The Pan King of the Ancient World Proved the Way

His expression became more solemn.

He was absolutely sure that the fairy grass had no intelligence at all, but it attacked him inexplicably.

He grabbed it from the air to catch the fairy grass.

If you don't want to, pull out the radish and bring out the mud. As soon as he moved, wherever he looked, fairy flowers and grasses jumped up and launched various attacks.

King Pan did not dodge or evade, and allowed these attacks to fall on him.

After making a fuss for a while, the numerous fairy flowers and grasses finally stopped.

"What a strange formation!"

He noticed that many formations had been artificially added to the innate formation underground on this fairy island. It was these formations that controlled the jelly grass and fairy flowers to launch the attack.

King Pan asked himself that he did not have the ability to add formations to the innate formation without affecting the operation of the formation itself.

What made him even more confused was that the strength of those who had the ability to modify innate formations must be earth-shattering, but the attack just now couldn't even hurt an ordinary Golden Immortal.

His heart was pounding.

Since a quasi-sage has come to this fairy island, even if he is only in the early stage of the quasi-sage, he might have left behind some adventures, just like what he did in the prehistoric continent.

He wanted to know the difference between Longhan's method of achieving the quasi-sacred realm in the First Tribulation of Longhan and that taught by Taoist Hongjun.

Chapter 15: Happy to receive a spiritual treasure

King Pan stretched his arms, and the immortal kingdom spread out, covering the entire fairy island.

The shadow of a vast, raging river appeared above his head. It had only a beginning but no end. It was indescribably majestic.

The long river of destiny, also called the long river of time, records the present, past and future of every living being and every thing.

His figure moved, going against the long river of fate, towards the past time and space.

He is a Daluo Jinxian, so he does not have to imitate ordinary immortals and go on adventures when the road ahead is unknown.

Ten thousand years ago, twenty thousand years ago, one hundred thousand years ago.

Suddenly, he found some clues about a hundred thousand years ago.

This result surprised him, because this time was after the first sermon in Zixiao Palace. During this time period, all the quasi-sage powers in the prehistoric world have clearly disappeared.

"Which powerful person is this? He made a special trip to the future to make plans?"

King Pan was shocked.

It should be understood that the past and the future are two completely different concepts.

There is only one thing in the past, but there are countless possibilities in the future. No great power is willing to expend effort to travel to the future, because the future is highly likely to be illusory, and only a very small probability will develop into reality.

"No, maybe, some powerful person from the future has returned to the past."

"But in the future, the six great saints will return to their thrones, the general trend of heaven will emerge, and the binding force of the river of destiny will be incredibly strong. How can other great powers be allowed to return to the past?"

King Pan felt that his mind was going into chaos and he couldn't think of a clue no matter how hard he thought.

"Past or future..."

He struggled for a while, but still leaned toward it.

After Hongjun Daozu merged with Taoism, he had to pay a huge price for trying to change history. If he failed to climb the wall, he would be imprisoned in a place of eternal calamity.

Only in the era when Taoist Hongjun has not yet joined the Tao, and when the future is illusory, and enters the future time and space, can the chess pieces be laid.

"It can only be said that this person's attainments in the way of heaven are extremely terrifying!"

King Pan sighed briefly and observed the situation of the Immortal Island in the void.

Compared with one hundred thousand years later, on the Fairy Island one hundred thousand years ago, all kinds of fairy grass and medicine grew more lush, full of vitality and full of fairy spirit. On the fairy island, there is also a faint fairy aura.

The mountain is not high. If there is an immortal, then there will be a spirit.

Everything that has been touched by the powerful immortals will be invisibly infected by the immortal light and divine light of the powerful immortals, and will receive great benefits.

There are some sayings in later generations that the fairy stone that educated Sun Wukong was where the Empress Nuwa once rested. This statement may not be able to withstand verification in ancient times, but if Nuwa Empress really fell on an ordinary stone, the stone would inevitably turn into a human form and become an immortal.

Saints need mounts precisely to prevent many immortals from being created out of thin air.

Imagine that when Yuanshi Tianzun broke through the Nine-Meander Yellow River formation, he stepped on the beach. Thousands of years later, no one knows how many grains of sand survived the thunder and became an immortal.

