Lounging on the Divine Throne, the Ultimate Return! (Missed a Chapter-Two Chapters Combined!)
Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple.
In the center of Temple, the reclining chair carved from a single piece of Chaos Divine Jade can no longer be called a "chair" at this moment.
It turned into a giant statue, branded Three Thousand Great Daos Runes and Supreme Divine Throne.
Above Divine Throne, Gu Changqing still maintains his favorite position - lying flat.
His eyes were slightly closed and his breathing was long, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.
Around his body, there were no earth-shattering visions, no divine lights, no fairy sounds.
There is only an absolute "stillness".
Even if River of Time washes here, it will automatically detour, and even if Karma Thread spreads here, it will collapse on its own, absolute "nothing".
He seemed to no longer belong to this world, to any Space-Time, or to any concept.
He is who he is.
A unique, indefinable, incomprehensible, indescribable existence.
[Ding! The ultimate critical hit return has been completed!]
[Host Cultivation has stepped into...Unspeakable Realm!]
In my mind, the system's beep sounded again, but this time, its voice carried A Trace's unprecedented... awe, and even... relief.
["Ten Thousand Worlds Incense Offerings System" mission completed.]
[From today on, the system will be transformed into "Primordial Origin Dao Stele", recording all the information of Myriad Worlds as a subsidiary information database of Temple, for the host to check at any time.]
[Thanks to the host for all this time... lie down.]
[Goodbye.]
The system sound completely disappeared.
Instead, next to Divine Throne, a huge shimmering stone tablet slowly emerged. On the tablet, countless tiny Runess ran across it like running water, recording all the secrets from the first opening of Chaos to Myriad Worlds.
Gu Changqing still has no response to this.
System?
What is that?
He just felt that the occasionally noisy voice in his ears finally disappeared, and the world seemed a little Qingjing again.
He slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were as clear as ever, without any Transformation.
But if Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Golden Immortal is here at this moment and you look directly into his eyes, Dao Heart will instantly collapse and Divine Soul will turn into nothingness.
Because what is reflected in those eyes is no longer Myriad Worlds, Universe birth and death.
But..."nothing".
A kind of ultimate "nothing" that transcends existence and non-existence, transcends existence and non-existence.
His current state can no longer be described with any words or concepts.
Because any description is itself a kind of "being".
And he has transcended "being".
His thoughts moved slightly.
Just a thought.
Under Divine Throne, on the empty Temple land, a small pond appeared out of thin air.
There is no water in the pond.
There are pieces of Universe that are constantly arising and dying.
The bursting of every bubble represents the birth and Destruction of a vast world.
He felt a little monotonous again.
So, he flicked his finger.
An undetectable breath fell into the pond.
Suddenly, life began to appear among those Universe that were born and died.
From the tiniest single-celled organisms to powerful civilizations that can cross the sea of stars, from mortals to Immortals and Gods, to Sage...
Countless possibilities, countless civilizations, and countless cultivation systems were all happening simultaneously in this small pond in his mind.
He was like a bored child who casually created an extremely complex "ecological tank" to pass the time.
This is "Unspeakable Realm".
Create, Destruction, just one thought.
Words are spoken, and the law does not need to be followed.
Because his "thought" itself is "Dharma", "Tao", and the source of everything.
He looked at the lively little things in the pond for a while and felt a little bored again.
It's too noisy.
He waved his hand.
The pond, along with the billions of evolving Universe inside, disappeared in an instant and returned to the most primitive "nothing".
It's like it never appeared.
The entire Temple once again returned to absolute silence.
Gu Changqing nodded with satisfaction.
That's pretty much it.
He readjusted his lying position and prepared to continue his nap that had been interrupted countless times.
However, just when he was about to close his eyes again.
Temple The huge stone door built by Chaos Stubborn Stone and connected to the source of Myriad Heavens was... gently knocked from the outside.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
The voice was very soft, filled with extreme humility and fear.
