Chapter 1078: Tribulation

The diamond is an idea, and the message in it is simple, just a small story.

This little story contains many elements such as sisters, life and death, remorse, despair, and rebirth, which is a very wonderful little story.

This story would not exceed 100,000 words if it were written on paper, but it is this small story that constitutes the core of a large world and the starting point of everything.

If Zhang Daoyi goes all out, it is not difficult to open up tens of thousands of time and space in an instant.

Even if it is like the origin world, expand a small story into a world, Zhang Daoyi can do it, but this is different from the expansion of the origin world.

How vast is the Origin World Radiance Layer?!

There is no end, this is the difference between detachment, the difference between detachment and non-detachment, even if it is infinitely close, but it is not or not!

Just in the kung fu of returning the origin brilliance to the source, Zhang Daoyi had already come to the source of the brilliance layer, the junction of the brilliance layer and the void layer.

Only by entering the Void Layer can it be regarded as truly entering the Origin Time and Space, and the Void Layer is also a place of refuge pursued by those supreme Dao Fruit Great Perfection powerhouses at the end of the era, when the door is not opened.

At the beginning, Emperor Wa was born because of this, and he was resurrected in this era, and in the future foreseen by Zhang Daoyi, those strong people who returned also originated here.

The extremely strong space-time barrier was not able to block Zhang Daoyi's way, and at Zhang Daoyi's level, it was far more terrifying than the strong person of the Supreme Dao Fruit Great Perfection.

For a strong person with the Great Perfection of the Supreme Dao Fruit, it takes a thousand calculations to get lucky enough to be sent into the void layer of one or two imprints, and for Zhang Daoyi, it is like walking through his own back garden.

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"Dao Yi, it's time to wake up from the dream, nine eras ago, that is, the fortieth era, the void of existence and nothingness has been destroyed, and the first transcendent person born in the world has smelted everything, creating the supreme origin time and space now, opening the way of transcendence, so that future generations have a way to go!"

Zhang Daoyi looked at the figure in the mirror silently, it was a shy young man in black, with black hair casually draped, his eyes were blank and dazed.

The one who spoke was an old man with a kind face and silver hair on his head, in Zhang Daoyi's memory, this was his master, the sect master of the Wuji Dao Sect, and the master of the world who had survived the four Void Tribulations.

And he is the old man's closed disciple, a few days ago he failed to cross the void tribulation and injured his soul, the old man begged for the reincarnation lotus, and with the power of reincarnation, repaired his broken soul.

Despite this, he still forgot a lot of things, and because of the reincarnation lotus, he gave birth to many false memories, such as chaotic time and space.

It has been three days since Zhang Daoyi woke up, and the illusory memories began to gradually forget, and the old man told Zhang Daoyi that this is a normal situation, reincarnation is a dream, and the chaotic time and space were destroyed by the transcendent tribulation as early as nine eras ago.

There is no supreme path to great perfection, there is a way to transcendence, after nine void tribulations, the ultimate leap is transcendence, although the strongest person in the world now has only survived eight void tribulations.

Known as a saint!

It is said that this is the name given by the transcendent, and within three void eons he is a supreme man, six times he is a god, and nine times he is a saint!

After nine times, it's detachment!

To man, god man, god man, this name, is not lofty, but has a kind of back to the basics of the rustic taste, not detached, always human, this is the meaning of the division of the realm.

The old man is a god, in the origin time and space, among the three thousand realms, he can be regarded as a master, and in the Yuanyang realm, the old man is an invincible figure in the world, the first in the world!

"Master, what is my identity?!"

Zhang Daoyi asked softly, his heart was very confused, real memories and illusory memories were intertwined, and whether it was real memories or illusory memories, they were all badly deficient.

"You are Su Zheng, the young head of my Wuji Dao Sect, who is destined to control the Yuanyang Realm!" The old man said, "Actually, you don't have to be obsessed with the real and the unreal, you are always you, and memories are just incidentals!" ”

"Am I always me?!"

Zhang Daoyi looked at his palm, and in a trance, the palm prints on his palm suddenly disappeared, becoming smooth as a mirror, and a young man with a face that was seven points similar to him, but his eyes were extremely clear, was looking at him without any emotion.

But in the next moment, everything was gone, and the palm prints on the palm were still clear, and nothing was reflected at all.

"That's?!"

Zhang Daoyi was puzzled.

"Master, who doesn't have palm prints?!"

Zhang Daoyi asked, he was sure that the scene just now was not an illusion.

Although the old man was a little strange, he still responded: "Before the origin time and space were cast, as long as there was a strong person with a certain amount of cultivation, they could do without the palm print, and the origin time and space were cast, and the palm print represented the destiny of heaven!" ”

"There can be no palm prints, only ......"

"Saint!"

When it comes to saints, the old man's words are full of reverence, and Zhang Daoyi can tell that the reverence is not because of the power of the saint, but because of the saint's practice.

"Saint?!"

Zhang Daoyi muttered in his heart, and looked at his palm repeatedly, but the palm print was still the same.

In that fragmentary memory, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have cultivated to an unprecedented realm, stronger than a saint, but the not very powerful power in his body told him that everything was a false dream.

"Where are the saints?!"

Zhang Daoyi asked, and there was a kind of persistence in his words.

"The saints are all in the first realm!"

The old man responded, and there was a hint of decline in his words.

Time is like water, and the years are golden.

In the blink of an eye, ten years passed in a hurry, and Zhang Daoyi sat on the top of the peak all day, immersed in the memories that were real and illusory.

The old man ran around for Zhang Daoyi all day long, and paid a lot of money to ask for a divine object, in order to make Zhang Daoyi return to normal, but unfortunately, everything is still the same.

In ten years, Zhang Daoyi already knew his identity, this is the origin space-time, there are three thousand realms in the origin space-time, and the Yuanyang Realm is one of them, and the Wuji Dao Sect is the master of the Yuanyang Realm.

The old man's name is Su Yun, and he is the sect master of the Wuji Dao Sect, and his name is Su Zheng, and his Dao name is Daoyi, and he is the little disciple of the old man, and he is also the only disciple.

Originally, above him, there were two senior brothers, the senior brother died in battle, and the second senior brother was only one step away from becoming holy, but he fell on the holy road.

He is the youngest disciple, with excellent talents, and after 30 million years of cultivation, he touched the edge of a void tribulation, but unfortunately he failed to cross the tribulation ten years ago and became what he is now.

The old man didn't have time to cultivate the next heir, so he put all his energy on him, expecting him to carry the banner of the Wuji Dao Sect after he sat down.

"I'm not Su Zheng?!"

Sitting on the bluestone, Zhang Daoyi looked at the palm of his hand, muttered in his mouth, and wisps of indescribable brilliance bloomed, obliterating the palm prints in his palm, but in the next moment, the palm prints appeared in his palm again.