Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

The sound of rumbling Taoism surrounds the square, just like the clouds that linger on the top of the peak all the year round.

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

A burst of extremely strong breath broke through the net and headed towards a higher place in the sky.

Rumble!

There were bursts of thunder and clouds of robbery.

There is a strong man who broke the border and crossed the catastrophe!

This scene fell in the sight of countless lines of sight between the sky and the earth, and there were exclamations all over the mountains and plains.

Rumors are different from what we saw with our own eyes.

No matter how bizarre the stories you hear, they are not as shocking as the facts that are right in front of you.

How many words did Mr. Li say to that Holy Land powerhouse?

To let him succeed in epiphany and break through the situation on the spot?

It is said that the gap between every kalpa for the strong in the holy realm is the distance between heaven and earth, and one needs to comprehend the deep and pure Dao, and understand the true meaning of life and death.

But these seem to become easy in front of Mr. Li.

It turns out that the rumors are true!

...

Li Hanguang glanced over and looked directly at the next Holy Land powerhouse.

Dao Yin sounded again.

The arena became extremely quiet again.

Hundreds of ancestor-level powerhouses who have been famous for many years all restrained their minds at this moment, sat upright, and did not want to miss a word.

The Tao that Mr. Li is preaching at this moment seems to have little to do with their practice.

But the road leads to the same goal by different routes, and there are always similarities.

They naturally don't want to let it go.

...

Western Desert.

Dahuangling.

A huge enchantment covers a radius of one hundred thousand miles in all directions.

The peace outside the barrier is as usual.

Inside, however, an extremely tragic fight was erupting.

To be precise, massacre!

The sky and the earth are full of fleeing figures. Those guys look like humans, but they have a pair of wings and their bodies are full of light.

They fled in all directions, trailing long tails of light behind them.

Looking carefully, only to find that the rays of light poured out from their wounds.

It turned out to be blood!

An old man stood high in the void.

Dressed in a gray robe, with white hair, he looked like a mortal at first glance.

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

Standing behind him was an old monk, with white eyebrows and white beard, and said with a humble expression: "Senior, the second-generation and third-generation gods and demons on the periphery have almost been dealt with!"

The old man hummed lightly.

The old monk became more and more respectful: "This light god has recovered the best, and now he has the strength of quasi-celestial realm. Do we need to call together the strong people in the temple to suppress it together?"

The old man said: "No need!"

After the words fell, he took a step forward, and the void trembled violently, engulfing his figure.

Violent fluctuations came from the depths of the earth.

An extremely bright brilliance soared into the sky from countless tiny cracks.

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

A piercing roar sounded in the turmoil.

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

After a while, all movement disappeared.

The dust all over the sky turns into quiet dust, dancing with the wind.

Those rays melt into the sunlight.

One of them stayed in the sky.

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

The shape of the box is simple and simple, and the lines carved on the surface are obviously not only for decoration, but also contain some powerful way of sealing.

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

The old man put away the box and said, "The master needs it to live a little longer!"

The old monk stopped talking immediately.

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

Then there was a buzz.

All the fleeing figures turned into fiery radiance and disappeared in the wind.

The enchantment scattered.

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

...

Hanhai Peak is like a fairyland.

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

Rather, the sky and the earth are filled with the rays of light full of Dao rhyme, closely intertwined, and everywhere. Even a person with the most ordinary talent can feel the clearer truth of the Dao when sitting here, so that the cultivation base will advance by leaps and bounds. .

Part of those dao rhymes came from the tree that reaches the sky behind Li Hanguang.

The other part comes from the blessings descended from the heavens and the earth after many saintly powerhouses successfully crossed the catastrophe on the spot.

There are more and more figures around.

The door of the small courtyard was ajar, Ye Chengying, Jiang Shengxie and others were sitting in the courtyard, feeling the ubiquitous Dao rhymes, closing their eyes and meditating.

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

In the clouds and mist among the cliffs, Fairy Baiyue, Sword Saint Vermillion, and elders from other peaks of Aojian Immortal Sect and the elders of the Supreme Being are hidden in it.

Many caves have been opened under the cliff.

There are also many disciples there.

Going out from Hanhai Peak, the temporarily moved peaks were already full of people, all of them were practitioners from the major cultivation sects of the Eastern Desolation, but at the moment it was extremely quiet, like densely packed stone sculptures.

They listened to the Dao voice from afar very carefully, unwilling to miss even a single word.

A sermon, from the rising of the sun to the setting of the stars.

The Dao voice surrounding everyone suddenly stopped.

Shouts sounded all over the mountains and plains at the same time.

Everyone had an annoyed look on their faces, as if they had been awakened from the best dream in the world, and their eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Li Hanguang glanced at everyone calmly: "This is the end of today's discussion, please come back tomorrow!"

Hearing this, no matter if it was a monk from an ordinary sect or an ancestor who was not born in the Holy Land, they all stood up with expressions of respect, and bowed to the white clothes under the tree of reaching heaven: "Thank you very much! The grace of preaching, son, respectfully send you off!"

Li Hanguang nodded lightly, turned around and disappeared.

Everyone maintained etiquette for a long time, and it took a while to straighten up.

Several of the oldest practitioners looked at each other, looking in the direction where Li Hanguang left, eyes full of uncontrollable excitement and surprise.

"In my whole life, I have met countless enemies of Tianjiao. Although I have been defeated, I have never had anyone to convince me... I never thought that at this time when my lifespan was about to expire, I would meet someone like Mr. Li. Heaven has eyes!"

"Brother Bai's words are very true. It is really a blessing from my previous life to be preached by Mr. Li face to face!"

"It's really unimaginable, at such a young age, how did Mr. Li manage to keep all the classics and dao treasures in the world like a treasure?"

