Chapter 255: He took charge of Zhuxian, and his name spread throughout the world; his body burned in

Chapter 255: He took charge of Zhuxian, and his name spread throughout the world; his body burned in

This is a remote ancient peak, the oldest mountain in the divine realm. It can be said to coexist with the current world. It has existed since the creation of this world. It is rumored that it was left by Lingbao Tianzun.

There is an ancient temple on the top of the mountain that has existed since ancient times and has never collapsed. This low mountain is a symbol of the divine realm, just like Mount Sumeru in Buddhism, and the status of this ancient temple is equivalent to the Great Leiyin Temple, but there are more taboos here and people are not allowed to stop.

Not even God can enter it, and the only time in a lifetime that one can enter it is when they enter the divine realm.

Now that Mu Wushuang has arrived and opened up this dusty ancient temple, an unfathomable power of faith immediately flows out, magnificent and unparalleled.

This is not the accumulation of one generation of gods, but the sedimentation of all gods since ancient times. As long as believers face the divine realm, telekinesis will fly in, year after year, day after day, making it the most divine and sacred place.

The ancient temple was very simple, without any unnecessary things. There was only a Taoist map, a cushion, a sacred stele, and a line of words, nothing else.

"I wish to live forever and ascend to the immortal palace. I will cultivate for a hundred lifetimes to return to this body. Thousands of calamities and a hundred lifetimes are difficult. In the eternity, I will be the first to become an immortal!"

A group of people entered the ancient temple and looked up at the words. They felt that an ancient deity was reciting them, and the words were heard across the long river of time.

Lingbao Tianzun, the most powerful among the nine Tianzuns, is too mysterious. He must have lived for at least three or even four lifetimes. It is hard to say what kind of backup plan he left behind or whether he really died.

Now it seems that his power of will is by no means ordinary. Among the ancient celestial masters, perhaps only Wuliang Tianzun and Emperor Tianzun are worthy of discussing and exploring with him.

"As time goes by, even heroes like Lingbao Tianzun can only be buried in the years..."

Taichu sighed softly, looking at the Taoist diagram engraved with the image of Lingbao Tianzun, his expression a little dazed.

Mu Wushuang pondered in his heart, Lingbao Tianzun turned into an ancient star of heavenly soldiers, became the training ground of heaven, and was later occupied by the Golden Crow. It was hard not to think that all the things that happened before were related to the Emperor, otherwise who would dare to use Tianzun's corpse as a training ground?

You know, the head of Lingbao Tianzun was separated from Lunhai Dao Palace and existed alone, which looked like it was taken away by someone. If you think about it carefully, it is self-evident who could have turned it into a training ground at that time.

Moreover, in the original timeline, it was not surprising that the big boss Emperor who wanted to refine the two worlds would leave behind any kind of backup plan.

After a moment, Mu Wushuang cut off all distracting thoughts and looked at the remaining divine stele. It exuded the aura of the Heavenly Venerable and had traces of the Dao engraved on it. This was a real ancient divine stele that recorded the inheritance of Lingbao Heavenly Venerable.

It is more detailed and refined than what Mu Wushuang heard at Tianzun Mingquan, and it also incorporates his own understanding and application of the way of willpower. Even if it fails, it can still benefit future generations.

"The ancient celestial master of mythology, the emperor of the ancient times and the great emperor of the ancient times all have great minds and great courage, except for..."

Taichu sighed and thought of many things. Perhaps there is no "real emperor" in the world anymore. It is hard to say what is left.

Mu Wushuang meditated quietly. The inheritance of spiritual treasures and the power of faith in the god's position were naturally the credentials left for future generations to communicate with the Zhu Xian formation diagram. Only by mastering the formation diagram could one obtain the complete secret of the word combination, and go a step further to master the four swords instead of just one.

Time passed very slowly, but with his amazing talent, he comprehended things quickly, one day's work was equivalent to a hundred days' work, and his comprehension of the inheritance of Lingbao Tianzun became deeper and deeper.

