Chapter 1124 The Great Avenue Sorrows
When he met Zhang Buku again, Li Ya's cognition was overturned. Zhang Buku narrated his experience of venturing into the chaos and revealed that he became a saint because he seized the foundation of a saint in the great war of saints. He didn't know why the saint died, but he got it by chance.
After wandering in chaos for many years, he created his own Tongxuan Zunling, which is this Yin-Yang Red Tower.
After 40 million years of development, the Yin-Yang Red Mansion has reached perfection, containing countless worlds. It satisfies all the desires of practitioners here and collects resources for practice at the same time.
The two walked on the street, chatting as they walked.
Li Ya discovered that the creatures passing by could not hear their conversation, which made him even more convinced that Zhang Buku had become a saint.
"Since you have already become a saint, why do you need so many cultivation resources? You can create them yourself." Li Ya couldn't help but ask the confusion in his heart.
Saints are omnipotent, and creation is their greatest ability.
The practitioner's magical power does not come out of thin air, but is transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The practitioner's insights are derived from the Tao. They seem powerful, but in fact they are within the scope of the rules.
Sages are different. Sages can create the great way and truly create something from nothing.
Although Li Ya is not a saint, he has received guidance from future saints and has a certain understanding of the power of saints.
Zhang Buku raised the corner of his mouth and said, "The reason I collected it is not because I need it, but because I want them to pay the price. Now, I can increasingly understand Uncle Gu's mentality of playing with the world. We saints do not necessarily act for any purpose, but just want to see the changes and the results. In our eyes, everything is a fixed number. The only thing that interests us is to seek variables within the fixed number."
Li Ya couldn't understand what was said. How powerful must one be to be able to play with the world like this?
He remembered that someone had speculated that no saint died in the war between saints. It seemed dangerous, but it was painless for the saints. He also asked his future body if a saint had died. Unfortunately, his future body did not answer him.
Now it seems that the saints may really still be there, and the disasters that the common people regard as catastrophic disasters are just child's play in their eyes.
Could it be that Gu An summoned his future body and the future bodies of other Wu Shi disciples just to show off his own strength?
The more Li Ya thought about it, the further he went.
Zhang Buku said angrily, "You, please don't speculate about Uncle Gu like that. No matter what, without Uncle Gu, we wouldn't be where we are today. To us, he has done us a great favor."
Li Ya was annoyed. Why did this guy keep spying on his inner thoughts?
"Of course I'm not questioning him, it's just that you don't know him well enough. How can I put it about him? He's definitely not as calm and composed as he appears on the surface. There are many interesting things about him... Never mind, I can't explain it to you. Anyway, you don't understand him as well as I do!"
As Li Ya was talking, he began to wave his hands. He felt that if he said too much, he was afraid that Zhang Buku would take advantage of him and surpass his position in Gu An's heart.
Zhang Buku said with disdain: "You are really judging others by your own standards."
"Don't be so presumptuous. Have you forgotten how many times I saved you in the past?"
"I only remember that you always brought me back from death. All I remember is pain."
"Nonsense, am I the one who always causes trouble?"
"Isn't it?"
"I was just trying to gain some chance. I don't know who cried and told me that I must become stronger. Now that I've become a saint, it's incredible. I can erase the past."
Li Ya and Zhang Buku kept on teasing each other, but they were not angry. Instead, they became happier.
In this way, they felt that their feelings for each other had not changed, and it even made them feel like they were back in the past.
At that time, let alone achieving the current heights, even becoming an immortal or god seemed illusory to them. They only wanted to become stronger, become famous in the world of immortal cultivation, and live a wonderful life.
At this moment, it suddenly started raining in the Yin-Yang Red Tower, but the color of the rain was wrong, it was actually shining silver.
Li Ya looked up and took it with his right hand. He sighed, "Your Yin-Yang Red Tower is truly remarkable. How could you be willing to give up such a good fortune? The spiritual energy and Daoist spirit within are so rich."
However, Zhang Buku did not answer him, which made him turn his head to look at Zhang Buku.
Zhang Buku had a serious expression and a frown on his face.
"What's wrong?" Li Ya asked nervously.
Zhang Buku replied slowly, "This is not my destiny. This rain covered the entire Primal Chaos. The restrictions of the Yin-Yang Red Tower are like nothing before it."
Li Ya's face changed drastically. Such strange phenomena had appeared many times in his long life. Some were the creation of the Great Dao, blessing the people, and some were the breakthroughs of great powers, spreading the Dao to the world. No matter which situation it was, it meant that the situation of the Great Dao would change in the future.
He looked up at the sky again and murmured to himself, "It's been peaceful for so long, is it going to be turbulent again?"
Although he still remembered the last great war between saints, that was tens of millions of years ago. In tens of millions of years, the world has changed dramatically, and several eras have passed.
Zhang Buku did not respond. The uneasiness in his heart was far beyond Li Ya's imagination.
As a saint, Zhang Buku felt it the most deeply.
He actually felt the avenue wailing!
That was a scene that had never appeared even during the Great War of Saints. What on earth had happened?
…
In the Heavenly Palace, inside the Lingxiao Palace.
The Emperor of Heaven opened his eyes, and golden light burst out of them, suddenly plunging the dim hall into brightness. He frowned and looked up, and saw a silver rain penetrating the Lingxiao Palace and pouring towards him.
He did not dodge nor attack, but was directly bathed in the silver rain.
As his body was being washed by the silver rain, the Emperor of Heaven actually felt that his cultivation was increasing. He also heard the wails of the Three Thousand Great Daos, as if something extremely terrifying was about to be born.
This silver rain seemed like a gift from the Great Dao, or more accurately, it was the Great Dao's self-protection measure, covering the entire chaos. At least, it was raining silver within the range he could observe.
The Emperor of Heaven felt uneasy. He was not sure whether it was the three thousand great ways of chaos that were rioting, or the origin of the three thousand great ways that was uneasy.
At least one thing is certain, Chaos is about to face trouble.
The Emperor of Heaven suddenly caught the breath of the saints in the human world, and those saints who were scattered by Gu An to preach in the human world were also disturbed. Some saints even called him to go to the outer world to discuss together.
He hesitated for a moment, stood up, and disappeared into the hall.
In the depths of darkness, figures appeared out of thin air, including the ancestor Honggan and the great Xuanyin master.
The saints turned their eyes to the Emperor of Heaven. Judging from what Gu An arranged for them to do, Gu An obviously wanted to cultivate the Emperor of Heaven. It could even be said that the Emperor of Heaven was his spokesperson.
"Where is the ancestor?" asked the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor, his brows furrowed and his tone heavy.
(End of this chapter)
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