Xiao Chen worked hard to maintain a trace of clarity in the altar. Has he seen anything that can break his pressure in front of the gods and completely trample him under his feet
The ancient saints had seen the people of the gods, so they simulated the people of the gods in this world, but the most powerful warrior Xiao Chen had ever seen was just Yue Ying, so how could he fight the people of the gods.
Even the Thunder Emperor and the Tianwu Emperor, in Xiao Chen's opinion, have little chance of winning against the gods and the people. The power of the ancient saints is definitely stronger than that of the later Emperors. There is no doubt about this.
If you can't even defeat the saint, how can you beat him? The gods and people imagined by the saint are legendary gods, and they are more terrifying than the saints and the ancient emperors.
A figure suddenly flashed in Xiao Chen's mind, and Xiao Chen suddenly remembered the man he saw in the picture of the saint's enlightenment, the mysterious man entangled by eighteen green dragons.
boom!
Xiao Chen gave a soft drink, and eighteen green dragons suddenly flew out from behind him. Their dragon roars were continuous, and in an instant they broke the divine sound that echoed between heaven and earth.
The gods in the sky roared angrily, and the light behind them kept shining, and loudly said: "Ant, do you know that you have committed a serious crime?"
Xiao Chen closed his eyes, the altar was clear, and the corner of his mouth raised a sneer. Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and two purple rays shot out, facing the golden light of the gods without fear.
"The so-called God is just the imagination of mortals, born out of everyone's beliefs. If I believe in God in my heart, then God's power is vast and boundless. If I don't have God in my heart, then all things in the world exist in my heart. I am who I am, and God is also Can’t control it.”
Xiao Chen looked at the gods and people in the sky and said slowly, "I should thank you. If it weren't for you, this obsession in my heart would never be eradicated."
The road to martial arts is long and far away. The further you go, the higher the requirements on your mental state. The so-called natural qualities are not so important anymore. In ancient times, many people with ordinary qualifications became saints by relying on their strong thoughts and simple state of mind.
No matter which world we are in, there are things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and they like to use miracles to explain unknown things. But is there really a god in this world
No one knows that even if there is one, it is definitely not the kind of god that people believe in. Xiao Chen's decision to cut off the obsession in his heart here is a great opportunity to hone his mental state in the future.
After all, this divine people is just a trace of the mark left by the saint. As long as he understands clearly in his heart, there is no reason why Xiao Chen will lose this battle that spans tens of thousands of years.
As soon as Xiao Chen finished speaking, the light behind the divine people began to slowly dim, and the ten thousand feet of light began to slowly dissipate, and finally dispersed into nothingness.
Boom!
Behind Xiao Chen, an endless sea appeared, with roaring sounds, rolling waves, and layers of waves, surging and surging.
A dragon roar appeared, and a green dragon jumped out of the sea. On top of the dragon's head stood a man holding a long knife. As soon as he appeared, the eighteen green dragons surrounding Xiao Chen immediately flew behind him.
The roar of the dragon was continuous and vibrating in all directions. Cracks appeared on the edge of this space and spread across the horizon.
The man standing on the dragon's head looked at the gods and people in the sky, showed a disdainful smile, tapped his toes, and disappeared in place with a flick of his body.
Phew!
With a flash of sword light, the head of the god in the sky was chopped off directly. The speed was so fast that Xiao Chen didn't even see his back, and the speed of the naked eye could not keep up at all.
The world suddenly shattered, and the scene in front of Xiao Chen changed again. All the volcanic magma disappeared, and a black flag was planted in the center of a barren land.
Xiao Chen seemed to have come from outside the sky, slowly falling to the ground, and walked towards the black flag, with a vague word "Yan" written on it.
Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, walked over and pulled up the black flag. In an instant, the storm surged, the wind blew, and the sand and rocks flew.
call!
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and swallowed the black flag directly. He wanted to swallow up the Taoist charm contained in the flag, and the space instantly became still.
Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and carefully understood the laws of heaven and earth, and clearly understood the rhyme left by the saint in the flag.
The surrounding environment is constantly changing. One day, it will be an ancient battlefield filled with smoke and blood. Saints have fallen and great demons have been wiped out. One day it was a windy and snowy night, under the full moon, flowers were flying all over the sky, and the handsome man and the beautiful woman were endlessly lingering.
For a while, the saint realized the Tao, and the visions of heaven and earth appeared. He stood on the top of the mountain, and endless thunder and lightning roared. The saint understood the Tao amidst the thunder and derived his own laws.
