Chapter 10: Build my temple and observe the gods of life

[This month's mission is completed ~ It's so easy ~]

The ancient secret realm is as calm as billions of years, but today it changes because of one person.

Lu Zhao sat cross-legged on the black soil, silently looking forward to, "The Blessed Dojo, the important place of the gods! It's really exciting."

Eight ancient gates behind him have always existed since Lu Zhao entered this secret realm. At this moment, he infiltrated his mind with a traitor, and a message poured into his mind. It was an ancient article about building a temple.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, silently reciting the ancient text, the eight ancient gates behind Lu Zhao instantly turned from virtual to solid, and smashed heavily on the black soil under his feet.

A tsunami-like sound was heard, and countless hexagrams rushed from behind Lu Zhao, like eight mountains of Tai fell, and all luck was suppressed in the black soil under Lu Zhao's feet.

A "sir" sound of electric current passed through, and the black soil under Lu Zhao's feet seemed to have been consecrated by Lu Zhao with a secret method. The black shell was cracked in an instant, and rainbow lights emerged from the cracks, like an aurora, in a belt-shaped, arc-shaped, radial or curtain-shaped.

If you look down from an infinite height, you will find that the cracks on the black soil are exactly the same as those on Lu Zhao's forehead.

The eight gates flow and pull the aurora, and waves of ripples rippled out of the semicircular shield, presenting circular ripples.

For Lu Zhao's divine consciousness, the extremely strong shield, these circular ripples can easily pass through.

Pull through the clouds and mist and see the blue sky!

In a moment, three hundred miles away from the black soil shield under Lu Zhao's feet, flowers and rainbows hang upside down, and the fog in the sky began to dissipate.

It took a quarter of an hour to spread, and the distant place suddenly changed, and buildings, pavilions, floating like fairylands, floating above the white clouds, and colorful rays of light spread out from those pavilions.

Each loft is a long distance away.

"Hey, there is actually a new god opening the Fudi Temple! What kind of cultivation is this new god? How could it cause such a scene?"

"What do you know? This is not the inheritance of the old god's blessing temple, but the need to open it up by yourself. Otherwise, how could this kind of scene be there? This means that the new god can cultivate his own divinity to the great perfection!" Other people said.

"What? This kid has such high potential? It's impossible. He must have inherited a blessed land from some secret realm."

"Are you idiot? Look at the color of the land under the feet of this new god, black. Do you know what this means? Only the new god who enters the secret realm of the gods with his own strength can descend on the black soil."

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The dense figures of human beings walked out of the attic. Through the perspective of the temple, Lu Zhao could sense the merits of these figures, and generally only had the second level of the Earth God.

The loft can be understood as a landmark building of the dojo.

These attics are so wide that they can hardly see the edge at a glance. At the same time, Lu Zhao felt a strong aura from these attics. Whether it was for politeness or for some other reasons, Lu Zhao did not forcefully explore it.

Building a local temple for benefit is a fortune, but it is also a disaster.

There is a name for this disaster: the eight changes in the void, eight steps to concentrate the mind.

The moment you build a good temple, you will immediately touch the huge fragments of the law between the world. This is the first change. If you can survive, you will naturally reach the sky in one step. If you cannot survive this wave of impact, the Taoist movement will completely collapse.

If it is outside, this level may be very simple, but at this point where every breath will contain fragments of the law, this level becomes a bit terrifying.

You can clearly see the strong wind carrying the debris of the Breath. It is like a huge black wall of hundreds of meters in this vast world, approaching rapidly from the horizon with a scattering force. The reflection, scattering, obstruction and other effects of suspended particles in the Breath Storm on the rainbow light, showing a rotating air mass with yellow upper, red lower middle and black lower lower edge. Wherever you go, it covers the sky and the earth.

After the storm forward, the sky was turbid and the air was filled with suffocating dust.

He sighed softly, stood in the Dunjia Dojo, standing in front of the Eight Gate, staring at the storm not far away that he wanted to swallow himself.

