The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

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Taoism has reached its current state. Mingyu knows that even if his body dies, as long as his true spirit is immortal, he can reunite the Tao body with the power of the rules in his body, and truly achieve an immortal body.

"The saint's soul rests on the way of heaven. The starting point must be the fire of rules in my body." Mingyu thought of this and suddenly separated a trace of the soul's energy and slowly approached the fire of rules. Unexpectedly, as soon as it got close, the flame roared, and a burst of fireworks shot up towards the breath of the soul. In an instant, the breath of the soul was burned, and only an extremely weak imprint of the soul entered into the fire of rules.

"This..." Mingyu was a little stunned. He didn't expect the fire of rules to be so powerful. The breath of Mingyu's soul was so powerful that it was burned away as soon as it came close, leaving only a little trace of the soul's imprint contained in it. With this primordial mark, Mingyu's primordial aura in the Fire of Rules obviously increased slightly.

"Am I going to continue to use the fire of rules to refine the breath of the soul in the future, and let the fire of rules attract the brand of the soul?" Mingyu's face suddenly darkened. Mingyu didn't care about the Breath of the Soul, but this was clearly to mark his soul in the fire of rules. Mingyu finally understood why the sage said that he would not be destroyed after countless calamities, and that his soul rested on the way of heaven. If you place the brand of your own soul on the heavenly path, your body will be destroyed in form and spirit. You can also use this mark to reunite your soul and restore your true body. As long as the law of heaven is immortal. It’s really strange that a saint can be destroyed.

Mingyu's understanding of the way of heaven is based on the current way of thinking, just like the way of heaven is a car. Recall that Hongjun combined his body with the Dao and became one with the Dao of Heaven. Hongjun is the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven is Hongjun. This is like a person and a car merging into one, turning into an Autobot like a metamorphic steel. The person is the car and the car is the person.

The saint is the passenger who sits in the Autobot. As long as the Autobot is immortal, the people sitting in it will naturally not die either. The saint's soul is placed in the way of heaven, which is like a person keeping a part of his thinking and genes in the Autobots. After death, another body is cloned, and the backup thoughts are transferred into the cloned body. It will be as if you are not dead. In this way, you will achieve a state of immortality.

Mingyu didn't know whether his speculation and understanding was right or wrong, so he could only make assumptions out of thin air. Thinking of the end, I felt like my mind was in a mess. Suo Sheng shook his head and got rid of this distracting thought. He laughed at himself: "I can't imagine the state of a saint now, so I'd better practice slowly and honestly."

Mingyu walked across the wilderness and now he has just opened an opening, walking out of the wild land of the southwest. His original intention was to find a trace of the aura left by Pangu when he opened the world through understanding the ancient land, and use this as an opportunity for breakthrough. I never thought that I could kill the evil corpse so easily. In this way, crossing the wilderness becomes meaningless. However, Mingyu is not a person who gives up halfway. Although he killed the evil corpse, he knows that he is still a long way from the Hunyuan Heavenly Way.

The Three Purities established a religion and became a saint. You can't also establish a religion yourself. Again. Overseas is also not a place to establish a religion. Mingyu suddenly realized that if he wanted to achieve the holy path, he really had no choice.

With random thoughts in my mind, I walked forward again. Mingyu's Taoism was greatly different from his previous mentality. At this time, Mingyu made great progress. The mind was divided into two. On the one hand, the soul transformed into wisps of breath and was refined into a brand by the fire of rules. On the other hand, the consciousness sank into the ground through the body, sensing the heaven and earth.

The imprint of the soul in the fire of rules continues to be completed, and Mingyu becomes more and more sensitive to the sense of heaven. With yet another new discovery, Mingyu couldn't help but imagine that one day he would be able to condense the imprint of a complete human spirit in the flames of rules. Will that mean he truly controlled the rules?

His mind sank into the flames of rules, and Mingyu couldn't help but sigh when he saw only a tiny, almost invisible trace of the soul mark. Differentiating the breath of the soul and refining it with the regular flames is a meticulous job, and it is also a hard work. During the refining process, Mingyu had to devote most of his mind to slowly realizing it, and the imprint formed in one day was only one billionth of the soul.

Fortunately, Mingyu was mentally prepared. For hundreds of millions of years, not to mention himself, the other six quasi-sages would not be able to achieve the Hunyuan Heavenly Way. You can toss slowly.

"After mastering the rules of space, the next step is to control. Now it seems that if you want to truly achieve it, you have to wait until the complete imprint of the soul is formed in the flame of rules." The power of rules in Mingyu's body is mainly based on the rules of space. . The rules of time reincarnation only account for a very small proportion.

Beyond the primitive wilderness is the territory of the Wu Clan. This place is where the Zhurong tribe is located. Mingyu does not intend to visit Zhurong, but will take a detour and stay away from the Wu tribe. Walk north again.

Now that the lich has stopped fighting, the wilderness is prospering. Many monks directly occupied a spiritual vein and opened caves. There are even single demon tribes living a semi-hermit life. When he saw Mingyu passing by, he ignored him. After cutting off the thoughts of the evil corpse, Mingyu seemed to have no magic power at all. After the soul was restrained, it was not something that ordinary monsters or monks could see.

I had originally encountered an evil path that blocked the way, but I didn't expect that the journey would be safe. Mingyu was greatly surprised, but didn't think much about it. Except for a few great supernatural powers in the ancient times, Mingyu had no idea what the power of the monks was. Along the way, I gained a lot of knowledge. Most of the one hundred and eight cave heavens and blessed lands have already been born. The demon clan took part of it, and the rest was also owned, and it even gained a huge reputation in the prehistoric times.

