"Will that Li Meng thing be tracked down? After all, the other party is also an ancient god with chicken legs. My grasshopper-legged ancient god is no match for him."
Zhang Yang was sitting in front of the World Tree, with the small box in front of him. Next to him, the hanging branches of the World Tree were swaying slightly. In fact, the six impure roots of the World Tree had long been qualified to transform, but it said , in the real dimension, becoming a human may be a good choice, but in the dream dimension, it is more advantageous to be an unrestrained tree root.
"Well, that's good. In the next period of time, you should pay attention to concealment and don't make any big moves. Just make sure that Li Meng doesn't chase him into our real dimension. At the same time, other trumpets We also have to enter a deep incubation period and keep a low profile as much as possible in order to survive this darkest moment before dawn."
Zhang Yang took a deep breath and passed the command through the passivated true spirit particles. Now that the hatred value of the Tears of the Plague God, oh, the spit of the God of Plague has been firmly locked, it is necessary to avoid unnecessary sacrifices. It is easy to cultivate a trumpet. So him.
After handling these matters, Zhang Yang carefully opened the sealed small box. Inside was a memory orb, which No. 05 trumpeted with his life.
Zhang Yang was not busy checking, but solemnly informed Qu Shang, Tao Yao, Zhao Baiyi, Li Guohuai, He Yimou, Jiang Rong, Wu Jun, Guan Shan, Li Si and other eighteen law demigods in the form of Taozu Jun's order. Wrong, the number is already eighteen, and six more have been added.
In addition, he also summoned 300 Law Mahayana (an increase of 228), 36,000 Heavenly Dao Mahayana (an increase of ten times), and 1.09 million Tribulation Mahayana to come together.
This is the greatest fruit that Zhang Yang's sword cultivation civilization has produced in the past nearly four thousand years. Of course, it is not enough.
It is really a huge thing for Zhang Yang to summon so many cores at once, because today's Sword Immortal civilization has already developed into a world that has just emerged from poverty. It has a total of forty-two layers of heaven and earth enchantments, including three layers of improvements. The barrier is a civilization with a population of 1.5 billion.
There are a lot of things that need to be dealt with at every moment. Isn’t this call together like a holiday for everyone
Qu Shang, Tao Yao, why are you planning, Wu Jun, and even Mu Shaoan secretly asked.
"You can come or not, but don't blame me if you regret it if you don't come."
Zhang Yang just said a word. Of course, he didn't really let everyone give up. He immediately used his super authority as the Tao Ancestor and at the same time dispersed his passivated true spirit particles to conduct round-the-clock, full-map vigilance.
The reason for being so solemn is simply because the memory orb of 05 trumpet can only be opened once.
Although some things can be copied completely, and the rules leave a picture and a voice, there are some things that really cannot be copied.
The Thousand Hands Human Race can be said to be the supreme master of their Sword Immortal Civilization. Think about how many good things they have stolen from the Thousand Hands Human Race.
Especially this time, Zhang Yang knew that the Thousand Hands Human Race was hidden very deep, to a level comparable to the civilization of ancient gods. (Zhang Yang is an ancient god with grasshopper legs, but his civilization is not even a civilization of gods. of).
Therefore, Zhang Yang has every reason to suspect that many details in this memory orb may be out of print. After all, the 05 trumpet is the last trumpet in the Thousand Hands human race, and even the boss Li Meng cannot penetrate the Thousand Hands. The human race really cannot infiltrate again.
Soon, at the Tianjian Sect's mountain gate, all the summoned disciples gathered from the ground to the sky.
Millions of Tribulation-Transcending Mahayana people are sitting on the third floor of the ground.
Thirty-six thousand Heavenly Dao Mahayana are sitting in the sky. Above them is the Law Mahayana. At the top are Qu Shang, Tao Yao and other eighteen Law demigods, who are the saints of this world.
Well, the eighteen saints were not wholesaled. They were accumulated based on real strength and contribution, regardless of the first or second generation of disciples.
Zhang Yang appeared last.
After everyone saluted and said hello, his voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Maybe you are wondering whether I have Alzheimer's disease again, but this is indeed my last sermon for you. It is not that I am about to die of old age, but that you need to grow up and face this dangerous, evil and treacherous world head-on. world."
"All of you should understand the long river of time, the structure of the six major sequences, know that we are in the fourth sequence, and know that we are going retrograde from the fifth sequence. As long as you can survive the tribulation, you will be informed of these things. The impact of this worldview, this impact of dimensionality improvement will make you who have just transcended the tribulation and ascended suddenly feel your own insignificance and the vastness of the world."
"But I'm sorry, even so, you are still little chickens protected in eggshells. Li Guohuai, you are laughing your ass off. Do you think you have become saints, demigods of laws, and the masters of this world? Aren't shareholders protected? If I hadn't been working so hard behind the scenes, you idiots would have died ten thousand times!"
