There seems to be some truth in this understanding, but with the wisdom of the immortals, after a little thought, it feels far-fetched.

Obviously, Panshen, Taishang, can't be equated just from a literal understanding!

At this time, the group of immortals was already standing in mid-air, surrounding the pagoda, but no one flew to the height of the Haoran Emperor, after all, it was the previous emperor, even if it was a virtual image, it was necessary to maintain enough respect.

The emperor smiled, did not move, and looked extremely mysterious.

The police illusion fairy suddenly rippled in the heart lake, on the heart lake as calm as a mirror, there was no wind and spontaneous ripples, the water rippled, and the ripples spread from the center to all directions, and there was an alien golden divine thought emerging on the heart lake, and the divine thought quickly turned into a small immortal image, with a vague face, it was the Emperor Weiyang.

The police fairy is not surprising, and seems to have become accustomed to this usual way of communication between father and daughter.

She immediately inquired with her heart, and Emperor Weiyang was expressionless, but responded with one word: "Worship"!

The police illusion fairy didn't understand what he meant, and when he was about to ask, the Weiyang Emperor who had been transformed by his divine thoughts had disappeared.

The waves were calm, the heart lake gradually subsided, and a ray of wisdom divine light from the mud pill palace began to penetrate down, penetrating the divine heart palace.

The police illusion fairy suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and when he saw the previous emperor, didn't he want to worship?

She immediately straightened out the towering cloud sideburns, and those golden jade beads made a nice sound, ding ding dong.

Ying Ying Wanfu, saluting: The fairy police of the Love Heaven Mansion has seen the emperor!

The emperor smiled, did not move, his eyes were empty, and he looked directly at Cangyu. The twelve-colored jade on the crown of Pingtian shook gently, and this Haoran Emperor was like a statue.

The immortals saw the image of the police illusion fairy meeting the emperor, and they comprehended, Qingcheng Zhenjun, Cangwu Daojun, Chunyang Immortal Jun, Tang Juan, Lu Xixing and even Wei Wuji and other war immortals all worshiped the emperor one by one, and even Lu Li, who had always been inseparable from the heavenly court and remained transcendent, made a serious gesture, but the Haoran Emperor still smiled.

At this time, the eyes of all the immortals were focused on Hongchen, in fact, Hongchen had already had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he knew that all this was because of him.

To confirm his guesses, he deliberately dragged it to the end.

Under the gaze of everyone, he finally took two steps forward, gave a deep salute, and said: "The junior Hongchen has seen the Emperor Haoran!"

Strange things finally appeared, the emperor's virtual image was like a crystal light, his eyes turned, no longer looking directly at the inexplicable distance, but looking at Hongchen!

"Red dust? Good, good, good!" the illusory image of the Emperor made a golden jade sound, with a godless majesty.

It seemed that he was no longer an inanimate illusion, but was infused with a divine thought, and the image of the Emperor Haoran gradually solidified and became more and more realistic.

The immortals are terrified!

Emperor Haoran no longer spoke, but raised his arm and pointed into the distance, "Divine Mountain!"

As the words "Sacred Mountain" were spit out, there was a loud sound in the sky, as if a divine thunder had fallen. The image of the Emperor quickly blurred, and just as the wind blew, it suddenly turned into nothingness, and the sky was as clear and silent as before.

The immortals only had time to shout, but they couldn't keep it. A generation of emperors, a little residual image and divine thoughts have finally disappeared completely!

All the immortals had a question in their hearts: when the Haoran Emperor called the God King, that "Hongchen" turned out to be "Red Dust"!

The god king who is the party is also at a loss.

There was silence in the field. For a while, all the immortals fell into the contemplation of life, just as the emperor also had a moment of complete extinction, and he was just a hurried passer-by in the long river of history. Although the avenue is constant, the true nature is immortal, and the soul can exist alone only to be reborn, after all, the past life process has disappeared, no matter how brilliant and wonderful, no matter how memorable and great, it will be wiped out by the years and forgotten by history!

All the immortals are born with this feeling, and in the face of the future that can never be grasped, the future of life, there is a faint fear.

Normally, immortals don't think about the end of life and rebirth, because whether it is the lowest order true immortal or the highest order golden immortal or Taiyi golden immortal, life is long enough, so long that it is terrifying!

Hongchen has been in the heavenly realm for some time, and he already knows that the life of an immortal is like the process of the rise and fall of a world, and it also has to go through several stages of growth, residence, deterioration, and destruction. Generally speaking, the young face of the immortal is in the stage of growth, from the birth of a young child to the young, the shortest time, decades or hundreds of years, and then enter the stage of living, the stage of living is the longest stage of life, the appearance is always young, at most will have some beard, appear very mature. When it comes to the bad stage, the duration is not so long, and it usually shows a variety of old states, and when it comes to the stage of extinction, it is also a short stage, and it is usually very old.

It takes many, many years for an immortal to complete his life, so that many true immortals will forget their past and forget some things when they were young, which sounds incredible, but it is actually real.

Lu Xixing couldn't understand the silence of the immortals at this time, he was actually like the newborn fairy child in the immortal pool, everything had just begun.