Mingyu once passed by a cave, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, and he found that it turned out to be a Daluo Jinxian who had already cast the Taoist foundation. Thinking of Hongjun's gift of Luotian Purple Qi when he heard the sermon three times back then, Mingyu guessed that almost all those who could occupy the blessed land of Dongtian would have a share.

"It doesn't matter if you get Luo Tian's Purple Qi, or if you occupy the great position of Da Luo! Unless you are not involved in cause and effect, you will inevitably die and the Tao will disappear. A Taoist who is as strong as Hongyun will also perish, and if he does not become a saint, he will eventually become an ant!"

Seeing these cave masters calling them ancestors, Mingyu couldn't help but sigh secretly. In the ancient wilderness, lich, witches and qi refiners lived together. On the whole, it was quite harmonious, and even the fights were minor. Mingyu met him and ignored him, which made him feel a sense of detachment. Observing all living beings, understanding their seven emotions and six desires, I gained insights from time to time.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed by...

A mountain with a height of thousands of feet, Mingyu has been sitting on top of it for thousands of years. This peak is not a scenic spot in Lingshan Mountain, it is just an extremely ordinary peak. There are no lichs within thousands of miles around, so the Qi Refiner will not choose to settle here. On the contrary, Mingyu's home is a rare and peaceful place.

Whenever Mingyu had some insights, he would choose a high mountain and start to meditate. In Mingyu's eyes, whether it is a spiritual mountain or not is no longer important. As long as he is willing, the vitality of thousands of miles of heaven and earth can be gathered into a small inch with the wave of his hand.

"Why!"

Mingyu slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a puff of turbid air, and couldn't help but sigh. He frowned in distress, shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "It's so difficult to make progress now! I don't know when I will reach this level of perfection."

In the millions of years since Mingyu's Taoism broke through, Mingyu feels that he has not made any progress. It made him feel so uncomfortable. He had occasionally gained enlightenment while walking in the wilderness, and he had entered samadhi on this unknown mountain. Thousands of years had passed. There is no sense of spiritual advancement at all.

This is not to say that Mingyu has not made any progress at all, but that he has passed the point where his Taoism suddenly improves once he has some insights. As he used the flame of rules to refine the soul brand every day, his Taoism also improved slightly. Naturally, he felt as if there was no progress at all.

"I haven't been back to Yingtai Mountain for many years. I wonder how things have changed now?" Mingyu suddenly thought that it had been some years since he left Yingtai Mountain, and he didn't remember it until now. I couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that I was really too immersed in it and forgot everything.

This time he entered samadhi, which was the longest time Mingyu had ever traveled. He had no intention of continuing. Apart from wasting time, for Mingyu, there is not much gain. Thinking about a few close friends I know. Mingyu plans to visit Yier.

Just as he was thinking to himself, suddenly several rays of light flew from the sky. "Huh?" Mingyu was a little strange and couldn't help but look carefully. The first ray of brilliance contained a strong aura of the Five Elements, and five colors of light bloomed, followed by five rays of brilliance. Mingyu could tell at a glance that these five rays of light belonged to the five elements and were chasing the Taoist in front.

"The Taoist practices practiced by these five Taoists are rare. They actually belong to the Five Elements, and each is skilled in one. When the Five Elements are united, there will be great achievements." Mingyu couldn't help but look at the five Taoists, and began to deduce that these five The mystery of the Taoist practice. With Mingyu's knowledge, he could deduce that it was 20-30%.

The Taoist leader was sweating profusely and was running away in a hurry. My heart is bitter and unbearable, it is really a bad year. If people do things at home, disaster will come from heaven. After all, he was also a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he didn't expect to find himself in such a situation today.

"It's just that I was too confident and wanted to rely on the useless five-color divine light to deal with the enemy. I didn't expect that the skills practiced by these five Taoists were so strange." One of the escaping Taoists was named Kong Xuan. The son of the Phoenix, the first peacock in the world attained enlightenment.

He was born less than tens of thousands of years ago. Before his transformation, he had five divine feathers on his tail, each with magical powers. After Kong Xuanyi transformed, he refined these five divine feathers into his own magical power, the five-color divine light. The power of this five-color divine light is extraordinary, it can touch everything, and it holds a first-class mystery. It's just that Kong Xuan has not yet refined the five-color divine light due to his own Taoist magic power. In addition, such magical power is made from the five natural divine feathers at his tail. Before he merges with the soul, he can still obtain it from him. It fell off the body.

Kong Xuan knew that he was a humble person, and he was afraid that others would have evil intentions towards him, so he always lived in seclusion. Unexpectedly, someone with malicious intentions came to my door. The five Taoists behind him are proficient in the Five Elements Taoism, and each of them has mastered one discipline. The five elements are integrated into one, and they are the best at combining attacks. He took a fancy to Kong Xuan's five-color divine light and wanted to use it to refine his magical powers.

I didn't expect Kong Xuan to be so slippery, but Taiyi Daoxing couldn't hold him back for a while. The five Taoists were very angry. The majestic Daluo Golden Immortal can't do anything to a Taiyi Golden Immortal. If this spreads out, how can he gain a foothold in the ancient times. (!) More ‘small’ says, ‘full’ in ‘stars’ ‘book’, ‘! The latest chapter of "The Ancient Mingyu" Chapter 197: The Holy Way, the Peacock Escapes is compiled and uploaded by Xingyue Book Bar ()