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Chapter 138 "Preaching the Dharma"

Saint level enlightenment, what does this mean?

As mentioned before, enlightenment is a theory, while cultivation is a practice.

The understanding of the great road has reached the saint level, which means that Zhou Qing's understanding of this great road is already at the saint level in theory.

But it is just a theory, because he has not verified it on himself, and has not verified whether his understanding of the great road is correct or not.

Theoretically speaking, Zhou Qing believed that the changes in the rules he perceived were no problem and completely correct. They were the result of his final realization after studying the great ways between heaven and earth bit by bit.

However, due to his own realm, he is still opening up the physical body of the Immortal II realm and verifying the correctness of the Dao perception at the Immortal II level, and is not yet able to practice holy-level cultivation.

Just like physics in the scientific and technological system, although the theory has advanced very far, practice has not kept up and is still advancing bit by bit to verify the correctness of the theory.

Only when his cultivation reaches that of a saint and this law is formally elevated to the law of a saint can it be proven that what he has understood is correct.

As for now, regardless of whether there are flaws in this Taoist enlightenment, when he uses it, it can indeed cause the resonance of the great avenues of heaven and earth, and it is indeed perfectly consistent with various phenomena. So far, no problems have been found.

"Next, it's time to wait." Zhou Qingpan sat on the ice-blue altar and entered into practice.

A month later, in the small world of hell, the prison master received an order from the Killing Saint, asking him to send another group of people there, this time with a powerful leader with profound knowledge.

This is a terrifying building that imitates the oldest palace and is built with blood and bones. The prison master is sitting on the throne on the high platform, looking at a powerful person below with cold eyes.

"Qi Li, you are a veteran of our hell. You must have gotten the news that the higher-ups want us to send a group of killers to do something. I decided to let you lead the team this time."

This voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, it was extremely cold and made people tremble.

Below is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with black hair, exuding an astonishing murderous aura. He has killed countless creatures.

There was no trace of fear on his face, and his expression was cold, as if it had become a habit, and he replied: "Qi Li must obey the orders of the prison lord!"

"Okay!" The prison master's voice seemed to contain a hint of approval.

Then he took out an extremely mysterious seed, floating in the palm of his hand, as if it would never sink, undergoing various changes, and containing an extremely mysterious way.

"Give this seed to you. Don't ask any questions. I have a wonderful use for it." The prison master ordered.

"Yes!" Qi Li caught the seed and took it into his body.

"Back off and get ready," the prison master ordered.

Afterwards, Qi Li exited the building and returned to his residence.

He sank his mind into his body and observed the seed in his body. He did not dare to use any means to test it. He could only carefully understand the avenue contained in this seed and want to have a general understanding of its function.

However, no matter how he realized it, he was always unclear, as if he was trapped in chaos, and it was difficult to touch the surface of this avenue.

"What on earth does the Lord of this small world want to do to give me such a seed?" Qi Li was very confused in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. I was going to find a way to enter that place anyway, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come to me like this."

Wisps of memories arose in his heart, which were the deepest secrets hidden in his heart.

More than two thousand years ago, everyone thought he was an orphan picked up from the outside. He had no father, mother, or relatives, but he was very talented in cultivation, so they brought him back and participated in the bloody trial of hell.

It was a horrific trial. Ten thousand children were thrown into a forest and killed each other without any restrictions. In the end, only one person could survive.

You can form alliances, backstab, set traps, and use all means. As long as you survive in the end, you can successfully become a bottom-level killer.

I don't know how much time had passed, but when he walked out, his expression was indifferent, as if the people he was killing were not humans, but domestic animals.

He was covered in blood, both from others and his own. His clothes were torn, with only a few strips of cloth floating around. There was a dagger stuck in his left leg, and blood was flowing out. It was stabbed by the last enemy. , but it was he who survived in the end.

Maybe it was because his performance was really good. After becoming the killer of hell, he immediately received key training, and even later became the son of hell god of that generation, growing step by step to where he is today.

However, no one could have imagined that he, who had joined Hell since he was a child and had been a killer for more than two thousand years, was actually an undercover agent specially lurking in.

