Chapter 1312: Final Chapter: True Metamorphosis and Ascension to Immortality
On the towering mountain, the dojo was quiet, and the silver bamboo forest was swaying and rustling. Suddenly, golden clouds rose, and dense silver lines crisscrossed in the void, and the patterns of the imperial way were everywhere.
Wang Xuan was trying to break through the barrier, with a pile of Dao secret stone fragments placed in front of him. The blue strange stone was like the concentrated essence of the ocean, and the purple stone was invaluable, like the vast purple air that stretched for billions of miles condensed into a small piece in the peace and tranquility.
At present, he has all the Dao stones he needs.
At the moment, it was not that difficult for him to reach the next level. He had been practicing hard in the sixth level of the alien realm for more than 800 years. With the strange objects in front of him, there would be no problem for him.
A secret stone like red coral, containing a large amount of "source-level" Tao rhyme exclusive to the other side, turned into a gorgeous red cloud, rushed out with a bang, and completely sank into Wang Xuan's body, and the secret stone on the ground shattered.
The red glow was so thick that it could not be dissolved, drowning Wang Xuan. Between his mouth and nose, in his soul, and in the pores of his body, an extremely dazzling red light flowed. The Dao rhyme was extremely active, communicating with the Dao of heaven and earth, making Wang Xuan seem to be sitting cross-legged at the origin of all things, the source of the extraordinary origin.
He bathed in the red glow, wearing a "divine robe" woven with imperial patterns, breathing in and out the rhythm of the Tao, resonating and resonating with the tangible traces of the Tao, and fell into enlightenment.
All 6 areas were broken at the same time, fog emerged, and a small boat floated in the crystal lake. Before he knew it, Wang Xuan was sitting cross-legged on it.
A pile of strange stones containing the Taoist rhyme of the other shore were also transferred to the boat.
At this moment, he was wandering in the realm of the True 6 Breaking Health Master. He could kill enemies in peace and listen to the breathing of Tao in tranquility.
When he was returning to his true self, he saw everything flowing in his eyes. All the classics he had studied, from the ancient scriptures of the gods to the chapters on giant beasts, to the scriptures of the saints, were all presented and were turning the pages automatically.
Page after page of scriptures were imprinted on his heart, breathing with him and the Tao, reviving in the place where all things began, and the sound of chanting was heard.
In a sudden realization, Wang Xuan stood up, stood on the boat, and looked towards the deepest part of the fog.
The boat moved slowly, crossing the lake in the fog, trying to get closer to the "light source" at the end.
That was a place that was just out of his reach. After so many years, he finally boarded the ship, but he was never able to get close to it.
Now, in a special state of enlightenment, Wang Xuan set out again. In the artistic conception of a true health-preserving master, he picked up a cup of tea and walked forward leisurely, accompanied by the Taoist rhyme contained in the strange stone.
Scriptures were all over the sky, all lit up, glowing near the boat and burning above the lake. The characters contained in the various scriptures fell into his eyes, sank into his heart, and illuminated his way forward.
Wang Xuan began to approach the light source at the end of the fog, no longer maintaining a constant distance as he did in the past.
"Everyone has different dreams and destinations in their hearts. Is the light in the fog the destination that I really want to reach? If so, maybe I can guess a little."
Wang Xuan muttered to himself as he stood on the boat, his mind calm and natural, not in a rush to achieve success.
Because he knew that with his current level of cultivation, he could get close but still could not touch it.
Soon, the front became blurred, the boat was slowing down, and the chanting sounds around became weaker.
Wang Xuan sensed something, and with a snap, a piece of silver Taoist secret stone under his feet shattered. Brilliant silver light rose up and submerged him, entering through his mouth and nose, pouring into his soul from between his eyebrows, and flowing into his flesh and blood along his pores.
The way ahead became clear again, with scriptures falling all around him. Countless words of the scriptures turned into a sea of stars in the universe. The stars in the sky were suspended in the mist, in sync with the rhythm of his breathing, constantly rippling with soft light.
After a moment, Wang Xuan felt warm all over, and his soul was brighter and fuller than ever before, like the scorching sun in the place where the myth originated, shining on all things.
He left the boat lightly, floated up, and headed directly towards the light source in the mist, as if he was ascending to heaven again.
He had some realizations and insights, and his understanding of the 6-breaking realm's ascension to heaven had become even deeper. All kinds of divine scriptures, giant beasts' secret techniques, and saints' books turned into a rain of light for ascension, accompanying him on his journey.
At this moment, Wang Xuan felt that he could easily blow to pieces the top extraordinary people in the Ninth Heaven with a slight wave of his sleeves. His Taoism and strength were increasing dramatically.
Just like when he experienced the great freedom, now embarking on the path to immortality again was a new understanding of the 6-breaking realm.
He felt as if he was isolated from the world. He had never been more ethereal than now. He was free from worldly worries and had no attachments. He had given up everything and wanted to go back home and reach the end of the fog.
Even his opponents and enemies faded from his mind. There was no need to fight them anymore. Even the figures of his relatives and friends became blurred, as if they were saying goodbye and being forgotten.
"Is this the true meaning of metamorphosis? Everything in the world, every blade of grass and tree, every bird of prey and beast, including enemies, can metamorphose into ashes before my eyes. Even my relatives and friends will metamorphose from my heart, completely and without leaving anything behind."
Wang Xuan whispered, his sleeves fluttering, floating in the depths of the mist, detached and peaceful. However, he was also frowning, as there was a big problem with the meaning of the sutra. In the end, even he would be dissolved. Everything he saw in the world and everything in his heart would become ashes.
With this realization, he realized that this was a terrifying way to kill the enemy, but it was also a wrong path to severing one's own self.
"Ascending to heaven." Wang Xuan muttered to himself. In an instant, his whole body was shining with brilliant light and he looked extremely sacred. Billions of immortal lights flowed and sprinkled out from his flesh and blood and his soul.
How can you forget your relatives and friends? You can't cut yourself off. The path to immortality is corrected, and the true meaning of ascending to immortality is to emit infinite light, and even to the true meaning of ascension.
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