The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Upper Origin Lantern Festival.
The huge capital city can be described as bustling and prosperous with the trees and flowers blooming and the iron locks of the star bridges opening.
Tonight, the dignitaries, nobles, young people, and the common people are having fun together. King Wu has banned the ban and allowed night walks. People putting out lanterns and watching lanterns gather like mountains and seas.
"On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the void will be broken! Refining the gods will make a flying move, and the whole world will become immortals!"
Fang Yingying's face was solemn, with these words echoing in his heart. Even though he had been in charge of the Xiuyi Guard for many years and was used to life and death fighting, he couldn't help but be shocked. After tonight, the world may be turned upside down!
"Without His Majesty's great cause, I don't know what would have happened..."
Fang shouldn't sigh. As a member of Martial Dao, he naturally understands the temptation of "ascension".
Throughout the ages, many geniuses with astonishing talents have fallen into the Twelve Transformations of the Mortal Realm, unable to make any further progress throughout their lives.
Even if he dominates the world, stretches across the world, and is admired by millions of people, he will eventually turn into a handful of loess.
"His Majesty's civil and martial arts skills are comparable to those of Taizu, and his martial arts achievements have made the four holy places sincerely convinced and admired."
Fang should not go through the numerous palace gates and come to the nine-story five-color altar.
As soon as he got closer, he felt a majestic energy filling the world.
It was like stars hanging in the sky, emitting extremely terrifying billowing pressure, and even the atmosphere was squeezed away by force.
"All the masters in the world are here."
Fang Yingying took a deep breath and did not confront this energy. Instead, he slowly bent down, lowered his head and stood three feet away, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xiang has ordered people to light 749 everlasting lamps and raise them into the air to protect His Majesty."
On the towering five-color altar, Yao Yun and a group of great masters of god refining formed a circle.
Her eyes always stayed on the word Dou Da [Dao], never moving away, and her voice was light:
"Xiao Feibai really did this too much. God's will is God's will; God's heart is God's heart.
As long as God is willing to show mercy, I will be able to achieve great success and fly away.
If it fails to become a seal, it means that my heart is not sincere and I deserve this calamity."
Since attaining enlightenment in a dream, Yao Yun has devoted himself to meditating on "Zhou Liu Liu Xu Jue" day and night, and it seems that Yao Yun has washed away all his troubles.
The original majestic power of a man who cared about life and death and spoke of the constitution of heaven dissipated, and was replaced by an ethereal, lofty, and otherworldly temperament.
"Burning like an immortal... His Majesty's martial arts attainments are unfathomable, even better than the Sijian Shen of Shattered Void."
Yan Fei, who was sitting cross-legged on the spot, sighed, "The Xuanmiao of Immortal Fate is really incredible."
He refers to the contemporary descendant of Xuan Guan, who has been talented and intelligent since childhood and is proud of his peers.
When she first entered the world and became famous, Her Majesty the Empress was still a little girl with no power to restrain a chicken.
As a result, in just a few years, Yao Yun killed the powerful Li Yang Shuanglong and the Zhenbei General Jin Wushu, who was known as the first person under the Refining God. Afterwards, his martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he became one of the ten strongest people in the world, no less than the leaders of the four holy places.
All this is because Yao Yun once served the God of Heaven and received guidance.
"One Fortuitous Encounter is better than ten lifetimes of hard work."
Yan Fei was filled with emotion and looked around. Except for him and Lingjiu Palace, the rest of the great masters of refining the gods were all approaching their end and were about to end their lives, so they wanted to give it a try. In this majestic "world-wide ascension", in the end, only a handful of people could shatter the void.
"Liuyun ascended to heaven first. Before he sat down and passed away, he left one question - dare to ask God, can he become an immortal?
Amitabha, I hope this poor monk can answer me later."
Compared to Yan Fei, who has frosty white temples, Monk Xunwu still maintains his handsome appearance, but his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of life.
