Boom! Boom!
On Manmang Mountain, a melodious and dull bell echoed in the majestic mountains hundreds of thousands of feet away, as if it came from the beginning of the creation of the world, which shocked people's soul!
The top of the mountain has long been turned into a flat dojo. A one-foot-tall black and white giant beastman stood up, hugging a thick pillar that was a circle larger than his size, and slammed into the giant bell, making bursts of sounds. Loud bells.
The ringing of the bell means that Emperor Zhenwu's sermon is about to begin. One by one, powerful men use various means to rush over as quickly as possible!
The bell rang thirty-six times in a row, each sound louder and more melodious than the last. All the creatures in the hundreds of millions of miles around the Manmang Mountain seemed to hear the sound of the bell.
After the panda rang the last bell, he looked at the thirteen futons in the front, rolled his bright eyes, grinned, and sat down directly on one of the futons, occupying a seat.
"This bear is the emperor's mount, and his strength has reached the seventh level. It's not too much to occupy a seat!"
On Manmang Mountain, there are a total of one yuan of futons woven with Kongshencao, a spiritual herb that can calm the mind and calm the mind. They are placed one after another. There are only thirteen futons at the front!
Shenhong, Feijian, Dunguang, etc. were flying at high speed in the mountains. In just a quarter of an hour, all the futons were gradually filled by strong men from all races.
As for the remaining strong men, they can only stand behind the futons and spread all over the dojo, listening to the next sermon of Emperor Zhenwu!
The remaining twelve futons at the front were divided equally between the strong men of the four major cultivation systems of martial arts, immortality, Shinto, and ghost eternal realm.
Martial Arts: Emperor Yu Fengyu, Giant Turtle Bearing a Monument, Mo Yang!
Immortal Dao: Tao Ancestor Qin Tian, Zhenmo Mo Yu, Dao Sect Leader Shao Meng!
Shinto: Space God Xuanque, Master Yuanhao, and the Wind God Feng Xi who escaped from the seal!
Ghost Road: The Flower Mother on the Other Side, the Corpse Emperor Qiong, and a Ghost Emperor Ghost!
The weakest among them have survived the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, and most of them have survived the tenth level of heavenly tribulation. They are the strongest in both worlds and the strongest in their respective cultivation systems!
Only they are qualified to convince the crowd and sit on the futon in the front row!
As for the cultivation paths such as Demonic Dao, Buddhist Dao, Literary Dao, Alchemy Dao, Qi Dao, etc., they are just branches of the four major cultivation systems. Their leaders can only sit in the second or third row.
On the contrary, the Wuhun cultivation system can be its own sect, but its founder is only one or two levels of life calamity away, and it is not relevant at all.
A faint invisible pressure suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and a figure appeared on the pulpit without warning, sitting cross-legged on the chaotic futon, as if he had been sitting there from beginning to end.
"I've seen the Emperor!" All the powerful men from all clans looked solemn, stood up together, and saluted the Zhenwu Emperor.
Emperor Zhenwu glanced at all the living creatures and undead sitting down, and nodded slightly.
"I will explain here the great path I have cultivated and the mysteries of the various realms on the path of cultivation. I hope this sermon will be helpful to you!"
As the saying goes, one method can lead to all methods. Because this Zhenwu Emperor has reached the tenth level of cultivation and has the corresponding cultivation insights, it is naturally very easy for these beings who are only the seventh level to preach to them.
"No matter what kind of cultivation system, the first realm and the second realm are the realms where practitioners lay a solid foundation!
The martial arts is to temper the physical body, strengthen the qi and blood, and transform the mortal body; the immortal way is to breathe in the spiritual energy, introduce the qi into the body, and condense the qi to build the foundation;
Shinto is to comprehend the heaven and earth, absorb faith, and condense divinity; Ghost Tao is to condense soul and soul, turn emptiness into reality, and condense soul energy!
Thousands of tall buildings are rising from the ground. If a practitioner has not laid a solid foundation in these two realms, then he is destined to not go far in his future cultivation path!
These two realms..."
The practitioners present are all very familiar with the state of cultivation at the beginning, but who is the Zhenwu Emperor
His cultivation realm is so high that no one knows. He goes from simplicity to complexity and fully unfolds the mysteries of these two realms that lay a solid foundation to all practitioners.
When he was preaching, various strange phenomena occurred, flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses surging from the ground, and a strong Taoist charm enveloped the entire Taoist temple!
In such an environment, even seventh-level powerhouses like Feng Yu had some new insights, which made them suddenly enlightened. The foundation that was almost impossible to improve was improved bit by bit, making up for the legacy left during their previous practice. Defects.
As for those low-level practitioners, especially those on the first and second levels, their foundations have undergone earth-shaking changes, like sublimation, at least one level higher!
In the blink of an eye, a day passed by, and all the practitioners in the dojo finally absorbed the mysteries of the realm that Emperor Zhenwu said, and Emperor Zhenwu also continued to preach.
"The third realm,..."
"The fourth realm..."
"The fifth realm..."
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Following Emperor Zhenwu's sermon, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Tenth Mountain Range seemed to be drawn and gathered towards Manmang Mountain. Gradually, a faint spiritual mist appeared and filled the entire mountain.
Emperor Zhenwu did not explain a realm, but all practitioners had sudden breakthroughs, absorbing the spiritual mist between heaven and earth, and turning it into a billowing whirlpool of spiritual energy.
Those with stronger realms are perfecting their own cultivation path, enhancing their understanding of the 'Tao', and completing their own Tao!
Emperor Zhenwu's sermon lasted for three months, and all the practitioners were so mesmerized that they forgot about time and absorbed the rhyme of the Tao crazily, enhancing their understanding of the realm of cultivation, the power of artistic conception, and the power of mysteries.
Their cultivation will explode after the sermon is finished!
"The seventh realm is the realm of disasters from heaven and earth. Whether it is martial arts or immortal ways that seize the creation of heaven and earth, or divine ways that control the authority of heaven and earth and nurture heaven and earth, when you reach this realm, you have to face the disasters coming from heaven and earth. If you go too far, you will live. Defeat or perish!
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Emperor Zhenwu's words sounded again, and Feng Yu and other seventh-level powerhouses suddenly became energetic and their eyes brightened, wanting to hear Emperor Zhenwu's views and understanding of this realm.
The differences and benefits of each level of disaster to practitioners were explained one by one. The secrets were intoxicating. Many seventh-level experts even directly caused disasters after some enlightenment!
In this lecture, another mountain and sea month has passed, and countless practitioners have broken through their cultivation levels and gone further, and some have even broken through several small realms in succession!
Feng Yu and other powerful men looked at the Zhenwu Emperor on the podium with anticipation and yearning in their eyes. The explanation of the seventh realm had been completed, and the next step was the eighth realm that Xiaoqian World could not reach!
I just wonder if Emperor Zhenwu will preach to them
Emperor Zhenwu looked at the people below, his expression still calm, and continued: "The seventh level is the limit of the Small Thousand World, but today, I will explain to you the mystery of the eighth level!"
(End of chapter)