My immortal cultivation game has come true

Until the end of the banquet.

Zhenyuan Daxian and Taishang Laojun looked at each other, and then winked at Xuanqing together, as if they had something to say.

Seeing this.

Xuanqing's heart moved, and he immediately dismissed his subordinates, and then arranged Zhenyuan Daxian and Taishang Laojun to the study.

In the study.

Zhenyuan Daxian and Taishang Laojun sat on the Taishi chair.

"Senior Zhenyuan, Grandmaster, please drink spiritual tea!"

Xuanqing poured a cup of hot tea for each of them.

For him, in the game world, only Zhenyuan Daxian and Taishang Laojun are his elders.

Even if his cultivation has broken through the middle stage of Quasi Saint, and his combat power has even soared to the late stage of Quasi Saint, this kind of eldership cannot be forgotten.

"I don't know if you two called the younger generation here alone," Xuanqing returned to his chair and asked angrily.

"Hehe~" Zhenyuan Daxian chuckled, looked at Taishang Laojun beside him, and said: "Brother Laojun, you are Xuanqing's master, so you can tell us."

"Okay!"

Taishang Laojun nodded slightly, and then said:

"Xuanqing, you are also a quasi-saint now, and perhaps your real combat power has reached the late quasi-saint stage."

"It's time for you to know some things in this primitive world."

As soon as these words came out.

Xuanqing raised his eyebrows.

Why does this plot look so familiar?

In novels, whenever the protagonist reaches the peak of a certain world, he will get the real secret of this world from his elders or friends.

Then this secret is either an invasion from outside or a new map is opened up.

Could it be that...his current situation is also like this?

With a strong curiosity in his heart.

Xuanqing couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen carefully, wanting to see what secret the master was going to tell.

"A long, long time ago, the prehistoric world was not yet the prehistoric world, but just a piece of nothingness in the endless chaos."

"I don't know how long it took, but an ancient god named Pangu, holding the Chaos Axe, came here for some reason. The ancient god held the axe."

Taishang Laojun's eyes were deep, and his voice was yin and yang, as if he could pull people's souls into that desolate and empty place.

"After the prehistoric world was opened up, it was constantly under the erosion of endless chaos. The huge pressure made this new world in danger of breaking and destruction at any time."

"Seeing this scene, the ancient god, for some reason, sacrificed himself, his eyes turned into the sun and the moon, and his body turned into..."

"In the end, the creatures in this world affectionately called the ancient god the Father God"

Accompanied by the narration.

A version of the story that is similar to "Pangu created the world", but different in details, was told by Taishang Laojun.

But

When Taishang Laojun talked about the "calamity", his face was filled with deep worry.

"Xuanqing, do you know why there is a calamity in this world?" Taishang Laojun asked in a serious tone.

Xuanqing answered casually: "For the merits of the Heavenly Dao?"

Hearing this.

"It is for the merits of the Heavenly Dao, but not just for the merits of the Heavenly Dao." Taishang Laojun nodded, but shook his head.

Then.

Taishang Laojun continued to narrate:

"The reason for the quantitative catastrophe is that the prehistoric world can no longer withstand the erosion of endless chaos."

"In this case, it is necessary to awaken the original power of Pangu Father God in the form of quantitative catastrophe in order to continue to extend the life of the prehistoric world."

At this point, his voice paused slightly, and pointed to the sky with the whisk in his hand..

"The great master Hongjun Daozu, who entered the Tao to control the rules of the heavenly way, is to better resist the erosion of endless chaos."

"The second is to encourage the creatures of this world. Anyone who has made a difference in the quantitative catastrophe can share a certain amount of heavenly merit as a reward."

After hearing these words.

"So that's it!"

Xuanqing understood in his heart, and then guessed and said: "Grandmaster, you and Senior Zhenyuan summoned the disciple alone, I'm afraid. You want to talk about something related to this quantitative catastrophe?"

"Yes, Xuanqing, you are very smart!"

Taishang Laojun nodded, and the expression on his face became unusually serious.

"Every time there is a catastrophe, the source of the Father God is being consumed. Over the years, the source of the Father God has become less and less, and the source of the Father God that can be awakened by each catastrophe is becoming increasingly rare."

