Chapter 179: Three Questions from the Dao Heart
The so-called ancient road does not only refer to the passage connecting the Tianyuan Realm and the Ancestral Realm, the same will have a test on an ancient road, the major Tianjiao will compete on the ancient road, will compete on the ancient road, and even the holy places will hold enlightenment tea parties on the ancient road in the prosperous period, not only the Tianjiao of the Tianyuan Realm, some geniuses of the Ancestral Realm will also come retrograde, the monks of the two worlds collide on the ancient road, and there will often be magnificent sparks, you must know that although the ancestral realm is scarce in the monks, the combat power is not bad, and the resources are concentrated, making them walk ahead of most people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
This section of the Xingmang Ancient Road is the place where the Enlightenment Tea Party was held in the Yaochi Holy Land, where Tianjiao was shot down from the altar, and there were also nameless geniuses who rose here and became the overlord of one side, and the four directions were shocked.
There are various traces engraved on the road under his feet, which are the marks left by the exchange in the past, and they have been preserved, representing the Taoism of the people who studied back then, and they can understand something from it, but Xiao He did not waste time to observe these small traces, and walked forward with a firm step.
"Bell-" There is a bell that trembles, making a bell sound, unable to dodge, deep into the mind.
"Who are you?" The Dao voice rumbled, acting on Xiao He's spiritual world, the sea of knowledge set off waves, and the Yuan Shen sat on a small island, his eyes closed, and his whole body trembled.
"Bell-" The bell rang faintly, and another bell sounded on the Starlight Ancient Road.
"Why do you want to practice?" This is a torture of the original mind, and it seems that the person's Dao heart is stable and unshakable.
"Bell-" Xiao He's footsteps seemed a little heavy, and the last question of the "Three Questions of the Dao Heart" hit Xiao He's heart directly: "Can you achieve hegemony, watch everyone grow old, and only survive for oneself?"
In the spiritual world, the saplings shook, the thunder and fire drifted away, as if they suppressed the sea of knowledge in an instant, regained calm, and the primordial spirit synchronized with the physical body, and opened his eyes.
"I am a cultivator, I go against the sky, and I have achieved supreme creation!" Xiao He's eyes were clear and he didn't hesitate at all, he stepped forward, and the words in his mouth hit the space like a sound.
"I practice for myself, and only when I am strong can I protect the people I want to protect and even the world!" The voice became louder and louder, and the vision behind him unfolded, and the figure grew up from under the sapling, step by step out of the vision, and became one with Xiao He!
"If I achieve hegemony, I will let whoever is born live forever, and whoever dies will be suppressed forever!" As soon as these words came out, Xiao He's momentum also reached its peak, and the ancient road cracked under his feet, Xiao He's Dao heart at this moment was more stable than ever, and the Wang Realm was truly consolidated after opening up the heart treasure, and a new round of ascension and excavation could be opened for the heart treasure.
The Dao Zhong seems to be responding to Xiao He, the bell has not stopped for a long time, and some phantoms have appeared on the ancient road, which is the spiritual imprint left by Tianjiao in accepting the "Dao Heart Three Questions", which was retained by the Dao Bell, and only the descendants who can be recognized by the Dao Zhong and respond can see these pictures.
Xiao He saw several women with graceful postures and excellent faces, with noble gaits, and experienced the "Three Questions of the Dao Heart".
"These are the heirs of Yaochi back then, right? Xiao He nodded, purely admiring the beautiful woman.
Similarly, there is a rich god like jade, a chic and elegant son, who has experienced torture, very relaxed and casual, and his Dao heart has not wavered at all.
In the end, Xiao He's footsteps stopped, and when the many phantoms dispersed like bubbles, a man with a war knife on his back sat cross-legged on the Starlight Ancient Road, slowly raised his head to look at Xiao He, and chuckled and actually said the words: "I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”
Xiao He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "I don't know what the seniors are waiting for me?" This is a spiritual imprint, not a real body, Xiao He is fundamentally fearless, and what surprised him is that it is only how strong this person's spiritual power is to leave a voice here for future generations
"I just want to add one more question. The man sat there, his eyes were very calm, but the knife behind his back was screaming, wanting to get out of his body and have a big fight, Xiao He was the same, the blade behind his back was also restless, unwilling to hide in the scabbard.
"Senior, please speak. Xiao He didn't care about the blade behind him, and raised his hand to signal.
"Are you willing to lose everything in order to destroy your opponent?" the man looked at Xiao He quietly and waited for an answer.
"Lose everything?" Xiao He paced, not knowing how to answer.
"What will happen if I don't answer my senior?" Xiao He suddenly stopped and looked at the phantom sitting cross-legged.
"Then you won't be able to walk this ancient road. "The sword is unsheathed, and the sword intent is extremely powerful.
Xiao He's pupils contracted, he knew that the war knife had real power, and the current Xiao He was completely unable to resist.
"My predecessors are very capable. Xiao He smiled bitterly and then said: "If I lose everything, what's the point of me destroying my opponent? No one listens to me, and there is nothing to give sustenance, what is the difference between this and dying?"
The battle knife calmed down and returned to its scabbard, the man stood up and walked to Xiao He's side, his slender hand on Xiao He's shoulder, "Remember what you said." The light and shadow dispersed, leaving Xiao He alone standing there in a daze.
Looking closer, Xiao He realized that the man was somewhat similar to himself.
"Who the hell are you?" Xiao He shouted, but no one in this silent space could answer Xiao He's question.
Along the way, Xiao He thought about the words of the man's question, no matter how he thought, Xiao He was unwilling to lose everything in order not to lose the opponent, and he couldn't know the man's identity, so he had to give up.
Looking up, ninety-nine stairs appeared in view. This is the end of the ancient road, where a large bronze gate stands on top of the staircase.
"Pressure again?" Xiao He had just stepped up the stairs when he felt his shoulders sink.
The higher you go, the more pressure increases, and when you reach the eightieth layer, Xiao He, who has entered the king realm, can't stand it, his bones are trembling, his skin has become extremely blood-red, his heart is beating uncontrollably and rapidly, and he continues to climb up with a big gasp.
"No wonder I won't let me leave until I reach the Wang Realm, how can this ancient road come without the Wang Realm. Xiao He knew Zao Wou-ki's kindness at this time, and his heart was full of gratitude.
When he reached the ninetieth floor, Xiao He saw several footprints imprinted on the stairs, "It seems that there were still ruthless people back then." Xiao He touched the footprints, sighed and continued to climb up.
This kind of mark is the mark left by the cultivators who came stubbornly when they were not in the realm of the king, although they can also step on the ninety-ninth floor, but the consumption is too terrifying, beyond imagination.
On the ninety-ninth floor, Xiao He felt that he was carrying a sacred mountain on his back, and the green tendons in his legs burst out, but this pressure was well controlled, which was exactly the limit that Xiao He could bear.
Pushing the bronze giant door with difficulty, in the rumbling sound, infinite white light penetrated through the crack of the slowly opening door, making Xiao He unable to adapt for a while, and habitually closed his eyes.