—"Losing everything, you will understand what the meaning of it all is. "The First Hair of Ya*wen*Yan*qing*"
This is probably the darkest era that the human race has faced in the entire hundred thousand years. No one is sure how bad the world can get. It is breaking through the bottom line of the human race again and again.
The Beichuan dynasty began to change, Gaya returned to the throne and worshiped heaven on the top of the Five Mountains, and the phoenix bird appeared in the world. It is said that "the five spirits of linfeng and the king are the best". Gaya Guizhen can be said to be a man of destiny and successfully inherited the Gaya dynasty. At that time, everyone worshiped Gaya Guizhen as the Emperor Huang, and treated him with the courtesy of the gods. No one dared to disobey his orders. On the first day he sat on the throne, he ordered the massacre of Huangfu's rebels who occupied the imperial capital. The beheading ceremony was held for two full months. More than a million people died and their heads were piled up in mountains.
Zhongnanjiao Flesh Millstone, Fengcaoyuan Massacre, Cangjiang Minced Pork Pond, Langfeng Mountain Human Bark Tree...
After receiving the news of the death of Fire Phoenix, the nine-year-old Emperor Gaya just calmly put down the memorial and stood back. His expression was cold, and his childish voice echoed in the empty palace: "As you wish, I will become the greatest monarch in this land."
To stop a war with force, to stop a war with force, Emperor Gaya used death to deter all restlessness, and the entire Beichuan fell into deathly silence.
- "When all the ways are gone, you will know what the way is for you."
In the same year, in the Nanfeng Continent, the three major tribes from the northwest went south in the harsh winter, and the Southern Barbarian Monster Tribe came out in full force.
The southern demon clan broke through Jiu Ming City and trampled through Xianhua City. Human corpses filled up the water of the Liulian River. It seemed that just in a matter of days, the demon clan appeared under the gate of Ci'an City. The Northland fell and the Mirror City was broken. The three major tribes in the northwest were like swords inserted from the back of the Mirror Kingdom, and their cavalry stepped into the southern city. Without the natural protection of the Thirteen Barriers, the Mirror Country instantly fell into a mirror of enemies from both sides. In one winter, the population of the entire prosperous country dropped by 30%.
Losing land means losing food, and losing food means starving to death. Common people are different from the priests at the Temple of Heaven. They want to eat, drink and survive, and no one is willing to fight head-on with the monsters. As a result, a large number of soldiers and civilians from the southern cities fled north and directly defected to the three major tribes in the northwest who were heading south. They turned their troops towards the people who had saved them from the demon clan in the past. This situation is exactly the same as when the Dajing cavalry went south and attacked the Tianzhu Kingdom.
What mortals want is too simple, nothing more than "survival". If anyone can give them this in troubled times, then they are willing to sell everything for it.
When spring comes, the entire city of Ci'an is already an empty city.
The light of the Lutian Holy Altar shines on the last territory of the Mirror Kingdom. The Humanity Saint leads the Lutian Temple disciples to stick to the isolated island in the wave of monsters. Those humane heroic spirits who have fought from birth to death wander on the streets, their eyes empty and blank. en8.
—“For those of us who are destined by destiny, whatever fails to kill us will eventually become the strength for our rise.”
Yun Qing couldn't feel light, darkness, sound, cold or warmth, or pain. She couldn't feel anything. The moment the holy power of immortality was poured into her body, she fell from the "omniscience" of the heavenly book to the "ignorance" of losing all five senses.
There is an indescribable darkness all around, just like before the creation of the world. There is no clarity or turbidity, no yin and yang.
Only herself.
After all the distractions around her disappeared, she saw the bright light in her heart.
The Heavenly Book was pulled away by the incredible power, all the calculations about destiny and people's hearts disappeared from the soul, and all the magic techniques to move mountains and fill the sea were eliminated from the soul. Those chaotic and complicated thoughts gradually fade away, and the dirty or pure colors disappear into the void, and the light becomes pure and transparent.
