Chapter 342 The Life of the Box Saint
The saints are like mortals in this place of origin.
This does not mean that the saints have become weaker. On the contrary, the saints are comprehending the principles of this place and are constantly becoming more powerful.
Here, they saw a world of death, but it also contained endless vitality.
Chen Zhu walked beside the Saint Taiqing. He seemed to have some realization, stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Death is a tomb, but in the tomb there are gold, silver, fire, wood, and water. This place may seem dead, but in fact it is full of life."
The human eye sees only desolation, but the divine eye sees prosperity.
Chen Zhu remained silent, time lingered around him, and the Refining Ruins was ready to go.
Anything involving his own world is worth his fuss.
Even Chen Zhu thought that this was more dangerous than the primitive times he was in at that time.
After walking for a while, they stopped in front of a stretch of sand dunes where only brown and green were left.
The light from the sky full of "stars" cannot illuminate the dark ravines between the sand dunes, and the shadows cannot escape the eyes of the saints.
Saint Taiqing remained silent and slowly moved forward.
Here, they saw an incredible scene.
A picture, a tattered picture, in which the Yin-Yang fish seemed to have been torn in half out of thin air, leaving only broken remains.
The divine power and Taoist rhyme also completely disappeared.
Next to this fragment of the picture, the broken pagoda and the broken walking stick appear so glaring.
Everyone looked at Saint Taiqing at the same time, simply because the corpse on the ground looked exactly like the dead Saint Taiqing, there was no difference.
“This is the second me.”
The Saint Taiqing felt no fear, foresight or taboo, and with a heart of great truth of tranquility and inaction, he bent down to lift up the corpse.
The corpse was no longer complete, but through the remains, one could still see its original appearance.
“It’s a shame.”
The sage was neither sad nor happy. He turned around and asked Chen Zhu:
"Zhu Ming, was the previous handwriting left by him?"
"not him."
Chen Zhu shook his head: "This is the origin of countless worlds. Perhaps this saint is also an existence that transcends his own world."
He did not make it clear that this person was also the Saint of Taiqing.
At this time, Patriarch Bodhi walked towards the sand dunes and found an ordinary jade bead on the sand dunes.
"Aoki Spiritual Pearl?"
Sage Tongtian said in surprise: "There seems to be writing inside this bead."
"It is the Qingmu Lingzhu, but it is not either."
Patriarch Bodhi sent the avenue in his hand into the spirit pearl, but the spirit pearl did not react at all.
"Remember the bloody words from before? The world is different, and the rules are different too."
Patriarch Bodhi picked up the Green Wood Spirit Pearl and said, "There are words inside. If you want to understand these words, you and I still need to blend with the principles of that world and start learning again."
"This is no less than a mortal learning the wordless heavenly book."
This is the first time for the saints to encounter such a situation.
This place of origin is far beyond their understanding.
"What a waste of time."
Master Tongtian held the sword and said: "Although we don't understand the principles of other worlds, other worlds don't understand the principles of our world either. We can just use our own methods when the time comes!"
He wants to kill his way in!
"No."
Yuqing Saint subconsciously stopped Tongtian Sect Master:
"Third brother, haven't you learned enough lessons? If someone else integrates the principles of my world, won't they suffer a great loss?"
Among the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian is the most impulsive and his appearance is exactly the same as his youth.
It can be said that a person's personality basically reflects his or her age group. Just look at the Saint Taiqing and you will know that he is very stable.
This does not apply to Chen Zhu, as black-hearted dragons exist in all age groups.
"Don't panic, everyone. Although this is our first time and we have no experience, my beloved disciple is already familiar with it. This is nothing special to him."
Patriarch Bodhi smiled at this time and waved to Chen Zhu who was watching the show nearby.
"Zhu Ming, come."
Chen Zhu:?
He was just wondering, which junior fellow apprentice of his is so awesome?
"Master, I have no experience!"
He seemed a little flustered. You can't bring himself along when you brag, that's not fair.
"Boy, you will know if you try it."
Patriarch Bodhi walked up to Saint Taiqing, took off the head of the corpse in front of him and placed it in Chen Zhu's palm.
"Come on, let's try it."
This doesn't seem good.
Chen Zhu glanced at Saint Taiqing secretly, but still reached out to take it.
He whispered to Patriarch Bodhi:
"Master, you are not a boastful person. I really don't have this experience."
He sensed the principles of the Tao in his head. Where did he get the scriptures from... Huh?
"oops?"
