Sea Of ​​Bitterness Of The Heavens Billion Weight

Chapter 127 125【Supreme hall, the heavens and worlds】4000

What is real and what is illusory? The thoughts of all living beings are tossing and turning. One thought is a world, and the thoughts flicker like infinite numbers. In an instant, thousands of small worlds are born in the Ganges sands.

The Great Universe is magnificent, Heavenly Dao is daunting, but even more brilliant than the Great Universe is the thought in my heart. One thought leaps at the speed of light, one thought transcends Samsara, one thought reaches the other shore, and only one thought lasts forever.

Deducing the eternity of the God Realm and the infinite future, Zhang Ruoxu's eyes flashed a golden light, and he glimpsed the ups and downs of timelines, but they were buried because of various variables.

"If the False God Realm can be true, and the great dream can be true through the ages, the False God Realm will be transformed into the Void God Realm, carrying the primordial spirits of the gods, eternal Immortal, undying faith, and immortality."

"It complements the true Immortal World of the Yang Realm. One is the immortal substance, the body is immortal, and the other is the eternal belief, the primordial spirit Immortal."

"If the two worlds are united, it seems to be a free and eternal Da Luotian!"

Looking at the long river of time, Zhang Ruoxu actually caught a glimpse of the final transformation of the Yin & Yang fairy mirror.

From the Immortal Mirror of the Two Worlds Yin & Yang to the Tai Chi Universe Immortal King Mirror, and then from the Immortal King to the Free Eternal Great Luodi Mirror.

This is an extremely long road, with the growth of Taoist ancestors, with the birth of the system, and finally turned into Immortal emperor soldiers.

Time flows, it may be tens of millions of years, or it may be hundreds of millions of years, with no end in sight.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Zhang Ruoxu sighed, if others saw that their own weapons could be transformed into Immortal Emperor soldiers, they would be full of joy.

However, this world is different, this realm is different!

For millions of years at most, the darkness will make a comeback here, at least to face the dark creatures of the Immortal King level, and even the quasi-Immortal Emperor, and even the dark creatures of the Immortal Emperor level will cast their eyes.

If one advances step by step, relying on hundreds of millions of years to climb up the ranks step by step, the final end will be like the old Immortal Kings who opened up the Immortal Domain, falling into the unknown and dying without a burial.

Even if one is lucky enough to step into the realm of the quasi-Immortal Emperor, like an emperor who has left footprints on the embankment, facing the infinite darkness, the fate will not be much better.

Another era of Emperor Fall, another era of Samsara.

"If the Heavens and Myriad Realms want to stand out and rise these days, they must be active, but the degree of activation is different."

Zhang Ruoxu whispered, found a platform and sat cross-legged, looking at his innate Samsara seal.

This is Zhang Ruoxu's opportunity to rise, and in the fashionable words of later generations, he is Gold Finger.

But Zhang Ruoxu seldom uses the power of the Samsara seal, because Samsara has great mysteries and great Karma, except for enlightenment to replace death, Samsara's rebirth, and assisting the Tianxin seal to deduce the road, almost never used the Samsara seal.

But now I have to use it, even if I have a big Karma, I have to fight it myself.

"The darkness ahead is endless, I'm not afraid of your Karma being big, just be afraid of your Karma being small!"

"Use Samsara to fight Samsara!"

Zhang Ruoxu's eyes were piercing, Heavenly Emperor Yuanshen stepped out of Xiantai, stepped into the immaculate and holy Samsara seal that conceived life and death, and gained insight into the supreme avenue and mystery.

A holy radiance fell like a celestial girl's scattered flowers, and it was even more crystal clear, flowing out an intoxicating brilliance.

The Heavenly Emperor's primordial spirit stepped into the Yinzhong world, and his body disappeared, leaving only the imprint that conceived life and death, suspended in mid-air.

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The vast Six Paths of Reincarnation is like a world spinning in six directions. The front is as high as a mountain, but the green platform as big as a star is empty, and a sense of silence and emptiness fills the whole space.

The six-color glazed brilliance shone, and a figure came out from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, wearing the Heavenly Emperor crown suit, with a handsome face and the sun and the moon on his shoulders, like the supreme Sacred.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation, Wangxiang Terrace, is the starting point, and finally returned here."

There was a trace of sadness in Zhang Ruoxu's eyes. The scenes in front of him were extremely familiar. He had been here many times, but this time it was empty, and he was the only one walking alone, stepping on Yellow Springs, walking on Samsara, and going retrograde.

The old friend Black and White Impermanence has disappeared, those words of laughter and cursing have disappeared, and Granny Meng who once made Granny Meng's Soup for the ghosts in Qingtai is also gone, not to mention the numb ghosts and the ghosts screaming around their ears The sound of wailing.

The underworld is empty, and there are no traces of the evil Guiwu, except for one person walking alone.

A kind of feeling that there is no one before and no one in the future, thinking about the world and the earth, feeling sad and crying alone, can't help but arise spontaneously.

