Chapter Eighty-Three: Goodbye Zhaohua

Whoop......

At this moment, a rainbow of light hung down above the broken Beidou Heaven Sealing Array, which accurately fell on the bodies of each of their monks, enveloping them, and suddenly changing the direction of their flight and going straight away.

"Dream Ancient Sage!"

At the moment when the rainbow light flew, a gap appeared in the raging storm in the sky, and from here, the situation above the sky could be seen.

A majestic man with a vast back, standing side by side with a humanoid figure with flames rising from all over his body, looking at the desolation.

Opposite them, a temple of starry radiance rises and falls.

The palace door was wide open, and there were eight figures like heavenly generals standing on both sides, covered by armor, and when Zhuo Chuan looked at it, he seemed to be facing the vast starry sky, unfathomable.

The Spirit of the Guardian of the Realm, the Eight Divine Generals!

Inside the temple, the chaotic light and rain were misty, and Zhuo Chuan's gaze could not see through it at all.

But he was sure that there must be a statue sitting in the sky, unable to peep, and not even a shadow to show the world.

"Is it the Holy God?"

He didn't know, and he had no way of knowing!

The gap was only opened for a moment, and in the next moment, the surrounding tyrannical Sealing Storm blocked it.

The sky rumbled endlessly, deafening, and even with the rainbow light wrapped in Mengyin Feng's fingers, Zhuo Chuan felt a palpitation.

The day seems to be falling!

In the blink of an eye, he quickly moved away, Daye quickly retreated under his feet, Hanhai Forest Desert flew by, and the sea of flowing fireflies gradually disappeared at the end of his vision.

Zhuo Chuan didn't know how fast this speed was, and roughly estimated, it only took him one hour to rush out of the scope of the primitive wilderness and reach the Sanchuan region of Wuzhou.

"Since he is so strong, why don't you just send those monks to the foot of the Heavenly Gate?"

Zhuo Chuan was puzzled in his heart, and he really wanted to ask Meng Yinfeng.

The rainbow light was still fading, but it was getting slower and slower, and the light was fading, and it didn't take long for the power to run out.

Fortunately, the huge force of Tianmen's repulsion has long since dissipated, and after the Divine Rainbow subsides, they can rely on their own cultivation to stand in the air, and they will not fall down like before.

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Zizhou, a place close to the northwest in the middle of the five states and three rivers, has a vast territory, compared with Dazezhou, there are many monks here, and various forces are constantly fighting, and it is prosperous.

After the divine rainbow on Zhuo Chuan's body was exhausted, he slowly landed in an area of Zizhou.

There are not many mountains and ancient mountains around, and the cultural scenery is rich, and he saw a small town after only ten miles of searching.

"Shopkeeper, bring anything delicious. ”

There are not many monks in the town, most of them are ordinary people, Zhuo Chuan has a restrained atmosphere, and walked into a restaurant.

After eating and drinking, he did not stay here long, and after buying a few sets of clothes that fitted him, he got up and went away.

"Walking to the southwest, about 800 miles away, you can see a big city called Jingyang!"

This is the information that Zhuo Chuan found out from the restaurant, and the word "shocking sun" made him look straight and his thoughts fly.

The ancient scriptures of cultivation inherited by Ziyang Cave Heaven have the same name as it!

"Shocking Yang Sutra, I don't know what connection it has with this old city......"

He remembered the animal husbandry, the senior brother of Hanging Mirror Peak, and there was a wisp of blood left by him on the Martial God Tablet that entered the Secret Realm.

"If he was in Zizhou, he would also go to the old city of Jingyang to have a look. ”

Zhuo Chuan took off, and the journey of more than 800 miles was nothing to him, and it would not take long to arrive.

However, he was not so eager, he stopped and stopped all the way, realized and practiced.

After nearly four months of cultivation in the Primordial Great Wilderness, he was now at the peak of the Heavenly Foot Realm, and the law in his body was steaming and rippling, gradually marching towards the life point.

But Zhuo Chuan was not in a hurry, he did not deliberately cultivate the next realm, and even suppressed his own cultivation, so that he always stayed in the realm of Tianzu Splitting Mountain.

