Chapter 11 The Ancient Pilgrimage Road

"Master, doesn't the world belong to the Flood Wilderness?"

"Yes or no, it's up to you how you argue. Most of the worlds were originally part of the flood famine, when the dragon and phoenix were in the first tribulation, the dragon and phoenix unicorn battle, at that time, the heavens were incomplete, it was difficult to protect the flood famine, and the endless land of the flood was shattered by many masters. Many broken desolate lands float and sink in chaos, and there are countless living beings on them, so they are a world of their own. ”

Yu Ding paused when he said this, his eyes seemed to be full of remembrance, and said: "The teacher has not yet broken away from his old body, and he has also been affected by the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, drifting in chaos......"

Yang Jian listened carefully on the side, seeing the vicissitudes of life in his master's eyes, he suddenly didn't dare to interject.

Yu Ding took him to fly across the endless sea and over the ends of the earth, and then Yu Ding propped up a golden barrier and took Yang Jian through the void.

I don't know how long it took to fly, maybe it was just Yang Jian's eyes, and the void came to an end, rushing into a gray mist.

Chaos.

Yang Jian looked back again, and could only see that there were vague spots of multicolored light behind the mist, and the desolate land had been hidden in chaos and could no longer be found.

That golden light supported the chaos, and Yu Ding flew with him very easily, obviously the Dao was profound, maybe it was not as simple as Da Luo Jin Xian.

"Master, if you don't pick me up, then how can I come back?"

"Look at that," Yu Ding raised his hand a little, and a golden light split through the heavy gray mist, revealing a blue light curtain.

The light curtain enveloped a tunnel with no end in sight, running through the sea of chaos, and there was no way to it.

In the chaos, there is no argument in all directions, I don't know the front and back, and the chaos is disorderly, with Yang Jian's cultivation, it is naturally impossible to tell where the passage is. It may only be a hundred zhang away, but it is actually millions of miles.

"It was a pilgrimage road, forged by the power of the ancient dragon clan, and it washed away a little sin for the dragon clan," Yuding Zhenren said softly.

The pilgrimage is actually literal - pilgrimage to the saint.

The six saints all have a dojo in the flood wilderness, although ordinary monks have no chance to see it, but there is the power of the saints to remain in this world, and there are countless powers, innate beings, and the imprint of the Tao left by countless powerful beings from ancient times to the present.

Therefore, although Wubuzhou is the area with the strictest supervision of the Heavenly Dao, it is also the area with the most perfect laws and Taoist rules, but all living beings have the heart of the Dao.

Although the Three Thousand Worlds are of the same origin as the current Flood Desolation Five Continents, they have some congenital deficiencies compared to the Flood Desolation Land.

Probably the most prosperous world can't compare to Xiniu Hezhou, the most barren of the five continents.

There is no way, the general trend of heaven and earth is condensed in the five continents of the flood wilderness, there are heavenly courts, earthly mansions, thirty-three heavens, four continents, four seas, and the prosperous world, which is undoubtedly the center of the world.

Although, at this time, it is no longer the same as when the ancient lich was in the same place - the golden immortals are everywhere, and the great Luo is like a dog;

But walking between heaven and earth, it is not uncommon to casually meet an immortal golden immortal.

The power is hidden in the mountains and rivers, the elixir is everywhere, the four seas are precious, one is a legend, one is a monument, the opportunity can be found everywhere, and the heaven and earth seem to reverberate with the sound of Hongmeng opening up the avenue......

For the monks, there are too many wonders and benefits in the Five Continents of the Flood Desolation, and it is naturally the holy place that all the cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds yearn for.

However, Da Luo Jin Immortal can only shuttle through chaos, how can ordinary monks survive the barrier of the Chaos Sea?

Two methods, the ancient pilgrimage path and the ancient teleportation circle.

Putting aside the ancient teleportation circle for the time being, this pilgrimage road runs through the three thousand worlds, connects many prosperous small worlds, and finally leads to the desolate land.

"It is rumored that this road is forged from the dragon bones of the battle dragons of the Hundred Great Luo Realm, and it is suppressed by a piece of the dragon bone of the ancestral dragon, and most of the children of the dragon clan will walk in it, which has great benefits. Monks of other races can also walk this path to the Flood Wilderness as long as they become immortals. ”

Yu Ding paused and sighed softly.

Yang Jian was a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong?"

"The big world that the teacher sent you to, only because of a battle of ancient powers, caused the origin to be lost, the Dao source collapsed, and the aura of heaven and earth passed slowly. When I found it there a few days ago, I found that there were only a few immortals in that piece of heaven and earth, alas. ”

Yang Jian's mouth opened, and he just wanted to say, 'Master, don't throw us into the stove', but he remembered that he was a cultivator of eight or nine Xuangong, and the external environment had little impact on him.

