Vol 16 Chapter 7: Reaching the Holy Mountain

"The Emperor of Heaven is overwhelmed." Meng Chuan said calmly.
Wanxing Tiandi looked at Meng Chuan and shook his head and said, "Dongning, don’t refuse so simply. Time is magical. Today you make a decision. After ten thousand years or thirty thousand years, your thoughts will probably be the same. It's different."
Meng Chuan was slightly startled.
Yes, time is changing, so will the practitioners.
"You need it in the future. For example, if you need my help on the path of spiritual practice, just speak up." The Ten Thousand Star Emperor is still enthusiastic, "Each Seven Tribulations Realm does not live for other powers, but has its own path of practice. Bai Even if the master of the bird museum has kindness to you, there is a limit to the kindness. Don't delay your own practice for the sake of some kindness."
"Think carefully about what I said." The Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor smiled and said, "My Dongning, you are welcome to visit Dongning at any time."
"Emperor Xie Tian." Meng Chuan said politely.
Wanxing Tiandi nodded slightly, this avatar has already left.
Standing in place, Meng Chuan thoughtfully, he could feel the ten thousand star emperor’s friendship, and his kindness was obvious.
"Send such a heavy gift, I am afraid that the plot is not small." Meng Chuan looked solemn.
The common saying goes: Nothing is courteous, and if one is rape, one is stealing.
Wanxing Tiandi took the initiative to give gifts, just for ‘making friends’? The Wanxing Heavenly Emperor can see the future, and he can see all the lines of the future of the Seven Tribulations Realm's great power. He sent'tens of thousands of squares' gifts, and his conspiracy must far surpass the'tens of thousands of squares'.
The owner of the Shiratori Pavilion is the leader of his own forces, and he said very clearly when he gave the heavy gift-he would not embarrass Meng Chuan. Only with this premise would Meng Chuan take it. At that time, he was only in the Six Tribulations Realm, and the treasures presented by the owner of the Shiratori Pavilion were all treasures of the soul of the soul, and the value was much higher than that given by the Ten Thousand Star Emperor.
The Wanxing Tiandi was vague, and the requirements were not clear. How dare Meng Chuan accept it?
Favor debts are the most difficult to repay.
"The owner of Shiratorikan is upright and upright. The Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor seems to be enthusiastic, but he wants to restrain me by cause and effect." Meng Chuan dislikes the Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor because of this alone. "Well, don't think too much, the stronger you are. , It can withstand greater wind and rain, it’s time to practice painting on the holy mountain."

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Mountain Wu Secret Realm, painting the sacred mountain.
"I have seen City Lord Dongning." The skinny old man in black robe saluted quite respectfully. He was the Master of Six Tribulations Realm Poison Eyes who was responsible for guarding the Mysterious Mountain Wu Realm.
"Master Poison Eye." Meng Chuan observed the other party.
"The city lord can call me Poison Eye." The thin black robe old man humbled, "The last time the city lord came to the Mountain Wu Secret Realm, it was still in the Six Tribulations Realm. In a blink of an eye, it was the Seven Tribulations Realm's great power, and the Poison Eye admired it."
Master Poison Eye had already mastered the three Six Tribulations Realm rules, and was stuck in the final bottleneck. However, the master of Dongning City has been practicing for a short period of time, and he first understands the rules of space, and then controls the rules of mixing caves. This made Master Poison Eye quite envied. He was madly retaliated against by the Black Demon Temple. Even if many primordial avatars were gathered and scattered, the power of alien species would still penetrate each primordial avatar, unless his own primordial spirit was transformed to the level of Seven Tribulations. Once the primordial spirit is strong, he actively rejects the power of alien species, otherwise no one but the Black Demon Temple can save him.
Meng Chuan's strength is now greatly increased, and wherever he is, the original domain naturally spreads, and at first glance he perceives the strange power entangled in the black robe and thin old man's soul.
"Your injury?" Meng Chuan looked at him.
"It was the Lord of Nightmare Hall himself." said the thin black robe old man, "It used the weird power contained in the legendary'Nightmare Hall'. Palace Master Hundred Flowers helped me ask Jie Ancestor for help... and he couldn't drive away the weirdness of the Nightmare Hall. force."
"Oh? Can I take a look?" Meng Chuan asked. He knew that the Nightmare Palace was a treasure of heritage, and it was terrifying.
"City Master Xie." The skinny old man in black robe also had some expectations. The ancestor was in the Seven Tribulations Realm of the Yuanshen, and the City Master Dongning was also the same. Maybe there was a way to save him? If the power of the alien species is expelled, he will completely recover intact and still have a life span of tens of thousands of years.