Yan Fei was silent. Although he had nothing to do with Master Liuyun of Motian Cliff, he could not help but feel a bit sad when he watched a god of refinement die out. Time was like a knife cutting down the genius, and no matter how he was alive, he could not defeat the word "death".
Only by shattering the void and becoming an immortal can we not be affected.
"The time has come, Yan needs to take the first step."
Yan Fei's eyes flickered, and his tempered mind was like a sharp sword, cutting away distracting thoughts.
The most outstanding descendant of Zhixuan Guan for hundreds of years suddenly stood up, his green shirt rustling in the wind.
"I have learned swordsmanship since I was a child, and I was often praised by my masters for my swordsmanship. I was also given the honor of being a "Sword God" by my colleagues in the martial arts world. But it was not until I was sixty years old that I realized that "there is no sword in my hand, but there is a sword in my heart. Everything can be a sword."
All my life, I have been trapped by the word "talent". I only seek the most exquisite swordsmanship and the most powerful magic weapon... If I don't see the word "Tao", I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up to it until I die." Yan Fei looked up at the sky and saw only the vast night sky and the bright moon hanging high.
Like cold, indifferent eyes, overlooking the world for thousands of years.
"The great road is invisible, so why should I stay stuck in external objects.
God has witnessed that Yan has a sword that can make heaven and earth eclipse!"
Yan Fei stood with his hands behind his hands, and as soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if a heavenly sword shot up into the sky, with thousands of sharp edges shooting out of his body, piercing through the clouds, and piercing the bright moon! "Mr. Yan's sword has been sharpened for a long time, and tonight it is finally revealed to the world for a glimpse."
A hint of admiration rose in Yao Yun's bright eyes. Yan Fei's move seemed to have sublimated his martial arts to the extreme. Like Sijianshen, he chose to seek truth from death! The hurricane roared and the clouds rolled around, like thousands of dragons baring their teeth and claws, blowing the seven hundred and forty-nine ever-bright lamps.
The candlelight swayed, flickering on and off, like a river of lights slowly flowing in the night sky, attracting the people in the capital to raise their heads and admire the spectacular scenery. "If you take this step, there will be no regrets."
Yan Fei's green shirt was stained with blood, as if it had been soaked in red, and endless Sword Qi penetrated his body. It was tantamount to being tortured by being cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
With a calm look on his face, he climbed higher step by step, and soon he was standing in the sky.
He pushed the inner energy to the extreme, spreading Sword Qi one after another for dozens of miles, like a vast ocean filled with sharp energy.
Click!
The void instantly shattered, with cracks crisscrossing like dragons and snakes!
Decades ago, Si Jianshen took the last step on the top of the Snowy Mountains and emerged as an immortal.
Tonight's Upper Origin Lantern Festival means that the Yan Fei Sword in Xuan Guan opens the gate of heaven and wants to break the void!
The night sky seemed to be cut into pieces, and the billowing jingzure Spirit Chance swarmed in, rushing toward Yan Fei.
"Is this the spirit of the fairy spirit?"
Yan Fei felt that all the pores in his body were open, swallowing an endless stream of Spirit Chance, like drinking nectar and jade liquid, feeling intoxicated. Even though his body was broken and Essence Blood was drained, Yan Fei's eyes were shining brightly, and he laughed loudly:
"Even if you die, there will be no regrets!"
The next moment, his body was torn into pieces and then strangled to death by Sword Qi.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of clanging swords resounded through the sky and spread throughout the capital!
Wherever it passes, the shattered void surges like water waves, creating layers of astonishing ripples.
Dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the ever-burning lights went out one after another.
Many of the great masters of refining gods who were in the five-color altar felt a chill, as if they were being pressed between their eyebrows by sharp swords.
"Mr. Yan's swordsmanship is at its peak! With such a unique sword, I wonder if it can break through the heavenly gate and transform into an immortal..."
