In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

"Yes! Of course I have to learn!" Cui Yu looked at the balance eagerly, and secretly regretted in his heart: "It's a pity that I lost an opportunity to recognize my father. Although this ugly devil is a bit weak, he is still a devil after all, and he can help fight the disaster, right? ? What a pity, the old guy is such a thief for not giving him a chance to recognize his father."

"In that case, please sit still and I will explain the Three Thousand Immortal Texts to you and teach you the rules of the Three Thousand Immortal Texts." He Qingli sat upright.

Cui Yu didn't dare to neglect what he said. The matter of preaching was extremely sacred. In this prehistoric world, innate demons and gods appear in large numbers. Any piece of knowledge that may seem trivial may become earth-shattering magical powers in future generations.

"The way of heaven is neither loss nor wear, neither increase nor decrease, neither need nor be strict..."

In balanced preaching, there are no flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses springing up from the ground. Instead, there are only proverbs written in pearls and pearls, and the exported chapters are the proverbs of the great road, just like the supreme good is like water. True water has no fragrance and is truly invisible.

Each word contains dozens of meanings, which can be transformed into lightning wisdom and countless inspirations, which can educate the world and enlighten all living beings.

pity

Balance meets Cui Yu

Cui Yu's eyes widened as he listened to He Qingli's sermon, his innocent eyes full of confusion.

who I am?

Where am I?

Where do I come from?

Why did I come to this world?

Cui Yu understood every word Mingming Qingliang said, and he understood every word, but when those words were put together, it was as if he no longer recognized them. It's like changing from one person to another.

Without listening to a powerful sermon, Cui Yu would never know how poor his talent was.

I think he relied on golden fingers to cultivate all the way... No, it all relied on his hard work to make up for his weakness, and his hard work to make up for his understanding. Hard work coupled with conscientiousness was Cui Yu's biggest trump card.

The white clouds around Cui Yu's waist emitted a rhythm, and he fell into a state of enlightenment. However, Cui Yu was penetrated by the sound of the great road at this time, and his whole body exuded waves of sleepiness. Waves of sleepiness came over him, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore. Suddenly, the whole person fainted.

He, a mortal, listens to the Supreme Way, and it is also difficult for him.

who I am?

Where am I?

Where should I go?

With the sound of snoring, He Qian's sermon stopped. Looking at Cui Yu's sleeping soul, he was stunned.

This is the supreme road! The essential motto of heaven! It was the rhythm of heaven and the rules of all things. How could he fall asleep? How can I fall asleep?

How could he!

Balance's eyes were full of anger: "You can't carve rotten wood! You can't carve rotten wood! You can't teach Zhuzi! No wonder he is an innate demon god with innate heel and leg cultivation but is so weak, so tired and not interested in practice, how can he cultivate it? Great magical power?"

It cannot be taught! It cannot be taught!

"Finished?"

I don't know how long it took, but Cui Yu woke up from his drowsiness. Looking at the expressionless expression on his face, he couldn't help but subconsciously asked.

"How much did you understand what I said earlier?" He Qingli looked at Cui Yu expressionlessly.

Cui Yu smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said with shame: "Ancestor, I can understand every word you say, but when they are put together, I can't understand a word. As soon as the ancestor opened his mouth, I I felt drowsy, sleepy and tired, and couldn’t help but fall asleep.”

Balancing's face was livid, and he stared at Cui Yu with hatred in his eyes, his eyes full of anger: "Rotten wood cannot be carved. How can there be an innate god like you in the world who does not seek improvement? How unfair is God, just like you? You don't want to make progress, but you have mastered the magic of immortality and become the ancestor of immortality."

Cui Yu was a little uncomfortable being scolded by the balance, and felt a sense of shame in his heart. It was clear that a huge opportunity was right in front of him, but he couldn't get it.

At the same time, a thought flashed through Cui Yu's mind: I am not an innate god, nor do I have the footwork and wisdom of an innate god. Could this be related to this?

Since my family knows my own affairs, could it simply mean that my qualifications are too poor? How do acquired spirits compare with innate spirits?