The only thing that is thankful is that these eight steps are not a series of disasters. There is a buffer period between the two disasters. Only when the god's Taoist practice reaches a certain critical point will the next change come.

Standing deep in the eight gates, his expression was calm, and he stepped forward. His figure flashed and left the black soil, appeared five hundred meters above the black soil, and stepped on an invisible pillar in the center of the eight gates.

"When water does not flood, fire does not melt fire, I am the emperor of the destiny. How could it be swallowed up and assimilated by a mere storm?" His words were peaceful, but they were quite amazing. They could be clearly heard within a radius of three thousand miles, and I don't know how many miles it had spread.

That's all, but it was shocked by all parties.

Everyone can tell the truth, but it is difficult to do it.

The new god, a mysterious and powerful young man, understands the divine seal with his own way, and no one knows its origin.

The framework of Dunjia Blessing Land has been set up, and from then on, he will need to gather his willpower day and night, especially the divine power of life and the earth vein. Only in this way can he be considered to build a real blessing land.

An ordinary blessed land requires first of all the recognition of believers and their will. Only in this way can one be qualified to become a blessed land.

But the blessed land built by Lu Zhao was a little different. The reason why he was able to build the blessed temple outside the territory was because he had the nine incense and dream city to assist in absorbing faith; the other was because the blessed temple he built was born in accordance with his own way. In other words, even if people in the world do not believe in him, as long as he still believes in himself, the temple will not collapse.

Of course, a perfect Fudi Temple cannot be built in one or two days. Lu Zhao is now exerting his divine power to build a general framework backbone.

In this way, the blessed land can be considered to be formed. However, there will be some shortcomings in the collection of fragments of the law.

However, this is the long-term water-melting skill in the future. Now the temple is engraved with the seal attributes of Lu Zhao, and the fragments of the law will naturally slowly gather.

The power of fate is nothing, but after the temple was established, Lu Zhao was able to transform him into reality.

Through the interweaving of hexagrams and lines, Lu Zhao's divine nature flashed, and it seemed that he could truly see the fateful trajectory of all things in the world.

Every word is written by the destiny scriptures that I have read, and countless destiny truths come one after another.

At this moment, Lu Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and the divine nature squeezed out a stinking black mist from his soul.

I used to hear that this kind of fishy smell existed in the body, but I didn’t expect that there was also in the soul.

At this time, a bright light flashed in Lu Zhao's eyes. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled it.

It is obviously not calm when you realize the divine nature. It contains countless dangers. This time, Lu Zhao completely understood.

If he hadn't met the Taixu God Lord and Wu Ji one after another, I'm afraid Lu Zhao would be schizophrenia now.

As early as when Lu Zhao embarked on the path of divineness, his heart was not truly down-to-earth and he wanted to gain strong strength. Although his original intention was good, how could the real path of cultivation be just to be fast?

"It seems that you work diligently to accumulate strength bit by bit, rather than relying on various adventures and leaping skills to advance in a jumping manner. Is this the right way to practice?"

Although Lu Zhao had not advanced to Tianzhi at this time, his understanding of divinity was more than before. He believed that he was not far from Tianzhi's position.

It can be said that at this moment, as long as Lu Zhao is willing, he can concentrate immediately.

However, it was obviously not the time to concentrate. Lu Zhao suppressed the impulse to concentrate in his heart and accelerated the speed of deducing the "Liujia Heavenly Book".

Every minute and every second of the understanding of fate is real.

At this moment, Lu Zhao truly realized the benefits of step by step. Although he did not obtain any secret treasures after entering this space, he only deepened his understanding of the classics stored in his mind under the influence of a mysterious force.

But this kind of understanding gives him a feeling of "reality", which is real, different from the "virtuality" when he was promoted to the god position before.

To comprehend the fate of others, one needs to put one's own divine thoughts in those fragments. If one is not careful, he will be assimilated by the protagonist in the fragment and become a hidden danger.

