Chapter 935: Ancestral Scripture

Guichen looked at Zhou Ze with great regret, a person who can see himself is always extraordinary. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI will rely on him in the future, but I didn't expect him to ...... Everything has become a mirror.

At this time, he couldn't help the other party, Zhou Ze absorbed this power so domineeringly, his body couldn't bear it.

Zhou Ze sat there cross-legged, he was running the Bitter Sea Scroll and Silence at the same time at this time, frantically absorbing this source power. The silence was driven to the extreme, and another texture appeared on Zhou Ze's skin.

These textures flashed, deep and cold, and Zhou Ze's body began to appear as white as a dead man. However, Zhou Ze's silence drove faster and faster, and by Zhou Ze's side, the cold was becoming more and more condensed.

On Zhou Ze's body, textures began to appear, and these textures flashed on Zhou Ze's body, and cracks appeared on Zhou Ze's body, and Zhou Ze's body was about to collapse at this moment.

Zhou Ze was calmly cultivating, still refining the power of the supreme's origin. Zhou Ze is also used to the sequelae of the death of cultivation. He can only continue to break through and suppress the sequelae of extinction with strength.

The drive of silence madness is getting faster and faster, and Zhou Ze's deadly white color is becoming more and more shocking, and textures appear on his body, these textures are weird, simple and simple, as if heaven and earth have existed since ancient times, containing infinite meaning.

The Supreme Origin was indeed terrifying, and Zhou Ze felt that it was difficult to refine it with silence. This is the first time that there is such power, you must know that the silence plus the bitter sea scroll, coupled with the magic of the black stone, even the true fire liquid of the sun can be easily refined.

Dead man white appeared on Zhou Ze's body, but on dead man white, cracks appeared at this time, and these cracks were like thousands of knives cut out, all over the body.

Zhou Ze was very uncomfortable, he felt that he was really suffering from a thousand cuts, bearing torture, and his whole painful body was distorted.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, but this persisted. I felt that the strength of my Yuan Shen was slowly improving.

The more Zhou Ze drove the silence, the more intense the pain of this thousand cuts became.

Zhou Ze smiled bitterly, although he knew that there would be all kinds of sequelae after the death of cultivation, but this discomfort still made him smile bitterly. First the change of the living dead, and now the torture of a thousand knives is added.

Although under this torture, it became more and more condensed and powerful, and it was tempered extraordinarily. But Zhou Ze felt that he couldn't bear it, and his whole person was completely distorted.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed himself with the four elephant seals, suppressed himself, and only then could he bear it.

The power of the Supreme Origin was constantly refined and absorbed by Zhou Ze, and his strength was also constantly improving. The power in the Danhai Sea, at this time, is also constantly improving with the refining of the Supreme Origin, becoming more and more refined, and the quality is getting higher and higher. Of course, the speed of extinction is getting faster and faster.

Ghost Chen watched from the side, originally thinking that Zhou Ze would definitely not be able to withstand the collapse of his body. However, he found that Zhou Ze's state looked like it was cracking and blood marks were about to collapse, but in fact, these were all appearances. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Zhou Ze's strength was constantly improving.

"How can this be?" Ghost Chen was surprised, although the power of the origin is not much, but after all, it is the power of the supreme origin, and he can still withstand it without dying when he is so domineering and all of it is incorporated into his body?

He looked at Zhou Ze burningly, feeling the aura exuded by Zhou Ze. He felt that Zhou Ze's aura was becoming more and more familiar, and when his eyes noticed the texture that Zhou Ze had evolved from extinction, the simplicity of that ancient existence made him frown slightly.

"No way! It's ...... Heaven and earth and the ancestral scriptures that are born with them?"

Guichen found it hard to believe that there had been several ancestral scriptures in heaven and earth. The creatures of heaven and earth are all based on these ancestral scriptures, which has the prosperity of later cultivation.

Later, as more and more sages were created, they continued to create Taoist scriptures, and the cultivation of living beings became easier and easier. Because

Ancestors have existed since ancient times, and they are the treasures derived from heaven and earth. All the cultivation exercises in heaven and earth were derived from their perceptions at the beginning.

Of course, this is not to say that the ancestral scriptures are more terrifying than the Taoist scriptures. Although the ancestral scriptures are the mother scriptures of heaven and earth practitioners, the Taoist scriptures left by the sages vary from person to person, creating the most suitable exercises for living beings to practice. Many Taoist halls represent the ultimate in this kind of Taoism, and even some Taoist temples have transcended the ancestral scriptures. For example, the Absolute Law, they transcend the Great Dao.

The ancestral scriptures are different, and even if many people get them, they can't even enter the door. In fact, the ancestral scriptures had been passed through the hands of countless people before the ancient times, and many people could not practice even if they got them, and even if they practiced, most of them died.

There are even sages who obtained the ancestral scriptures and almost died after practicing. In the end, he left a sentence that said: "The ancestral scriptures are all-encompassing, can be enlightened, and are of great use for creating the Fa, but they are not the most suitable exercises for cultivation." ”

This sage is the world-famous Taihao Holy Venerable, this sage not only opened up the law, but also left the Taoist hall, but also cultivated the sage disciples. When Heavenly Court existed back then, he was still alive, even if he was as powerful as Heavenly Court, he had to give him the title of Honorary Heavenly Emperor in the end.

Ghost Chen looked at the Dao patterns on Zhou Ze's body, he naturally didn't think that Zhou Ze was practicing the ancestral scriptures. There are very few people in this world who directly practice the ancestral scriptures, but there are also some peerless geniuses who take a part of the ancestral scriptures and make slight changes for people to practice. Even if its effect is worse than that of the Taoist canon, it will not be much worse.

But this is not what surprised Ghost Chen, and it is not that he has never seen the Taoist canon. What surprised it was the familiarity, the ancestral scripture that could make him familiar, and that was only one person.

"It's the Holy Venerable!" Ghost Dust looked at Zhou Ze blankly, "What he cultivates is the inheritance passed down by the Holy Venerable?"

If this is possible, then Zhou Ze can see him without surprise. He was able to achieve that kind of achievement back then, and it was entirely because of the Holy Venerable.

It was also because only the Holy Venerable could see him that he was lucky enough to escape with his life, and then he became like this.

"Is he the inheritance left by the Holy Venerable?" Ghost Chen suddenly became excited and looked at Zhou Ze excitedly. The Holy Venerable actually left the Dao system, this ......

Guichen couldn't imagine it, his face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to wake up Zhou Ze right now and ask Zhou Ze what he was practicing. Make sure if it's a legacy of the Venerable.

Zhou Ze didn't know how excited Ghost Chen was at the moment, he was still absorbing frantically. His body kept cracking, but not a drop of blood flowed out, he just endured the sharp pain of a thousand cuts.

Next to the iron coffin!

The young man sat there cross-legged, like a whale swallowing water, absorbing all the essence of tens of thousands of powerhouses, but his momentum did not improve in the slightest, and that posture made people's scalps tingle.