Yao Yun looked calm and waited for the result.
"The Sword Dao that Donor Yan asked for has finally come true, Amitabha."
Put your hands together and bow your head while chanting sutras.
Everyone had different reactions, and the sword light across the night sky became more and more brilliant.
The sky and the earth really lost their color, and everything looked dull.
After half a stick of incense was passed, it seemed that the divided sky was slowly closing.
The bright moon is still as bright as ever, rippling with clear brilliance.
But the green shirt disappeared, and the sword light dissipated, as if it had never appeared.
"Amitabha."
He stood up, his robes flying, and before the ascension portal closed, the eminent monk from the Vulture Palace began to break the void.
Suddenly, the sound of Zen filled the sky!
The bright moon is huge, like a god's eye, calmly gazing at the mortal world.
"Yan Fei's sword is still acceptable. By circulating around the six voids and using the secret purpose of all things, he has perfected the art of [controlling the wind];
This monk, on the other hand, has a unique ingenuity, integrating horizontal and external skills to create the body of a powerful Vajra..."
Jiang Yi Divine Sense hangs high, just like Sun and Moon changes, looking up at the world of mortals.
As Si Jianshen, Yan Fei, Xu Zhu and others shattered the void and ascended to the spiritual world, the [Wancheng Yufa Dao Foundation] he forged became more and more solid. "In this way, it is possible to "gather energy to cook Destiny Nature'."
Jiang Yi Divine Sense In a flash, he jumped up and landed in that boundless, Xuanmiao [Foundation Establishment realm].
Just like the cultivation of Qi Refining state, it is necessary to use all kinds of Spirit Chance Qi to cleanse the Furnace Cauldron of the cultivation and lay a solid foundation.
To advance to the Foundation Establishment realm, you must first use one of [Five Phases] to build the foundation and nurture the Tao foundation.
The foundation of the Tao is completed, Law Power transforms, Destiny Nature sublimates, and heaven and earth celebrate it.
If it is [Gold], there must be Copper Essence iron mother piled up into a mountain, and the sharpness of the swords will be condensed and formed.
If changed to [water element], it will rain heavily from the sky, the earth will sink into lakes, rivers will surge, and spiritual water will swallow up the lake.
Like Jiang Yi [Fire element], once the body and spirit merge, Destiny Nature completes the blend and enters the [Foundation Establishment realm].
Heaven and earth must send out visions to celebrate.
Not only are spiritual fires surging from the ground, burning mountains and boiling seas, but there are also fire sparrows and crows flying in the sky, and fire phoenixes and dragons bowing their heads to greet them.
It was precisely because the movement was so loud and the formation so grand that he chose to step on the threshold of Foundation Establishment and not enter.
"The Heavenly Book warning gave me insight into someone's ambush in the spirit world, so I was able to use Si Jianshen, Yan Fei and others."
Jiang Yi raised his hand and curled his fingers, twisting out a cluster of flames.
The faint Ding Fire does not show its light, but radiates like a hidden brilliance.
"Ding Fire is a yin that is strong but not strong, and weak but not poor. Its shape is like a candle lamp, which can Illuminating the Hidden deep into the nine springs. It can see people's hearts in the ghost world and listen to the voices of the silent heart." Jiang Yi The corners of the lips raised slightly, Foundation Establishment True Person The most powerful method is to sublimate Daoism, breed Dharma nature, and generate Xuanmiao.
Ordinary Foundation Establishment monks have to sit in seclusion for hundreds of years, hone their Law Power, and practice true skills before they can develop their Dharma nature Xuanmiao from the foundation of the Tao. But Jiang Yi even waits for the truth to condense into the foundation of the Dao, which is extraordinary and cannot be normalized.
Even if he suppressed the monastic Furnace Cauldron, he could only let Divine Sense fly up [Foundation Establishment level] and barely cross half a foot.
But the [Wancheng Royal Dharma Foundation] forged by profound foundation is enough to skip the hard work of water grinding.