A few days later, he revived, the divine tablet was in his hands, the scriptures were imprinted in his heart, resonating with the divine throne, and suddenly the entire divine realm began to shake.

In response to the power of scriptures and faith, the Zhu Xian formation diagram flew into the air, sank into the torrent of willpower, and landed next to Mu Wushuang, recognizing him and leaving a mark. The two echoed each other, and the complete secret of the word combination was also revealed.

At this point, the Nine Secrets group was completely complete and resonated with the Hades Emperor's Taoism in his body, and the supreme immortal sound echoed in Mu Wushuang's body, vaguely like the signs of sublimation when the digital secret resonated with the three selves and the Three Pure Ones of the previous world.

Mu Wushuang pondered in silence, immersed in the unique artistic conception brought about by the fusion and resonance of the secret of word formation and the source of Taoism.

At the same time, with the help of the Zhuxian Formation, the sacred power of faith surged like an ocean hitting the sky, sweeping down the stars outside the domain, and the raging waves rushed into the universe, which was extremely terrifying.

His entire body was submerged in boundless light, except for his pair of pupils that shone like golden lamps, emitting two different beams of light. His blurry figure looked terrifying and boundless.

"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"

Mu Wushuang let out a long roar, his thoughts became clear as if a blessing had come to his mind, his blood and energy flourished, he held up the sky with one hand and touched the ground with the other, as if he could hold up the nine heavens and push the sun, moon and stars forward, just like an ancient emperor of heaven.

The most divine and holy power of faith reappeared, covering the sky and the earth, surging in, gathering and dancing, like a divine sea surging, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

At this moment, the people in the divine realm had only one action to take, which was to kneel down and worship!

“The Dao Master passed on the torch, and the heavens and the worlds are at peace!” “Tai Hao created the heaven and earth, and the myriad worlds are in a cycle!” “Praise be to the Supreme and Mysterious Lord of All Laws!”

Everyone shouted. Some people were called gods, some were called masters of temples, and some were called saints. They were also worshipped by the world, had their own thrones, enjoyed the incense of the world, and refined the power of faith.

Boom!

The myriad worlds shook, and the divine sound of the Great Dao rang out, as if the ancient Heavenly Emperor had ascended the throne. All living beings were cheering, praying, paying homage, and praising him, and the whole world was boiling with excitement.

Mu Wushuang shines brightly on the top of the Holy Mountain, holding the Immortal Execution Map, surrounded by the power of the divine realm—

At this point, with all spirits worshipping, the divine realm officially changed hands!

……

The next morning, the red sun jumped onto the top of the mountain, illuminating the mist with colorful lights. It was a long time before the clouds slowly dissipated.

On the mountain, mist flows, essence is like a small river, and all kinds of brilliance flow.

On the ancient sacred mountain, there is an ancient tree of life, which is the immortal elixir that followed Emperor Daoyan.

The ancient tree of life has a rough trunk and bark that looks like pieces of dragons. Its branches stretch out vigorously, and its branches are full of emerald green and crystal leaves, just like pieces of green fairy gold, brilliant and dazzling.

The life essence in the surroundings is so dense that it cannot be dissolved, making this place sacred and incomparable. As soon as you get close to it, it seems as if you are about to ascend to heaven. All the pores in your body open up, pouring the essence of life in.

Under the tree, Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged on the Lingbao Daotai. The silver-gold blood of the Immortal King was boiling and surging, and the brilliance visible to the naked eye had occupied almost 30%.

"According to records, there was once a person who cultivated to the peak of the Great Sage at the age of a hundred years and left his name in history. This is the fastest record. Now it seems that there is no shortage of geniuses in this world..."

The Golden Bull smacked his lips in amazement. The speed at which his master cultivated was truly terrifyingly fast. This was because he had been suppressing himself and tempering himself most of the time, suppressing his realm. If he had let go, he would have soared into the sky long ago.

A thirty-year-old Great Sage is not surprising, so a thirty-year-old Quasi-Emperor is probably not impossible.

