Great Dao Ji

The giant tower reaches the sky.

The dark yellow tower is covered with various patterns, and the scenery of mountains and rivers can be seen faintly, and the shadows of the sun, moon and stars contain indescribable Tao.

Looking at it from afar, an indescribable touch has risen from the heart, as if seeing the Great Dao.

The breath of this step may not be as good as the supreme treasure they have seen before, but its Tao is vigorous and full of vitality, which means that its owner is still there.

This is incomparable to any supreme treasure.

The supreme treasure is like Tao, people die and Tao remains, but there is no chance to move forward. This tower may not be as good as the supreme treasure at this time, but its owner is still there, so there are infinite possibilities.

"Xuanhuang Qi? Isn't this the mother Qi of all things that only the Supreme can condense?"

Chu Yunyang's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast, and the Xuanhuang Qi is also called the mother Qi of all things. It is said that it contains the origin of heaven and earth, and it is the breath that only the Supreme can absorb and condense.

It is also the main material for refining the Supreme Treasure.

Except for the Supreme, even the top kings have to hold the Supreme Treasure to barely absorb a small amount of this breath from the heaven and earth.

At this time, they saw a Tongtian Pagoda condensed with Xuanhuang Mother Qi!

Even though the people present were knowledgeable, their expressions changed slightly, even if King Yuanyang had stepped into the top king realm a thousand years ago and had the Great Beginning Golden Bell to drive.

It is impossible to absorb so much Xuanhuang Mother Qi in a thousand years, let alone a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years!

This is not a matter of time

"Not all."

Qu Yun's eyes moved: "There are other divine golds in it, but it's too much"

In the past thousand years, this King Yuanyang "borrowed" the spiritual materials from many sects and holy places in Dongzhou, but the amount of divine gold contained in this Xuanhuang Pagoda is so much.

I'm afraid it has exceeded all the Dongzhou.

Unless he has the ability to create divine gold, or to reversely refine other spiritual treasures into divine gold, otherwise, how can he collect so much divine gold?

Everyone was shocked, only Feng Xinglie seemed unaware, walking in front of everyone, taking a step, and already arrived in front of the Tongtian Tower.

Everyone looked over.

Just now, they saw that there was a person sitting in front of the step. He had always been there, but everyone was shocked by the Xuanhuang Tongtian Tower, and it was not a moment.

At this time, they calmed down a little, and saw the old man surrounded by the rosy clouds.

His beard and hair were all white, his body was hunched and thin, and his face was full of ravines with his eyes closed and concentrated, and he looked very old.

But when everyone looked at him, they all felt a sense of surprise.

Someone present recognized this person.

"Ying San"

Someone whispered, but it was Zhao Zhen who had seen Ying San climb the mountain to pay homage to King Yuanyang a thousand years ago.

He felt heavy in his heart, and even a little unbelievable.

Ying San, who was on the verge of death a thousand years ago, was still alive? Even if he had taken the fruit of the immortal spirit root, this was a bit strange.

Life is short-lived, and he didn't look like the one who lived a second life as the legend said. How could he live a thousand years longer at the end of his life?

"Master Ying San, are you still alive?"

Seeing the old man, Feng Xinglie's face moved slightly, and he spoke, as if he recognized Ying San.

Ying San sat cross-legged like a mountain, slowly opened his eyes, and his slightly turbid eyes fell on Feng Xinglie: "Young friend Feng has made such great progress that I am ashamed of myself."

Ying San, who was close to the threshold of reaching the sky a thousand years ago, or even three thousand years ago, naturally had a vision that was rare in the world.

He could see Feng Xinglie's current state at a glance.

He was amazed and sad.

"You were just born at the wrong time. If you were born three thousand years later, perhaps your achievements would be better than mine."

Feng Xinglie sighed slightly.

Ying San was undoubtedly a legendary figure of his generation. He was close to the threshold of becoming a king three thousand years ago. If it weren't for the changes in the world, I'm afraid he would have been crowned a king long ago.

"It's fate, there's nothing to say."

Ying San shook his head slightly, looking at the people who were walking slowly forward, and said: "I know why you are here. Although I am practicing here, I will not stop you. The Tower of Tongtian is behind you, so you should seize it."

"Master Ying San."

Zhao Zhen's heart moved, and he said: "Is King Yuanyang at the top of the tower?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Ying San's eyes were deep, with a little awe in them: "King Yuanyang has been practicing the Great Dream of Eternity, and has been sleeping for a thousand years. Although I have been here for many years, I don't know where he is."

"The Great Dream of Eternity, sleeping for a thousand years?"

Everyone's heart moved: "What kind of magical power is this?"

Practitioners do not need to sleep, and they would not think that King Yuanyang really needs to sleep. I am afraid that he is practicing great magical powers in his dreams.

But what kind of magical power is this Great Dream of Eternity?

Could it be that he can dream back to the Middle Ages or ancient times?

"Maybe there will be an answer after entering the tower."

Ying San said, slowly closed his eyes, and ignored everyone's questions.

"This space"

When everyone was asking Ying San, another young man stepped into this place. After a slight sense, he frowned: "It seems something is wrong"

"The son of the Dark Moon Holy Land, Qi Suming, is he here too?"

Chu Yunyang looked back at the newcomer and couldn't help but frown slightly.

