The Great Tao Chronicle

"Is there really such a magical power as Sumeru mustard seeds?"

Gong Yangyan looked at An Qisheng's palm, where there was a speck of dust.

The particles are not magical, no different from the dust in the ruins on the ground. He looked intently, but still couldn't see anything unusual.

I couldn't help but wonder.

Sumeru mustard seeds, from Sumeru Buddhism, are said to be one of the great supernatural powers passed down by Brahma saints.

According to ancient legends, there was a Buddha who descended from the sky in ancient times, but he was hindered by the Taoist Palace to spread the Dharma to the world.

After all the nine battles were won, the Brahma Sage declined all the sacred mountains that the Taoist Palace had donated, and only picked up a speck of dust in the void, laughing that it was enough.

At that time, the Brahma Sage smiled slightly, and when he exhaled, a grain of dust turned into the first sacred mountain in the world, Xumi Foshan, standing on the western pole of the world.

It was just a speck of dust, and it actually swept across all the continents, all sects, and all the powerhouses, and under the gaze of the nine great supernatural powers of Taoism, opened up the line of Sumeru Buddhism.

For a time, it shook the world.

It's just that this great magical power rarely appears even in legends, and more people say it's just rumors.

Mount Sumeru is as big as a ridge of the sky, standing on the western pole, like a backbone supporting the sky. According to legend, it is surrounded by stars, and there are 3,000 Buddha-land gods in it for all arahants and monks to live.

According to legend, its weight is still above the four continents. What kind of magical power can compress such a giant mountain into the dust?

"Mustard Sumeru, a flower and a world, in the dust, there is a unique cave. This magical power is naturally there."

Holding the dust in the palm, An Qisheng smiled slightly, and there was a ripple in his eyes:

"However, this magical power, he can't practice at home!"

"This......"

Gong Yangyan naturally wouldn't doubt the words of his sect master, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the slightest difference.

"You can tell at a glance."

An Qisheng didn't explain much, and when he put his hand on Gong Yangyan's shoulder, his mind moved.

huh~

In the next instant, his divine will fell, submerging into the dust.

hum~

Gong Yangyan only felt that the heaven and the earth were spinning, and all the scenes flashed and circulated in front of him.

But it was only for a moment, and a dark and boundless starry sky was slowly unfolding in front of him.

The starry sky is dark and dim, and although there are countless stars circulating, there are also many decays, and most of the stars have no life.

Desolate, desolate, even with a trace of death.

It is not like the Buddhist Pure Land as imagined, but more like a battlefield where one party has experienced a great war. In the faint, it seems that you can smell the blood that has not dissipated.

"This, is this true..."

Suddenly falling into the starry sky, Rao is Gong Yangyan who has the ability to fly to the sky and escaping the earth.

At the height of the sky in the immortal realm, there is a destructive wind that ripped apart everything, and even the achievement of the primordial spirit cannot be crossed. Although he has seen the starry sky, he has never been in such close contact.

At this time, seeing the starry sky pavement, I couldn't help being deeply shocked.

In a particle of dust, there is a boundless starry sky inside, what kind of supernatural power is this?

"True and false, what do you use to distinguish?"

An Qisheng stood in the starry sky, his expression was calm, but there was a hint of surprise in the opening and closing eyes.

Gong Yangyan was stunned when he heard the words.

Whether it was the city before or the starry sky at this time, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake. The supernatural powers of the primordial cultivator were far beyond what he could spy on.

Even in the past six months, under the guidance of his sect master, he has already entered the door of the 'Myriad Laws and Four Calamities', and his strength is ten times stronger than before.

is also like this.

"Five colors of divine light, ten divine powers under the Holy Spirit, what a king of divine powers!"

Suddenly, a sigh like a chant echoed in the starry sky without any medium, resounding through the sea of ​​​​stars:

"For 30,000 years, I will not live in the world, and I don't want the king of supernatural powers to appear in the world..."

This voice was very high-pitched, not like a human voice. After hearing it, all kinds of fantasies arose in his heart. An Qisheng's expression did not change, but Gong Yangyan was in a trance and almost fell into the sea of ​​​​stars.

huh~

An Qisheng raised his head slightly, isolated from the force, and stared at it.

I saw that the dark and boundless starry sky was far away, and a huge shadow that almost encompassed the small half of the starry sky floated over.

Thousands and tens of thousands of miles away, an indescribable aura is already blowing towards the face, and the void seems to be shaking.

The starry sky followed, becoming more and more bleak.

"Well, that's a corpse..."

Gong Yangyan suddenly let out a scream, and his body trembled, as if struck by lightning, his eyes were full of incredible.

The starry sky is very far away, and that drooping shadow almost shrouded the small half of the starry sky. The thing like a continent turned out to be an indescribably huge corpse!

The corpse is incomparably huge, and it seems to be floating and wandering in the starry sky. The countless stars are attracted by its huge size, and they can't stop colliding around it, and sometimes bursts of bright fire.

But the stars collided and burst into flames, and even the corners of the corpse's clothes never lifted for a moment.

"The body of an immortal!"

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and all kinds of scenes came into view.

The corpse was wearing a gray and white robe, and its face was withered and rotten. There was absolutely no vitality around it, but even so, its corpse was still neither rotten nor rotten.

