Chapter 587: Human race’s fire, passed down from generation to generation(2/2)
There is no longer the dazzling Milky Way, no more twinkling stars, only a vast and boundless chaotic void.
Lonely, cold, as indifferent as snow, desolate.
"Tie Tang...thank you, Master!"
at the same time.
In the Immortal Court, the underworld, the human world, and even the transcendent Palace of Gods, all the immortals and gods above the Overlord cultivation level, transcending the Supreme, felt a deep sadness.
It was as if a thick curtain had been lifted between heaven and earth, and infinite light emerged again.
Every immortal god with good cultivation felt melancholy at this moment, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his heart.
However, the general truth can only be perceived by those who have transcended the Supreme Being and relied on the acupoints to achieve transcendence.
"The avenue has changed!"
"The future has arrived!"
"That one is unstoppable."
Xuandu City.
In fact, not much time had passed since Tie Tang kept silent.
Many monks below the level of Immortal God are not even sure what happened. Even some Immortal Gods in the Immortal Realm and Hedao Realm can only vaguely sense it.
Huh~
Tie Tang opened his eyes, his dark eyes were like the sky and the earth opening for the first time, making Xuandu City light up.
Ge Yong, who was closest to him, immediately noticed the changes in him, and there was an indescribable artistic conception.
It was obvious that Tie Tang had never left, but only closed his eyes briefly to meditate. Less than an hour before and after, it gave Ge Yong a completely different feeling.
Thinking of the sadness and throbbing that just emerged in his heart, Ge Yong secretly nodded.
"Perhaps the person I am following can really bring me into contact with that realm."
There was a lot of commotion in Xuandu City due to the changes in the Qiao Point Avenue, but the next moment Tie Tang spoke, everything immediately calmed down.
"For now, I will spread the Dharma to the world, and those who hear my way will be blessed with good fortune!"
He sat upright in the void, holding the imperial seals with his hands, and chanted his own Dao scriptures. Seventy-two colors of round light appeared behind him, covering the entire Xuandu City, and a shadowy figure stood in it, like a god.
One sentence after another, the scriptures were transformed into golden characters and evolved into a golden river flowing in Xuandu City.
The river surges throughout the city.
The people bathing in the golden ocean will no longer find these exercises and scriptures obscure and difficult to understand, and various insights flood into their hearts.
Many people are so blessed that they immediately sit cross-legged on the spot, regardless of where they stand, and painstakingly transfer Qi and blood, and begin to build the divine sea of Dantian.
Just a few dozen breaths.
Tie Tang felt that there were dozens of looming figures on his own road, which meant that someone was about to set foot on his path.
"Sure enough, the only one who can stop orthodoxy is orthodoxy."
With the help of the Great Lord and Young Siming, Tie Tang can finally show off his skills and truly promote his own orthodoxy to the world.
From now on.
He is no longer the future.
It’s now!
Xuandu City has become a holy place for cultivation. Countless people have immersed themselves in the golden river and experienced the various enlightenments brought by the orthodox method.
A monk clasped his palms together and silently recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, today I have seen the True Tathagata. I must put aside my old shell and build a new body."
He was originally a Vajra who had attained the highest level of cultivation, comparable to an immortal god. At this moment, he did not hesitate to abandon his cultivation level and switch to Tie Tang's orthodox path.
The same scene not only happens among immortals and gods, but also among the witches and witches in the secret realm. Their cultivation level is even lower, and they don't even frown when they practice cultivation again.
On the contrary, if you are an immortal or above, even if you have endless insights flowing in your heart, you still have to think twice before acting.
On Qibao Mountain in Xuandu.
The many disciples from aristocratic families below Tietang felt the most at this moment.
They are the selected geniuses, all of them have extraordinary qualifications, and now they occupy the best location and get the most benefits.
There are more than 300 disciples of aristocratic families, no matter how high or low their cultivation level is, more than 100 of them have chosen to resume cultivation.
The remaining people either have difficulty understanding Tie Tang's method, or they haven't gained enough insights and are still waiting.
Wen Jueqian looked at the people around him enviously.
To be honest, he also wanted to resume cultivation, and he also wanted to practice Tie Tang's orthodox method, but he couldn't do it.
On the contrary, Wang Andao, Biqi and others were eager to give it a try, each talking more enthusiastically than the other.
not far away.
Many heads of aristocratic families, including Xie Zhuo, Wang Yucheng, and Feng Haoge, as well as other high-ranking officials, fell into a strange silence.
Everyone knows what to do.
But no one took the first step.
The deacon of the Yu family joked: "Brother Feng, didn't you say you wanted to switch to future orthodoxy? Why don't you see any action?"
"Feng's qualifications are dull and he doesn't have enough savings. Maybe... he has to wait until others create new methods!"
The new orthodoxy does not mean that one must practice the method pioneered by Tie Tang.
There will be people who will create new exercises based on the orthodoxy developed by Tie Tang.
And this matter...
Undoubtedly, Tie Tang was also very interested.
While he was teaching the Dharma, he was waiting for that peerless genius who might appear.
Whoever is the first to pioneer new methods on his own path will also benefit greatly.
Xuandu City...
Chapter completed!