The dojo of the beautiful landscape in the past has been integrated into the dojo of the Dao fruit of the old Taoists, and then to the current mountain and rock cracking, and then to the ruins of the broken wall that can be seen in the eye, as well as the breath of the Tao and the Dharma that no longer exists between the mountains and fields.

All the changes themselves, in the silence of the withering, reveal the sad end of those old Taoists.

At such a state of cultivation, the non-existence of the Dao Law is completely equivalent to the collapse of life.

And even with such an old Dao, all of them died, and the cultivators really couldn't imagine that in this increasingly turbulent storm, in the curtain of destruction that ran through the heavens and the earth and fell, in the void rift where all the Tao and the Dharma did not exist, as if they were going to swallow up all the heavens and the earth.

The cultivators of the Western Soil really couldn't imagine what kind of monks could survive in such a turbulent storm and the nothingness where the Dharma did not exist.

The collapse of the heritage of the sects itself, as well as the lack of succession in the continuation of the legal system, have become a foregone conclusion in this instant.

Almost instantly, when such a thought struck, the cultivators looked at each other one after another, and then turned back and crossed towards the place where the mountain gate was.

From this moment on, there was no more so-called battle between good and evil, and the sects had to take the most conservative attitude to spend the most difficult period of the sect's succession.

After all, the Western Soil is not an isolated realm with a closed door, and the withering of the various sects will only cast the extremely greedy gaze of the Great Sects of the Holy Land outside the Western Soil.

Before the torrent and aftermath of the real general trend collide one after another, all the sects need to preserve the last essence and vitality.

As for the long and narrow chasm of shock, the terrible storm that constantly devoured the heavens and the earth.

That's not something that the sects can take care of.

In an instant, more than one person looked in the direction of Middle-earth.

The Divine Realm True Persons of all the Sects are all driven by the Heavenly Cultivation of the Two Realms, and now, only the Divine Realm True Persons of the Two Realms of Heaven are sitting in the realm of the Nine Chambers of the Treasure Immortals, and naturally, this kind of shocking change of the heavens and the earth also needs to be controlled by the most outstanding cultivators in this period.

It is true that when the sky falls, there are tall men who go to the top.

And in fact, at the moment of the birth of the shocking change, above Zhongzhou, in that mysterious and isolated scene, suddenly there seemed to be a corner of the world illuminated by the moonlight, and then, it was the figure of the hazy Zen master who did not distinguish the appearance and charm.

The moment the Zen master appeared in his form, he seemed to want to cross the void and reach the place where the western earth was.

But before the figure of the person could move, the warning of some kind of pure destruction for no reason, caused the person to stand still again.

For no reason, staring at the overlapping Sumeru barriers, feeling the narrow cracks and storms that devoured all kinds of pure destruction, the Zen master suddenly felt a kind of danger brewing in the midst of enough trauma to destroy his own life.

It was the power of pure heaven and earth collapse, and the storm itself seemed inconspicuous, and there was even a rare breath that erupted and diffused from the narrow cracks, except for the sight of destruction and devouring all things.

Even the whimpering wind at first was swallowed up in destruction and nothingness in the submersion of the storm itself.

All the scenes are so awkward and full of disparities in this moment, clearly the most turbulent scenes of destruction, but all of them appear peaceful in the silence, seem ordinary, and appear without traces.

The mistake is not that gratuitous warning from heaven, this Zen master even really has the idea of crossing to the place with empty steps, and then turning the tide with his own strength.

And it was precisely in accordance with the feeling of the warning of the heavenly machine that suddenly, the meaning of the loud sound disappeared, and the Zen master saw the horror of destruction from the real turbulence.

It was the destructive aura between the overlapping barriers of the real realm, even if Gao Zhuo was like a true monk in the divine realm, how could a Zen master have the ability to compete with heaven and earth.

If the true Dao method can have such a mystery in this realm, the old and new monks will not be like the long years of time surrounding these great realms, and people's brains will beat out dog brains.

In the silence, every wisp of spiritual light in the narrow dark gray storm path emerged, all of which were enough power to shake its cultivation method itself and wrap its body into it!

Moreover, by the warning of the heavenly machine, the Zen master who was bathed in the moonlight further sensed that with that narrow crack constantly devouring all the universe and all the world, constantly devouring the heavens and the earth, at the level of Taoism and cultivation, at this moment, it was like an invisible hand covering the sky, gently pressing the dome of cultivation to the limit down slightly.

Very subtle changes.

That subtlety is even far weaker than the encroachment of that narrow crack on the entire heaven and earth.

But it's like the heaven and earth that have been devoured almost without a return in that nothingness.

At this moment, Zen Master Nayuehua also felt that the dome of the cultivation realm that had been pressed down, and he also lost the possibility of returning.

If it is said that the warning of the heavenly machine earlier was only a pure warning to Zen Master Yuehua from the level of calamity, then when the cognition of the cultivation level was transmitted to Zen Master Yuehua at this moment, Zen Master Yuehua really had a certain sense of horror in front of him.