As if opening the conversation, Yuding sighed again: "You must know that in ancient times, only after becoming an immortal could you be qualified to be called a monk. Nowadays, a mortal can call himself a monk when he says a word of practice. ”

Yang Jian blinked, he didn't know how to answer this, so he could only listen honestly.

The various branches of the pilgrimage road are interconnected with the main road, and they do not necessarily come to the famine in the past, and the major worlds can also travel through this pilgrimage route.

Yang Jian could faintly see a figure in it, turning into a streamer and flying away.

However, if Yuding Zhenren took him, if he went to take the pilgrimage road, he would lose his identity and depreciate his name.

With the magical powers of Yuding, he swims in the sea of chaos, and he is many times faster than the creatures flying on the pilgrimage road.

Chaos is boundless, I don't know why it came about, and I don't know why it's chaotic. The Tao in the chaos is disorderly and chaotic, but it can get closer to the origin of the Dao, and Da Luo Jin Xian usually opens up a place in the chaos to retreat and comprehend.

The desolate world was born from chaos and floated in the sea of chaos, knowing only the beginning, but not the end......

Yuding took Yang Jian to fly for almost three days, during which he was answering Yang Jian's questions about cultivation.

Judging from Yuding's understanding of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, Yang Jian felt that the master should have practiced the Eight or Nine Xuangong, but if he felt it carefully, he couldn't feel the unique aura of the Eight or Nine Xuangong on the master's body, which made Yang Jian a little puzzled.

Finally, when the journey was about to reach the end, Yang Jian asked in a low voice, "Master...... Eighty-nine Xuangong, have you practiced?"

"It's been repaired, and it's scrapped again. Yuding's eyes were a little gloomy.

Yang Jian was full of surprise, but Yuding touched his head and slowly told the truth......

"It took 30,000 years of hard work to cultivate this Xuangong to the peak of the seventh realm," Yu Ding's eyes were slightly nostalgic, nostalgic for the sense of power that could suppress the golden immortal with a gesture.

"Then why ...... Scrapped ......"

Yuding smiled peacefully, "Just because the master practiced halfway, he already had his own way, and the eight or nine Xuangong was very domineering, and at that time, he had to wear out the way of the teacher himself." The choice between the two phases is that the only way to be a teacher is to turn the Xuan Gong away. ”

Yang Jian suddenly realized, but then admired Yuding Zhenren even more.

Cultivation is a difficult thing, and it is even more difficult to dissolve Xuangong, and it is not easy for the master to make a choice.

If you change him, ask yourself, maybe he will grit his teeth and try to be a fellow practitioner of the two dharmas.

I have to say that Master Yuding deserves the praise of the word 'stable'.

"Master, then do I still have to cultivate the Three Lives Biluo Technique?" Yang Jian asked worriedly.

"Although other methods cannot be cultivated, but the three-life Biluo recipe can be unharmed," Yu Ding said, "The three-life biluo recipe is the method of cultivating the primordial gods, and this method emphasizes the separation of the primordial gods and the physical body, and does not affect each other. At that time, the teacher deduced that only these two methods could be practiced at the same time, and the power was extraordinary. ”

Yang Jian scratched his head and asked, "If the sage master and ancestor all feel that these two methods are extraordinary, why doesn't the master re-cultivate them?"

"Stupid apprentice!" Yu Ding raised his hand and knocked twice on the back of Yang Jian's head, "Is there any mystic method that is more suitable for oneself than one's own way? When you reach the peak of the Eightfold Realm, if you can step out of your own path, it will be an earth-shattering step!"

Yang Jian seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and grinned a few times.

The gray fog in front of them thinned out, and the direction they traveled did not change, and in an instant, they broke into a void.

This time, the real person of Yuding flew a little slower, and this dark void did not flash away.

Yang Jian saw that the piece of land that was floating in the void was not much away at this time, and the land looked like a sand table......

Slightly disappointed, this is still the place where the 'sky is round', not the stars, otherwise, Yang Jian thought that he would have a chance to go back to his hometown to see.

Forget it, I don't want to think about this for now.

Yuding continued to fly forward with him, and the sand table also rapidly enlarged.

The mountains above it are innumerable, if thousands of dragons prostrate on the ground;

The rivers are scattered like cobwebs, like the veins of the earth;

The plains are full of people, the big city is like a astrolabe, the blood of the living beings is pervasive, and the air clouds are magnificent.

It's just that......

Although this land was luxuriant, they didn't feel much heaven and earth aura, and as the distance narrowed, they fell towards a mountain range near a plain, and there was no immortal aura on the mountain range, only a few villages and a few ancient temples.

Yuding's words were also a little lonely, "This is it." ”

Yang Jian's big black jewel-like eyes blinked and blinked, and finally he could only look at his master.

Although the Eighth and Ninth Xuangong does not have such a great demand for the environment of heaven and earth, if there is no aura in this heaven and earth, what can he use to refine his body?

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice.