Mythological origins

"What is the final outcome of this ancient war?"

Wei Wuya asked curiously.

"There is no record in the division, but in the end the coalition forces should have won...otherwise if Taoist Master Destroyer had won, Daochen Realm would have been gone long ago."

The founder of the Wuji Demon Sect quietly escaped from the Immortal Realm shortly after the war began and came to the very remote Yuanyang Realm. Naturally, he had no way of knowing the final outcome of the battle.

But the goal of Mo Yang Dao Zun is to destroy the world. Since the world has not been destroyed, at least the fairyland coalition has not been defeated.

"..."

Hearing this almost nonsense answer, Wei Wuya was speechless. Even any fool knew that Daochen Realm had not been destroyed. What he wanted to know was not just victory or defeat.

"..."

"Listen to what he said, could this person be a member of Mo Yang Dao Zun?"

"That's not right. A guy who aims to destroy the world rather than rule it will have some henchmen."

"Is it possible..."

Several god-transformation monks were transmitting messages quietly, and gradually through very little information, they came up with the most likely answer.

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"I don't know what Zun... wants?"

"You don't think that with just a few transformations and a formation below, you can keep me?" Bai Mo heard the word Tao Zun from Tianmo Boli's mouth, and the story of Mo Yang's destruction of the world. , guessed what they were thinking.

The five people were ready to join forces in an instant and could break out at any time.

Faced with an existence that intended to destroy the world, they, who had been fighting openly and secretly on weekdays, were forced to unite their front and face the outside world.

"What's more... is the history of Mo Yang's destruction of the world really true?" Bai Mo continued.

"..."

The remaining four people turned their attention to Tianmo Boli, who told the story of Moyang's destruction of the world.

"I swear by the law of heaven that Mo Yang's destruction of the world is a true record of the sect, and it is definitely not a family story made up by me..."

They all felt a little strange in their hearts when they heard the demon swearing by the way of heaven.

The devil actually still believes this?

"What's wrong? I'm not a real free-spirited demon. I am a being above the level of a true immortal. Only then can I ignore the so-called way of heaven..."

"I just want to dissolve all the barriers, so that the mortal world, the spiritual world, and the fairy world will all turn into the same realm..." Just when several people who were unanimously against the enemy began to argue with each other, Bai Mo suddenly said.

"Dissolving all barriers means that the mortal world and the spiritual world are directly connected to the fairy world?!"

"That's right."

"If that's the case, wouldn't there be no restrictions on promotion in the future?! No need to take risks to ascend, can you continue to practice and become an immortal?"

Wei Wuya seemed to see an endless and vast world.

The Yuanyang Realm is so small that it would be impossible for a mortal to complete it in thousands of years, but for a cultivator who transforms into gods, it is actually not too big.

Over the course of thousands of years, they have traveled to most of the interesting places in Yuanyang Realm, and are quite eager for the new world.

"The people in the Immortal World must be unwilling to let their Immortal Qi leak out and be spread equally among the many spiritual and mortal worlds, and then lose their superior status in the Immortal World, so the senior who stopped them... also made up a story about the demonic sun destroying the world to slander he!"

In the blink of an eye, Wei Wuya imagined another long story.

Others might still have some doubts about Bai Mo, but Wei Wuya, who had faced him head-on, was the most thoroughly impressed.     From the bottom of his heart, he did not want to be an enemy of the other party.

"Senior, Wuya also wants to ask a question."

"Why do you want to spread the Yin-Yang Five Elements Technique in the Yuanyang Realm?"

It is possible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots. Such a technique is absolutely unbelievable for mortals, but for the world of cultivation where everyone has spiritual roots, Yin Yang and Five Elements are more embarrassing than useless.

For some monks who care about their blood descendants, their descendants without spiritual roots will get a chance to enter the world of monks instead of staying in a mortal kingdom for a lifetime of glory.

They only thought that this was a magical method originating from the fairy world.

"Give everyone a chance, wouldn't you?"

"..."

The five god-transforming monks looked like I pretended to believe them.

Everyone in the world of cultivation is self-interested and believes in such bullshit as "for the sake of the common people in the world". It's hard even for foundation-building monks to fool them. If you want people to work, you have to pay for real benefits, let alone It's these old foxes.

There must be a plan by the other party to spread this secret.

Several people have seen the popular Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue, and they know that this method is extremely difficult to form, not to mention condensing the baby, and it is only a little theoretically possible.

There is no threat at all to the high-ranking god-transforming monks.

"Like that weed." Bai Mo pointed at a thousand meters away, and several god-transformation monks also followed their spiritual thoughts and saw the weed pointed by the other party.

"Sprouting and growing in the sun."

"...?"

Bai Mo said half of what he said, which made them confused.

"Weeds sprout and grow in the sun. Is it because the sun has something on its mind?"

"..."

"As expected of the legendary Taoist Demon Yang, his magnanimity is far beyond what I can expect." After a long silence, Wei Wuya, who was very shameless, continued to praise him.

The other people understood what Bai Mo meant, but for a while they couldn't bring themselves to do the same thing as Wei Wuya, so they could only secretly curse this shameless old ghost in their hearts.

Normally, the god-transformation monks have always stood at the top of the mortal world. Only others flatter them, so how can they flatter others? Their skills in this area have long been degraded in the thousands of years of god-transformation career.

Only Wei Wuya is a weirdo. With the honor of the God of Incarnation, he can do such a humble thing.

"After the wall of the mortal spirit world melts, all the mortal worlds, all the spirit worlds, and the Daochen immortal world will return to one world. Doesn't that mean that our cultivation of the God of Incarnation is nothing in the new world?" Ji Xuande suddenly thought of this question.

They are the top people in the mortal world, but once they merge with the spirit world, there are a lot of people in the spirit world who have higher cultivation than the God of Incarnation...

Not to mention the legendary immortal world, the strongest Mahayana cultivators in the spirit world are also ants in the eyes of the true immortals in the immortal world.

The thoughts of several people seemed to have returned to thousands of years ago, when they were still a small cultivator of Qi Refining and Foundation Building, and they did everything they could to climb up in the world of cultivation.

"There will be a way forward after all."

Compared with the gap and change of status, they still value their personal cultivation more.

It's just returning from the top to the middle level, not that the cultivation is completely abandoned and completely thrown down to the mortal world.

Being able to achieve the state of transformation in the resource-poor mortal world, several cultivators of transformation believe that if they were in the spiritual world with more abundant resources, they would definitely be able to climb to a higher position.

The high-level resources in the Yuanyang Realm are indeed too scarce. In such a large Nanyazhou, there are only a handful of cultivators of transformation.