Tianfenbao

Chapter 493 Apocalypse vs Mahayana

"No! According to that lord, Li Zhongyi, king of the Tang Dynasty, followed the path of the emperor in ancient times." Yan Se replied.

"The road of the ancient emperor, this is something unheard of." Wei Guangming sighed.

"Aren't there many unheard things? If nothing else, let's just say that the light is as bright as day, even the Xiling Temple, which is bathed in the divine light of Haotian all the year round, doesn't have it." Yan Se laughed.

"Perhaps it is true as you said, the world has changed, and the times have also changed." Wei Guangming said.

At this time, Sang Sang came in, added some tea to the two old men, and then sat there quietly watching the two old men playing chess. Although Sang Sang didn't understand, she still watched with gusto.In the past, Sang Sang would have been so sleepy that she fell asleep, but now, as she embarks on the path of spiritual practice, she is very energetic. Not to mention one night, even ten days and a half, Sang Sang will not be able to doze off.

It was finally dawn, and Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, slowly woke up with the dawn. The gate of the old brush studio was pushed open, and Tang Wang Li Zhongyi and Yang Xin, who had been waiting all night, woke up instantly.

Empress Xia Tian woke up at the same time, but Empress Xia Tian accompanied Ming Yanwei in the backyard, or Ming Yanwei accompanied her, Wei Guangming himself came to Lin 47 Lane very low-key, Tang Wang Li Zhongyi did not deliberately publicize , Instead, he tried every means to erase Wei Guangming's traces in Chang'an City.

Therefore, almost no one knew of Wei Guangming's existence, and even those who knew were pretending not to know.

A black carriage slowly approached at the entrance of Lane 47, and the great priest Wei Guangming got into the carriage unceremoniously, and Wei Guangming lifted the curtain with his own hands to signal Yan Se to get into the carriage as well.

Master Yanse chuckled lightly, shook his head, and then slapped the gourd. The gourd on Master Yanse's back suddenly grew larger and stood out of thin air. Master Yanse jumped lightly and sat on the gourd easily.

"Carriage or gourd?" Master Yan Se asked with a smile.

"Teacher, I can fly with the sword, and I can fly too. Do you want me to take you with the flying sword?" Sangsang said as she came out of the house.

"It's really a miraculous method." Wei Guangming sighed, and instead of stubbornly getting on the carriage again, he jumped lightly and got on Master Yan Se's gourd.

Miraculously, the gourd didn't seem to get bigger, but Wei Guangming didn't feel crowded, instead there was enough space, but when the gourd was flying, the cold wind in the air was shielded.

Sang Sang watched Master Yan Se flying out of Chang'an City with the great priest Wei Guangming. He quickly summoned Tianfeng Sword, then flew with the sword, closely following Master Yan Se.

"Master, do we have to follow?" Tang Wang Li Zhongyi asked.

"Don't worry, I've left a mark on Sangsang's body. We'll go there after they leave Chang'an City and choose a duel place." Yang Xin waved his hand and said.

"Yes! Hey, there is also movement in the academy." Tang Wang Li Zhongyi looked in the direction of the academy in surprise.

"There should be some movement in the academy. After all, Mr. Twelve came from the unknowable place of the Xiling Temple, Zhishouguan. It's okay, if someone is watching, more movement is good." Yang Xin said.

There is a not-so-famous mountain in the northern suburbs of Chang'an City, which is rarely visited by people. Master Yan Se flew to this place by flying the gourd. However, Master Yan Se did not fly to the top of the mountain, but came to the foot of the mountain and put the gourd away.

Master Yan Se and Wei Guangming just walked on the mountain road step by step, moving forward step by step, and as they moved forward step by step, Wei Guangming's momentum became more and more powerful.

Behind the two is Sangsang, and this mountain road is nothing to Sangsang. No matter how incomprehensible Sangsang is, she understands that the moment Master Yan Se and Wei Guangming set foot on the mountain, the contest between the two and the silent love already started.

Wei Guangming, the Great Priest of Guangming, suddenly said: "Junior Brother, although I have watched "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", I have also watched "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "Shu Mountain", but I still don't know much about this new cultivation system. What is the limit?"

