armyinform Chapter 665 Evil Causes Become Calamities and Good Causes, 1 Increase and Increase Over the Heavens
Chapter 665 Evil Causes Become Calamities and Good Causes, 1 Increase and Increase Over the Heavens
Boom! !Boom! !Boom! !Boom! !
The aura of catastrophe lingered around Guan Luoyang's real body, and in the infinitely distant chaos, it seemed that there was a sound of something breaking every moment, and it was transmitted here along the karma.
That is the disaster brought by Li Changling's sculpted sword of karma, the disillusionment of immeasurable time and space, and the interlaced collision of nothingness and reality.
It is a deadly battle between illusion and truth for the only right to survive, and it is the cry of the future strong who should have been born in the lower reaches of the long river of time among the hundreds of millions of strangled light sources of time.
There are endless and immeasurable things. The existence that should be real has been turned into illusion by that sword, and he still uses his last afterimage to protest.
But nothing can surpass the chasm created by that sword at its source.
All resistance will only breed more karma, controlled by the trace of that sword, and continue to be used to carve countless time and space, control all kinds of avenues, so that the new karma will all evolve in the direction required by the sword master.
In Taiqing Chiming, all those who have reached the high level of Tianzun will basically start to comprehend their own great supernatural powers.
That is to use one's own Taoism as the internal foundation, observe the situation of the great catastrophe in the outside world, and create a supernatural method that integrates internal and external characteristics and is stronger than one's own normal state.
Guan Luoyang's Chiming Holy Tribulation Dao Tempering Technique can be regarded as a kind of great magical power that should cope with the tribulation.
As for Li Changling, although he could not use the Eternal Calamity Divine Fire to understand the situations of previous great tribulations so conveniently, he had already started to understand things related to the great tribulations a long time ago.
The ancient catastrophe was the closest catastrophe to the present, and that catastrophe was also extremely special. Three powerful men who became enlightened were born during the tribulation.
In particular, Gonggong, who was enlightened, was suppressed at the same time, making the wild world he left behind essentially entangled with the heaviest residual cause and effect in the ancient catastrophe.
Li Changling went into the Great Wilderness many times to observe countless imprints of gods and demons and ancient mysterious realms. From this channel, he deliberated on the situation of great changes in the great catastrophe and created the "Shenque Sword Chapter", the supreme treasure book of enlightenment.
In the endless calamity, all the ancient gods, demons, saints, immortals, Buddhas and monsters can't ride on the Taoist tower, they can only be entangled in the karma of karma. Can be detached.
The divine tower is on the top, the sword is under the cloud light, the fruit of the hanging cause, the fruit of the fruit is a catastrophe!
"cough!!"
The gazes of Guan Luoyang's real body and clone were unified, staring at the sword without avoiding it, but he couldn't help grunting in pain.
When that sword was swung out, the wrath and wailing of hundreds of millions of world groups echoed in his ears, his body became heavier and heavier, and all parts of his mind seemed to be bound separately in this breath of catastrophe. He tore it apart.
This aura of catastrophe spread outwards even more irresistibly, and it permeated the entire Northwest Boundary Sea in an instant, alarming all the strong people in the Boundary Sea.
The human race, the Leibu, etc., were originally working together to block the formation of the four heavenly courts, but as soon as the aura of disaster spread out, the aura of all the holy masters couldn't help but fluctuate.
The holy masters of all parties were so frightened that they were busy stabilizing the operation of their own holy land and resisting the aura of disaster, so they had no time to launch an offensive on the opposite side.
At this moment, when the fierce battle situation of flipping chaos, tearing apart nothingness, and turbulent world seas on both sides, there is a strange sense of relaxation.
"What's going on? Has the catastrophe broken out?"
"So this is what the Great Tribulation looks like?!"
"No, according to ancient books, the catastrophe of the heavens has no form or form. People in the catastrophe often suffer without knowing it. They cannot be detached. How could there be such an obvious direction?"
"This is magic!"
Many holy masters were panicked but not chaotic, and quickly discerned the current situation.
"This is indeed a supernatural power."
