The Heavens: At the beginning of the game, I caught a fairy queen

After asking for some advice, Zhuang Yuan left with a smile and entered the Library Pavilion, where there were countless books. It was after the Great Zen Temple was destroyed that year that the library was brought here in one fell swoop.

As soon as Zhuang Yuan's spiritual thoughts came out, he saw a piece of gold leaf hidden in an ordinary scripture in the Great Chan Temple on the spot. It was the Amitabha Sutra, one of the three major scriptures in the Great Chan Temple.

The past scriptures, present scriptures, and future scriptures belong to the exercises created by Zen back then. According to legend, it is just a joke to be able to control the way to the other side, because Zen has not yet reached this level.

"That's right, the Amitabha Sutra is really about cultivating the soul."

Zhuang Yuan smiled, and looked at a Buddha with a spiritual thought. The previous scriptures were very boring. Of course, many theories are refreshing and can be revised once.

With his cultivation base, comprehending this book, he can easily reach a new height.

Zhuang Yuan came out of the soul and did not need to practice at all. Now he has changed some ways, absorbing the essence from the Yangshen plane, and conforming to the laws of this world step by step.

The divine soul is already extremely powerful, with a golden body, and an incomparably stalwart, as long as Zhuang Yuan steps out, he can enter the boundless void and perform a tribulation.

Zhuang Yuan dares to believe that as long as he takes this step, his soul will become stronger, and he will be tempered step by step, and he will not be far from Yangshen.

The soul in this world is very wonderful, the thoughts of the soul that emanate can be transformed into tens of thousands, as long as the thoughts are not dead, he will live forever.

Of course, there are flaws in the limit of heaven and earth in Yangshen's world, and it is impossible to truly survive a cycle of heaven and earth.

"Hmm! Is the protagonist finally here?"

Zhuang Yuan saw Hong Yi's figure appearing step by step in the suburbs from a distance, this time there was no Concubine Yuan to lead him.

Chapter 439 Standing in line is very important, Lei Jie

"Student, where are you going, where are you going, how about coming in and getting together?"

Zhuang Yuan stepped out step by step, like a host welcoming guests, and greeted Hong Yi passing by on the spot.

"Student, you actually live in this wilderness, isn't it out of date?"

Hong Yi looked around, feeling a little horrified, there have been goblins around recently, many people dare not pass by.

"The book of sages, Xuanqiu is a secluded place. There are few people here. Doesn't it happen that the people who let us study enjoy a different kind of tranquility?"

Zhuang Yuan asked back.

"That's right!" Hong Yi smiled and followed.

The two got to know each other one by one, even if they were a little cautious, they could see that the future Yi Zi's demeanor was always in his heart.

However, if you open your mouth and keep your mouth shut, it is inevitable that you will be a bit corrupt.

"This is?"

Hong Yi's pupils shrank, and he looked at the three upright little foxes in horror. They looked unbelievable, and they were definitely fairies.

"Brother Hong, as a person who reads, I have a great heart. Everything has a spirituality. As long as you don't offend them, why don't they fear you?"

Zhuang Yuan smiled and relieved Hong Yi.

It has to be said that apart from the heaven-defying chance, the protagonist also has a different heart, and he quickly accepted it, and even gave some pointers, which made the three little foxes suddenly enlightened.

With the cooperation of the two, the little fox and others gradually realized the importance of culture, and a sense of arrogance was born in their hearts, which is the mystery of this world.

Hong Yi is quite satisfied, he can make the aliens feel awe-inspiring, this kind of achievement, I am afraid that ordinary Confucianism can't do it.His protagonist's halo of luck has been opened from the moment he stepped out of the gate.

"Come on! Brother Hong, drink this cup."

In a hut, Zhuang Yuan has also been very happy recently, discussing the Tao with the future Yi Zi, although it is not too deep in the heavens and worlds, at least it is not something ordinary people can comprehend.

"Brother Zhuang, if you drink any more, I'm going to be drunk!"

Hong Yi shook his head and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Go to sleep first!"

Zhuang Yuan had no choice but to have a drink alone. For them, after meeting this time, they might kill the enemy in the future.

After drinking for a while, Concubine Yuan also came, today was considered as a day when she was canonized as a noble concubine, and the whole world should be celebrating, but she also ran out.

Of course, Emperor Qian Yang Pan knew the identity of the other party, so he just turned a blind eye. The so-called Eight Great Demon Immortals have a very famous reputation, and their real abilities are vulnerable to the strong.

