Chapter 251: The First World War; The Great Compassion of the Buddha Emperor; Accommodating All Empe
"In the tenth year of the Ancient Road, the Venerable stood in front of the Imperial Pass, looking across the past and present, overlooking the future. Under the crystal monument, there were no ancients in front of him, and no future generations behind him. It was glorious and lonely, and he eventually became the only one in this world."
Taoist Chunqiu wrote the Book of Heaven to record this scene forever, leaving a picture on stone that illuminates the entire Imperial Pass, showing a prosperous and grand occasion.
He picked up his pen to write the Spring and Autumn Annals and splashed ink to paint the great world, recording a brilliant history. There was once a person who was as glorious as a god.
"A great era has begun, the starry sky is dark, and I am the only one on the top of the road to the emperor! I know the past, and I look forward to the future. Hundreds of emperors are vying for me to be the emperor! After ten years of traveling across the starry sky, who can resist me?"
At this point, he turned a page in the heavenly book and wrote the following summary: Gu Lu has been unrivaled for ten years, which means he is truly unparalleled in the world.
……
In front of the Imperial Pass, the greatest battle of the century came to an end.
The 108 levels of the human race could not calm down for a long time, and were still shaken by that tall figure.
On this day, the shocking battle in front of the pass spread throughout the ancient road of all races, shocking countless people.
The battle between geniuses is still on the way, but some have already reached the finish line, and a world-class battle has broken out!
In the evening, the setting sun is like residual blood, and the horizon outlined seems to be filled with thousands of corpses, making people feel inexplicably desolate.
Some monks were walking in the slightly chilly autumn wind. The trees on both sides of the street had already turned yellow and the leaves were flying around in the wind, creating a sense of dusk and desolation.
Many people were silent, a feeling of bitterness welling up in their hearts. This was the unwillingness and sadness in their hearts. They were once heroes in a region, but after embarking on this road, they no longer had the glory of the past.
Once upon a time, they each stood at the top of their own region, and were successful at a young age. However, the conceited people tasted defeat here and became stepping stones in the eyes of another group of strong men.
“The pride and glory of the past are nothing here and are being mercilessly trampled upon.
The battle for the throne is just one person's throne. It is too cruel for us. We are just pathetic passers-by and witnesses."
A young monk smiled bitterly. He had an extraordinary physique and was a master of his field. He had great ambitions to embark on the path of becoming a god, but before he could show his talent, it was all over...
As soon as this person spoke, many people fell silent, recalling the past when they were like butterflies, conceited, roaring across the heavens and earth, and full of ambition. However, after embarking on this path, many people tasted bitterness.
On this night, one after another, with unwillingness and pain, and a kind of desolation, chose different coordinates in the starry sky, and each went on the road alone. Their backs were very desolate.
"The ancient road battle, this life, is over! It's over!"
"I won't accept this! In this golden age, there are so many talented people, all on the road, why is it like this!"
"Time is like a knife that cuts off the geniuses. The road to becoming an emperor is a ruthless journey. Blood and bones compose a sad picture. Only one person can reach the top. But this is reality, a cruel reality."
"The road to becoming an emperor has no end in sight. The horses are trampling across the starry sky. Countless blood and bones are forged to create a glorious life. That is the glory of one person. Where is our road? Where is the road? Where is the road!"
The championship battle decided too much. All the glory was buried and reduced to an embellishment at the feet of that figure.
The competition among the geniuses on the road seemed like a joke.
"Emperor, Taichu, Zhang Bairen, has there been more than one person who has reached this level in the Golden Age?"
On the ancient road, a young man looked up into the distance, with a black and yellow tripod hanging above his head. His cold and hard face showed no ripples. He walked through the ruined temple, step by step, into the distance.
"A world-beating battle..., a hero who will amaze the world for all eternity, a man who cuts across the road to becoming an emperor, only one man is saved in this lifetime, truly unrivaled in the world..."
In the Ancient Star of Life, thousands of miles high in the sky, a figure shrouded in holy light smiled faintly, and one hundred and eight divine rings were emitting rosy glow. He took a step forward, and countless lights and shadows were faintly intertwined behind him, deep and dark.
His eyes remained motionless as he walked along the road, as if he was stepping on the backbone of heaven and earth, looking into the distance at the figure in front of the Imperial Pass.
“My path will not stop here.”
Only two and a half years had passed, and the ancient roads of the human race, the demon race, the gods, the holy spirit race, and even all the races trembled again.
Or because of that name!
The ultimate battle before the pass!
