Sea Of ​​Bitterness Of The Heavens Billion Weight

Chapter 195 193 [A world where only the black emperor was injured is formed]

"Sick big brother, what are you doing?"

Xiao BuDian shyly said that he was used to being touched on the face, but they were all acquaintances.

It was the first time for him to be touched by a stranger, waving his chubby little hands to resist, his face was red like a big apple.

This has to add money, oh, not animal milk!

Looking at the pink and jade-carved milk baby in front of him, the desolate and lofty image of Heavenly Emperor faded in his heart.

Zhang Ruoxu smiled knowingly, grabbed the milk baby like a cat and a dog, put it on Own's lap, and said slowly: "How old is the little one, do you want to drink animal milk?"

"One and a half years old!" The little boy replied in a childish voice, looking at the overturned animal milk residue, he couldn't help but get greedy, and nodded seriously: "The animal milk is really fragrant and delicious."

"The patriarch's grandpa gives the little one the beast's milk every day."

"Fire tiger's milk, moon rhino's milk, and dragon's horn and elephant juice are mixed together to make beast milk that tastes the best."

Naiwa is worthy of being a Naiwa, and he has played with animal milk to the fullest. He is indeed the Grand Great Master of animal milk in the ages, and he can eat it!

Zhang Ruoxu was emotional for a while, clapping his hands and applauding: "I have an idea."

"Call me Brother Ruoxu, I will take you to drink black imperial milk in the future."

The little boy's eyes suddenly widened, shiny, black imperial milk, what is this, it seems to be a variety that has never been eaten before!

I don't know if it's delicious or not, imagining the taste of the black imperial milk, the little one swallowed, and the milky voice called out: "Brother Ruoxu."

"Okay, hang out with Brother Ruoxu and eat nine meals in three days." Zhang Ruoxu said with a smile, and at the same time felt a pang of regret in his heart.

I don't have a photo stone by my side, so whether to record it or not, I need a few quasi-Immortal Emperor weapons to make a move.

Seeing this scene, the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that the two got along very well.

This is the best result. After all, Zhang Ruoxu is the guest of Liushen. If it is not pleasant, the old patriarch doesn't know how to end it.

So in the small room, it was fun.

The old patriarch gained peace of mind, Zhang Ruoxu felt happy, Xiao Budian was full of expectations for the black emperor's milk, and everyone had a bright future.

Only the world where the black emperor was injured was formed.

Immortal Emperor Shi Hao:? ? ?

"This Mr. Ruoxu..." The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng hesitated for a moment, and adopted a relatively safe and respectful term.

In the vast wilderness, only the son of a prince is qualified to be called a son.

Other people's use is an act of arrogance. If it is placed in the ancient and fortified capital, it may be a crime of ransacking the house and destroying the family.

But here is the Great Wilderness, and the people of the Great Wilderness are not that particular about it.

I'm a barbarian too! (pride)

"It's too alienating to call the young master." Zhang Ruoxu said with a smile: "My name is Gai Nine Heavens, if you don't like it, you can call me a sanctification, I can bear it."

The old patriarch: "..."

"Sick big brother, didn't you just say that your name is Ruoxu?" Xiao Budian asked doubtfully

Could it be that this disease, big brother, has many names just like himself.

Xiao BuDian started to think wildly, patriarch grandpa likes to call him Xiao BuDian, Uncle Lin Hu likes to call him Little Shitou, and others call him Xiao Shi Hao, Nai Wa, Nai Hao...

"A name is just a code name. When I use my code name to have a conversation, your code name is also me. What does it mean? Does it mean that you are me, and I am you..."

"What is this, this is his ease."

Zhang Ruoxu mumbled, "Where did I come from, and where did I die? Why did I appear in this world? What does my appearance mean to this world? Did the world choose me, or did I choose the world?"

"Samsara asks the real self, whether the real self is in the past or in the future."

"Is there a necessary connection between me and the universe? Does the universe have an end? Does time have a length? Where does the past time disappear? Where does the future time stop?"

At this moment, Zhang Ruoxu's whole body exuded the brilliance of wisdom.

"Mr. Ming, which side of the ancient country are you from?"

The old patriarch was terrified. He traveled through the wilderness when he was young, met many people, and heard many teachings. He is an intellectual in the wilderness. Because of his smattering of knowledge, he is easier to be fooled.

Unlike the little one who is innocent, he only thinks about three things in his mind, animal milk, animal milk, or animal milk for riding a horse!

Listening to the conversation between the patriarch and the sick big brother, bored, the little one let out a sigh of relief, lying on the bed sleepy

One second, two seconds, three seconds, and fell asleep without the slightest hesitation.

Sleep like a baby!