"Divine Realm...... What exactly is the Divine Realm? ”

He thought about it for a long time, since Su Ze learned about the various stages of the Divine Power Realm, he devoted himself to it and worked hard to study and cultivate.

"Those in the Divine Realm are invincible in the same rank, and they can be pushed horizontally. Su Ze's evaluation is very high, and he even bluntly said that if he has not reached this realm, no matter how strong he is, he is still a paper tiger, and he is not arrogant.

"Don't look at this group of so-called geniuses of the Five Prefectures and Three Rivers, each of whom has cultivated extraordinary, but there are not many people who have cultivated to the realm of divine powers, and I can fight a group alone in the same realm!"

These are his exact words, and there is a sense of pride and confidence.

Zhuo Chuan never thought that his talent was so high, but since there was a road in front of him, he would have to walk even if he wasted his years.

"The Galaxy Dynasty is very small, and the outside world is the place where dragons and tigers fight. ”

Su Ze said this before leaving, not only that, but he also told Zhuo Chuan that if he couldn't be invincible at the same level in the Xinghe Dynasty, he could only follow the real demon outside and pour water with food.

"Don't worry, I'll cover you in the future, I don't need you to serve food and pour water, just call me Brother Ze. When he heard him say this, Zhuo Chuan just wanted to kick him in the triumphant face.

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Falling water and clear springs, heavy rocks stacked on top of each other, in a beautiful and quiet place, Zhuo Chuan stopped, stopped to feel nature.

The cultivation of the Divine Powers Realm does not require a strong rush, it is a mysterious and mysterious realm, and it is not possible to reach it quickly.

He did not fall behind in the cultivation of the Shocking Sun and the Seven Stars Secret Scroll, and he was contemplating enlightenment every day, and he gained more or less.

In this stage, Zhuo Chuan has been outside the gods many times, with the purple sun wheel on his head, like the Ziwei Emperor inspecting the world, and the divine power is solemn.

But he always felt that something was missing, and the Shocking Yang Ancient Scripture inherited by Ziyang seemed to be incomplete, and some important parts were missing.

Not only that, but the cultivation of the Seven Stars Secret Scroll has also fallen into a bottleneck, this is indeed a rare ancient method, but compared to the real cultivation scriptures, it is also missing something, and it is not perfect.

"Maybe that's why I haven't been able to touch the Divine Realm realm for so many days. ”

Zhuo Chuan said to himself, it has been nearly half a month since he left that town, and he has always been practicing, but he is always so close to the door!

"The Seven Stars Secret Scroll is more like a collection of the strengths of all families, the icing on the cake is the best, and there is always a lack of meaning in this practice. ”

As he became more familiar with the Seven Stars of the Night Emperor, Zhuo Chuan reluctantly discovered this fact, if he continued to cultivate, his foundation would eventually be unstable.

It seems that Ying Ranshi is too wrong, even if Zhuo Chuan was refined into a furnace tripod, it would be difficult for that old Bangzi to recast his life with this.

He is still comprehending and cultivating, and the Divine Power Realm is a hurdle between the heavens, and he is unwilling to give up.

In the midst of such a fortunate time of groping for cultivation, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Zhaohua senior!"

It's not Zhaohua Ancient Sage Dream Yinfeng, but I once saw that Zhaohua old man in Wuling City, and the beginning of the Primitive Great Wilderness originated from him.

"You cheated us, you didn't say it was such a big deal when you let us go to the Primeval Wilderness. As soon as Zhuo Chuan came up, he asked for sin.

"I never said it was a trivial matter. The old man Zhaohua's white beard trembled and smiled lightly.

"You old fox!"

Zhuo Chuan sat on the ground, sighing and talking to himself, complaining that he was young and frivolous and ignorant, and that he was fooled by ignorance of the world, which made the old man Zhaohua smile and shake his head.

"Didn't you also get a scroll of shrinking into inches of the secret technique?" he asked rhetorically, without any shelf, and walked over and sat next to Zhuo Chuan.

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan almost jumped up, and said indignantly: "That's a remnant method, it was indeed obscure and profound at first glance, but after practicing for a while, I found that Lingyun was lacking, even if it was only the first volume, it was not complete, and there was no most critical thing." ”

When he said this, he couldn't get angry, even Su Ze had deceived Su Ze about this secret method, and he couldn't find it at all if he didn't practice to a certain stage.

