It was muddy, almost on the verge of dying, but it seemed that a certain kind of power that had been moistened by water flowed around the body, gurgling and falling, like the sound of falling water hammer stones, and like the quiet sound of a hundred insects.

Maha's body, floating in the air, at this moment, it was time for the night to fall, the silver moonlight afterglow, sprinkled on the calm lake, full of stars, shining brightly, for the first time, there was so bright, illuminating the eternal sky.

The surrounding trees are in the shade, seemingly hovering between black and green, and the shadows of the swaying are swaying, and in the breeze, a pleasant melody is played.

Surrounded by a white shirt, Maha's clothes have long been changed by Huanghuang, this is a new clothes, but also a new magic weapon, it seems to be as thin as a cicada's wings, but in fact it is like an immortal silk, broken silk, unbroken.

As for the green shirt and silk scarf, she was independent, fluttering, like a fairy, she stood on the high mountain in the distance, quietly gazing at everything around her.

This is her place, a place she has painstakingly managed for tens of thousands of years, but at this moment, she has never been so careful, in order to protect Maha on the verge of death, she exudes a strong yuan, so that Maha will not be harmed at all.

In the time of safety, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the water of Yuexing Lake finally healed all of Maha's internal injuries, only some minor injuries, irrelevant, as long as he woke up, he would be healed in a few days.

A few days passed, Maha finally woke up, the first thing he opened was to see the moon sitting alone, peerless face, as if it was a fairy in the painting, standing slender, looking at the bright moon, in the silver light, closed the moon and shy flowers, smiling and beautiful.

The sleeves of the green shirt are fluttering, the vague carcass has a unique curve, and the delicate figure makes her look contemplative, which is extraordinarily lovely.

If it weren't for his strong concentration, he had seen many peerless women, such as the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor, I was afraid that the next moment, he couldn't help but go up to say hello.

Looking at the moon and the moon, Maha, who had never met him, was cautious, after all, he had been seriously traumatized, but at this time, he was relaxed and uninjured, and those insignificant injuries had been washed by spiritual power, turning into a cloud of turbid gas, and exhaling it out of his mouth.

He looked at the fairy in the painting, and enjoyed a different beauty, the surroundings were a little gloomy, but it was full of unique seclusion, and the lake did not have the slightest ripple, as if there were no living beings in it.

The bright moon in the lake, twists and turns, seems to be constantly distorting, the lake seems to be cold or hot, steaming, and this emerging gas, after integrating into the body, actually caused a deep understanding of the Tao.

When he looked closely, he actually saw the trajectory of the avenue, as if he could touch the rules with his hand, as if the rules of nothingness had been materialized and within reach in this extremely wonderful place.

However, the spiritual power has not reached the peak of the transformation, and it is impossible to rely on the spiritual power to combine the rules, so it is impossible to condense the Dao Fruit, and the shadow of the Dao cannot be completely condensed.

If a monk does not have spiritual power, he cannot condense the Dao Fruit, and if the spiritual power is not in the monk's body, he cannot exert his power, and can only exist like air.

The reason why monks need to reach the extreme point before they can condense the Dao Fruit is actually due to spiritual power, which accounts for most of them.

I can't touch it, I can't help it, I can only endure it, watch the rules, wait slowly, watch the rules step by step, from nothingness to reality, and then from reality to ruins, recombination again and again, the rules have not changed, but the inner perception of this is improving little by little.

This is a slow process, just like filling a cup with tea, before filling the tea, the tea needs to be brewed well, and then a little bit, the hot tea is poured into the cup, let the heat be steaming, and the tea fragrance is emitted, at that time, there is a proud qualification.

Maha is in a state of brewing at this moment, as long as it is completed, and then the process of pouring tea is like the process of filling spiritual power, after reaching the extreme, he can condense the Dao fruit, and then step on the path to become a Dao attainer, and at that time, his revenge plan can be launched one after another.

Now, I don't know how long I have been in a coma, and I don't know what the Maha Sect is doing at this time, he can only get a glimpse of the rules for the first time, so as to strengthen himself, and only when he is strong can he be qualified to stand in the land of Prajna.

The era of multi-source Dao Qi is coming, and having seen Zhu Yuyun's strength, he deeply understands that in the face of strong people such as Daojun and Dao Emperor, he is like a lamb to be slaughtered, and he has no power to resist.

For example, in the chaotic time and space, Zhu Yuyun can shuttle at will, walking in the storm of time and space, with the Dao Seal Protector, the storm is just a joke.

But Maha is different, he needs to spend a lot of spiritual power and some spells to withstand the storm, otherwise there will be danger.

As for when he was saved, he himself did not know, but it was certain that the fairy in the painting on the top of the mountain not far away must be his savior.

