In space.

The changes at this moment can be said to be extremely huge, and the ripples permeate the entire void, and the terrifying aura spreads in space.

At this moment, if there is an alien civilization, it can discover the solar system at this moment.

You will find that all the rules of the universe have changed here.

Planets, planets, stars, everything, everything has changed.

With the solar system as the center, the star system with a radius of thousands of light years has completely collapsed at some point, and there is no longer even a trace here.

The solar system is like a huge black hole, swallowing everything around it.

All the energy in a radius of thousands of light years has already been completely devoured, and at this moment, countless material energy is pouring into the Kun Solar System.

There is no sound in space.

But at this moment, the roar is becoming more and more eye-catching.

And the phantom of that sacred mountain is more and more revealed.

Obviously, when there is enough matter and even energy gathered, the sacred mountain will probably be completely manifested.

In the process of practicing fake and becoming true, the appearance of Kunlun Mountain has gradually emerged.

In the storage room.

Jiang Chen's gaze slowly retracted from space.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a curvature.

Smile presented.

For him, such a scene is undoubtedly good.

Or in the world he set, until this moment, it can be regarded as barely beginning to move towards completeness.

Otherwise, relying only on the small star of the earth, to make the strength of human beings improve by leaps and bounds and bring the world into a new dimension, it is basically equivalent to a fool's dream.

After all, the strength of the earth is only that high.

Even if countless energies are converging on the earth.

But as a planet, or a star, there is an upper limit to the amount of energy he can gather.

In Jiang Chen's opinion, the energy that the earth can gather can at most allow the earth's cultivators to reach the level of refining qi and transforming gods, and it is basically impossible to practice gods on a large scale and return to the void.

It's not that it can't break through, but the huge amount of energy required to practice the gods and return to the void is difficult to support.

Not to mention refining the Void and Combining the Dao.

That's not what the Earth can carry today.

In fact, by now, the earth has basically begun to approach the bottleneck.

If the earth wants to break through again, it is not so easy.

In this case, the manifestation of the world is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Three hundred years?"

The voice of self-muttering spoke, Jiang Chen quietly felt this change, and then there was a realization in his heart.

That is, Kunlun Mountain is completely realized, and with the current progress, I am afraid it will take another three hundred years.

Three hundred years.

That's not a long time for an average world.

For mortals, three hundred years is almost four or five generations, but for the world, it is only a snap of a finger.

This is especially true for the planet today.

It's not even a long time for humans on Earth today.

After all, there are not a few people who have broken through the level of refining qi and transforming gods now.

These people were even able to see that happening.

Smile presented.

Thoughts flow.

Jiang Chen's eyes looked at the book in front of him again.

And the outside world.

Nothing has changed.

The whole world has not entered a stage of rapid development, though.

But it is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

Confucianism and Taoism are spreading, Jindan Avenue is spreading, Dharma Taoism is spreading, and the vertical and horizontal roads are expanding.

With the passage of time, these avenues are showing their own scenery.

Jixia School Palace.

A few years have passed, and everything here has not changed much, even if the way of the law is spreading, it still has no impact on the Jixia Academy.

And this is still the largest and greatest school palace in the whole world.

If you want to talk about the difference, the only difference is that three years ago, a new big sacrificial wine was ushered here, Lu Guo Kongqiu.

And every day, the number of people in the class of this great priest is the largest.

This time is no different.

"I am five out of ten and am determined to learn, thirty and stand, forty and not confused, fifty and know the destiny of heaven, sixty and obedient, seventy and do what I want, do not exceed the rules."

On the podium, Kongqiu's voice reverberated below.

The student below listened very carefully.

There are no exceptions.

Today's Confucianism has become the world's manifest learning, and the way of Jindan and the way of law have become the existence pursued by the world.

Because these three realms are currently the most stepping into the refining of qi and transforming gods.

That's right, the most.

Even if the Confucian latecomers have already caught up.

Relying on the way of Confucianism, three people have stepped into the realm of refining qi and transforming gods.