"Now, the Buddhist journey to the West is a catastrophe, but in my opinion, I am afraid that the source brought by this catastrophe is not enough to offset the erosion of endless chaos."

"Then. This means that sooner or later, the prehistoric world we live in will not be able to resist the erosion of endless chaos and will completely dissipate and return to chaos!"

"Alas~"

Speaking of this.

Taishang Laojun sighed and said with a dim look: "Those who have not achieved Daluo cannot survive in chaos."

The meaning is very clear.

Once the prehistoric world really cannot resist the erosion of endless chaos, then the entire prehistoric world, all creatures without Daluo cultivation, will be wiped out in chaos!

"Hiss~"

Xuan Qing took a deep breath, a little surprised.

The development of this matter is really exactly the same as the plot in those bloody novels.

When the protagonists in those fantasy novels grow to a certain point, they will regard "foreign invasion", "extraterritorial demons" or simply "world destruction" as a major event, and finally open up a new map.

Here is his mind.

"Master, you told me this. Do I have the ability to change all this?" Xuan Qing asked in a serious tone.

"Hahaha, you are indeed the person I am optimistic about, and your intelligence is rare!"

Taishang Laojun nodded with a smile.

"Now the only way to break the predicament in the prehistoric world is not in the world, but outside the world, and you, Xuanqing, are the person outside the world, and the only one who can save this world."

Save the world?

Sure enough.

Xuan Qing couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Things were just as he guessed. When he climbed to the top of this world, a mission to save the world appeared.

"Master, what should I do to save the world?"

"The power of the Father God's origin, as long as there is sufficient power of the Father God's origin to nourish the world, this world can resist the erosion of endless chaos!" Taishang Laojun said faintly.

Hearing this.

Xuanqing was stunned at first, and then continued to ask: "In other words, it means having sufficient merits of the Heavenly Dao?"

"Not merits of the Heavenly Dao, but the origin of the Father God!"

However.

Taishang Laojun shook his head, and then explained: "The merits of the Heavenly Dao belong to the origin of the Father God, but the origin of the Father God is not just merits of the Heavenly Dao."

"What exactly is the origin of the Father God, I can't explain clearly, only after the journey to the West is over, you can call on the origin of the Father God, and you can experience it yourself, and then you can know what the origin of the Father God is!"

Father God's Origin

Xuanqing silently memorized this word in his heart.

He had a feeling that this so-called 'origin of the Father God' would certainly be of great help to his practice of the Heaven-Swallowing Sacred Art.

As for the task of 'saving the world'?

If he had the ability, he would not watch all the creatures in the prehistoric world die.

Especially in the prehistoric world today, the largest number of people are the human race, and Xuanqing is also a member of the human race. If he has the ability, he will naturally not sit idly by and watch the human race become extinct.

Speaking of which.

Today's Xuanqing has already regarded the prehistoric world as his second home. The mentality of playing games at the beginning has become increasingly weaker with the passage of time.

This can be seen from the fact that he went to the Tathagata Buddha to accept Tang Xuanzang's master and apprentice. This is not a rational and cost-effective choice, but he still did it.

Thinking of this.

Xuanqing stood up with an extremely serious look.

"Master, Senior Zhenyuan, let's wait until the journey to the west is over, and I will see what the origin of the Father God is. If I have the ability, I will not sit idly by!"

As soon as these words came out.

Taishang Laojun and Zhenyuan Daxian showed approval on their faces.

"Then Tathagata will take the Golden Cicada Soul and the Six-eared Macaque, and it will not take long for him to complete the journey to the west. Then I will take you to feel the origin of the Father God!"

On the side.

Zhenyuan Daxian also said: "I will go with you!"

Because of the speed of time that one day in heaven is one year on earth.

Taishang Laojun did not return to heaven, but stayed in Black Wind Mountain with Zhenyuan Daxian, waiting for the journey to the west to end.

So.

Xuanqing naturally took the opportunity to stay beside the two and ask about some cultivation matters.

Speaking of which,

Although his "Swallowing Heaven Holy Art" is now in the second stage, and the progress of the Swallowing Heaven Tree seedling stage is close to halfway, and his cultivation level is comparable to the middle stage of the Quasi-Sage.