"Precious is precious, but it's not worth our lives yet, except for the full first volume. ”

Zhuo Chuan stared at the old man Zhaohua, he thought that this was a kind-hearted old-timer, but he didn't expect it to be an old fox!

"So, one of the purposes of my visit is to give you something of sufficient value. Old man Zhaohua did not deny it.

"The secret method of shrinking the ground into inches and completing the first volume?" Zhuo Chuan's eyes lit up.

He shook his head, claiming that this secret method was inherently incomplete, and the method that was handed over to the two of them before was still made up by Meng Yinfeng with great wisdom, and the real method was not available in the entire Wuzhou Sanchuan.

This made Zhuo Chuan even more angry, and he couldn't wait to press the old fox to the ground and beat him.

"Then what are you going to give me?" Zhuo Chuan looked skeptical, God knows if the other party will come up with something strange to fool him.

The old man Zhaohua smiled slightly, and he was not annoyed, because this was what he was fooling around.

Immediately, he took out a scripture book, made of purple and gold threads, and the paper of the book was a special material, tough and immortal, even a fire could not burn it.

Obviously, this is a book that he made on purpose, and even the material is precious and hard to find.

"What is this?" Zhuo Chuan took the book from his hand and looked at him with half-squinted eyes.

"Shocking Yang Sutra," the old man Zhaohua's eyes were deep, his white beard fluttered in the wind, and the fairy wind was boneless, "The complete scripture does not fall word for word." ”

"Shocking Yang Sutra?" Zhuo Chuan was shocked.

He opened the scriptures suspiciously, and the ancient characters came into view one after another, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, and his jaw couldn't close.

This is indeed the Shocking Yang Sutra, at least the Divine Blood Chapter is correct, it is more complete than what Mu Ye took out of the Ziyang Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and it expounds nature.

Even, in contrast, there are still a few mistakes in the scriptures in Ziyang that are difficult to find, and although they have little impact on future practice, they still need to be corrected.

"How can you have the Shocking Yang Sutra?" Zhuo Chuan looked at him with a frown, and took the scripture into his arms.

The Shocking Yang Sutra is the inheritance of Ziyang, how could the old man Zhaohua of the Heavenly Tablet Secret Realm have such a thing?

In an instant, he thought of the Shocking Sun City he was about to go, and now it should be less than a hundred miles away......

"Could it be ......" Zhuo Chuan had a bold guess.

"The Shocking Sun Sutra originally came from the five states and three rivers. ”

Zhaohua said, telling Zhuo Chuan a story about the past.

Thousands of years ago, Mengyinfeng measured all parts of Wuzhou and Sanchuan, hoping to find a weak secret location and open the way to the outside world.

After many years, he had really found such a place, where the Void barrier was unstable, and it was very likely to be blasted open by brute force.

In the end, he united with several famous people in Wuzhou Sanchuan at that time and successfully opened a crack, and the broken small world barrier energy was tyrannical, but it was enough for them to pass through, so as to leave Wuzhou Sanchuan and go directly to the outside world.

"Five veterans who have advanced their skills, plus one Meng Yinfeng, in the end, only three people came back alive, but they were also seriously injured and dying, and their lives were short. The old man Zhaohua sighed, with sadness in his eyes.

"The creatures of Wuzhou Sanchuan are sinners who are locked in prison, and the imprint of this world flows in their blood, and once they leave this place, they will be eaten back, and even saints can't carry it. ”

He sighed helplessly, and it was also from that day that Meng Yinfeng gave up this idea and turned his gaze to the Heavenly Gate in the depths of the Primordial Wilderness.

"Wang Xianshen King of the Zizhou royal family also fell outside, and he also left a legacy. ”

Zhuo Chuan frowned, and there were doubts in his heart: "How do you know that the Shocking Yang Sutra left by Ziyang is incomplete?"

Even he didn't know much about this, and if it weren't for this comparison of scriptures, he might not have known that the Divine Blood Chapter of his previous cultivation was flawed.

"More than a month ago, I met a person in Bicheon. The old man Zhaohua said: "His name is animal husbandry."