Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

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The morning sun passed through the clouds, turned into golden brilliance, and fell on everyone, bringing up a multicolored thin line, like an irregular net.

A strong breath broke through the net and headed higher in the sky.

Rumble!

Thundery sound bursts, and the robbery is full of clouds.

A strong man has broken through the tribulation!

This scene fell in countless sights between heaven and earth, and the mountains and plains suddenly rang out in exclamation.

Rumors are ultimately different from what you saw with your own eyes.

No matter how bizarre the story I heard, it is not as shocking as the facts in front of me.

Just a few words between Li Gongzi and that holy land powerhouse?

Suddenly let him succeed in an epiphany and break the realm on the spot?

It is said that the difference between every calamity of the strong in the holy realm is the distance between the sky and the earth, and it is necessary to perceive the deep and pure road, to understand the true meaning of life and death.

But these things seemed to be easy in front of Li Gongzi.

It turns out that the rumors are true!

…

Li Hanguang swept his gaze, looking directly at the next holy land powerhouse.

Dao Yin sounded again.

The scene became extremely quiet again.

Hundreds of ancestor-level powerhouses who have been famous for many years have all condensed their minds at this moment, sitting in a tight situation, and don't want to miss a word.

The Tao that Li Gongzi preached at this moment seemed to have little to do with their practice.

But the avenues go to the same destination by different routes, and there are always similarities.

They naturally don't want to let it go.

…

West Desert.

Great Wilderness.

A huge enchantment covers a radius of 100,000 miles in all directions.

Peace outside the barrier is as usual.

An extremely tragic fight broke out inside.

To be precise, it was a massacre!

The world is full of fleeing figures. Those guys look the same as the human race, but they have a pair of wings, and the body is full of light.

They ran around, trailing a long light tail behind them.

When I looked carefully, I found that the light was pouring out from their wounds.

It turned out to be blood!

An old man stood high in the void.

He was dressed in a gray robe with grey hair, and looked like a mortal at first glance.

With his hands behind his back, the old man looked at the figures running around indifferently.

Behind him stood an old monk with white eyebrows and white beards, and said with a humble expression: "Senior, the second-generation and third-generation gods and demons in the periphery have almost dealt with it!"

The old man gave a faint hum.

The old monk became more respectful: "This bright **** and demon has recovered the best, and now has the strength of the quasi-xian realm. Do we need to wait for us to summon the strong in the temple to suppress it together?"

The old man said: "No need!"

When the voice fell, he took a step forward, and the void trembled violently, engulfing his body.

There were violent fluctuations in the depths of the earth.

A brilliant brilliance rose to the sky from countless tiny cracks.

The earth turned into countless rubble, and then turned into the tiniest dust under this ray of light.

A heart-piercing roar sounded during the turmoil.

It is hard to imagine the pain the owner of the roar is suffering.

In a short while, everything disappeared.

The sky is turned into quiet dust, dancing with the wind.

Those rays of light merge into the sunlight.

One of them stayed in the sky.

The old man walked out of it, holding a box in his hand.

The box is simple in shape, and the carved lines on the surface are obviously not only decorations, but also contain a certain powerful way of forbidding.

The old monk noticed that there was no spiritual rain falling on this area, and he glanced at the box in the old man's hand and said, "Senior, that **** and demon..."

The old man turned his hands and put away the box, and said: "The lord needs it to live a while!"

The old monk no longer said much.

The old man suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the void fell into a dead silence within a hundred thousand li.

Then there was a hum.

All those figures that flee turned into blazing radiance, dissipating in the wind.

The enchantment disperses.

The old man looked into the distance, saw more scenes similar to this place, and nodded in satisfaction.

…

Hanhai Peak is like a fairyland.

The fairyland mentioned here does not specifically refer to good scenery.

Instead, the world is filled with the glow of Taoist rhyme, closely intertwined, everywhere, even a person with the most ordinary talents, sitting here can feel a clearer principle of the Taoist, so that the cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds. .

Part of those Taoist rhymes comes from the Taoist tree that Tongtian behind Li Hanguang.

The other part comes from the blessing of heaven and earth descending after many holy realm powerhouses in the field successfully crossed the robbery on the spot.

There are more and more figures around.

The door of the small courtyard was ajar, Ye Chengying, Jiang Shengxie and others sat in the courtyard, feeling the omnipresent Taoist rhyme, and closing their eyes to experience it calmly.

The aura on their bodies was surging and could be restrained, it was clear that they had only broken through not long ago.

In the clouds and mist between the cliffs, Fairy Baiyue, Sword Sage Zhu Yan, as well as the elders of the other peaks of the Aojian Immortal Gate and the elders of the Supreme Supreme were all hidden.

Many caves have been opened under the cliff.

There are also many disciples there.

From Hanhaifeng to the outside, the temporarily moved mountain peaks were already full of people, all practitioners from the various sects of the Eastern Wilderness, but at this moment, they were extremely quiet, like dense stone sculptures.

They listened very carefully to the Taoist sounds coming from a distance, and didn't want to miss even a single word.

A preaching, from the dawn of the morning sun, to the four wilds of the stars.

The Tao Yin surrounding the crowd suddenly stopped.

The mountains and plains rang out at the same time.

An annoyed look appeared on everyone's faces, as if being awakened from the best dream in the world, their eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Li Hanguang glanced at the people calmly: "This is the end of today's discussion. Please come back tomorrow!"

Hearing these words, whether it was a monk from an ordinary sect or an ancestor who was born in the holy land, at the same time, with a respectful look, stood up and bowed to the white clothes under the heavenly Taoist tree: "Thank you for waiting." The grace of the son of preaching, please send the son!"

Li Hanguang nodded faintly, turned around and disappeared.

Everyone kept the etiquette for a long time, and it took a long time to straighten up.

The eldest practitioners glanced at each other, looking in the direction where Li Hanguang was leaving, their eyes were full of excitement and surprise that could not be suppressed.

"I don’t know how many enemies of the Tianjiao have been encountered throughout my life. Although I have been defeated, no one can convince me... I never thought that when my life was about to end, I would meet someone like Li Gongzi. It’s really true. The sky has eyes!"

"Brother Bai said it is extremely true that I will be able to be preached by Young Master Li in person, it is really a blessing from previous life cultivation!"

"It's really unimaginable, how did Young Master Li manage to treasure all the classics in the world at such a young age?"

"Yes! Those who are here today, including the entire Eastern Desolation Eighteen Sacred Sites, all the powerhouses of the power of cultivation...the variety of exercises they practiced is hard to imagine, but Li Gongzi only needs to look at it every time he knows the details. It's amazing!"

"Yes, just like the Taoist Aomu of the ethereal holy land, what he cultivated is not the technique of the original door of the ethereal holy land, but the ancient great sage inheritance obtained from a secret realm. It has long been lost, and Li Gongzi can actually make no mistakes. Instruct him to practice, so as to break the realm on the spot!"

"There is also the ancient Taoist man in the holy place of the early days. The five decays of heaven and man have already come, and the potential has been exhausted. Li Gongzi only used three sentences in the Taoist to activate the potential in his soul, and then continue the path... this method , How can it be unpredictable?"

"..."

On the dojo, between the mountains, under the cliff...

There are discussions everywhere.

Those who are exalted and even supreme in the spiritual world, at this moment, are like villagers in ordinary mortal villages, sitting in groups in twos and threes, talking excitedly about the scenes they have seen today.

They have practiced for a lifetime, have seen more life and death, have experienced a long time, have never seen anything, what storms have not been waded?

Their Dao Xin has long been as stable as a rock, and even life and death can be sighed.

But everything that happened before their eyes today is really incredible.

…

Li Hanguang returned to the room, closed his eyes slightly, and a sea of ​​light appeared in his mind.

This sea of ​​light is composed of countless light clusters.

It's all what Li Hanguang has gained today.

He thought about moving slightly.

With a hum, all the light **** exploded at the same time, and dense messages appeared in his mind.

He doesn't know how many people are listening to his preaching today.

These vast amounts of information can even stun a powerful cultivator of God in an instant.

Li Hanguang's spirit has long been beyond this realm, but it also takes longer than ever to digest these things completely.

Fortunately, he is not particularly anxious.

One night passed.

Dawn's first ray of sunlight fell through the window.

Li Hanguang opened his eyes, and the shadow of a heavenly tree appeared in his pupils.

This Taoist tree is several times larger than yesterday, and the tree is full of densely packed fruits. Some fruits are only the size of a fingernail, and some are as big as a fist.

There are twenty-four largest ones in total.

They respectively represent the Sutra of Fire and Fire, the Great Emperor's Inheritance, and the 18 emperor sutras practiced by Li Hanguang.

Yes, as of yesterday, Li Hanguang has successfully gathered all the emperor scriptures of the Eighteen Holy Lands in the Eastern Desolation.