To this day, he still remembers that in that small village, although there were only a few people, everyone lived very easily. Those were his happiest days, until one day, his father said something to him.

"I want you to enter the small stronghold of hell, then find the important places of the two major divine dynasties, and then explore into the final ancient palace."

That day, he was extremely silent. He saw the reluctance in his father's eyes, but he also saw the determination in his father's eyes.

He knew why. Since the destruction of Heavenly Court, only two or three people had escaped the disaster and barely passed on part of the inheritance.

The predecessors had been weak for a long time, and after all their efforts, they could only find one or two small strongholds.

However, the hatred for the two killer dynasties was passed down from generation to generation, and the hatred accumulated and became more and more unstoppable. As the leader of this generation of heaven, his father was deeply affected.

He had five older brothers before, but they all disappeared one after another when they reached the right age. Now, it was finally his turn.

Finally, he nodded and agreed to what his father would do.

He hasn't smiled since.

To prove the Tao through killing, to prove the Tao through killing, how can it be practiced through seclusion and enlightenment? This is a way of practice that requires real killing of a large number of people.

Even in Heaven, they have to go through real killing before they can embark on the path of killing to prove the Tao. However, their killing pays more attention to quality and mainly kills the strong.

As for the dynasty of killers who are named after hell, their practice requires a lot of killing, and the simplest way is to massacre the city!

There are countless mortal kingdoms in the Eastern Wasteland. Occasionally, the disappearance of a mortal city in a small kingdom will not cause any waves at all.

No one in the major holy land families cares about the life and death of mortals, especially those small countries outside their control area. Sometimes even if a mortal country dies, they will not know it immediately.

In order to train disciples, the killer dynasty would occasionally seal off a mortal city with hundreds of thousands of mortals, allowing them to kill, turning a vibrant city into a living hell scene.

Over the past two thousand years, he has slaughtered countless creatures with his own hands, and the terrifying murderous aura on his body that cannot be concealed at all is proof of this.

Whether it is him or the other people in hell, the murderous aura in their bodies far exceeds that of ordinary people. They all came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

"It seems that this time, it is really possible for me to fumble into the ancient palace of hell. I don't know what the situation is like with my seventh brother. I hope I won't encounter danger." Qi Li sighed inwardly.

Although he lurked into hell, when he went out to perform tasks, he would sometimes find an opportunity to meet his father and deliver some news.

Not long after he entered hell, his seventh brother was also sent to his stronghold in the human world.

Over the past two thousand years, his five brothers have died one after another. Now, only he and his seventh brother are left. One is in hell and the other is in the human world. They have both become powerful and possess the power among the two killer dynasties. After gaining a certain status, many strongholds and the coordinates of some small worlds were discovered.

However, the location of the ancient palace has always been a secret among secrets. For more than two thousand years, the ancient palace has been taking the initiative to contact the small world below. The small world does not know the location of the ancient palace at all.

But now I don’t know what happened. The ancient palace is summoning batches of killers. This is a rare opportunity in a thousand years, and it is the most likely opportunity to find out the location of the ancient palace.

"Even if I die, I will enter it and pass the location of that ancient palace of hell to my father!"

At this time, at Zhou's house, Ye Fan and others were sitting in an open space, listening to Zhou Qing's sermon.

There seemed to be lines intertwining between heaven and earth, and different rules turned into order, deriving inexplicable power and constructing various patterns in the void.

Between the heaven and the earth, divine clouds fill the sky, dragons and phoenixes dance, basalts sprout from the sky, unicorns step on the sky, golden lotuses descend from the sky, and all things grow and are full of vitality.

Many visions appeared one after another, falling all over the sky like snowflakes, and the wonderful sound of the great avenue resounded, as if singing the hymn of heaven and earth, resounding in the hearts of everyone.

After a long time, Zhou Qing had stopped preaching, but Ye Fan and others were still in a daze, intoxicated in the avenue.

They were not practicing, this was the impact of a "major trend", like the Nine Heavens Galaxy pouring into their hearts, with such majestic momentum that Ye Fan and others immediately had a general understanding of practice.