And it is precisely with the elaboration of such emotions, without the slightest hesitation, that Zen Master Yuehua immediately beckoned, with some kind of secret method without a trace, to attract the "Jade Book" to appear on the side of Zen Master Yuehua's figure.

The Heavenly Cultivators of the Two Realms want to master the realm of the Nine Chambers of Treasure Immortals, and there is no need for the monks sitting here to master how high the Dao method and combat power are at the level of the true people of the Divine Realm, as long as he can master the Jade Book, it is equivalent to mastering the pass and lifeline of this realm!

And at this moment, when the hazy Yuehua also shrouded the "Jade Book" at the same time, suddenly, the Yuehua Zen Master's sense became more and more real and clear.

The fall of the dome that has been cultivated as a layer is closely related to the encroachment of heaven and earth in this great realm!

The slightest shrinkage of Sumeru's origin means that the upper limit of this realm's cultivation has been reduced.

And it is precisely this concept that is further confirmed and finalized.

Almost instantly, the Yuehua Zen Master did not hesitate to lead the "Jade Book", and in an instant, the pure aura and essence were reflected in the "Jade Book", and then, under the traction of the Zen Master's wonderful law, it really turned into a beam of moonlight, and between the air, impartial, it was shining into the narrow crack.

The birth of this wrinkle is inevitable.

As for this moment, it has become the majestic power of heaven and earth nature that no one can compete with, let alone the Yuehua Zen Master, even Chu Weiyang, who took the initiative to promote all this, and he couldn't stop the process of change.

Everything is a change in heaven and earth, and Chu Weiyang is just gently pushing at a few points in this change process.

But for Zen Master Yuehua, this wrinkle is indeed earth-shattering, but the scope of irradiation is only the western soil after all, and the void rift has not been further penetrated, which means that its own extension and devouring also have a certain limit.

And since there is a limit to devouring, then for the Zen master, there is a way to solve the matter.

It's nothing more than taking the initiative to fill it to the limit where it should be.

For Zen masters, the power of heaven and earth is completely different from the spiritual essence between heaven and earth, but for the rift that is devoured, there is no difference, it is just the appearance of the devoured.

Therefore, if you want to teach this crack to swallow less and more of the power of Sumeru that is engulfed in it, and if you want to teach the dome that has been cultivated to a level no longer has a change of falling, you need to replace the power of Sumeru with the essence of the spirit next to it.

After all, the atrophy of the Great Realm itself cannot be returned, but the loss of Lingyun for a while will eventually have a process of being made up for in the evolution of the Dao of all the Vientiane between heaven and earth.

Even, at this moment, through the "Jade Book", through its own control of the four regions, when Zen Master Yuehua's absorption of the essence of the spiritual rhyme between heaven and earth, evenly distributed between the vast and lofty heaven and earth, implemented between one of the spiritual mountains and beautiful waters, it is even difficult to truly feel the decline of the spiritual rhyme itself.

This is the rich heritage of maintaining the ancient original appearance of the great realm!

And it was precisely under the blessing of such a foundation that when the water Yuehua turned into a torrent and continued to pour into the crack, he saw the changes in it, and Zen Master Yuehua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, with the filling of the spirit essence, in the crack of nothingness, the turbulence and devouring of the storm, and the folding of the Sumeru barrier itself are still inevitably occurring and continuing, but the crack itself is no longer unscrupulously entangled towards the farther "greed", and more Sumeru power will pull the heavens and the earth together, and fill the silence of destruction together.

The rift itself is brought under control at this moment.

Even the raging destructive aura itself became no longer so fierce in it, and everything was eliminated between the fall of the moonlight, and gradually, it seemed that it was only the pure Sumeru storm itself, combing through the changes of the Sumeru barrier, pulling it to complete the process of overlapping and closing.

All of this seems to be just a shocking change that catches people off guard.

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And at this time, the Lingfu Cave is in the sky.

Rarely, Chu Weiyang's movement of shaking the flag is no longer so frequent.

The aura of the dragon veins was still descending down the Sumeru vortex in the dome towards the cave sky, but it was no longer as frequent.

After all, no matter what, this is the overlap of the Sumeru barrier itself, not Chu Weiyang hollowed out a corner of the realm of the Nine Chambers of Treasure Immortals, and then greedily smelted all of them into his own dojo.

No matter how abundant the leftovers are, there will be a moment when they are exhausted.

Now, all the changes themselves are gradually coming to an end, looking around this vast and lofty cave sky, not only the dojo of his own body, but also the various island dojos of the cultivators in the vast ocean, which are no less than the various island dojos of Lingfu Island in the past, this kind of harvest itself has made Chu Weiyang more and more satisfied.

And at this time, suddenly, a raindrop full of spiritual charm with both virtual and real dripping from the rolling sea of clouds.

In his ignorance, the Taoist almost subconsciously reached out to catch this drop of spiritual rain.

"It's weird, why did you ruin so many beautiful mountains and rivers in the realm of the Nine Chambers of Treasure Immortals, and there are still good things that rain from the sky?"

As he read softly in confusion, when the Taoist raised his head again, all of a sudden, it was a pouring spiritual rain that suddenly sprinkled down on the Cave Heaven Realm!

(End of chapter)