His combat power can even cross the level to compete with the late Quasi-Sage, and even with the Tathagata Buddha, the first person in the Three Realms, he can rely on the self-destruction magic to fight him.

But in terms of the knowledge level of cultivation, because the cultivation speed is too fast, many basic theories of cultivation have not kept up.

So.

Xuanqing did not return to the real world, but stayed in the hall, chatting and discussing with the Grandmaster Taishang Laojun and Zhenyuan Daxian.

Just like this.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye. Two and a half years passed!

In these two and a half years, Xuanqing has basically been in the hall, asking Zhenyuan Daxian and Taishang Laojun for knowledge of cultivation.

After these two and a half years of study, he finally mastered the basics of cultivation, making up for the defects of practicing too fast but not understanding many common sense.

"Xuanqing boy, do you understand what I have said in the past two years?" Taishang Laojun asked with a smile.

"Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts!" ​​Xuanqing bowed respectfully.

For him, no matter how high his cultivation level will be in the future, he will respect this ancestor who has taken good care of him from the beginning!

"Yes."

Taishang Laojun nodded slightly, then stood up, looked in the direction of Xiniu Hezhou, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Let's go, it's almost time for the Buddhist sect."

Hearing this.

Zhenyuan Daxian on the side also nodded, then stood up.

The next moment.

The two tore open the space in front of them, stepped into it, and disappeared into the study of Taichu Daoting.

Seeing this.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, and as he waved the whisk in his hand, he turned into starlight and disappeared, but he had already followed the footsteps of his master and Zhenyuan Daxian.

Xiniu Hezhou.

Lingshan Da Leiyin Temple in the far west.

‘Tang Xuanzang’ brought ‘Sun Wukong’, Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha to the foot of Lingshan again.

It is worth mentioning.

This Tang Xuanzang’s appearance has changed, and Sun Wukong looks similar to before, but he has six ears.

As for Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, they are still the second and third brothers, and the white dragon horse is still the white dragon horse.

Perhaps it was because of the previous wave of accidents.

This time, the Buddhist sect did not make any more troubles, even if the merits of the heavenly way were less, there was no more disaster.

Entering the main hall of the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Disciple Tang Xuanzang pays respect to the Tathagata Buddha!"

This copycat Tang Xuanzang knelt on the ground with a respectful look, and kowtowed to the Tathagata Buddha with great piety.

The six-eared Sun Wukong next to him also kowtowed respectfully.

Only Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha put their hands together and bowed, which was considered a salute.

"You have traveled 180,000 miles to the west and finally arrived at the other side of Lingshan. I will give you the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures "The False A-Zen Sutra", "The Universal Sutra of Huafatuo Luo", "The Holy Glory of the World", etc., totaling 852.12,888 volumes..."

The mighty voice echoed in the hall.

On the high platform.

When the Tathagata Buddha waved his hand, golden light overflowed and Buddha's light shone everywhere. Countless scriptures with rich Buddha power appeared out of thin air in this main hall.

The Buddhist saying says: Mahayana Buddhism can help the dead ascend to heaven, resolve all grievances, and eliminate unprovoked disasters.

"Thank you, Tathagata Buddha, for giving me the scriptures."

Tang Xuanzang was overjoyed, and then he took a step forward and put the collection on the pile of scriptures.

Just when his hand touched the scriptures.

In an instant!

A wave of Dao rhyme that could not be described in words emerged from all directions inexplicably.

Just after the copycat pilgrimage team entered Lingshan.

Not far away.

On a white auspicious cloud, three Taoists stood.

A young Taoist holding a whisk emitting the Dao rhyme of cause and effect, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a purple robe with a strong and heavy aura, and an old Taoist with white hair and beard, who looked like an immortal.

These three Taoists were Xuanqing, Zhenyuan Daxian, and Taishang Laojun who came from Black Wind Mountain.

"Here comes Xuanqing, pay attention." Taishang Laojun said in a low voice, signaling the other party to concentrate.

"Okay!"

Xuanqing nodded, and then focused his attention on Lingshan.

After a moment.

A wave that could not be described in words burst out from Lingshan and spread in all directions.

"This is." Xuanqing was a little surprised.