Everything she knew was gone, or she had become it.
After the practitioners enter the Tao, they begin to cast the Tao stems. They use the Tao seeds to absorb every bit of Tao from the evolution of heaven and earth, and then use this bit of Tao to strengthen themselves. But in the final analysis, the Tao learned from heaven and earth is only the Tao of heaven and earth. Practitioners can use it, but they cannot make it their own. These "Tao", whether fur or soul, taken from the way of heaven, will be piled up in the soul, but there is a limit to the Tao that the ascetic's soul can bear. After it can no longer hold anything more, the Tao will The journey has come to an end.
I don’t know since when, someone finally broke through this stagnation, and the ascetics began to turn the things of heaven into their own.
All laws are unified, and all the "Tao" obtained from the way of heaven are integrated into one's own soul. The ascetic opens a new starting point at the end of life. This is true sublimation.
Yun Qing's consciousness gradually recovered. She could not see, hear or smell, but she could detect the surrounding situation through this little bit of clarity in her heart. Just like a person knows that spring flowers will wither in winter without looking, when her mind is in line with the way of heaven, she can "understand" the surrounding environment on her own without the cooperation of her eyes, ears, nose and throat.
She pushed herself up from the rough sand and gravel. The seawater washed away the broken bones of her legs, and there were corpses soaked in the seawater all around.
This is the north coast of Beichuan Continent, and perhaps it just experienced a massive corpse dumping not long ago. The military achievements of the Gaya Dynasty were only calculated based on the number of heads. The remaining parts left in the city would cause plague, so they were either burned or buried shallowly in the wilderness, or like this, casually thrown into the sea by irresponsible generals. The bodies floated, exposed when the tide came down, and lay rotting on the deserted beach.
Yun Qing calmly felt the traces of the flow of cause and effect on his body. There was no need to calculate, time was reversed, and everything that happened not long ago emerged naturally.
One life and two lives, Amang's heartbeat drove hers, and when she slowly recovered from the death state, the Immortal Saint took action and sent her out of the Tongtian Divine Vein. Like a corpse, she drifted along the ocean currents all the way to the coast of Beichuan, and only regained consciousness after everything was unified.
There are other things that gradually come to mind, such as the Fire Phoenix, Miao Junzi and Han Qianzi died together, Fengxian died as a martyr, and there is no more Phoenix in the world. For example, Mo Ling was still dying, and a large number of disciples entered the Zangfeng Pavilion and transformed into sword spirits to replenish the formation with their bodies. For example, the Demonic Way avoids people and the Immortal Edge withdraws its troops directly from Beichuan, concentrating wholeheartedly on integrating its forces in the Yingzhou Region and the Southwest Sea. Another example is the turmoil that the Shenyin Sect is about to set off in Beihai. They not only want to be promoted to immortality, but also to establish their prestige, using talented people as a ladder to ascend to immortality.
Yun Qing raised his hand and waved, and the dark Yama Qi spread in all directions, turning the corpses around him into white bones.
These bones were dismantled little by little, and then reunited, eventually forming eight majestic and rugged bone horses. Under their hooves were stepping on white skulls, and black flames burst out from the empty eye sockets of these skulls. The flames burned all the way up, and dark soul-eating magic patterns covered the whole body of the bone horse. The gravel under Yun Qing's body was melted by the extremely hot temperature, and the remaining white bones were instantly refined into a transparent chariot. She stood in the middle, her face was pale and weak, but she always exuded a powerful aura that could not be shaken.
The black magic flames turned into reins, and the ferocious-faced Holy King Chakravartin held the reins and fought. The chariot was surrounded by wheel treasures, elephant treasures, horse treasures, jewelry, female treasures, military treasures, and three treasures. The bone horse spurted out blazing flames, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the overwhelming demonic energy enveloped the sea area.
