Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 1060, Supreme Realm, Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect, Lu Yue (New Year's greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year)
1060, Supreme Realm, Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect, Lu Yue (New Year's greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year)
Forget everything?
Han Muye turned around, his eyes falling into the dark depths of the divine abyss.
Above the divine abyss is the dazzling heaven and earth.
He, Han Muye, had practiced swordsmanship and immortality in this world.
He, Han Muye, once carried the world on his back and endless life.
He, Han Muye, once had passionate brothers, close lovers, disciples, and inheritance in this world...
"When you reach the other side of reality, you have to forget everything here..." Han Muye shook his head, with a calm expression on his face, "I don't want to forget."
His words made the Original Creator across from him look up to the sky and smile.
"This is the real creature!"
"Every step we have taken and everyone we have loved, why should we forget it? How can we forget it?"
The eyes of the Origin Creator were full of brilliance, and the mighty aura from his body rushed up.
A crack seemed to be torn open in the divine abyss, and the world seemed to be directly shattered.
Such a powerful force made the creators and gods scattered around all have horrified expressions on their faces, and their bodies continued to tremble.
"Reborn, hidden, combined..." Han Muye looked at the figure of the original creator and whispered softly.
If he guessed correctly, the strength displayed by the Original Creator at this time was the extremely powerful Hedao realm in the real land.
Combining the body with the Tao and gathering the power of the Tao.
This avenue is not the avenue of the illusory world, but the avenue of the real place.
"Lu Yue, if you haven't come back yet, when will you wait—"
The Original Creator looked at Han Muye and let out a long shout, and a golden light reaching the sky directly enveloped Han Muye's body.
Han Muye was shocked, and a deep divine light flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Lu Yue, do you still remember me, Zhang Yuan?" The Original Creator smiled, staring at Han Muye, with a look of emotion on his face.
In Han Muye's mind, endless memories surged.
"Supreme Realm, Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect, Lu Yue..."
"It turns out that I also come from the real place."
"No, I'm not——"
Han Muye raised his head, and the Origin Creator opposite him nodded, his face full of regret: "Yes, yes and no."
"You failed to break through the hiding and transformed from Lu Yue into Han Muye. Lu Yue is you, and Han Muye is you too."
"Why is it you? If I come to this empty place to look for you, I will lose myself and fall forever..."
Han Muye has remembered everything.
To practice in the true place, you need to go through the three realms of hiding and nine levels in the process of rebirth.
Qi and blood are hidden, and you can choose your own strength attributes.
Inheritance is hidden, and you can choose your own practice inheritance.
The soul is hidden, looking for its own shadow in the endless years.
The illusory land is the reflection of the real land, and all the creatures in it are the reflection of the creatures in the real land for countless billions of years.
The practice method in the illusory land is an inheritance that was once spread in the real land but has finally fallen into decline.
Every creature in the illusory land once lived in the real land, but I don’t know how many billions of years ago.
It can be said that the illusory land is the long river of time in the real place, but it is different.
Because the creatures in the illusory land already have their own survival trajectories, they have not completely followed the life trajectory in the real land.
He, Han Muye, or rather Lu Yue, entered the land of illusion in search of a breakthrough because his cultivation was stuck on the third level of hiding, where his soul was hidden.
Moreover, he entered in his true body, completely lost his soul, and pursued a breakthrough.
Just using dimensional data to manifest his body and his soul to wake up would no longer give him a chance to break through.
As for the Original Creator in front of him, it was arranged by the sect to find him.
"Junior Brother Zhang Yuan, since you have seen through everything, why don't you go back?"
Han Muye looked at the Origin Creator in front of him and asked.
The Original Creator, or Zhang Yuan, the elite of the Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect, has already reached the level of Hedao cultivation, and his cultivation level in the land of returning to reality is also the highest among the sects. Why do you stay here?
After hearing his words, the Original Creator sighed and raised his hand to press on the coffin behind him.
