Chapter 191 Ascending to Heaven
At this moment, the equipment on the earth that combines external technology with talisman and pattern creation also detected the sudden surge of Yuan Qi tide in a certain area of the sun's surface. However, due to technical problems, we can only detect the general outline of Yuan Qi's riot, but cannot know its cause.
Some people think of Zhao Yu and may have some guesses, but they are not sure.
Although Zhao Yu once said that he had been meditating outside the sun for more than a thousand years before, he heard nothing. With the limitations of a mortal, even if Zhao Yu had the status of an immortal, he would not dare or be unwilling to believe that he could survive near the sun. Just be skeptical and regard this energy tide in a certain area outside the sun as a normal energy change occurring in the sun itself.
And in that area that looked like a sunspot, Zhao Yu's round, shiny fetal egg was finally born.
Like a lotus womb, each petal opens, revealing a nine-inch-high primordial spirit in the center.
The world seems to be shaking, the Yuan Qi is rioting, the space is folding, and the ripple-like Yuan magnetism forms a violent wave, squeezing in from all directions, as if to crush the newborn Yuan Shen into powder!
The Yuan Shen remained motionless, his naked body exposed to the heaven and earth, and allowed to be washed away and tempered by all kinds of advantages and disadvantages, only the whole body shone brightly.
After waiting for a while, the soul changed, disappeared and appeared, and the number of ninety-nine finally stabilized.
However, he saw the Yuan Shen rising up, with one finger up and one finger down. His face was calm, and he opened his mouth and let out a clear scolding. The mighty and endless mist around his body turned into a happy cloud, holding up the Yuan Shen. Qingyun suddenly swelled up to the size of ten acres, and there were many wonderful things, as if there was an invisible big hand, smoothing out all the benefits and harms of the riots thousands of miles around.
The Yuan Shen stands in Qingyun. It seems small, but it seems infinite, it seems real, but it seems ethereal, and it seems to stand upright on the sky and the earth!
It emerges from its transformation, instantaneously smoothing out all the riots of interest and harm, and its glory shines endlessly in the blink of an eye. The light fell from the sky, and when Zhao Yu entered the door, he saw Zhao Yu's physical body's divine light rising sharply, his acupoints vibrating, Qi and blood flowing like the Yangtze River, making a loud sound, and his heart beating like a rumble of war drums, shaking the world!
With a long sigh, Zhao Yu stood up, the back of his head was filled with mist, and Qingyun was looming. But the whole body was invisible and traceless, with endless pressure, the universe was congested, and the heaven and earth were squeezing, clearly trying to repel him.
Zhao Yu gathered his divine light all over his body, leaving only a little sparkle in his eyes. He raised his head and looked into the void, and said with emotion: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I will leave on my own, no need to send him off."
Once the soul is complete, the universe cannot accommodate him. It's okay to control his Qi, but if he makes even the slightest move, it's clear that the universe will drive him out.
With a sigh, Zhao Yu folded his sleeves and collected the star furnace. This magic weapon was not used when he achieved Yuanshen. All interests and dangers are borne by the soul. If you can't bear it, you will use magic weapons. Since you can bear it, it's good to let the soul be tempered a little more.
When a monk practices spirituality, once his soul is perfected, he truly transcends the world and separates himself from the world. The universe is a huge world, and there is no room for existences like this to stir things up. For monks, even a small pond like the universe cannot bear the weight of spiritual practice.
He is leaving.
Standing in the starry sky, letting the sun's flames lick him, but not a single hair on him could be touched. As a monk in the realm of Yuanshen, his body is integrated with the heaven and earth. Within his body, he forms a self-contained structure and is protected by all kinds of wonderful ways.
He looked around with a sad expression. Walking up and down, heaven and earth change, and you are on the earth in an instant.
The red dust is rolling under your feet, and the vast sea of people is like clouds of smoke.
Zhao Yu sighed again and walked up to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum.
Zhao Yuluo stood outside the mausoleum and walked inside step by step. In his eyes, he could see a streak of human destiny extending from heaven to earth, a vast purple sky, forming a huge canopy, exuding gleaming brilliance.
As a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties and a descendant of the Xia Miao, Zhao Yu has an eternal connection with this place. The remains of the ancestors who founded the Zhuxia civilization are sleeping here, which is the source of the immortal spirit and endless incense of the Zhuxia civilization. It is the origin of humanity in Zhuxia.
Zhao Yu is about to leave, but his bloodline originating from Yanhuang cannot be wiped out no matter what.
If he wants to come and take a look, just take a look.
Step by step into the imperial mausoleum, the people around him seemed to be a world away from him. He walked through every palace, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, meticulously.
Finally, Zhao Yu returned to the main hall. He knelt down and held the star furnace in his hands.
"My ancestors are above. Now there is a younger generation of monks, Zhao Yu, who will be enthroned in the universe. I would like to leave a star furnace to control the luck of all Xia!"
A ray of purple energy fell, trapping the star furnace, slowly flying up, landing on the shrine, and suddenly turned into a stone tripod and integrated with the shrine. As soon as the light was withdrawn, it was already clumsy and mottled.
Zhao Yu bowed again, stood up and disappeared without a trace.
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In the starry sky, Zhao Yu stood with his hands behind his back.
He glanced back at the earth in the distance, and felt a trace of sadness in his heart, which he couldn't and didn't want to erase.
Leaving the Star Furnace in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum was not a sudden thought of Zhao Yu.
After leaving this time, I don’t know if I can come back or not. It’s just a blood connection. How to erase it? Monks practice and are sincere to themselves and their hearts. Since they are of Yanhuang bloodline, they will always be of Yanhuang bloodline. What about monks? Become an immortal, become a saint, and still be a descendant of Yan and Huang.
If there were no ancestors, where would Zhao Yu come from?
Although the Star Furnace is a treasure, it is no match for Zhao Yu's concern. Staying here is a matter of sincerity and sustenance.
Zhao Yu only needs the Star Furnace to suppress the incense of Yanhuang to ensure that it lasts forever!
It's all a matter of sincerity. In fact, the Zhuxia clan's luck has skyrocketed since they had a figure like Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu is immortal and has endless luck. This is the reward given to him by the mortal universe and also the compensation for expelling him.
However, fate and destiny only account for 70%. With the blessing of luck, the Zhuxia clan may not be able to go far. This vast universe is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Immortal Powers, but after all, there are many civilizations in it, some of which are extremely powerful and have more luck.
If they attack once and are defeated, the consequences can be imagined.
Leaving a magic weapon to suppress luck and to use it as a trump card was the last thing Zhao Yu could do for Zhu Xia.
He looked at the distant starry sky and knew in his heart that although the earth was remote and protected by a thick layer of nebulae outside the solar system, it would be discovered by an alien civilization sooner or later. This time is not long. What Zhao Yu did caused turbulence on the earth fundamentally in time and space. Although the earth is just a speck of dust in the universe, every ripple in time and space will have far-reaching impacts.
Without Zhao Yu, modern time and space would still have not changed history, and it would take tens of thousands of years for the solar system to be exposed. However, Zhao Yu's actions gradually affected the long river of time and space through the transmission of time and space.
He clearly felt a trace of oppression from the depths of the universe, and it was getting closer and closer.
A thousand years at most, only a thousand years.
"A thousand years is good, but it's too long. The earth has no rivals and is prone to self-destruction. It's too short, and it hasn't really developed yet, so it's caught off guard. One thousand years is just right."
He smiled slightly: "I'm leaving."