Zhang Yang cursed for half an hour, and everyone was silent and broke out in cold sweats. Except for a certain person, he even secretly sent a voice message, "Fuck, it's so exciting, the Taoist of style, going crazy online, and the quality is the same for ten consecutive years!" "
"Fuck you, will you listen to the important information I have next? If you don't listen, I will clean you out right now!"
"I was wrong cousin!"
Zhang Yang: (#‵′)convex
Mu: I am the melon-eating boy.
After scolding everyone from the first-generation disciples, to the second-generation disciples, to the third-generation disciples, to the fourth-generation disciples, Zhang Yang finally got to the point.
"You only know that you are in the fourth sequence, but who knows what the fourth sequence is like? Sorry, I don't know this either. I can't describe the whole picture of the fourth sequence, but I can tell you a secret responsibly. That is, the plane we are in is actually the corpse of an innate creature, and even so, this corpse is divided into more than thirty different planes and dimensions."
"Perhaps you are tired of hearing the words plane and dimension, because you have no idea what they mean. Now, I can tell you."
"This answer cannot be explained from our perspective, our vision, and our perception. It is not that the explanation does not make sense, but that our level is not enough. Therefore, among the six sequence structures of the long river of time, only innate creatures are qualified to give a perfect explanation. Planes and dimensions, I myself obtained a twisted answer through some channels that you cannot know."
"That is, from the perspective of innate beings, planes are the gap between blood and bones. The two cannot blend together, so they are called planes. Based on this, innate beings have summarized one hundred and seventy-five types of planes. I won’t list the categories one by one here, you just need to know that this world is too big, even if you have been on the road since birth and have endless lifespan, you will not be able to see it all.”
"Then there are dimensions. Note that planes and dimensions are two different concepts, at least among innate beings. They regard blood as one plane, bones as one plane, internal organs as one plane, and facial features as different The plane, hair, and hair are even a separate plane, but have you noticed that this is all substantial and belongs to reality."
"Then we can draw a conclusion from this. Planes only exist in reality. That is to say, different realms that can truly exist in reality can be called planes. But reality itself is a dimension. Understand What am I talking about? The entire real world can be composed of countless different planes, but the entire reality can only be regarded as one dimension."
"The world between us, the Xing Clan, and the Thousand Hands Clan are actually in different planes within the same real dimension. Below the plane is the universe, and below the universe is the world. Of course, we usually put everything There’s nothing wrong with calling the unknown and known the world.”
"What needs to be added here is that heaven and earth are also a type of plane."
"So what is it above the dimension? Everyone must know this. Yes, it is the sequence. Above the sequence, it is the architecture. The architecture that revolves around the long river of time is divided into six major sequences. Each sequence It is divided into different dimensions. There are countless planes under the dimensions, countless universes under the planes, countless worlds under the universe, and countless acquired creatures under the world. As for the innate creatures, they are existences at the level of structure and sequence. .”
"Be small, be shocked, be powerless, it's normal. This is the correct way to open up the entire unknown world we live in."
"I won't talk much about the structure and sequence here, because I know very little. I only talk about dimensions. In the fifth sequence, there are three dimensions, namely the reality dimension, also called the sky dimension, the abyss dimension, and the dream dimension. Three types, this is actually quite simple.”
"And in the fourth sequence where we are now, how many dimensions are there? Sorry, I don't know. There are three dimensions that I already know and have been in contact with. The reality dimension, the dream dimension and a dimension I can't say, but I’m sure there will be many, because the body of the innate creature we live in right now is divided into four dimensions and dozens of planes, it’s weird.”
"The reason why I tell you this is to tell you not to raise your tail too high. Who do you think you are? What does this world of ours mean? Is it worth your pride? And next I want to give you some advice. Let's take a look at a memory orb, a memory orb stolen from the world suspected of the ancient god's civilization. Everyone knows about the Thousand-Hand Human Race. Yes, don't be surprised. They are probably old people who have accumulated the ancient god's civilization. Coins, they are so powerful, but they are still hiding so deeply, and they are still as cowardly as a dog. Our world is not even considered a civilization of gods, so why should we quarrel, are we tired of living!"
Zhang Yang was beating all the disciples viciously before taking out the memory orb. This thing is really important.
"Remember, this thing can probably only be activated once. Don't try to use any magical power to memorize it. You can only desperately try to understand the things from the ancient civilization and remember them in your mind immediately, otherwise I am very doubtful. How many more will you remember the next day? Millions and millions! I beg you, don’t be careless! Because this is the great Thousand-Armed Human Race providing us with extremely precious experience. They are worthy of being the forerunners. The title, well, come on, bow!"
"Two bows!"
"Three bows!"
"After the ceremony, let's play mournful music!"