The strongest man on the ancient road, the only one who can cross the imperial road, unparalleled in the world!
At the same time, on an ancient road deep in the starry sky
The two figures clashed constantly, sparks of passion flew, and their eyes met, with a blazing light.
Boom!
Another big star exploded, and the man in red jumped up, then fell down like the sun in the sky, shattering the roads and creating ripples for thousands of miles.
Another figure like a god of the dark night showed no fear at all, and swung his fist to meet the attack. A bright moon hung high in the sky, reflecting thousands of rays of dark night divine light, cutting through the void and shattering it into nothingness.
Bang!
A violent collision echoed, and two figures reappeared, but both were silent.
"Your Majesty is the number one person in the Ancient Road of All Races, unrivaled in this world, and we cannot let your Majesty's reputation down!"
The red-clothed figure spoke slowly, with flames burning and rising in his eyes.
"From the moment Your Majesty set foot on the Ancient Road, it was already destined that you would be the strongest in this Ancient Road."
The dark-haired figure who looked like a god in the dark night responded calmly, his tone full of confidence.
“... Let’s go. We still need to follow in His Majesty’s footsteps!”
The man in red who had spoken earlier nodded solemnly, muttered something in a deep voice, and walked away.
Amidst the brilliant starlight, two figures walked side by side into the depths of the ancient road.
In the city behind.
"In a world-beating battle, the Venerable used the Sixth Layer to suppress the Supreme Peak, defeating three extremely powerful Great Saints, the Emperor, the disciple of the Emperor, the Immortal Fetus Taichu in the Forbidden Zone, suspected to be Zhang Bairen left over from the years before the mythological era. In this life, he blocked the road to the Emperor and only saved one person!"
Countless people rushed to tell each other and spread the glory of that battle.
"???!"
A graceful figure shrouded in golden holy light listened to the news coming from the ancient road of the human race. Looking at the end of the ancient road, the figure was stunned and remained silent.
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The ancient road of the human race, the 108th level.
The aftermath of the world championship battle has just begun to spread.
At this moment, the three young supreme beings all trembled in their hearts, because a shining figure descended from the sky and walked towards them!
What is this for? Are you really going to take them as your followers?
For a moment, the three of them were in a state of confusion. Even when the three of them joined forces, they were still defeated with ease. They were somewhat depressed and fell into self-doubt.
This was not a one-on-one battle, but an all-out siege by three people, and that person was still far from reaching the pinnacle of the holy path.
Even with their talents, it is difficult to imagine why such a powerful genius appeared in this world.
"Kill me, I will never surrender!"
The emperor gritted his teeth. Although he was defeated, the pride in his bones was still there and he refused to surrender.
He was a disciple of the Emperor, the co-lord of the ancient heaven in the mythological era. Neither his blood nor his dignity would allow him to do such a thing, unless he could not even commit suicide. It was irresistible.
"it is good."
Upon hearing this, Mu Wushuang nodded without any hesitation and covered the sky with one hand, blocking out the sun. The sun, moon and stars revolved in it. The five calamities revolved, and there was endless life and death.
The Emperor, who was once high and mighty, now looked so powerless facing the huge hand that came through the sky, like a delicate flower in a storm, being devastated.
He was unexpectedly grabbed by a huge hand and thrown into a vast starry kingdom. The sky was filled with the sound of Zen chanting and prayers, worshipping the only true God, the Lord of All Laws in the World.
"I just like your unruly look. The more you resist, the more arrogant you are. When you surrender, the more you will surrender. Today is the day when the Ancient Emperor revives and the True Immortal descends. You must surrender too!"
Mu Wushuang laughed so loudly that it made the emperor's body shiver, but he could not utter a word. He was wrapped and baptized by the tidal force of wishes. Under the interference of the original Buddhist sound (the inheritance of Amitabha Buddha obtained from the enlightenment in the Blood Pagoda) and the God-Saving Technique, his heart was subtly changed.
"This guy……"
Zhang Bairen and the other man felt tense. Such words were too evil and made them have bad associations. Would they have to face darkness next?
"I have always been kind and compassionate, I value the younger generation, and I love young talents. I am giving you a chance to think about whether you want to remain a great sage for the rest of your life and live miserably in the shadows; or follow me and witness a broader sky in the future, and touch the supreme realm that the ancient emperors and kings have dreamed of."
Mu Wushuang smiled kindly, raised his hand like pulling out weeds, and threw Zhang Bairen and Taichu into the Starry Sky Kingdom one after another, to be baptized together with the Emperor.