Originally, this work should be done by the elders of the Zhou family, but Zhou Qing took the initiative to take over the preaching task.

The previous month, it was the Zhou family elders who helped Ye Fan and others change their minds, taught them the language and common sense of this world, and gave them a preliminary understanding of the world.

This month, Zhou Qing planted the Tao for them, impacted their souls with the general trend of the Tao, felt the vastness of the Tao, and initially experienced the process of cultivating the Tao.

After a month, Ye Fan and others gradually gained a deeper understanding of practice. They had a deeper understanding of the practice experience and experience described by Elder Zhou, and were able to truly enter the practice.

Maybe in Lingxu Cave Heaven, it would take them four months to reluctantly start practicing, but in the Zhou family, this training plan is at least preached by the elders of Xiantai Secret Realm. I don’t know how many times better than Lingxu Cave Heaven. Two The effect of one month is greater than the harvest of that small sect in one year.

It can be said that by this time, this group of people have already gained a foundation for practice, and their practice will go smoothly, and many problems in practice can be solved by themselves.

"Such luck is really unbelievable." Zhou Qing looked at Ye Fan, who had not yet come to his senses, and deduced his luck.

For a moment, that kind of monstrous luck seemed to be surging in. If it were an ordinary person, even the slightest taste of that kind of luck would make them suffocate.

"This is because I carry most of the luck of an ancient star."

Zhou Qing deduced a little and came up with the answer immediately.

On the other side of the starry sky, that planet is an ancient star of life whose destiny is not much weaker than that of Beidou.

Needless to say, the glory of the past years. The ancient war scenes of Yinghuo have already revealed part of his power. Even in this world, when more than 90% of the area is sealed, the strong man of that ancient star is terrifying. To the extreme.

A quasi-emperor, several great saints, and various other ordinary saints are all powerful within these ten thousand years, which shows how extraordinary that ancient star is.

In Zhou Qing's opinion, most of the luck of the entire ancient star lies with Ye Fan, and only a very small amount of luck fell to other places and turned into a celestial demon body, as well as some other things that were not special. The physique is just a genius with better talent in cultivation.

"This is really extraordinary. If we go out for a walk, all the great emperor's scriptures and the demon emperor's heart will fall on him, and others will not be able to compete for it." Zhou Qing said with emotion.

Once such luck collides with Beidou's luck, it will cause huge waves in an instant. Originally, this luck is like a hot pot, but if it is hit by such luck, it will boil in an instant, causing violent fluctuations. All kinds of reactions are going to happen.

At that time, the growth and decline of luck will change the calmness of many years before, and will undergo drastic changes in a short period of time. During the collision between luck and luck, I don't know how much luck will decline and completely dissipate. .

"What kind of destiny is there? Faced with such a monstrous luck, it will still suffer everywhere. No matter how high or low one's cultivation level is, it is of no use at all."

Zhou Qing was thinking about it, and suddenly, he thought of something.

"Huh? What am I doing now? Am I preaching to them?" Zhou Qing discovered a blind spot.

"Could it be that I have become a part of his destiny?"

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Luck, luck, it's such a wonderful thing. It can't be seen or touched in this world, but it exists everywhere. Everyone lives in such a network."

After a while, Ye Fan and others woke up.

Zhou Qing also started talking about business, with a solemn look on his face, and said: "In the past month, I can see your progress, and you are now qualified to practice. The next lecture will be about the formal method of practice."

"Really?" Some male classmates were overjoyed, with smiles on their faces.

Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia and others were also very excited. Isn't it just for this day that they have studied hard for so long?

"Ye Fan, come with me." Zhou Qing said.

After a while, Zhou Qing returned to his island, and with him came Ye Fan, who was now only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

Zhou Qing took out a futon and asked Mark to sit in front of him.

He took out three books and said: "I have three books on how to practice here. You choose and see which one you want to practice."

In front of him, three books full of Taoist rhyme were suspended, like black holes, full of devouring power.

The first one reads "Immortal Heavenly Power".

The second book reads "Immortal Heavenly Power".

The third book still says "Immortal Heavenly Power".

"This" Ye Fan looked at these three books and was dumbfounded for a moment.