Meng Chuan's wisp of the power of the soul penetrated into the avatar of the thin old man in the black robe.
"Huh?" Meng Chuan clearly noticed it as soon as it penetrated.
There is a strange rule that has affected the Poison Eye Master's soul everywhere. This strange power is a regular existence, very mysterious, and has already affected the Poison Eye Master's soul everywhere, and should even affect all other true avatars.
"This is the power of the nightmare?" Meng Chuan knows more than Master Poison Eye, and the information given by the Shiratori Pavilion has long recorded the power of the nightmare. Fortunately, the realm of the nightmare palace master is not high, and using the treasure of inheritance, he can only exert a little power. If the Lord of Nightmare reaches the top Seven Tribulations realm and uses the treasure of inheritance, I am afraid that Master Poison Eye will be injured much more, and I am afraid that he will be killed long ago.
The two inheritance treasures of the Black Demon Temple are no less powerful than the Eternal Secret Treasure for the Seven Tribulations Realm.
"Although the power of the nightmare is only a trace, it is too mysterious. I am afraid that I can master the rules of time and space and reach the half-step Eight Tribulations before I can try to crack it." Meng Chuan could perceive the strange and terrifying power of the nightmare, and thus understand the eight more The existence of the robbery is powerful.
"Can the City Lord have a way?" The thin black robe old man couldn't help asking.
"No way." Meng Chuan thought and shook his head, "If there is a solution in the future, I will come to you."
"City Lord..." The thin black robe old man was a little grateful.
Meng Chuan still admires this master of Poison Eye, who is jealous and hated the Black Demon Palace, but it is a pity that he can't help him now.
"You don't need to worry about me, I'm in the Secret Realm of Mountain Wu, and I will only practice before painting the sacred mountain." Meng Chuan said, he has already stepped to the foot of the painting sacred mountain.
With a wave of his hand, a cave mansion covering several kilometers came.
Meng Chuan, the avatar of the original spirit, lives in seclusion in this cave, looking up at the ninety-thousand-mile-high wall of the sacred mountain, looking at the shocking masterpieces.
Thirty-three paintings are all extraordinary.
"Start painting."
Sitting in the study room, there was a blank picture scroll in front of Meng Chuan.
This blank picture scroll was refined by Meng Chuan himself, consuming 800 cubic meters of materials. The scroll has a length and width of a million miles. Its special feature is that it is large enough and made of extraordinary materials to hold some powerful paintings.
Meng Chuan first began to paint the paintings of ‘Hundong Yitong’, starting with the rules of mixing holes, he could better understand the essence of these paintings.
...
As time passed, thirty years passed in a blink of an eye.
For thirty years, the time and space has also been turbulent, and conflicts between many top forces have always existed. Half a step and the Seven Tribulations have fought for several times, and Shiratorikan has also participated in many battles, but Meng Chuan has not been allowed to take action! Because many battles are disputes between the subordinates of the Six Tribulations Realm, it is very difficult to get a half-step Seven Tribulations Realm. The Seven Tribulations Realm also need to be enlightened and practiced, and the Seven Tribulations Realm will not appear to participate in the battle before it is truly important. But once it shows up, it will also attract the attention of the top forces from all sides in the long river of time and space.
Meng Chuan has been painting for 30 years.
When he was in the Six Tribulations Realm, his vision was still shallow. After he became the Seven Tribulations, he could understand these paintings in a deeper level after mastering the spatial rules and the original rules of the ‘Mixed Cave Rules’, and his perceptions were naturally different.
"Thirty years, thirty-two paintings." In the study, Meng Chuan felt that these thirty years had gained too much.
Thirty-two paintings, each of which he painted very seriously.
Those who have gained a lot, even paint the second or third time...
For thirty years, Meng Chuan has a deeper understanding of time, space, and ten fundamental rules. How do the ten original rules work together? How does time and space derive many rules? At least they have a vague understanding.
"There are thirty-third paintings." Meng Chuan raised his head, looked through the windows of the study, over the walls of the cave house, looked at the ninety-thousand-mile-high painting holy mountain wall, and looked at the only one of the thirty-three paintings. One-a simple painting.
The other thirty-two paintings are very complicated and contain at least one original rule.
Only the most central painting is only six strokes!
Very random six strokes, each one is different, each one seems to tear the chaos and open up the universe. The six strokes are intertwined with each other, and it is even more mysterious.
Meng Chuan instinctively felt that this painting was much more brilliant and difficult to comprehend, so he put it at the end.
"Try it, these six-stroke paintings." Meng Chuan looked up at the towering mountain wall, carefully observing the'each stroke' of the six-stroke painting.