Chapter 757: Blessings and disasters go hand in hand: The saint preaches! [Please subscribe, please
That is to say, the cultivators of the three realms of immortals are the upper class of the Shenhong Realm!
Including the earthly immortals, they are not something that can be found everywhere.
Each one is limited, and it is not so easy to achieve success.
At least they are not as good as dogs compared to the ancient earthly immortals, and even the innate saints are born as golden immortals in the holy realm!
Most of the cultivators of the third realm of the sixth era are in seclusion. Of course, there are also big differences.
The golden immortals of the tenth realm occasionally have some traces, such as the three pure and three veins. They may be Xuanxian in daily management, but the real decision is still the golden immortal.
And the Taiyi of the eleventh realm is a saint who has condensed the Taiyi Dao fruit.
They are already legendary in the current sixth era.
It was only in the early sixth era, 700,000 to 800,000 years ago, in the special era of the revival of spiritual energy, that there were some legends of ascending Taiyi.
As for the big guys who condensed the Dao fruit of the Great Dao and achieved Daluo... that is really an ancient legend!
At least Wang Zijia didn't see it in the legendary storybooks of this era.
And this Ling Jingzi, judging from various legends, is at least a Taiyi boss who has condensed Taiyi Dao fruit, not a Jinxian who has just come into contact with Dao power.
What's more, he is a Daluo. After all, if he dares to challenge the Dao Court in the period of full victory, he can't live to send troops to conquer and finally break Nanling without some real ability?
What a joke!
Without this little ability, how could the Dao Court suppress the heavens?
A single word rejected the way of gods and exterminated the way of gods?
Besides, let alone the Taiyi boss, even the Nine Realms Xuanxian Wang Zijia can't handle it!
If the core ghost master of this ghost domain is really Ling Jingzi himself...
Wang Zijia, who was originally calm, is a little panicked at this moment!
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At the same time, Wang Zijia also found that as Ling Jingzi appeared on the cloud bed, transparent light balls began to light up on the crowns of the illusory giant trees in the sky.
In each light ball, there seemed to be various phantoms flashing, arranged in a very regular pattern.
If you look carefully, you can find that there is a corresponding cushion right below each light ball.
In the outer circle, there is no light ball in the crowd without cushions.
Wang Zijia didn't understand what this was for, so naturally he didn't know whether it was better to sit in a seat with a cushion or without a cushion.
If it was really a big boss preaching, it would be better to have a seat, but now this is a strange domain, the result is still unknown.
Because of this incident, Wang Zijia put away some scattered thoughts.
Originally, he thought that the three domains of Nanling had sunk to the current level, and this group of strange domains would only be distorted to the level of a fairy at best, but now...
Wang Zijia decisively sat on the cushion honestly and stopped attracting attention. He first saw what the specific situation of this strange domain was. If it didn't work, he could only commit suicide and run away!
If Ling Jingzi really turned into a strange, even if his corpse turned into a strange, Wang Zijia didn't want to fight with him.
Well, it's not that I don't want to, but... that's it!
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When Wang Zijia's thoughts flickered, the inexplicable bell sound had disappeared.
Sitting on the central cloud bed, Ling Jingzi, who was more than ten feet away from everyone, glanced at everyone and said, "You can come to my temple because of fate. I don't care what you did before. Since you have entered Wuzhuang Temple, remember to practice and abide by your original intention in the future..."
Ling Jingzi first talked about some of the core themes of Wuzhuang Temple. It didn't mean to accept disciples. It probably meant that since he had the opportunity of Wuzhuang Temple, he should at least abide by the basic rules of Nanling and not do evil.
"Okay, I'll stop talking nonsense here. I see that most of you Taoist friends rely on swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon to finally open your spiritual wisdom and get to where you are today without any orthodox practice."
"Then today, as usual, I will start from the way to become an immortal."
As he spoke, Ling Jingzi suddenly raised his hand, and countless golden runes flew out, gathered in the sky, and finally turned into a void scripture, flickering in the sky.
"This is the basic practice scroll of my Wuzhuang Temple: "The Earthly Immortal Nurturing Spirit and Essence Scroll", which is the basic Taoist scripture directly pointing to the Xuanxian, and can be regarded as the orthodox Xuanmen. I hope you can listen carefully and gain something."
"At the beginning of the world, the world was in chaos..."
Originally, Wang Zijia had his head down, but at this moment he suddenly looked up and stared blankly at the golden Taoist text in the sky.
