Chapter 403: Journey to Chaos
The vast chaos is boundless, and there are all kinds of wind, dark thunder, and chaotic storms, among which the danger is unknown, that is, the saint falls in the chaos, loses the support of the world, and will be lost in it, and even has the risk of falling.
In the chaotic region, which is not hundreds of millions of miles away from the desolate world, the world is constantly swallowing the chaotic qi around it, quietly growing.
This world is a quarter the size of the desolation, and at some point, life has begun to be born in the world.
Mountains and rivers, oceans and stars, each with innate gods and spirits are born in it, and on the earth, living beings begin to walk in it, multiplying and multiplying, there are dragons and phoenixes, unicorns, shapeshifting demon races, and there are human races, and the races are complex, completely like a microcosm of a desolate world. Among them, there are even those who are gifted, who observe the mysteries of heaven and earth, and embark on the path of cultivation.
In this world, above the nine clouds, a quaint temple is located, in the temple, a majestic and mysterious figure is silently watching the whole world, no matter the various races, survival, and even every living soul embarks on the path of cultivation, he lies high above the nine clouds, without saying a word, without interference, let the development of the world.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhou's gaze withdrew from the world, and then glanced at the desolate world beyond the chaos, in the distant land, which had fallen into the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and muttered to himself,
"The Flood Desolation God is finally on the right track, and this world has begun to grow slowly, it's time to explore that exotic land!"
The sound is like a thunderous bell, with an indescribable majesty, but it is confined to one temple and has never leaked to the outside world.
This world, which is a quarter of the world compared to the flood famine, is not a world that the Zhou clan has transformed with Qinglian, no matter what the flood famine will be in the future, even if the flood famine is destroyed, with this world, the Qinglian vein is enough to be safe and worry-free.
Bu Zhou's eyes flashed with a fiery look, as if he was thinking about something, after a long time, I saw that Bu Zhou's suddenly pointed to the center of his eyebrows, there was no bright light, there was no gorgeous rhyme, everything seemed to be natural.
On the center of Bu Zhou's eyebrows, a tiny point of light fell, and the point of light became larger and larger, and when it fell in front of Bu Zhou's body, it had become a light cluster of the same height as Bu Zhou's.
The light of the light cluster began to dim and disappear, and a figure appeared in place, the figure was very similar to the face of the Bu Zhou clan, but the face was kind, as if it was a mortal, and there was no noble and supreme aura of the Bu Zhou clan.
"I've seen the deity!" I saw the figure slightly towards the Bu Zhou family.
No, Zhou bowed slightly, looked at the figure and his eyes flashed slightly, and said,
"Be careful when you're going to a foreign land!"
"With the information given by the deity, plus the back hand left by Yang Mei Daoyou, this time I can explore the secrets of the foreign land!"
No, Zhou nodded, stretched out his hand and lit out a ray of light, burrowed into the doppelganger, closed his eyes, and said no more.
Seeing this, the doppelganger saluted to the Buzhou clan, turned around, moved under his feet, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared outside the world, standing in chaos.
"Chaos!" the clone sighed as he looked into the endless depths of chaos.
Before leaving, he glanced at the two chaotic areas near the other side of the desolate world, and then walked towards the depths of chaos.
In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who was sitting on the cloud platform, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the Buzhou clone in the chaos, and muttered to himself,
"Fellow Daoist, let's go!"
When the words fell, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, the Four Sects and the Seven Sages, Yin Shang and Xiqi were all under his gaze.
In another place in the chaos, a huge hollow willow tree was constantly swallowing chaotic qi and recovering from its injuries, only to see that the willow tree's action of swallowing chaos suddenly stagnated, a willow branch hung down, and the figure of Yang Mei Daoist appeared.
Yang Mei Daoren looked at the direction where the Zhou clone left, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he muttered to himself,
"Exotic, I hope that Daoist friends will gain something from this trip!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help sighing, turned into a willow tree again, and continued to recover from his injuries, after all, time was running out!
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The chaos is boundless, even if the Heavenly Dao Realm exists, I don't know how big the chaos is, as the Buzhou clan continues to walk towards the depths of chaos, the sense of the desolate world becomes weaker and weaker, and finally disappears completely.
"Fortunately, the connection with the deity has not been broken!" When he couldn't sense the desolate world at all, the face of the doppelganger couldn't help but change, but after sensing the deity's location, his face returned to calm again, and with the exotic coordinates given by Yang Mei Daoren, he continued to walk towards the depths of chaos.
In this line, I don't know thousands of years, in chaos, there is no concept of time at all, it is said that it is chaos for thousands of years, but I don't know how many years of famine. However, Zhou's clone had no time to pay attention to it and continued to walk towards the foreign land. Saying that it is walking, it is more like jumping time and space, otherwise with the chaos and the distance between foreign lands, just walking over is afraid that it will take endless years.
This journey has opened the eyes of the Bu Zhou family, although chaos is dangerous, it also contains opportunities.
This fate is not the treasure of chaos, but the perception of the Tao, the creation of chaos, the birth of life, and countless small worlds are created and disappeared under the collision of chaotic qi. The more he looked, the deeper Zhou's perception of the Great Dao became, and these perceptions, with the return of the clone, would inevitably turn into further food for him.
"No wonder Yang Mei Daoyou's cultivation has grown so fast!" Bu Zhou's heart suddenly realized that the difference between chaos and flood, different world views, and different mystical truths have an unimaginable effect on the perception of the Great Dao.
However, the Zhou clan did not plan to stay in the chaos for long, and continued to walk towards the depths of the chaos, towards the foreign land.
I don't know how long it took, but the Zhou clan came to a chaotic region, and in the center of this area, there was a huge world, as dazzling as a dazzling sun.
The size of this world is not inferior to the Flood World, and from a distance, the feeling given to the Bu Zhou Clan is completely different from that of the Flood Wilderness.
"Exotic!" Bu Zhou suddenly stopped, and did not choose to go any closer, looking at this side of the world, a fine light flashed in his eyes.
After all, with Yang Mei in front of him, he knew that this world was not simple, and there were five of them that were not inferior to the existence of the deities, so the Zhou clan naturally did not dare to approach them easily.
"Fortunately, there are the means left by Yang Mei Daoyou, otherwise if you want to come to this world silently, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!" Bu Zhou said with a smile.
As he spoke, Bu Zhou took out a willow leaf, and after the willow leaf approached this foreign land, it began to emit fluorescent glow, as if it was communicating with a place in this world.
"But before that, it's better to turn this body into a mortal body!" After the Bu Zhou clan took out the willow leaves, he did not choose to enter at the first time, but after thinking for a while, he decided to turn away from the cultivation and enter this foreign land as a mortal.