How big is the difference between acquired spirits and innate spirits?

It's like Einstein and a gorilla.

"Ancestor, have you misunderstood me? Could it be that I am born with a dull aptitude?" Cui Yu looked at the balance, blinked his big eyes, and said innocently. "

"Bah, you're making excuses for yourself..." He opened his mouth to curse, but looked at Cui Yu's innocent eyes. He swallowed back half of his curse words, then stared at Cui Yu with his eyes, looking at him for a while. When he had a cultivation level that could kill him, he waved his hand and said, "Come forward."

Cui Yu stepped forward honestly after hearing this.

He Qingli put his palms on Cui Yu's soul, and then used his divine power to check Cui Yu's soul, and then he was stunned.

What qualification is this?

It's worse than the daddy pulled out by the ferocious beast!

The dada pulled out by those ferocious beasts can become spirits in three to five days and comprehend the charm of heaven and earth, but what about Cui Yu?

This qualification really shocked him!

Incredible! Simply incredible!

Such qualifications are simply unprecedented and have never been seen before.

Even worse than daddy!

"My good boy, I'm sorry for you. How did you survive in this dangerous wilderness from the beginning of the world to now? I'm really embarrassed for you. Ancestor, I apologize to you! Please don't mention the sermon again in the future." The ugly devil sighed speechlessly.

Even if he preaches by himself, Kuchiki can also transform into shape and open up his spiritual wisdom, but Cui Yu... there is really nothing he can do about this qualification.

"Grandmaster, you can't give up. I think I can still be saved. I can still be saved." Cui Yu looked at Hengjun eagerly.

"Don't struggle! Give up! There's no hope! It's a miracle that you can live from the beginning of the world to now." Hengjun shook his head three times.

Cui Yu was speechless and depressed. Although he knew that his qualifications were low, he never thought that he would be so low. After he entered the Taoist temple, others could enter the Tao and master the sense of qi in one year, but what about him? It took him three full years to give birth to the sense of qi and walk the small Zhoutian.

"Grandmaster, is there really nothing I can do?" Cui Yu said helplessly.

"Yes, Grandmaster, please help my husband." Yunxiao woke up from the state of enlightenment at some point and hurriedly asked for help.

Hengjun said nothing, but paced with his hands behind his back: "There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine natural evolutions. There is still a glimmer of hope! There will be a way! There will be a way! This guy's talent in the Great Wilderness is extremely poor, but it is also a miracle. There is always a way out, and good times will come after bad times. There will be a way! There will be a way."

"But talent is innate, how can it be changed?" Hengjun said helplessly.

Cui Yu was speechless, and then suddenly remembered the process of cultivation in the future, and his eyes lit up: "Ancestor, there is a way."

"What method? With your dull talent, can you think of a solution?" Junheng looked at Cui Yu with a scornful expression: "It's not that I look down on you. If you can think of a solution, why have you been so unimproved since the beginning of the world? I, the ancestor, am extremely wise and my cultivation is unfathomable, but I still can't find a solution. If you can think of a solution, I will directly accept you as my disciple."

Thinking that he, the dignified Taoist ancestor Junheng, who is destined to usurp the throne of God and rule the world in the future, can't think of a solution, how can he, a dull and rotten wood, think of a solution?

If he can think of a solution, he is willing to accept him as a disciple.

"As expected?" Cui Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Yes!" Junheng nodded, looked at Cui Yu with a slanted look, and his eyebrows were full of disdain.

"A gentleman's word is a gentleman's." Cui Yu looked at Junheng.

"Don't repent." Hengjun said without thinking.

"Can the ancestor imitate the Small Zhoutian Jue and deduce a set of formulas and exercises that can help me refine essence into qi, refine qi into spirit, refine spirit into emptiness, and refine emptiness into Tao? In the process of cultivation, it can not only improve my cultivation, but also change my qualifications?" Cui Yu thought of the exercises of later generations.

Hengjun was stunned when he heard the words, and then stared at Cui Yu blankly, only to feel a shock in his mind, and then infinite wisdom and fire flowed in his mind.