"Qingqiu Kingdom, Ming Emperor Sect."

Glancing at Xiao Budian, Zhang Ruoxu smiled lightly and said, "It's just a small power, not as good as Shicun."

The old patriarch is dubious, really? I do not believe.

A powerful force of hypocrisy: the Heavenly Emperor, a quasi-Immortal King, testifies, and a large group of Supremes under him.

The real big force: There is a giant-level willow god to suppress, all members are Immortal King blood, able to cultivate an Immortal Emperor.

You thought it was the rise of the humble cultivator, but in fact, the life of the Heavenly Emperor was desolate, with Immortal King teacher at the beginning.

Zhang Ruoxu opened the trilogy and looked it up. This history has no age, and the words "heaven-defying rise" are written crookedly on each page.

He couldn't sleep anyway, and after reading carefully half the night, he finally saw the words through the cracks. There were two words "Background!" written all over the book.

After reading it, Zhang Ruoxu shuddered coldly, wondering if this universe could get better, it was too cruel to a real low-level cultivator like himself!

Isn't it the background? Can't beat you, can't I join you? !

So Zhang Ruoxu came to Shicun and became part of the background.

"Actually, I have some relationship with Willow God." Zhang Ruoxu smiled and said, "Since Willow God is stationed at the head of the village, please leave me a stone house at the end of the village. I plan to open a school in Stone Village to educate all living beings."

The old patriarch was overjoyed immediately, what was most lacking in the Great Wilderness was power, and knowledge was power.

In the past, no cultivator was willing to come to support education in remote areas, but now meeting Zhang Ruoxu is simply a miracle from heaven.

"As long as Liu Shen agrees, we have no objections."

The old patriarch patted his chest and promised, and said that God Liu wanted to see him.

Zhang Ruoxu naturally has no objection, he also wants to meet this legendary willow god, although he is seriously injured now, but he was once a giant of the Immortal King, and his vision and understanding of Tao are still there!

Maybe he can be cured.

Zhang Ruoxu was called a sick big brother by Xiaobudian, and he didn't refute it, because his injury was not only from the body, but also from the soul.

This is what he requested on his own initiative, or in other words, he acted on his own initiative to die.

Because after the seven rebirths of Nirvana, the years are not in him, and the power of pure time can no longer sharpen him.

So Zhang Ruoxu took the initiative to seek the crushing of the time-space Samsara, trying to oppress himself, and carried out the eighth Nirvana.

A trip through time and space made him talk more, exposing... ahem, it stimulated Zhang Ruoxu's character.

Time and space, Samsara, Universe, life... These questions are so mysterious that Deva never thinks about them, and only solves them with a pair of iron fists.

But when Deva, who was so reckless to the extreme, started to ask Xuanxuan, the questions became more complicated, from one extreme to another.

To be reckless to the extreme is to be a dog, and to be reckless to the extreme is to be reckless. Only if you have the duality of recklessness and embarrassment can you live long and prove the Dao.

"By the way, Mr. Ming, what kind of Realm's cultivator are you?"

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng asked curiously.

He once walked out of the wilderness with more than a dozen strong clansmen in the village. Only Shi Yunfeng survived and brought back some bone inscriptions, and then lived at the head of Shicun Village, studying the power of bone inscriptions for more than ten years.

Although the road was cut off and he couldn't move forward, he had reached the Realm of the cave.

Regarding Zhang Ruoxu's Realm, the old patriarch couldn't find out. He didn't think it was the God of Willow, but it might be a legendary ancient god, and it was very likely that it was the prince with the inscription array.

Moving Blood, Cave, Transforming Spirit, Inscription Pattern, Array, Venerable, Divine Fire, these are the limited scope of the Eight Realms of the Nether Realm.

Lighting the divine fire can become a false god, that is, a god in the eyes of the world.

Zhang Ruoxu chuckled: "What Realm, no Realm, old patriarch, can't you see that I'm just an ordinary mortal?"

The essence of Realm is that there is a barrier in the understanding of Dao, which leads to the division of Realm. If the understanding and comprehension of Dao is realized, the barriers of Realm will no longer exist.

Shi Yunfeng had a strange look on his face, I believe you are a ghost, a mortal can come here through the wilderness, and a mortal can be valued by Liu Shen.

Zhang Ruoxu still smiled and said nothing, he was sick, he was injured, he was confused because of the time-space Samsara, which made him a little sentimental.

But if it is broken and then established, it is no less than a brand-new creation, and it is still unclear whether it will continue the current Shinto law.

That's right, the law of this world is incomplete, and the so-called Shinto way is not perfect, it's just a superficial manifestation of the spirit of worship, and even the most powerful and oldest ancestor spirit's ultimate achievement is not necessarily the way of God.

