Grave universe.
Su Yun followed a Taoist who came to guide him. The Taoist had a strange appearance. He looked like an immortal, but he had a sheep's face, a white beard, two horns on his head, and inverted pupils.
He was tall, holding a whisk at his elbow, with a small braid at the back of his head. Although he was a Taoist, he did not have the airs of a Taoist at all and treated Su Yun with courtesy.
The two communicated in Taoist language. The sheep-faced Taoist called himself Qiu Ze Dao Jun, the master of a universe swallowed by a tomb. Qiu Ze Dao Jun was shocked that Su Yun actually knew Taoist language and could talk to him without any problem. He could not help but marvel at it.
The Dao language can reveal a person's Dao level. The Dao language used by Su Yun encompasses everything. He can express his ideas with ease and in a variety of ways. Even Taoist Master Qiu Ze admires him greatly and thinks: "This person must be the disciple of that existence!"
Su Yun asked, "Brother Dao, the tomb devours your universe, don't you have hatred in your heart?"
Daoist Qiu Ze laughed and said, "Hatred? I did have it in the past. But I joined the Tomb and became a member of it, so how could I hate myself? What's more, my universe was on the eve of destruction before it was swallowed up. Even for me, it would be difficult to save the universe from destruction. I might be able to survive by chance, but all living things would be extinct. The invasion of the Tomb saved some people and passed on the civilization of my universe."
Su Yun thought about it and understood Daojun Qiu Ze’s choice.
Qiu Ze could not save his own universe or all living beings, so he surrendered to the invading Fen and contributed the resources of his universe. In exchange, Fen saved some people and Qiu Ze.
"A universe that cannot control its own destiny is often like this, relying on the strong. People's lives are not in their own hands, but the other party decides who among you can survive."
Su Yun said silently in his heart: "Your own resources are not in your own hands. When you want to use them, you have to get the other party's nod. This seems unfair, but the root cause is that you don't have enough ability, so you are at the mercy of others, and your life and death are not in your own hands."
The full picture of the tomb gradually appeared in front of him.
It is a glued and stitched body of more than fifty cosmic debris. It has an ugly beauty - ugly, grand, spectacular, and beautiful!
Different pieces of the universe were gathered together, connected by a series of spiritual lights that were a hundred times more beautiful than the starry sky. In addition to the fragments of the treasure of Yuanshi, there were also Yuanshi Daluotian, which was high above the heavens, and a half-broken Dao Realm, as well as the skull of a cosmic giant, a huge compass, a broken Dao tree, a mirror-like but broken Pinghu, and other strange and beautiful things!
Each of the fifty-four cosmic fragments is beautiful and has unique artistic connotations, but when they are stitched together they become ugly. However, if you appreciate them carefully, you can discover their magnificence, which is amazing.
Su Yun can feel the different civilizations. The complex emotions contained in these civilizations are stirring and colliding in the tombs, which makes people feel excited. He also feels the sadness brought by the gradual decline, withering and death of these civilizations.
The huge tomb is the cemetery of these universes.
Although the tomb was still expanding outwards and still exuded powerful vitality and aggressiveness, Su Yun felt that these disasters that destroyed the universe had never left, but were brewing in the dark, becoming stronger and stronger!
Until one day, this catastrophe will erupt and completely destroy this place, leaving nothing behind!
"Who is your master, Fellow Daoist Su?" Taoist Qiu Ze asked intentionally or unintentionally.
Su Yun said: "Mr. Shui Jing."
Qiu Ze Daojun smiled and said, "You are so powerful at such a young age. You were chosen to study here for ten years. So your teacher, Mr. Shui Jing, must be very powerful too, right?"
Su Yun said solemnly: "I don't know how capable Mr. Shui Jing is. He only taught me for a few days and didn't teach me more."
Daoist Master Qiu Ze was shocked: "A few days? It seems that Mr. Shui Jing's ability is even higher than we expected!"
Clouds appeared under his feet, and he took Su Yun to the core of each cosmic fragment. That was the place where thousands of spiritual lights gathered, and it was the origin of the tomb universe!
Yaolu Tianzun had been waiting there for a long time.
"Although our realm is powerful, we are not people who go back on our words."
Yaolu Tianzun said to Su Yun: "Since you have won, I will keep my promise and let you comprehend the Daozang of my world for ten years. After ten years, you can leave on your own. If you don't want to leave, you can become a member of the tomb and travel with us through the Chaos Sea and invade other universes."
Su Yun bowed and said, "Disciple is willing to return to his homeland."
Yaolu Tianzun was surprised to see him speaking to him in Taoist language and answering fluently. He said, "You stay here to cultivate for ten years. We will not support you in vain. You have to go out on the boat once a year. When the time comes, someone will call you."
Su Yun was puzzled and didn't know what he meant by leaving the ship.
Yaolu Tianzun waved his hand, and a white-bone god stepped forward. Yaolu Tianzun said, "He started from cultivating the spirit in the Xiandao Universe. Take him to the Daozang in the Lingwei Universe to study with other Tianjuns."
The white-bone god said yes and left with Su Yun.
Yaolu Tianzun and Qiuze Daojun watched Su Yun walk away. Qiuze Daojun said, "He is the disciple of that being."
Yaolu Tianzun said, "I know. Just now he used fifteen kinds of great principles in one sentence. How can an ordinary Tianjun know this? Not to mention answering fluently. Only the disciple of that existence can have such a foundation."
Taoist Master Qiu Ze said, "That person is called Mr. Shui Jing. Su Xiaoyou said that Mr. Shui Jing only taught him for a few days."
Yaolu Tianzun raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "It only takes a few days to create such a great master, and to improve his Taoism to this level? I don't believe it. This young man must be exaggerating to give his teacher face."