In the end, all of this disappeared, leaving only an endless patch of gray. A figure stood in the sky, looking into the distance. In his eyes, there was endless loneliness and indescribable loneliness.
This is the life of a saint. He was young and frivolous, loved and hated, and the world was turned upside down. He was once invincible in the world, reaching heaven and earth, picking up stars and the moon, and was capable of anything.
But what is left in the end is endless loneliness, and a loneliness that no one can understand. A long sigh is left in the air. The saints and sages in ancient times are all lonely, and the world of mortals has been wiped out for thousands of years.
Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and there was chaos in his eyes. He saw the life of an ancient great sage. It seems as long and long as ten thousand years have passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed, as hazy as a dream.
call! In the chaos, a black flag emerged from Xiao Chen's eyes and finally appeared in the air. Xiao Chen shouted softly, flew into the air, held the flagpole, and thrust it into the world.
On the black flag, a sonorous and powerful character Xiao fell on the flag. The mark left by this saint was finally assimilated by Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes again, and the surrounding scene changed again. Xiao Chen stood on the bow of the silver warship, and finally returned to the real world.
The black flag fluttered above the bow of the ship, and the word "Yan" on the flag disappeared and turned into the word "Xiao". This secret treasure was finally completely marked with Xiao Chen's mark.
Xiao Chen smiled softly, detected it with his spiritual consciousness, and began to check the formation patterns in the secret treasure. After a while, he withdrew his spiritual consciousness, feeling slightly disappointed.
The formation pattern of the attacking formation still hasn't improved, and there are no signs of repair. It seems that I can only re-draw it when my level improves in the future.
However, the other functions of the secret treasure have been restored and are no different from their peak days. At least the speed and defense should not disappoint Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and jumped directly from the bow of the ship. The secret treasure had to go through thunder and tempering for seven, seven and forty-nine days before it could truly condense the charm of heaven and earth. Xiao Chen had nothing to do in a short period of time.
There was a different feeling when he was 10,000 meters high in the sky. Xiao Chen felt this special feeling and quickly fell to the ground.
Continuous dark clouds appeared below Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen detected his spiritual consciousness and saw countless raindrops falling from the clouds. When the clouds collided, there was thunder and lightning piercing the sky.
Xiao Chen sighed slightly, "I'm in heaven, and I almost forgot about this mortal matter."
The intermediate spiritual stone in his hand was not used up. Xiao Chen attached his vitality to his whole body and rushed through the dark clouds. The falling raindrops were separated by the vitality on his body and flowed down inside and outside his body.
Xiao Chen suddenly became interested and used the Dou Sheng Origin Transformation Technique to simulate Ji Changkong's martial arts. His body turned into a shooting star and fell violently to the ground.
boom!
The meteor cut through the endless rain curtain in the sky, fell to the ground in an instant, and exploded with a bang. Xiao Chen appeared, and the surrounding air waves shook, and countless raindrops were instantly evaporated.
Looking at the intermediate spirit stone in his hand that had completely lost its luster, Xiao Chen was slightly surprised and murmured: "For martial arts that require inherited martial arts, it is still too energy-intensive to simulate them with the Bianzi Jue. Please remember this in the future. a little."
Throwing away the intermediate spiritual stone that had been exhausted, Xiao Chen walked quickly through the misty rain. Walking quickly on the Zhuang River, finally passed through the endless waterfall and entered the cave.
Taking out those ancient martial arts skills from the Qiankun Ring, Xiao Chen began to slowly read them. These so-called ancient characters were traditional Chinese characters. Xiao Chen didn't seem to have any difficulty.
He had just seen the life of an ancient sage and had a clear understanding in his heart. This kind of understanding was a very mysterious realm. Xiao Chen felt that his mind was much clearer, and many problems that he usually couldn't figure out were instantly clear.
He didn't know when this state would disappear, so he quickly took out the ancient martial arts and looked at it carefully, hoping to gain some enlightenment.
There are great differences between ancient martial arts and modern martial arts. The biggest difference is that ancient martial arts do not have the so-called black and yellow levels of heaven and earth.
Xiao Chen read each book carefully, not trying to understand them all, as long as he could gain some understanding. If he didn't understand something, he would just skip over it.
Just like this, Xiao Chen read the five books of ancient martial arts for half a month in the cave. It was not until the feeling of enlightenment disappeared that Xiao Chen stopped.