The eighty-eight layers of light on Xiao Naihe's body continued to rise up and down, integrating into the body, soul, and sea of energy, and appeared in front of Han Siyuan.
At this time, the entire secret realm of space was filled with peace, as if it had transformed into a golden sea of Buddhas. Everyone was a true Buddha and everyone was a celestial dragon.
Even Han Siyuan felt like he had gained a lot while immersed in this golden ocean.
"If he can cultivate to the ninety-ninth level of aperture, he will immediately reach perfection and become the Creator. I remember that Monk Xuanji cultivated to the ninety-ninth level of aperture and almost entered the ranks of the Creator. But Monk Xuanji's The accumulation is not comparable to this son, he is worthy of being the reincarnation of a 'saint'."
Now Han Siyuan has determined that Xiao Naihe is the reincarnation of the 'sage', because only the reincarnation of the saint has the capital to cultivate the third cultivation. Throughout the ages, hundreds of thousands of years, there has never been another third-cultivation saint like the saint.
When we arrived at Xiao Naihe's place, news about the Holy Secret Vault came out at the same time. How could there be such a coincidence in the world.
Han Siyuan looked at Xiao Naihe, let out a breath, and then set his sights on Miaomiao Shen Kong Yishen.
Various martial arts auras were constantly surrounding him, and every divine thought in his body seemed to be beating and screaming.
And Han Siyuan closed his eyes, as if his whole person was fused into the starry sky. Every part of his body was part of the starry sky, and every breath and movement exuded an unusual flavor.
The position he and Xiao Naihe were in was actually a time magic weapon that Han Siyuan had obtained before, with a flow rate of thirty-six times.
Thirty-six days have passed in this dimension, but only one day has passed outside.
Although it is far inferior to Xiao Naihe's time and space world, it is still a top-quality Taoist artifact and extremely precious.
Han Siyuan suddenly felt four strong auras surging slightly on his fingertips, sometimes it was spring, sometimes it was scorching heat, sometimes it was chilling autumn, sometimes it was bitter cold winter.
These four forces are exactly the power of the four seasons that Han Siyuan has understood, and they are also the key to his stepping into the Nine Tribulations of Thunder.
"Huh... Is this the meaning of thunder passing through nine tribulations? I didn't expect that I could actually control it. It's so mysterious. If I hadn't obtained the legacy of this wonderful god, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to understand it in another thousand years. "
Han Siyuan sighed, and then his expression softened slightly, "It's a pity that although Miao Miao Shen Kong has achieved the power of thunder over nine tribulations in the physical body, in terms of state of mind and soul, he is still the creator of the seventh level of the Supreme Realm, otherwise he would I can’t even sit down. There’s only so much I can learn from this.”
Now Han Siyuan, the meaning captured from the relics is also physical, not the soul's state of mind. His current path is very similar to Miao Miao Shen Kong, his body is one step closer than his mind.
However, it was only a matter of time before Han Siyuan could break through to the eighth level of the Supreme Realm spiritually, and it would not take more than five hundred years at the latest.
Compared with the situation that was out of control for thousands of years, it is simply much better.
Han Siyuan only entered the world of the Creator three thousand years ago. Now that he feels the implication of this physical body, it is already the best ending.
"That Linglong is also the eighth level of the Supreme Realm who has passed through nine tribulations. I think her clone is already more powerful than dozens of creators. Maybe after Miao Miao Shen Kong is resurrected, she won't be able to compare with this Linglong."
Han Siyuan was also very eager for Miaomiao Shenkong's legacy before, but after seeing Linglong's power, he knew that Miaomiao Shenkong was still not as good as Linglong, so he couldn't help but feel a little less concerned about it.
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At this moment, all the golden light in the entire space secret realm was withdrawn. At this time, Han Siyuan felt every bit of spiritual power in the void beating, as if it was given new life.
After Xiao Naihe opened his eyes, Han Siyuan suddenly had a feeling that the young man in front of him already looked like the Creator of the World.
"Little friend Xiao, could it be that you have already created a new world?"
"Not yet!" Xiao Naihe shook his head, "I have absorbed Miaomiao Shenkong's martial arts, but it's still not enough. Fellow Daoist Han, you promised to hand over your legacy to me before, but I don't know what your understanding of Miaomiao Shenkong's martial arts spirit is now. How much?”
Before, Xiao Naihe and Han Siyuan had a battle over the ownership of the lost body. In the end, Xiao Naihe won. According to the promise, the lost body was already Xiao Naihe's.
But for a top-grade eighth-grade relic, I am afraid that any creator will have selfish motives in his heart.
Although Xiao Naihe was sure to get it back from Han Siyuan, the price he had to pay was still high.
Han Siyuan was slightly startled. He had indeed said this before, and now he had fully understood the martial arts spirit in the body.
Now this relic is far less attractive to him than before, but after all, it is a relic from the eighth level of the Supreme Realm, and it is of great use. It is not impossible to refine a top-grade eighth-grade Taoist weapon.
Just as Han Siyuan was struggling in his mind, he wondered whether he should break his promise and split it up with Xiao Naihe to get greater benefits.
Suddenly, Han Siyuan's thoughts changed, and a smile appeared on his face: "Of course, I said it before, and now I have fully understood it, this relic... I'll give it to you."
"Thank you very much."
Xiao Naihe naturally felt the fluctuation of Han Siyuan's spiritual thoughts just now, and he was afraid that the king of Izumo Kingdom must have been a little greedy just now.
But this is human nature. When faced with the legacy of Miao Miao Shen Kong, almost no one in the world would say no or have other thoughts.
In fact, Han Siyuan's idea was very simple. Even if he got the remains of Miaomiao Shenkong, he could only get half of it.
This relic is dead, but Xiao Naihe is alive.
If Xiao Naihe is the reincarnation of a saint, his future will definitely be limitless. Especially when Xiao Naihe recognized Linglong before, this young man had many secrets that he could not imagine.
Rather than snatching a dead thing, it is better to be a favor and make friends easier in the future.
These ideas were all decided almost in one thought.
Xiao Nai didn't show any pretense and immediately put the remains into the world of time and space.
Han Siyuan just felt a little sorry in his heart, and then returned to normal.
"Open the space of heaven and earth!"
With an order, this secret space was immediately opened by Han Siyuan, revealing what it looked like outside.
At this time, Wang Junqi, Han Wantong, Fang Han and Lin Yueru were outside. As soon as they saw these two people coming out, they greeted them.
"Your Majesty, what's going on?"
Wang Junqi asked.
"It's done. If nothing happens, within five hundred years, as long as my mind has accumulated enough, I will naturally be able to reach the eighth level of the Supreme Realm."
As Han Siyuan spoke, a sense of pride suddenly came from his body.
The author's digression: I would like to thank book friends td81630124, Eileng, Suiyuan Yisheng and td101567187 for their support.