Pulixianzun looked at the sources of time derived from the folded corners of chaos and nothingness in the four great formations of heaven.
Those multiverses are also producing derivatives similar to the concepts of magic dragon and phoenix bird at this moment, which are obviously affected by this catastrophe.
The derivation and operation of the light source in these times before is the result of the joint efforts of all the holy masters, heavenly immortals, and earth immortals in the four parts of the heavenly court.
But now, just the aftermath of being carved by the Sword of Cause and Effect has reached, directly changing the main axis of all multiverses here.
As a result, the evolution of the internal Taoism, like a wild horse running wild, completely deviated from the original track, and with an increasingly fierce attitude, it performed an endless conquest of cause and effect.
"But it's not just because of my elder brother's swordsmanship..."
Puli Xianzun has seen the essence.
The reason why the aura of catastrophe created by this sword is so vast is because Guan Luoyang's own causes and effects are also extremely complicated.
The sword of carving cause and effect, after affecting all the worlds, suppressed Guan Luoyang, and extended outward along all the cause and effect connections of Guan Luoyang.
The causal connections that Guan Luoyang used to protect his relatives and friends were extremely tight, and Li Changling didn't even care about the existence of the other end of those connections.
On the contrary, his supernatural power of swordsmanship was derived towards a layer of cause and effect that Guan Luoyang hadn't protected much.
On the other side of that causal link is the main god light ball of the "Immortal Song" battle group, one of the main god centers created by [The Most Vicious].
All the battle groups, powerful men from all sides, and time and space from all walks of life that had been in contact with that ball of light were all interfered by this kendo supernatural power in the dark.
If it was in the past, when the overall situation of the reincarnated group was relatively stable, all war groups had their own means of suppressing the bottom of the box, and they might not be able to detect this causal interference and try to resist it.
But now, the level of turmoil in the entire group of reincarnations is simply much more serious than that of the heavens and myriad realms.
The powerhouses involved in it have already been entangled in many causes and effects, and have no intention of discerning where this new causal interference comes from.
The wargroups of other parties who are fighting fiercely with these battlegroups under [Most Fierce] are also drawn into the mottled karmic traces of this infinite circle, and synthesize new karma, which is fed back to the Northwest Boundary Sea, turning into real pressure, Breed more intense robbery.
"Feng Ming!!"
The voice of Mufeng Tianzun pierced through the chaos, and came rolling, "Use your real body to hide in Shouyang Mountain, control the power of Shouyang Mountain, incarnate Chiming Sword Intent, and echo Taiqing Chiming, you can avoid disaster for a short time , Against his supernatural power!!"
There was obvious anxiety in his voice, there is no need to be in a hurry, this aura of disaster is too strong and wild, vast and boundless, but it continues to grow at an unimaginable speed.
Guan Luoyang's Red Bright Holy Tribulation is a great magical power that is relatively easy to lose control of. Facing this kind of carved cause and effect sword, it can be said that it was just restrained.
The out-of-control catastrophe that Li Changling gave him far exceeded his own controllable ratio. If it continued to accumulate, even Dakong Minghai might not be able to bear it, and Guan Luoyang would definitely suffer heavy losses by then.
"Heaven's will has been scattered, but the catastrophe he is now involved in is not limited to the original heavens and worlds, and the method of avoiding catastrophe may not be effective."
When Guan Luoyang spoke, he opened and closed his mouth, and there was faint blood radiating from it.
The fragrance of blood that originated from his own high-ranking celestial being made him laugh.
"Besides, I've never been a person who avoids cause and effect. If I wanted to avoid disaster, I wouldn't come to Taiqing Chiming."
Guan Luoyang has never hated the existence of cause and effect.
The reunion with his relatives and friends was originally to establish cause and effect, and the reaction he made after entering many worlds and witnessing various events was also cause and effect, and there was nothing wrong with it.
He just doesn't want to see that at the end of karma, there will be an ending that will make the public sad.
"My battle is to create happiness. How can I allow my dragon and phoenix to kill each other indiscriminately?"