"I know that the man's name is Dumu. He is not only the most amazing genius of that era, but also one of the most powerful people with the strongest bloodline throughout history. He is from the God Clan, but he has never been able to reach the peak of the Great Sage Realm in his entire life."

The emperor was also shaking his head. Such a genius had become a negative example, being used to prove the importance of foundation. Although it was good to rush forward quickly, you also had to bear a price. There was no such thing as perfection.
Since ancient times, many geniuses have been willing to refine their combat power and polish their foundation so that they can become more powerful step by step, but they cannot avoid being suppressed by others with their realm, unless they are extremely perverted like Mu Wushuang, a guy who breaks common sense, with talent comparable to that of Emperor Wu Shi, talent of Emperor Hen Ren, and footsteps of Emperor Qing, and he is simply the only one in the world.

“I am a little curious about how old His Majesty will be when he achieves enlightenment. Given his speed and background, perhaps he will create a miracle that will only happen once in a thousand years.” Taichu pondered and looked towards the center of the sacred mountain, at the figure under the ancient tree of life.

This immortal elixir that once followed Emperor Daoyan naturally chose to follow Mu Wushuang after being tempted by the "round cake" despite numerous dissuasion.

"It's still a little short..."

Mu Wushuang sighed, he was confident that he could break through to the Quasi-Emperor realm, but it was unrealistic for him to cross several layers of chasms in the Quasi-Emperor realm like he did in the Zhan Dao or Saint realm.

There is no way around it. The Quasi-Emperor is an almighty being in the realm of the supreme humanity and is extremely extraordinary.

Even Shi Hao, the beast-fed baby of ancient times, who had the help of more than one Immortal King guide and inherited various Immortal King heritages, only reached the ultimate realm at the age of two hundred.

Although he has no Immortal King to guide him, nor does he have the Immortal King's inheritance, his bloodline and physique are also his advantages.

Whether it is the Chaos Green Lotus bloodline, or the Holy Demon Embryo that was inherited from the unknown great saint body in his later years, once the potential is released, it will surely be earth-shattering.

Therefore, his next step is to conduct a detailed study on the secrets of his own physique and bloodline, so as to further display his own foundation, such as tapping into the power of his physique and the mystery of his bloodline, so as to better evolve the blood of the Immortal King and temper the body of the Holy Demon Embryo.

Mu Wushuang's eyes turned, and he thought of the secret method in the Amitabha Buddha scriptures. It was rumored that when Amitabha Buddha attained enlightenment, he took the karma of all his believers, turned it into a raging karmic fire, and burned out a quasi-emperor body.

The divine realm has accumulated the power of faith for countless years. If all the power of faith here is revealed, even if it is not as great as Mount Sumeru, it will be almost the same.

Mu Wushuang was now ready to follow the example of Amitabha Buddha and use the overbearing karmic fire to temper his body and blood in order to burn out an invincible path.

Although this method is very cruel, now that he has obtained the Ancient Tree of Life, an immortal elixir containing infinite life energy, coupled with his own strong foundation, the possibility of this method being effectively implemented is 98%.

Mu Wushuang's mind activated the secret method of Lingbao Tianzun, and suddenly the whole divine realm was shaking. At the same time, the holy mountain beneath him burst into a blazing light, submerging him and making his whole body bright, like a supreme god descending into the world.

"This method works."

Mu Wushuang took a deep breath, adjusted himself a little, and then turned the magic formula in his hand slightly.

Suddenly, the overwhelming and vast mental power rumbled and moved. The scene was terrifying, sacred and huge, and the whole world seemed to be about to collapse.

The power of faith in the divine realm is enormous and "toxic". Such power of faith is the best fuel for the fire of karma, which will make the fire of karma burn more rapidly and be extremely domineering.

"But if you want to become a strong man, you have to take some risks! Infernal fire, ignite it for me!"

“Boom!”

The power of faith in the sky turned into an extremely terrifying golden color and ignited in an instant. Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged in it, tempering himself.

In an instant, he turned into a human-shaped torch, burning there, emitting terrifying flames and heat, causing the void to surge violently.

