— "Lose everything, and you will understand what it all means."
This is probably the darkest era that the human race has faced for a hundred thousand years. No one is sure how bad the world can become. It is breaking through the bottom line of the human race time and time again.
Beichuan's dynasties began to change, Gaya returned to the top of the Five Sacred Mountains to worship the heavens, and the phoenix appeared in the world. According to legend, "Linfeng Wuling is the king of Jiarui", Gaya's return to chastity can be said to be the destiny of God, and he succeeded the Gaya Dynasty very smoothly. At that time, everyone regarded Gaya Guizhen as the emperor of Huang, and treated him with the courtesy of the gods. On the first day he took the throne, he ordered the massacre of the Huangfu rebels who occupied the imperial capital. The beheading ceremony was held for two full months.
The Flesh and Flesh Mopan in Zhongnanjiao, Fengcaoyuan Mass Grave, Cangjiang Minced Meat Pond, Langfengshan Human Bark Tree...
The nine-year-old Emperor Gaya just calmly put down the memorial after receiving the news of the fire phoenix's fall, and stepped back. His expression was cold, and his immature voice echoed in the empty palace: "As you wish, Gu will become the greatest monarch in this land."
Stop fighting with martial arts, stop fighting with martial arts, Emperor Gaya used death to deter all restlessness, and the whole Beichuan fell into dead silence.
—"When all the Tao is gone, you will know what is your Tao."
In the same year, the three major tribes of the Nanfeng Continent and the Northwest went south in the harsh winter, and the Nanman monster clan came out in full force.
The southern monsters broke through Jiuming City and the Xianhua City, and the human bones filled the river. It seemed that the monsters appeared under the gate of Ci'an City just overnight. The northern land fell, and the mirror was broken. The three major tribes in the northwest were like a sharp sword inserted from the back of the mirror country, and their iron cavalry stepped into the southern city. Without the natural protection of the Thirteen Obstacles, Jingguo was instantly beset by enemies. In one winter, the population of the entire prosperous country plummeted by 30%.
Losing land means losing food, and losing food means starving to death. The commoners are different from the priests in the Temple of Heaven. They need to eat and drink to survive, and no one wants to fight head-on with the monster race. As a result, a large number of soldiers and civilians from the southern cities fled to the north, and went directly to the three major tribes in the northwest. They turned their troops to the people who had rescued themselves from the monster clan in the past. This situation is exactly the same as when the big mirror iron cavalry went south to break through Tianzhu Kingdom.
What mortals ask for is too simple, nothing more than the word "survival". If anyone can give them this in a troubled world, then they are willing to sell everything for it.
When the spring begins, the entire Ci'an City is already empty.
The light of the Lutian Altar shines on the last territory of the Jingguo. The saints of humanity lead the disciples of the Lutian Temple to hold on to the isolated island in the wave of monsters. Those human spirits who have been fighting from life to death wander on the streets, their eyes are empty and dazed.
—"For us and those whom our destiny favors, whatever fails to kill us will eventually become our rising strength."
Yun Qing could not feel light and darkness, sound, warmth, or pain. She couldn't feel anything. The moment the holy power of the immortal way poured into her body, she fell from the "omniscience" of the heavenly scriptures to the "ignorance" of losing all five senses.
The surroundings are indescribably dim, just like before the creation of the world, there is no turbidity, no yin and yang.
Only herself.
After all the disturbances around her disappeared, she saw the light in her heart.
The book of heaven was pulled away by incredible power, all calculations about destiny and people's hearts disappeared from the soul, and all the magic techniques that moved mountains and filled the sea were eliminated from the soul. Those chaotic and heterogeneous thoughts gradually fade away, or the dirty or pure colors are hidden in the void, and the aura becomes pure and transparent.
Everything she knew was gone, or rather, she had become it.
Practitioners began to forge the Dao stem after they entered the Tao. They used the Dao Seed to absorb every bit of the Dao from the evolution of the heaven and the earth, and then used this Dao 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" taken from the Dao of Heaven, either fur or spirit, will be piled up in the soul, but there is a limit to the Tao that the soul of the ascetic can bear. The journey has come to an end.
I don't know when, someone finally broke through this barrier, and the ascetics began to turn the things of heaven into their own.
All dharmas are unified, and all the "Tao" obtained from the Heavenly Dao are integrated into one's own soul, and the ascetic opens up a new starting point at the end of life. This is true sublimation.
Yun Qing's consciousness gradually recovered. She couldn't see, hear, or smell, but she was able to detect the surrounding situation through the little insight 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 eyes, ears, nose and throat.
She propped herself up from the rough sand and stones, and the seawater washed away the broken bones of her legs, and there were corpses soaked in seawater all around.
This is the northern coast of the Beichuan Continent, and it may have experienced a huge corpse throwing not long ago. The military exploits of the Gaya Dynasty are only counted by head, and the remaining part will cause plague if left in the city, so it is either burned, or buried shallowly in the wilderness, or like this, thrown into the sea by irresponsible generals. The bodies floated and were exposed when the tide dropped, rotting on the deserted beach.
Yun Qing calmly felt the traces of the flow of cause and effect on her body, there was no need to calculate, time was reversed, everything that happened not long ago surfaced naturally.