"The past cannot be admonished, but the coming can still be pursued."

Zhang Ruoxu said to himself, stepped on the ripples in the void, looked ahead, and stepped step by step to the end of the Qingtai. It was a bridge that seemed to span hundreds of millions of miles and could not see the end.

River of Forgetfulness on the Yellow Springs road, Bridge of Helplessness on the River of Forgetfulness, nothing to do with this life, nothing to do with the afterlife.

Walking on the Bridge of Helplessness, Zhang Ruo humbly felt that he could cross the long bridge and reach the other side with a single thought, but there was a force in the dark that prevented own from moving forward.

Looking down, the bloody waves in the River of Forgetfulness seem to be endless. The tumbling waves in the river are the ups and downs of a great universe, and the shooting of a wave is the end of an era.

Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help thinking of a sentence, at the end of Samsara, everything will end, and the underworld is the destination of all spirits.

Who in the world can transcend, most of them will return to the underworld after all.

The power to stop Zhang Ruoxu comes from a universe of waves. If you look closely, it turns out to be the Daqian Universe of your own side. The howling souls are actually the ancestors of the ancient ancestors, the survivors of Kunlun, who Zhang Ruoxu killed for the human race.

"Zhang Ruoxu! You killed 300,000 of my Tianlong clan! You will die!"

A dragon head ancestor king looked ferocious and terrifying, struggling and roaring in the sea of ​​blood.

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"Race disputes never end." Zhang Ruoxu sneered: "I was not my opponent in life, and dare to make trouble after death."

"roll!"

Like spring thunder exploding, the innocent souls wailed and terrified, and dispersed automatically.

Immediately afterwards, a youthful, sunny, vigorous, and temperamental figure emerged. They seemed to be the young Tianjiao who died in the hands of Zhang Ruoxu. They entrusted the future of each race and ethics.

Now and now, I am not reconciled.

"My hometown and my relatives have been ruined by you!" A young Quasi Emperor cried blood and tears, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the sea of ​​blood.

A fairy in white stares at Zhang Ruoxu indifferently, the first stage heavy flame burns in her pupils

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"Emperors fight each other according to their abilities." Zhang Ruoxu said calmly without even looking at him, "Since you have no regrets in life, why bother after death."

As soon as the voice fell, the souls dispersed, and then the sea of ​​blood rolled, one by one, the figures of the emperor's way and the king's land universe emerged, all of them were the ancient emperors and celestial beings of the past.

"Minghuang, you, a villain who fishes secretly, is also worthy of the title of Heavenly Emperor!"

"Human Emperor, you are the most black-hearted person in the world!"

It was the Golden-winged Great Peng who fought to the death, the Supreme Spirit Lord who gained enlightenment from the Holy Spirit, and the Corpse Emperor who became enlightened with his corpse... Dozens of Supremes roared and shouted.

"Just you?"

"I see and kill once."

Zhang Ruoxu sneered, and a seal of the human emperor came out. All the ghosts howled and howled, and their souls flew away. Then they stepped firmly and pushed all the way across.

Retrograde Bridge of Helplessness, leading directly to the land on the other side, a ray of brilliance falls down, and Dao heart is inexplicably comfortable.

Zhang Ruoxu was thoughtful: "It's not the people from the past, but the torture of Dao heart, is it the result of own heart?"

That's right, the gods of the underworld have all disappeared, so how could the ghosts still exist.

It's all about the soul, just asking the heart.

Walking through the Bridge of Helplessness, you come to another land, which is the center of Yellow Springs Road, where the other shore flowers bloom like flames. From a distance, it looked like a carpet of blood.

Bianhua, also known as Manzhushahua, blooms on the other side. When the flowers bloom, you can't see the leaves. When there are leaves, you can't see the flowers. The flowers and leaves don't meet each other. It is the only scenery on the Yellow Springs road.

When Zhang Ruoxu stepped onto this land, the blood-red Bianhua turned into a holy white.

The snow-white and blood-red Bana together represent Death. Datura flowers bloom on the road to heaven, and manjusawa are all over the road to The Underworld.

"Following is mortal, rebelling is immortal."

Zhang Ruoxu recalled that he was going retrograde all the way to Samsara, and couldn't help sighing, but he didn't move on.

Because in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, there is a Sansheng stone standing upright.

The Sansheng Stone is located on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness. A cyan triangular stele is shining faintly. The three steles are arranged to intersect each other, drawing the world of hell and the world of mortals.

Zhang Ruoxu looked over, and in the Setsuna room, one of the blue stone tablets was engraved with the regular pattern of Six Paths of Reincarnation, shining brightly, and writing two large characters impressively - afterlife!

There is a vast expanse of whiteness, this life has not passed away, and the Heavenly Emperor does not die, so the next life is not visible.

Looking at the second cyan stone tablet, two brilliant characters flashed, telling the glory and glory.