Although the level of cultivation of these emperor scriptures is high or low.

But it is already an extremely remarkable thing.

In addition, Li Hanguang was not optimistic about it at first, and the cultivation techniques below the emperor scripture also brought Li Hanguang a lot of surprises.

The essence of Wanhua Taoism lies in simulating enough Taoism and supernatural powers to reverse the true meaning of Taoism and find the real supremacy of Taoism!

So as to reach the realm of unity of all laws.

Especially after Li Hanguang used his omniscience insight to improve the Wanhua Taoism, his ability in this area became more and more remarkable.

Although the emperor scripture is all-encompassing, it is a Taoist temple with a very wide coverage.

But in front of the avenue itself, after all, it is still narrow.

Those ordinary exercises, magical powers, although they are not at the same level as the Emperor Jing in power, but they are very useful if they are only used to check for omissions.

There is only one reason-large quantities!

After this night's fusion, Li Hanguang's greatest gain was by no means as simple as mastering the eighteen emperor scriptures.

He already has his own understanding of the word Dadao.

Perhaps these understandings are not deep enough, but you must know that ordinary monks, even if they are transcendent, may not be able to come into contact with any real great principles.

This is like the difference between standing at the foot of a mountain and looking at the scenery from the top of the mountain.

From this moment on, all Taoism in the world will be different in Li Hanguang's eyes!

He can comprehend the true meaning of Taoism in a way or angle that other people cannot understand.

The benefits of this are only known to those who have experienced it firsthand.

…

On the second day, there is not much difference from yesterday.

It's just that there are a lot more people around the dojo than before, probably because the monks came here yesterday with more monks.

Li Hanguang was happy to see it here, so naturally he wouldn't say much, and continued to preach.

On the same day, he finished his teaching with more than a hundred monks.

It directly caused nearly a thousand monks to break through at Aojian Immortal Gate, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Li Hanguang has gained a lot.

Although the number of emperor scriptures has not changed, the level of practice is much stronger than yesterday.

Basically the lowest has reached the realm of great success.

As for the number of other Dao Fa, it is ushering in a wave of skyrocketing.

The five-domain practice world has stretched for so many years, and the various Taoisms that have been passed down to the world are simply like stars.

Especially those major practitioners who have been famous for many years, who have not mastered three or five master skills, more than a dozen fine channels, and dozens of them have been slightly involved?

When so many Taoisms gradually converged in Li Hanguang's mind.

He has a deeper and deeper understanding of Dadao.

This profoundness gradually became apparent.

He walked among the white clouds, as if it had become a white cloud, walking in the stream, as if he would go away with the water in the following moment, set foot in the abyss of the mountain stream, more like a complete blend with the mountain color!

He seems to have gradually become a part of the world.

It seems that he has become heaven and earth.

In other words, this is the avenue itself.

At the same time, the small world in his body was rapidly taking shape during this time.

Not long ago, when he went to investigate inside, he actually found that there were already flowers, plants, trees, birds, fish and insects inside. All these changes were only silent, as if everything was a matter of course.

This made Li Hanguang more sure that the path he chose was not wrong.

…

Discussion on the third day as usual.

Li Hanguang opened the door and found that the entire sky above Hanhai Peak had long been covered with dense figures, and people were everywhere.

Even in the void, a figure with a huge aura can be seen sitting in it everywhere.

The brilliance of the heavens and the earth changes, and it seems that they can't bear these existences to appear together.

He knows that what is coming today is not just the power of the Holy Land of the Eastern Desolation.

The rest of the domains have all come.

In the past two days, he has made nearly a hundred experts in the sacred realm to make a breakthrough.

Many of them are people who have been deemed to have exhausted their potential, even their longevity, and are destined to have no hope for the future.

Five domains are big and big too.

The circle of top powerhouses has always been so small.

It's impossible to hide these things from them, and Li Hanguang didn't even think about it.

For him, the more powerful people come, the better!

Chu Xiaolian had returned, and was sitting in the courtyard at the moment, preparing to listen to the sermon with Ye Chengying and the others.

Ji Mingyue also came with him.

When they saw Li Hanguang opening the door, they greeted him one after another, with various joys on their faces.

Li Hanguang waved his hand and said, "I will discuss the Tao with you seniors first!"

Everyone nodded and stepped aside.

Squeak.

The courtyard door opened, the white clothes moved slightly, and a gust of wind appeared on the boulder.

Mountains and tsunamis resounded between the sky and the earth.

"Meet the son!"