Gu Changqing's brows wrinkled imperceptibly.
Who is so bold as to knock on his door?
Tired of living?
His Divine Sense penetrated the door of Temple and fell outside.
Then, he saw a scene that surprised him slightly.
Outside Temple, there is the endless square suspended on the top of the world.
A Daoist wearing Cyan One Daoist Robe, with a haggard face, but still carrying a breath of deadly sharpness, was leading a large black mass behind him, countless immortals, all kneeling there.
The leader, Daoist, is none other than Sect Master Tongtian.
What is behind him is the only thing left of his Interception Sect, and the Ten Thousand Immortals that survived the catastrophe.
Each of their faces had a look that was mixed with enthusiasm, admiration, awe and determination.
They came... for pilgrimage.
Chapter 243: Ten Thousand Immortals Paying Court, willing to be a handyman!
Outside Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple.
Sect Master Tongtian was kneeling at the front, his head buried deeply, his forehead pressed against the cold and smooth ground of the square.
The ground was paved with unknown divine jade, and every inch was filled with Dao Resonance that made him, the former Sage, feel terrified.
Just by kneeling here, he can feel that his broken Sage Dao Fruit is being slowly repaired by this Dao Resonance, and is even transforming in a higher and stronger direction.
But this did not make him happy.
On the contrary, he felt a deeper fear and awe.
Even the floor tiles at the door of Daoist Sanctuary have such power, so how great a being is the owner of Daoist Sanctuary?
He didn't dare to think about it.
Behind him, Zhao Gongming, Three Maidens of Sanxiao, Wudang Holy Mother... and thousands of the Interception Sect immortals, all like their leader, Prostration, did not even dare to take a breath.
They are lucky.
In the ultimate catastrophe when Heavenly Dao self-destructed and Primordial World repeated itself, because Golden Ao Island was not far from Chaoge, they happened to be enveloped by the edge of Divine Land that came from nowhere, and they survived by chance.
They also witnessed with their own eyes everything that happened after that.
Witnessed how the god in white shattered Heavenly Dao Wheel with just one finger.
Witnessed the crazy expansion of the Primordial Continent, and the aura recovered to the innate Chaos.
Witnessed the Primordial Origin Temple rising from the ground, overlooking the Myriad Heavens.
I even heard Yang Jian tell Three Realms, and Edict started the prosperous age of Humanity's Dao.
Everything old has been overthrown.
Everything new is being built.
And where should these remnants of the old era go?
After experiencing the initial shock, confusion and fear, Sect Master Tongtian made a decision that shocked all Jie Sect Disciple, but in the end they all understood and followed it.
Dismiss Interception Sect.
Then, lead all the disciples to come to Supreme Temple to ask for... grace.
"The sinner Tongtian, the rate Interception Sect Ten Thousand Immortals, the supreme Heavenly Venerable!"
Sect Master Tongtian tried his best, but the sound he made was still as weak as a gnat.
In front of this Temple, he felt that he was so insignificant that he was not even worth a speck of dust.
Within Temple, there was dead silence.
No response.
Tongtian's heart sank a little bit.
Sure enough...
Are the "garbage" like them who once aided the evildoers and were contaminated by the world-destroying Karma, not even qualified to let this supreme being take a look?
Behind him, some Jie Sect Disciple had begun to tremble desperately.
If they are rejected, they will become New World homeless ghosts, forever burdened with sin and without any hope.
Tongtian gritted his teeth.
He knew this was their only chance.
He raised his head suddenly, knocked hard on the huge closed stone door!
Boom!
There was a muffled sound.
The head of the former Sage's body collided with the sacred jade ground, and a bloody stain appeared.
"Sinner Tongtian knows that his sins are serious and he dare not ask Heavenly Venerable for forgiveness!"
"Today, Tongtian is here, willing to free himself Interception Sect and disperse Dao Orthodoxy!"
