Chapter 1165: Edification (I)
The young man lowered his head and raised his head again.
He didn't understand what it meant, and he knew what it meant. It's just that the world is big, and the gods are scattered everywhere. And how, preach all. Let this forgotten place be full of true God?
This is undoubtedly impossible. This vision is too big, so to speak, too arrogant. Even the God of this realm cannot make the true God appear in all races.
This is the refinement of bloodline, it is sublimation. It is necessary to penetrate the divine lineages of various ethnic groups and deduce them to the source.
Young people don't know that they don't need to rely entirely on one generation of gods to become a true God.
There is creation in the world, and chemical industry can be made in furnaces. In this world, there is a kind of Dan that can transform all the dead qi in the body, even if it is buried deep in the heart, it can still be erased. At the same time, it will wash away this dead air and cleanse the blood of the whole body.
The washing of blood, the fading of old blood.
The new blood replaces the old blood, in exchange for the removal of the bloodline locks, and there is no need to fall under the bloodline boundaries of the true gods of this clan in the future.
When there is no such boundary, the new generation of true gods and the future path will have infinite possibilities.
Because, their path is more long-term, and it is no longer narrow.
In the Forgotten Lands, the strongest people stand in the Skyclave, and they have stepped into the second level.
This is the God of this world, secretly looking down on all beings, and seeing all this. Because of the pact with the Lord of the Netherworld, he can only ignore this catastrophe.
It's just that even if he makes a move, although he can calm down this turmoil in the world, he can't make tens of thousands of gods come out of the true gods.
Even if it is to join forces with the Lord of the Netherworld, it is not possible at all.
But in this world, there will be anomalies after all.
This outlier is Chu Cheng. More precisely, it is his Dan Dao.
In the world, there is an elixir that contains the resurrection of the dead. It also contains the possibility of continuation.
This Dan name Yuehua!
Mingyuehua, Mingyuehua. This is an ancient peerless pill, and only Chu Cheng can refine it in the whole world.
Whether it is in the Seven Domains of the Human World, or in the Sky of the Clouds. It was still the Netherworld, and Chu Cheng had never heard that there was a divine pill that could compete with Yuehua.
The only one that can be compared is his other elixir, Huayue.
It can be said that the most miraculous vitality pill and poison pill in time are in Chu Cheng's hands.
With Yuehua, it is possible for Chu Cheng to achieve this vision, so that this heaven and earth, everywhere wonderful flowers bloom, and the true god comes out.
The premise is that Chu Cheng can walk through the entire Forgotten Land.
When he was in charge of the capital of Shanquan County on the edge of the Netherworld, he was transported to a heaven and earth.
There, there are seven peaks.
The seven mountains are one domain, one domain and one day. With just one domain, it is difficult to walk everywhere in a hundred years, let alone the domain of the seven mountains.
This is undoubtedly a fantasy and a dream.
It's just that Chu Cheng wants to think very much, and the true god appears everywhere. Only in this way can the world of the Land of Oblivion be condensed to withstand the 100,000 calamities.
The bright moon continued, blocking the roar above.
People's hearts trembled, but more often than not, they were excited. The mighty one who had stopped them from this calamity had come.
It's just that the heart is more the same as the youth. Why didn't the other strong men come together and slay the demon?
Eventually, the bright moon stayed thousands of feet from the earth.
Chu Cheng did not continue to land, but swept his gaze down.
The earth had fallen, and the aura flowing in the air had become extremely violent.
"Qing. ”
There was a word, which was gently spit out from Chu Cheng's mouth.
At this moment, the wind is leaning on a clear word, and now the ripples are like a big river.
Then the bright moon, countless moonlights fell to the ground. Wisps and strands, bundles and bunches, and the wind passed through the ruins.
And when the wind blew, there was a little light between the heavens and the earth, and it hung high in the air.
It's just a little brilliance, but it is like a needle of the sea god and calms the turmoil.
The furious breath gradually subsided. Originally, after the great chaos of this heaven and earth, the riot of spiritual energy was no longer suitable for the cultivation of living beings, at least for millions of years.
But because of the appearance of this Qingmang, the violent aura fluctuations have stopped, and these creatures can practice here without having to move their clans.
This was once a holy place for cultivation, and this clan did not have a blessed land, but a true god was born, which is enough to prove this.
Within a radius of tens of millions of miles, or even hundreds of millions of miles. It's hard to find this good place to cultivate.
"It would be a pity to destroy it like this. Chu Cheng sighed lightly.
At this moment, even the young people who had been following Chu Cheng all felt that this world was different, not to mention the creatures standing in the ruins.
They all felt the subsidence of the turmoil in heaven and earth, and guessed that this was the powerful method standing under the bright moon.
What a measure against the heavens, this riot lies within a radius of thousands of miles, even the true god is difficult to quell, but this strong man is easily and simply quelled.
There are still some powerful creatures who survive, and they know what kind of means this is, but if they want to turn back to heaven and earth, they must spend a lot of money.
It's like a fine piece of ceramics, it's easy to destroy, but it's extremely difficult to restore it when it's broken.
It is indeed a great price, and this Qingmang consumes Chu Cheng's little remaining Qing.
Perhaps, the rest is clear. It was no longer possible to pull him back from the backlash of the Mask of Destiny.
Chu Cheng's gaze fell on an old woman at the end. Unlike the tall bodies of other creatures, the old woman's figure was very thin, and the most conspicuous pair of wings did not have any hairy feathers.
This is the oil running out of lamps, the thick air of death, and the three decays of the body.
"I'll carry this catastrophe for you. ”
The three decay powerhouses are exactly what Chu Cheng is looking for. Only the creatures who are standing in the third decay can use the effect of the moon to turn the dead qi into life and cleanse the blood.
A bloodied hand slowly stretched out and flicked lightly. And another clear light fell from heaven and went straight down.
Changhong is like the moon, irrigating the world and nourishing. When people looked up, they could no longer see the dust and waves above.
Then, the billowing red mist rose again. There is a giant in the sky, under the moonlight, holding an old woman in his hand.
Another life.
It's just that in this life, it is the old woman who dies and lives for life.
In an instant, there was no intention of death. A majestic vitality rises.
The giant looked up, his brow furrowed and furrowed.
He was waiting for some kind of change to start, and after a long time, that change still didn't happen.
It was the birth of the Mysterious Tribulation, and the spirit of the Thunder Origin came out again.
Time passed drop by drop, and there were countless crisp cracking sounds in the sky.
One could already see that above the huge bright moon, there were already countless cracks. This is the real collapse of the sky, the real destruction of the sky.
It's just that people didn't pay attention to the terrifying scene, but kept looking at the blood-stained man in white robes.
That's a giant, it's in the eyes of the old woman. However, in the eyes of the people, the old woman just suddenly came to the white-robed man.