"Aren't you curious? What is the experience and insights I left behind in this seventh hall?" Old Feng smiled mysteriously, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.
"What you mean is that as long as you get your inheritance, you can go to the Wuji Holy Heaven?" Gu Fenghua asked in his heart.
For some reason, she always felt that something seemed to be hidden in Mr. Feng's smile, but she could also feel that he had no malice. In order to be able to go to Wuji Shengtian, she was too lazy to think so much.
"No, it's not just my legacy." Mr. Feng said solemnly.
After hearing his words, Luo Enen, Bai Fatty, Ye Wuse and others were curious. Could it be that there is something more important than Feng Lao’s experience in his lifetime?
"What is that?" Gu Fenghua asked.
Mr. Feng waved his hand and saw a row of big stone carvings appear on the stone wall that was originally as smooth as a mirror: Xianluo Yuyu Liquid Qianqiu Xue, Zixiao Pingyun Lingsheng Tian!
"The fairy and jade liquid is a thousand autumn snow, and the purple sky is raising the clouds and raising the Shengtian!" Gu Fenghua and his friends whispered the engravings on the wall, their expressions were all solemn.
Every word and every stroke penetrated deep into the stone wall, vaguely releasing the towering momentum of transcendence and shattering the vast world, oppressing them so much that they could not breathe.
"What does this sentence mean?" After a long time, Gu Fenghua asked.
"This sentence refers to a legend that appeared in the Wuji Holy Heaven tens of thousands of years ago, but now, I am afraid that few people in the world know about it." Old Feng replied, his voice becoming more low and distant.
"Oh?" Gu Fenghua and others all raised their ears. Mr. Feng's answer was equivalent to no answer, and there must be something to say afterwards.
"You probably haven't seen the murals of the previous major halls, right?" Mr. Feng suddenly asked.
Gu Fenghua and his friends shook their heads at the same time, and several murals were successively depicting the scene of several saints shaking up and slashing the sky with swords. They really didn't understand what that meant, and they were even too lazy to go too far later.
Look, I went to understand the skills of the martial arts and swords.
"Since ancient sages realized the way of cultivation, we human saints have been breaking through the limits of our bodies and pursuing higher ways of cultivation. Although monster beasts and plants do not have the cultivation techniques of our humans, they also have their own
The way of cultivation is also constantly breaking through the limits, but who knows where the real limit lies?
Once upon a time, people thought that reaching the realm of Xuansheng and having a life span of thousands of years was the limit, but later, the catastrophe from heaven came from heaven and several saints discovered the wonderful use of the dew of the Holy Source, and people realized that the realm of Xuansheng was far from here.
The limit is even higher, and you can also reach the realm of the Heavenly Saint and the Realm of the Emperor Saint.
At that time, people thought that Jin entered the realm of the Emperor Saint and surrendered to the heaven and earth, which was the limit of cultivation. However, as more and more powerful people entered the realm of the Emperor Saint, they realized that the Emperor Saint,
It's not the limit." At this point, Mr. Feng paused slightly.
"Then what is the limit?" Luo Enen asked impatiently.
For the vast majority of people in this world, being able to become a saint, even the lowest level of fighting saint is a great honor. When you reach the realm of the soul saint, you are already a strong man that all people look forward to, and the Xuansheng,
It is a peerless powerful man who can only be seen in legend. He can see it once for several lifetimes. The former Luo Enen also thought so.
But later, she realized that there were also heavenly saints and emperor saints above the Xuansheng! You should know that now she is just a Dharma saint, and the gap between her and the Emperor saint is to describe it as a world of difference.
Compliment her.
Therefore, even though she was not concerned about cultivation, she was still fascinated by knowing the existence of the Heavenly Saint and the Emperor Saint.
But I knew that even the realm of the Emperor Saint was not the limit of cultivation, that is, there were higher existences above that! Luo Enen felt that even if he broke his neck, he could not look up to him.