Rebirth of the Wilderness

The vision that Zhao Song saw was different from others. He saw a phantom of the world appear above his head. It kept changing into different forms as Zhao Song preached. When other people were preaching, it kept swallowing and spitting out, as if it had absorbed something. It was very mysterious.

There is no sun or moon in the mountains, but a thousand years have passed in the world. Time passed quickly as they discussed Taoism, and three thousand years had passed before they knew it.

On this day, all the strange phenomena gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of everyone.

Yang Mei slowly opened her eyes and said, "I didn't expect that my second brother's way of cultivation is quite special. He doesn't follow the usual path. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to advance in the future!"

Hongjun and others also looked at Zhao Song in surprise.

Zhao Song saw this and knew that everyone was confused, so he explained, "Brother, fellow Taoists, you don't know that the world evolution path I practice is centered on my natal world. As long as I slowly comprehend the heaven and earth, although it takes a little longer to advance and requires more resources, there will always be a day when I can achieve enlightenment."

Seeing the indifferent expressions of the crowd, Zhao Song knew clearly in his heart that everyone present was the first batch of creatures born in the world, with extraordinary talents. Now everyone was basically in the Daluo realm. Their cultivation had been constantly improving from birth to now, and they had not experienced the pain of encountering bottlenecks, so everyone was full of confidence.

Moreover, these innate creatures who were born at the beginning of the world have never encountered any setbacks or difficulties since birth. They are all arrogant and most of them think that there is no problem for them to achieve enlightenment. Therefore, it is normal for them to look down on Zhao Song's time-consuming and laborious practice.

"When your cultivation reaches the Primordial Realm and you find that no matter how hard you practice, you cannot make any progress, then you will understand the importance of this unlimited and ever-evolving technique!"

Zhao Song thought silently in his heart, but he also knew that it was not easy for others to cultivate their natal world like him.

It was because Zhao Song had the help of the small Axe of Creation and the remaining marks of Pangu's creation of the world that he was able to successfully open up the cave and create his own world, a world with huge potential. Finally, the key Yandao Pearl helped to perfect the Three Thousand Great Ways, greatly increasing his potential.

Others did not have so much help, so they could only infer the feasibility of this method based on their own conditions. After discovering the difficulty of the method, they were naturally puzzled.

Only Zhao Song knew that his way of practicing was an alternative way of proving the truth through strength, and in the end he might be able to match the achievements of the great god Pangu.

After changing the topic, everyone talked for a while, and then Hongjun said to everyone, "Now that the discussion is over, my cultivation will not improve much in a short time. I want to go for a walk in the starry sky to see if I can get any insights."

Yang Mei, Zu Long and the others also wanted to go and take a look, and they all agreed, "Why don't we go together, so we can have some company on the road."

Everyone was the type to leave as soon as they said they would, and they knew that Zhao Song would definitely not go, so after discussing it, they all said goodbye to Zhao Song. After a while, Zhao Song was the only one left in the cave.

"It's convenient to be an immortal. You don't have to pack your luggage."

Zhao Song looked at the empty cave and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

After Yang Mei and others left, a few days passed quickly and Zhao Song suddenly felt bored.

Now his natal world has evolved into a small thousand world, which can be said to be very complete, but the origin of the world is still very weak. However, only when the world's laws increase can the world's origin be strengthened. However, Zhao Song's comprehension of the laws has reached a bottleneck period, and it will not be possible to make further progress in a short time, so he does not want to practice for the time being. After a few days, Zhao Song found that there was simply nothing to do if he did not practice, and he felt a little bored after a while.

"Looking for something to kill time?"

Zhao Song thought for a while and muttered.

After thinking carefully for a long time, Zhao Song suddenly realized that there was one thing he had always forgotten, and that was the culprit that caused him to travel through time - the innate immortal spiritual light.

After combining with his true spirit, this spiritual light evolved into the immortal spiritual light of chaos, and brought him a copy of "Source Spirit Heavenly Scripture", which he was unable to practice because this scripture was a supreme treasure book specifically for cultivating true spirits. Generally speaking, only those in the Daluo realm can sense and cultivate true spirits. Although Zhao Song could sense the true spirits before, he had never been in a hurry to practice this technique, and he forgot about it over time until today.

Thinking of this heavenly scripture, Zhao Song couldn't wait to cultivate his true spirit.

