Great Dao Ji

Shinto!

Staring at the five soul imprints, An Qisheng's heart moved slightly.

Under the emperor, Taoism, Buddhism, demons, gods, ghosts, and monsters are the leaders. The other paths are unpredictable. These six paths are like six monsters with millions of tentacles, hovering in the world.

They are everywhere, omnipresent, distinct and interconnected, forming a huge sky net covering the four poles and eight wastelands of the world.

Compared with the restraint of Taoism and Buddhism, Shinto is truly prominent. In name, it is the real emperor of the emperor.

The Five Emperors of the Divine Court, in a sense, are the door to the ultimate mystery of Shinto.

Om~~~

The five imprints representing the ultimate mystery of Shinto in the heart sea burst out with a long and endless cry, and began to wriggle and struggle like a living thing.

It seems that it has sensed the crisis.

When one reaches the realm of the Five Emperors, whether or not one relies on external methods or external objects, one already possesses power beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even if it is just the dissipated breath, it is possible to give birth to supernatural powers and even spiritual wisdom.

The immortality of the primordial spirit and the immortality of destiny are not just talk.

"Unfortunately, you are not the Great Free Demon Lord."

An Qisheng was calm and let the five marks wriggle and struggle. With a thought, he completely broke and shattered the five marks.

Buzz!

The next moment, it was like five rivers bursting their banks. In just a moment, endless information images had already surged out like a galaxy leaking.

Accompanied by a series of ferocious and terrifying shouts, it seemed to completely burst this vast sea of ​​​​heart and starry sky!

"Ah!"

Lan Lingtong screamed strangely, and just as he stepped into the sea of ​​​​heart, he ran away as if he had been electrocuted.

But in a flash, its eyes were already shining, and it rushed back like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, and fell fiercely into the torrent of information.

"The Five Emperors' Divine Court, the Imperial Divine Way"

An Qisheng didn't care about Lan Lingtong's actions, and didn't even glance at him. He muttered in his heart, and had already raised his divine will to the extreme.

He used the Daoyi magical power "Entering Dreams" that he had practiced for many years but rarely used.

"Entering the dream of the universe, the universe dreams of me!"

Huh!

The heart calmed down, and everything fell into stagnation.

Randomly, under An Qisheng's overlooking, all the scenes in his sight were like a lake that was broken by a meteor and shattered into countless pieces.

But in just a moment, the endless fragments had already surrounded An Qisheng's divine will and reorganized again.

An Qisheng watched calmly.

He only felt that endless information was passing by rapidly on both sides, just like traveling through time and space. He looked up and seemed to see the endless river in front of him.

The endless Dao line that runs through everything, and the majestic shadow that stands at the highest point, which seems to be as huge as the world and difficult to see the whole picture.

Unlike the first time he glimpsed the long river of time and space, he was not in the long river at this time, but on the endless Dao line that runs through everything.

Following this Dao line that has been built on the past and present, he sank into the most ancient past in the dark.

"This is."

From then on, he could only see the end of the Dao line, or the end of where the Dao line could extend.

It was an endless chaotic world.

The world was chaotic, without any sound or light, and even all the existences known to mortals did not exist. The only thing that existed was the eternal chaotic land.

That was the chaos that nurtured all the world!

An Qisheng suddenly had such a thought in his mind: "Is this before the birth of the Imperial Heaven Realm?"

The ups and downs of the thought made him more solemn.

Have the control of the Six Saints of the Imperial Heaven over this world reached such a level?

The change of order has never been easy, whether it is the dynasty of mortals, the dynasty of cultivators, or the imperial court that governs all realms.

However, he did not expect that the control of the Six Saints of the Imperial Heaven over the world has reached the point from the earliest times to the future.

"No! That line."

An Qisheng's heart was shocked and he found something strange.

The line extended to the end, but it was no longer the line of the Six Saints, but an independent line outside the Six Saints and Six Paths, a line he had never seen before, but was extremely familiar with.

That is, inspiration!

Structure of the beginning and end of the world, derived from the Six Paths, the source of the real 'Tao' of this world!

"The source of inspiration!"

At the moment of enlightenment, An Qisheng's mind suddenly shook, and he heard an indescribable, infinitely terrifying explosion!

Horror!

Infinite horror!

At this moment, even with An Qisheng's current state, he could not help but feel a trace of indescribable and imperceptible horror.

In a trance, he felt that his body would be destroyed in the next moment.

Boom!

It was a terrifying collision beyond imagination.

Chaos, exploded!

The extreme horror collision spread silently in the chaos, setting off a terrifying frenzy like a shocking sky, and it really exploded in An Qisheng's heart.

At this moment, he saw the end of the Tao line.

The true origin of the derivatives of all Taos!

It was an unimaginable and even indescribable terrifying existence.

He fell from an infinite height with a terrifying knife light, as if in extremely severe pain.

He looked up to the sky and let out a shocking and angry roar, which exploded in the chaos, and the Tao flowed in it.