In this quiet place, Maha is dressed in white, looking at the Xingyue Lake in front of him, feeling the silver glow of the bright moon, bathing in the starlight of the stars, the eternal sense of silence, burning, lingering in his heart.

His heart, unprecedentedly quiet, he didn't stare at the fairy in the painting, he was spying on the rules, his determination to rise, had long surpassed all kinds of desires.

Speechless all night, Maha spied on the rules of the night, the rules that emerged from the lake, mysterious and unpredictable, although he watched all night, but if he wanted to talk about the harvest, he could only be speechless, if he wanted to talk about feelings, he couldn't say why.

But if there is no gain, it is false, and in his heart, he has a deep understanding of the power of Dao Shadow.

From the power of the four evils before, to the power of the Dao Shadow, and then to the Dao power, this layer belongs to a progressive relationship, whether it is the power of the four evils, or any other power, as long as it is in the transformation realm, the representative power used without relying on the Dao Shadow and Dao Fruit is the outermost state of the rule, and it is also the skin of the rule.

Next, the power of Dao Shadow is the shell of the rules, which is much stronger, and it is in contact with the rules, and there is a chance to go further.

When it comes to Dao power, it is a part of the rules, the rules are like a fruit, the most important thing about the fruit is its pulp, the core and the peel of the three parts, the shadow of the Tao is the peel, and the Dao force is the pulp, although it is very important, but it is only a part, if you want to continue to reproduce, you need to master the core.

The final core can be regarded as the power of the immortal bone, which is the power of the void immortal level.

As for the power brought by the Feathering Wings, it can actually be regarded as fusing the power of Dao Shadow and Dao Power together, making Dao Fruit more perfect, and making the existing flaws as few as possible.

Then, it is integrated into the body, so that the rules and the body are one, so that the body can contain the rules, and at the same time, the rules will not be broken.

Just like the Dao Fruit, it can be fatally damaged, but the Feathered Wings decided that there would not be such a situation, and if it did, it would be when the Dao was destroyed, and the vitality of the monks would never be left.

Therefore, it is very useful for Maha to spy on the rules, at least you can take a lot of detours, you can learn from the rules when condensing the Dao Fruit, and condense a better Dao Fruit, and you can make the Feather Wings less dirty when you feather.

In fact, the reason why the Dao fruit condensed by the stronger Dao is that when it turns into wings, there is a lot of dirt, most of the reason comes from the monks, but the monks do not have enough understanding of the rules, which leads to too much dirt, so that when the feather is transformed, the difficulty is increased several times.

But there is no way, for the monks in the fairyland, it is extremely difficult to spy on the rules, and it is not perfect, that is just expected.

Therefore, the Feather Transformation Realm is not only a realm of the monk's excessively powerful realm, but also a realm of the monk's self-improvement.

Just as the morning sun shines on the surface of the lake, the golden light is shining, the water is sparkling, and the breeze blows Maha's long hair.

The fairy in the painting sitting alone on the top of the mountain suddenly moved, and she couldn't see how she moved, but in an instant, a breath of blue drifted into Maha's nose.

Huang walked up to Maha and looked at him calmly, without any disdain, nor any humility, as if a stranger was looking at Maha.

But if it is a stranger, will bring Maha here, will let Maha's wounds heal, will take good care of Maha?

Obviously, Yang Huang is trying her best to disguise, what she wants to do, Maha can't see it, after all, there are multiple gaps in mood, age, realm, etc., but it is not difficult to guess something.

Starting from Fengyun Gate, step by step, to the place of understanding home, the ruins of evil Xun, the cliff of no anger, etc., the hands behind the back are becoming more and more obvious.

For example, the old slave who Xie Qingchen was very likely to be controlled by the hands behind his back, and Feng Yan, the mysterious alien monk not only gave him the holy breath to be stained with blood, but also let him step by step towards the answer.

"Is it you the strong man behind the poor monk?" asked Maha calmly.

"Behind?" Yang Huang listened, smiled, and the peach blossoms were suddenly born, and the peach blossoms would wither for this.

"The Maha Sutra of the poor monk, that mysterious space, as well as the ruins of the past, the place of liberation, and so on, don't you need to say more?"

"It's really a bit smart, but it's narrow!" said Huang with deep meaning, her words were very inexplicable to Maha.

"Little clever ......" Maha sneered: "If you really want to help me, why don't you save Qingxiang, Cai Yizhi, and Cai Meng!"

Almost on the verge of rage, he resisted the urge in his heart, because it was useless, he could only ask the reason and find a comfortable excuse.

However, excuses are always excuses, he is afraid that Yang Huang will not say it, and he is afraid that Yang Huang will say it, and his heart is extremely entangled!