To be able to step into the series of strong men, one needs a strong man from Thunder Tribulation, who has pure yang thoughts and possesses the current strength of talking about the world.

In the mid-term stage, at least seven thunder tribulations, reaching the Creator, can be considered a master.

In the late period, the ancient powerhouses who could not be hidden were born one by one, and the successors soared one by one. Without the nine thunder disasters, the peak strength of human immortals could not participate in the battle at all.

"Who is this?"

Concubine Yuan asked with a slight smile, she was calm and graceful.

"Hong Yi, the son of Hong Xuanji." Zhuang Yuan responded with a word.

"Oh? Did he have any accidents? Make you think so highly."

Concubine Yuan was very curious, her eyes were shining brightly, she frowns and smiled, if she is bright and clean, she is worthy of being a vixen in her previous life, and she is not bad in this life.

The mystery of Zhuang Yuan made her very curious. Such a person is not only academically advanced, but at first glance, he has no cultivation and looks ordinary.

Concubine Yuan absolutely believes in one point, it must be an illusion.

“他是未来的易子，诸子百家最后一个。”庄缘忽小说。自@呆？呆~小，说？群:9？8*0;2/。0~5..8。5。6然一句，望向她一笑。

Concubine Yuan's colorful pupils froze slightly, it was unbelievable that in the Middle Ages, scholars had predicted that there would be a son in the future, who would gather the masters of hundreds of schools and create a prosperous age.

However, her mind turned and she let out a horrified sound. Because of Hong Yi's name, there is a Yi Zi. In this way, it may be true.

"In the future, the person he has the most hope of reaching the other shore is the existence that even the Taoist and the Immortal Emperor will look up to."

Zhuang Yuan made a quick statement, watching her expression while smiling.

Concubine Yuan was short of breath, the news was so shocking that her heart trembled and it was difficult to digest, I am still a fairy who has not survived the thunder calamity.

"How do you know?" Concubine Yuan asked.

"Aren't you heartbroken?"

Zhuang Yuan asked back, avoiding the question just now, and wanted to see the woman's choice.

"If it's Yizi in the future, the heaven and the earth will probably usher in an unprecedented change. It's really exciting to take refuge at this time."

Concubine Yuan said that she was very moved, who could shake her head and leave in front of a treasure house.

"However, why should I trust you?"

This is a big question. To her, Zhuang Yuan is extremely mysterious and unfathomable. Once she is tricked, she will never be able to escape.

"Believe it or not, the key is up to you. I'm just showing you a clear path. I'm afraid there will be an old enemy between him and me."

Zhuang Yuan took a deep look at Hong Yi. In the early stage, the system would absolutely not allow the beheading of the protagonist, because he was the one who opened the calamity.

"If this is the case, I'm afraid I will choose you."

Concubine Yuan said abruptly.

"Why?" Zhuang Yuan was curious.

"I don't know, anyway, your mystery is beyond my grasp." Concubine Yuan said with a smile.

"That's right. With this choice, your standing in line is considered a success." Zhuang Yuan was quite satisfied.

"Why don't you kill him and replace him?"

This is what Concubine Yuan is most confused about. Since she is an old enemy, she can be easily executed before she is weak.

"This secret involving heaven and earth may become clear when you reach your cultivation level."

Zhuang Yuan took a step forward, and streaks of golden light appeared all over his body, incomparably stalwart, like a Tathagata, the terrifying coercion made the whole mountain tremble.

"What are you going to do?" Concubine Yuan took a step back in horror.

"Naturally, it's the Thunder Tribulation."

Zhuang Yuan smiled lightly, and a golden light floated out, all the laws of heaven and earth were fully displayed in front of his eyes, like intertwined nets, controlling all beings in it.

"You're crazy, it's winter, and the thunder and lightning from the sky and the earth are gathered together, it's not like ordinary ghosts and immortals can survive the catastrophe." Concubine Yuan's face turned pale, she couldn't believe it.

Anyone who cultivates the soul is very clear that one must wait for the spring thunder to sound. It is the weakest thunder and lightning among the four seasons, and it is also the most suitable. For the rest of the time, they can only avoid it.

"No problem!"

Zhuang Yuan stepped out step by step, and the powerful soul broke through the nine heavens, and went up step by step. The sea of ​​thunder seemed to be attracted by the four directions, and it was continuously poured into the body.

I have to admire the wonder of this world, the soul is in the heavens and worlds, it is very difficult to cultivate, this world can be continuously tempered by thunder and lightning, and achieve the way of the Yang God.

