Infinite true path

The golden light on Huan Yin's body became stronger and stronger, which was caused by his continuous operation of the fundamental Tao method he had cultivated.

At a certain moment, the golden light around Huan Yin was so bright that it was indescribably bright, and the entire cave was dyed golden, and he became a living golden man. As a result, the entire cave was filled with the aura belonging to the "Infinite Sutra", and no place could accommodate other auras.

Suddenly, right in front of Huan Yin, as if in response, bits of golden light emitted from the deepest stone wall. As a result, the stone wall seemed to be gilded at this moment, and it looked as if it was some kind of place where treasures were hidden.

Of course there is treasure hidden here, but it is not gold and silver jewelry, but a treasure that belongs to Huan Yin alone!

Huan Yin was already a little excited, because he clearly felt that with the sudden appearance of golden light on the stone wall, an aura exactly like the one he exuded came out of the stone wall. However, the breath coming out of the stone wall is older and purer, as if that is the source of the infinite avenue!

"It's the aura of the Patriarch, it really is the aura of the Patriarch!" Huan Yin murmured, working harder to stimulate his own golden light and Taoist aura. As a result, the echo on the stone wall became even stronger. Gradually, the golden light emitted from it actually surpassed the golden light emitted from Huan Yin's body, and the ancient aura was also surging!

Huan Yin was familiar with Venerable Wuliang. At least he had sensed Venerable Wuliang's aura many times and could never remember it wrongly. So at this moment, he was extremely sure that his previous judgment was correct. What the animal skin drawings should guide him was the creation left by the Infinite Venerable.

So what exactly will this creation be?

Huan Yin has been practicing so far and has actually learned only two methods related to Venerable Wuliang, namely "WuLiang Zhenjing" and "WuLiang Sword". As for both of these, he has already reached a certain level in cultivation, and there is not much left that he has not yet cultivated.

So, will the volume that Venerable Wuliang leaves to Huan Yin this time will be the volume about the Heavenly Soul of the "WuLiang Sutra" or the third volume of "WuLiang Sword"? Or will they appear at the same time?

Any situation is a great blessing for Huan Yin, which is enough to open up Huan Yin's future cultivation path and allow him to reach a higher level. This was an unprecedented blessing. Huan Yin really felt that the Infinite Venerable was caring for him. Everything was given to him so easily, so that he could get it without any effort.

"My ancestor, please accept my disciple's bow!" Finally, the stone wall had completely turned golden, and then, the golden color began to fall off piece by piece, revealing what was behind the stone wall. It was a portrait, a portrait of the Infinite Venerable. Huan Yin saw this kind of portrait once in the ghost realm when he was in hell, and it was exactly the same! So Huan Yin knew that after the portrait appeared, good fortune was not far away. He kowtowed heavily to the portrait and expressed his gratitude.

After three kowtows, Huan Yin raised his head and looked at the portrait on the stone wall carefully. When he saw this portrait for the first time in the Ghost Realm, Huan Yin had already deeply remembered the appearance of Venerable Wuliang in his mind. But as time goes by, it inevitably becomes blurry. He never thought that he would be lucky enough to see this portrait here for the second time.

The two paintings are exactly the same, depicting the appearance and posture of the Infinite Venerable in a lifelike manner. Huan Yin felt as if he had gained infinite power just by looking at this portrait. Huan Yin knew that this was a kind of worship and respect for the ancestors. He wished he could look up at this portrait day and night, as if he were accompanying his ancestors.

In the end, Huan Yin seemed to see the Infinite Venerable above the portrait smiling at him. Huan was excited and was about to bow again, but suddenly he found that the portrait began to disappear on its own.

"Grandmaster..." Huan Yin took two steps forward, trying to keep the portrait. However, is this something he can keep if he wants to?

Soon after, the portrait had completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all. And where the portrait disappeared, a deep black vortex suddenly took shape.

Huan Yin stopped in front of the whirlpool, his innate vigilance making him afraid to go forward any further. Then, he finally looked at the whirlpool and discovered that it turned out to be a passage that could travel through time and space, or to be precise, it was a teleportation formation!