Because Zhao Song's true spirit has transformed into the immortal spiritual light of chaos, he does not have to reach the Daluo realm to sense the true spirit like other creatures. It is just that his mind is not strong enough that he has not cultivated his true spirit. Moreover, his true spirit has long been moved to the tree body in his natal world.

The moment he sensed the true spirit, Zhao Song's consciousness appeared in the true spirit space.

After tens of thousands of years, the true spirit still hasn't changed much. The chaos restriction that represents the chaotic true spirit is still illusory, just a little brighter than before. Zhao Song knows that only when that restriction becomes real, his true spirit can be considered a true chaotic immortal true spirit.

Zhao Song read the "Spirit Source Heavenly Scripture" carefully and found that the cultivation of true spirit is not like magic power. It only needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The true spirit cannot absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth directly. Only by visualizing some things that contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth can the true spirit be slowly strengthened to reach the level of immortality.

As long as the true spirit is indestructible, a living being can rely on the true spirit to reunite the soul even if the soul is destroyed and reach the state of immortality. Therefore, for a living being, the true spirit is the most important and fundamental.

However, the true spirit of ordinary creatures cannot exist alone between heaven and earth, so the soul that carries the true spirit is the core of the creature. Once the soul is destroyed, it is equivalent to death.

Only when one reaches the Daluo realm and senses one's own true spirit can one slowly cultivate, starting from the initial ordinary true spirit, improving step by step, through the immortal true spirit, the innate immortal true spirit, the chaotic immortal true spirit, the primordial immortal true spirit, until one cultivates the infinite immortal true spirit, which is considered the perfection of the true spirit.

"Lingyuan Tianjing" is about visualizing the 365 innate Dao patterns in order to achieve the purpose of strengthening the true spirit. After figuring out the exercises, Zhao Song began to visualize the Dao patterns.

What Zhao Song didn't expect was that it was very difficult to visualize those Dao patterns. First of all, one had to gather all thoughts and bring them together as one before entering the state of visualization. As long as other thoughts moved slightly, it would destroy this state of visualization.

Fortunately, Zhao Song was a Daluo Jinxian with a strong mind, so it was not difficult for him to focus his thoughts. What made it difficult for him was the 365 Dao patterns. As soon as he started to visualize, the peaceful visualization space would be filled with thunder, and he could not visualize successfully no matter what he did. He was also mentally exhausted and had to rest for half a day to recover.

In this way, Zhao Song visualized intermittently for a few days, and finally found the trick. He tried to visualize only one Dao pattern at a time, and finally succeeded in visualizing a Dao pattern. This Dao pattern slowly flew into the true spirit and filled the illusory chaotic restriction.

He had been visualizing like this for more than a month. He could only visualize a few Dao patterns every day, but it consumed a lot of his mind. If the mind was consumed too much, he would become very tired, and could only recover by sleeping. This was not the most depressing thing. What made Zhao Song speechless was that after visualizing for such a long time, there was not much change in his true spirit, and the chaos restriction was still so illusory. There was no visible progress. Zhao Song could not hold on under such circumstances.

"I didn't expect that visualization would be so torturous. It's not like cultivating mana and understanding the laws. It's like taking drugs. It's very comfortable and makes people immersed in it. They are both cultivation, so why is there such a big difference?"

Zhao Song thought helplessly.

"Let's take a break first. We have been on the top of Buzhou Mountain for so many years and we haven't had a good walk around yet!!"

After stopping his meditation, Zhao Song wanted to go out for a walk to relieve his fatigue.

The top of Mount Buzhou is very vast. Zhao Song did not use his magic power. He was just like an ordinary person. He rested when he was tired. After resting, he practiced magic power, laws, and visualization crosswise.

In this way, Zhao Song slowly walked and stopped on the uneven mountain top, and thousands of years had passed unknowingly.

During these thousands of years, Zhao Song's progress was very obvious. Not only did he consolidate his realm of Daluo Jinxian, but his world tree also grew a lot stronger. The laws contained in the small world also increased a lot, and its area and stability increased a lot.

Of course, what made Zhao Song most happy was that the chaos restriction on his true spirit had shown signs of changing from virtual to real. As long as the restriction was completely changed from virtual to real, Zhao Song's true spirit would be a truly immortal chaotic true spirit. In other words, even if his true spirit was exposed in the chaos, it would not be annihilated, and its survival ability would be infinitely enhanced.

"I didn't expect that the combination of work and rest would be so effective. It seems that I can't just practice blindly in the future. The best way is to combine work and rest."