The coffin turned into an illusion, and a figure in red emerged from it.
"I said, I don't want to forget, I don't want everything to become an illusion."
Han Muye was silent.
He cannot forget everything in this void.
Lu Yue is already Han Muye.
Three-level hiding is a process of making a choice. He has chosen to be Han Muye.
"A million years ago, no one from the Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect came to this place of imbalance."
"Senior brother, as the only Taoist disciple in the sect, you should go back and take a look."
There was a trace of complexity in the eyes of the Origin Creator, and he shook his head and said: "I have never violated the agreement with the real land, and I can no longer go back."
If you can't go back, you have to stay here forever.
Neither he nor Han Muye are the kind of bodies that condense dimensional data with real power. If they stay here, they will die.
Han Muye and the Original Creator stood opposite each other.
Neither of them wants to forget this world, nor everything in the void world.
"I can help you."
After a long time, the Prime Creator spoke again.
"I will help you return to the real place and preserve your memories."
"But you have to do something for me."
The Origin Creator's eyes were full of light, and his palms were pressed on the sarcophagus behind his back.
"Resurrect me and her in the real place."
"I promised her that I would take her to a real place and let her truly experience everything in the world."
resurrection.
Take the creatures from the imaginary land to the real place.
Both of these things are impossible.
For countless thousands of years, no one has been able to do it.
Han Muye looked beyond the sarcophagus into the distance.
He also wanted to take Junior Sister Mu Wan and Huang Laoliu and the others to see the real place.
"The founder of the Jiuxuan Tiandao Sect once said that there should be a higher realm beyond Hedao, which can make illusion and reality merge."
"It can even summon illusory creatures to go straight to the real place."
"It's just that the Patriarch failed to step into that realm."
The Original Creator looked at Han Muye: "Senior Brother, you are the Taoist, and even the Patriarch said that you might surpass him."
"Are you willing that you, and all the familiar creatures in those illusory lands, will never know what reality is?"
The words of the Original Creator made Han Muye's eyes shine with divine light.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a long silence, Han Muye nodded.
"good."
The Origin Creator let out a long laugh, and the endless sky light burst out from his body, and the nine ancestral dragons charged forward and crashed into the illusory door of eternity.
The gate of eternity vibrated, layers of golden light emerged from it, and then the gate slowly opened.
"Someone has opened the door to eternity!"
Voices sounded one after another, and the creators and gods who had been hiding around them all rushed out excitedly and rushed towards the door.
"The only ones who can open the door to eternity are primitive creatures, and they are the targets of hunting!"
In the void, figures rushed out one after another, rushing towards the Origin Creator.
The Original Creator ignored the others and kept his eyes fixed on Han Muye.
"Brother, remember your promise!"
As the voice fell, the nine ancestral dragons rushed towards the gate of eternity.
It's just that unlike others who rushed into the door, the Origin Creator drove nine dragon beasts and crashed directly into the door.
"boom--"
The gate collapsed, and billions of rays of sky light emerged.
Cracks appeared one after another.
The nine ancestral dragon beasts pulled the sarcophagus and rushed into the crack.
Han Muye took a step forward and rushed into it.
Others wanted to follow, but as soon as they came into contact with the void, they turned into a ball of illusory aura.
In front of Han Muye, there was an endless empty world, and nine dragon beasts pulled the sarcophagus and rushed into the distance, wandering to nowhere.
His body shook and slowly dissipated on the spot.
…
"Uncle Master, our Jiuxuan Dao family has been completely ruined. What can we use to pay off our debts?"
"Isn't there another sarcophagus left from ancient times? Anyway, I don't know which generation of seniors left it. If the sarcophagus was smashed, there might be some treasures in it."
"My seniors of Jiu Xuan Dao will not blame me and other juniors. Who said this world is difficult - ugh!"
In the sarcophagus, Han Muye opened his eyes and met the skinny forty-year-old Taoist priest who opened the lid of the sarcophagus.
