Chapter 558: Transform Into All Things, Play the Role of All Living Things, and the War Begins

In the Kuijin Realm, Qi Yuan was wearing a black robe, his white hair fluttering, and his incarnation in the Qingshan Realm turned into nothingness.

"Sure enough... practicing well... how can it be faster than plundering?"

In just this move, more than tens of thousands of strange gods were killed, and more than tens of thousands of worlds in a large domain.

The improvement of massive experience is much faster than practicing slowly.

Shangguan Qingteng and Shangguan Qingmiao looked at Qi Yuan with horror, and the thousands of words in their hearts merged into silence.

Because they can't digest and understand this matter now.

Qi Yuan glanced at the two of them lightly, and asked casually: "Do you know what is in the Shenmu Abyss...?"

The blind girl in the Shenmu Abyss once gave him eight wooden tablets recording the refining methods.

The wooden tablets have long disappeared, and only the eight refining methods are still in his mind.

The eight refining methods are gold, wood, water, fire, earth, cloud, rain and thunder.

Shangguan Qingteng was surprised, and didn't expect Qi Yuan to ask these questions.

He frowned and thought seriously: "The Shenmu Abyss... is a void, without any living creatures. An extremely old ancestor god once said that the Shenmu Abyss... may be the beginning of the Shenmu Universe."

"The beginning of the universe?" Qi Yuan murmured, "Are there no living people in it?"

"No." Shangguan Qingteng said, "From ancient times to the present, many ancestor gods have entered the Shenmu Abyss to explore, but no living creatures have been found."

In the Shenmu Universe, the Shenmu Abyss exists in almost all worlds.

Just now, Qi Yuan transformed into thousands of bodies and entered almost all Shenmu Universes, but did not gain anything.

"If you want to know more about the Shenmu Abyss, you might as well come to Taixing Domain, where there is the original copy of "The Secret of Origin." Shangguan Qingteng said cautiously.

No matter how strange and weird Qi Yuan's appearance is.

He is also a person from the Shenmu Universe, and he just attacked the strange god, so he is worth winning over.

Originally, they thought that when Qi Yuan grew to the height of Yuan, he could be used as the seed of the light of the master.

Now... where is the seed?

"Tai Xing Yu?" Qi Yuan's eyes were deep, "I will go here, but not now... After I complete my transformation, I will go to Tai Xing Yu to see it and meet Sheng Nu by the way."

He waved his sleeves and disappeared again.

Shangguan Qingteng and Shangguan Qingmiao were left here, and they looked at each other.

"What happened here must be reported to Yuan as soon as possible!"

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"The so-called transformation is to experience all kinds of things in the world..."

In the unknown world, Qi Yuan was fishing alone in the desert.

The straight hook fell into the dust and was trapped for a hundred meters.

Qi Yuan fished quietly, his thoughts calm.

"For the white-haired Qi Yuan, transformation is to break through the realm of the ancestor god.

For me... transformation is a means to comprehend the rules of the world."

All things in the world run in an orderly manner, hiding the truth of the Tao.

To practice Taoism, you need to have a degree of tension and relaxation, tightening and loosening.

The so-called tightness is to kill the ghosts and increase experience.

The so-called looseness is to comprehend the rules of the Tao and know all things.

"So... why am I fishing in the gravel?"

"What can I catch?"

"I can catch... a small grain of sand."

Suddenly, the fishing line in Qi Yuan's hand shook.

I saw a grain of sand being lifted up.

This grain of sand was ordinary, no different from other grains of sand.

Qi Yuan saw this grain of sand and stretched out his hand.

"Finally found you, or... me."

Since becoming the master of the world, he no longer needs to play.

He just needs to find it back.

Find himself.

The so-called self is what Qi Yuan invested with his own blood when the game collapsed.

His blood also merged into the Shenmu universe and became a member of all things.

This grain of sand is also one of them.

When the sand touched Qi Yuan's arm, it disappeared.

Qi Yuan's eyes were calm, and a glance lasted for a thousand years.

The life and memory of the sand flowed in his mind.

It was once hidden deep in the muddy seabed, dark and dark. It had seen a fish grow legs and climb onto the mainland; it had also seen a jade-white finger bone fall into the depths of the seabed.

Countless cultivators fought to find this finger bone.

Later, the sea dried up, the water dried up and the rocks crumbled.

This place became a desert.

"Is this the life of sand, or... my life?"

"Now..."

Qi Yuan looked up, his eyes deep and distant: "It's time for the battle flag."

His figure flashed and appeared in the gap between the worlds.

The void was full of turbulence and extremely dangerous. Ordinary people could not survive even for a breath.

