Vol 2 Chapter 848: Who is fishing on the long river

"Zhu Tian Da Zong (
punish!
The word is in the world, hanging high above the Taoist city, shining like the sun, shining one hundred thousand miles of the Taoist city, its upper Taoist pattern is intertwined, and it is faintly surrounded by nine golden dragons.
The nine golden dragons are lifelike with endless majesty, and the dragon's body is trembling slightly at this time, as if it can't carry the word edict!
Hum~
The edict floated into the air, and as it appeared, a cloud of air overflowed and filled the city.
People who were not asleep in the Daocheng districts couldn't help kneeling on the ground, their hearts trembling uncontrollably.
"Prince Royal Order!"
There was an exclamation in the city, followed by a large sound of kneeling.
Long Xingyi, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, sat in the imperial court for his father. He has ruled the world for tens of thousands of years. He has accumulated great prestige and is no less famous than the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, its status is too high, and it is rare for him to personally issue an edict. At this time, he can see the Jiulong surrounding the ‘Zhu’ character urn.
Whether it was the monk stationed in the Brahma Budo, or the master of Jing Yesi, all were shocked in their hearts, never expected that this incident would have shocked the prince.
"How could it be the Prince's Decree?"
Qixuan Zhenyi was shocked, and he didn't expect that this incident could shock the prince who was far away in the imperial capital.
But fortunately, there is a prince's edict in hand, unless the last celestial master of the previous era has recovered, otherwise, I should be able to advance and retreat freely...
But I can't help but think about it in my heart:
‘The imperial court has such a deep control over the realms? still is......'
Qixuan Zhenyi took a deep breath, then bowed long, his sleeves hanging down: "Chen Qixuan Zhenyi, please follow the decree of the prince!"
......
Huhu~
The night has nothing to do, the mountains are even more cold, and the looming ghost fires and the sound of ghosts that sound from time to time prevent the strangers from entering the night.
There are many mountains and rivers in the Great Zhou, especially the Northwest Road, which is close to the ocean, and many mountains and rivers may have hidden under the sea before long ago.
Many of them even have ancient imprints.
"Shouyang Mountain!"
In the breeze of the night, An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the unsurprising mountain not far away.
This mountain is not big, but it is more than a thousand meters high. There are shrubs on the mountain, spring water in the mountain, and occasional traces of spirit grass.
Such a mountain, not to mention that on the Northwest Road of Youzhou, even within a radius of 10,000 miles, it is not ranked at all. Among the mountains in front of you, the terrain is much better than it.
The only thing that looks different is that there are stone carvings on this mountain.
"...There are no mineral deposits in Shouyang Mountain, and there are few spiritual grasses, and there are some stone carvings, but there is no magic, and not many people can see it.
Therefore, I confided in Jing Yasi with a master, and after getting the promise, I took it. The name Shouyang Mountain comes from those stone carvings. "
When he revisited the old place, Yang Yan, who was holding the big donkey, looked a little tranced, and there were reluctance and memories of the past in his eyes.
Although this mountain is not a famous mountain, it is the place where he has lived for hundreds of years, and it has his best memories in the world.
It's a pity that everything is gone...
"It seems very ordinary! My uncle's dojo is much better than this mountain."
Tuba held Cai Xiaobai, slightly disdainful, this mountain was unremarkable.
"Meow~"
The one-eyed kitten squatting on the shoulders of the rabbit looked at the mountain, his eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking, a little eager to try, but still bowed his head.
Licking his paw.
"Shouyang Mountain..."
An Qisheng stared at this mountain, a ripple in the depths of his eyes that was imperceptible.
His heart moved slightly, but his expression was as calm as before: "Go into the mountain."
Ram Yan nodded.
Tuba naturally had nothing to do, and followed a few people into the mountain.
Shouyang Mountain is not big, and it can be regarded as extremely small for the monks. Not to mention An Qisheng, who is Tuba, can climb to the top from the foot of the mountain in one step.
But An Qisheng is not eager to climb.
Stop before the mountain road.
"This stone stele is quite old, and the words on it are somewhat specious..."
Touba was a little surprised.
It was a blue-black stone stele. Although it was visible that someone had taken care of it, it was difficult to conceal its mottled breath.
The text is similar to the text currently in use in Da Zhou, but it is also different and more ancient.
There are no more ways than monks can store information. For ordinary people, stone carvings are already the best way to store information.
"This is the writing of the previous dynasty. It was used after a slight change in the Great Zhou Dynasty. This mountain is called'Shouyang Mountain.'"
Looking at the stone tablet four feet high and low as high as his own, Gong Yang Yan's old face was full of complexity.
It's been less than a year, and everything has gone wrong.
"The emperor picks up the bronze-cast sword from the Shoushan Mountain and inscribes it with ancient astronomical characters..."
An Qisheng muttered to himself with a subtle expression.