"The fire-moving Daoist techniques I have practiced are now transformed into this Xuanmiao, [Illuminating the Hidden Ming]."
Jiang Yi has a smile on his face, [Illuminating the Hidden Ming]'s Xuanmiao is Ding Fire condensed, and can illuminate the unknowable and invisible places.
He secretly helped Si Jianshen, Yan Fei and others to break the void in order to let them explore the way.
"Let me see, who is planning this?"
Jiang Yi looked sideways, and as [Illuminating the Hidden Ming] Xuanmiao was used, the cluster of Ding Fire flames gradually appeared in a blurry scene.
However, Si Jiancan shattered the void and soared to the upper world, only to feel that his mind sank into the ocean, fell into the abyss, and kept drifting with the current, not knowing where it was going. I don't know how long it took, but this Snow Mountain mage finally caught a glimpse of light.
Then, a huge pulling force dragged his mind, slowly falling downwards.
"You really have become an immortal!"
Si Jianshen was extremely excited. According to the records in the Snowy Mountains, the upper realm after the Shattered Void was full of outstanding people.
There are countless spiritual flowers Spirit Plant, and there are countless rare and exotic animals. Even the weeds in the fields and the stones on the roadside are all extraordinary.
"If I practice in such a wonderful place, why worry about not being able to achieve immortality!"
Si Jianshen roughly learned some of the scenery of the upper realm through the "Great Formless Observation Bowl of Life and Death" left by the god of the Snowy Mountains.
Those great Divine Ability people can actually regard eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn, live forever and travel around the world.
So Divine Ability, incredible!
Si Jianshen held a longing in his heart, looking forward to the great future of setting foot in the upper world, joining the sect, and soaring into the sky. Boom!
Accompanied by a loud and dull sound, Sijianshen fell heavily to the ground.
Although the physical body has been destroyed, the little nerves are watered by Spirit Chance, slowly turning into a slightly thin soul that can be blown away by the wind. "Another talent is here! Please invite Senior Brother Zhao!"
Si Jianshen was a little confused. He raised his eyes and looked around. They were completely different from the Longchi, Fengge, Qiongtai and Yuyu in his imagination.
This place is full of gloom, the wind is howling, and the clouds are gloomy. It does not look like a good place.
"Talent? This Shangzhen in the spiritual world has a keen eye, and he can tell that I am extraordinary at a glance.
Could it be that "Senior Brother Zhao" introduced me into the sect?"
Thinking like this, Sijiansan looked up and saw half a bloody sun hanging in the sky.
Before he could feel surprised and think about why the world was showing such a scene, that "Senior Brother Zhao" suddenly arrived.
This man was holding a long flag made of white bones, and was wearing a black robe as dark as clouds. There were gusts of dark wind around him, and there was a faint sound of wailing.
"Yes, yes, he is indeed a talented person. My "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" lacks such a strong and good soul!"
Senior Brother Zhao has a sinister expression on his face, and even when he laughs, he looks like a night owl, with a hint of fear.
"It's a pity that I don't have a physical body. The Commoners in the lower world are not as good as each other."
After saying that, Brother Zhao gently waved the long white flag, and several clouds of wind as big as millstones rushed towards Sijian Shen and rolled it in.
"Demonic Dao!"
Si Jianshen came back to his senses, feeling horrified. After shattering the void, he actually ended up like this?
He turned around with all his strength and shouted in the direction from which he crossed:
"Don't try to ascend...
Senior Brother Zhao sneered:
"I just woke up at this time. It's too late. If it weren't for the difficulty of breaking through the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, how could I have raised you ants to this day!"
For such a Commoners vulgar person like you, taking one more puff of Spirit Chance is a waste of Heavenly Lord good fortune, so you should help me practice!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the long white bone flag moved slightly, and the dark wind suddenly picked up, lifting the body and walking into the clouds!