I became a peerless master

Chapter 152 The Master Comes From Afar
Chapter 152: The Master Comes From Afar
The paintings of the Ancient Immortal Courtyard were created by Emperor Wu Dao, the great master of the Heavenly Court in ancient times.

This magical means of hiding the perception of Dao in painting and interweaving infinite Dao rhyme rules is also his original creation.

And today, in the background in charge of the Jade Emperor Zun, the Lord of the court, there is also a fairy treasure handed down by Wu Dao Emperor Zun - the map of rivers and mountains.

The master of the fairy world said directly that it was also the work of Emperor Wu Dao, and the Dao contained in the painting of immortal treasures, rivers and mountains is far inferior to the current "Immortal Court" without the slightest aura or fluctuation of immortal power.

It is enough to see that the strength of Emperor Wu Dao, who has disappeared since the earliest times of ancient times and reappeared after countless epochs, has reached an unfathomable level.

Because the Dao in "Xianting" is full of the ultimate principles at the end of the immortal way, even he can't comprehend one thousandth of the Dao.

Just this little bit of insight is enough for him, as an Immortal Emperor, to improve even more.

"So, Jade Emperor Zun is just a primary school student in front of Wu Dao Emperor Zun. This painting is very likely to have the meaning of reminding the descendants of the Heavenly Court."

With a sigh of relief on his face, Immortal Wanbao walked through the boundless auspicious clouds of the fairy world in a very low-key manner, and the explanations of the man in the Chinese robe kept popping up in his mind.

The reappearance of such a completely reclusive power like Emperor Wu Dao must be related to the current changes in the fairy world and even the great world.

He was the earliest and most mysterious power who disappeared in the heavenly court. His current state, just from a glimpse of the painting, can tell that he must have surpassed the level of an immortal emperor.

Even infinitely close to the strength of the Holy Lord of Heaven in ancient times.

This kind of existence already coincides with the way of heaven, and every move represents the arrangement in the dark.

It was no accident that the painting was sent to the fairy world, although it seemed that it was just an unintentional act of reminding a certain mortal ascetic.

"The Great Thousand World is undergoing great changes. It seems that the barriers between the fairy world and the mortal world are becoming more and more strict. The way of heaven is deliberately separating all walks of life, but in fact the future is unpredictable."

"Some time ago, a space world that has disappeared since the ancient fairy court period, and the return of Sumeru Mountain to the fairy world is a proof."

"That's Foshan, the orthodox place of Buddhist cultivation in the world, the few people perceive the secrets in the dark, it seems that the shackles above the immortal emperor are loosening~"

The explanation of the man in the robe lingered in his ears. Although Immortal Lord Wanbao could not understand the true nature of the great road and the category above the Immortal Emperor, it even involved a blind spot in knowledge. However, as a minister under the command of the Heavenly Court, it is his duty to carry out the Lord's orders. .

Shuttle body shape, not long before he came to the edge of the boundless palace in heaven, in front of a road that was neatly broken out of thin air.

This road is paved with fairy crystals, and the front is neatly hidden in the mist intertwined with purple air and auspicious clouds. Through the mist, Immortal Wanbao felt the terrifying space cutting ahead and the roaring aura of the road.

The sense of crisis at the level of Da Luo Jinxian came out frantically at the first time, even if he had all his background, stepping into this place would be a narrow escape.

On the edge of the road, there is a broken plaque with the words "Nantian" on it, as if it has existed forever in ancient times, with an immortal atmosphere.

When the plaque is intact, it is called Nantianmen in full.

In ancient times, this was the passage between the fairy world and the mortal world.

It was destroyed in the disaster at the end of ancient times. Since then, mortal ascetics have become immortals, and they can only randomly enter the immortal world through the rules of interface exclusion.

If a great power in the fairy world wants to enter the mortal world, he must face the rules of heaven and fight against the increasingly strict interface barriers.

Once upon a time, this passage was the only way for immortals to come to the world.

After passing through the Nantian Gate, immortals will die ten times and live without rebirth, even the Daluo Jinxian is the same.

Now that the channel is cut off, there are no more real immortals in the mortal world.

On the edge of the broken road, eight immortals in golden armor who looked like heavenly soldiers were sitting cross-legged.

Sensing the appearance of Wanbao Xianjun, the eight of them opened their eyes in unison.

They are not heavenly soldiers, but the extraordinary and refined Da Luo Jinxian level under the command of the Heavenly Court. In terms of strength, they are far above the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, the Wanbao Xianjun.

Although none of the immortals in the fairy world can come down to the mortal world again through this place, it is the decree of the Jade Emperor to guard the cut-off Nantianmen passage.

Anyone in the fairy world who peeps here will be killed without mercy.

As for the deeper intentions, apart from Jade Emperor Zun himself, I am afraid that only these eight great powers at the peak of Daluo Jinxian know.

"Wanbao, Your Majesty has already told us to wait. I never thought that the abandoned passage would be activated again one day."

The eight people opened their eyes and stared at Wanbao Xianjun, and the white-haired soldier closest to him whispered:

"Don't resist, you will lose your fairy body..."

...

What?
There are still monks in this high-flying world?
Xizhu Buddhist Kingdom, where is that?
In the afternoon in Binhe City, Song Ye was sitting in the private room of the tea house, and saw a kind-hearted master sitting on the stage talking cheerfully, with a bit of surprise on his face.

Although Erya has now become an immortal and practices spiritual energy at home every day, Song Ye has not missed any lessons that need to be made up during this period.

In the afternoon, I closed the door for an hour and slipped to the teahouse to listen to Old Master Cheng explaining the knowledge of cultivating immortals. I have persisted for more than a month.

Erya can't formally join the sect of cultivating immortals, and can't ask those familiar cultivators for knowledge. As the 'second eldest father' and half-baked teacher and father, I can't let my child lose at the starting line.

Cultivating immortals requires meditation and Qi training.

Immortal cultivation requires special skills.

These are the insights that Song Ye gained from listening to books in teahouses, coupled with his extremely high IQ.

As for the effect, now that Erya can pick up small stones in the air, it is a proof.

As long as there is no real business this month, Song Ye will definitely come to the teahouse to clock in and study quietly.It never occurred to me that today's highly respected old master Cheng would be sick and ask for leave for half a month.

Speaking of which, the owner of the teahouse is also very thoughtful, he knows that the content of old master Cheng's storytelling is irreplaceable, and the old man is extremely popular among ordinary people in Binhe.

In order for the business to continue to prosper in the past half a month, such a move came unexpectedly.

Monks and monks, this is an existence beyond Song Ye's cognition.

Not only himself, he firmly believes that these mortal book friends in Binhe City must be as curious as himself.

Because Song Ye has lived in this place for many years, he has never heard that there are still monks in the temple.

Everyone regards the cultivator as their idol, and the first thing that comes to mind when something happens is the omnipotent immortal.

After all, a problem that can be solved by a elixir bestowed by an immortal, who would think of burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

Song Ye thought that the existence of Master Monk and Master was limited to his own memory, but he didn't know that he had learned a lot today.

There are no temple monks around Binhe, and Song Ye has never been in contact with them in the past 18 years.

To be precise, this master came from far away...

(End of this chapter)