Reflecting the brilliance of this life, starting from the cultivation of Ghost Immortals, stepping on the road of Samsara, reincarnating in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, proving the Dao Minghuang, reviving the third life, and achieving the Heavenly Emperor.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Ruoxu was relieved immediately, and the Sansheng Stone answered his biggest doubt, he was still the tenth life, not the eleventh life.

Because I took the wrong Samsara route and got stuck with the Six Paths of Reincarnation bug, I didn't count as a real rebirth.

But because I have been reincarnated, the procedure is wrong, but the result has already come out, which is already a fact.

Therefore, it is born with the Samsara seal, and has a certain kind of mysterious relationship with Six Paths of Reincarnation.

After reading the events of this life, Zhang Ruoxu couldn't hold back his curiosity, and looked at the last stone tablet.

Different from the holy afterlife and the golden present life, this stele is extremely black, and the person who wrote it written with strong blood color passed away!

On the way to death, vague and familiar figures emerged one after another, it was him, and it was not him.

In the universe of the first stage, Samsara is like a revolving lantern, the further it goes, the more difficult to distinguish and unable to contact. The closer you get to this life, the clearer that side of the Samsara Universe will be.

Even the imprint of the ninth Samsara Universe emerged bit by bit, a statue of Fuxi with the head of a man and a body of a snake stood solemnly, and a statue of the spirit of fire passed down from generation to generation emerged.

In the universe of the eighth world, there is Kunpeng roaring, Ten Evils showing off their power, Immortal King coming to Nine Heavens, and a sword breaking the mark of the ages.

The seventh world gradually began to blur, and only a faint bald head could be seen vaguely

From the beginning of the sixth world, there is a confusion and is invisible.

"It turns out that the universe of the heavens that I can travel through is the Samsara universe that I once Samsara."

"The Samsara seal connects me to what was once the Samsara Universe."

"I have Nirvana twice, so I can see the ninth and eighth worlds. The accumulation of the third Nirvana is enough and can be carried out at any time. All the seventh worlds are looming. The fourth Nirvana is not sure, starting from the sixth world The past is invisible."

Zhang Ruoxu raised his head to the sky and let out a long sigh. Until now, he had only cracked a trace of the mystery of the Samsara seal.

Six Paths of Reincarnation shocked the world, and Bridge of Helplessness watched Hongchen, and now he has a sense of security that has initially grasped the Samsara seal.

After seeing the Sansheng Stone and crossing the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, Zhang Ruoxu moved forward all the way and came to the other side of the world.

Different from the magnificence of Six Paths of Reincarnation and the repression of Naihe Sansheng, this piece of heaven and earth is the highest Sacred, just like the dwelling place of gods.

The majestic palace and the majestic divine tower are located on the land of the underworld. The three simple and mysterious characters are transformed from the Heavenly Dao pattern.

【Supreme Palace】

On both sides are also large black gold characters written in Innate scriptures

Where the heavens are Samsara;

Ask the temple of the true spirit;

Having reached this point, it is impossible to retreat.

Zhang Ruoxu stepped into it frankly, and in the Setsuna room, hundreds of millions of rays of light were emitted from the hall, covering the sky and covering the ground, and amidst the clouds and mist, a brilliant bronze god seat emerged.

The sacred seat is simple and unpretentious, but it has given birth to a lot of majesty. Zhang Ruoxu sat on it calmly after contemplating it for a moment. A sense of great pressure fell in his heart, making him feel as heavy as the earth, as if he was carrying the entire Samsara, a personal blessing.

"I am Heavenly Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies!"

Zhang Ruoxu said softly, and lifted the Netherland, a Dao heart radiantly subdued the personality instead of being blessed by the personality.

Netherland Samsara did not resist, but delighted in this behavior.

Zhang Ruoxu looked strange, thought a lot, seemed to understand something, and said slowly: "I have been the second child for a long time, and I want to be the boss too."

Samsara accepted him. At the same time, Zhang Ruoxu found that he could control the Supreme Hall as he wished, dispel the clouds, change the appearance of the temple, and even see the River of Forgetfulness, Bridge of Helplessness, Sansheng Stone, and even Six Paths from here. of Reincarnation.

During the reversal of thoughts, the Supreme hall is constantly changing, sometimes it becomes the home of small bridges and flowing water, sometimes it becomes the palace where Zi Xiao preaches, sometimes it becomes the shrine of Heavenly Emperor Dachaohui, sometimes it becomes a fairyland Sacred Land, sometimes Transformed into the form of Kowloon pulling the coffin.

Unpredictable, doing whatever he wants, after three days and three nights of tossing, Zhang Ruoxu put away his mentality a little bit, and turned the Supreme Hall into a normal area.

Stars are shining on the top of the dome, and a little bit of starlight is sprinkled, falling into the mirror pool in the center.

Surrounding the mirror in the central pool, there are a handful of black high-backed chairs placed in the Supreme hall. Behind the high-backed chairs, there are squares of the universe depicted, outlining patterns and shining brightly.

I have something to do today, four thousand first

(end of this chapter)