After practicing to this level, especially after practicing the "Immortal Sutra" for many years, coupled with his holy demon physique, even the turbulence of time and space and the void slash could hardly do anything to Mu Wushuang's body.

But at this moment, under the tempering of this extremely domineering karmic fire, Mu Wushuang's blood was boiling, and infinite precious light was blooming all over his body. He used his body as a furnace to temper his qi, blood, and origin in the karmic fire.

During this process, his original Dao realm, Dao palace realm, four pole realms, even the dragon transformation, immortal platform secret realm, and the nine orifices of the human body were all roaring, and his whole body was emitting rumbling Dao sounds.

After a few breaths, Mu Wushuang's entire body was ignited by the karmic fire. In the end, some of his flesh and blood dried up and even turned into charcoal.

Even the bones were exposed, which were burned to have a silver-gold luster and then turned black.

This kind of karmic fire is very strange. It is not the fire of the Great Dao, and it will not go out. It comes from the sentient beings in the world of this divine realm for countless years. It is the thoughts of all sentient beings.

To fight against the fire of karma is to fight against all living beings in the world that have existed in the divine realm for countless years.

Moreover, the power of faith in the divine realm carries the terrible sins of the heavens and endless cause and effect. This power of faith is inherently poisonous, and the karma fire ignited by it is even more terrifying and more powerful than other karma fires.

Tempering the body with karmic fire is extremely difficult and involves huge risks. Even Amitabha Buddha narrowly escaped death before he could go through this method of tempering the body.

Mu Wushuang is not only tempering his own body, but also forcibly drawing the karmic fire into his body to temper his own blood, which is even more dangerous.

Fortunately, Mu Wushuang's body was strong enough, and his Chaos Green Lotus bloodline had the characteristic of endless reproduction. In addition, the Immortal Medicine Life Ancient Tree gathered endless life energy. Therefore, although it was dangerous, it was still bearable.

The karmic fire of the mortal world is the most terrifying tempering and also the best baptism. If you can persist in it, there will be huge benefits.

In the process of being burned by the karmic fire, Mu Wushuang was able to realize that the beliefs, emotions, and life of all living beings contained therein were also part of the karmic fire. Being burned by the karmic fire was also a way to train his soul and strengthen his beliefs.

Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged on the holy mountain, constantly enduring the baptism of billions of karmic fires. The divine chain of order in his body trembled and rustled, and began to revive.

Faintly, one can see the runes and divine chains of order in his body evolving into an almighty immortal king who carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders.

"Qiang!"

Just like the Emperor of Heaven forging iron, who knows how much power of faith was consumed to ignite the karmic fire. Glittering ancient runes emerged, and a drop of silver-gold immortal blood was tempered out from Mu Wushuang's body.

This drop of blood was surrounded by an immortal silver-gold luster, and there was also an ancient aura spreading around it.

Then, the second drop, the third drop...

Mu Wushuang was refining his blood essence while practicing the Immortal Sutra, tempering himself in the extremely overbearing karmic fire, and absorbing the vast life energy of the ancient tree of life to ensure that he would not be roasted into a mummy by the karmic fire.

At this moment, the emperor and his entourage looked up at the top of the holy mountain, and saw a raging fire in the sky, burning through the void. It was extremely terrifying, as if an eternal furnace was suppressed there, burning away all the evil in the world.

Time passed, and two and a half years went by in a hurry. During this period, the entire divine realm was peaceful. There were no rebels in the divine realm, and the whole realm was thriving.

In the divine realm, the number of races is unimaginable. The entire divine realm is both a fairyland and a prison. These monks who are deeply trapped in the power of faith cannot leave here at all.

During the past five years, Mu Wushuang has never stopped mobilizing the power of faith to transform it into karma fire, burning his body and tempering his blood. At the same time, his body has become increasingly strong and crystal clear while being burned by this karma fire.

The originally holy mountain now has a much less radiant light, and the vast, golden power of faith that was like an ocean has been consumed by more than 40%, and even the color has degenerated into silver. This is because the power of faith has been greatly reduced and its concentration has dropped. (End of this chapter)