"This world is not a combination of peace. Chaos always takes over order, and it dominates the living beings, step by step, towards destruction and rebirth. ”

"I can't be myself, let alone you, who are still weak?"

"If you want to know the secret, when you reach the realm of true immortals, survive the infinite nine tribulations, strengthen yourself, and reach the Hundred Ancient Immortal King, the Ancient Immortal Emperor, the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Emperor, and the Eternal Void God, you are qualified, ask the questions that appear! The Immortal King is the lowest threshold, if you reach the realm of the Void God, you are qualified, dominate everything, and get back everything you have lost! Including the life and death of any living being, you can find it in hell!"

Huang Huang's words, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, in an instant, shook Maha's heart, made him tumble violently, blood boiling, this is a clear road, but also a challenge, only by practicing all the realms can there be the possibility of winning the Great Wilderness and dominating everything.

"What about the Lord of the Heavenly Sun?" asked Maha chasely.

"Nine tribulations and ten ancients, the king of the hundred ages, those lords of Haoyang, with the protection of Haoyang, can absorb the essence of Haoyang's divinity every day, as long as they can be sealed as gods day by day, they can become the lords of Haoyang. This has nothing to do with cultivation, as long as it is a true immortal and has mastered a supreme method, he can be eligible to participate in the day-by-day god ceremony, which is not only the time when the lord of the new Haoyang inherits Haoyang, but also the time when the lord of the old Haoyang becomes a god, so it is called the god of the day-by-day seal. Chase to Haoyang, and after the old Lord of Haoyang is a god, he will be the Lord of the new Haoyang!" Yang Huang said earnestly with burning eyes.

"I see...... What kind of state can you reach before you can go to hell and recover the soul of the deceased?" Maha asked.

"Maybe it's the Void God level...... Or become the Lord of Haoyang!" Yang Huang said, pondered for a while, and spoke again: "In comparison, the Void God is rare to see in ancient times, only the Lord of Haoyang, the hope is greater......"

"Lord of Haoyang!" remembered that the Lord of the Heavenly Ruler was just an oracle, and it had such power, transforming the family, making the alien race powerless to resist, surpassing the power of the true immortals, and speaking with the law, powerful and boundless, which made Maha envious.

Now, knowing the exact path, getting a first glimpse of the secrets, knowing the specifics of the strongest level, and how to become the strongest, the originally dim and vague goal in his heart has risen again, as long as he becomes the lord of Haoyang, he will be afraid that he will not be able to solve all the secrets?

When the time comes, not to mention resurrecting Qingxiang, Cai Yizhi, and Cai Meng, even if you find your father, or find your mother, it will be a breeze.

Since he was a child, he and Yun Tianhao have relied on each other, seeing other partners and being accompanied by his parents, how could he be willing, the reason why he did not dwell on this issue was to prevent Yun Tianhao from evoking sad memories.

Not to mention, it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to, in this way, becoming the master of Haoyang has immediately become the goal he has to work for!

"Do you understand...... "Huang Yu asked You.

"Thank you for telling me!" the poor monk understood...... Maha folded his hands and bowed deeply.

"You're welcome! In the future, you and I will see you again. You must know that everything I do, including those related to me, is for your own good, and as long as you are strong, let alone resurrect your beloved, even if it is to resurrect those who have died because of you, it will be easy. Yang Huang said.

"Really?" Maha was a little skeptical, after all, he had never seen such a thing as a resurrection.

"Resurrection from the dead, as long as you find the soul, and then find the body for the soul, when you reach the fairyland, the body is empty, you can rely on the immortal power, the soul is the foundation of all living beings!"

"In the world, anything that is full of life, every grass and tree, unspeakable, thoughtless soul, as long as there is life, there must be its soul, and if you find the soul, why is it difficult to live?"

"When the soul leaves the body, isn't it swallowed up by heaven and earth?

"Outside the sky, it is hell, and it is also the place where the heavenly palace exists, but the heavenly palace is also the heavenly court, where the gods coexist, all the immortals are immortals, with the true immortals as the guards, and the gods as the subordinates, abound!"

"Outside the sky?"

"Beyond the Great Wilderness!"

"Thank you for informing!"

"It's time to ......go," Yang Huang said, stretching out his hand and pointing, a black crack suddenly manifested.

"As for the one who pursues you, be careful!" Yang Huang didn't want to ask too much about Maha, because the Hades Venerable had a word first, and he wanted to let Maha be independent.

This time to save Maha, it is also in a hurry, and it is absolutely impossible to do it.

"Farewell!" Maha flashed his expression, he always felt that there were words in Yang Huang's words, and there were still a lot of secrets, but for him and he, he knew enough, and if he asked too much, he was afraid that there would be no result, so it was better to leave now.

A night of prying has given him a deep enough understanding of the rules, and over time, he will be able to successfully tread the road!