Chapter 13: The Law of Life and Death [2/3]
"Reverse!"
With a low scolding, the Houyi Bow in his hand changed suddenly, and thin rule fluctuations came faintly from above, at first it was just a slight fluctuation, if it wasn't for careful observation, it might not be able to see it clearly, but with the passage of time and the continuous infusion of the spring of life, the Houyi Bow suddenly burst out with a thousand feet of light, if it weren't for the formation restrictions, maybe there was a strange treasure in a radius of millions of miles.
The huge vitality is several times stronger than before, which makes Zhao Xianzong, who has always been a faint expression, extremely surprised, this huge vitality is something Zhao Xianzong has never seen, even if he is prepared in his heart, he is still overjoyed.
A small sapling less than ten inches curled up in the fountain of life in the air, this small number of seedlings was all green, if it weren't for this breath, Zhao Xianzong couldn't even see the difference between it and those ordinary plants in the outside world.
"Huh!"
Grasping the Tree of Life in his hand, Zhao Xianzong's divine sense probed slightly, and he could detect that this was a dead thing, which seemed to be a huge breath but was actually just relying on his own instinctive advantages, the Tree of Life This is one of the treasures of this plane, in fact, it is not only such a treasure that exists in this world, maybe every world has such an existence, but it is not an exaggeration to call it the first wood of heaven and earth, this is the origin of all plants, and it is their origin.
Holding the Tree of Life in his left hand, and turning his right hand slightly, a small quaint disc also appeared.
Looking at the two objects in his left and right hands, Zhao Xianzong sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes, this time he not only wanted to comprehend the law of life and death contained in it, but more importantly, he wanted to completely refine these two strange treasures, Lingzhi Zhao Xianzong was resolutely not allowed to exist, so to exert the power of the magic weapon, he also needed to completely refine it himself.
If every magic weapon has spiritual wisdom, it will completely surrender to its master, but it is also limited by the rules of the Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao, if there are no these rules, will they still be there?
Obviously not, some powerful magic weapons and spirits have not weak cultivation, and the existence of being able to become a Buddha and an ancestor will not live under people for a long time and be a slave for a long time!
It's just that many powerful people don't leave their own plane, or many powerful people can't and can't leave their own plane, so they don't care about the magic weapons and spirits in their hands.
Zhao Xianzong, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly flashed with three completely different rule fluctuations, and in addition to that, there were thousands of rules that also existed faintly, but they were all extremely weak.
This is exactly the power of the rules of the two incarnations from the demon plane, but out of their own time, life and death, and goodness are stronger, and the others are not even comprehended, they can only be said to understand.
A faint black and white color swept up from Zhao Xianzong's left and right hands, while another faint colorless fluctuation firmly occupied Zhao Xianzong's abdomen and chest, and the three rules were constantly intertwined and changing, and the three parties seemed to be evenly matched. Regardless of whether it is up or down, but Zhao Xianzong, who comprehends these rules with his eyes closed, knows that in fact, he has lost after all, these two generals themselves are from extraordinary origins, and his comprehension of the rules is far above himself.
"One life is two, two is three, three is everything...."
With the passage of time, Zhao Xianzong's comprehension of the law of life is getting deeper and deeper, and the memories of countless years in the tree of life, Zhao Xianzong feels and understands from the perspective of a bystander, and then neutralizes and compares them with his own understanding of life one by one.
And for the law of death, Zhao Xianzong also has a deep understanding, along the way to kill countless people, if you want to talk about the blood on the hands of monks of the same level, Zhao Xianzong asked himself to be among the best, but with the deepening of the comprehension of the law of death again, Zhao Xianzong is faintly a sense of understanding, the law of death is not killing, the law of death is not death, but the existence of another level of consciousness, death is not the end!
Ten years have passed in a flash, and there is no movement in the huge space, and the two magic weapons on Zhao Xianzong's hands have all disappeared.
"Huh!"
Zhao Xianzong, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a faint black and white aura that flashed away, and a lot of desolate and desolate feelings suddenly came from all over the world, filling the entire space, and the formations laid out before seemed to be overwhelmed and squeaked, as if they would collapse at any time, this is a formation that even the golden immortal powerhouse cannot break in an instant, but at this time, just the breath has such power, it is really incredible.
Seeing such an abnormal situation, Zhao Xianzong's thoughts tightened slightly, and the boundless terrifying aura suddenly reversed, and all disappeared as if they had never appeared.
"Life and death! life and death are really like this, life is extremely dead, death is extremely life, and sure enough, death is not the end, but only the beginning!"
This kind of reincarnation between life and death is completely beyond the previous understanding, and Zhao Xianzong's previous understanding of the law of life and death is completely different, there is really no strength or weakness between the laws, there is only a difference in comprehension, if he uses his own understanding of the law of life and death at this time to face his previous self, Zhao Xianzong is confident that he can kill his original self within three days.
This is a kind of qualitative sublimation, the behavior of the old man who calculated the tomb keeper at the beginning, but it seems to be a wise decision today, the combination of this tree of life and the disk of life and death can once have an epiphany of such a law, otherwise, even if you have a great opportunity, I am afraid that it will not be of much help to the law of life and death, because the road you want to take is essentially a path to the source, rather than being limited by the will of the plane to pursue the mana and magic weapon, those things are given to you by the will of the plane in the final analysis, but not the most existential existence.
For example, if you die at this time, as long as the divine soul is not extinguished, or even a trace remains, you can already return to the peak with the laws you have comprehended, and the time required is definitely very short, but if it is another strong person, even if he is a strong person at the anti-heaven level, if there is a trace of divine soul left, it will take countless years to recover to the peak.
This point has been verified from the experience of many strong people in the Divine Tomb, and Zhao Xianzong's fear of many strong people in the Divine Tomb Plane is much smaller.
The thought moved slightly, and a small sapling appeared on Zhao Xianzong's left hand again, in addition to this, there was still a small disc the size of a jade disc under the sapling, which was the life and death disk.