Chapter 42: All dharmas are unified and transformed—children)
"It's not enough, it's not enough. Although the four laws no longer conflict, they still exist independently in the end."
What Zhao Yu wants is to integrate the four methods into one, not just conflict with each other.
The scriptures deduced by consuming the origin of the world will never have any problems, that is, there is a problem with Zhao Yu's understanding.
Above Zhao Yu's head, the three-inch soul was shining brightly, with a serious expression, and three thousand mysterious Taoist talismans were flying around Zhao Yu, shining brightly.
"I still don't understand this Taoist sutra enough, there must be something I didn't pay attention to."
Zhao Yu was fully focused and immersed in these three thousand patterns.
As time passed, Zhao Yu's mind became completely calm, and he realized the true meaning of the Great Dao. His physical body and treasures were hidden, just like an ordinary body. The ten major caves in the void also fell silent and no longer swallowed the bright light.
One hour.
Two hours.
...
In the early morning, Zhao Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and countless small Taoist patterns reflected in his eyes, and a Tai Chi Bagua diagram unfolded from under him.
Zhao Yu formed seals with both hands and pinched Ziwu Jue. His divine power surged around him, and the ten deadly "craters" began to boil again, with a vast momentum.
"broken!"
Bang--
Bang--
Zhao Yu shouted angrily, and among the ten cave heavens, two cave heavens collapsed, turning into infinite divine light, flowing in the surrounding void, and finally pouring into Zhao Yu's eyes.
After about a cup of tea, Zhao Yu opened his eyes again, and the sun and moon were terrifyingly flowing. Two caves merged into his eyes, drawing the yin and yang energy from the void at all times.
The seal on Zhao Yu's hand changed again, and the eight-mouth cave sky behind him was boiling again, and the divine light flowed, about to melt.
"Dry—"
Zhao Yu was so famous that he was so proud that he pinched the dry seal with his hand. A cave behind him immediately melted, turning into a vast and clear air, rising and turning into the sky.
"Kun——" Zhao Yu's seal turned into Kun seal, and another mouthful of cave melted, turning into thick and turbid air, precipitating downwards, and aggregated into a large 6.
"shock--"
"Xun——"
"Kan——"
"Leave--"
"Gen——"
"Dui--"
The seals on Zhao Yu's hand changed repeatedly, forming a series of Bagua series of fines. The Bakou Cave Heaven also melted accordingly, turning into the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, water, volcanoes, mountains and lakes, relying on each other, condensed into the prototype of a world, with a size of thousands of miles inside.
Cracks were cracked in the void, and the four phases of energy were gushed out, blending into the prototype of this small world, and creation was derived.
In the center of the small world, Zhao Yu turned into a god, sat upright on the two ritual map, pinched the seal and broke into the power of the four phases and eight trigrams, and mediated the creation.
The Great 6 collision, the mountains and rivers are raising, the vast ocean, the clouds and rain are changing, the wind and thunder are howling...
"Tai Chi produces two yin and four yin and four yin and eight trigrams..."
The vast Taoist sound echoes in the small world, scattered and mysterious.
When everything in this small world reached a balance, Zhao Yu opened his eyes, and the small world around him disappeared, turning into a vast divine power, and returning to Zhao Yu himself.
"This is the Tai Chi Taoist Sutra. Tai Chi is one yuan, which produces two qualities and four phases, creating all things in nature." Zhao Yu murmured to himself, stood up and stood there.
In the surrounding void, the yin and yang energy condensed at all times, turning into divine light and lingering around Zhao Yu's body, and finally merged into Zhao Yu's body.
Zhao Yu stretched out his right hand, and his vast divine power surged in his palm. In the dazzling light, there seemed to be a world with mountains, rivers and rivers, wind, rain, thunder and thunder.
"I don't know how much force this palm will have." Zhao Yu sighed slightly, then dissipated the world of his palm and converged all the strange phenomena.
Now, Zhao Yu has integrated the laws of the perfect world, the laws of the sky, and the laws of the wild and wild classics into Taoist laws. Finally, based on the Dantian Shenque, a world has been opened up.
After Zhao Yu's cultivation level breaks through to the fourth level, he can inscribe the formation pattern of the Zhuxian Sword Formation in his body.
When the sword formation is perfected, Zhao Yu will be perfect and can overcome the Taoist tribulation, consolidate the Taoist foundation, and transform the soul at any time.
This is a very long process. The complexity of the immortal sword formations includes hundreds of millions of patterns. Even Zhao Yu's inscriptions that never sleeps will take ten years.
A divine light flashed in Zhao Yu's palm, and the void in front of him was immediately torn apart, connecting to the back mountain of the Xiao family.
In the back mountain of the Xiao family, Huang Ling was swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She saw a crack suddenly crack in the void in front of her, and then she saw his God Lord walking out of the void.
"Master God, have you broken through again?" Huang Ling's phoenix eyes showed an incredible look.
When she first met Zhao Yu, she could clearly feel that Zhao Yu's cultivation was lower than her, but her magical powers were far superior to her. Although it was because she was only five or six days old and her magical powers were not one in ten, it was enough to prove Zhao Yu's extraordinaryness.
The evening before yesterday, she felt that Zhao Yu's breath had broken through. When she saw Zhao Yu again, she could feel that the aura on Zhao Yu's body brought her oppression. This was incredible. In the same realm, there were only a handful of creatures that could make a phoenix feel the pressure.
Today, Zhao Yu was standing in front of her, but she could no longer feel Zhao Yu's breath.
Zhao Yu stretched out his claws and ravaged Huang Ling's feathers, and said, "How could he break through so quickly? He just reorganized what he had learned."
Huang Ling was a little silent, looked at Zhao Yu, and let his big hands rag on him, obviously suffering a blow.
"Okay, Xiao Fenghuang, don't you think about who I am?"
Seeing Huang Ling's depressed mood, Zhao Yu spoke to comfort her, but it seemed that there was no effect.
Huang Ling squirted a bit of fire in depression and rolled her eyes to Zhao Yu.
"I'll leave, I'll take you out to find snacks." Zhao Yu gently patted Huang Ling's head.
After saying that, Zhao Yu sent a message directly to Xiao Yan and asked Xiao Yan to come to the back mountain of the Xiao family.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Yan, who was churning with an orange-yellow fighting spirit on his body, appeared in front of Zhao Yu.
"Brother, I'm here." Xiao Yan looked a little excited.
"Have you told your father about what I took you out for training?" Zhao Yu asked.
Xiao Yan nodded quickly and said, "I've said it, I can tell you anytime."
Zhao Yu patted Huang Ling, lightly tapped his feet, jumped, and sat on Huang Ling's body.
"Come up." Zhao Yu said to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan looked at Huang Ling's unkind expression and hesitated a little.
After all, this is the group leader’s phoenix, so it’s not easy to offend.
Seeing this, Zhao Yu gently patted Huang Ling: "Little Phoenix, don't make trouble, bring Xiao Yanzi with you. This time I will take you out, I will find snacks for you."
Huang Ling nodded reluctantly: "That human, come up and don't move around."
Xiao Yan nodded quickly: "Don't move around, don't move around."
As he said that, Xiao Yan jumped and sat behind Zhao Yu.
"Let's go, little phoenix, fly southeastward. There is a college there with the strange fire we are looking for."
Chapter completed!