There was a look of surprise and doubt in Chen Zhu's eyes. He seemed to... understand... the principles behind it.
"Haha, am I right?"
Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile: "Zhu Ming, please read the Dao carefully, and then tell us about it."
This scene was so incredible that even the saints found it incredible.
Saint Zhunti asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Bodhi, how do you know all this about the Zhuming Society?"
"I looked at Zhu Ming's expression and realized that he himself did not know."
The other saints also had the same expression and were truly curious.
"Haha, Zhu Ming himself didn't notice this, I only realized it slowly."
Patriarch Bodhi smiled and said, "When this kid came to my Lingtai Fangcun Mountain on the first day, I was amazed at his physical body, which was comparable to that of Daluo."
"But I soon discovered that although this kid's body is powerful, his comprehension is pitifully poor. It takes this kid a long time to learn something that is easy to understand and can be comprehended by ordinary people."
As if he was thinking of something from the past, the corners of Bodhi Patriarch's mouth subconsciously rose, and his face flushed as he spoke.
"But later I discovered that there was something wrong with the laws of this kid's world. The laws of the world he came from were held by the innate gods, which are different from ours."
Master Tongtian nodded: "I know about this, too. I was the one who helped choose an invincible path for this kid."
Patriarch Bodhi smiled and said, "That's right. However, I discovered another problem. This kid obviously doesn't have the authority of the Dao, but he can learn other magic. It's just that he can't use it when he returns to his own world."
"After that day, I realized that the rules of Zhuming's world might be different from the rules of our world."
It seems that he is learning, but in fact he is starting to understand from completely not understanding. It is a process from nothing to something.
"He brought us back to his own world and is still applying it. He may seem stupid, but in fact, this kid's talent far exceeds you and me."
That's right.
How could a primitive creature be so ignorant?
The saints suddenly realized that everything made sense now.
Then, they were truly shocked. Fellow Daoist Bodhi was able to teach Zhu Ming to his current strength simply by relying on completely different principles. If he had used the principles of Zhu Ming's own world to teach him, coupled with his terrifying talent, how amazing would it be?
They looked at Chen Zhu who was quietly comprehending the principles of the Tao.
It is only necessary to analyze the basic principles of Taoism, which does not need to be too profound. With the foundation, the saints will be able to deduce the later principles of Taoism by themselves.
At this time, Chen Zhu's mind sank into the mud ball in his head, and all the divine power and Taoism here dissipated.
However, the basic principles of the Tao still left traces in the form of skulls, just like the earth, water, fire and wind in the ancient times, existing directly in every living being.
Soon after, he opened his eyes, chanted the Tao rules, and preached to the saints.
After saying and doing these things, the saints slowly opened their eyes and bowed to Chen Zhu.
The Saint Jie Yin joked, "Zhu Ming, you will be a Saint Master in the future. When you sing poems, you can add this sentence to make yourself look more powerful."
"Please don't tease my nephew."
He knew that he would need to learn from these saints later.
For the Lord of Time, there is no such thing as who comes first and who comes later.
The saints had the basic principles of Taoism and closed their eyes to comprehend. In an instant, Chen Zhu realized that time was passing.
A moment later, Saint Taiqing opened his eyes first, and his Taoist robe shattered after one step.
It turned out that the Taoist robe had gone through countless years in an instant, and even if it was worn by a saint who was blessed by his grace, it would still decay.
The other saints opened their eyes one after another. Patriarch Bodhi wanted it to be one o'clock in the evening, but it was only one o'clock in the evening.
At this time, he picked up the Qingmu Lingzhu again and saw the meaning of the words inside the Qingmu Lingzhu.
"This is a self-narration, carrying the past of this saint's corpse during his lifetime."
Patriarch Bodhi followed the handwriting and began to read:
"I am Taiqing. At the age of twenty-four, I traveled to the Great Wilderness World.
He is born with wisdom and awakens his holy body. He attains enlightenment at the age of one and starts the process of refining Qi.
At the age of three, the Yin Spirit emerges, at the age of five, the Yuan Spirit is complete, and at the age of six, he ascends to heaven in a hundred days and becomes the youngest immortal.
When I was nine years old, I was hunted by a powerful force in heaven. They wanted to refine my Taiqing Holy Body to gain supernatural powers, but I killed them in return. Ten years later, I wiped out their clan.
When I was twenty years old, I encountered the Golden Immortal Family, who wanted to refine me into a weapon spirit and create an innate spiritual treasure.
