Zhang Ruochen was sitting cross-legged in the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, with the nine heavens appearing above his head, and the sea of ??chaotic light beneath his feet.
The countless rules of the holy way in the body are rushing to the upper reaches of the ninth heaven, building the walls, pillars, and tops of the heavenly palace in order to condense the tenth heaven.
"Boom!"
The tenth level of the sky had only condensed less than a third, and then it collapsed.
"Is it true that there is only the Nine Heavens?"
All power fluctuations and magical sights were taken back into Zhang Ruochen's body.
Open your eyes and contemplate deeply.
Zhang Ruochen once heard Master Jie say that "Nine Heavens of Ming Emperor Sutra" and "Thirty-three Heavens" are the names outsiders call "Ming Emperor Sutra".
Since the "Ming Emperor Sutra" is not bound by the nine heavens, why can't the tenth heaven be condensed under the divine realm?
After many attempts, they all ended in failure.
"Wow!"
The Golden Burial White Tiger appeared next to him, hairless, like a white jade divine body, and said: "Since you can't break through and become a god, you now have only two ways to make yourself stronger."
"Which two types?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The Burial Gold White Tiger said: "The first option is to change lanes with me."
"The more regular divine patterns you have in your body, the stronger you will naturally be. As long as there are enough regular divine patterns, coupled with your use of the secrets of the sword, not to mention false gods, even weaker true gods can challenge them. One or two.¡±
Zhang Ruochen nodded, naturally understanding the power of the rules and divine patterns.
That is, the power of God.
"Speaking of mysteries, I haven't asked you yet, how many mysteries did you take from me in the Temple of Origin?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The Golden Burial White Tiger was also calm and said: "In the temple of origin, you, Bai Qing'er, and Ji Fanxin each get one-tenth of the origin mysteries. This is the limit that a single creature's body can store."
"Even a god can only master one-tenth of the original mysteries under normal circumstances. Unless the god establishes an origin temple and gathers the mysteries in the temple, he can master more of the original mysteries."
"The function of the temple is to gather the secrets."
"Actually, monks under the divine realm can only control one percent of the original secrets at most. Once it exceeds, the secrets will overflow and be lost to the world."
"They can do it because they are the controllers of the origin. Moreover, one has a special physique, and the other carries a rare treasure that can store the secret of the origin."
"You can do it because you have me."
"After giving you ninety-nine ten thousandths, I still have nine hundred and ten thousandths of the original meaning here."
Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. He never expected that he, Bai Qing'er, and Ji Fanxin would each take away so much of the original meaning.
Doesn¡¯t it mean that the three of them have the hope of becoming the original master gods in the future?
It should be noted that the number of mysteries is both "one" and infinite.
The number of shares of the secret is not ten thousand.
In fact, one in a hundred thousand, one in a million even one in a hundred million of the original secret can make the gods explode with extraordinary combat power.
Between heaven and earth, more than half of the origin mysteries are gathered in the origin temple.
Before the Origin Temple was born, there were only very few Origin Essences scattered in the universe. It takes tens of thousands of years for the gods who practice the original way to condense one billionth or one ten millionth of the original meaning.
They seem to be in the air, collecting tiny water vapor particles.
Zhang Ruochen, Bai Qing'er, and Ji Fanxin took a large amount of water directly from the sea.
The difficulty of the two cannot be compared.
If the news that the three of them had taken away three-tenths of the original secret was leaked, existences at the level of gods would probably take action against them.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Going to the abyss of darkness must be extremely dangerous. I must master one percent of the secret of the origin and become the messenger of the origin."
"good!"
Thirty-one ten thousandths of the original meaning of the Golden White Tiger was poured into Zhang Ruochen's body.
Sure enough, after the original meaning reached one percent, it seemed as if a qualitative change had occurred. Wisps of meaning rushed to the center of Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows and turned into a finger-sized point of light.
A spot of light is even brighter than a star.
Zhang Ruochen quickly sealed the original meaning to prevent the aura of power from bursting out.
You must know that once you master one percent of the secrets of a certain holy way and become a messenger, it is like turning into the heart of heaven and earth.??Can you resolve it? "
"Who are we to be best friends? I am definitely on your side. I have said all the good things about you to her. However, you know better than me who Queen Chi Yao is. She is willful and arrogant. , no feelings, how can we reason with her?" Xiao Hei said helplessly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Xiao Hei, how did you achieve the human form? Take off your cloak and let me see what you look like?"
Xiao Hei quickly retreated, and divine power burst out from his body, saying: "Don't come here! I am a god now, with a big name. If you call me Xiao Hei again, I will definitely be rude to you."
"Back off, back off, stay away. How can you, a monk in the Holy Realm, just take a look at my emperor's true appearance?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't take it seriously and said: "Isn't it just a quick glance, why are you so nervous? You are not a peerless beauty."
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