This name is of course ordinary to people in this world, but to him, it has an unusual meaning.
The words of the two worlds are very different, but they can show the same meaning, which in itself is unlikely to be a coincidence.
And this is not beyond An Qisheng's expectations.
The reason why he divides the soul, even throws two pieces of pictures into the realm ahead of time, in order to explore the mystery of this realm.
"what?"
When Gong Yang Yan heard An Qisheng's self-talk, he was taken aback for a moment and then thought about it, but he never heard of a similar allusion.
An Qisheng didn't answer his meaning. When he thought it, he extinguished. He took it in front of him and landed on the stone tablet. The tentacles were warm, as if they were burned by flames, and they even felt hot.
Hum~
He closed his eyes slightly, a desolate and ancient breath that has lasted for years, and then he entered his heart and was caught by it.
Then, explode!
boom!
If the thunder suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, the burst of light in an instant would make An Qisheng's mind ripples involuntarily.
In the next instant, all the light faded and disappeared, and replaced by a huge ocean that does not know how wide, does not know how long, rushing, and does not know whether it is forward or backward.
'this is.....'
An Qisheng was shocked. He had never seen this vast ocean, but the moment he felt it, the name of this long river naturally appeared in his heart.
This billowing mighty, boundless, without knowing that the vast ocean at the beginning and the end is actually a river.
A piece covering the past and present of a great world, and even the endless distant past,
Time and space!
Theoretically speaking, as long as one's eyesight can see, one can see infinite and far-reaching, but that is only in theory.
Human eyesight has limits, and perception also has limits.
According to An Qisheng's current perception, although he still can't reach the realm of the "Three Realms, Six Paths and Great Thousand World", it is far beyond ordinary people's unknown geometry.
But at this time, his perception has risen to the limit, and all he can see is only the corner of the ocean.
Above this long river, he couldn't see the beginning and the end, let alone the edge. It seems that there is no beginning and end, there is no edge.
Even this is not necessarily a real river, but his perception of this thing is just a long river.
In other words, it is not impossible to call it the long river of time and space, the mother river of fate, the corridor of time and space and so on.
"Endless forever, is this endless forever..."
Staring at the endless river, An Qisheng muttered in his heart, something rare was deeply touched.
All kinds of cultivation are basically the cognition of the heaven, earth and the universe, all kinds of Taoism, which is the experience he has gained across all realms.
But on paper, he felt superficial, even though he had already seen the Taoist language of "endless and eternal front" and "no beginning and no end" in the Taoist books.
But there is no real deep touch of this long river!
All-inclusive, this is the real all-inclusive!
The ultimate mystery of one world.
Heaven and earth converge into heaven, then the long river of time and space is to write the ‘history book’ of the changes of heaven and man, the mystery of all things.
Staring at the long river, An Qisheng was drunk, seeing mystery, and fascinated him more than any fine wine.
But in a flash, he cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart, and recovered whether he was sad or not.
"The long river of time and space..."
Above the endless ocean, standing in the "drop of water", staring upward.
In a trance, above the endless river, in the emptiness that is more nihility than nothingness and darker than darkness.
He saw six small lines, faintly visible, as if they were here and there.
There are six sources of that line, and as it goes down slowly, it is not six, but is divided into layers, one transforms two, two transforms three, and three transforms endlessly.
Down to the long river, it is already covering the sky and the sun, almost endless!
The endless lines flow down the long river, covering all time and space nodes.
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It is omnipotent, omnipotent, like six behemoths clinging to nothingness, and descending the most greedy and ferocious tentacles toward the long river.
Seems to freeze time and space,
It also seems to be fishing all living beings!
"The mystery of the cleverness lies here..."
With just a glance, An Qisheng converged his mind and sank into the rolling river, avoiding the extremely complicated lines that seemed to be comparable to the water droplets of the river.
Thousands of thoughts fluttered in my mind.
What was the source of the six lines, he didn't ask, because he faintly found his breath on the six lines.
He vomits six inspirations, and there is his aura on these six lines, and even the magical powers and spells he uses are all branded by that line!
If the existence above the Void Holy Throne outside the sky is willing, he can penetrate all the magical powers he has ever used!
However, this did not go too far from An Qisheng's expectations.
It is precisely because of this concern that he has only five colors of supernatural powers.
His true practice of the ‘True Spiritual Karma Map’ is not only secretive, but also separates, and must not be easily discerned or manipulated by others!
But in his heart, the fear of the emperor heaven has also risen to a very high level.
With his realm at this time, it is hard to imagine.
The six people who ignited the fire of their own holy throne with the talents and wisdom of countless heroes from ancient and modern times as their resources, how tyrannical is.
What level of mastery has reached this world?
"To contend with these six..."
Wandering between the complicated roads, An Qisheng's distracting thoughts gradually disappeared, and a touch of aura gradually emerged:
"Perhaps, it should..."