Chapter 348: Burial of the Heroic Soul (Part II)
"Woo ......"
The crying continued, pathetic and reverberating throughout the world.
"Look at the sky over there!" Suddenly, the Daoist priest raised a hand and pointed to the sky in the distance.
When Ye Nan heard this, she raised her eyes to look, but her expression suddenly changed.
I saw that in the endless distance, above the sky, one after another avenue chains were arranged very neatly, and under the effect of that cry, they were like waves.
Each avenue chain, as if poured gold, glowing with a heavy metallic luster, they are closely attached to each other, there is not the slightest gap, looking from afar, it is like a golden sea, vast and brilliant.
How could Ye Nan not recognize that this golden ocean, the chain of metal plates of the Great Dao, was the Ten Thousand Dao itself that she had wanted to wear away countless times since she had practiced so far!
On weekdays, the ten thousand ways are not visible in the world, hidden in the mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars, although no one can see it, but its existence can be felt everywhere.
Only when the strength reaches a certain level will they perceive and capture the existence of the "Dao" step by step, so as to perceive it, so as to improve their "Dao" and improve their cultivation.
The realm of the four extremes is only the threshold of this step, and after stepping into the realm of the four extremes, if you want to further improve the realm and cultivation, you can't rely on any external objects, you can only rely on "enlightenment", which also reflects this truth.
The so-called thunder tribulation and heavenly tribulation are just the embodiment of the will of ten thousand ways, which is why in the history of cultivation throughout the ages, except for some anti-heaven demons, most of the amazing and brilliant people are also after the four poles, and they began to gradually accept the baptism of the heavenly tribulation.
However, even if he surpassed the realm of the four extremes, or even surpassed the dragon and entered the Sendai realm, no monk had ever dared to say that he could compete with the Ten Thousand Daos, even if he was as strong as the king of the Dao, and those who fell under the Heavenly Tribulation, there were countless in the past.
Maybe the ancient emperor and the emperor can do it, but such an existence is a giant mountain that can never be looked up to, and the records about them, throughout the entire ancient history, are as rare as a rarity.
And at this moment, the figure of this aging dragon bell in the distance, just by virtue of his own cry, can make Wan Dao manifest, and even affect Wan Dao in turn, which is completely beyond the three people present on the cognition of strength.
"Woo."
That figure was not only crying, but seemed to be talking about something, but no matter how Ye Nan, the Daoist Priest of Lack of Virtue, and the Ancient Saint of Donglai tried to capture it, it was difficult to hear the specific content.
And at this moment, the figure no longer played with the silt, he just stood alone in place, revealing a lonely hesitation, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.
After a while, a faint sigh came from afar, which also affected the Great Dao and directly echoed in the hearts of the three of them.
Ye Nan, Daoist Priest of Lack of Virtue, and Ancient Sage from the East only saw that figure seemed to look around again, so they suddenly jumped into the tomb he had dug for himself and buried himself.
"Fellow Daoist, this person seems to be also a Taoist priest, and he is a little blessed." Suddenly, the ancient saint from the east opened his mouth coldly.
Ye Nan's heart moved when she heard this, although her divine sense was far inferior to that of an ancient saint who had lived for two lifetimes, she could vaguely recognize that this figure did seem to have some. Plump.
"I said senior, let's talk directly, you don't want to express it, that person is Dao Ye himself, right?" The Lack of Virtue Daoist had obviously noticed this as well, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked more intently in the direction of the figure.
At this moment, the crying stopped, and the heavens and the earth returned to a state where the needles could be heard, and the breathing of the three of them came and went, and everything was as silent as death.
"By the way, what about those Heroic Spirits, they led us here, and they didn't just want us to open this bird. A place where not a single bird can see. The Taoist priest who lacked virtue suddenly realized something while speaking freely, and swallowed the three words behind him.
When Ye Nan and Donglai Ancient Sage heard this, they looked back with the same curiosity, but found that the tide-like heroic spirits behind them were all motionless, showing a strange solemn aura.
For some reason, witnessing this scene, Ye Nan suddenly thought of the magnificent scene of the three Feathered Heavenly Soldiers dueling the Six Yin Soldiers in the Battle of the Underworld in the past.
What about the endless army of Heroic Souls in front of him?
Died in battle, obsessed with it, turned into a heroic spirit, only for the horse leather shroud, and the soul returned to his hometown.
Thinking of this, Ye Nan couldn't help but glance at the Ancient Saint from the East, but found that this white-haired old man also had a complicated expression, looking at this Heroic Spirit Legion.
In a sense, the ancient saints from the east and the army of the Heroic Spirits all have the desire to return to their homeland, but one of them is nearing the end of his life, and the other is already dead.
At that moment, a strange sensation appeared, and the three of them turned around at the same time and looked in the direction of the figure again.
At this moment, it was as if something affected the flow of time, it was an indescribable feeling, as if they were in this world, but also like a spectator, everything around them was out of reach and unrelated to their bodies.
The ancient saint from the east deduced it slightly, and suddenly his expression changed greatly, and he told Ye Nan and the Taoist priest who lacked virtue that at the moment when they were just stunned, the time of this heaven and earth had passed for 100,000 years.
Due to the absence of the disturbance of the cry, the ten thousand paths in the distant heavenly dome gradually faded, but they did not disappear, but returned to the most original state.
At this time, after a few breaths, according to the deduction of the ancient saints from the east, about 700,000 years have passed at this time.
Ye Nan noticed that even if time passed, in this piece of heaven and earth, all the graves did not change in the slightest as they were at the beginning, not even a grain of sand fell, and the whole world seemed to be still with the deep sleep of that figure.
However, she could clearly perceive that the mound with crystal soil had undergone an extremely obvious change, and it looked a little dark.
A million years, two million years, three million years. Time has become the least valuable thing in this world, and in the end, the ancient saints of the East didn't bother to deduce, allowing time to pass at this strange rate.
The three of them waited patiently like this, they were not idle, and naturally knew that the matter would never end simply, because the heroic spirit behind them was still quietly waiting for something.
Time has passed rapidly, even exceeding the span of recorded ancient history, which means that the age of these tombs in front of them occurred in an ancient time that they could hardly imagine.
And at this moment, a hand that looked slightly blessed suddenly stretched out from the earthy crystal tomb.
The dust settles.,Tomorrow everything will be back to normal.,Adjust it to the evening update later.,The rest of the time will be finished as soon as possible!