Fortune Teller

Mountain edge.

The cyan figure sat cross-legged, and ferocious beetles gathered around him, constantly biting his body.

However, the cyan figure remained unmoved, staring intently at the black thread in front of him.

"The fifth level of space secret skill is indeed not the end of this secret skill." Gu Xiuyun whispered.

That black thread traveled through the void like a swimming fish. Wherever it went, all the rules of heaven and earth collapsed, leaving only a crack like a black hole.

This is the power of the ancient saint compressed to the fifth level.

It looks like an ordinary thread, but it has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. However, such a terrifying power is firmly controlled by Gu Xiuyun. He controls everything upward and downward.

"After hundreds of thousands of years of hard training, although I have not been able to successfully compress the Taoist restrictions, my control over the power of Qi has improved a lot."

A smile flashed across Gu Xiuyun's face.

At his level, it is extremely difficult to go further. Apart from integrating the rules of destiny, there is almost no possibility of progress. But the fact is that since he comprehended the fifth level of space secrets, in just a few hundred thousand years, his progress... …great!

After mastering that destructive power, Gu Xiuyun seemed to have broken through an invisible shackles.

His mind and will were like dry sponges, frantically absorbing the invisible power between heaven and earth, and flourishing. In just one hundred thousand years, the strength of his will had more than doubled.

Double, what is the concept?

You know, even if a crazy person like Elder Tiandu treats Ghost Purgatory as his own back garden and practices hard there every day for hundreds of Taoist years, his willpower will only reach the ninth level of transcendence.

That is already the limit that Qiankun Supreme can reach, and it can only be reached after hundreds of millions of years.

But Gu Xiuyun was already approaching his limit.

It is precisely because of this that his control over the black thread has improved to what it is now.

While whispering.

Gu Xiuyun suddenly turned his head and looked towards the vast void outside the mountains, "Have you finally found it? Well, before leaving the Taiyuan Ancient World, let's try our hand at these gods, demons and emperors!"

call!

The green figure stood up, stepped lightly, and disappeared on the edge of the mountain range.

…

at the same time.

In the center of the Bluestone Mountains, the black bear and the whisker woman who had been paying attention to Gu Xiuyun opened their eyes.

"It seems that the Taiyuan Ancient World is going to be lively."

"Yes, this junior's progress... is really scary. I still can't understand how he understood the secret of creation in just a few billion years and gained such control!"

The secret technique of creation has the power to conquer the creation of heaven and earth.

But at the same time, the greater the power, the more difficult it is to practice. Even this type of secret method does not have a fixed method. You can only rely on yourself to understand and deduce it. Not to mention hundreds of millions of years, it means ten or a hundred years. , and may not be able to fully understand it.

Little did they know that Gu Xiuyun's understanding of destiny had reached the ultimate level, and was even much stronger than those of the Emperors of Heaven and Earth. Emperors of Heaven and Earth were just integrating more rules of destiny and becoming more powerful.

When it comes to the realm of Taoism and Dharma, he may not be as good as Gu Xiuyun.

Deducing the secret art of creation does not depend on how strong you are, but how powerful your deduction ability is. In this regard, Gu Xiuyun, who has understood the nine rules, is already at the pinnacle of the Qiankun realm.

"The secret art of creation. Even among the disciples of our sect, only three or four people have mastered this method. Moreover, they are all born from gods and demons. They have unique advantages. I really don't know how those ordinary juniors... do it."

"If he didn't have this ability, he wouldn't have been favored by the Immeasurable Saint and become a secret disciple, and he wouldn't have had the master personally speak and allow him to practice in the Bluestone Mountains."

"Mastering the secret art of creation is equivalent to half-stepping into the emperor level. The shackles of the supreme rules should have been broken halfway, so the mind and will can be improved at such an astonishing speed."

Black Bear said to the whisker woman.

For a hundred thousand years, they had watched Gu Xiuyun's mind and will rapidly improve with their own eyes, but they were not surprised or surprised at all, because they knew how abnormal the strength of will of the real Emperor Qiankun was!

That is a level that ordinary supreme beings can never imagine.

Even if Gu Xiuyun could only break half of the shackles, it would be enough to make the Qiankun realm in the world despair.

"Gather the disciples within the sect, there is a rare good show, don't miss it!"

The black bear and the whisker woman looked at each other and smiled, then flew out of the Bluestone Mountains.

…

Lichao Continent, Lanhai area.

The sky is a little dark, and dark clouds are like gray mountains, piling up over the state, giving people an invisible sense of depression.

Deep in the quiet room, a clear figure sat cross-legged, with divine power surging around his body like a frenzy.

Thousands of years have passed, and the injuries in the body of the leader of the Lin tribe have long since recovered. After all, he is a god and demon in the middle stage of the divine law realm, and he is also a practitioner of destiny. It is not difficult to borrow the secret realm of time and space. However, after the injury healed, the leader of the Lin tribe did not leave. Instead, he stayed in the clan silently.

