Chapter 287: The Eye of the Heavenly Dao
In the Chaos Zixiao Palace, Heavenly Dao Hongjun's gaze looked in the direction of the Netherworld Mansion with a little ugliness, and all his energy had been focused on the monitoring of the Demon Realm and Rahu, but he rarely cared about the Netherworld. It's just that there is no merger in the Houtu, and there is no saint born in the tunnel, which makes Hongjun bother to pay attention to the Netherworld.
Although the Netherworld Mansion has a huge amount of luck, although it is not as good as the luck of the Flood World, there are still seventy or eighty percent, but it is a pity that there has always been a Houtu suppression in the Netherworld. The Netherworld is originally the body of Houtu, she can be in the body and the earth at any time, and give full play to the strength of the middle stage of the Heavenly Dao, if Hongjun does not have the support of the Heavenly Dao, it is impossible to take the underworld.
But the Netherworld Mansion is closely related to the Flood Desolation World Realm, and if the two Heavenly Dao powerhouses fight, the Flood Desolation World Realm is probably going to suffer. Moreover, the Tunnel is also nominally a part of the Heavenly Dao, and Hongjun's approach is very likely to make the Heavenly Dao Law collide with the Underground Dao Rule, so that the Honghuang World Realm will really be chaotic, and it is impossible for the Heavenly Dao to support Hongjun's luck in taking the underworld.
Heavenly Dao doesn't support it, and Hongjun can't help it, after all, he is far worse than Heavenly Dao. The most important thing is that not long ago, Rahu opened the sky, and the birth of the Heavenly Dao Heavenly Demon attracted all Hongjun's attention to the past, so that he didn't have time to watch the situation in the Netherworld, so that there would be so many strong people in the Netherworld Mansion today.
Looking at the nine heavens that had risen for nine days, almost with the eleven breaths of the saint's combat power, Hongjun's face was extremely gloomy. The reason why he wasted so much effort to make Buddhism flourish was to resist the invasion of the demons of the demon world, so that the time of the demon realm was infinitely shortened, as for directly interrupting the Daxing of the demon world, this is simply unrealistic, the avenue is supreme, and the rules he set, the heavenly way does not dare to violate it, and can only pick up leaks from it, let alone Hongjun.
But now in the case of the underworld, it seems that in the future, the enemies of the Xuanmen may no longer be the demons of the demon world, and it is very likely that these owners of the Netherworld will be monks who are comparable to the combat power of saints.
"Eleven are comparable to the combat power of saints, even if the Buddha Gate, Xuanmen, and Demon Realm are combined, I'm afraid they may not be able to win! If the saint doesn't make a move, the three will almost definitely be defeated, how can this be good?" Hongjun's head hurt a little.
On the other hand, in the Netherworld Mansion, eleven huge blood cocoons, crazy devourer ghost aura, and the cracks on those blood cocoons are getting bigger and bigger, and the rich ancestral witch aura faintly begins to leak out, like wolf smoke for thirty-three days, making countless great supernatural beings look sideways.
Looking at the blood cocoon with some cracks, Houtu was also a little excited, since the Lich War, the eleven ancestral witches have been beaten back to their original form and become a drop of Pangu essence blood, these countless years of missing brothers and sisters, Houtu can be said to be living like a year, and the heart of longing is naturally looking forward to them being transformed as soon as possible.
Hou Tu's eyes looked at the blood cocoon that was gradually crumbling expectantly, and the strong aura of the ancestral witch made countless ghosts in the entire underworld begin to be frightened, Hou Tu glanced at it slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, the vast momentum of the many ancestral witches was isolated.
As time passed, the blood cocoon that gradually collapsed could not withstand the breath of the eleven super powerhouses, and it collapsed in an instant.
In an instant, pillars of light of different colors rose from the top of the heads of the eleven ancestral witches, and the mighty momentum swept towards the Three Realms like a monstrous wave. "Roar, roar, roarγγγγγ" A cheerful roar sounded from the underworld, and eleven clouds stood up to the sky and there were millions of feet tall phantoms standing above the Flood and Desolation World.
And seeing the appearance of these figures, those older generation of desolate gods almost stared out their eyes. "The Twelve Ancestral Witches, these are the Twelve Ancestral Witches who have fallen during the Lich War, haven't they already fallen? How can it be possible to reproduce the Flood Desolation, and each of them has the aura of a saint, how is this possible?"
And in the Netherworld Mansion, Hou Tu looked at the giants in front of him who were 99,990 zhang tall, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red. How many years have passed, and how many cold and summer have passed since the end of the Lich War, and the expectations in my heart have finally come true.
And Di Jiang and the other eleven ancestral witches also glanced at each other, and they all saw the joy of each other. No matter what the battle situation was back then, none of their brothers and sisters were missing, and that was the best thing.