Guan Luoyang stood up above the sea of boundaries, opened his arms, and the sea of emptiness unfolded, covering chaos and nothingness.
The blue and colorful inner fire burned around him, and little bits of fire spread along countless causal connections.
………………
Deep in the white clouds, under the peach blossom forest.
The commoner man carrying a hoe walked to the thatched hut halfway up the mountain, watched the two men and horses fighting under the banner of different gangs at the foot of the mountain, sighed, and went into the house.
There is a wooden bed, a straw mat, and a long sword with a yellow bamboo handle wrapped in several layers of cloth, which can be used as pillows.
The Dragon King of Jiujiang has been dead for ten years, and the Jiangshan League, which has overwhelmed the martial arts and courts, has also fallen apart during these ten years.
After the death of the big devil who was so ambitious and buried thousands of people alive, not only did the world not get better, but it got worse.
There are 330 counties in the Central Plains, and [-] nine branches of the Jiangshan League. Half of them were destroyed, the other half were thrown into the government, and most of them changed their faces and became various new gangs.
The commoner man was once a knight-errant, determined to restore peace to the world, hoe the strong and help the weak, kill bullies, kill corrupt officials, and entrust some important responsibilities to people he likes.
But in this world, being virtuous doesn't mean being capable. Most of the people he valued have become muddleheaded before they have the chance to hone their abilities.
A person as noble as a phoenix will also be dragged into the poisonous pool by the snake, covered in blood and unable to wash it off.
One day, when he intervened in martial arts disputes again, he raised his sword and looked around, and felt that there were people who deserved to be killed in all directions, no one was innocent, and no one deserved to be helped.
Then does he himself still dare to say that he is innocent?
Retirement was already the only way he could think of.
However, now that the imperial court is deeply troubled, the mountains and rivers are full of chaos, the old royal family has taken the opportunity to return to the country, and foreigners are eyeing it, it is really difficult to find a place without disputes.
After returning to the house, he sat by the bed, still thinking about the glaring bloodstains down the mountain, the hoe in his hand was stuck on the ground, and he couldn't help sighing.
"Sigh your mother, you've been hacking me to death for ten years, and you're acting like such a shit, God is so unfair, how can someone like you practice martial arts stronger than me?!"
When the sound first sounded, the common man had already locked onto the source of the sound.
He hasn't practiced martial arts for several years, but sometimes when martial arts reaches a certain level, even if he doesn't practice, he will become stronger and stronger.
Although he has lost his fighting spirit now, he is actually far more powerful than he was ten years ago. Almost no one in the world can make a sound within twenty miles of him without being noticed by him.
But the thing that made the sound made him look surprised.
The one who spoke... was his sword!
"you……"
The clothed man stretched out his hand curiously, "Is that you talking?"
The sword jumped out before he could touch it.
"His grandma, you can't remember my voice, can you?"
The clothed man hesitated and said: "Old man? Why are you in my sword? Is it possible that someone in the world has practiced some kind of soul secret technique and put it on my sword?"
"Hmph, I don't know, I just woke up."
The sword turned around in a circle, and the voice was a little confused, "In fact, besides my memory, I have a lot of messy memories. From this point of view, I may not necessarily be me."
"Maybe it's the sword spirit born by your sword itself, but because Lao Tzu is the strongest among the people stabbed to death by your sword, so Lao Tzu is the main body of the memory."
"But it's not important!"
The long sword shook and let out a clanging sound, "The important thing is, your martial arts are going to rot here all your life, and you will die here later, turning into a pile of shit?"
The commoner didn't get angry, and said lazily, "I don't know what to do when I go out."
"A manly man, don't you have any ambition?"
Chang Jian said angrily, "The old man's granddaughters are much more promising than you."
"She." The common man thought for a moment, "She is indeed one of the few good people in this world. Unfortunately, she is only a good person among the rotten people everywhere."
"If you don't like it, go ahead and change those things into something you like!"