He was very thoughtful and sent several great saints and envoys from other races to preach to them, showing them a grand blueprint to make them bigger and stronger and create greater glory.
Directly baptizing with the Soul-Saving Technique, this kind of behavior, Amitabha Buddha would say that this boy has the demeanor of a Buddha Emperor, this is too merciful. The eyes of the Golden Barbarian Bull twitched as he watched, the poor emperors did not know the doorway and cruelty involved, as long as they were targeted by their master, these three people were already the same as themselves, and sooner or later they would become the shape of their master!
Such a compassionate act is definitely a reflection of the great compassion of the Buddha Emperor, Amitabha Buddha. He does not kill, but only saves, and works together to build a better future. Those who hear it are moved and shed tears.
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"It has been a month since the battle, and the Venerable is still in seclusion, and seems to have gained some insights."
The Great Sage Qing Huang opened his mouth slowly, his eyes glancing lightly at the Ultimate Imperial Gate deep in the ancient road.
It seemed that with Mu Wushuang's entry, some extraordinary changes seemed to have taken place there. Even outside the sky, mystical chains of Taoism were floating, hazy and mysterious.
"Who knows, maybe we can get a glimpse of something through this battle. Once we cross the line, it will be a revolutionary change."
"Yes, I don't expect to reach the sky in one step, but it's good to have some understanding. That road to heaven has stopped too many brilliant people. Even the emperors and kings who cherish their years have not found it easy to achieve success."
Several great saints and protectors also spoke with a smile. You have to know that Mu Wushuang is only thirty years old now, but he has already stood in front of that natural chasm. This has far surpassed all the powerful people in ancient times.
In front of the Emperor's Pass, a figure slowly opened his eyes. Powerful energy flowed through his body, and the Wheel of Reincarnation of All Worlds was a phantom rotating behind him.
He took a deep breath, and the entire starry sky rumbled like a cloud dragon drawing water.
The gathered life energy covered a million miles like a canopy, and transformed into a column of air that poured into his position.
Faintly one can see that inside his body there is a divine disk where myriad paths blend together, and myriad phenomena appear. As time and space rotate, all things are in reincarnation.
Deeper inside, there is also a force that can transform people into the Tao, which emits the mysterious light of life and death and outlines the shape of a wheel in the heavens.
Mu Wushuang comprehended it for a long time. It was the mystery of Tao and Fa, and it was also another difficulty for him to break through the bottleneck.
Realm, level of cultivation, and magic power.
To this day, his realm has long surpassed the Saint Path and crossed that natural barrier to truly glimpse the scenery of the Emperor's Road, which is a whole new level, a vast world.
Now that both are improved, the next two will come naturally.
Now he stood at the zero point of his own cultivation——
"Perhaps, some extreme measures are needed to make my own Taoism transform faster."
His eyes lit up, and he looked towards the majestic pass behind the 108 cities. There were the marks left by ancient emperors and kings, carrying their ways.
The majestic pass stands tall, surrounded by chaotic energy. There is no one here, and it is eternally silent, showing its atmosphere in the mist.
On both sides, huge stone pillars rise into the nebula, like pillars supporting the sky. Each one is a piece of history, engraved with the veins of time.
Mu Wushuang walked forward and came to the stone pillar representing the Green Emperor. He stood there for a while, looking at the green lotus that was emitting chaotic energy, somewhat in a trance.
Along the way, he has changed a lot——
But fortunately, his goal of becoming stronger has never changed.
"Borrow the power of the Emperor to accomplish my own path."
He whispered slowly, sitting cross-legged among the marks left by great emperors and ancient kings.
A violent force burst out from deep within his body, as if some ancient power was reviving. A hazy mist appeared around him, and a divine plate that seemed to condense all the worlds and heavens rose from his brow, flowing with the dense laws of nature.
In an instant, the energy rose into the sky and the entire pass responded.
The 108th city of the human race was shaken, and everyone felt the energy rising into the sky.
Moving forward courageously, as if to break down all obstacles.
Half a year passed by in a flash.
Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged in the dim divine light, with one peerless figure after another appearing around him: The Great Emperor Luangu, the Holy Emperor of the Sun, the Human Emperor of the Moon, the Taihuang, the Yuanhuang, the Qing Emperor, the Wushi Emperor, and the Tuntian Emperor all appeared, exuding unparalleled divine power.
One figure after another seemed to be suppressed, and the terrifying aura was oppressing, tempering the sitting figure like fine iron.
From his body, ancient characters that looked like they were made of divine gold rose up, condensing the essence.