King Pan sensed the concentration of the aura in the void on the fairy island, and constantly calculated the source location of the aura.

The closer you get to the center of the fairy island, the stronger the concentration of aura becomes, and even the laws of heaven and earth are becoming distorted.

Finally, his eyes fell on a small tower that appeared in black and white.

Wait, Xiaota? !

He used his spiritual thoughts to explore the small tower, but surprisingly found nothing.

What can be seen with the naked eye cannot be perceived with the mind?

Suddenly, above the small tower, an extremely obscure promotion wave passed over, like sand falling into a sea, unusually weak.

King Pan's expression changed, and the next moment, his magic power dissipated and returned to the original time and space.

He already knew at this time that the hands and feet used in the innate magic circle were just to attract attention and had no lethality.

He was both excited and excited. As he expected, that small tower was an innate spiritual treasure.

Looking for spiritual roots, looking for spiritual roots, and finding an innate spiritual treasure, he couldn't help but be excited.

He strode to the center of the fairy island and looked at the location where he saw the small tower a hundred thousand years ago.

One hundred thousand years ago, this place was a pool. One hundred thousand years later, it became a sand dune. It is nothing like this after all the changes in the sea.

The memory of Daluo Jinxian is unparalleled by that of ordinary people. He accurately remembers the location of the small tower.

"go!"

He bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and transformed into a clone in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, asking him to dig the small tower.

The clone curled his lips, did not object, and took a step forward into the sand dunes.

The next moment, the clone stamped its feet, and an explosion exploded at its feet. A small tower covered with sand flew out of the sand and was thrown high into the sky.

The clone had quick eyesight and quick hands. He reached out and grabbed the small tower and took it into his hand.

"No curse!"

"There is no residual soul!"

"No strange poison!"

After the clone used mana to rinse the small tower, he reported.

"Check again to see if there is any space-time image inside!"

King Pan is very stable, not in a hurry, and always on guard against others. Moreover, as long as he is a senior expert, he always likes to leave some inexplicable tests.

The next moment, the clone's expression changed, his body suddenly twisted, and he was pulled into the small tower by an unknown force.

The void instantly calmed down, leaving King Pan in shock.

He stretched out a hand and froze the scene.

The power coming from the small tower was above the law, and it was a power that he could not understand.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on sensing the clone's situation.

In a space filled with black and white qi, there are yin and yang qi everywhere, continuously.

The clone stood alone at the junction of Yin and Yang, looking blank.

Suddenly, a gleaming ray of light lit up in the space, and a transparent shadow emerged from the ray of light. The yin and the yang surged. In his eyes, there was an endless scene of the birth and death of the world and the surging avenue.

"Quasi-sacred realm power!"

King Pan's heart jumped to his throat. He had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

Each of the Quasi-Sages during the First Tribulation of Longhan was a person who created his or her own path, and they all used their own methods to become Quasi-Sages.

Of course, this is also because the law of heaven has not yet appeared during the first calamity of Longhan, and the laws of the great road are clear and accessible like a female creature that has taken off its clothes.

King Pan also had the ambition to open his own Taoist sect, becoming his own Taoist ancestor and interacting with Taoist Hongjun as peers.

He had no choice. If practicing the method of killing three corpses could lead to the realization of Hunyuan, transcending heaven and earth, why would he have to resort to dangerous tactics? However, if he practices other people's methods of enlightenment, his own Tao fruit will be placed on other people's Tao fruit.

Whenever Taoist Hongjun sees him unhappy, he can take out a pill and destroy his Tao Fruit and take his life.

That transparent shadow was an old man, wearing a black and white Yin Yang fish Taoist robe. His eyes condensed slightly, and he saw through the clone, and through the clone's mind, he saw King Pan's true body!

"Are the Daluo Jinxian of this era so lacking in courage?"

Chapter 16 The Way of the Quasi-Saint

King Pan froze, his heart filled with shock.

He saw that the transparent Taoist figure was just an image, an image that did not contain any will. However, this image gave birth to wisdom on its own, seeing through his clone and finding his true self.

King Pan's mind broke through the void, followed the connection with the clone, entered the clone, and completely took over the clone's consciousness.

He bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I don't know which quasi-sage the senior is, but this junior is polite!"