There are all kinds of legal principles naturally intertwined, and the prototype of a world that is as big as the limit that the divine will can perceive was opened up in this shocking roar.

With one roar, the world will be destroyed?

An Qisheng's mind was stagnant. At this moment, it seemed that his thoughts could not move. In fact, his thoughts were running and analyzing at an unprecedented speed.

Finally, at the moment when the Five Emperors' imprints were burned out and all the scenes disappeared, he finally parsed out a piece of the information contained in that shocking roar.

call!

Under the old tree, An Qisheng suddenly opened his eyes, and there was blood flowing out of his seven orifices, dripping to the ground like he couldn't stop it.

The breath is like a candle blown by a strong wind, suddenly reaching its lowest point.

But he seemed unaware, his mind concentrated on this roar, and he vaguely realized that this roar contained something unimaginable.

Can.

After a long, long time, An Qisheng swayed and came to his senses. He wiped away the waste blood flowing out of his seven orifices and gently kneaded his eyebrows:

"What's wrong?"

The six great suns hang high above the sea of ​​clouds and the sky, overlooking the heaven and earth, and illuminating the world.

It was midday in summer, especially hot. Even though Yufeng City was located on the coast, it was still unbearably hot. Except for some soldiers guarding the city gate, they stood guard with their heads hanging down.

Only some merchants from far away entered the city under the sun.

"hiss!"

There was a sound of horses neighing, and several soldiers came to their senses immediately. When they turned their heads, they saw a dull-looking young man slowly walking out of the city gate, leading an unusually handsome horse.

"Second Master!"

Several soldiers suddenly stood upright, looking at the young man on the horse who was handsome and not resembling a mortal. Their two sides were trembling.

These two people came to Yufeng City a few days ago. At that time, several people thought of asking for some money, but...

"A small punishment but a big warning. If you do it again in the future, those beasts in the city will end up with you tomorrow."

Yang Jian glanced at the soldiers lightly.

Several soldiers immediately knelt down and worshiped as if they had been granted amnesty, almost crying with joy: "Thank you, thank you Master, we don't dare to do it anymore."

"well."

Looking at the few soldiers who were kowtowing like insects, Gautama sighed in his heart.

The tendency in human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong is actually more difficult to move than a mountain.

"hiss!"

The dragon horse kicked and roared, extremely dissatisfied, but it could not resist Gautama and held it by himself. He had no choice but to reluctantly carry Yang Jian out of the city gate and walked towards the seaside.

"For these people, words are always used as subterfuge, and most of them are in vain."

Glancing at the taciturn Gautama, Yang Jian shook his head slightly. His nephew was really too stubborn.

"I don't reject the magical powers of fists and feet, but magical powers are difficult to change people's hearts. If my uncle's methods can ban them for a while, can they ban them for a lifetime?"

Gautama shook his head.

He does not reject magical powers. He himself practices magical powers. But if everyone uses fists, feet and magical powers to solve everything, how is he any different from these people?

It's nothing more than replacing power with magical powers.

"Why not?"

Yang Jian smiled: "Not to mention a lifetime, even life after life, it is not impossible. However, human nature is here, even you and me, we may not be able to transcend the outside world."

"Uncle, what you said makes sense."

Gautama wanted to retort, but he still nodded with a wry smile.

From Youzhou to Haizhou, from Shouyang Mountain to Yufeng Mountain, you should learn to behave well.

"It's just that most of the disasters in the world are here."

Looking back at Yufeng City, Haizhou, and the Great Zhou world of Nantian Dao, Gautama murmured in his heart, not to mention how many emotions were surging.

The Great Zhou Dynasty is vast, and even though Long Ma is not slow, he has been walking and stopping all the way, looking for sects and cultivating, and hundreds of years have passed until now.

In hundreds of years, he has seen too many people and things.

Now that the new law has been prevalent in the world for hundreds of years, evil spirits and disasters have long disappeared. The old days when it was dark and unable to go out seemed to be far away. Even on this remote seaside, few people still remember this.

But the disasters in the world don't seem to have diminished. Even couples often want to divide power, status, and money.

This is something that Gautama still cannot fully understand.

"That's all, that's all, whatever you think about it, if you can really figure out something from these ghosts in the mortal world and the ghosts in the human heart, my uncle will admire you a little!"

Yang Jian was too lazy to say anything more.

Along the way for hundreds of years, he has deeply understood how stubborn his nephew is.

"It is said that there is a sect of Taoism, the Second Holy Land of Xumi, and the three divine dynasties of Zhou and Liang."

Without waiting for Gautama to speak, Yang Jian patted the horse's head casually, pointed to the place where the moist sea breeze came from, and said: "The Taoist gate is in Dongsheng, and Xumi is in Xihe. You choose one, where will you go?"

"Taomen, Xumi"

Gautama chewed in his mouth, feeling the trembling Buddha seal of the word 'Swastika' in his heart, and slowly spoke:

"It is said that Sumeru is the tallest."