"That's right! Those who are here today, including the entire Eighteen Holy Lands of the Eastern Desolation, all the powerhouses of the cultivation forces... the variety of exercises they practice is unimaginable, but Mr. Li can always know the details with just a glance. , It's amazing!"

"That's right, just like Taoist Aoki of the Misty Holy Land, what he cultivated is not the cultivation method of the Misty Holy Land's own sect, but the inheritance of the ancient great sage obtained from a secret place, which has long been lost. Instruct him to practice, so as to break the situation on the spot!"

"There is also the ancient Taoist in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning. The five declines of heaven and man have come, and the potential has been exhausted. Mr. Li only used three sentences in the Dao Zang to activate the potential in the depths of his soul, and continue the path... so The means, how can you be so unpredictable?"

"..."

In the dojo, in the mountains, under the cliffs...

There are discussions everywhere.

Those dignified and even supreme powers in the practice world, sitting in twos and threes in a group like ordinary villagers in a mortal village at the moment, talked excitedly about what they saw today.

They have practiced all their lives, seen many life and death, and experienced a long time, what things have they not seen, what storms and waves have they not been through?

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

But what happened in front of their eyes today is really unbelievable.

...

Li Hanguang returned to the house, 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 Li Hanguang's harvest today.

His thoughts moved slightly.

With a buzzing sound, all the light clusters exploded at the same time, and dense information appeared in his mind.

He didn't even know how many people were listening to his sermon today.

This vast amount of information can even stun a powerful cultivator in an instant.

Li Hanguang's spirit has already surpassed this realm, but it will take a longer time than before to fully digest these things.

Fortunately, he was not particularly anxious.

Overnight.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning came in through the window.

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

This Dao tree was several times bigger than yesterday, and it was full of densely packed fruits, some of which were only the size of a fingernail, and some were as big as a fist.

The largest one has twenty-four in total.

Respectively represent the firewood scriptures practiced by Li Hanguang, the inheritance of the great emperor, and the eighteen emperor scriptures.

Yes, after yesterday, Li Hanguang has successfully collected all the imperial scriptures in the Eighteen Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland.

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

But it was already an extraordinary thing.

In addition, Li Hanguang was not optimistic about it at first, and those cultivation methods below the Emperor's Classic also brought Li Hanguang a lot of surprises.

The essence of Wanhua Dao Jing is to simulate enough Taoism and supernatural powers to reverse the true meaning of the Dao and find the true Dao Supreme Dharma!

So as to achieve the realm of the unity of all dharmas.

Especially after Li Hanguang used omniscient insight to improve Wanhua Dao Jing, his ability in this area became more and more outstanding.

Although the Emperor's Classics are all-encompassing, it is a Daozang covering an extremely wide range.

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

Those ordinary exercises and supernatural powers are not at the same level as the imperial scriptures in terms of power, but if they are only used to check for omissions and fill in gaps, they are very useful.

There is only one reason - large quantity!

After this night of fusion, Li Hanguang's greatest achievement is by no means as simple as mastering the eighteen imperial scriptures.

He already has his own understanding of the word Dao.

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

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 understand the true meaning of a Taoism in a way or angle that others cannot understand.

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

...

The second day's discussion was not much different from yesterday's.

It's just that there are many more people around the dojo than before, probably because the monks brought more monks here yesterday.

Li Hanguang was happy to see this, so naturally he didn't say much, and continued to preach.

On this day, he finished preaching the Taoism with more than a hundred monks.

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

Li Hanguang also gained a lot.

Although the number of imperial scriptures remains unchanged, the level of practice is much stronger than yesterday.

Basically the lowest has reached the state of great success.

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

The practice world of the Five Realms has lasted for so many years, and the various Taoisms that have been handed down in the world are as numerous as stars.

Especially for those great practitioners who have been famous for many years, who hasn't mastered three or five special skills, more than a dozen proficient ways of passage, or a little dabble in dozens of them?

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

His understanding of Dao is getting deeper and deeper.

This depth is gradually revealed.

He walked among the white clouds, as if he had really become a white cloud, and walked in the stream, as if he would go away with the current in the next moment, and stepped into the abyss of the mountain stream, it was more like he was completely integrated with the mountain scenery!

He seemed to gradually become a part of heaven and earth.

It seems that he has become heaven and earth.

Or maybe it's the avenue itself.

At the same time, the small world in his body also took shape rapidly during this period of time.

Not long ago, when he went inside to investigate, he found that there were already flowers, trees, birds, fish and insects inside. All these changes were only silent, as if everything happened naturally.

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

...

On the third day, talk as usual.

Li Hanguang opened the door and found that the entire Hanhai Peak was already covered by dense figures, and there were people everywhere.

Even in the void, figures with huge auras can be seen sitting in it everywhere.

The brilliance of the heavens and the earth is changing, and it seems unbearable for these existences to appear together.

He knew that it was not only Donghuang's holy land power that came today.

The rest of the domains have all come.

In the past two days, he has single-handedly facilitated the breakthrough of the holy realm powerhouse to nearly a hundred.

Many of them are people who are considered to have exhausted their potential, or even reached the end of their lifespan, and are doomed to have no hope for their future.

The five domains are big and big.

The circle of top powerhouses has always been so small.

It is impossible to hide these things from them, and Li Hanguang never thought of hiding them.

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

Chu Xiaolian has returned, and is sitting in the courtyard, preparing to listen to the sermon with Ye Chengying and the others.

Ji Mingyue also came with her.

When they saw Li Hanguang push the door out, they all came up to greet him, with all kinds of joy on their faces.

Li Hanguang waved his hands 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 appeared on the boulder with a gust of wind.

There was a roar of mountains and tsunami between heaven and earth.

"Meet the young master!"