But at this moment, in the sky above the Netherworld, a huge black hole suddenly appeared, and a silver-white eye indifferently glanced at the many ancestral witches below and the back soil, ruthless, indifferent, and regarded all beings like ants, making many ancestral witches quite uncomfortable.
The Eye of the Heavenly Dao didn't care if you were at ease or not, pillars of light shot out from the Eye of the Heavenly Dao in an instant, and eleven brilliant rays of light fell towards the eleven ancestral witches, and the vast power of the Heavenly Dao made the void begin to gradually distort.
But before the eleven pillars of light fell on the bodies of many ancestral witches, a white jade hand rose from the heads of many ancestral witches, and the power of the law also shot out from Houtu's hands, blocking all the pillars of light shot down by the eye of the Heavenly Dao. And there is naturally only one person in the entire Netherworld who can so easily block the action of the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, the controller of the six realms of reincarnation-Houtu Niangniang.
Although Houtu took over the eleven pillars of light of the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao after all, far from being comparable to the Houtu, and the Houtu who took over the attack of the Heavenly Dao, his face has begun to turn a little pale at this moment. But Houtu still glared angrily at the Eye of Heavenly Dao, "Heavenly Dao, what do you mean by this? Since the brothers have escaped the Lich Tribulation, it can be seen that they are still lucky, why do you want to kill them? If you don't give me an explanation today, Houtu will never give up." β
The Eye of Heavenly Dao blinked slightly, his eyes still indifferently scanning Houtu, and there was no explanation in his cold gaze.
And at this moment, the void cracked again, and Hongjun's phantom quietly appeared in the sky above the Netherworld. Looking at the angry Houtu, Hongjun shook his head slightly and said, "Daoist friends have misunderstood, since Di Jiang and the others have already passed the Lich Tribulation, Heavenly Dao will not make any more moves." β
"What did you say about the situation before?" Hearing Hongjun say that the Heavenly Dao was not to kill the ancestral witch, Houtu's face softened a lot, but he still looked at Hongjun with some indignation, after all, the Heavenly Dao directly hit the eleven pillars of light without saying a word, and it was natural for Houtu to misunderstand.
Hongjun glanced at the eleven ancestral witches, and then said with some strangeness: "The physical bodies of the eleven ancestral witches have reached the limit below the saints, if they break through, they will buy the level of physical enlightenment." Enlightenment in the flesh is an existence comparable to sanctification, and if you want to preach, you naturally need to go through many tribulations, and these blockades sent down by the Heavenly Dao are one of them. Hongjun's face remained unchanged.
Di Jiang below suddenly spoke: "What we are practicing is the alchemy of the martial arts lineage, and the physical body only needs to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, so why do we need the Heavenly Dao to come forward in person." β
Although physical enlightenment is easy to say, it is extremely difficult to do, and it requires a lot of perseverance. However, the price is huge, the receipt is also huge, and although it is difficult to attain enlightenment in the flesh, it is a road to heaven that is no less than sanctification. The same immortality, the same endless force, the same longevity in heaven and earth, the same sun and moon, it is much better than the sage Dao Yao who has not seen the scene for countless years, and is almost a dead end!
And the greatest difficulty in the physical enlightenment is when the Tao is preached, when the shackles of the Heavenly Dao are broken. Because the shackles of the Heavenly Dao are equivalent to the blockade of the Heavenly Dao on you, breaking through the natural enlightenment, if you don't break through, it's nothing, just do it again.
"You are a desolate being, and enlightenment in the flesh means breaking away from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will not allow it. Hongjun's gaze indifferently scanned the many ancestral witches.
And just when Di Jiang wanted to speak again, Candle Jiuyin on the side suddenly pulled him, and then it was rumored, "The strength of our waiting has reached the edge of preaching, and we can preach anytime and anywhere." And the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable said that in the Flood Desolation World, we will be oppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and this time it is probably trying to seal all our physical bodies, and there is no possibility of enlightenment. β
"What?" Di Jiang's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he looked at the Eye of Heavenly Dao with some anger, but unfortunately his strength was very different from that of Heavenly Dao, even if he could become Daoist in the flesh, he was still an ant in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, just a slightly larger ant, and only a Heavenly Dao powerhouse who could make Heavenly Dao move to retreat could only be a Heavenly Dao powerhouse who was on an equal footing with him, and even a junior Heavenly Dao powerhouse might not be placed in Tiandao's heart.
As long as we leave the Flood Desolation Realm and hide in a place where the laws of the Heavenly Dao cannot extend, with the Pangu bloodline in our body, the physical enlightenment will definitely be 100% successful, and even the Heavenly Dao will not be able to help us at that time. Candle Jiuyin said.
"But we're leaving, isn't it just Sister Houtu left, this can't work. β
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