The dragon palace collapsed, and the divine furnace stood quietly among the ruins. The astonishing Tao fire burned countless powerful creatures who came to pay homage to the ancestor dragon.
There were many powerful demons who had not been burned to death, struggling and wailing in the flames. For a time, the once gorgeous Crystal Palace also became a Shura field.
The Ancestral Dragon's magical power was unparalleled in ancient times. Seeing such a miserable situation made his heart bleed. After all, many of the creatures who were burned to death were his dragon sons and grandsons, direct bloodline.
But Zulong roared loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. These Hongmeng gods and demons, who were born before the creation of the universe, originally had the insight to establish their minds after seeing the original creation. Their magical power was beyond measure. The roar was indeed earth-shattering, deafening and enlightening in the boundless sea of suffering.
So some of the demonic dragon gods trapped in the Dao Fire suddenly felt blessed in their hearts, and they generated a force of strength out of thin air. They gritted their teeth and rushed out of the ocean to escape.
But this roar also exhausted the mana of Zulong Yuanshen, and the whole person felt exhausted on the spot.
Suddenly, singing came from the sea water. It was faint at first, but then it became clearer. Then a crack opened in the vast Dao Fire, and a gentle and elegant young man stepped out. He had a small phoenix hanging on his shoulders, but his eyes seemed to be enlightened by chaos and boundless.
"There is no image in the ten directions, and there is no whereabouts in the six paths. Jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements. Fellow Taoist Zulong, poor Taoist Qingxuan." The young man composed a Taoist song, and then paid tribute to Zulong.
He is a Taoist master, not a supreme being. He still has some respect for the innate gods and demons who became Taoist in Hongmeng. Unfortunately, due to bad luck, he failed to become a Taoist master. He ended up being like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon, making people sigh with regret.
Zulong is a person with great supernatural powers, and his eyesight is extraordinary. How can he not see that the Taoist's movements of hands and feet are all coincident with the Tao? He quickly took a deep breath, bowed slightly and said, "Brother Taoist, what do you have to say?"
The young man smiled and said: "I don't dare to ask for advice, but I just want to borrow something from my Taoist brother."
A sudden thought occurred in Zu Long's heart. He could know the blessings and misfortunes secretly, and he already understood it. He couldn't help but smile miserably: "I don't know where I offended Brother Dao, but he made all my cultivation become a piece of cake."
Shen Lian said with a smile: "The gods and demons who usually die at the hands of fellow Taoists probably think the same way."
Although he was smiling, it gave Zulong an immense chill.
After all, this majestic divine king refused to restrain his hands. He transformed into a nine-clawed divine dragon, like the incarnation of the Great Dao, filled with boundless Dao power, as if he could turn the world upside down with a flick of his tail.
But Shen Lian whispered the Taoist formula, and the divine furnace produced endless suction.
The nine-clawed divine dragon continued to shrink and entered the divine furnace. Then it made a sizzling sound and turned directly into pure life essence.
When the ancestral dragon died, all the dragons in the world felt the reaction and shed tears for no reason.
The dragon is the god of rain, and they grieve together. In this ancient world, heavy rain suddenly pours down, and the pitter-patter just doesn't stop, creating a great flood that will destroy the world.
Once this prehistoric water overflows, it will not be the water of future generations. Among them, the innate sunflower water essence is extremely rich. If it is not an extremely powerful creature, or is gifted with powerful supernatural powers, it will not be able to stop the flood and directly corrode the soul.
But Shen Lian, the initiator of the tombs, was responsible for countless crimes.
It’s just the destiny of birth and death, that’s how it is.
If you are not a Taoist master, how can you understand the mystery
A furnace of ancestral dragon essence has been removed by the Tao fire in the furnace, making it extremely refined and pure.
Shen Lian waved the sleeves of his robe, and the divine furnace shrank and entered the cuff of his sleeves.
Then the Zhuxian Sword Qi attacked again, silently.
Shen Lian didn't notice for a moment, but a strand of hair was cut off.
The little phoenix on his shoulder trembled with fear.
Shen Lian was not annoyed and smiled. He flicked out a ray of five-color innate sword energy and flew tens of thousands of miles away.
Here, the world is vast, like chaos, with only one ancient god standing majestically, the Taoist Master of Shangqing. As soon as the five-color sword energy appeared, the colors of the void here became brighter, giving birth to a colorful world, and many living creatures were transformed into a fairyland.
The Taoist master of Shangqing was not dazzled by the scenery. He blew his breath and the colorful world turned into ashes.
Just because of this obstacle, Shen Lian couldn't tell where he was going for a while.
Master Shangqing thought for a moment, then took a step across the horizon and appeared in the southern part of the ancient world, where there was an immortal volcano that kept breathing all year round. The mountains are covered with sycamore trees and many phoenixes live there.
An extremely delicate peacock was walking in the mountains, and the surrounding phoenixes gently avoided it when they saw it.
The peacock is extremely aloof, but the patterns on its body are very bright, with a vaguely colorful halo covering its body.
Suddenly the peacock stopped because there was someone blocking his way.
Master Shangqing Taoist glanced at the peacock and said, "You are willing to worship me as your teacher."
There was confusion in the peacock's eyes. He didn't know what this man's background was, but he actually said arrogant words to him, the son of Fengzu, and wanted to accept him as his disciple.
Peacock shook his head and looked at Taoist Master Shangqing coldly.
Master Shangqing Taoist said: "You will regret it eventually."
Peacock didn't know what the visitor meant, but he felt vaguely disappointed. Little did he know that by refusing to become a disciple, he was destined to be surrendered by Duobao Taoist, the first disciple of Shangqing Taoist Master. It was not until much later that Peacock realized that there was a glimmer of hope for change today, but it was missed.
Taoist Master Shangqing took another step and entered the Immortal Hall, where Fengzu seemed to be waiting for him. She smiled bitterly and said, "My son is unlucky."
Master Shangqing Taoist said: "Phoenix is virtuous, so there is no need to try my Immortal Killing Sword."
Fengzu looked complicated, but he knew that this was an excellent ending. She was born with the power of immortality, but when it came to the Zhuxian Sword, this magical power had no effect.
Zhu Xian kills nothing and destroys nothing. Except for the Tao Master, no one can escape.
Fengzu didn't struggle, blazing flames burst out from his body, and finally burned up. This is the complete nirvana, leaving only a pure flame that flickers on and off.
Master Shangqing Dao said: "I will accept this method of nirvana. In the future, when Duobao learns about it, he will give your son a predestined method."
The matter of Buddha's Nirvana and transcendence is related to today's Supreme Purity Taoist Master taking the Phoenix Nirvana Dharma.
The Taoist master originally transcended the world and annihilated the past.
But now that it has manifested again, it is indeed necessary to re-weave the cause and effect. In the end, there is me in you, and you in me, until everything is destroyed, and the existence of the nine Tao masters is completely transcendent, and there is no trace anymore.
The peacock's sense of loss on the mountain road lingers for a long time. Then he remembered to ask his mother, so he ran back to the Immortal Hall. He is the son of Fengzu, so naturally no one can stop him.
He entered the main hall, but only saw a wisp of flame.
Mother and son are connected, and the peacock immediately understands the cause and effect. Extremely sad.
But Fengzu's voice rang in his ears, and it was indeed Fengzu's remaining soul thoughts, just waiting for him to come.
"My son can cultivate the five colors of divine light, but he cannot comprehend the method of nirvana."
These were Fengzu's last words, and Peacock could only nod silently.
It was as if that soul thought was just waiting for this moment, and would completely dissipate after the peacock nodded.
The peacock's eyes were ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down after all.