He shook his head and said, "Even if Mr. Shui Jing is Emperor Hundun's brother, he can't do this! However, Mr. Shui Jing's ability is indeed above Emperor Hundun, as can be seen from the strength of this young man."
He paused, and said, "This young man's cultivation level has not yet reached the level of a Heavenly Sovereign, but his strength has already reached that level. This shows the strength of Mr. Shui Jing. He is a Heavenly Sovereign who has attained the Dao of the Origin, just like me. If my calamity was not so severe, I could still fight him, but..."
Yaolu Tianzun coughed violently and coughed up a large amount of ashes.
The tombs devoured fifty-three universes in order to delay the arrival of the catastrophe, but the catastrophe always chased them and urged them to devour more universes.
"Keep an eye on this young man, maybe you can see the secret of Mr. Shuijing from him!" Yaolu Tianzun ordered.
Qiu Zedaojun agreed.
Su Yun followed the white-bone god to the fragment of the Lingwei Universe. Su Yun looked around and saw that there was a small world on this piece of universe fragment, in which lived many races of the Lingwei Universe. However, because these small worlds did not have any vital energy of heaven and earth, the life there was very short.
Moreover, because there is no vital energy from heaven and earth, the people in these small worlds cannot practice, and there are no spiritual masters.
Su Yun also saw some white-bone gods flying into these small worlds. Whenever this happened, the young and strong people in these small worlds would be very excited. They would hold their newborn babies to meet the white-bone gods and lift the babies high up.
Those bone gods would select babies like they were selecting animals. The parents of the chosen babies would be overjoyed, some even fainting with joy, while the parents who were not selected would be dejected.
"What are you doing?" Su Yun asked the bone god in Taoist language.
The white-bone god was a sage. In order to reduce the consumption of vital energy, he had no flesh and blood, only bones. His words were not as smooth and relaxed as Su Yun's, and there were occasional pauses. He said, "That is to check the root bones and select spiritualists. The babies with the best talents will be sent to the world with the vital energy of heaven and earth after being selected, and they will learn to practice there."
Su Yun said: "This is a chance for these families to make a breakthrough, no wonder they are so excited."
The bone god said, "Carp jumping over the dragon gate? You misunderstood. When these children reach the higher world, there will naturally be people to cultivate them. Their parents are not qualified to follow them. Besides, there are not enough resources."
Su Yun frowned and continued to ask. The bone god said, "After these children reach the higher world, they will go through another selection. Those who are selected will go to an even higher world. After another selection, they will go to an even higher place. After nine selections, the most talented ones will be selected to receive the highest inheritance of the tomb. One or two people will be selected from each universe fragment every year. Those who are not selected will have their vitality recycled."
"Recovering vitality?"
Su Yun was stunned: "How to recycle it?"
The bone god said: "When a person dies, everything is gone. Of course, this is how it is recycled."
Su Yun couldn't help but shudder and asked in a lost voice, "Execute those spiritualists who were not selected?"
The White Bone God said, "It's not considered an execution. When they were eliminated, their lifespans had actually surpassed those of their parents and ancestors, so they didn't live in vain."
Su Yun still couldn't accept it, and said, "What about those mortals who were not chosen? Although their qualifications are not good enough, some of them are late bloomers. Even if they don't have such a good root bone, they will have extraordinary achievements in the future. Are they just discarded like this?"
The Bone God said as a matter of course: "Of course. It is so difficult to pick a pearl from the vast ocean. The cost is too great, so it is better not to pick one. And even if you go through many selections and finally get the highest inheritance, it is not a permanent solution. A large number of people die every year when they go out to sea."
Su Yun's heart skipped a beat: "Yaolu Tianzun just told me to go out to sea once a year. Doesn't that mean I am also in danger? This Tianzun really has no good intentions!"
The white-bone god brought him to the Taoist Canon of the Lingwei Universe. It was a magnificent hall, and people walking in it were as small as ants.
Su Yun looked up and saw the Book of the Great Dao floating between the halls.
The so-called Book of the Great Dao is actually a long bamboo-slip-like creature floating in the air, formed by the Dao patterns and chains of the Dao universe that are interwoven.
If you fly up and swim in it, you cannot touch the real objects, but you can feel the mysteries of the great Dao contained therein.
Su Yun saw several young people wandering around, touching the Book of Tao with their hands and comprehending it carefully. Some of them picked out certain text patterns from the Book of Tao and activated them. Then they saw these text patterns transformed into Taoist magical powers with astonishing power!
Others observe the changes in the Taoist magic powers and learn from them. When the energy in the magic powers is exhausted, it will turn into text patterns and return to the Book of Tao.
The Taoist Temple in the Lingwei Universe fragment hides the great Dao of this universe and passes it on to future generations of this universe. It can be regarded as a great holy place.
"Where did the Dao book of Lingwei Universe come from?"
Su Yun could not help but admire him very much, and said to the White Bone God beside him: "To be able to comprehend the Dao and magical powers to this extent and refine it into a Dao Book, this person must be extraordinary."
The bone god said: "It was not refined by the strong men of the Lingwei Universe, but by the rebels of the Lingwei Universe. When we invaded the Lingwei Universe, we captured these strong men and extracted the great Dao they had cultivated throughout their lives, and that is the Book of the Great Dao."
Su Yun was stunned, and suddenly he said in a lost voice: "Will their descendants not regard you as enemies? This is a blood feud!"
The bone god said nonchalantly, "You'll get used to it. After three generations, who will remember this hatred? Besides, we saved them, and they are grateful to us. It was a blood feud for their ancestors, so how can it be a blood feud for them?"