"This new practice system is called Xiuzhen, and it is divided into realms such as Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Nascent Soul, God Transformation, Fusion, Mahayana, and Tribulation Transcendence. As human immortals, above human immortals are Earth Immortals, Celestial Immortals, Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals, Da Luo Jin Immortals, Hunyuan Da Luo Jin Immortals, Half-Saints, Quasi-Saints, Saints, Heavenly Dao Saints, Dao Saints..."

"As for me, junior brother, I can barely be regarded as a Mahayana realm." Master Yan Se talked eloquently.

"It's really a huge practice system." Wei Guangming, the great priest of Guangming, sighed. Suddenly Wei Guangming stopped, turned around, stared at Master Yan Se with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "If Haotian is drawn Entering the cultivation system, which realm does Haotian correspond to?"

"On this issue, I also discussed with Yang Xin. This world can probably be regarded as the last middle-thousand world. As the master of a world, Haotian should have the realm of a golden fairy, but this world is too special. In Yang Xin's words, the strength of Haotian in this world should be between the heavenly immortal and the golden immortal, and in battle, it doesn't mean whoever is stronger in the realm is stronger, but also has to consider on-the-spot performance, physical condition, and mental strength. Status, magic weapon, skills and many other factors..."

"How is the strength of the Yang Xin mentioned by the younger brother compared with Haotian?" Wei Guangming asked again.

"I don't know!" Master Yan Se answered very directly. Master Yan Se looked at Wei Guangming and said calmly, "I really don't know, but I feel that if Haotian and Yang Xin face each other, Haotian will probably die."

"Reason?" Wei Guangming frowned.

"One is feeling, and the other is speculation. As the preacher of the cultivation system, Yang Xin spreads the way of cultivation in the world illuminated by the divine brilliance of Haotian. How could the strength of the preacher be lower than that of Haotian? What do you mean?"

Wei Guangming, the great priest of the light, nodded, then continued to climb up the steps with his sleeves behind him.

Master Yan Se looked at Wei Guangming's background and suddenly asked curiously: "Have you been to Tianqi back then?"

The priest of Guangming narrowed his old eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about what happened many years ago. After a long silence, he said softly: "I have been there before, and then I was knocked into the dust, depriving the opportunity to get close to Haotian."

Master Yan Se stared at him blankly, and said with emotion: "What a great opportunity it is to be able to break through the five realms. There are many practitioners in the world who have spent their entire lives without being able to touch him. You actually came to this step more than ten years ago. People all over Taoshan still think that you are No.1 in Taoism."

The priest of Guangming sighed softly: "I have seen it before, but I can never see it again. It is actually a kind of pain."

Master Yan Se suddenly said: "Actually, you are the most suitable for this way of cultivation."

"Why?" The priest of Guangming stiffened and asked calmly.

"Because you once broke through the five realms but were knocked into the dust by Haotian, and then you recovered your strength by yourself. The conditions for embarking on the path of cultivation. The vast majority of people in this world are obsessed with the shroud of Haotian's divine brilliance, believe in Haotian but not themselves, don't they know that fighting against the sky is infinitely fun, and, moreover, man will conquer the sky!"

The Great Priest of Guangming sighed and said: "Actually, in the past few decades, I have been thinking about a question. Why do those extremely outstanding Guangming Divine Thrones in the history of the temple often leave Taoshan in the end? Why do they often end up being called the people closest to Haotian? Would you choose to take a path that Haotian doesn't appreciate? The ancestor who founded the Demon Sect thousands of years ago was like this, and the senior who apostatized hundreds of years ago was like this. In the end, I also embarked on these paths."

He turned to look at Yan Se, and after a long silence, he said: "I have been thinking about this problem for a long time, and I was still thinking about every step when I was climbing the mountain before, until I saw the red sun rising in the sea of ​​clouds in front of me. , Seeing that piece of warm red light, I realized that it was because the person sitting on the throne of the God of Light believed in only light."

Master Yan Se was silent. He understood the meaning of the words of the great priest of the light. He believes in the light, and Haotian does not necessarily represent the light.

Master Yan Se walked to the edge of the cliff, closed his eyes and meditated; Wei Guangming, the great priest of light, walked to the other side of the cliff, and calmly looked at the rising sun in the snow.

After a while, both of them opened their eyes at the same time.

(End of this chapter)