"I just ask Heavenly Venerable to be kind enough to take in my incompetent disciple!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He kowtowed again and again, using all his strength every time, and his forehead soon became bloody and bloody.
"We don't seek status, we don't seek Daoism!"
"I just want to be a sweeper in Temple, sweeping the courtyard and serving tea for Heavenly Venerable!"
"I just want to bathe in Temple Dao Resonance day and night, wash away all my sins, and give A Trace peace of mind!"
"Please Heavenly Venerable have mercy!!!"
Tongtian roared, his voice full of despair and pleading.
Behind him, Zhao Gongming, Three Xiao and others also kowtowed, and there was a loud cry.
"Please Heavenly Venerable have mercy!"
"We are willing to be slaves and servants and serve Heavenly Venerable forever!"
They know very well that this is not humiliation.
This is a great honor!
Being able to work as a sweeping handyman in Daoist Sanctuary where Supreme exists, if word spread, it would be enough to make any Primordial World creature go crazy with envy!
The contaminated A Trace Dao Resonance is much stronger than the results of hundreds of millions of years of hard work!
Within Temple.
Gu Changqing Hearing the cries outside the door, his brows furrowed even more.
Sweeper?
Bring tea and water?
Does he need those things here?
With just one thought, the entire Temple will be spotless.
He wants to drink tea, and just a thought, Chaos Origin, can turn into the best divine tea for enlightenment.
Bringing in a bunch of noisy guys will only disturb his sleep.
Trouble.
He was just about to wave his hand and wipe away these "noise sources" directly from the door of Temple.
But his movements suddenly stopped.
His eyes fell on the vast and almost endless area in Temple.
After Temple evolved, it became too big.
It's so big that it's a bit... empty.
Living alone is indeed Qingjing, but sometimes, it does feel a little deserted.
Moreover, he thought of the equally noisy dog and his apprentices Yang Jian and Nezha.
When they come back in the future, they must have a place to stay.
For some things, such as preparing dog food for the dog, or preparing some greeting gifts for the apprentices, you can't let him think about everything personally, right?
That's too low a price.
It seems that... it's not a problem to hire a few handymen?
Thinking of this, Gu Changqing's thoughts changed slightly.
Squeak--
That fan was so heavy that Chaos Stone Gate, which could not be shaken even by Sage's full blow, slowly and automatically... opened a gap.
An indifferent, calm voice without any emotion came from the crack in the door and fell clearly in the ears of every Interception Sect immortal.
"Servants' Room is in the 3600th side hall on the east side."
"Find your own place to stay."
"No loud noises allowed."
After saying that, the stone door slowly closed again.
The entire square fell into a dead silence.
All the Interception Sect immortals kept their kowtow postures and remained motionless, as if they had turned into stone sculptures.
A long time passed.
Sect Master Tongtian slowly raised his head, his face mixed with blood, tears and an unbelievable ecstasy.
He... they... were taken in?
Can you stay in this Supreme Temple?
"Teacher...Master..."
Zhao Gongming looked at Tongtian with a trembling voice.
Tongtian's lips were trembling for a long time and he couldn't say a word.
Finally, he turned around suddenly, faced the group of disciples behind him who were also in a sluggish state, used all his strength, lowered his voice, and roared:
"What are you still doing?"
"Didn't you hear Edict from Heavenly Venerable?"
"From today on, we are Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple's... handymen!"
"Why don't you thank Heavenly Venerable for your grace!!!"
After saying that, he took the lead again and knocked hard on the closed stone door.
"Thank you Heavenly Venerable for your grace!!!"
"Thank you Heavenly Venerable for your grace!!!"
Ten Thousand Immortals Paying Court, the kowtows gathered into a wave of fanaticism, but they tried their best to suppress it, for fear that the sound would be too loud and disturb the great being in Temple.
An overlord from the old era merged into New World in the most humble manner.