Chapter 1156 - Unspeakable

The universe is vast, and the mysteries are endless.

This is a world where there is no end to cognition! Mortals envy the monks who fly to the sky, Zhuji envy Jin Dan's dominance, Jin Dan envy Yuan Ying for enjoying immortality, and Yuan Ying envy Zhenjun for attaining the Dao Divine Soul...... And further up?

There are still countless uncharted realms! Not even the Yang God can touch them.

The cultivation realm is such a place, the more you know, the more extensive you experience, only then you realize your insignificance, and you can't help but be in the vast universe.

There is such a place, it is far away in the sky, and it is close in front of you, and if you don't reach the level of decay, you can't feel its calling, its existence only exists in the consciousness space of the monk, you can't speak, you can't speak, you can't preach, you can't speak, you can't preach.

That's why the Yang God, and the monks below the Yang God, called it the unspeakable place.

It is as wide as the universe, as if infinite, as if it is condensed as substance, like an endless cloud, there are no stars, no natives, only the vastness, as if it is a space connecting another world.

This is an unspeakable place, and there is still a trace of the chaos of the beginning of the universe of heaven and earth, and what fills it is the power of various innate avenues, pure and majestic......

I wonder how many epochs later, why can such a space still be preserved?

There was a faint thunder vibration, like a drop of water dropping in boiling oil, and the entire unspeakable land was caught in the mutual struggle of the Innate Dao, which was a fierce confrontation that could not be seen with human eyes......

A figure emerged from the re-stabilized spiritual cloud, with skin like an old tree, eyebrows and cheeks, and his divine sense expanded to millions of miles around, and said softly:

"Is Jia Daoyou okay?"

Millions of miles away, a weak divine will came, "Fortunately, is it the current mana, it's better than building a foundation!"

The old man Shou Mei nodded, "In this way, it will be soon, in a hundred years, Daoyou will go one step further and step into the decline of the Yuan Shen!"

The divine consciousness hidden in the clouds was full of boundless sorrow, "Hey, what if it's over? But what? Everyone says that cultivation is really good, but who knows that cultivation is really hard until old age! I knew that today, being detained in such a boring place, it is really better to be as free and carefree as a foundation building and small repair!"

The old man smiled, "You don't think that way when you build the foundation! Moreover, doing minor repairs may not be carefree." ”

Shenyi replied, "It seems that Song Daoyou's battle for the Book of Heaven this time is very easy, but I don't know who are going to go this time?"

The old man Shou Mei sighed, "Nanshanzi, Yijia Weng, Lu Renjia, it's probably these three, so, there is another hundred years, you don't want to think about the east and west, and remember to go out and be happy, this time you are eliminated, you are also in danger, there is no advantage!"

The owner of that divine will appeared from the cloud of inspiration, but he was a bearded man, sitting barefoot, and from time to time picking his toes with his hand, and then putting them in front of his nose to sniff, in a very intoxicated manner.

"My athlete's foot, even after experiencing the decay of my body, is still there?

If you go out, you must go out, and if you hold it here for a long time, I'm afraid that I won't die of decay, and I'll have to suffocate to death! It's just a few years, and if I don't interfere with the main realm, I won't get much cause and effect, so don't worry, right?"

The old man Shou Mei sighed, "It's up to you, I'm at your stage, and I often can't bear to be lonely, and I always want to go out to take a look, how the master is, those disciples and grandchildren, but they are still alive, but now, it's light, what if it's in, what's not there? After all, everything comes back to the avenue, and those who survive may not be better than gone!"

The big man who picked his feet smiled and said: "I am alone, and I have been guided and taken care of by you all these years, so why don't I run for you? Old man, where are your roots? I don't think I have heard you say it?"

The old man Shou Mei was silent for a moment, sighed, and flew out of his sleeve with two clear lights, flying towards the big man who picked his feet.

"The old man was born in Zuo Zhou, and in recent years, every time he thinks about it, he always has a sense of unease;

The big man who picked his feet laughed, "Old man, you are also a mouthful, obviously you have practiced all the tricks, but you still say that you look down on it, and it is also hypocritical!

The old man Shou Mei reminded: "You need to remember, transfer the moment technique for me, the cause and effect are in me, you have very little touch, and you can't get in the way!" But if you take action in person, it will not only be cause and effect, but also the additional punishment that the next Heavenly Book will give you, your situation is irresistible, remember to remember!"

The big man nodded, "I can save it!" It's not the first time I've gone out. ”

...... In the same space, in a distant unspeakable place, an old man in a black robe sighed, stood up, and prepared to step out of this inexplicable space,

Every time, after the rearrangement of the Heavenly Book, it is the best opportunity for the monks here to deal with their private affairs, because they have obtained a rare hundred years of respite, and they will generally go out within ten years, and then they will return here, in the torment of the declining realm, waiting for another Heavenly Book to be eliminated after a hundred years.

Of course, this is only the choice of a very small number of monks, coming to this inexplicable place, most of the monks will not take a step in their lives until they die, or ascend to a higher realm, I heard that there, is the realm of immortals, they can enjoy freedom, unrestrained, and come and go freely.

The black-robed old man can't do it! The land of his inheritance will always be in a turbulent and dangerous situation, and in the long river of time, there have been many seniors in the declining realm who have sacrificed their paths for that eternal wandering realm, not directly intervening, but in many other ways, such as frequent production of rectifiers,

The Crafting Moment Technique had a great impact on the Decaying Realm Cultivator, he had always been very strange and powerful as his Inheritance Land, so why did his predecessors pay so much? Even his own path could be abandoned? But now he understood that his Inheritance Land had once again fallen into a critical moment of life and death.

This time, it's his turn!

He can't use his power in the Overworld, because he still wants to return here and continue his path, and those predecessors have fallen here, he can't fall! In his intuition, it is difficult for his inheritance land to decline again, at least not for 10,000 years, and he is the last one.

If the Land of Inheritance loses the protection of the declining realm, he can't imagine what will happen to them with the depth of their grudges and the breadth of their hatred, so he must be very careful to use his discipline to ensure that the timing is accurate and the response is correct.

For this reason, he would rather run in person than worry about handing over a few precious moments to his boring disciples and grandchildren.

...... Feeling that two beings had come out of the unspeakable, in the depths of the clouds, a Taoist sighed,

Originally, in his judgment, the land of his own inheritance was in danger this time, but there were so many variables, and he couldn't help but be unsatisfied, and the decline of the Dao heart would also have a small ripple because of this intervention, but fortunately, he was an indirect attacker, and the impact was not great.

So with a wave of the sleeve of the robe, a clear light came out of the sleeve, and in a blink of an eye, there was no trace.