Chapter 22: Retreat Preparations, Mysterious Willow!

"But this is far from enough, if you want to take advantage of the fire and overthrow the heavenly court and become the master of the great thousand, you must have the ability to crush the fifth order and even kill the fifth order, otherwise the stalemate continues, and the final loss must be my Penglai lineage. ”

Touching the mysterious Dao pattern at the center of his eyebrows, Cheng Hao's heart settled down a little.

This pattern is the Dao pattern on the Haotian Mirror that is copied and engraved, although it is only a copy of it, but even so, the Haotian Mirror, which has not detected any trace at all, finally has a subtle connection with him after the Dao pattern is imprinted at the center of Cheng Hao's eyebrows.

It is precisely because of the connection with Haotian Mirror that Cheng Hao has the confidence to plan the position of the Lord of Daqian, after all, he has traveled all the way, and he can have today's strength and status, which can be said to have an inseparable relationship with Haotian Mirror.

Hao Tianjing is the foundation of Cheng Hao, and it is also the ultimate guarantee for his life, its existence, in Cheng Hao's opinion, is much more reliable than his own two types of natal powers.

After all, his two-style natal supernatural powers belong to the nature of gambling, especially the supernatural powers of 'three inches in the palm of the hand', which is simply gambling with one's life, and if one is not done well, he may become a mortal and be exiled forever in the three-inch human world.

"Before the end of the Journey to the West, I will retreat for a period of time, and have a thorough grasp of the connection between myself and the Haotian Mirror, even if I can guide a trace of the power of the Haotian Mirror, it is estimated that it can cause unbearable damage to the fifth-order powerhouse!"

After sorting out his current situation, Cheng Hao's heart moved, the inner heaven and earth channel opened, and with one step, he entered the chaotic ocean of his inner heaven and earth.

In the Chaos Ocean, as Cheng Hao entered, the gray waves rolled, and the gray energy pillars like the Chaos Dragon revolved around him, as if welcoming the return of the master of this world.

The chaotic power in this chaotic sea has an extremely strong power of corrosion and destruction, because the concentration is too high, it is no longer a fog, but a muddy ocean like paste, in this level of chaotic ocean, the fourth-order existence cannot stay for a long time, and the fifth-order existence has the ability to survive in this chaotic sea.

Although Cheng Hao is the master of the Inner Heaven and Earth, he is not yet able to completely control this almost infinite Chaos Sea at will, otherwise he will control the Chaos Ocean and turn into an endless chaos dragon, even if it is a fifth-order existence, he will have to shed his skin if he is immortal.

Standing in the sea of chaos, from time to time there are wisps of chaotic power around him submerged into his body, strengthening the physical body and even the primordial spirit, as the purest energy without any impurities, the power of chaos, for the flesh and the primordial spirit, have a lifting effect.

It's just that Cheng Hao is now limited by the cultivation realm, and the refining of the physical body and the primordial spirit by the power of chaos has almost reached the limit of the current stage, unless he can break through to the fifth-order realm, it will be difficult to improve again.

In this regard, he is not in a hurry, such a thing as cultivating for the realm, he must not be impatient, just work steadily, otherwise it will easily cause an unstable foundation.

After all, his goal was not just the fifth or even the sixth order, but to rule the heavens, or even transcend the heavens, and lose the potential to become the strongest of the heavens in the future for the sake of temporary cultivation improvement, it would be too uneconomical.

His eyes swept in his inner world, and finally Cheng Hao fell his eyes on Ao Wuxuan, who was meditating cross-legged under the Dingdi Divine Tree.

At this time, Ao Wuxuan was surrounded by a blood-colored ocean, and from time to time there were blood dragon phantoms appearing in the sea of blood, and everywhere he passed, the space around the World Tree was constantly shaking, and it seemed that the power was very extraordinary.

As for Ao Wuxu himself, the aura at this time, in Cheng Hao's induction, has also broken through to the fourth order, it seems that in the inner heaven and earth all these years, he has indeed not disappointed himself, it is estimated that when the journey to the west is over and the catastrophe begins, his big disciple should be able to reach the combat power of the Four Emperors of Heaven and Guanyin Bodhisattva, which is enough to help him as a master.

Cheng Hao was very satisfied with Ao Wuxuan's cultivation process, and he no longer paid attention to this matter at the moment, sitting cross-legged in the sea of chaos, and began to explore the connection between himself and the Haotian Mirror.

His mind fell silent, Cheng Hao's mind kept visualizing the image of Haotian Mirror, although he didn't know whether this method had any effect, but he didn't have a good method, after all, the faint connection between Haotian Mirror and him could not allow him to explore the body of Haotian Mirror.

The visualization continued, and in the second hundred years of his retreat, Cheng Hao, who had been in contact with Haotian Mirror for no progress, suddenly had an inexplicable light flickering in the mysterious Dao pattern at the center of his eyebrows.

And as this light rose, Cheng Hao's almost unshakable sea of consciousness began to shake violently, and even his consciousness began to blur.

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In the unknown mysterious void, there is darkness and loneliness, and occasionally a few stars emitting blue ripples and ripples, showing a bit of luster in the lonely void.

Cheng Hao flew in the void with a cautious expression, here, in his perception, he had been moving forward for hundreds of years, but even so, the seemingly closest blue star was still far away.

It's not that he hasn't tried to use the spatial transfer supernatural power to get along, but this mysterious dark void seems to limit the space-time supernatural power, and he has no other way than flying.

Not only that, this mysterious void, the strong spatial level made him desperate, he hit with all his strength, and he couldn't even make a sonic boom, here, he was simply a cultivation rookie with only the ability to fly, barely able to fly, so as not to be trapped in place.

"What kind of world is this, is it the world in the Haotian Mirror?"

Cheng Hao clearly remembered that he was constantly contemplating the Haotian Mirror and wanted to have an intimate connection with its ontology, but who would have thought that in the second hundred years of retreat, his consciousness began to blur continuously, and when he regained consciousness again, he found that he had already left the inner world and came to this mysterious dark void.

At first, Cheng Hao thought that he was trapped in an illusion, but after he tried it, and even felt the severe pain after dismantling himself, he finally had to admit that this world is the real world, and it is likely that this is the internal world in Haotian Mirror.

There is no life, darkness and loneliness, and even the blue star, Cheng Hao even guessed that it was just a projection, not real at all, just to attract people who are caught in this world to keep moving forward.

In the end, Cheng Hao no longer flew, and with his pitiful flying speed, it was estimated that he would fly to the heavens and all worlds to be completely destroyed, and he would not be able to reach the blue star.

Airplanes!

Just after he gave up completely and stayed where he was no longer flying, in the lonely void, there were suddenly spatial fluctuations and scattered, and then, in the endless darkness, a huge willow tree, swaying the billions of willow branches that were as transparent as jade, like the sun on the horizon, slowly rising......

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