Great Dao Ji

The cultivation system of the Wanyang Realm is the strongest that An Qisheng has seen across all realms, followed by the cultivation system of the Nether Forest Realm that he learned from the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Boy.

The latter may have a higher upper limit because it has access to the Witch God Realm, but for the same level, it is far from comparable to the Wanyang Realm.

If you follow the rules, you will become an immortal.

The cultivation in this realm is all cultivation that defies heaven.

Seizing the essence of heaven and earth to achieve oneself, this path reaches its peak in the cave.

Then, the Cave Heaven Tribulation was derived.

From the time when this realm of cave heaven appeared until now, it cannot be avoided from the bottom to the cave sky and up to the supreme being.

Of course, as early as in ancient times, when the true realm emerged, this calamity already existed. If you seize the essence of heaven and earth, you must suffer the backlash of heaven and earth.

The True Form Realm back then, the Spirit Realm later, and the Cave Heaven Tribulation today were all like this.

This catastrophe that can come at any time will not reduce the danger because of the improvement of your cultivation strength. The monks in this world must be at the peak all the time.

And, we must get stronger and stronger!

Otherwise, you will die!

Because of this, the speed of cultivation of monks in this world is astonishing in the eyes of the three-hearted blue spirit boy, and they are even more powerful than Douzhan to an incredible extent.

"Are you going to trigger my catastrophe?"

At this moment, Qian Shishi couldn't help but change his expression.

There are catastrophes for monks, but the only thing that can change the color of a person like him is the catastrophe of the cave.

Any monk, even the Supreme, can only be at his peak without fear of the catastrophe of the cave. No monk can not be afraid of the catastrophe of the cave.

"good."

An Qisheng nodded slightly without hiding anything: "I am very interested in the formation of the Cave Heaven Tribulation."

"You are seeking death."

Qian Shishi responded in a deep voice.

Throughout the ages, in response to the catastrophe of the cave, countless heroes have developed countless ways to avoid, overcome, and defeat the catastrophe.

But any method to break the catastrophe can only be broken for a while, not for a lifetime. If you can survive it for a while, you will face a more violent catastrophe in the cave.

Gradually, the Cave Heaven Tribulation has become a taboo.

He never thought that Taoist Yuanyang would actually want to use himself as a sacrifice to experiment with the Cave Heaven Tribulation.

"Nine realms and eleven steps, the wisdom of the predecessors is as great as the heavens, and there is no imperfection, but in the end, those who are too perfect will be jealous of heaven."

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "This is a method that goes against heaven."

The perfect method will inevitably be jealous of heaven. This does not mean that heaven and earth will be jealous, but that all great power truly belongs to itself, without flaws or leaks, and is perfect to the extreme.

This will inevitably lead to the loss of sensitivity in both heaven and earth.

Even if a person dies like a lamp extinguished and all kinds of energy return to the void, everything between heaven and earth will not increase or decrease.

In other words, people don’t like extra ‘tumors’ in their body, even if this ‘tumor’ may be benign and originally belongs to them.

Hearing An Qisheng's words, Qian Shishi's expression changed, but the anger in his heart was extinguished a lot, but his face was still cold: "We, the monks, have defied heaven and taken our lives. This has always been the case in ancient and modern times. What's wrong with that?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

An Qisheng shook his head.

There is no superiority or inferiority in the Tao, just follow the general principles. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with this method. In fact, this kind of practice is extremely amazing.

Whether you go against heaven or go with heaven, there is no superiority or inferiority, right or wrong.

However, this kind of practice is too difficult and painful.

Qian Shisi looked at him coldly without saying anything.

"It's just that if we can make some slight changes, it would be good anyway." An Qisheng looked into the void with a faint look in his eyes.

If the cave is of no use to the sky, then disasters will come.

If this is changed, not only may the disaster be eliminated, but it may also have unexpected effects.

"Are you going to be a Great Heavenly Lord and open up the tenth realm, the twelfth step?"

Qian Shishi's eyes narrowed and he wanted to laugh, but he was also a little shocked.

"What are you doing, Great Lord?"

An Qisheng smiled dumbly: "The honorific title is given by others, not by myself. I do my own thing, so why do I care about that?"

Supreme, Holy Emperor, Heavenly Lord, Great Heavenly Lord, Saint, Holy and other titles are all respectful titles given by later generations to those who are simple and have not yet attained the Dao, and to those who have attained the Dao.

Where do you do what you say you will do?

It is said that perfect people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name, but that's it.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Shishi did not underestimate the thoughts of the white-haired Taoist in front of him, and even a hint of curiosity arose in his heart.

Regardless of his origins, he is already an earth-shattering talent for being able to achieve such a state in today's world.

Although he didn't think he could do anything.

But that didn't stop him from being interested.

"If the practice is to seek life from heaven, then you might as well change it."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes with a calm expression:

"Use the law that obeys Heaven and do things that go against Heaven,

The way to cut off the sky! "

Huhu~

A cold wind blew through the night, and Tianjiao City was covered with silver. All things withered and became silent, and vitality returned to the earth.

Tianjiao City was extremely lively.

It is now one hundred days since Emperor Tianding left. The fourth prince, Li Siyuan, has just ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, surrounded by many ministers and princes.