In the face of such a way, everyone's eyes shine.

This is especially true for these students.

As the students of the Jixia School Palace, they are all the proud sons of the sky in this era.

For that legendary realm, no one can't help but have their eyes shining.

And on top of the high platform.

At this moment, the aura of Kongqiu is also close to the middle stage of refining and refining the god, looking at such a layer, I am afraid that it may break through at any time.

It's just that at this moment, he didn't take this step.

On the contrary, the breath became more and more peaceful.

The sound of the Tao filled the entire surroundings.

And in the school, all the students are vaguely infected.

Only the last figure in the academy couldn't help frowning.

There is a great confusion in my heart.

Unlike everyone else, there is hardly a civilian in everyone who can be here.

It's not that civilians are not good.

But in such an era, the education and even resources that civilians can receive are completely different.

The wisdom that can be unlocked is also completely different.

Under such circumstances, the difficulty for civilians to enter the Jixia School Palace is no longer to ascend to the sky, but almost impossible.

But Mo Zhai is different, he is a real commoner, Mo Zhai worked as a shepherd boy in his youth and learned carpentry.

He can be said to be a real commoner in the entire Jixia School Palace.

Listening to Kong Qiu's words at this moment, there were many doubts rising in his heart.

Such doubts are incomprehensible to no one else.

And seems to see something.

It's just that at this moment, Mo Zhai doesn't know what this is.

I can only continue to listen.

On the podium, Kongqiu's words continued to spread in the hall.

"Eight dances in the court, is it tolerable, which is unbearable?"

'Xiangwei Pigong, Son of Heaven Mumu', ridiculed in the hall of the three families? ”

"If people are not kind, what is the courtesy? People are not kind, how can they be happy? ”

"Dazai asked! Etiquette, rather than luxury, rather frugality; Mourning, with its easy also, rather relative. ”

"Yidi has a king, it is better to die in Zhuxia."

"If a gentleman has nothing to fight, he will shoot too! Let it go up, and drink it down. Its contention is also a gentleman. ”

"What does it mean to be 'smiling, beautiful eyes, and always thinking that you are gorgeous'?" "The giver is also a businessman, and the poem can be said to be complete."

"Xia Li, I can say, but it is not enough; Yin Liwu can say, Song is not enough. The literature is insufficient, so it is enough for me to collect it. ”

There seemed to be an infinite amount of light permeating Kongqiu's body.

The entire surrounding people were vaguely infected by his words.

Even Mo Zhai couldn't help but let go of his heart.

When the course ends.

Many people are still talking about Confucius's Confucianism, and many people's eyes are shining.

Only Mo Zhai was still frowning.

"Don't think about it, Zhai, go, go with me to find Ou Yezi, he seems to have refined a medium-grade spiritual weapon."

A laughing voice sounded, and a student patted Mo Zhai's shoulder directly from the back.

The abrupt voice made Mo Zhai come back to his senses and subconsciously look at the person who came.

"Yizhi!"

"Ou Yezi, medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

Mo Zhai was stunned for a moment, subconsciously spoke, and then his eyes lit up suddenly.

The person in front of him is his friend, who loses the handicap.

It is also the existence that is closest to his identity in the entire Jixia School Palace today.

Born in a family of generations of craftsmen, he has participated in many civil engineering and construction projects with his family since he was a child, and gradually mastered the skills of production labor.

"yes, hurry up!"

The public loser, or Lu Ban nodded excitedly at the moment, and he didn't hesitate at this point.

"Good!"

"Let's go!"

He hastened to respond.

Then the two left in a hurry.

The two pairs of people in their fate, in this different world, seem to have a different acquaintance and meet.

It's just that the two of them don't know this at this moment.

It is not clear which path was originally theirs.

At this moment, they ran excitedly to Ou Yezi's side.

With the passage of time and the success of Ou Yezi's refining, a discipline called "refining" was also opened up in the Jixia Academy.

It was not very difficult for the two to find Ou Yezi.

And after finding Ou Yezi.

Both were undoubtedly attracted to alchemy.

