Holding the Eight Great Ancestral Talismans in his hand, Zhao Xianzong was also frowning and silent in the secret room, at this time, all the Eight Great Ancestral Talismans were in his hands, plus the second-ranked ancestral stone in ancient times, he had collected all the treasures of this plane rune at this time, but at this time, he didn't know what to do.

These treasures are obviously from the hands of immortals, according to speculation, they may not be the hands of ordinary immortals, they are only Mahayana cultivation at this time, and they seem to be one step away from becoming immortals, but this step does not know how many sons of Tianjiao have been stuck, and how many capable people have been buried.

"Up!"

The nine ancestral talismans surrounded Zhao Xianzong's body, and they spun rapidly, and one after another visions suddenly appeared out of thin air, tearing the space, the cold cold, the scorching fire and the mystery of life and death, the supreme posture of devouring, all passed from Zhao Xianzong's heart one by one.

Ignoring the rapid rotation of the Nine Great Ancestral Talismans, there is a faint sense of fusion, at this time, Zhao Xianzong has already fallen into that huge memory, the seven planes have gone all the way, nearly a thousand years of time have been experienced one by one, countless people and things, everything he has experienced has been crossed from his heart one by one, as if he has experienced it all over again.

A desolate, barren aura abruptly rose from Zhao Xianzong's body and swept away in all directions, and all living beings in his place were sensitive.

The countless monks on Qiankun Island all felt the feeling of the Holy Ancestor Continent again for a while, and Ying Huanhuan, Mo Luo, Lin Dong and all the monks of the Wudang Plane who had not experienced this incident were all shocked and inexplicable for a while, and Mo Luo and the others were even more frightened when they saw the powerhouses of the Reincarnation Realm, because it was only for a moment that they could conclude that the owner of this breath was still above the Reincarnation Realm.

Ying Huanhuan was in it at this time, feeling a sense of déjà vu, as if there was also this kind of aura in the memory she had forgotten.

This kind of abnormality lasted for three whole days, but there was still no sign of abating, Tang Shi had no choice but to order all the monks on Qiankun Island to withdraw, and in addition, many large arrays were set up to protect them, because they could already vaguely guess that maybe the Holy Ancestor had made a breakthrough again.

The nine ancestral talismans that are constantly flying around Zhao Xianzong in the secret room have gradually begun to merge, forming a palm-sized jade talisman with a simple shape, on which there are faintly eight lifelike patterns, there are snowflakes flying in the sky, there are scorching heaven and earth furnaces, and there are also strange patterns of life and death constantly changing, these visions seem to be engraved on the jade talisman, but they seem to be up to the heart of people.

Just when this brand-new jade talisman was slowly generated, the power of heaven and earth that was completely different from each other was injected into the body of Zhao Xianzong, who was closing his eyes, through the connection of the jade talisman.

This is the power of the true power that is completely different from cultivation, these newly emerged powers are like laws, and Zhao Xianzong, who had not been able to contact these before, is slowly absorbing, understanding, and mastering the power of these new rules through this new jade talisman at this time.

As time passed, Zhao Xianzong faintly felt that the entire world had undergone indescribable changes, and those normally unbreakable spatial barriers were full of loopholes in Zhao Xianzong's perception at this time, as if just one thought would shatter the space of thousands of miles.

At the same time, the entire space seems to be interspersed with silk threads, and as long as these sights are destroyed, the whole world will collapse with a bang.

But these silk threads are many and dense, each one is full of toughness, Zhao Xianzong's divine consciousness moved slightly, and the sword of divine consciousness only cut a few before dissipating out of thin air.

Just as these rules continue to be instilled, and Zhao Xianzong is also constantly contained and understood, time has passed in a hurry for thirty years.

The rules of life and death, the rules of fire, the rules of thunder, the rules of devouring, the rules of frost, the rules of darkness, the rules of the flood, the rules of space, and the eight rules Zhao Xianzong knows everything, but if he wants to control them all, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

These eight rules benefit from the particularity of the fused ancestral talisman, it is not easy for Zhao Xianzong to perceive their origin, and among these rules, Zhao Xianzong only controls a lot of the rules of the flood wilderness, because after he fused the heart of the dead plane, his control of time is already very powerful, but it is fashionable and cannot maximize the power, and can only play a role with physical contact, but with the improvement of cultivation, such means are already a little stretched.

"Boom!"

With a humming sound, the Divine Palace in the Divine Consciousness had suddenly become several times larger again, and at the same time, a stream of time power came from the void, and all of them shrouded Zhao Xianzong, who was sitting cross-legged.

"Bang!"

The stone platform under Zhao Xianzong's body has begun to decay rapidly, and then turned into powder, and Zhao Xianzong, who was sitting cross-legged, is also aging rapidly, but in an instant, it turned into a decaying body, and then turned into white bones.

"Bang!"

The white bones immediately turned into a small powder particle again, and Zhao Xianzong's whole person had already disappeared, if another person did this, he could already see that this was a state of death.

But the strange thing is that the physical body has turned into powder, and even the divine consciousness no longer exists, but the desolate aura that envelops Qiankun Island is getting bigger and bigger.

Time flies by another twenty years, and in the already empty and lonely secret room, something unusual once again appeared.

The pile of white powder particles on the ground suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and flew up very quickly, and over time a human form gradually revealed its form, and this human form was shaped from that pile of powder grains.

The faint white skeleton, without a trace of flesh and blood on it, is like a skeleton puppet controlled by people, but if you look closely, you will find the strangeness of this skeleton, this white skeleton bones are all that kind of quaint patterns, each pattern seems to be chaotic, but in a closer look it gives people a different kind of beauty, and it seems to contain the power to destroy the world.

Ordinary people will be dead at a glance, and even if the powerful monk comes, it is estimated that he can't look at it for a long time, because it contains the contemplation of the rules of time, and the moment the cultivation is not deep, it will be passive, pulled into the endless long river of history, and will become a puppet of time from then on, and cannot break free.

"Condensation!"

As a low voice sounded, the vast aura that had shrouded Qiankun Island for nearly fifty years suddenly dispersed, and it quickly reversed back, condensed around the white bones.

At the same time, Sen Sen's white skeleton suddenly slowly plumped up, and a dark figure also reappeared.

Zhao Xianzong slowly looked around him, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"This is the Immortals!"

After mastering the rules of time and part of the rules of life and death, Zhao Xianzong finally understood what an immortal was and what immortality was!

At such a level, as long as you don't want to die, or encounter an existence that is stronger than yourself, then immortality is just a gesture for yourself, and the rules of time bless you, you will never die, and you will never grow old, even the soul.

The rule of life and death is a branch of the rule of time, and with a movement of one's own mind, people can experience a reincarnation between life and death, which is really the ultimate realm of one thought of life and one thought of death.

At this time, I am ten thousand times stronger than before!

This is the perception of immortals, no matter how powerful the Mahayana period is, after all, they are monks and mortals, and no matter how weak the immortals are, they are immortals after all!

Although Zhao Xianzong has not seen other Heavenly Immortal Cultivators at present, he guesses that his ability and means at this time may be far above that of ordinary Heavenly Immortals.

As soon as the thought moved, Zhao Xianzong disappeared from the secret room, and instead appeared on a vast sea with no trace.

At such a level, the twelve tricks of Qingyou can really exert its power, and the Mahayana cultivation can only use the Qingyu power word recipe and the Qingyou injury word formula, but at this time, it can use the Qingyou Dun word formula, the green shadow gold word recipe and the green quiet wood word recipe.