As Ling Jingzi explained, countless illusory runes began to fall from the golden Taoist text, densely falling into the minds of mountain spirits and ghosts, and the cultivators listened in fascination.
Wang Zijia was no exception. As those illusory Dao texts fell, the sound of a Hongmeng bell kept echoing in Wang Zijia's mind.
Feeling the cultivation scroll that quickly took shape in his mind, Wang Zijia was really shocked!
This was actually a saint preaching. The scripture in the sky was really remembered by Wang Zijia bit by bit in his mind as Ling Jingzi taught, and he was able to teach the law!
Wang Zijia was just stunned for a moment, and then he was attracted by the voice of the preaching, and fell into infatuation, absorbing this knowledge crazily.
Whether it was the introductory Dao Dian Xuanxian-level exercises of Wuzhuang Temple or the saintly preaching of Ling Jingzi, they all had a fatal attraction to Wang Zijia.
In addition, he was already an innate saint, so it only took a moment for him to sink into it.
Under the guidance of Ling Jingzi, he was able to travel crazily in the ocean of Tao and reason.
At this moment, Wang Zijia seemed to have obtained a great opportunity, as if he had become a saint on the spot, and was infatuated.
It seemed that he had become an immortal and was about to ascend to the throne of sainthood! ! !
"Haha... I did it! I did it!"
"I understand, I understand!"
"So this is the way to immortality, this is becoming an immortal!"
Wang Zijia didn't know how long he had been in this state. At a certain moment, his magic power suddenly became extremely active, and then he was awakened by a burst of crazy laughter and manic breath fluctuations.
He looked to his side subconsciously.
Wang Zijia saw that on the futon not far from him, a rock-like turbid immortal, now covered with various green leaves, constantly laughing crazily, dancing, and his body squirming and proliferating.
Wang Zijia was stimulated by his strange transformation, and his magic power became active. Finally, the laughter and breath fluctuations stimulated his spiritual sense, and he was awakened.
As the stone man laughed, his body expanded rapidly and turned into a deformed monster mixed with rocks and plants.
At the same time, a ball of light fell on his head, instantly covering him. The next moment, the ball of light began to expand and flicker.
When the light ball was about to touch the people who were enlightened on the other cushions around, the sudden flicker disappeared.
Wang Zijia was stunned.
Is this... strange land?
"Haha, so that's it, the old man's way to immortality has appeared!"
"So this is the immortal way!"
"..."
As Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he found that except for the voice of Ling Jingzi's preaching, the whole square was not quiet at the moment, but unusually noisy, but more at the edge.
Wang Zijia looked back and saw that there were no cushions at the edge, and they were all distorted at this moment.
No, it was the whole square, and all the listeners were distorted to varying degrees.
The difference is that those who did not sit on the cushions at the edge had no corresponding light balls on the treetops above their heads.
Their bodies collapsed one by one until they turned into a ball of black mud and disappeared without a trace.
And those who had cushions were much more diverse.
They would undergo various non-directional distortions according to the situation of their own bodies and the degree of enlightenment.
As the distortion progressed, the phantom light balls hanging on the illusory trees in the sky kept falling.
As they approached, these light balls slowly grew larger. The phantoms in the light balls also continued to solidify, until these people woke up in a frenzy in meditation, turned into strange monsters, and then were swallowed by the light balls and disappeared without a trace.
Wang Zijia instantly understood how the entire giant tree space, the densely packed strange domains outside, and the black mud-like evil ghosts came from.
This preaching strange domain is the core place where these strange domains and evil ghosts are bred!
Those who listen to the teachings, the garbage will become black mud evil ghosts, be sent out to the periphery, and turn into mother nests of life evil, devouring various creatures and forming aggregate monsters.
And the elites with futon seats will eventually become newborn strange domains and strange masters, accumulating little by little for countless years, and gradually forming this giant tree space strange domain group.
As for the fundamental origin of these people, they were probably bred by the girl mother tree before, and there may be other breeding bases, as well as intruders like Wang Zijia!
The entire giant tree space strange domain group, with this preaching core strange domain as the base point, gave birth to a complete ecosystem!
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Thinking of this, Wang Zijia looked up suddenly and found that the light ball above his head had also broken away from the branches, from the size of an apple to the size of a football, slowly falling towards him.
Looking down at himself again, Wang Zijia was shocked.
He had already turned half of his body into a tree, and his lower body, which was sitting cross-legged, had grown various roots like the girl tree he had seen before, extending to the surroundings.
The difference was that Wang Zijia's roots were blood-colored.