The country's name was changed to "Tianshou".

In the past hundred days, many people, including the fourth prince and the fourteenth princess, came to beg to see An Qisheng more than once.

The latter refused to accept it, and the fourth prince, now Emperor Tianshou, had just ascended the throne.

When~

When~

When~

In the nine major districts of Tianjiao City, the sound of bells echoed, and the masculine blood energy flourished. The wind and snow all over the city were blown away by this blood energy, and then disappeared.

In the dead of winter, the city was warm.

The hot air rose into the sky, blowing up the cold wind with snowflakes, condensing into large pieces of ice crystals in the sky, and then turning into raindrops, but it dissipated before falling into the city.

The change of the ruler of a country is naturally not a trivial matter, especially for many people in Tianjiao City.

Emperor Tianding has been in Tianjiao City for a thousand years, and there are people who are grateful for his kindness.

After the hundred-day memorial service, it evolved into support for the new ruler.

An Qisheng paced in a busy street.

During these hundred days, he did not practice hard in seclusion. In addition to the necessary inhalation and exhalation of purple air every day, he also instructed Zhu Dahai to practice and discussed the Tao with Qian Shishi in the cave.

He was slowly digesting what he had gained.

Although the method of entering dreams has many limitations, it is difficult to know everything as when he was in the Jiufu world, but he has also gained a lot in the past three years.

Especially the inheritance contained in the twelve marquis spiritual treasures.

The inheritance of the twelve powerful people in the Return to One Realm, even though there is a gap with the cultivation of this world, is also a great wealth.

Any inheritance can create a sect. The twelve inheritances have surpassed the nine inheritances of the Taiyi Sect in terms of quantity.

Not to mention, there is also the 'Taiyi Xuanmen Nine Transformations' that An Qisheng obtained from the 'Gate of All Wonders'.

The harvest is huge, so it naturally needs to be 'digested' more carefully and carefully.

This is the first time he has gone out in a hundred days.

It was also at the invitation of the former Fourth Prince, now Emperor Tianshou.

"The kingship changes, the luck circulates, after all, it is a thousand-year dynasty with a foundation."

Feeling the change of the luck of this city, An Qisheng's heart moved slightly.

The luck of a person is the qi, and the luck of a country is the luck.

The former is fate, and the latter is the will of the people. The national destiny is vague and illusory, but it actually exists.

A country with good fortune will have people who can turn the tide even in difficult times, and it may be able to continue the country's fortune.

A dynasty with bad fortune may encounter disasters at its peak, such as a foolish monarch, a powerful minister, a law-breaking citizen, or a demon that harms the country.

"Candy, candy."

Zhu Dahai took a bunch of candies and fed the chicks that seemed to have grown up a little bit one by one. His movements were rough, making the latter roll his eyes.

Fortunately, the chicks were a little stronger than before, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the ravages of Zhu Dahai, who was now stronger.

Under the guidance of more than two years, Zhu Dahai, a natural "atavistic" blood owner, has also grown very fast in strength.

Although he has not entered the realm of all laws due to his wisdom, his physique is much stronger than before.

There are not many people in the same level who can compare with him in terms of pure strength in the whole Dongzhou.

Tianjiao City is very lively today, and there are naturally more vendors.

There were people who bought and sold medicinal materials, elixirs, and those who sold fragments of martial arts in private, and those who hawked the meat of spiritual beasts, spiritual rice, spiritual plants, and spiritual herbs.

An Qisheng had not been exposed to the world for a long time, and walking in it, he felt a different feeling in his heart.

It seems that the more a practitioner practices, the less human he becomes.

In fact, it is not that the human taste has faded, but that the state of mind he once had is gone. Even An Qisheng at this moment can hardly have the state of mind he once had.

Once upon a time, a child who could be happy for half a day with a string of candied haws, after all, only stayed in the past.

"Huh."

Just after passing the eighth district and coming to the ninth district, An Qisheng's heart moved.

His eyes moved slightly and fell on a stall in the corner of the roadside.

The length and width of the stall were only the size of a dining table. The stall owner was an old man who was not very particular about his clothes and looked a little sloppy.

The old man had deep black eye sockets that were a bit scary. At first glance, it seemed that there were two big holes on his face, which was quite eye-catching.

From time to time, pedestrians stopped in front of the stall, but every time they asked a question, they would leave cursing.

An Qisheng took a quick look and saw that there were hundreds of long and short knives of different styles and materials, with high and low quality placed randomly on the stall.

Some were so sharp that even the scabbards made people feel cold, while others did not even have scabbards, and the blades were rusty.

At this time, a young man was shaking his head and leaving cursing: "A broken knife, asking me for thirty Tianding pills, it's really crazy!"

"Alas, young people nowadays have no patience at all."

The old man was a little fat, with his hands in his sleeves, shaking his head repeatedly: "No patience, can't even recognize the words?"

An Qisheng glanced at the side of the stall, where there was a small banner with eight big characters written on it:

It depends on the person to bargain, you can buy on credit.

"Interesting."

An Qisheng casually pinched and took out a precious sword with a blade as bright as autumn water from the stall, and asked calmly: "How much does this sword cost?"

The third update is over, good night everyone.