Qi Yuan grabbed a corner of the torn cloth.

[The broken battle flag of Hongxing Domain. During the three thousand years, the war in Taixing Domain was tense. Hongxing Domain sent a large army to support and hold the Hongxing flag.

The war lasted for thirty-six years. The Hongxing army was surrounded in an isolated city. After seven years of defending the city, the battle flag fell. 】

The fragment in his hand is the battle flag of Hongxingyu, and also a part of Qi Yuan.

With a huge amount of memory instilled, Qi Yuan's eyes are deep.

He seems to see the joy of an old man forging a battle flag, and the weaver with blurred eyes who is still embroidering under the withered lamp.

The battle flag flutters in the wind, and the army drinks farewell wine and rushes to the front line.

In the end, the blood-stained battle flag, the standing battle flag was finally cut off and torn into pieces.

"This is the battle flag, and that is me."

Qi Yuan seemed to have transformed into a battle flag, witnessed history, and quietly observed this world from the perspective of a bystander.

"Who else am I?"

Qi Yuan was surprised.

He once shed his blood on a sacred tree and took on thousands of incarnations.

There is so much of him that needs to be found... too much.

As time goes by, Qi Yuan's figure disappears, becoming mysterious and unpredictable.

Many people tried to find him but could not find him.

Only some pedestrians, or in the market, seemed to have seen a man with white hair, his eyes were empty and unfocused, and he was muttering something.

…

Taixingyu.

In the majestic palace.

Yuan Duan was sitting in the main seat, wearing a broken robe and armor, and the armor was stained with blood.

This trace of blood cannot be washed away and corrodes the armor all the time.

In the main hall, almost all the powerful people in the Taixing Domain gathered.

At this time, their expressions were quite solemn.

At this time, a bearded man said angrily: "Hundreds of years ago, we only had half a rare treasure of light. Yuandu dared to go to Xuhai alone to stop the black temple. Why, today there are seven rare treasures of light, and we still dare not attack it." "

This time, Heitian and Heihe once again joined forces with Xuhai.

The soldiers in formation were much stronger than last time.

In today's Taixing Territory, there are many different voices regarding how to deal with the black sky and black earth.

"Perhaps... Hei Tian Hei is just a test. If we gather all our strength to go there and a war breaks out rashly, the ten thousand years of fragile balance may be shattered in an instant." The white-browed old man's voice was hoarse.

"What a fragile balance, we are just trying to survive. Is it possible that we still expect Krishna to be kind?" the grumpy bearded man said angrily.

"The seeds of Guangming Qibao have not fully grown yet, and I just want to give them a little more time to grow." The white-browed old man said lonely.

"Whether we fight or not does not actually depend on us." A woman in Confucian robes said, "Every time Heitianheihe invades, we may... be destroyed. No matter whether we resist or compliment, we can't change the outcome.

The reason why Black Sky and Black World did not destroy Shenmu Universe now is just because... it has not reached the limit yet. "

A woman in Confucian robes acts as a riddler.

But everyone present could understand it.

When Black Sky and Black World first invaded, Lord Yaoguang drew a line in the Shenmu Universe across the endless void of the endless universe.

At first, the people in Renqihui didn’t know what that line meant.

Later, they slowly understood that that line was also called the timeline.

The timeline is constantly shortening and collapsing.

When the timeline completely disappears and becomes one point, the Shenmu Universe will be completely destroyed.

The distance line disappeared, leaving less than a hundred thousand years.

For an individual, one hundred thousand years is a long time, but for the universe, one hundred thousand years is fleeting.

"So the outcome of this battle will not affect the outcome... So I think... it's better not to stop him and die for no reason. It's better to accumulate strength and wait for the final battle to show off his glory." The white-browed old man said.

"Take one step back today, ten steps back tomorrow, the final battle...do you have to take ten thousand steps back?" said the grumpy bearded man.

Everyone on the field was silent.

Krishna is too mysterious, too powerful, and makes people despair.

At this time, Yuan, who was sitting in the main seat, said, "Which six people will go with me this time to Xu Hai?"

He made the final decision.

After hearing Yuan's words, the rest of the people said nothing more even if they felt unwilling to do so.

The majesty of Yuan, the person in charge, was as deep as the sea, and no one could veto his decision.

He has paid so much for Shenmu Universe.

"Count me in." At this time, a tall man said, "My Celestial Clan has no light treasures, and was swallowed up by the black sky. It survived to the Shenmu Universe. This time, I will hold the light treasures to fight against the black sky. "

The tall man had a look of determination in his eyes.

He was originally from the Heavenly Clan.