One life, two lives, Amang's heartbeat drove her, and when she slowly recovered from the death, the celestial sage sent her out of the Tongtian Shenmai. Like a corpse, she drifted along the ocean current all the way to the coast of Beichuan, and did not fully regain consciousness until all dharmas were unified.
There are also other things that gradually come to mind, such as the death of the fire phoenix, Miao Junzi and Han Qianzi, the martyrdom of the phoenix, and there is no more phoenix in the world. For example, Mo Ling was dying, and a large number of disciples entered the Zangfeng Pavilion to incarnate as sword spirits to make up for the formation with their bodies. For example, Mo Dao avoids people and Xian Fengmang, withdraws troops directly from Beichuan, and wholeheartedly integrates the forces in the Yingzhou domain and the southwest sea area. Another example is the turmoil that Shenyin Sect is about to set off in Beihai. They not only want to ascend to immortality, but also to establish their prestige.
With a move of Yun Qing's hand, the dark Yan Mo Qi diffused in all directions, and all the rotting corpses around turned into bones.
These bones were dismantled little by little, and then reunited, finally forming eight majestic bone horses with bone-like bones. There were white skulls under their hoofs, and black flames emerged from the hollow eye sockets of these skulls. The flames burned all the way up, and the dark soul-devouring magic lines 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 bones were refined into a transparent chariot in an instant. She stood in the center, her face was pale and weak, but she always exuded an unshakable powerful aura.
The black magic flame turned into a rein, and the hideous wheel-turning sage king held the rein and wielded the sword. Wheel treasures, elephant treasures, horse treasures, jewels, female treasures, Dianbing treasures, and three treasures of guards surrounded the chariot. The bone horse spewed out blazing flames, the sky and the earth suddenly went dark, and the monstrous devilish energy enveloped the sea area.
"Back to life, break and stand, congratulations."
A friendly and familiar voice came into Yun Qing's mind, her pale lips curled into a smile, and her mind slowly followed the voice. What she saw in her mind was the grand and empty Netherworld Temple, and the demonic saint stood in the middle, as if he could really see her, he nodded slightly towards the direction Yun Qing was probing over.
"Nine sects are separated, the holy way is prosperous, and we are happy together."
Yun Qing's soft and lazy voice resounded through the Netherworld Temple, her congratulations were clear, but she was a little weak and tired.
The demon sage also laughed, the dimples at the corners of his mouth were shallow, and he was always a little childish: "Huang Quan still understands me, do you need to go back to the temple for a little self-cultivation next?"
The bone horse outside the chariot spewed raging black flames, and the snorting sound was deafening, and Yun Qing in the bone chariot sighed softly. The breakthrough of the realm cannot completely restore her injuries, and the loss of the five senses is also the price of resurrection, and it is impossible to recover in a while. She is now at her strongest and weakest, but she is not ready to retreat.
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, why should I go back?"
The bone horse walked on the flames and rose into the air at once. When the wind on the sea touched the surroundings of the white bone black flame chariot, it naturally stagnated, and there was no need for magical blessings at all.
The sage of the demon way understood, he nodded and said, "Do you need me to send someone to respond?"
"No need." Yun Qing leaned on the bone seat, her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, as if she had fallen asleep.
"It's half a month before the start of Beihai Fengxian, why don't you just stay in Beihai to see the scenery?" The magician sage joked.
The white-boned horse wandered aimlessly between the Beichuan mainland and the North Sea, the clear air in the air was frightened by the demon power, and it froze into a dark cloud. Below the chariot was a messy world.
"The sea is nothing but wind and waves. What's so good about it? It's Beichuan and Nanfeng facing each other across the sea..." Yun Qing's mind enveloped the continent. No matter how you look at the vicissitudes of life in the world, you can't finish it."
The sage of the demonic way was startled when he heard her words, and immediately he laughed. His silver jewelry collided with each other, and his voice was ethereal, like the sound of heaven: "Hahaha, you can actually see the beauty of the world? Then you can see the beauty of the world this time?" It is worthwhile to go to Beichuan!"
Yun Qing calmly listened to him laughing for a while, and when he finally stopped, he said, "Can I, a disciple of Yan Mozong of the Six Paths, send Taiqing's invitation?"
"It's still half a month before Beihai seals the immortals. The Shenyin Gate and the Immortal Palace may not be completed yet, so I will send people out right now..." The demon saint wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Yun Qing in the middle of the conversation up.
"It's just the Six Paths Yan Mozong." Yun Qing explained, and then asked, "Has Taiqing set up any bargaining chips for Beihai Fengxian?"
The sage of the demon way looked solemn, and he replied while rubbing the silver jewelry: "Six Paths Yan Mozong... that's okay, Su Xin and Lin Jun will meet you. I haven't counted anything about Taiqing. His whereabouts after he got the book It's getting more and more secretive. But when Ascension to Immortal begins, he will naturally have to make it clear, and there is no rush for it now."
"Who does Lord Sage think this time he should be promoted to immortality?" Yun Qing casually changed the subject, as if he hadn't heard the word "Book from Heaven".
The sage of the devil way smiled, and he replied: "It is not up to us to say that the person who ascends to the immortal must first ask the Taoism of the world. If the Taoism of the world agrees, then he can be promoted to a heavenly immortal. Taiqing invites all Taoists to watch the ceremony Also for this... ”
His words were interrupted by Yun Qing again, and his weak and gentle voice echoed in the Temple of Underworld.
"Dong Xuanzi... I think he is very good."