Hengjun's wisdom in his mind was running rapidly at this time, connecting with the still gestating Heavenly Dao, and then countless wisdom and fire flashed. He was worthy of being the ancestor of Taoism, and finally grasped a ray of life in the dark.

Hengjun's mind was fixed on the Small Zhoutian Jue. He looked at the Small Zhoutian Jue with a pair of eyes, and the wisdom and fire flowed in his eyes. Then he closed his eyes, the power of Heavenly Dao was running, and he began to deduce continuously.

"There is always a way out! It is indeed true that there is always a way out!" Hengjun recited, and the three thousand immortal texts and the order of heaven moved with it. The heaven has begun to deduce and evolve.

In the dark and vast trance, I don't know how long it has been, suddenly Hengjun's body is full of divine light, the colorful light rushes up to the sky, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths, four seas and eight wildernesses, and countless sacred objects in the Great Wilderness all look over.

The sky is full of golden lotuses, and golden flowers are floating between heaven and earth. The dark and vast came from all directions, and a stream of merit descended.

Hengjun was stunned!

Cui Yu was also stunned.

The first supreme skill in the Great Wilderness that can make the acquired creatures directly become immortals has been born.

The vast golden flowers fell from the sky, sweeping across the entire Great Wilderness. Countless gods looked at the merits that fell from the sky, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Who has done something good that is beneficial to the operation of heaven and earth?

I just want to deduce the secrets of heaven, but I feel that the secrets of heaven are chaotic and upside down. I want to deduce but I get nothing.

The sky is falling, and the fairy birds are flying across the sky, constantly singing between heaven and earth.

The colorful clouds in the sky cover 100,000 miles, and the sky and earth are colorful, as if I have arrived in the kingdom of dreams.

"Is there any merit left?" Hengjun was a little dazed, staring blankly at the practice in his mind. The practice has a total of 500 fairy texts, and every word in it is a pearl, containing endless mysteries.

This formula was created specifically for Cui Yu.

Just looking at the formula in his mind, Hengjun felt a little painful.

It's not just a pain in the ass!

Really want to take that unlucky star as an apprentice?

Wouldn't he kill me by then?

"No, doesn't he still have a father? As long as his father is not dead, he shouldn't be able to kill me, right?" Hengjun's mind flashed, and then he felt comfortable.

"But for the sake of the Crow Ancestor, we must be on guard. Should I pass this formula to him? If I pass it to him, I have to accept him as my disciple. Then I will be in trouble. If I don't pass it to him..." Hengjun looked at Cui Yu, who was staring at him, with a sidelong glance, feeling a little reluctant.

The two of them have already formed a great cause and effect, and they are considered to have a great friendship. If you ask him not to pass on the formula, he will feel reluctant.

Besides, the Jade Disc of Fortune is still with him. If he dies, what will happen if the Jade Disc of Fortune is taken away by someone else?

Hengjun's face was tangled.

"What's the situation with the ancestor?" Yunxiao looked at the mysterious and yellow aura surrounding Hengjun, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

"Needless to say, of course he has been enlightened again. The method I said worked. The ancestor has realized a method that can help me." Cui Yu's mouth cracked, and he was bubbling with beauty.

This is the mysterious world method that I have obtained. If it is like Xiao Zhoutian who is 129,600 times smaller, it is still worth looking forward to. It may also be useful in the world of the end of the Dharma.

I feel excited just thinking about it.

Cui Yu looked at the balance like a sculpture, his eyes eagerly watching, full of expectation.

At this time, Qingliang was in a dilemma: Should I pass this formula on to him?

Pass it on to him, because he is afraid that he has to fulfill his master-disciple status, but don't pass it on, because he has done him a great favor, and he will feel guilty.

Balance is kind and righteous, otherwise the practice of later generations would not have the saying that "the immortal way cherishes life, but there is no way to measure people".

He is balanced and upright, but he really can't pass the test of his own heart.

If inner demons form in the future and the owner of the heart takes advantage of it, wouldn't it be tragic?

"But if I didn't tell him, who would have known that I had deduced the immortal formula?" Another thought flashed through Qingliang's mind.