"Brother and the others should be back soon. We've almost left. Let's go back to the dojo. We've been out for long enough!"

Zhao Song pondered.

The journey took Zhao Song thousands of years to complete, but he only took one day to return.

Zhao Song waited in the Taoist temple for almost ten years, and then Yang Mei and the others came back. They each recounted for a while what they had seen and heard, and their words were very chaotic.

Time passed quickly as they communicated.

That day, Hongjun hesitated for a while, then said to Yang Mei and Zhao Song, "My two Taoist friends, I have gained a lot during this period, but I have been here for quite a while, so I think it is time to say goodbye!!"

Yang Mei frowned when she heard Hongjun say that, "Daoyou Hongjun, we have finally gathered so many fellow Daoists here. It is convenient to discuss Dao and our realm will be improved quickly. Why do you want to leave so soon?"

Zulong and others also looked at Hongjun in confusion.

Seeing this, Hongjun explained, "I also want to stay here and discuss Taoism with you fellow Taoists, but I have been here for more than 300,000 years. It is time to leave. After such a long time, I also want to go back to the prehistoric world to see the changes there."

Seeing Hongjun's firm attitude, everyone gave up the idea of ​​persuading him to stay and said goodbye to him one after another.

After a while, Hongjun's elegant figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Time flies, and another thirty thousand years have passed.

“Time flies by so fast!!”

Two sighs were heard from the top of Mount Buzhou. They were from Yang Mei and Zhao Song.

After Hongjun left, everyone in the Buzhou Mountain Taoist temple also said goodbye and left one after another. After seeing off Tianfeng and Tianhuang yesterday, only the brothers Yang Mei and Zhao Song were left in the Taoist temple. The top of Buzhou Mountain returned to its previous tranquility.

"Brother, the other Taoist friends have already left Buzhou Mountain. You and I are the first to arrive here. Shouldn't we also leave here and go to the wild world to have a look? I believe that the wild world now is very different from before, and we will definitely gain something."

Zhao Song suggested as he looked at the dojo where only two brothers were left.

Yang Mei was also moved when she heard what Zhao Song said. "Second brother is right. Other Taoist friends found that there was not much room for improvement here, so they left one after another. The realms of my two brothers have already reached the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. If we want to break through the current realm, practicing here alone is not a good choice. I also want to travel in the prehistoric world again and try to break through the current realm."

Zhao Song was excited for a while when he heard that Yang Mei also agreed to leave, then frowned and said, "If we all leave, what will happen to this dojo?"

Yang Mei looked at the dojo where they had stayed for hundreds of thousands of years, with a complicated look in her eyes. She sighed and said, "We can only activate the mountain protection formation so that we can have a place to stay in the future."

"Alright!"

Zhao Song agreed, but thought to himself, "I don't know if I will come here again in the future. Even if I do, the temple may not exist anymore! After all, Mount Buzhou may be knocked down."

"Should we think of a way to preserve this Buzhou Mountain? After all, Buzhou Mountain is the symbol of the prehistoric world. Even if the prehistoric world is stable in the future and no longer needs Buzhou Mountain to support it, it is still a testimony to Pangu's selfless dedication to the world. As long as there is no accident on Buzhou Mountain, future generations will have a place to admire the great god's grace in the future."

Zhao Song muttered softly.

"Second brother, what are you mumbling about? Come over here and help me activate the formation completely and seal off the dojo."

"Come on, big brother, I'm just reminiscing!"

With the combined efforts of the two brothers, the Taoist temple was quickly sealed off. They believed that with the current strength of everyone in the prehistoric world, no one could break the formation.

After taking a final look at the place where they had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, the two of them put away their reluctant gazes and walked down the mountain.

After a while, the figures of the two disappeared at the top of Mount Buzhou, and the top of the mountain turned into a deserted wasteland again.

Ten years passed quickly...

On this day, Zhao Song and Yang Mei appeared in a valley not far from the foot of Mount Buzhou. It was the valley where they had sworn brotherhood.

Going down the mountain was faster than going up. The two of them went down very quickly. Firstly, their realm had made a qualitative leap compared to before, reaching the supreme level of the Daluo Golden Immortal; secondly, they had practiced on the top of Mount Buzhou for hundreds of thousands of years and had adapted to the omnipresent Pangu's will on Mount Buzhou. Moreover, Pangu's residual will was gradually weakening with the passage of time.