In the land of Wubu Continent, there seemed to be a turbulent dark tide under the tranquility, and the elites of the Chaotian Pavilion who quietly gathered in the void did not alarm the Meishan monks in the northwest corner of the Central Shenzhou.

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In the Xuandu City, the jade man looked at a few broken walls, where there was a Taoist man with long hair standing with his hands in his hands, sometimes closing his eyes, sometimes opening his eyes, as if he was exploring something.

Near and far, both of them were waiting for Yang Jian's return, although Yang Jian had just entered for only half a day, but between the eyebrows of the Xuandu Grand Master, there was already a little worried look.

"Don't really have anything wrong with this kid, go forward with such a big grin, and I'm not afraid...... Tsk, that's ......."

Xuandu groaned a few times, but did not rush in, still standing there just waiting.

Yang Jian's Yuan Shen cultivation was not outstanding, and when he wanted to return, if there was no one to guide him here, it would be impossible for him to find a way out.

"Let's wait and see," Xuandu muttered twice, and his powerful divine sense reached into the overlapping and chaotic world ahead, following the figure that was constantly moving forward.

In Xuandu's opinion at this time, Yang Jian was just walking in the gray fog step by step, looking around.

And the Xuandu Grand Master naturally knows the treacherous place in this saint's tomb, every step is a heaven and earth, and every step will fall into the dangerous place of the evolution of a saint's humanity.

Like Yang Jian, just taking a look from afar, and directly detouring and turning back is actually the safest way; although it is possible to let go of many opportunities, at least there will be no danger to his life.

Treasure hunting, the most taboo greed.

Yang Jian's purpose is clear, it is to come to Dinghai Divine Pearl, even if it is a glimpse and feels the breath of the innate treasure, Yang Jian will retreat quite cautiously.

It's just that this kind of heart is very rare in Xuandu's opinion.

"Where will the orb be?"

Yang Jian muttered in a low voice, lest the sound be too loud to alarm something.

As long as he thought that he might have the bones of a saint who was said to be immortal and immortal under his feet, Yang Jian's heart was furious.

Every time you take a step, there will be a different rhyme, but most of the rhymes are incomplete;

Every time I pass half a zhang, I feel as if I have stepped on a world, and there will be a scene in front of me that I have never seen before.

It was as if countless heavens and countless small worlds were squeezed here, and Qiankun was like a book with infinite pages, and he was roaming the world on each page.

Tomb of the Saint......

It's kind of peculiar.

Yang Jian thought that there would be many mechanisms and countless prohibitions, but after coming in, he didn't feel half hostile to himself, an outsider.

Even, even if there is a trap, it is directly in front of you, as long as you are not tempted, you can continue to move forward unharmed.

Yang Jian walked step by step, the Dao Yun around him changed and changed, and the scene in front of him turned and turned.

He has never been able to find the whereabouts of the Dinghai Divine Pearl, so he has been walking like this, bypassing it when he encounters danger, or retreating and finding other paths.

In the past half a day, he didn't feel anything dangerous here, he was a little disappointed in his heart.

Sure enough, as the master said, you don't need to hold a sword to enter the tomb of the saint, and you can be safe and secure if your Dao heart is stable.

Until, a stone tablet appeared on the front road, and Yang Jian walked out ten zhang away, and the universe did not change.

There were a few complicated characters engraved on the stone tablet that Yang Jian couldn't understand, but Yang Jian looked at it for a while, and there were a few more words in his heart.

This is the text of the Great Dao, born in the five days of the Heavens, and it is a very clever means to convey information to future generations, and it cannot be written by non-Dao saints.

And the message carried by these four characters also turned into simple words that he could understand in Yang Jian's heart:

"If you pass through the realm of the heart, you can enter the holy gates. ”

The so-called Heart Sea Realm is the endless world evolved by the remnants of the saints buried here, and it is also the 'culprit' that caused only one side of Xuandu City to enter and exit the Chaos Sea.

The Tao of every saint can recreate heaven and earth, and after the spirit of these saints is extinguished, there are still incomplete Tao rules to circulate.

What Yang Jian saw along the way was just a corner of the heart realm, and many of the scenes in it were the mutilated memories of the saint's remnants, but they were 'concrete' and turned into a real world.

Such a damaged world must be dangerous and abnormal, and a master like Xuandu would not dare to say that he was completely sure of retreating.

In the realm of the sea of hearts, there were originally a few saints, and there were also many treasures, if you sacrifice your life, maybe you can really gain something......

It's a pity that these were all things before Qianhong moved the treasures of the Hollow Sea Realm.

The small semi-innate spirit treasures and most of the innate treasures that are now circulating in the flood wilderness were brought out by Qianhong in this place.

Ahem, let's get down to business.

These four sermons, in addition to introducing the realm of the sea of hearts, also have a warning:

'Behind the stele is the resting place of all the saints, and it is not to be disturbed. ’

The deterrent effect of these words is not as great as that of a sentence of 'forbidden land'.

Yang Jian made a gesture to the stele as if he was looking, and he was about to bypass the stele and continue to explore.

Yuding Zhenren once said, Dinghai Shenzhu was originally a set of thirty-six, it was a magic weapon of a great road saint in the Taisu era, and then the saint fell, this set of jewels was snatched by two saints, one of the saints got twelve, and one saint got twenty-four.

In the era of the flood and famine, twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads were born first, which were obtained by the Tongtian Sect Master.

Therefore, if you can find the tomb of the saint who got the twelve Dinghai Divine Beads, it is very likely that you will find the remaining twelve Dinghai Divine Beads.

This is the clue that Yang Jian has mastered, now that he has arrived at the tomb of the real saint, if he doesn't go in and search, how can he be willing to give up?