Wang Zijia was shocked and decisively drilled into the chaotic sea of consciousness.
In the chaotic sea of consciousness, the human skin paper man who was on duty all year round was also sitting cross-legged at this moment, causing the abnormality of not being able to exchange in time. It seemed that because of his previous sudden enlightenment, it was also affected.
At this moment, next to the equivalent balance, there was still a huge blood-red weight, and a silver-white weight was growing rapidly.
Weight: Weird Dao Dao Infection
Status: Polluted
Value: 3.4 billion
Introduction: Haha, I became an immortal, I became a saint, I became a god and an ancestor, I want to be a great god!!!
Young man, brain is a good thing, you'd better take it with you!
Otherwise, under the influence of 'Daluo Weird Dao Shadow', you may become a pervert. If you are tired of being a human and want to be a tree, you can continue to comprehend your immortal way.
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Weight: Earth Immortal Nurturing Spirit and Essence Dao Classic
Category: Gongfa
Level: Nine-grade Xuanxian Dao Classic
Introduction: The Gongfa specially created by Nanling Da Neng Ling Jingzi for his disciples, which directly points to the Xuanxian Dao, is good at being moderate and peaceful, suitable for any creature to practice, and is an excellent Gongfa in the Xuanmen orthodox school.
Note: Nine-grade Gongfa is the lowest and top-level Gongfa in traditional Gongfa, because below the Nine-level Xuanxian, you can practice according to the Gongfa of the predecessors, and there is no big difference. But starting from the Tenth Realm Golden Immortal, one needs to comprehend the Great Dao and find one's own path.
In other words, anyone's cultivation method above the Tenth Level will not be very suitable for future generations, because everyone's path is different. Disciples who inherit the Taoism may be slightly better, but they still need to comprehend their own path and their own method.
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Looking at the two weights, Wang Zijia showed joy, especially the silver cultivation method weight!
This is a ninth-level skill. For Shenhong today, it can be said to be the top level!
At this moment, I haven't fully comprehended the technique, or in other words, I haven't finished talking about the spirit spirit before I talk about the Earth Immortal Scroll.
As he preached, the golden scriptures in the sky continued to drop illusory runes, integrating into Wang Zijia's brain, and various information emerged.
Even though Wang Zijia was hiding under the golden light of the golden scale, he could still hear the sound of the grand bell of Ling Zheng, and there was a longing in his heart, wanting to sink into it again.
Fortunately, I won’t be so helpless anymore!
Wang Zijia did not dare to delay any longer and decisively exchanged the blood weight. If he continued like this, his body would really turn into a trickster and hit GG.
"Value +3.5 billion!"
Daoxing: Forty-three thousand five hundred years (43.5 billion/60 billion)
As Wang Zijia exchanged it, the huge blood-red weight quickly turned into a light spot in the sea of consciousness, and then, before the light spot disappeared, it expanded again.
While listening to the sermon, Wang Zijia did not allow himself to be completely addicted, while looking at the pollution weight. When it was about the same size, he immediately exchanged it and let it grow again.
"Value + 2 billion!"
"Value +2.4 billion!"
"Value +1.9 billion!"
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In this way, Wang Zijia listened infatuatedly while constantly exchanging pollution, and his cultivation level continued to rise.
In the outside world, after Wang Zijia woke up and fell into trance again, the strange changes in his body disappeared and changed into his original normal appearance.
The light ball above his head hung back on the illusory tree, but Wang Zijia's aura continued to grow.
One day, two days, ten days...
About a month later, Wang Zijia suddenly felt a shock all over his body.
"Value +1.9 billion!"
Daoxing: sixty thousand years (60 billion/60 billion)
Wang Zijia still didn't wake up from his trance. As if instinctively, he just shook his hands slightly and pinched a magic formula.
"Weng!"
After a slight stagnation, a tiny fluctuation spread, and Wang Zijia's stagnant cultivation began to grow again.
"Value +2.3 billion!"
Cultivation: Late Earth Immortal Stage
Daoxing: sixty-two thousand three hundred years (62.3 billion/100 billion)
After breaking through without any hindrance, Wang Zijia started the crazy absorption mode again.
In this process, as time went by, the mountain spirits and ghosts that had no place on the edge turned into lumps of distorted black mud and disappeared without a trace.
In the square, the demon fairy gates on the futons continued to expand and distort, and were eventually swallowed up by the falling light balls, turning into treacherous realms and the treacherous masters disappeared without a trace.
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