Even, its internal organs are still wriggling.

Its face is the same as the 'Brahma Wuyi' suppressed by it, but it is the corpse of Brahma Wuyi.

And Xing is a thousand times stronger than the stubborn lone soul suppressed by it, the breath of this corpse?

Although Yuanshen only has three sacrifices for heaven, earth and human, the gap between them is far from being comparable to that of Jindan Jiuzhuan.

"Can a person, a human body, be this big?"

Gong Yangyan's eyes were straight, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Of course, he has heard that there are many magical powers in the legend, such as heaven and earth, and once they are used, they can transform into a body of thousands of feet.

Move mountains and reclaim seas, move stars for battles.

But that is a supernatural power. He has never heard of a great supernatural power whose body can be so huge after death.

"Fellow Daoist who is the king of supernatural powers, come and talk."

The voice sounded again.

And along with it, there is also a golden avenue that runs through the void and is tens of thousands of miles long.

"But it's disrespectful."

Withdrawing his gaze, An Qisheng shook the void and responded with a sound.

As soon as he took a step, he shrank with the golden light and did not go to the location of the huge corpse. Gong Yangyan followed suit, his scalp was numb, and he secretly regretted that he should not be so curious.

hum~

Golden light swept across the sea of ​​stars.

An Qisheng stood on it, glanced at it, and shook his head slightly in his heart.

This starry sky shouldn't be so dead and dead, the reason for this is that it was corrupted by the dead aura escaping from the corpse.

Even if there were once life stars, they no longer exist at this time.

huh~

This golden light traverses extremely fast, only a few moments before and after, and it is already very close.

Gong Yangyan held his breath more and more and didn't dare to breathe. As he got closer, the corpse became even bigger. It stretched across the starry sky, like a boundless continent.

A single knuckle seems to be able to crush the galaxy.

And An Qisheng's eyes fell on the head of the corpse, which seemed to be a gray-white 'land' attached to the remains of many stars.

There, there was a figure much shorter than Gong Yangyan.

When he looked around, the little figure was also looking at him curiously.

"In the end, it is the king of the ten great supernatural powers appointed by Taizu, and I am still one step behind..."

The small figure said it to itself, and the tone was already extremely high and bright, which made An Qisheng frown a little.

Gong Yangyan looked up, secretly surprised in his heart.

The owner of this voice was actually a child who looked no more than seven or eight years old, with fair complexion and a jade-like finish.

Vaguely, you can see the dense dao lines under his skin, as well as countless streamers.

"Fa has a soul?"

An Qisheng stopped on the barren mountain, staring at the child sitting cross-legged not far away, his brows raised slightly, and there was a shadow of a pagoda reflected in his eyes.

It is the 'Eight Treasures Buddha Pagoda' that is unique to Brahma.

This small figure in front of him is the spirit of the Eight Treasures Buddha Pagoda manifested!

"Fa has a soul?"

Gong Yangyan chewed it again, and his heart couldn't help being shocked.

The law has two meanings.

The first refers to the manifestation of the spiritual power of the cultivator, which can enlighten the spirits of plants and trees.

The second is the spiritual rhythm of the birth of the supernatural powers cultivated by the great supernatural powers, and the spirits of transformation.

The child in front of him also looks like a weirdo, no matter what, it must be the latter!

This shocked him uncontrollably. He only felt that in the few short years after he met his sect master, everything he had experienced was more subversive than the previous three hundred years.

"good eyesight."

The porcelain doll-like child glanced at An Qisheng approvingly, waved his hand, and his own table, chairs, wine and dishes appeared in front of him:

"I am a middle-born in the Eight Treasures Buddha Pagoda, an elf with supernatural powers and good fortune, and I call myself the Eight Treasures. Your Excellency can call me the Eight Treasures Daoist."

Really!

Gong Yangyan smacked his tongue secretly, it was hard to imagine what kind of luck would have to make an illusory magical power turn into an elves.

This was completely beyond his knowledge.

"Eight Treasures Daoist..."

An Qisheng chewed on the name, nodded, stepped, and landed directly on the barren mountain where the Eight Treasures Daoist was.

Facing the man's inquiring eyes, he slowly sat down.

Although Fa Youyuanling is brilliant, it will not make his expression change greatly, but seeing this person, he is also a little surprised.

No wonder this Sumeru mustard seed method is not very clever.

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"The daoist's cultivation base is not high, but the courage is very big! It is no wonder that he can inherit the five-color divine light."

After looking deeply at An Qisheng for a long time, the Eight Treasures Daoist narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

It can see clearly that the young Taoist in front of him has not yet condensed into a primordial spirit. Although he possesses unparalleled supernatural powers and five-colored divine light, he is only barely at the level of primordial spirit.

But seeing the body of an immortal, Fa has the spirit of himself, and there is no hint of fear in the slightest.

An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged, he stared deeply at the Taoist Eight Treasures, and said, "You don't seem to have any intention of taking revenge on the Lord."

"My lord is under him, and you haven't hurt a single hair of his hair, so what's the point of revenge? Not to mention..."

The Eight Treasures Daoist tapped the table lightly, indifferently:

"You are already in a disaster, and you will have a good life in a few days. Why should I do this?"