Chapter 1165: Spiritual Silence, Six Years!
"Six years!"
"Humph!"
Zhang Fan's gaze retracted from the blood tablet, and the rare compassion suddenly converged, and when he looked out of the cloud pool, he had already turned into a cold color.
There was no doubt that if he wanted to, he could now sever the chains that had bound the Terrans in the clouds for countless years, but he didn't do so.
Because, now is not the time.
If you want to destroy the blood monument, you must first collect the complete cloud pool restored by the three treasures in the clouds, so that Zhang Fan can certainly set up a treasure, but it will also make the cloud pool sky, which has protected him for thirty years, collapse immediately.
In that case, he would have to immediately face the entire Celestial Clan, the Three Great Transformation Gods and Ancestors, and there would be no room for him to turn around.
Originally, with the spirit of having just achieved the transformation of the gods and stepping on the road of immortality, Zhang Fan may not be able to defeat them in battle, and he will not be afraid of them at the worst.
However, the period of spiritual silence was like a sharp blade hanging above his head, so that he did not dare to act recklessly.
At this time, Zhang Fan fell back from the peak of the Yuanshen Dacheng and the sudden escape from the barrier of heaven and earth, and a strange feeling began to spread out from the newborn Yuanshen.
"Silence!"
On Zhang Fan's face, a wry smile emerged.
There were already traces of spiritual silence, and the previous sweeping of his unbridled divine thoughts exhausted his spiritual power, which accelerated the process.
When he stroked the blood tablet, Zhang Fan felt something in his heart, and immediately made the decision to stay for another six years.
Standing still, he slowly closed his eyes, and immersed all his mind in his body and into the primordial spirit...... After a long time, he sighed: "The so-called spiritual silence, I see!"
A personal investigation is better than all the repeated repetitions of the classics, and the secret of spiritual silence flows through his heart like a clear spring.
The original god has just been completed, and after the initial venting, it is inevitable that he will be immersed in such a state.
At this time, the original spirit can be compared to a newborn baby.
The newborn baby, after the first cry announcing his or her arrival into the world, is either asleep or in a thirst for the first milk.
The same is true for the newborn primordial spirit, which, like a newborn baby, also needs a process of perfection and adaptation.
The period of spiritual silence is such a process.
The so-called "spiritual silence" is not the real silence of spiritual power, but is in a state of ups and downs.
It's like a newborn baby falling into a deep sleep, breathing steadily to communicate with the outside world, and occasionally waking up crying loudly.
Zhang Fan's state at this time, the Yuan Shen seemed to have also entered a deep sleep, and the torrent of spiritual power that was surging like the Yangtze River suddenly transformed into a trickle, intermittent, and could no longer be relied on.
God knows how those newly promoted gods who are immersed in the ecstasy of the primordial gods can bridge this psychological gap from the nine heavens to the nine shadows.
At least Zhang Fan at this time was very uncomfortable.
"Whew~"
For a long time, his face changed countless times in a moment, before he breathed a sigh of relief and stabilized.
"During the period of spiritual silence, it's not easy to suffer!"
Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a helpless look on his face.
This is the rule of heaven and earth, the instinct after the beginning of the primordial god, he can't change it, he can only accept it.
A moment of probing made him clear about the situation in his body.
Zhang Fan, who fell into spiritual silence, most of his strength was limited to the peak level of the Jiedan, and if he really wanted to make a move, at best, he was not afraid of ordinary Yuanying real people.
If it is in ordinary times, this is enough, after all, the strong people in the Yuanying real people are not so easy to meet.
However, outside the cloud pool canopy, there are enough three Avatar Divine Dao Monarchs waiting for them, not counting the good hands among the more than 100 heavenly people, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the peak of the Jiedan, and it is not enough for them to stuff their teeth.
During the period of spiritual silence, Zhang Fan's cultivation fluctuated, but when he was at his strongest, he was only the peak of the Yuanying and could not climb to the realm of transforming gods.
If you really want to exert the power of the primordial god, it will only be possible after he has passed the period of spiritual silence and the primordial god is perfected.
"Ten years as short, as long as a ......"
"This period of spiritual silence is not good!"
For a while, Zhang Fan couldn't think about it except for a wry smile.
After a while, a sprinkled voice echoed in the cloud pool:
"Six years later, the canopy of heaven will open, but I want to see if you can leave Zhang in the period of spiritual silence?"
"If you can, Zhang has nothing to say, if you can't, hahaha~~"
"Providence wants to let the celestial and human clan perish, don't blame Zhang for being ruthless!"
...... Outside the canopy of the cloud pool, there was a dead silence.
The celestials looked at each other, and the six words of the three celestial ancestors before leaving were echoing in their minds:
"Six years later, swear to kill it!"
Thinking of these six words, and then looking at the cloud pool canopy that had calmed down, as if it was brewing as silent as the stormy sea, a chill suddenly echoed in the hearts of all the heavenly people.
They understand that the subtext of these six words is: If Zhang Fan cannot be killed at this last chance, then what awaits them will be ...... - clan annihilation!