He died at the age of twenty, and after realizing the principles of Yin and Yang, he was reborn in the extreme Yin and silence, transforming his Taiqing holy body into a pure Yang holy body.
At the age of 120, after going through hardships, he became a Golden Immortal, named Pure Yang Golden Immortal, destroyed his enemies, and took back the Taiqing Tu refined by my body and soul. At the age of 300, he entered Daluo, and only then did he know that there were saints in the world, and he obtained the fruit of Tao, which was beyond the three realms and not in the five elements. He realized the extreme yin in the extreme yang and called himself the Master of Yin and Yang.
Five hundred years old, behead one corpse.
At the age of nine hundred, he beheaded the three corpses.
A thousand years old, and you become a saint.
At the age of three thousand, he became a sage of the Heavenly Dao, and from then on, the Heavenly Dao could not restrict him.
After five thousand years, one becomes a great saint, and then one knows that there is a higher world beyond the higher world…'
Patriarch Bodhi paused.
"Master, have some water." Chen Zhu handed over a cup of spiritual tea, which made Bodhi Patriarch's face particularly bright. He glanced at the saints and continued:
"After ten thousand years, the life of the Saint Way will end. I am a saint, why will I die? Doubtful, breaking through the Great Dao, only then will you know that there is a world outside the world, and chaos is nothing but a thought of others.
So he started practicing again. After the great way came the ultimate way, after the ultimate way came the ancestral way, and after that it was the ethereal way... step by step, level by level, he broke through countless limitations of the world.
Finally, I was lucky enough to get a pearl, named Qingmu Spirit, and realized that I was just in the endless reincarnation, and never jumped out of it. So I carefully comprehended it, and finally I was able to transcend and witness the real place. 』
When he thought of this, Patriarch Bodhi sighed, "If it weren't for the candlelight, you and I, saints, would be like this corpse, trapped in a small garden without knowing it, and instead be complacent."
"At this moment, we are always in need of a candle to illuminate us. We hope that saints in the future will gain some insights and help us."
The saints nodded and naturally agreed.
This made Chen Zhu feel a little embarrassed.
"Master, please continue reading. I think there is more content at the end."
Patriarch Bodhi continued:
“However, I witnessed the origin of my own world and wondered if I had not yet transcended it, so I continued my exploration and arrived at the place of origin.
I was wrong."
The handwriting here becomes sloppy, like its original form. Those who have experienced countless tribulations begin to doubt themselves and no longer have any patience.
"The world... is wrong. I am wrong. The Tao is not right. The so-called holy realm is nothing but a joke."
When it came to the last sentence, Patriarch Bodhi’s words became emotional.
"I have gone through countless calamities, doing nothing is not doing nothing, fighting for my whole life, but in the end I was thinking about the time before I traveled through time. On that ordinary afternoon, I was having a party with my classmates.
My mother called and said that she would come home for dinner this weekend and she cooked crayfish and sweet and sour pork ribs...
At this point, the Qingmu Lingzhu turned into powder, the contents inside were remembered by the saints, and the last traces of the corpse also disappeared.
Guide the saints to chant the name of Amitabha Buddha.
"Alas, lamentable, lamentable, saints are also human beings, and still cannot escape from the mundane world. In the end, they are just a bowl of rice."
Only when you reveal your true heart at the end, no matter how much trouble you have experienced, in the end it will be nothing but dry bones.
"It seems that this place is very dangerous."
The Saint Taiqing showed no sadness or joy, but continued to move forward.
"Doing nothing is not the same as doing nothing. I want to see what kind of mystery this place of origin holds."
If they were stopped by this little setback, they would not deserve to be called saints.
Yuqing Saint was just walking in the second place and said:
"If my elder brother leaves, I will leave too."
Sage Tongtian drew out the Four Immortal Swords and stepped on the formation diagram, his meaning was extremely clear.
So what if it was a disaster? So what if the principles were different? He was the leader of the sect with only a glimmer of hope, and the teachings of Jiejiao were already very clear.
"Master, please follow me closely."
Chen Zhu slowly opened the Refining Ruins, ready to ring the Dao Bell with the measuring ruler at any time.
Once the bell rings, time will stop and he will have no time to regret.
"it is good."
Patriarch Bodhi did not feel ashamed, but rather very pleased.
The once timid little dragon has now grown up and become confident.
But the next second, Chen Zhu suddenly flashed and disappeared with a "pop".
"Zhu Ming, where have you been?"
