Rebirth and return, solitary devil

Chapter 237 Three Thousand Ways, the foundation of good fortune! (three more)

There is no color, no sound, no matter, only the endless void and three thousand intersecting rivers floating in the void.

The river is tall and majestic, stretching as far as the eye can see, the river is boiling and turbulent, hanging in the endless void like the Milky Way outside the sky.

Occasionally, a little bit of river water splashes into the sky, but it contains endless mystery.

Like a spider's web, it is full of intersections, but it also has a center.

At the center of the three thousand galaxies is a phantom of a disk, and the word good fortune faintly emerges from the phantom.

On the phantom of the disc, Mo Yu's illusory spirit sat cross-legged on it, with his eyes closed, silently reciting endless scriptures.

Around Mo Yu's body, three thousand light spots were suspended, revolving around Mo Yu.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Mo Yu finally opened his eyes.

With a flash of light, three thousand light spots around him quickly gathered to form a disc in front of Mo Yu's body.

Yuanpan is still a phantom, but it is full of endless mysteries.

It seems that all the mysteries of the world and the secrets of the cycle of the universe are hidden in it.

"Three Thousand Ways, Infinite Creation, My Martial Dao Mind, the most perfect Dao Foundation in the past and present, has finally been successfully cultivated by me."

Mo Yu said to himself.

With a movement of his figure, the phantom of Yuanpan disappeared into Mo Yu's soul, and Mo Yu also stood up, looking at the river of [-] rules spreading across the sea of ​​consciousness.

"The good fortune jade plate, I never expected that the body of the big killer turned out to be the number one treasure in ancient myths and legends!"

Mo Yu sighed in his heart.

He was injured by Luo Simo, and his spiritual blood was stained on the fragments of the good fortune jade plate. The good fortune jade plate, which had lost its original source, confirmed Mo Yu's identity as a descendant of the ancient prehistoric people based on Mo Yu's blood.

Immediately afterwards, the great secret that has been hidden in the good luck jade dish, the original scriptures about the Three Thousand Ways, was instilled into Mo Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Later, Mo Yu's spirit almost collapsed. If it wasn't for the help of the system, he would definitely be dead by now.

In deep sleep, Mo Yu has been practicing the original scriptures of the Three Thousand Ways, because the original scriptures of the Three Thousand Ways occupy the sea of ​​consciousness, and if he does not digest them, Mo Yu will not be able to wake up at all.

It's a pity that the scriptures and meanings of the Three Thousand Ways are so vast that even if Mo Yu had the experience of demigods in his previous life, he only had a little grasp of it after seven months of practice.

How much is this little bit?
It is like a ladle of water drawn from these three thousand galaxies in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is not a drop in the bucket, at most it is a grain of sand in the Ganges River.

It was also this grain that gave Mo Yu control over the sea of ​​consciousness, and he woke up from his cultivation and comprehension.

Feeling the phantom of the disc in his soul, Mo Yu couldn't help being excited.

Worth it!

Not to mention sleeping for seven months, even sleeping for 70 years is worth it.

The good fortune jade plate condensed from the original scriptures of the Three Thousand Ways, which is Mo Yu's extraordinary foundation, made Mo Yu truly understand the right way of cultivation.

In ancient prehistoric myths, the good fortune jade plate of ancestor Hongjun is not at all what it is in the legend, it is the so-called supreme treasure created by heaven and earth.

Mo Yu, who had completed his comprehension, could see from its laws that this jade plate of good fortune is fundamentally the foundation of Dao cultivated by human beings.

As a demigod in his previous life, Mo Yu clearly understood that if a demigod wanted to become a god, he could become a god as long as he obtained the power of the origin of the world and comprehended a rule, or the origin of the Dao.

However, the good fortune jade plate, as the foundation of the Dao, contains three thousand Dao.

Mo Yu couldn't even imagine how powerful the real owner of this good fortune jade plate was before he was alive.

And how terrifying his opponent is to kill this person who has the origin of the three thousand ways.

You know, there is a fundamental difference, an immeasurable difference, between those who have one avenue and those who have two avenues.

It's not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Not to mention the Three Thousand Avenues.

Feeling agitated in his heart, Mo Yu pondered for a moment before calming down.

"System, compared with your maker, who is stronger and who is weaker than your creator, the jade plate of good fortune formed by the Three Thousand Ways?"

"If you talk about talent and the state of life, they have already stood at the end of the way of cultivation, they can be regarded as brothers. If you talk about force, it should be that my creator is stronger."

really!

Mo Yu's heart trembled, the end of the way of cultivation?
How terrible is that?
Even gods dare not say such words.

It seems that my road of cultivation is still a long way to go!

With a soft sigh, Mo Yu asked, "System, how long has it been?"

"Seven months!"

"What?" Mo Yu's face changed when he heard this, and he became anxious.

At this point, Mo Yu didn't hesitate anymore, and directly blended his soul and body, completely waking up from his deep sleep.

As if waking up from a big dream, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the roof.

The wooden structure is then covered with tiles, what a house with a sense of the times.

Lifting his body, Mo Yu threw off the quilt, put on his well-polished combat boots, and stretched his bones.

The cracking sound continued, like setting off firecrackers, Mo Yu's bones exploded.

After a while, Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The inner strength in the body is still there, and in the past seven months, the continuous self-cultivation has increased, and now it has reached the peak that the body can hold.

The inner strength is a thousand times better than that of ordinary people!

Slightly closing his eyes, in his soul, the small Creation Dao Foundation that belonged exclusively to Mo Yu began to bloom with brilliance.

Waves of spirituality pervaded Mo Yu's body, and the inner strength in his body gradually began to have the meaning of psychics.

Half a step beyond extraordinary!

Mo Yu opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, thinking in his heart, it's time to find a place to break through.

The potential of this kind of good fortune martial intent gathered by the three thousand roads is definitely infinitely stronger than the sword intent and sword intent I prepared before.

This is the Dao foundation exclusive to the strong who stand at the end of the road of cultivation.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from afar, Mo Yu frowned slightly, and looked at the gate of the small courtyard from the window.

With a click, the door was pushed open, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked in from the outside.

The young man has a firm face, and the aura around him is also around the golden segment. However, the young man is somewhat thin and looks very lonely.

Is this the young man named Feng Yu who whispers in his ear every day?

Mo Yu's eyebrows twitched, interest came into his eyes.

Looking from a distance, Feng Yu was holding a broken iron sword in his hand, and his aura around him was steady, without the slightest hint of sharpness. It was obvious that the basic kendo had been cultivated to the level of Dzogchen.

Back to Basics!

Interesting!

Mo Yu said to himself.

I remember that it was only three months since I asked the system to give him basic kendo skills.

It is not easy for Feng Yu to cultivate the basic kendo to the state of Dzogchen in three months.

Either a chance encounter, or a natural swordsman.

No matter which one it is, it shows that this child is very valuable to be cultivated, and the future is limitless!
Walking to the sofa in the living room and sitting down, Mo Yu took out a pot of tea from the furnace space, soaked the tea and slowly savored it.

He really wanted to know what kind of expression Feng Yu suddenly saw when he woke up.

　Christmas Eve, Christmas, I will accompany you all, please support me, everyone is single anyway, woof woof!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)