Mo Zhai's previous doubts were also suppressed for the time being.

Meanwhile.

Where Tianzhu is.

Shakyamuni and his 500 monks have passed through the green ridge and returned to the north of Tianzhu.

Looking at the mountains and mountains behind him, Shakyamuni's heart at this moment couldn't help but fluctuate violently.

Three years.

He had been in Huaxia for three years, and with the addition of walking on the road, he had been with Huaxia for almost six or seven years.

Such a time is not short for him.

It could even be said that he has passed a third of his time.

And in Huaxia, he almost saw a heavenly existence.

Over there.

Not only has the Tao, but also allows him to see the extraordinary world.

In the past, Seris was almost a mythical existence, but in the past few years, for them, it has almost become a myth.

At this moment, they don't have to imagine it at all.

Because any imagination is not as shocking as what you see with your own eyes.

And the shock of Shakyamuni is undoubtedly even greater.

In his mind, he still clearly remembered the books he saw in the Jixia School Palace that day.

The books that depict the primeval era.

The words in it, even when he thought about it at this moment, still shocked his heart violently.

It is a special scene of heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic like chickens, and Pangu is born in them. 18,000 years old, heaven and earth are opened, yang is clear for the sky, and yin is turbidity for the earth. Pangu is in it, nine changes a day, God is in the sky, and the earth is holy. The sky is one zhang high, the earth is one zhang thick, and Pangu is one zhang long, so eight thousand years old. The number of days is extremely high, the number of places is extremely deep, and Pangu is extremely long. There are three emperors in the future. The number starts from one, stands in three, becomes five, flourishes in seven, and is in nine, so the heavens go to the earth for 90,000 miles. ”

The words were presented in his mind, as well as the contents of the follow-up books of mountains and seas, all of which were constantly impacting his heart.

He couldn't imagine that era, and he couldn't imagine what kind of existence Huaxia was at a level.

That's probably more than they imagined.

Not even him, even the five hundred monks behind him, the touch in his heart at this moment was extremely huge.

In the past few years, they can say that they have seen everything incredible in China.

Even compared to the legend, compared to the Buddha's earthly kingdom, they were even more shocked.

For them, it is the true kingdom of heaven.

And they also saw the true man of God.

This is a place where there is no other place at all.

"Buddha, how should we do it?"

Behind him, a female monk stepped forward with a soft voice.

And his words also pulled Shakyamuni's thoughts back.

"Influence sentient beings."

"Amitabha!"

Shakyamuni clasped his hands together and spoke softly.

The next moment, he took a step, and there was no longer any hesitation in his steps.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to do that, because only by doing that, he would be able to return to that heavenly place again.

As for the inclusion of Tianzhu in China.

For Shakyamuni.

No, it's not even a bad thing for the whole Tianzhu.

I'm afraid that no one can refuse such a great temptation.

For it is the kingdom of heaven, the true place of God and man.

In comparison, what Tianzhu is is that, it is just a mortal land.

Entering the kingdom of heaven in the land of mortals is their ascension.

And in the midst of these thoughts, Shakyamuni also re-entered the territory of his own country.

At the same time, he also began to walk the whole world.

At this moment, he still hasn't unlocked the self-seal, even if he can do it, but he still hasn't.

The three years in the Jixia School Palace made him vaguely feel a new path.

And at this moment, he is going to go down this path.

And at this moment, Shakyamuni began to act.

Far away Europe.

It's quietly changing.

The arrival of Lear undoubtedly injected something completely different into the whole of Europe.

I don't know if it's the inertia of the world or the inevitability of history, but the history of Europe has not changed much compared to China.

It's still going on the same trajectory.

It's just that now, in Europe, the legends and myths of China are more miraculous and incredible than the original trajectory.

After all, here, the admiration of those two top scholars for Huaxia has almost reached an incredible level.

Even if their lifespan has not changed, the mythological descriptions of China that they left behind still attract people from all over Europe.

And these people have undoubtedly added another stroke to the mythological color of China.

(End of chapter)