Under his decision, Chen Qing stayed in the Six Heavens Realm.
Since Chunqiu and Cui Jing had been promoted to varying degrees after secretly taking a lot of top-quality pills sealed by Emperor Liuya on the way, it was only a matter of time before they achieved the rank of Immortal. Also let the two of them stay behind.
This time going to Damitian controlled by Gongzi Jiu, Jian Wushuang decided to take Di Qing forward.
After making his decision, he went to the square outside the hall to recuperate and recover.
Chen Qing and others also went into meditation and adjusted their breaths. Since the fall of Beitian Xianzhou, the trauma to them was extremely heavy, so much so that even after they returned to the Six Heavens Realm, their strength has not been restored.
If he hadn't received the enlightenment inheritance from the Six Crow Emperor, Jian Wushuang's strength would definitely not have returned to its peak.
Now, he said that he was recuperating and recovering, but in fact he had already begun to explore the Six Crows Heavenly Emperor's Script that was sealed in his body and in his consciousness.
Di Qing followed him closely, the longing in her eyes almost overflowing.
Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, ignored him, and set out to explore the Six Crows Heavenly Emperor's Wen.
Di Qing also became nervous and concentrated, even more nervous than him.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang, who originally seemed to be in meditation as an old monk, suddenly said slowly, "What is your relationship with Master Mo?"
"Huh?..." Di Qing was startled for a moment, then realized what he was thinking after a moment, and then said after thinking for a while.
"Actually, we have some sort of interest relationship, but it's far from being friends. After all, we each get what we need."
Having said this, Di Qing touched his nose in embarrassment, "He wants my protection, but I just want some of his imperial father's luck."
"Young Master Mo's imperial father? What does Zhen Wuyang's luck do for you?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and asked.
Di Qing did not hide anything, "Every Chinese year, Gongzi Mo will give me a wisp of Zhenwuyang's emperor's destiny for me to understand, but the effect is very little. I am still trapped in the ninth rank position and it is difficult to understand." To the mysterious and mysterious destiny of the emperor."
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang asked again, "Is the person above the ninth-level Great Evolution Immortal the emperor?"
Di Qing shook his head, "The Emperor also belongs to the realm of Dayan Immortal, but the Dayan Immortal is by no means the same as the Emperor. It can even be said to be completely different from the Emperor."
"If you want to become an emperor, you must understand and derive your own destiny as an emperor. Only then can you create a heaven and control the avenues of countless heavens."
"I have been trapped in the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal for a long time. It has been so long that I have almost forgotten the beginning."
There was a flash of fatigue in his eyes, "If I hadn't said it, I'm afraid you wouldn't have believed that I was from the same era as Zhen Wuyang, the emperor of this great region."
"But when he was in the fifth rank of Dayan Immortal, he understood and derived the destiny of the emperor. However, I have been trapped in the ninth rank for countless years, but I am still stagnant, and I have never realized even a trace of luck. arrive."
Speaking of this, he sighed.
After Jian Wushuang listened, he roughly understood something, and said slowly, "Practice all the way, until the end, what you practice is just the understanding and control of the way of heaven and luck. Such mysterious and mysterious things cannot be understood with talent. , the only thing I can do is to understand and be relevant. Although what I said is a bit empty, it is the fact.”
"Your way and your destiny may appear in your heart one day in the future."
Di Qing remained silent as he began to recall the meaning of Jian Wushuang's words, seeming to be thinking about something.
Jian Wushuang said no more, fell into deep thought and began to conquer the Liucrow Heavenly Emperor's text in his spiritual consciousness. This Liucrow Heavenly Emperor's text is the final inheritance of Liucrow Emperor's enlightenment. It is absolutely impossible to say that Jian Wushuang is unmoved.
He had an intuition that if he understood even a little bit, it would be an earth-shaking change for the present.
But to understand this kind of thing is not to treat guests to dinner. It is natural that guests come to dinner, and there are big unknown variables in it.
This was Jian Wushuang's first contact with the avenue belonging to the emperor, so he was naturally extremely nervous.
In the spiritual consciousness, the Liucrow Heavenly Emperor's text presents a unique splendor, giving people a sense of awe and pilgrimage, and even more revealing an aura of looking forward to the past.
Jian Wushuang transformed into a virtual form and walked in the sky of his consciousness.
After nearly tens of millions of years of practice, and growing step by step from the humble beginning to the present, his spiritual consciousness has already reached perfection at the ancestral level, becoming an ever-changing sea of heaven.
In his boundless consciousness, he can go to the corner he wants to go in an instant.
The Liucrow Heavenly Emperor's text occupies more than half of the space in his consciousness, like a sleeping bird held in the blue clouds.
The closer he got to that realization, an unbearable heat swept over him, burning all the clothes worn by Jian Wushuang's shadow, exposing his solid chest.
After his arm that was severed by the Six Crow Emperor was reshaped, a terrifying aura surged under the skin of the entire arm, as if dark blue blood was flowing.
At the same time, Jian Wushuang also felt that the blood of the ancestral phoenix left in his body by Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Phoenix clan in the divine universe, had become fuller from its original decline.
Everything seemed to be the work of the embodied Six Crows Heavenly Emperor Wen.
Jian Wushuang's chest was bare, and the long hair tied behind her was broken and flying in the air, with Xuanhe's divine patterns flowing in her hair.
He walked forward slowly, facing the hazy cloud that was sleeping and looking forward to the ancient time, and stretched out a finger to touch it.
In an instant, the mountains and seas were wiped out, the sun withered, and an immeasurable force arose in the entire Divine Consciousness Heaven.
Then the hazy cloud materialized into a flying bird.
The dark blue bird has six horns on its head, each horn is a different color, magnificent and mysterious.
It opened its eyes, and its extremely pure golden pupils seemed to see through Jian Wushuang in an instant.
Their eyes met each other, as if they had been separated by an entire era. The aura of desolation and ancient silence was unbearable for him. He felt that every cell and pore in his body was under heavy pressure and began to fall apart unbearably.
"Go back, this is not the destiny that you can control now. You can only have it when the sea turns into dust and the disaster is approaching."
The bird with six horns on its head and covered with billions of rose feathers looked at Jian Wushuang and spoke the truth.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang was in unspeakable pain. He stood there unable to move at all, and his whole body was completely controlled by the aura.
Wisps of silky and mist-like auras of understanding desperately wanted to penetrate into his body. At this moment, he couldn't even run away even if he wanted to.
(End of chapter)