Chapter 440 I also build a little dragon for fun

The thunder calamity in winter is created by accumulating energy, it is extremely swift and violent, terrifying like the might of the sky, intertwined with thunder and flames.

In the first layer of heavenly control cards, it is the first step for ghosts and immortals to cross the thunder calamity. The sky is full of thunder and lightning, flashing continuously, each of which is enough to instantly annihilate the eight great ghosts and immortals.

Those who have survived the thunder calamity are either talented, or have heaven-defying techniques, have cultivated unpredictable methods, and walk through the thunder and lightning with powerful soul power.

“So comfortable!”

During the first thunder calamity, Zhuang Yuan's soul fluttered around, constantly absorbing it, as if he was like a fish in water, extremely happy.

The unchallenging first time is of no use to the growth of the soul, because Zhuang Yuan's soul is already very strong, and it is no longer advisable to generate pure yang from thoughts.

The reason why he stepped into the world of the Yang God was because he lacked a method of cultivation that allows the soul to cultivate step by step. The realm of the Daluo Jinxian is unique in heaven and earth, and the double rest of the body and soul is indispensable.

Congenital gods and demons are naturally nourished by chaos. In a violent environment, they are exercised every moment, and they are naturally powerful.

"Second level."

Zhuang Yuan jumped up with a carp, and entered the second level. For ghosts and immortals, this level is really extremely dangerous.

The thunder and lightning from the heavens intertwine with thousands of paths, each of which is powerful enough to destroy ordinary ghosts and immortals, because the thunder and lightning in this level have strong masculine power.

This level requires ghosts and immortals to continuously devour the surrounding thunder and lightning, and the pure yang idea will continuously produce sharp edges, piercing a sea of ​​thunder and continuously devouring all directions.

“So comfortable!”

Zhuang Yuan gave another brisk sound, without any pressure at all. To him, he didn't even have the illusion of tickling, he just felt comfortable for a while.

"Third."

Zhuang Yuan jumped up and fell into it, and it was transparent without any pressure.

“So comfortable!”

The whole body, as if soaked in a hot spring, is moistened layer by layer, making it extremely comfortable.

"Fourth level!"

Zhuang Yuan's eyes were sharp, which was a bit interesting.

Thunder Tribulation is divided into nine levels: the first level is the pure yang of thoughts, the second level is the creation of hair, the third level is the generation of electric arcs, the fourth level is one thought and one world (opening up space), the fifth level is whim, the sixth level is broken void, and the seventh level is the Creator (the cultivation of Taoism is a bigger hurdle) , you can be regarded as a master after passing), the eighth level of refining the soul to become a god (cultivation into a primordial spirit), and the ninth level of turning thunder into water.

The last hurdle, without a doubt, is the realm of the Yang God, an extremely powerful type of god in this world.

"It turns out that this is one thought, one world."

Zhuang Yuan realized in an instant, and his thoughts unfolded. In every thought, a world can be born. Even if the world is not big, at least step into a brand new zero domain.

All over the body, Zhuang Yuan felt a slight leap, the soul continued to absorb the lightning, the Dharma door of the Amitabha Sutra was opened, and a Buddha was born on the top of the head and submerged in the body.

"Eight-Rank Golden Lotus."

Zhuang Yuan summoned him, cross-legged above him, like an eternal Buddha, incomparably majestic and vast, like the only real master in the whole world.

"Fifth layer!"

Zhuang Yuan stepped into it, crackling and flickering thunder and lightning all over his body, intertwined with endless thoughts. There are many ghosts and immortals who failed to overcome the catastrophe here, resulting in crazy and resentful thoughts.

As soon as it was thrown out, all the resentment was dispelled, Zhuang Yuan continued to absorb, and the soul of the whole person floated out of the color and continued to be nourished.

"The sixth level!"

Zhuang Yuan stepped out again, the whole sky trembled, with the urge to break through the Great Thousand World and enter the Heaven Beyond Heaven with a single gesture.

"It turns out that the broken void of the way of the soul is so mysterious."

It not only absorbs, but also constantly nourishes the soul, so that Zhuang Yuan's whole body, the power of the soul continues to increase, and every thought can give birth to endless terrifying power, smashing the vacuum in one fell swoop.

"The seventh level! Creator!"

Zhuang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, jumped up, fell into it, and there was a bang, thousands of thunders galloped and devoured them continuously. For him, it was just a feast of gluttony.

The divine sense is so huge that it envelops thousands of people, making the world pale. Over the entire vast world, there are boundless lightning flashes.