Chapter 579: Under the Structure
"Who the hell is that Li Meng? Will he track me down? After all, he is also an Ancient God with chicken legs. I, an Ancient God with grasshopper legs, am no match for him."
Zhang Yang sat in front of the World Tree with the small box in front of him. Next to him were the branches of the World Tree swaying slightly. In fact, the six impure roots of the World Tree had long been qualified to transform, but it said that in the real dimension, transforming into a human might be a good choice, but in the dream dimension, it was more advantageous to be an unrestrained root.
"Well, that's good. In the next period of time, you should stay hidden and don't make any big moves. Just make sure that Li Meng doesn't chase us to this real dimension. At the same time, other small accounts must also enter a deep incubation period and keep a low profile as much as possible so as to survive this darkest moment before dawn."
Zhang Yang took a deep breath and passed the order through the passivated true spirit particles. Now the hatred value of the Plague God's tears, oh, the Plague God's saliva has been firmly locked. It is necessary to avoid meaningless sacrifices. Is it easy for him to train a small account?
After dealing with these matters, Zhang Yang carefully opened the sealed small box. Inside was a memory orb that was exchanged for No. 05's life.
Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to check, but solemnly notified Qu Shang, Tao Yao, Zhao Baiyi, Li Guohuai, He Yimou, Jiang Rong, Wu Jun, Guan Shan, Li Si and other eighteen demigods of law to come in the form of Daozu Junling. Yes, there are already eighteen people now, with six more added.
In addition, he also summoned 300 Mahayana masters of the Law (228 new masters), 36,000 Mahayana masters of the Heavenly Way (ten times more), and 1.09 million Mahayana masters of the Tribulation Crossing.
This is the greatest achievement of the flamboyant sword-cultivating civilization in the past nearly four thousand years. Of course, it is far from enough.
However, it was a huge matter for Zhang Yang to gather so many core members at one time, because the Sword Immortal Civilization had already developed into a world that had just escaped poverty, with a total of forty-two layers of heaven and earth barriers, including three improved barriers, and a civilization with a population of 1.5 billion.
There are many things to deal with every moment. Isn't it the same as giving everyone a holiday to call them all together? Qu Shang, Tao Yao, He Yimou, Wu Jun, and even Mu Shaoan asked secretly.
"It's up to you to come or not. If you regret not coming, don't blame me."
Zhang Yang just threw down a sentence, of course he didn't really let everyone give up, he immediately used his super authority as the Taoist ancestor, and at the same time emitted his own passivated true spirit particles to carry out all-weather, full-map alert.
The reason why we have to be so serious is simply because the memory orb of size 05 can most likely only be opened once.
Although some things can be completely copied, the laws can be recorded in images and sounds, but some things really cannot be copied.
The Thousand-Handed Human Race can be said to be the supreme master of their Sword Immortal Civilization. Just think about how many good things they have learned from the Thousand-Handed Human Race.
Especially this time, Zhang Yang knew that the Thousand-Handed Race was hiding very deeply, to a level comparable to the ancient god civilization (Zhang Yang is a grasshopper-legged ancient god, but his civilization cannot even be considered a heavenly god civilization).
Therefore, Zhang Yang has every reason to suspect that many details in this memory orb may be out of print. After all, account 05 is the last account in the Thousand-Hand Clan, and the Thousand-Hand Clan that even boss Li Meng could not infiltrate will never be able to infiltrate again.
Soon, at the gate of Tianjian Sect, all the summoned disciples gathered from the ground to the sky.
Millions of Mahayana monks who have transcended tribulation are sitting on the third floor.
Thirty-six thousand Mahayana of Heavenly Dao were sitting in the sky, above them were Mahayana of Laws, and at the very top were Qu Shang, Tao Yao and other eighteen demigods of Laws, that is, the saints of this world.
Well, the eighteen saints were not wholesaled, but were accumulated through real strength, based on contributions, and there is no distinction between first and second generation disciples.
Zhang Yang was the last to appear.
After everyone saluted and greeted each other, his voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Perhaps you will wonder if I have Alzheimer's disease again, but this is indeed the last time I will preach to you. It's not that I am about to die of old age, but that you need to grow up and face this dangerous, evil and treacherous world head-on."
"All of you should have understood the long river of time and the structure of the six major sequences. You should know that we are in the fourth sequence and that we are going backwards from the fifth sequence. As long as you can survive the tribulation, you will be informed of these things. The impact of this worldview and the impact of this dimensional upgrade will make you who have just survived the tribulation and ascended suddenly feel your own insignificance and the vastness of the world."
"But I'm sorry, even if this is the case, you are still little chicks protected in eggshells, Li Guohuai, what are you laughing at? Do you think you are not protected just because you have become a saint, a demigod of law, and a shareholder of this world? If I hadn't been working hard behind the scenes, you idiots would have died a thousand times in various ways!"