"Ancestor, the vision of heaven and earth has come, and even the energy of merit has dropped. Have you succeeded in deducing it?" Cui Yu came forward, looked at Ji Jiong with his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

All the merits have been sent down from heaven, what else can Balance say?

Does he still have a chance to refute?

Hearing the words, Heping smiled bitterly, met Cui Yu's eyes, and could only say: "Of course, the ancestor will take action, and he will be captured. I have deduced this formula, and call it "Dapin Tianxian Jue". This formula is unique, and it is for you. Tailor-made, only you can practice it, because if you want to understand this formula, you must understand the seven immortal texts: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, yang, and chaos. Jade Butterfly, it is not difficult for you to comprehend the immortal texts. As long as you practice and comprehend the immortal texts at the same time, your merits will be perfect."

"Disciple pays homage to the master and asks the master to give me the secrets." Cui Yu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he knelt down and kowtowed without even thinking.

There was a hint of bitterness in the corners of Qian Li's mouth: "Hey, since I've said it before, then I'll accept you as a half-disciple, a registered disciple."

At this moment, He Qingli wanted to slap himself in the face, what a sin!

But who would have thought that something so incredible and unnatural would really happen to him?

He balanced his palms and taught Cui Yu the Dapin Tianxian Secret Art directly: "I will teach you this formula directly. This formula involves the three laws of yin, yang, five elements and chaos. It has incredible power and must not be taught casually in the future."

Introducing Cui Yu into the Immortal Path is also considered as preserving the created jade butterfly in the Immortal Path, and it doesn't count as eating the inside out, right?

Cui Yuxiao's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Ancestor, don't worry, my disciples will never teach it casually."

After saying this, he happily began to meditate on the formula.

He Qingli couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Cui Yu, and there was a pity in his heart for no reason: "He is a poor guy."

Think about it, you have such poor qualifications and such rubbish cultivation, but you have survived from the beginning of the world to the present day. How many ups and downs have you experienced? How miserable are you living? How sad?

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and he sighed leisurely: "Since I have accepted a disciple, I have to do my best to plan for his good life. It just so happened that I had deduced the formula earlier, and got help from God, and I got inspiration, and I have some good skills."

After a brief moment of contemplation, Ji-Jiang sat down again, running the laws of heaven, deducing his own inspiration, and turning that inspiration into a real magical power through the formula.

It can be considered an attempt.

Balance fell into the deduction, and Cui Yu over there began to comprehend the Great Immortal Technique. The Great Immortal Technique was forged from immortal inscriptions. It was not because of the presence of the jade butterfly that he really could not comprehend it.

"This formula is very important to me. Not only can I practice it in this world, but I can also try it when I return to the prehistoric world." Cui Yu said to himself.

As he gradually entered a state of tranquility, Cui Yu wanted to perform his martial arts, but after waiting for a while, no spiritual energy gathered, and then he suddenly felt:

"I don't have a physical body now, and I don't belong to this era. I can't absorb the innate spiritual energy of the prehistoric world at all."

Seeing the strong innate spiritual energy floating in front of him, Cui Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What a pity! What a pity! For the acquired creatures, the greatest creation in the prehistoric world is the aura between heaven and earth, but I can't help but smile. There is no way to absorb it. In the future, we need to find a way to bring the physical body over, or directly create a new body in the mysterious world. "

There was a trace of regret in his eyes. Although this formula was very good, it could not be practiced in the wilderness for the time being.

However, sharpening a knife does not waste time chopping wood. At this time, he understood the formula and became familiar with it. After returning to Xianyue Temple, he could start practicing directly. Let’s see if the exercises directly deduced from the Dao of Heaven can mobilize the inertia between heaven and earth, and see if there will be any miracles.

Over there, Ji Qing was deducing the formulas. As countless immortal runes circulated, inspiration flashed in his mind, and two more formulas were conceived in the rules of heaven.

PS: Today is Children's Day. I only slept for two hours last night. I have a migraine and can't bear it anymore. I'm taking a day off. This is the update with 5,000 words. Happy Children's Day to all my friends!