However, this was not a big deal for Wang Xuan. Although most of the scriptures that were glowing in the sky were blurry and had flames, this one was still clear and real. If he fell near the fire of scriptures and turned the pages automatically, he could see its meaning!
"The 6 Broken Scriptures were suppressed under the 36th Heaven a long time ago. Moreover, Wu and You had personally read through them and supplemented them carefully."
When Wang Xuan read to the end, he discovered that Wu and You were the human forms in the past. The failure to preserve the sutra was also related to their departure.
If those two powerful men were still here, the scriptures would not decay even if they were moved away from the 36th Heaven. They would either be taken away by them and pressed back into the 36th Heaven in the future, or they would be taken away directly.
Wang Xuan pondered that if nothingness, existence, Tao and emptiness were really one person, then this sutra might have been written by Tao and emptiness, the predecessors of nothingness and existence.
Later, "wu" and "you" were added.
"What an incredible 6-breaking scripture!" Wang Xuan exclaimed.
The materialized scripture flipped quickly, and the yellowed paper showed many symbols from this unique scripture, far exceeding the meaning of other scriptures.
Wang Xuan stayed in the ruins of the 36th Heaven for a full 15 years, longer than anywhere else.
“Take a cup of the Tao rhyme of the 36th heaven, shake the scriptures of the sky, and illuminate the brightness of an era of the extraordinary central world.” In Wang Xuan’s eyes, this cup of tea carries the past.
For a moment, the vast and boundless cliff ruins of the 36th heaven shook violently, and page after page of the scriptures fell like stars. Flames filled the sky, burning the immortal meaning of the scriptures, condensing into an immortal essence, which slowly flowed.
Wang Xuan raised his glass, toasting the extinguished myth, and also bidding farewell to the saints on their journey across time and space. Then he toasted himself and drank it all in one gulp.
At this point, after finishing the second cup of tea, his cultivation level improved slowly but powerfully, and he then officially stepped into the fifth level of the alien realm!
In the fog, the boat slowly drifted away, carrying Wang Xuan, the Dao Paper, and the Flower of Vision, across the endless starry sky and into the remnants of the Sea of Origin.
He stayed here for two years. Before leaving, he looked back sharply because there were creatures approaching quickly. At first, he thought they were the three remaining aliens from the other side, but he found that four of them came at once, and they had special auras.
"Who are you and how did you get this piece of paper?!" one of the strange people asked, with special patterns intertwined in his eyes, staring at the paper outside the fog, feeling unbelievable.
Wang Xuan was surprised. When they ran over, they were holding a special book in their hands, which was actually illuminating the surrounding debris and condensing some blurry scriptures. Did they meet someone traveling with the same profession?
Where did the four people come from? They were not creatures from the other side, and they did not have the residual rhyme left after being strongly irradiated.
Moreover, the four strange people were so excited that they were shaking. Looking at the paper in his hand, it seemed as if they had seen the most dazzling treasure in the world.
They might know the origin of the yellowed paper? Wang Xuan was shocked by this idea.
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