To take shortcuts, you need to make efforts.

Every time Lu Zhao comprehends the rules contained in a fragment, he will add a small stroke to his own patterns.

He was immersed in his divine nature and constantly realized the fragments of his fresh breath. As his understanding deepened, he slowly integrated some fragments of fate. Originally, two or three or four fragments of the free law of fate seemed to be sucked and withdrawn around Lu Zhao by some mysterious force.

The green light and red clouds wrapped him in like a ball of light.

A clear sound came from the thick light liquid, "The Dao is very ordinary, and you don't have any strange thoughts. As long as your heart is sincere, what's the matter..."

This was obviously Lu Zhao mastered the essence of cultivation. Before he finished speaking, the mass of light seemed to dim a lot and gradually became thinner. From the original invisible object, the scene inside gradually revealed.

Lu Zhao's eyes opened slightly, and a divine light was in his eyes.

As time goes by, he gradually forgot time, danger, and everything. His whole body and mind are immersed in the ocean of fate. The infinite fragments of life breath in the divine nature keep flashing the glory of fate, like stars in the sky.

Lu Zhao turned his understanding of numerology into thin lines to connect these stars (life breaths). Gradually, most of the stars (life breaths) were condensed together, like a slowly spreading fishing net.

Lu Zhao was still cautious when collecting these fragments of life breath to condense his divine nature. After all, this was inexperienced.

Gradually, a strange aura emanated from Lu Zhao's body, and all the pedestrians who were approaching him were pushed away by an invisible pressure. The person who was pushed away naturally looked at Lu Zhao with astonishment.

Of course, they could not notice the changes inside Lu Zhao's forehead. The will crystal actually began to rotate slowly, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

All this can't be seen in the eyes of mortals, because they only see life that they can understand, but they can't see the hands hidden behind fate. But in Lu Zhao's eyes, it is as obvious as a torch.

Lu Zhao stared at the countless streams that broke out in the void. His brain was running at high speed, and countless insights about rules kept flowing through his mind. He quickly merged into the divinity, and the blue and white divinity that was dancing like thin silk began to grow slowly.

Lu Zhao gradually forgot time and some. Colorful lights kept flowing in his eyes. His eyes became deeper and deeper. In the end, the pupils that were originally as light as black holes slowly disappeared and gradually turned into light green broken dots. These light green dots were densely packed, as if they were slowly rotating according to a certain trajectory, as if there was a sky net hidden inside.

An extremely terrifying and majestic aura emanated from Lu Zhao's body.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lu Zhao slowly came back to his senses from his state of enlightenment.

Carefully collect the fragments of life breath that appear under the fluctuations of the numerology lines, and try to condense the divinity.

Finally, the method of carving the main divine seal is very simple. You only need to use the method to condense your natal will into the corresponding divine seal.

It is worth mentioning that the gods who created their own shrines, such as Lu Zhao, have their own patterns decided by the gods themselves.

The infinite fragments of life breath in the void gathered towards Lu Zhao from all directions and were quickly understood by his will. Of course, the speed of this understanding was very slow.

But no matter what, as the fate information is absorbed, the crystal continues to expand and contract, as if it cannot withstand such huge energy. The surface of the crystal that looks extremely strong gradually appears fine cracks, and the cracks become larger and larger.

Suddenly, Lu Zhao's whole body was shocked, and an invisible wave continued to stir in his eyebrows, which was the place of his natal will.

Suddenly, "Scream! Life!"

With a muffled thunder, the darkness in front of me was real, everything reappeared in front of me like lightning, as fast as a stream of lightning, but it was extremely clear.

Various kinds of tastes from the previous life surged into my heart in the blink of an eye and then left. Before the joy of the previous moment could emerge from my heart, the sorrow of the next moment came again, and the heart was tormented and intoxicated by the thousands of white tastes.

Finally, it is frozen into a simple symbol, a symbol of the divine law.

Bo!
To be continued...