Zhang Yang cursed for half an hour in one breath. Everyone was silent and sweating, except for Mu, who even whispered, "Fuck, this is too exciting. The handsome Taoist is going crazy online. His qualities are different every time!"
"Get lost! I have some important information for you to share. Do you want to hear it? If not, I will get rid of you right now!"
"I was wrong cousin!"
Zhang Yang: (#‵′) convex
Mu: The melon-eating boy is me.
After scolding everyone from the first generation disciples to the second generation disciples, and then to the third generation disciples and the fourth generation disciples, Zhang Yang finally got to the point.
"You only know that you are in the Fourth Sequence, but does anyone know what the Fourth Sequence is like? Sorry, I don't know that either. I can't describe the entire Fourth Sequence, but I can responsibly tell you a secret, that is, the plane we are in is actually the corpse of an innate creature, and even so, this corpse is divided into more than thirty different plane dimensions."
"Perhaps you are tired of hearing the words plane and dimension because you have no idea what they mean. Now, I can tell you."
"This answer cannot be explained from our perspective, our vision, or our perception. It's not that it can't be explained, but that our level is not high enough. Therefore, among the six major sequence structures of the River of Time, only innate creatures are qualified to perfectly explain planes and dimensions. I myself obtained a distorted answer through some channels that you cannot know."
"That is, from the perspective of innate creatures, the plane is the gap between blood and bones. The two cannot blend together, so it is called a plane. Based on this, innate creatures have summarized 175 types of planes. I will not list them one by one here. You just need to know that this world is too big. Even if you have been on the road since birth and have an endless lifespan, you will not be able to see everything."
"Then there are dimensions. Please note that planes and dimensions are two different concepts, at least for innate creatures. They consider blood to be one plane, bones to be one plane, internal organs to be one plane, facial features to be different planes, and hair and sweat hair to be even one plane of their own. But did you notice that these are all substantial and belong to reality?"
"Then we can draw a conclusion from this. Planes only exist in reality. In other words, different realms that can actually exist in reality can be called planes. But reality itself is a dimension. Do you understand what I mean? The entire real world can be composed of countless different planes, but reality as a whole can only be considered one dimension."
"We, the Xing people, and the Thousand Hands are actually all in different planes under the same reality dimension. Below the plane is the universe, and below the universe is the world. Of course, we usually mix all the unknown and known things together and call them the world, which is also fine."
"It needs to be added here that heaven and earth are also a kind of plane."
"So what is above the dimensions? I'm sure everyone knows this. That's right, it's the sequence. Above the sequence is the structure, which revolves around the long river of time and is divided into six major sequences. Each sequence is divided into different dimensions. Below the dimensions are countless planes, below the planes are countless universes, below the universes are countless worlds, and below the worlds are countless acquired creatures. As for the innate creatures, they exist at the level of the structure and sequence."
“It’s normal to feel insignificant, shocked, and powerless. This is the correct way to navigate the entire unknown world we are in.”
"I won't talk much about the structure and sequence here, because I know very little. I will only talk about the dimensions. In the fifth sequence, there are three dimensions, namely the reality dimension, also called the sky dimension, the abyss dimension, and the dream dimension. This is actually quite simple."
"As for the fourth sequence we are in right now, how many dimensions are there? Sorry, I don't know either. Currently, I know and have come into contact with three dimensions in total: the reality dimension, the dream dimension, and one dimension that I cannot name. But I am sure that there are many, because the body of this innate creature we are living in right now is divided into four dimensions and dozens of planes. It's weird, isn't it?"
"The reason why I told you all this is to tell you not to get too cocky. Who are you? What is our world? Is it worth your smugness? And now I'm going to show you a memory orb, a memory orb stolen from a world that is suspected to be an ancient god civilization. You all know about the Thousand Hands Human Race, right? Don't be surprised. They are probably the old coins with the accumulation of the ancient god civilization. They are so powerful, but they are still hiding so deeply and are still as cowardly as a dog. Our world is not even a god civilization, so why should we show off? Are you tired of living?"
Zhang Yang beat all his disciples fiercely before taking out the memory orb. This thing was really important.
"Remember, this thing can probably only be activated once. Don't try to memorize it with any magical power or magic weapon. You can only try your best to comprehend and remember the things from the ancient civilization immediately. Otherwise, I doubt how much you will remember the next day. Please, please, please! I beg you, please don't be careless! Because this is the invaluable experience provided to us by the great Thousand Hands Clan. They are worthy of the title of pioneers. Come on, bow!"
"Two bows!"
“Bow three times!”
"The ceremony is over, play the funeral music!"
(End of this chapter)
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