"Six thousand years... only six thousand years..."

"This junior's understanding of destiny is a bit too scary. No wonder he was chosen by that adult to be his disciple."

The clear light figure's gaze penetrated the layers of void and landed deep in the Secret Hall.

At this moment, there are many people in the Secret Law Hall. There are many disciples of the Lin clan gathered together, as well as some guardians who have only been practicing for a short time. Each of them is reading the classics, but in different directions. There are magical powers and secret techniques, bloodline secret techniques, and Taoism. Secret arts... and even methods of refining elixirs and refining treasures.

Each classic needs to be read and comprehended again and again before one can understand its secrets. However, these classics are too precious and are never allowed to be taken out of the Secret Palace. Therefore, a large number of Lin clan disciples gather in the palace all year round.

And Ye Xin, right in the crowd, was holding an ancient jade with gold patterns.

"Junior Sister Ye Lan, are you here to read the Traveling Notes again?" A charming woman in gauze came to her side with a sneer. She glanced at the gold-patterned jade in Ye Xin's hand, and her laughter became even harsher, "It's not a Traveling Notes. It's Qingming's Book of Destiny. Junior sister, it's not that senior sister told you that you should concentrate on your practice. There are four rules of fate recorded in the travel handbook. If you can understand one of them, it will be a great blessing. Unexpectedly, I also want to read other classics.”

"Junior Sister Xuanhu, you can't say that."

Another guest from the Lin tribe stepped forward and chuckled, "Sister Yelan is proficient in formations. There is no way we can compare with her. Maybe she has already understood the four rules of destiny, read the travel notes, and read a Qing Dynasty book. What does the Book of Mingzhi mean?"

"Comprehend the four rules of destiny? Do you think she is the clan leader? Even if she is the clan leader, she may not be able to grasp the four rules of destiny. What's more, she simply doesn't know how high the world is." The gauze woman sneered repeatedly.

The harsh laughter immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Lin clan children.

"What are you laughing at over there?"

"It seems that it's Xuan Hu Keqing and Jiao Mang Keqing. They have always been at odds with Ye Lan. They probably saw Ye Lan reading the Destiny Classics and made fun of them again."

"I see."

"If it were me, I would definitely laugh at you. A little foreign guest actually wants to understand the rules of fate. You are really overestimating your abilities. How mysterious are the rules of fate? How can she understand it?"

"Having said that, Yelan Keqing is also a very perseverant person. Since the end of the ethnic war, she has been reading the classics in the Secret Hall and has not left for thousands of years."

"It's only six thousand years. To us gods and demons, a mere thousand years is nothing. If she can persist for a million years, I will admire her!"

When the children of the Lin clan were talking.

Suddenly, Ye Xin put down the gold-patterned jade in his hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Secret Law Hall.

"Are you giving up now?"

"Let me tell you, she can't even hold on for ten thousand years. With her character, is she qualified to understand the rules of fate? She is really overestimating her abilities."

"I guess he was provoked by Xuan Hu and Jiao Mo. The words of these two people are indeed unpleasant."

One by one, the Lin clan disciples talked quietly.

For countless years, countless tribesmen and guests have tried to practice the Tao of Destiny, but very few have succeeded, so no one is surprised by Ye Lan's actions.

The laws of destiny are so profound.

Just getting started has stumped countless gods and demons, let alone improving step by step from the Concentrating Soul Realm, to the Refining Intention Realm, the Dharma Suiting Realm, and even the final Mind-Only Realm.

One destiny rule is so difficult, and it is even more difficult to comprehend the second and third rules. Therefore, for countless years, the Lin tribe has cultivated countless descendants of gods and demons, but only less than a hundred people have set foot on it. On the road of destiny, there are only three people who are truly successful.

Tap tap tap!

The woman in green walked all the way out of the Secret Hall.

"Ha, I thought she was so determined that she gave up just like that?" Xuanhu Keqing's charming face was full of disdain, "She can't even listen to a few jokes. This kind of mentality is worthy of understanding the rules of fate. "

"She's just a foreigner, do you really think she can practice the Dao of Destiny?" Jiao Youqing curled her lips slightly, "In my opinion, she hasn't even understood the lowest level of the fifth-grade Dao Yun, let alone the introduction to the rules of destiny, six thousand Years are just pretense.”

"makes sense."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with ridicule and deep disdain on their faces.

At the same time, over the Lichao Continent.

Layers of dark clouds gathered one after another, and you could even vaguely hear the roar of the ancient world. It was the movement formed by the interaction of the thoughts of peerless beings. Apparently, there was an unimaginable terrifying being heading towards Lichao Continent. Come.

Even...more than one.