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Chapter 167: Centennial Fixed Light Spar(1/2)

The divine sea is infinite, the endless avenues and mysteries gather together, and the soul is endlessly improved.

The divine sea itself is transformed by consciousness. How big the consciousness is, how big the god can be.

The consciousness here does not refer to strong consciousness, but simple conscious cognition.

To put it simply, I think that my Divine Sea can accommodate a universe, then the Divine Sea can really accommodate a universe.

This is the same even for ordinary people!

They looked up at the starry sky and saw everything in their eyes. When they dreamed at night, they also wandered among the stars.

That is because they feel that their consciousness can accommodate the galaxy, so the galaxy can reappear in their consciousness at night.

Of course, this is a kind of virtual cognition and manifestation!

It can be understood as a fantasy, it does not exist!

But, to mortals, this is false, but when the strength increases, all of this can be real.

Wang Yu has not yet reached that level of complete reality, but after breaking through the divine transformation and opening the divine sea...

Consciousness has a trace of the true Taoist aggregate, so the cognition of consciousness is transformed into the divine sea that can accommodate real things, such as those demon cores.

Although he is still unable to turn falsehood into reality, it is because his current cultivation level is not enough.

It can be predicted that as his cultivation improves, one day, whatever he thinks will become reality.

"Is this a kind of magical power that was created out of nothing?" A thought flashed through Wang Yu's mind, and then sank.

Creating something out of nothing, he can do it now, but only with mundane items.

However, items of immortal level and above cannot be done yet!

That is another level and realm!

"My way... is really strong!"

His mind turned around, and he looked at his own soul. Where were the countless mysteries piled up like bricks in his soul?

Each one exudes different auras, including the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, black and white, yin and yang, thunder, wind, earth...

There is even time and space, destiny, reincarnation...etc.

Almost everything that exists between heaven and earth can be found here!

Although it is not complete, it is only a branch trail that is less than one billionth of the real main road...

However, for him, it is enough!

His Tao is all-encompassing, but it does not swallow everything. These Tao are like seeds, constituting his core avenue.

When he understands his own way and perfects it, these seeds will grow along with his core path. What they will eventually grow into, he himself doesn’t know yet!

But you can boldly imagine that perhaps, it is not impossible to compare with the existing Three Realms Avenue and Origin Avenue!

"Zhangkong Wuhen came at the perfect time... The hundred-year-old magical power is indeed powerful and helped me a lot!"

Feeling his own growth, which is visible to the naked eye, Wang Yu is very grateful and happy.

Actually, he was very happy about Changkong Wuhen who came to trouble him.

The core avenue he understood was so powerful that even with his talent, he didn't know how much time it would take to perfect it and take it into prototype.

That was a number that made his heart stop a little!

Originally, I was thinking of dying in this Dao realm star. Relying on the fixed time effect here, I had to figure out the core Dao, at least in its prototype.

In this way, the basics are laid out, and the rest is relatively simple.

But he didn't expect that before he could do anything else, Changkong Wuhen would arrive...

Moreover, he was thoughtfully sent a hundred-year light-fixing crystal, allowing him to comprehend the magical power of a hundred-year blink, and with the help of the Eye of Agamotto, he was promoted to a thousand-year blink.

In turn, it was deduced that it lasted for a thousand years!

It acts on oneself, and the harvest of a thousand years is concentrated in one moment, that kind of effect...

Even he was a little confused!

His talent is not bad, and the achievements of every moment of cultivation are comparable to those of other monks who have not known how many years to achieve.

Coupled with the magical power that had lasted for thousands of years in this instant, it produced an almost miraculous effect on him.

The whole body is almost comparable to other living beings. I don't know how many eons or even how many calamities it will take, and the harvest of the calamity will be measured.

On this, he still spent about...

Thinking of this, he felt it, and then he was shocked: "Eighty-one Yuanhui!"

With his talent, coupled with a millennium of magical power, it actually took him eighty-one Yuanhui's time to take the prototype of his core avenue?

"That's me...if it were anyone else, who would be able to succeed?"

Wang Yu was speechless, shocked by his core path, but then he became happy.

Efforts are always directly proportional to gains!

Basic training is so difficult, but if you really succeed...then what will happen!

Tsk tsk~

Just thinking about it makes me happy again!

"Uncle Changkong Wuhen, I really don't hate you anymore!" He couldn't help but said sincerely.



In the palace surrounded by time, Long Er Dingguangxian looked at the disciple in front of him who looked like he was going crazy, with dull eyes.

He stretched out his hand, and a bit of mysterious light shone on Changkong Wuhen: "Chi'er, wake up!"

After saying this, Changkong Wuhen's dull eyes moved, and then, a little bit of spirituality slowly recovered.

He was quite dull at first, but soon recovered, and at a glance he saw the long-eared Dingguang Immortal in front of him.

After staring for a long time, his face instantly turned red, out of embarrassment.

My eyes instantly became wet, which was aggrieved!

"Master!" A shout containing endless emotions suddenly came from the hall, followed by a cry like a flood that burst a dam.

The cry was loud, pitiful, and sad, as if he had endured great grievance.

Changer Dingguangxian remained silent and watched quietly until Changkong Wuhen's cries gradually died down.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Chang'er Dingguang Xianwen asked.

"Disciple, I know I was wrong." Changkong Wuhen knelt down on the ground, his head falling deeply on the cold ground, and he said with deep emotion.

Although, his soul is now broken, his Tao heart is broken, and he has turned into a mortal.

Not only did his realm drop from Earth Immortal to Mortal Realm, he plummeted even further, not even to the level of Hedao, but to the level of Transformation God.

It's still at the level of the first mirror of transformation.

My cultivation level dropped drastically, but my heart seemed to be much brighter. After the crying session before, a lot of negative emotions were brought out.

At this moment, he actually felt that he was in better shape than before when he was still an enlightened earthly immortal.

"Well, this time was also a training for you. It was also a calamity, and you managed to get through it."

Long-eared Dingguangxian stretched out his hand towards the void and opened a passage. Filled with the power of time, it seemed that it could lead to the past and the future.

"Although the price is a little higher, the calamity is over after all, and the past naturally brings great blessings."

"After such an experience, you can go to the Tower of Time and Space to practice again. If you want to become a heavenly immortal, or even a true immortal, it will be no problem!"

The Tower of Time and Space? Isn’t that one of the several major holy places for cultivation in the religion, alongside the Dao Realm Stars?

"Master? Can I go?" Changkong Wuhen raised his head and asked in surprise.

If he could go to the Tower of Time and Space, then his current problem would not be a problem.

A blessing in disguise?

"Well, let's go." Chang'er Dingguangxian nodded, pointed his finger, and Changkong Wuhen flew into the passage involuntarily.

Immediately, the passage was closed, and only Chang Er Dingguang Immortal was left in the hall.

"Wang Yu!" After a long time, a voice without any emotion sounded.

"You have some talent for being able to hurt my disciple... Unfortunately, he's just a little too stupid."

"Do you really think I got the century-old light-fixing crystal for free? Is it a benefit?"

"A hundred years in an instant, or a hundred years in an instant, it is indeed a good magical power... used against the enemy, it will be detrimental to all directions."

"But if you use it to practice on your own...that will be different!"

The main hall is dark, and only time condenses into substance and turns into light, but only monks who can see time can see it.

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal stood in the center of the hall, with the corners of his mouth raised so much that it made people feel endless coldness and chills all over his body.

As one of the few Jiejiao disciples who has demonstrated the power of Da Luo, how could he not be able to see the outcome of the battle between his disciple and Wang Yu?
To be continued...
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