Patriarch Bodhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are..."
He was wrong, this kid is still like this.
"Master, I just saw the sand moving over there, and I thought it was a monster."
Chen Zhu laughed awkwardly, thinking that he was still too timid.
"Ugh……"
Patriarch Bodhi sighed and didn't intend to say anything.
But the next second, he saw Chen Zhu start to take things out from the refining ruins.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
There was a golden ring, a lotus thorn, a mass of flesh and blood, willow branches, scales and bones.
There was also a hammer, wearing a cloak, pulling out a bunch of bamboo, and then taking out a lot of ores one after another, and even taking out a mirror.
Many are refined.
Just like the golden ring, the measuring stick and the bell, Patriarch Bodhi could not understand them. Patriarch Bodhi could not understand the cloak either.
But hammer, nails...
Even Patriarch Bodhi could not understand it, as there was something mysterious shrouding it.
But if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to guess that the way of heaven in Zhuming's world has already emerged, and these things must be closely related to the way of heaven.
Especially the last mirror. Although Patriarch Bodhi could not understand it, he could feel the heat in the mirror.
"these are?"
Tongtian Sect Master was curious: "Zhu Ming, have you finally taken out your family assets?"
"hey-hey."
Chen Zhu smiled awkwardly. These things were actually the things that he had not had time to use during the ferocious beast calamity, as well as the treasures he obtained later.
He combined bones and scales, condensed a formation, and arranged it on the outermost perimeter.
Even the weakest of these scaly skeletons can withstand a full-strength attack from a Dragon Lord.
The powerful ones are comparable to the Dragon God and equivalent to the immortals in the ancient times.
It can also be effective against saint level.
The innate bitter bamboo, the cloak with the oath of all gods made of the green lotus leaf of creation, and the measuring ruler are all used for self-protection.
Jinhuan is here to protect us, thanks to the ancestor of Jinhuan for his efforts.
In addition, the bell has not yet been born, so it can only protect himself and suppress karma. Chen Zhu's only active means of attack is the mirror in his hand.
The Big Sun Dragon Mirror contains the true fire of the sun!
Regardless of one's level of cultivation and strength, once illuminated by the true fire of the sun transformed from the Father God's eyes, one will be filled with hatred that cannot be extinguished.
This is Chen Zhu's greatest killer weapon. If you are burned accurately, no matter what you are, you will die completely.
Finally, I feel a little safe.
But he still did not let down his guard and was ready to take out the River of Time at any time and take Bodhi Patriarch and the saints into it to hide.
Only when time is right will he be safest.
"That sand doesn't move for no reason."
At this moment, Sage Yuqing spoke, pulled out the Pangu Banner from behind him and waved it towards that side.
In an instant, Pangu Banner shot out the Kaitian Blade Qi, which was transformed from the blade of Pangu's axe, and directly chopped on the sand dune!
"Puchi." With a sound, Pangu's Axe passed silently across the sand dune, but a "ding" sound was heard!
Blocked?
They turned their heads and saw a dark yellow light beginning to spread.
"Go!"
Before everyone could react, Chen Zhu had already used the Big Sun Dragon Mirror to shine a flame onto the thing.
"Ow!"
With just a scream, the creature in the sand dune could no longer take care of itself. It howled and flapped its wings, trying to put out the sun's true fire.
But how can the true fire of the sun be extinguished?
Seeing that he was about to be burned to death, that being was ruthless and simply threw away the protective dark yellow light, thus he was able to escape by chance.
The saints were all shocked, that turned out to be the acquired treasure of merit, the Xuanhuang Merit Pagoda?
At this time, the pagoda was actually burned down and completely burned up, but the true fire of the sun was still burning, as if it had not diminished at all.
"Come."
Chen Zhu waved his hand and collected the remaining sun's true fire into the Big Sun Dragon Mirror.
If you are not in the ancient times, the sun's true fire cannot be replenished, so it is better to cherish it.
"who are you?"
Master Tongtian used the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation to directly wrap this being inside!
"Wait a minute, let's talk carefully!"
The being hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted, and he looked like a young man.
"You can't do this. We have no grudges against each other. I was planning to hide until you leave."
The young man was afraid that he would be killed, and was horrified when he saw the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.
"Misunderstanding, uncle, I am Qing'er!"
Qing'er?
Everyone subconsciously looked at Master Tongtian.
"This saint does not know any Qing'er." Tongtian Sect Master was stern and impartial:
"Which one are you?"
(End of this chapter)