Otherwise, it is not the Immortal King that appears in this world, but the God King, which is at the same level as the Immortal King of foreign lands.

Those of Celestial Immortals have achieved great success in the three vehicles, and their traces are beyond the three vehicles. They are not bound by the law or the mud of the Tao.

Only those who connect to the broken circuit can be called Saints, Taoist ancestors.

Of course, if there are a few blind Venerable gods to provoke, Zhang Ruoxu's pure physical strength can annihilate everything.

It is normal for me to kill a few Venerable gods as a mortal, after all, I am born with supernatural power.

In silence, time passed by little by little, and the sun rose, casting thousands of golden lights on the world.

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng boiled a big pot of animal milk as compensation for the little one who didn't have dinner yesterday.

After the milk was full, Xiao BuDian wiped the milk stains from the corners of his mouth, showing a satisfied smile, and narrowed his big black jewel-like eyes.

"Little one, you are too easy to be satisfied." Zhang Ruoxu shook his head, and said earnestly: "What is the milk of beasts? Let me tell you that the Vermilion Bird clan, Deva clan, and the legendary real fairy milk are the best."

Hearing that, Xiao Budian's eyes glowed, and he was eager to try.

"Do you have confidence!"

"Have."

"Didn't drink milk? No energy, speak up!"

"Have!!!!"

"Okay, very energetic!"

Zhang Ruoxu nodded in satisfaction, and pretended lightly, "Whoever recites my real name will get animal milk forever in Samsara!"

The little one immediately cast admiring gazes, not knowing what was going on.

The altar of Willow God is next to the patriarch's stone house, and it is only a few steps up, and Xiao Budian also follows the trend.

The willow tree has been broken for many years, and the scorched and thick roots are eye-catching. The most attractive thing is the only willow on the trunk fluttering in the wind.

The old patriarch stepped forward to pray, and the little boy also pretended to be fish in troubled waters, muttering words.

For decades, He has never spoken, but Zhang Ruoxu made an exception because of Zhang Ruoxu's arrival, which made people curious.

"Fellow daoist, where are you from?"

Willow God's ethereal voice resounded in his heart.

"Qingqiu Country, Sun Moon God Religion!" Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly, and replied with the same voice from his heart

In fact, since traveling through the chaotic years, he has always been asking and answering with one heart, but the old patriarch and the little one Realm are too low to notice it.

As for the reason, it's very simple, he doesn't understand the words of Chaos Ancient Times.

Although years of research, he can understand some characters, but he knows nothing about the language of the chaotic years, especially the remote dialect of the Great Wilderness.

In a certain sense, Zhang Ruoxu is a mute.

"Qingqiu Country, Sun Moon God Sect..." Liu Shen pondered these words for a long time, then he sighed softly: "I have lost a lot of memories, maybe I knew this inheritance in the past."

No, even if you remember everything, you still don’t know it, unless you breakthrough Immortal Emperor, able to carry through the ages.

Zhang Ruoxu complained silently, and then said seriously, "The sea is dust, and the thunder and lightning dry up. It may not necessarily be destruction, but it may also be a new life in another sense."

"Broken mirrors reunite, broken and then erected, will be even stronger."

Liu Shen hesitated slightly, and praised: "The fellow daoist said it well."

With Liu Shen's approval, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Ruoxu's mouth, and he began to act unscrupulously.

""The simplest and most simple truths are contained in ordinary things. "

"If an old tree breaks, it may die, because its vitality is exhausted early. Like that leek, it is yellow and thin when it is first planted, but it will become greener and thicker after harvesting crop after crop. It is also like that If a silkworm is trapped in a cocoon, it will suffocate and perish, but if it breaks out of the cocoon, it will turn into a butterfly, bright and bright, this is a Nirvana, transcending the past."

Zhang Ruoxu talked eloquently

Liu Shen was startled immediately, because Zhang Ruoxu's words almost reached his heart, as if these words were said by himself.

"Is this the avenue of comprehension of fellow daoist?" Liu Shen praised, "You really are a great talent."

Zhang Ruoxu chuckled, shook his head, and said honestly and modestly, "I didn't say that, it was said by a fellow daoist named Zujiling."

"Ancestral worship spirit..."

Liu Shen, who had lost a lot of memory, frowned inexplicably. He felt that this name was very familiar to him, and it was very important, occupying a large part of the space.

Zhang Ruoxu boasted: "The willow god fellow daoist doesn't know something, Zu Jiling is the number one master in my world, Nine Heavens is invincible in ten places, punches without end, kicks six times, even a real dragon will get two slaps when passing by .”

(end of this chapter)