Chapter 612: The King's Realm
The cultivation of the Divine Spring, if subdivided, should be divided into seven realms, and finally the god and the soul will merge and embark on the path of soul cultivation through the cultivation of the spirit.
Like at the beginning, a drop of divine spring was born, which is the first realm of the first primordial realm, which is called the one-yuan heaven, the stage of cultivating the gods.
The second stage of cultivating the gods is the stage of entering the gods, which is called the Liangyi Heaven, which symbolizes that a hundred drops of divine springs are integrated into one and turn into a pool of divine spring water, which is also the origin and prototype of the word "spring" of the divine spring.
In the future, it is the three talents, the four elephants, the five elements, the six combinations, the seven yao and so on.
These realms, among which there are quite a lot of exquisiteness, as well as various symbolic meanings and mysteries, will not be mentioned for the time being.
Let's just say that Bi Yu can condense the divine spring before he stepped into the realm of the Qi King, and with the magic of the Bailing Holy Liquid, he has taken a big step on the road of cultivating the gods, and has advanced to the realm of Liangyitian, but he has already led many people, and the foundation is profound, rare in the ages, not to mention that there are no ancients before and no one after him, it should also be a rare existence.
At this moment, Bi Yu's body was pure and immaculate, and he was unprecedentedly powerful, even some Qi King Realm Great Perfection powerhouses, unless they specialized in cultivating the way of the body, it was impossible for them to have a strong physique comparable to him.
And his nine-rank divine spring is not comparable to ordinary Qi King Realm powerhouses, even Xiao Wei and other Tianjiao, the condensed divine spring is only at the level of eight-grade, which is not as good as him.
The flesh is strong, the divine spring is strong, and the vitality of the body has already been quenched into the true element, and there is a black hole cyclone in the body.
said that Bi Yu was not a powerhouse in the Qi King Realm, and it was estimated that no one would believe it.
But in fact, he is indeed not a powerhouse in the Qi King Realm, he still lacks something, this thing is particularly important, not any heavenly and earthly treasures can be obtained, not any secret art can be exchanged.
What he lacked was the gift of heaven, the recognition of heaven and earth, and the evolution and sublimation of life form from the mortal realm to the royal realm at that moment.
It is a complete transformation of temperament, body, and soul.
The black blood flowing out of the seven orifices naturally fell off Bi Yu's skin, and his whole mind was immersed and entered the stage of mystical meditation.
The whole body is disease-free and dirty, no dust is added, his thoughts are sublimating, but he is thoughtless, there is no fluctuation of thoughts at all, like a circle of ancient wells, there are no waves, it seems to be a piece of dead wood, rotten but revealing vitality.
In the secret room, time passed, and nine days passed.
In the past nine days, a lot of things have happened in the outside world, but Bi Yu is closed in the secret room and deaf to him.
He is like a hibernating snake, and like a silkworm trapped in a chrysalis, waiting for the moment when the metamorphosis comes.
At that moment, the flower blooms, it is the result, it is all the causes that have accumulated before, and at that moment it becomes the effect.
There has always been a legend in the sea of clouds.
In this legend, there was once a warrior who sat under the Bodhi tree and realized the Tao, and on one day of enlightenment, the Bodhi tree bloomed, and on two days, the Bodhi tree bore fruit
On the third day, the Bodhi tree flowers fall, on the fourth day, the leaves of the Bodhi tree decline, on the fifth day, the Bodhi tree withers, and on the sixth and seventh days, the Bodhi tree reopens and scatters, continuing to reincarnate for a quarter.
But in those seven days, the warrior had already completed the transformation of his life form, and in just seven days, he had gone through a process that others had not necessarily completed for seven or even seventy years, and stepped from the mortal realm to the king realm.
This kind of legend is very absurd, but many people believe it.
There are some people who have a positive attitude, thinking that the martial artist must have a pure heart, and there is no distraction in cultivation.
This kind of person is favored by the heavens, and naturally descends luck to protect him.
Such a person is a natural saint, and he cultivates one realm a day, so he becomes enlightened in seven days and enters the realm of kings in seven days.
Bi Yu is not a natural saint, even if he has great perseverance, determination, and wisdom, and even has such a supreme treasure as Huanyu Jade, and top methods such as the Doomsday Heavenly Scripture, he is still just an ordinary man.
But Bi Yu has come step by step, he has the accumulation that the saint does not have, and the selfless state of mind can also be compared to the pure heart of the saint, although the luck he obtained, although it is not directly given by God, but it also belongs to the ranks of the top nine products.
What the saint has, he has, and what the saint does not, he also has.
The saint's seven-day enlightenment and achievement of the king realm are the heavenly pavilions of the mirror, but Bi Yu has been thoughtless for nine days, and the natural breakthrough of the realm is an inevitable process of being down-to-earth and coming naturally.
On the ninth day, there was a sweet fragrance in the chamber, as if the flowers were blooming, and the room was full of fragrance.
Bi Yu's figure sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly floated, and his skin began to emit a slight fluorescence.
That is when its pores are opened, and the true yuan glow in the body flickers in the various tendons and secret pores, projecting onto the skin and emitting through the pores.
At this moment, Bi Yu had already entered an ethereal state, his mind was ethereal, and his body was the same.
His burned hair grew again, black and bright, tougher than before, and his bones were crunched in the friction, as if an electric arc was born in this friction, full of great power.
Bang la, bla blah!
The sound of the waves of the waves is subdued together, but this is the sound of the qi and blood surging in Bi Yu's body, which is extremely rhythmic, and when you listen to it, it seems that the person in front of you is not a person, but a vast ocean.
One by one, the long hair stood up, as if someone was standing on a high place, pulling Bi Yu's long hair up and pulling Bi Yu up from the ground.
In Bi Yu's body, the black hole cyclone stopped rotating, and it was like a glass mirror, disintegrating, collapsing, and destroying inch by inch.
In Bi Yu's Mud Pill Palace, a pool of divine springs is surging, exuding a black glow, slowly expanding, splitting, merging, expanding, and splitting again and again.
Bi Yu is like an outsider, he doesn't know what all this is happening, he doesn't feel pain, and he doesn't have a trace of panic.
In the dark, his whole spirit, temperament, and soul are undergoing a subtle change.
This kind of change is the state of mind, the spirit, and the transformation of the soul, Bi Yu seems to be an old man fishing alone in the mist and rain, fishing for loneliness, leisurely, and a unique aftertaste.
In a trance, he recalled his previous self as if he were looking at a frog in a well looking at the sky.
The vision, mood, and spirit are no longer the same person.
The frog at the bottom of the well and the frog jumping out of the bottom of the well belong to the same frog, but this same frog, after jumping out of the bottom of the well, has undergone earth-shaking changes.
At that moment, Bi Yu understood, and he opened his eyes.
The collapsed black hole cyclone in the body has become the past, the present and the future, broken and reshaped, and what is reshaped is a pitch-black, substance-like orb.
At this moment, he has attained enlightenment, and has stepped from the mortal realm to the royal realm.
In the Meixin Mud Pill Palace, the divine spring is combined into one by three strands, and it actually emits the sound of surging flowing water, which has become a small stream and grows, and the majestic divine thoughts are contained in it, like smoke.
(To be continued.) )