Where does this array lead to? Huan Yin didn't know, and with the power of his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't feel it at all. He could only feel the endless depth behind the teleportation array, like an abyss with no end...

After hesitating for a moment, Huan Yin finally dodged and entered the whirlpool. He believed that this was the way Venerable Wuliang preached to him, just like the first time he fell into the deep pool of Wuliang Gate. When Venerable Wuliang preached to him for the first time, he seemed to be in a dream, but In fact, it is an independent space that outsiders don't even know about.

Venerable Wuliang is always cautious when preaching. There is no other person he can contact except Huan Yin. This time, I am afraid he will be no exception.

Entering the vortex, his body was pulled towards an unknown direction by the teleported power, and Huan Yin's heart gradually calmed down. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that his ancestor would not harm him. Maybe in the next moment, he will see the remnant left by Venerable Wuliang and teach him the great way. Wasn't it always like this in the past?

But for some reason, he felt something was wrong. It seemed that every time he received the teachings of the Infinite Venerable, he felt like he was in a dream. And this time, is he too sober?

With a "whoop", Huan Yin felt like he was thrown out by the teleportation formation, but his feet failed to touch the ground, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air.

"Are you there?" Huan Yin was stunned for a moment, then kept flying, subconsciously looked around, and let go of his consciousness, preparing to accept the blessings and maybe meet the ancestor Can Nian.

But when he took a look, he found that the surroundings were completely white, and his consciousness couldn't even let go even an inch, and was completely blocked in front of him!

For a moment, Huan Yin panicked. For a monk, his spiritual consciousness has no effect at all, and his eyes are completely white. How can he distinguish it from the darkness around him? You can’t see it anyway!

In this way, wouldn't Huan Yin become blind?

"Where is this? How could this happen?" Huan Yin waved his arm, trying to push away the white surrounding him. He felt that the white color was clearly like an extremely thick mist, surrounding him.

However, he even used his spiritual power to wave his hand and clearly set off a whirlwind near him. However, he did not expect that nothing around him would change. The vast expanse of white still occupied all of his eyes. When he lowered his head to look, he couldn't even see his own body or dancing arms!

This strange place is filled with fog, and the fog has become so thick that it is unimaginable. No matter how Huan Yin waves, he cannot dissipate it at all!

Huan Yin tried to use his spiritual consciousness again. This time, not only did he still make no progress, but he also found that what blocked his spiritual consciousness was the endless white mist around him. This fog is really weird!

"What the hell is this place?" Huan Yin became more and more panicked. For a monk, in a place like this, if he encountered a crisis, wouldn't he just have to sit back and wait for death?

However, he couldn't find any effective way for a while. No matter what method he used again, even if he used the sword in his hand, the surrounding fog still could not be dispersed at all, hugging him tightly and wrapping him tightly.

"Could it be that this place was originally filled with such weird mist, and it was everywhere, so no matter how much I waved it away, the fog around me would gather again from afar? In this way, it couldn't be dispersed. So, isn’t this a space filled with this strange fog? How could there be such a place in this world, Master...wait a minute!” Huan Yin suddenly thought to himself. Get one thing up.

According to legend, before the formation of the Three Realms and Six Paths, the entire world was in chaos. Later, the great god Pangu created the world with his great supernatural power, and then there was this world, then the three realms, and the six realms.

However, the Three Realms born in chaos are just a part of chaos. The Great God Pangu created the world back then, but he did not completely open up the entire chaos. Therefore, chaos exists!

However, very few people in this world can truly see chaos. Because the Three Realms are so big, not all the great powers in this world can go there. So, how can they have the ability to see chaos?

However, according to legend, there are very few people who have visited the world of chaos. It is said that the world of chaos is a larger world, and the entire three realms are just a small world wrapped in it. In other words, if you break away from the Three Realms, the other areas will be chaos!

The chaotic world is filled with the energy of chaos, and it is completely white. You can't see your fingers, and the power of your spiritual consciousness has no effect. As the saying goes, "There is a sky outside the sky, and chaos is boundless"!