The former Celestial Clan also encountered the invasion of Black Sky and Black World.

The Human King of the Heavenly Clan is a powerful person at the realm lord level, and may even transcend to a higher realm.

The King of Humans wants to forge a magical treasure of light to fight against Black Sky.

It's a pity that it failed in the end, and the bright treasure was never forged.

The Celestial Clan is destroyed.

The civilization of the Celestial Clan was cut off as a result, and only a few people escaped.

Part of it came to the Shenmu Universe.

The weapon refining method of Shenmu Universe comes from the people of the Celestial Clan.

"Who else?" Yuan asked again, agreeing to this person from the Celestial Clan.

"I have stepped into the second level of the Ancestral God, so that's okay." Shengnu said, her expression as cold as the moon.

She is the seed of the leader Qi Guangming.

"Yes." Yuan nodded and glanced at the others, "Are there any more?"

The others were silent.

They often feel that they are not strong enough and are afraid that they will pollute the Guangming Qibao.

The entire Shenmu Universe has forged seven rare treasures of light, but no seven strong men can be found who can control the rare treasures of light.

"Well, if Qi Yuan is here, I'm afraid he is the most qualified to take charge of Qi Guangming." Shangguan Qingmiao said.

Hundreds of years ago, when he saw Qi Yuan, he once regarded him as a heavenly being.

After all, Qi Yuan turned out to be the Realm Lord.

The realm of the Realm Lord has reached a level that is unpredictable and difficult to understand.

When Sheng Nu heard this, her expression changed slightly: "I'm afraid, he alone can control two or even three bright treasures."

"It's a pity that this gentleman's whereabouts are uncertain and there is no way to find him." The white-browed old man sighed.

Over the years, Taixingyu has been trying to find Qi Yuan.

However, it was nowhere to be found.

He seemed to have disappeared.

Yuan glanced at everyone, his voice neither sad nor happy: "There are still five days left, select the remaining four people and let the meeting adjourn."

Yuan's figure disappeared.

The rest of the people left in twos and threes.

The huge palace became empty and calm.

About half an hour later, a group of three people lowered their heads and entered the hall.

The three people all held brooms, and the leader was an old man with white hair and beard.

After entering the hall, they did not look around, but started to clean.

The so-called cleaning is naturally not to clean the dust, but to clean the breath of strange spirits.

These ancestral gods have been fighting on the front line for many years, and they are often stained with the breath of strange spirits.

They stay here, gather together, and the breath of strange spirits remains. If they are not cleaned for a long time, strange gods may be born here.

The three people cleaned quietly without saying a word.

The palace is very large, and it takes a lot of time to clean it.

The old man wiped a table clean, his eyes fell on a thin back, and his eyes frowned slightly: "Hey, Xiao Qi, why are you sitting here without cleaning?"

I saw a handsome man named Xiao Qi sitting in the position of Yang Shen, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"Alas, I don't know if I will have the chance to meet these Yangshen Lords. I have many questions in my heart that I want to ask them." The handsome man named Xiao Qi looked confused.

"Those big figures, can we ask questions at will?" The old man laughed, thinking that Xiao Qi was whimsical.

This Xiao Qi was an orphan of a frontline soldier, and he had always been with him.

"And your questions are really weird!" The old man said when he thought of something.

"What's weird, I just want to ask them what is a mountain, what is a shoe, and what is a bug." Xiao Qi said casually, his eyes were a little scattered and confused.

"Dad is right, your question is too weird." The remaining man said with a smile on his face, "What's the use of asking these questions? It's better to ask how to become a god."

Xiao Qi shook his head: "Life is difficult, there are too many unknowns, it's too difficult, too difficult."

"You go and write a book "One Hundred Thousand Whys." The old man said.

This world also has the allusion of "One Hundred Thousand Whys".

"Xiao Qi, what's the point of thinking about these things? You might as well make more money and buy wine for dad." The man said.

"What is wine?" Xiao Qi was slightly stunned. "Aren't there a lot of wine here?"

As he said that, he grabbed the wine pot and shook it, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Which stingy person took all the wine away!"

"You are so bold!" The old man was relieved when he saw that there was no wine.

This is the wine that the ancestors drink. Even if there is a surplus, it is not something they can touch.

Since half of the pot of wine was taken away by other masters, Xiao Qi would not make a mistake.

"Don't think about it, make money to buy wine for dad!" said another tall man.

"This is not a fantasy, I just want to figure out what these are?" Xiao Qi muttered to himself, "If I figure it out, maybe I can make wine for dad every day."

"Okay, dad is waiting for this day." The old man said happily.