At this time, if he knew that the immortals would also have the end of their lives, he would probably be unstable. Because in the lower realm, the Shenhua Dynasty, the monk is the most respected, the dynasty is all glorious for having the root of the Tao and the opportunity, the princes and nobles recorded in the history books and even the princes and grandsons of the emperor are everywhere to seek the Tao, and the whole dynasty is prosperous. The reason why this is so is because in people's cognition, cultivation is to seek eternal life, and cultivation is to one day ascend to the heavenly realm of immortality, immortality, and eternal beauty. All the immortals recorded in the scriptures are supernatural powers, vast and omnipotent, and their longevity is the same as that of the sky! The sky is not bad, and the longevity is endless! And how can the sky be bad?

Hongchen didn't think about these heavy questions, he was still too young, and there were countless mysteries waiting for him to solve, such as the moment, he had to think about the words left by the emperor.

Qixian Lu Li will not think about this, he is Lu Li who can cross the heavenly realm, Lu Li who is proud. At the moment, the corners of his lips curled slightly, quite a bit of a joke.

With the complete disappearance of the image of the Emperor Haoran, the huge pagoda that was the carrier of the virtual image also lost the meaning of existence, as expected by the immortals, in the great earthquake, the pagoda slowly swirled into the ground, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, a grand and soft golden light poured out from the place where the pagoda disappeared, and under the push of the vast immortal power, the immortal bodies couldn't help themselves, and they were neatly shielded from this beautiful little world, and then the beautiful little world disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, just a few breaths.

Everything vanished as if nothing strange had ever happened.

"The power of the emperor" Hongchen silently realized this vast immortal power, and was touched and enlightened. The characteristics of the mana displayed by Emperor Haoran, such as this small world, made Hongchen feel suddenly enlightened.

Open the Heavenly Scripture, I'm afraid it's not as simple as judging the truth or falsehood for yourself, just from the fact that the Haoran Emperor only reacts to his own salute, this Open Heavenly Scripture is very important to himself, and maybe it hides some heavenly secrets.

Hongchen couldn't help but think of the night of the banquet of the immortals that day, he and Lu Li were taken to the Heavenly Mansion by the Police Fairy, and had a long talk with the Emperor Weiyang at that time, and many topics at that time could be said to be completely ignorant, for example, the Emperor asked Hongchen, is there a problem with the Heavenly Realm here, the last catastrophe lasted for a short time, but the damage to the Heavenly Realm was unprecedentedly huge, what do you think of this question? Hongchen remembered that he was completely unable to answer at that time.

Now he has a lot to know about the heavenly realm, especially the wonder of the creation of the heavens and the earth, which is of most interest to the God King.

For example, when he left the "Haohuatian" who fought with Lu Li, the viscera in Hongchen's body gave birth to a series of chain inductions, and he felt that he vaguely knew the secret of Haohuatian, but he didn't say anything to anyone.

Heaven is indispensable.

"Sacred Mountain", Hongchen couldn't help frowning.

Which sacred mountain is the Emperor Haoran referring to? The heavenly realm is so big, Hongchen has seen more than 100 names of the sacred mountain from the classics alone, which one is it?

It's not just him, in fact, the immortals should be thinking about this. Hongchen carefully recalled the direction of the "Haoran Emperor" and calculated. Since leaving the heavenly court, the heaven and earth he has passed through all the way have formed a three-dimensional picture scroll in his divine consciousness, and it has been constantly improving and enriching.

It is almost certain that the "sacred mountain" is the key to unlocking two different versions of the "Open Heavenly Scripture".

So, what should be the journey of the Patrol Mission? This is a question that the God King does not consider, he likes to follow fate.

Tang Juan suddenly remembered something, this mountain full of five-colored stones is a good thing, and he can't break his promise to Lu Xixing. So I hurriedly picked some and put them in my sleeves.

Although the sleeves of his fairy robe are sloppy and seem unclean, there is something unique inside, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the sleeves are full of talent.

The group of immortals left the "Fallen Heavenly Mountain", and it was still the police fairy who pointed in a direction, and Hongchen took the lead.

The immortals didn't say anything all the way, just harnessed the immortal qi and accelerated their flight.

The team of hundreds of people did not make a sound, and it turned out that all the immortals were silently reciting the "Panshen Open Heaven Sutra". Regardless of whether this scripture is true or false, whether it is a panshen or a Taishang, the mystery of the avenue contained in it is something that every immortal can sense. At this moment, the immortals really want to find a holy place to meditate and understand.

However, something surprising to the immortals happened, after leaving the "Fallen Heavenly Mountain" for only a million miles, the immortals only recited four or five scriptures silently in their hearts, and found that they had forgotten so much, almost forgetting in sentences, and later, they had forgotten five or six sentences out of ten, which was really difficult to complete, let alone the opportunity to further realize the Great Dao.

The immortals sighed in their hearts, knowing that the opportunity was like this, they could not be forced, how much they understood, and they had their own fixed numbers, so they silently combed the context, and recorded all the Tao they understood in the heart palace to recognize the gods, these memory parts, after all, belong to the Tao and will not be forgotten.

Several golden immortals, wisdom and mana are not the same, in addition to being able to remember the truth of enlightenment in the heart palace to recognize the gods, and in the brain mud pill palace, the place where the original god lives, leaving an image, just like the pagoda seen in the "Fallen Heavenly Mountain", still in the form of inscriptions, recording the scriptures, but the text on the tablet, according to the residual memory, columns, rows, many missing.

Their thoughts are the same: in the long years ahead, they may be able to recover this part of the forgotten memory. This mutilated text, the text carries the Tao, and with the comprehension of the Tao, it will naturally be restored!