'Qi Suming' is a man of extraordinary talent and not very old. It is said that he is the son of Qi Shenyu, the great elder of the Dark Moon Holy Land, who has been comprehending the secrets of heaven for many years and was born at the most appropriate time.

Of course, 'Qi Suming' is just one of them. The great elder Qi planted thousands of seeds at a time and gave birth to nearly ten thousand children at a time.

‘Qi Suming’ is the most talented one among them. It is said that he has inherited the mantle of Mingyue Holy Land and can communicate with the most precious treasure ‘Mingyue’. He is already the Holy Lord of Mingyue.

"Brother Qi, what did you find? But there is something wrong here?"

Someone recognized 'Qi Suming', noticed something strange, and asked.

Qi Suming shook his head slightly: "Maybe I saw it wrong. I always feel that something is staring at me in the void."

"Um?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and then powerful wills surged up and swept through the void everywhere, but found nothing.

But no one thought that Qi Suming was lying. They were all cautious. Someone asked Ying San, but received no response.

"Thirty-six of Xuanhuang Tongtian, can you be seen only after crossing it?"

Feng Xinglie muttered to himself, not even caring whether there was danger in the tower. While many people were shaking in their hearts and thinking, one person stepped into the wide open door of the tower.

Buzz~

Taking one step makes a difference.

It seemed like a copper bell was ringing directly in my heart, and the buzzing sound filled my heart. In a trance, the wind seemed to feel the flowing breath of time.

Mysterious and mysterious.

For thousands of years, he had been accustomed to tearing apart the void, but this feeling was completely different.

This was not a change in the void. He felt the strong breath of time, as if he had traveled through time and space.

"Huh~"

Feng Xinglie pinched his hand casually, pulled out a breath from the void, and murmured: "This is the breath of recent times."

One thousand years of vicissitudes of life, let alone thirty million years?

From mythology to ancient times, from antiquity to modern times, over the long years, the world has had its unique imprint and atmosphere.

A strong person can tell where everything comes from and what era it comes from.

Buzz~

The hazy and distorted fog dissipated before my eyes.

Feng Xinglie's eyes gradually reflected everything in the outside world. At a glance, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"This, this is Guanghai?!"

A voice full of shock and disbelief rang out, followed by a drastic change in Chu Yunyang's expression, and he felt horrified.

The scene in front of him made Chu Yunyang's heart tremble, as if he was in a dream.

I saw a bright moon in the sky in the night, with the vast sea of ​​180,000 miles below the mist and billows. The lights were brightly lit and the divine light shone.

Although it is night, it is more lively than during the day.

You can vaguely see boats coming and going, and there are monks sitting opposite each other, drinking and chatting, or talking about Taoism.

This scene is familiar yet strange.

Everyone who came in was also stunned, thinking that after the tower gate was the domain gate, he and others traveled through the void and came to Zhongzhou.

But when I looked again, I found some clues.

The scenery remains the same, but the clothes of the people inside are different, with a strong modern style and even medieval relics.

The breath between heaven and earth is also different.

This is clearly from recent times!

"This, this"

Everyone looked at each other, all shocked beyond words.

They were all achieved as princes, and with a master like Feng Xinglie who was infinitely close to the realm of princes, no illusion could confuse them.

Many of them used barrier-breaking magical powers, but everything remained the same, as if it was true.

At this moment, everyone was silent and fell into a deathly silence.

Including gazing at the windy imperial court above the vast sea, shrouded in clouds, mist and glow.

"Sovereign Guanglong has returned to the Nine Realms, taken two more steps, surpassed the sages, and established a realm of practice. It is a great honor for us to be able to participate in such a grand event!"

"It took millions of years from the Middle Ages to the present for Supreme Guanglong to become enlightened. I really don't know how amazing and beautiful the Supreme Being is."

"The Supreme Being has been around for thousands of years. How great would it be if we had the chance to meet him?"

Feng Xinglie tilted his ears slightly and heard the conversation coming from the vast sea.

"Really ancient times?"

Feng Xinglie muttered to himself, and then took a step forward under Chu Yunyang's changed eyes.

boom!

The rocks shook the sky, waves of air surged into the sky, and all the water in the 180,000-mile-wide sea stood up, like thousands of water dragons flying into the sky, roaring furiously.

In an instant, everything was turned upside down.

The tide surged in the vast sea, and countless ships and palaces were submerged by the waves. Countless people roared into the sky in embarrassment.

There were even those who were soaring into the sky, using shocking magical powers to slash at Feng Xinglie who was stepping into the sky.

"One breath for thousands of miles, one sword for Dingyuan? Is that my ancestor?!"

Looking at the figure whose aura was 70% similar to his own, Zhao Zhen was shocked, but before he could change his mind.

He heard the sound of a knife tearing through the sky and exploding.

The purple thunder knife cut through the sky like lightning, scattering endless purple light, and the sword energy like the Milky Way instantly drowned the incoming figure.

"Feng Xinglie!"

Even though he knew that this was most likely not true, Zhao Zhen was still furious. How could he watch someone kill his ancestor in front of him?

He roared loudly and was about to rise into the sky, but only heard an extremely majestic sound from the sky exploding into the sky.

A big hand like jade appeared from the sky, filled with thousands of miles of clouds and flowing wind.

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