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, when the fluctuations in the cloud pool canopy were incessant, the words of the three heavenly ancestors discussing and analyzing each other were never isolated, and every word fell into their ears.
"Zhang Fan's Yuan God has become a god, and since then he has stepped into the secret realm of immortality and become a god Daojun!"
At this time, he must have fallen into a period of spiritual silence, which can be said to be his weakest time. ”
"Six years later, the cloud pool canopy will collapse, and it will take at least ten years for Zhang Fan to pass the spiritual silence period!"
"This is our last chance......"
At that time, no one felt that there was anything wrong with the words of the three great ancestors, even if the person sitting in the cloud pool was just a newcomer who had just stepped into the realm of transforming gods, and had not even possessed it.
What their celestial clan has is the three veteran Avatar Dao Monarchs, and they are even besieged by a large array formed by the power of the clan.
Such a huge contrast, but it has never made even a celestial person feel that the ancestors are making a big fuss, the changes in the Tianchi in the past thirty years, although people have not seen it with their own eyes, they can feel as if a high mountain is rising from the ground, and it is gradually climbing to a height that they can no longer reach.
Even if the three great ancestors did not say anything, they also understood:
"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent!"
While the celestial beings outside the cloud pool were in deep thought, the three great avatars led by the Jade Bell Venerable Ancestor appeared in the small valley where they had originally lived in seclusion.
"Big brother, will we hit the children like this?"
After appearing, the Thunder Venerable Ancestor among the three said worriedly.
"If the jade is not cut, let them be!"
Yuzhong Zunzu paused, first sighed, then turned into a determined color, and said without hesitation: "We can't care so much about how far we can go." ”
"What we can do is to help us get on the way, and by the way, we will kill Zhang Fan's threat, and ...... in the future"
A wry smile appeared on the face of the Jade Zhong Venerable Ancestor, and he said, "If the heavens want to kill my clan, how can human beings resist it?"
Between the words, this generation of Divine Dao Monarch, who didn't know how many years he had survived, actually showed an old and tired look, shook his head, and walked towards the fog behind the valley.
"I, a celestial family, are terminally ill, perhaps, this is the hope of the final rise......
At the back of the Jade Bell Ancestor, the old man's voice came with the wind, and in his ears, the two ancestors of Divine Sword and Thunder couldn't help but show reverence on their faces, and followed closely behind him.
With the footsteps of the three of them, the fog behind the small valley that seemed to exist forever melted and dispersed, revealing its true face under heavy cover.
"Boom~~"
With a roar, a whirlpool loomed in the clouds, which was the natural revelation of the gathering and dispersion of the clouds and qi of heaven and earth.
If any monk in the clouds, even the celestial clan, saw a scene in the small valley, he would definitely exclaim in surprise, not believing his eyes.
A majestic palace, as if dozens of mountains were stacked on top of each other and then carved into a huge palace, appeared behind the small valley.
On the plaque of the palace, the ancient god of the ether is imprinted with three big characters with an endless desolate atmosphere:
"Heaven ~ Man ~ Palace ~"
This is the real Heavenly Palace, the core of the Heavenly and Human Clan.
The three great ancestors settled in this inconspicuous small valley, not to protect and get close to this ancestral land in the true sense.
This palace is huge, but there is no sense of complexity, and it even seems a little simple compared to the dense palaces that are all over the sky.
It is this sense of ruggedness and simplicity that makes it unique.
Ancient and long, rough and simple, this heavenly palace brick by brick, is precipitated by the ancient wilderness, with the sky as the dome, the earth as the mat, the mountains as the tables and chairs of the ancient clumsiness and heroism.
Such a magnificent palace and huge building are not suitable for human habitation, and the origin of its inheritance may not be the current celestial and human race.
After a confrontation with the ancestor of the Heavenly Man, if this Heavenly and Human Palace fell into Zhang Fan's eyes, he would definitely think of it for the first time: "Ancient Giant!"
Such a magnificent palace is just right for the huge body of an ancient giant, sitting on the ground in it, indulging in indulgence.
In fact, at this moment, there is also a huge body in the Heavenly Palace.
The majestic, oppressive figure seemed to be in a deep slumber, and the steady sound of breathing echoed through the empty palace, like the tireless roar of the wind.
"Unscrupulous descendants, jade bells, divine swords, thunder, worship ......"
In front of the plaque of the Heavenly Palace, the three ancestors worshiped reverently and fell to the ground, accompanied by the word "worship" that echoed between heaven and earth, among them, the Jade Bell Ancestor seemed to have made up his mind, slowly got up and showed a firm look, and walked towards the Heavenly Palace step by step.
"Bang~Bang~Bang~~!"
The sound of his heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the two great avatars of Thunder and Divine Sword, and the two of them couldn't help but tremble.
They, what is this going to do?
...... Six years is how long it is, that is one-tenth of a Jiazi, and it is also the years that most people cannot ignore in their long lives.
In the past six years, the celestial people outside the cloud pond have lived in peace and tranquility, but they have a sense of being like a year, and most of them have never felt that they have suffered for a lifetime in just six years.
Now, the hourglass of time has finally come to an end.
(To be continued)