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"The initial sprouts of Tao, why did you stagnate?" Wang Xuan looked solemn. After studying the five "sprouts of Tao", he took a break.
He looked out at the endless "sea of strange power". Although his own cultivation was improving, he was not excited. The more he reflected on this matter, the heavier his heart became.
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It is still good if the "Tao buds" stop growing. What is more terrifying is that most of the initial Tao buds have died, withered, decayed, and festered, with different manifestations.
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So far, he has only found 5 species of "Dao Ya" remnants. The more he thinks about this, the more frightened he feels.
Because, in his view, the initial sprout of the Tao, every normal development is the Tao. Is it a normal death, or was it strangled?
No matter what, he didn't believe that after he dug and dug into the soil of life and drilled through the meteorite channel, an endless "sea of strange power" would be born.
This is really magnificent, the endless "ocean of myths", the rich extraordinary factors, it looks like a source of prototypes one after another.
He doesn't think that this place was created because of him.
How many years had passed? Wang Xuan didn’t know. When he was enlightened, he seemed to break free from time and space. He didn’t know how many years had passed in the real world.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be short. He didn't stop, but walked forward, stepping across the vast and surging sea of extreme cold. The chill that was wafting along the way was chilling. Behind him, the myths were frozen, leaving only a trail of footprints.
The deeper you go into the "Mythical Sea Group", the more abnormal it becomes. Both the extraordinary factors and these special seas are beyond the standard.
Finally, after passing through more than a hundred bizarre and dangerous "seas of strange power", Wang Xuan entered a vast ocean of purple and bright gold.
He caught the sixth type of "Dao Ya" here.
The initial sprouts of the Tao appeared randomly, without any pattern at all. Wang Xuan walked through more than 300 sea areas in total and only saw 6 living creatures.
A misty purple air is flowing. The tree is more than one meter tall. It doesn't look tall, but the bark is covered with spots, like a dormant dragon. It is quite extraordinary. There are 15 purple-gold fruits on the branches.
“It should be about right this time.” Wang Xuan tried to commit suicide for the sixth time and picked the largest “Dao Fruit”. It was so fragrant that just one sniff would make people salivate.
After his soul decomposed and reassembled in an extremely dangerous situation, he vaguely saw a tender sprout breaking out of the ground in the barren land.
Time stood still, Wang Xuan stared at it, observing the original Tao and deducing its trajectory, as if he was creating the world and expanding the unknown territory.
In fact, he can still comprehend without taking the "fruit", but his affinity will be poorer and it will take a very long time to realize the truth.
Now, with the True King from the outside world bringing him heavy pressure, he naturally took the risk of "transforming into the Dao" and improving his efficiency in order to transform to a higher level as soon as possible.
Wang Xuan stood up. Although he had comprehended the sixth original Tao bud, his Taoism seemed to have entered a flat zone. He felt that his foundation had deepened, but he still had not broken through to the realm of True King.
From the current perspective, he has reached a special stage in his enlightenment here, referring to the initial sprouts of the Tao, and understanding his own path, and there is a bottleneck ahead.
"I should go out." Wang Xuan felt that this level could not stop him. He guessed that what he lacked was a full integration with the real world.
He judged that in the vast ocean of myths that were like source after source, most of the "Tao" were stillborn. Overall, there were some problems with the environment here.
He was unable to break through, and it was very likely that he was stuck like the six surviving Dao buds due to unknown factors.
Wang Xuan stepped onto the sea, hurried back, and prepared to leave.
On the way, when he found the silver jujube tree floating in the sea, he was slightly startled. With a swish, he approached it and found a small protrusion on its branch, which was suspected to be a flower bud.
"Will the flowers bloom again in the area where I picked the fruits?" He was quite surprised.
Then, he went to look at the golden plant he caught for the first time. At the place where the fruit was lost, a golden Taoist flower had already bloomed. Was this to replace the 15th fruit?
"Okay." After reading it, Wang Xuan turned and left.
“Huh?!” After his soul returned and merged with his body, he felt something was wrong. Why did he feel like he was...buried alive?
There is no danger here. If there is an accident, the trace of thought left in the body would have already given a warning. Wang Xuan stood up and traced the passing time.
In an instant he understood what was going on. Mobile Qiwu suggested burying him, and the First Beast King took action himself and sealed off the place where he was confined.
The main reason was that his body would occasionally emit various mythical particles, which were too dense. He was now a powerful being, and any fluctuations could cause a huge impact, so some old monsters buried him in a retreat and sealed it off.
"Nearly a hundred years have passed." Wang Xuan sighed lightly. Not long ago, he was still laughing at the old monsters for being in seclusion for too long, how come it was his turn in the blink of an eye? The green years seemed to be just yesterday. At that time, he was still a young man seeking on the road to immortality. When the myths were extinguished, he walked alone in the mother universe.
Now, if he were to retreat for a while, the life of an ordinary person would end. Would there be a day in the future when he could realize the Dharma once, and an entire era would come to an end?
"Not really. I'm not one of those old monsters with such low efficiency. I'm moving forward at a speed several or even dozens of times faster than them. As long as I keep running forward like this for years, everything will remain the same as before."
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