As soon as he bypassed the stone stele, the scenery in Yang Jian's eyes suddenly changed!

With the parched earth under his feet and the low gloomy sky overhead, there were huge volcanoes on the horizon, and the volcanoes were emitting clouds of strange shapes, which shimmered with brilliant brilliance and filled the whole place of heaven and earth.

There is no limit to this world, and the huge volcano on the edge of the sky does not know how far away he is.

Even, Yang Jian's heart was flooded with a little ridiculous intuition.

Even if you use the Seventy-Two Transformation and Flying Feather Escape Technique, you will never be able to fly in front of these volcanoes!

Compared with this, the clouds and mist floating from the top of these 'volcanoes' attracted Yang Jian's mind again.

Yang Jian's eyes bloomed with divine light, staring at the clouds and mist continuously, raising his hand and patting his forehead, opening the reincarnation divine eye.

At that moment, Yang Jian couldn't help but gasp.

Those clouds and mist are actually patches of bright stars! Yang Jian really didn't want to use these two words to describe these clouds and mist, but what he saw with his eyes was a familiar and unfamiliar situation.

Universe!?

Every cloud and mist is a piece of cosmic space as he knows it?

The hazy nebulae, the swirling galaxies, the smallest particles of dust that make up this cloud and mist, are the stars that emit light and heat?

Your hometown is also here, in these clouds?

What do you say about the desolate world, what do you say about the Chaos Sea, and what do you say about the five innate wives?

The volcanoes lined up in the sky, the tombs of saints, the clouds and mist rising from the tombs of saints, the clouds and mist everywhere, and the cosmic space everywhere......

As if enchanted, he stretched out his right hand to the clouds, and a big man appeared all over his body.

The vertical eyes on his forehead slowly closed, Yang Jian covered his forehead, and slowly knelt on the ground, stunned at the clouds and mist for a while.

What the hell is going on?

At this moment, a soft sound came from behind him.

"This fellow Daoist, the saint buried here, can there be your ancestor?"

Yang Jian was startled, and immediately forcibly suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and stood up vigilantly.

Behind him, there was an illusory middle-aged Taoist floating in his hand, as if Yang Jian was very vigilant, standing more than ten feet away.

This person made a Dao Yi to Yang Jian, and if you look carefully, this Dao is also a little different from the Dao Yi in the flood wilderness.

"I just met with Daoyou, and I am the Heart Boundary Monument, guarding this place. The man smiled, "I originally thought that the little brother was here to hunt for treasure, so I didn't want to show up to see him, but I never thought that he was here to worship." ”

Worship......

Yang Jian didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either, he just said: "Senior, I have confusion in my heart, I don't know if my predecessor can answer a question or two for me." ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"These mountains...... Is it the tomb of a saint?"

The Daoist of the Boundary Monument chuckled and bowed his head, and his words carried a little emotion, "Yes, under every tomb, there is a saint who has been a powerful man, but unfortunately, they died one by one for the sake of the living spirit world. ”

There are more than 100 mountains in the sky!

"All dead?"

"Well, they're all dead in battle," the Boundary Monument Daoist smiled embarrassedly, "I also heard from the people who came here to hunt for treasures. ”

Yang Jian asked again: "These saints, are they the saints of the Taiji realm?"

"What Daoist friends say, I don't understand a little, what is the Taiji Realm?" the Daoist of the Boundary Monument looked puzzled, and his eyes were not fake.

Yang Jian's heart was even more shocked, could it be that this place was in the earlier period of the innate fifth wife?

Yes, there were a few ripples in Yang Jian's heart.

The tomb of the saint seems to have existed for a long time, and it once descended on the Taisu Realm, and after the chaos of the Taisu Realm, it was placed in the Chaos Sea by the saints of the Taisu Realm, and built the current Xuandu City outside the tomb.

In other words, the tomb of the saint here is, at least, a product of Tai Chi.

Now listening to what the people of this monument say, it may even be before Taisu and Taiji, and even more ancient times......

Yang Jian muttered, "Who can kill so many saints......

"Naturally, it is the enemy of the living spirit world," the Daoist of the Boundary Monument also sighed a little, "The Tao is balanced, life and death, existence and non-existence, endless living beings come from that simple line, and maybe they will end up with the simplest line." ”

Yang Jian: ......

Forget it, I don't understand.

"Dare to ask the seniors, the clouds and mist floating above these mountain passes seem to be the same as the world......"

"Ah, those," the Boundary Monument Daoist stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the clouds and mist, and said with a smile, "That's a skill that only saints have." ”

Yang Jian asked, "What kind of skill?"

"None of the living beings want to be left behind, and the saints have completed all the sublimations of the living beings and reached the apex of the Tao, but they are still living beings. But every living being, even if his heart is dead and silent, he himself does not want to die. ”

"These clouds appear from the moment the saint dies...... I also heard from people who came here, and they said that there are illusory heavens and earths in these clouds and mist, which are the illusory worlds that the Sage Dao performed at the end, and do not exist in the Chaos Sea. ”

"The true spirit of the saint is wandering in it, and if one day, the true spirit of the saint finds its way back, they will be able to return in these illusory heavens and earth, and the saint will come back to life again. ”

The Boundary Monument Daoist sighed faintly, "Anyway, I haven't seen any saints come back. ”

On the side, Yang Jian had already clenched his palms inexplicably.

Illusory world......

Seeing Yang Jian's frowns, the Daoist of the Boundary Monument said with a smile: "Don't you understand? These are probably the dreams of the saint after his long sleep." ”

Dreamland...... A dream after the saint's long sleep?

Hearing this, Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, a tear fell from the corner of his eye inexplicably, and his tightly clenched fist slowly stretched out.

If the heaven and earth with only stars are just an illusory world created after the saint's eternal sleep, then where did he come from?