When many phantoms and runes appeared, the Wheel of Reincarnation behind Mu Wushuang was crystal clear and bright, as if it was made of fairy gold, emitting a terrible pressure.
As his Qi increased, the marks of the Emperor and King that appeared also became stronger, and the terrifying Qi slashed at his body like a sword.
It resounds and rings, tempering its Taoism and realm.
"not enough!"
Mu Wushuang shouted in a low voice, and the sound of mysterious scriptures rang out from the Wheel of Reincarnation behind him, as if countless gods and demons were chanting. At the same time, the primordial realm, the Taoist palace realm, the four polar realms, the nine orifices of the human body, as well as the dragon transformation and the immortal platform in his body all emitted infinite divine light.
The next moment, he raised his Qi suddenly and rolled towards the manifested marks, using their power and Tao to temper himself.
Rumble!
In an instant, the entire pass seemed to be revived. The shadows of great emperors and ancient emperors appeared, and the marks of the Tao in front of them were revived. Those were their Tao fruits and traces of their existence.
It transformed into beams of surging fairy light that fell down and hit him and the divine plate behind him.
"The Emperor's and King's marks were triggered? The Venerable touched the formation? Why is this?"
"Your Excellency, is he going to break through to become a Quasi-Emperor?"
Several great saints and protectors were all a little surprised. This master really could not stop. Wherever he went, he would cause some sensation. Even in the Imperial Pass, he would revive the imprints of the emperor and the king.
Stab it!
The void shattered, and millions of immortal lights fell one after another, transforming into the most dazzling divine aura, washing over the body, containing their invincible will, their way, and their understanding.
If you want to accommodate the Taoism of many emperors, you need to bear the impact and burden of the emperor's imprint with yourself. What you can get from it and whether you can gain enlightenment depends entirely on your personal ability.
Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged there, his body clanging and gurgling, blood spurting out, and cracking open one after another. This was a baptism, and also a transformation of his own path.
The magnificent and endless immortal light made the sun, moon and stars tremble, and the big stars in the distance changed their moving trajectories.
They trembled wildly in this vast and unpredictable wave, and then some of them exploded, like blooming fireworks.
"Turning the life and death of the heavens, holding the reincarnation of all paths."
Mu Wushuang recited his own scriptures softly. His appearance was dignified and the sound of the great Dao could be heard from his body. In response, one god and demon after another transformed into his appearance and sat cross-legged in the Wheel of Reincarnation of All Realms, reciting scriptures to bless Mu Wushuang.
All around him, acupoints lit up one after another, like magic lamps lighting up one after another, and within the flickering lights was the evolving world.
This result was horrifying. The escaping energy made the surrounding universe tremble. It was too powerful.
The endless flow of Qi rushed down like the sharpest divine weapon. If you want to obtain the fortune in it, you must naturally withstand the power contained in it.
Until the end, Mu Wushuang's body was covered in blood and shattered, but the remaining flesh and bones were all glowing, extremely blazing, brilliant and dazzling, as if there were huge suns hidden in it, burning fiercely.
“The world will perish but my body will not, the sun and the moon will decay but I will not, the heavens and myriad worlds will crumble but I will still be here, I will endure countless calamities without being worn out, I will master all laws and cultivate eternal life…”
"At the end of reincarnation, I am the only one in the universe!"
His eyes suddenly lit up, and thousands of rays of light surged up in his body. A majestic life essence flowed through him, and the broken bones and flesh recovered quickly, becoming even stronger and more powerful.
Continuous divine power surged around Mu Wushuang, condensing into ancient divine chains. The moment these divine chains appeared, they were still very illusory.
But soon, lines of ancient scriptures were filled in, mixed with the chanting and roaring sounds of three thousand gods and demons, making it solid. These divine chains turned a gorgeous purple color all over, ancient and mysterious, as if thousands of universes were opened up and evolved in them, and then quickly came to an end.
A slight sway could generate a demonic nature that was enough to transform a person into a Taoist spirit. The void that it touched was annihilated, unable to withstand this great power.
As he stood up, the Divine Chain of Order trembled, as if all the laws of heaven and earth had revived, displaying infinite divine power and dancing around him.
It is like the source of all things, controlling the birth and death of all things in the heavens.
This moment.
Mu Wushuang's entire body glowed with brilliant luster, and he suddenly broke through that layer of shackles and reached a new world. Millions of chaotic light waterfalls swept across the sky and the earth.
An imperial power burst out from his body! (End of this chapter)