"Resurrection from death, rebirth from destruction, congratulations."
A kind and familiar voice came into Yun Qing's mind. Her pale lips curled up into a smile, and her mind slowly followed the voice. What she saw in her mind was the grand and empty Underworld Temple, with the Demonic Saint standing in the middle, as if he could really see her. He nodded slightly in the direction Yun Qing was exploring.
"Nine sects are separated from each other, the holy way is prosperous, and we are all happy."
Yun Qing's soft and lazy voice echoed through the Huangquan Temple. His congratulations were clear, but he was slightly weak and tired.
The Demonic Saint also laughed, with shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth, always a bit childish: "Huang Quan still understands me, do you need to go back to the temple for some training next?"
The bone horse outside the chariot spurted out blazing black flames, its snorting was deafening, and Yun Qing inside the bone chariot sighed softly. A breakthrough in the realm cannot completely restore her injuries, and the loss of her five senses is also the price of resurrection, and recovery is impossible for a while. She is now at her strongest and weakest, but she is not ready to retreat to practice.
Yun Qing smiled and replied: "Is there a mountain of bones in the temple? Is there a river of blood in the temple? If not, then why should I go back?"
The bone horse walked on the flames and rose into the air. The strong wind on the sea naturally stopped when it came into contact with the white bones and black flame chariot. There was no need for magic at all.
The demon saint understood, he nodded and said: "Do you need me to send someone to respond?"
"No need." Yun Qing leaned on the bone throne, with his eyes closed and his breathing steady, as if he was asleep.
"Beihai Immortalization will only start in half a month, why don't you just stay in Beihai and see the scenery?" the Demon Saint joked.
The white-bone horse wandered aimlessly between Beichuan Continent and Beihai. The clear air in the air was frightened by the demonic power and stagnated into a dark cloud. Below the chariot was the messy human world.
"On the sea, there are only wind and waves. What's so beautiful about it? Beichuan and Nanfeng are facing each other across the sea..." Yun Qing's mind enveloped the continent, and she said thoughtfully, "Rituals have collapsed, music has collapsed, life and death are in chaos, No matter how much we look at the vicissitudes of this world, we can never finish it.”
The Demon Saint was startled after hearing her words, and immediately burst into laughter. His silver bracelets collided with each other, and his voice was ethereal, like the sound of nature: "Hahaha, you can actually see the beauty of the world? What about you? It’s a worthwhile trip to Beichuan!”
Yun Qing listened to him calmly and laughed for a while. When he finally stopped, he said, "Can I, a disciple of the Six Paths of Yama Sect, send Taiqing's invitation?"
"It's still half a month before Beihai is granted the title of Immortal. Shenyin Sect may not even have built the Immortal Palace yet, so people will be sent out right now..." The Demon Saint wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Yun Qing mid-sentence. .
"It's just the Six Paths of Yama Sect." Yun Qing explained, and then asked, "Has Taiqing set any bargaining chip for Beihai to become an immortal?"
The demonic saint looked slightly solemn, and while stroking his silver ornaments, he replied: "Six Paths of Yanmo Sect... that's fine, Su Xin and Linjun will meet you. I haven't calculated anything about Taiqing yet. His whereabouts after obtaining the Book of Heaven It’s getting more and more mysterious. But of course he’ll have to make it clear when the ascension to immortality begins, but he’s not in a hurry now.”
"Who do you think, Lord Saint, should be promoted to immortality this time?" Yun Qing casually changed the subject, as if he had not heard the word "Book of Heaven".
The Demonic Saint smiled and replied: "This is not something we can say. Those who want to be promoted to immortals must first ask the Taoists of the world. If the Taoists of the world agree, then they can be promoted to immortals. Taiqing invited all Taoists to come and watch the ceremony. That’s why…”
His words were once again interrupted by Yun Qing, whose weak and gentle voice echoed in the Underworld Temple.
"Dong Xuanzi... I think he is very good."