Chang Jian hated iron for being weak and said, "When you rushed to Lao Tzu with an injury that could kill you ten times, the ambition in your eyes was almost the same as Lao Tzu's. What were you thinking at that time, have you forgotten now? "
The commoner man said lightly: "I have a good memory, but I realized later that there are some things I can't do."
Maybe he is only good at practicing martial arts. He is not good at distinguishing between loyal and traitorous, not good at playing tricks, not good at controlling selfish subordinates, not good at making profits and uniting more people to his own ambitions.
So the thoughts I had when I was young were just immature delusions.
"How old are you, dare to say that you can't do it?"
Changjian snorted coldly, "I don't believe it. Between you and me, there is nothing we can't do in this world."
"How about this, you take me down the mountain, let me meet these heroes ten years later, what you have to do, the old man will help you, how about it?"
The commoner man shook his head habitually, and after a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes gradually changed, and his eyes fell on the sword.
The Dragon King of Jiujiang was a self-made man who was famous for his cruelty and cruelty, but he still almost unified the world.
Ling Feiyan suddenly thought of the things he was not good at...
This person seems to be good at everything.
But now, such a person is already his own sword.
Today's commoner, Ling Feiyan, once known as the sword god, looked at the sword, and the hand holding the hoe was getting tighter and tighter.
Not far from the foot of the mountain, thousands of men and women who were licking blood with knives were still fighting.
Suddenly, they felt the earth tremble, and the mountain not far away roared.
Halfway up the mountain, a sword of pure white air rose up to reach the sky, emitting a dazzling white light.
The white clouds in the sky were torn apart, and the clouds looked dim against the white light, like the color of swallows.
The sky was filled with clouds, just like a hundred thousand flying swallows scattered in fright. At the same time, the peach blossoms in the mountains fell and floated away in the wind.
The man in commoner clothes followed the peach blossom clouds down the mountain. Instead of the hoe, he replaced it with a sword.
"Hahahaha, don't be stingy with the means of intimidation. There is a trick in Lao Tzu's boxing technique. Jiulongzi, you should be able to practice a similar sword technique. Give them a sword spirit, let these little guys listen to you first if."
I don't know if it was because I was so shocked that I had hallucinations.
The people at the foot of the mountain seemed to hear the voice of an arrogant old man who was instinctively annoying, coming from the sword.
"This is our first step in leveling the world!"
………………
The huge blue and white stars have turned into a dark blue and almost black heavy turbid color.
The war between the land and the water tribe became out of control after the dragon and the phoenix officially entered the battle.
The mountains were smashed into powder, magma was sprayed into the sky, and thick dust was mixed with the clouds, wrapping the entire planet and blocking out sunlight.
In a dark world, in a cold environment, many creatures no longer grow no matter whether it is land or sea.
The major races established their own sanctuaries, but even at this point, they still thought about war.
In this era, there are more creatures with their minds full of plunder than before.
In the territory of the White Ape Clan, the patriarch worshiped the statue of the Phoenix Bird as usual, and then went to inspect the farmland.
The patriarch is young, only over 200 years old, with a strong body, a straight back, a scar on his face, and white hair woven into a set of light armor that is easy to move, and he is very powerful.
When the war evolved into the Dragon and Phoenix expedition, he had just been born. The White Ape clan was a powerful clan among the hundreds of clans on the land. Originally, it was impossible for someone at his age to become the clan leader, but after all the elders died, there was no one. People are stronger than him, and no one is more knowledgeable than him.
Only he can become the patriarch.
The rice harvest in the farmland is not very good, the collection of books on thousands of varieties of grains has been destroyed, and all the elders in the clan who understand this are gone.
Even in the clan land, the environment before the war can be preserved, but the harvest will not be as good as before the war.
The leader of the White Ape clan sighed and couldn't help but think that if he could go back to his childhood, he would definitely listen to this knowledge.
Suddenly, a strange hallucination appeared in front of his eyes, as if there was a silk thread connecting himself to an extremely distant place outside the sky.
A flame burned along the silk thread, and it came to his eyes in an instant, hovered in front of him, and expanded into a portal like a blue crystal.
