, I reached the level of
The secret realm of the four extremes.”
"At that time, I was one hundred and forty-nine years old, and when I arrived in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, I had a minimum lifespan of two hundred years. Later, when I was two hundred and twelve years old and my lifespan was approaching, I finally cultivated into Dragon Transformation, which extended my life span for another hundred years.
longevity."
The words of the Monkey King were very simple, but in a few words, he described the difficult situation he faced when he first entered Taoism and struggled on the path of cultivation.
People of his generation were making great progress, but he could only watch the backs of those people.
"It was a great era, and it may not be comparable to the current situation, but in the past nearly three hundred thousand years, it was definitely the best era. Countless talented people emerged, hoping to compete for the throne, break the eternal curse, and prove the truth.
emperor!"
"At that time, many geniuses rose to prominence, and many geniuses spilled their blood and fell in battles. There were countless opportunities between heaven and earth, but they needed people to fight for them."
"I see clearly and know that my talent is limited and I cannot compete with these geniuses. If I go out to compete with them, it is just another nameless corpse on the imperial road. Therefore, I only watch the competition and practice silently in the mountains.
Cause karma.”
"Because of my way of doing things, in that era, some people called me the Old Man of the Mountain!"
"In this way, I have transformed into a dragon, quasi-mighty, almighty, king, semi-saint, saint, holy king, great sage, quasi-emperor. Almost every step I take, I almost pass the test when my life span is about to expire.
, when I look back, those who were of the same era as me, those who were infinitely more talented than me, either died of old age or died in war, but I am the only one who is still alive."
"Quasi-Emperor?!"
Chu Ming was in a state of confusion and couldn't believe it.
The gap between the Quasi-Emperor and the Holy King is simply the distance between a bright sun and a candlelight. If the Monkey King was really the Quasi-Emperor, the eight tribes would have been wiped out long ago. How could Beidou be in this situation now.
But Saint King Monkey had no reason to lie to him. Such a lie had no meaning at all.
"Yes, quasi-emperor."
The Holy King of Travelers said.
"The quasi-emperor weapons in my hand are not left behind by my predecessors. They were made by my own hands using red blood phoenix gold as a material after I became a quasi-emperor."
"It is precisely because of this that I can suppress the saint kings of all tribes. Among the eight tribes, although there are few quasi-emperor soldiers, they are not without them. If you really have quasi-emperor soldiers, you can be invincible. Da Feng Shenchao can hold Huang Wuji
How could the quasi-emperor's soldiers be shattered into pieces under the attack of the eight tribes?!"
"That……"
Chu Ming hesitated.
"Tianling!"
The Holy King of Travelers said.
"At that time, my life was approaching, but I could not replicate the miracles I had done, break the eternal curse, and prove the way to the emperor. Therefore, I teamed up with several masters who became quasi-emperors after me to conquer the forbidden area of life, Tianling, in an attempt to find a way to become an immortal.
!”
"That time, we encountered an unprecedented terror. Among our group, only Huang Wuji survived and rushed out of the Tianling Tomb. At that time, the foundation of the Dao was damaged and the Shenzang collapsed. I was about to perish before my eyes.
There was no way to escape, but by chance, he fell into a large lake made of divine source liquid and escaped."
Chu Ming had a hard time imagining what kind of horror it was that would bury so many quasi-emperors, and leave Huang Wuji with no thought of conquering the restricted area of life in his later years.
As for Tianling, Chu Ming knows that place. There are three restricted areas of life in Beidou, and Tianling is one of them. According to legend, it is the place where the heavens are buried, and all the heavens are buried in it!
"A few decades ago, a holy king among the eight tribes overestimated his own capabilities and attacked Tianling. This woke me up."
"Perhaps due to the changes in heaven and earth, the great terror in Tianling has disappeared, and a group of holy kings can roam freely inside."
"And because of the collapse of the divine treasure, I can only exert the combat power of the Holy King level."
Hearing this, Chu Ming deeply realized the power of the Monkey King. The collapse of the divine treasure should be a fatal injury for any cultivator. Even if he was alive, he would only be able to survive for at most one hour or three, and he would be a dead person.
However, after the Holy Treasure of God collapsed, the Monkey King was not only able to fight, but also lived for so many years. This was simply an unpredictable method.
"I don't mean much when I tell you this. I just want to tell you that the strongest is not necessarily the best. For any cultivator, the path that suits him best is the best, regardless of the way of heaven or humanity.
So true!”
"Just like what you said before, it means that every era has its own route. Similarly, in terms of spiritual practice, every practitioner also has his own route."
"And the route, in the final analysis, is the direction. To cut the road, to cut the road, you have to cut in the direction in your heart. Your road is very special and has huge conflicts. Generally, even if the direction is unclear to the practitioner, it will be cut. There will be no
It's a big problem, and if you don't know the direction, one slash will cause your whole body to fall apart."
The Holy King of Travelers said.
"direction."
Hearing this, Chu Ming fell into deep thought.
From what Chu Ming has seen before, the so-called cutting method is to cut off something in one's heart, whether it is a person, a memory, or even a thought. This is the way of giving up, and with giving up, there is gain.
As long as this road is cut, it doesn't matter what direction it is. But now what the Monkey King said has opened up a whole new way of thinking for Chu Ming.
The Quasi-Emperor is worthy of being a Quasi-Emperor, an existence that stands at the pinnacle of life in the universe. Even though he is completely disabled now, his wisdom does not change as his power weakens.
But at this moment, the oxen pulled the cart and appeared on an altar made of five-color soil. The power that penetrated the starry sky erupted from the altar, and then the ox cart disappeared directly from Beidou.