The Patriarch of the White Ape was taken aback, and spent a lot of time exploring the portal, but found nothing. After discussing with the people in the clan, he found that if the gate could not be removed, it might be a huge hidden danger, so he finally decided to send people in to explore it.
Several backbones of the clan, with invisible silk tied around their waists, entered the unfathomable portal, and after a long time, there was still no response.
The patriarch tugged at the silk and pulled them back, and found that they were all intact, but each of them looked confused, as if they were in a daze.
"Tianyi, Wuding, female owl, what's wrong with you?"
The patriarch was startled, a ball of white ape true blood had already surged up in his palm, ready to pour it down for them.
Although he is young, he is already the most powerful existence in the history of the White Ape Clan.
War is a disaster, but since it can't kill him, it can only make him stronger. If he were put in the era when there was no war before, the entire white ape clan, with 29 billion people added up, might not be his opponent.
"Don't, don't!"
Tianyi was quick-witted, came to his senses quickly, and said excitedly, "The opposite, the opposite is the past, the era before the war!"
They explained incoherently, and everyone understood.
Opposite the door is 100 years before the outbreak of the war, which belongs to the time and space of the past.
The Patriarch of the White Ape was skeptical: "How is this possible?"
The female owl pulled out a large group of vines from the dressing box she carried with her, and said, "Look, patriarch!"
The vine itself is moist and sweet, and bears many fruits. It is one of the extinct thousand valleys of the white ape clan.
The Patriarch of the White Ape took a sip, immediately put aside his doubts just now, and became excited: "It tastes like millet that grows in the shallow sea. Did you meet the elders of the clan?"
"No."
Wu Ding looked a little weird, "We found this from a group of clam people. We thought we were going to fight, but they were very nice to us and said that it was the millet we taught them to grow."
The surrounding white ape elders all showed doubts.
As we all know, the clam people are one of the strongest tribes in the water, all of them know how to cultivate orbs, and there is a saying that the orbs can be returned seven times and nine times, which is infinitely exquisite, not inferior to the Dragon Ball method of the Jiaolong people, and can be said to be the top enemies of the land races.
How could the White Ape Clan collude with such a sworn enemy?
"No."
The clan leader suddenly remembered, "Back then, before the war broke out, we did seem to have a good relationship with some races in the water. Some sisters and aunts in the clan had difficult labor, and they would take them to take a dip in the shallow sea to give birth to children. Smoother.”
For a moment, the patriarch had many thoughts in his mind, and said to everyone: "I want to go and have a look in person."
Getting Qiangu back is of course the most important thing, but maybe...
The Patriarch of the White Ape looked at the portal, and then at the dark sky.
Maybe there is still a chance, don't let the world become like this?
………………
Among the myriad worlds, the fire of the heart is a little bit, or it is invisible, or it is visible.
For Guan Luoyang, it was just a blink of an eye, but for Wanjie, it has been a long time.
But simply distracting the mind and facing karma directly is not enough to crack the sword of karma.
At least he must first find out what form those "sword marks" that interfere with cause and effect exist. If he wants to make the sword marks visible, he can only actively add load to those sword marks.
"Changling Tianzun, your sword is still a bit petty. How much karma is involved in the light ball, the main god of our swan song battle group?"
Guan Luoyang spread his ten fingers, and on the ten nails, countless streamer coordinates flew up.
"If you want to show off your knowledge of cause and effect, then let me give you a big gift so that you can show it off more fully!"
[Secret Words] Since they want to interfere with Taiqing Chiming's movements, now that the local powerhouses are going to make a big move, they should naturally follow all the coordinates of the main god center of their war group and give back a generous gift.
As long as the interference method of the Divine Tower Sword Chapter has not been found out, when Guan Luoyang sends these coordinates to increase the burden on the other party, the pressure on himself will only increase.
But he doesn't seem to be enough.
So this big gift is not just for Li Changling, but also for [Secret Words].
It is also given to the Buddha who actually holds the "main god center" now.
Inside the Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha, who intended to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, suddenly raised his eyes, feeling the heavy karma and calamity entangled. (end of this chapter)