Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1244: Heavenly Changes

"Yes! Of course I have to learn!" Cui Yu looked at Hengjun eagerly, feeling regretful in his heart: "What a pity, I lost a chance to recognize him as my father. Although this ugly demon god is a little bit ugly, he is still a demon god after all. He can help me resist the disaster, right? What a pity, I didn't give him a chance to recognize me as my father. The old guy is too cunning."

"In that case, please sit down and I will explain the Three Thousand Immortal Texts to you and teach you how to master the rules of the Three Thousand Immortal Texts." Junheng sat upright.

Cui Yu did not dare to neglect it after hearing this, as preaching was extremely sacred. In this primitive world, there were many innate demons and gods, and any knowledge that seemed insignificant could become a great supernatural power that shook the world in the future.

"The way of heaven is to neither lose nor wear, neither increase nor decrease, neither need nor be sloppy..."

Balanced preaching, no flowery words, just words and sentences of wisdom, the words out of the mouth are the wisdom of the great way, just like the highest good is like water. True water has no fragrance, the truth is invisible.

Each word contains dozens of meanings, which can be transformed into lightning-fast wisdom, countless inspirations, and can educate the world and enlighten all living beings.

unfortunately
Pingheng met Cui Yu

Listening to Hengjun's sermon, Cui Yu's eyes widened, and his innocent look was full of confusion.

who am I?
Where am I?

where am i from?
Why am I here in this world?
Cui Yu clearly understood every word that Hengjun said, but when the words were put together, it was as if he didn't recognize them anymore. It was as if he had changed from one person to another.

If Cui Yu had not listened to a sermon from a powerful person, he would never have known how poor his talent was.

I think that his training all the way was all thanks to the golden finger... No, it was all thanks to his diligence, using hard work to make up for his lack of understanding. Hard work plus diligence are Cui Yu's biggest trump card.

The white clouds around Cui Yu's waist emitted rhythmic movements, and he fell into a state of enlightenment. However, Cui Yu's ears were pierced by the sound of the Tao at this time, and his whole body was emitting waves of sleepiness. Waves of drowsiness overwhelmed him, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

It was difficult for him, a mortal, to listen to the supreme truth.

who am I?
Where am I?

Where should I go?
There was a snoring sound and Pingjun stopped preaching. Looking at Cui Yu's soul falling into sleep, he was completely stunned.

This is the supreme avenue! The essential motto of the Way of Heaven! It is the rhythm of the Way of Heaven, the rule of all things. How could he fall asleep? How could he fall asleep?
How could he!
Pingheng's eyes were filled with anger: "A rotten tree cannot be carved! A rotten tree cannot be carved! A boy cannot be taught! No wonder he is so weak even though he is an innate demon god with innate cultivation. How can he cultivate great magical powers when he is so lazy and not serious about cultivation?"

It is unteachable! It is unteachable!
"Finished?"

It was unknown how long it had passed before Cui Yu woke up from his coma. Looking at Hengheng who was staring at him expressionlessly, he couldn't help but ask a question subconsciously.

"How much did you understand about the principles I talked about earlier?" Junheng looked at Cui Yu expressionlessly.

Cui Yu smiled bitterly and said ashamedly, "Grandmaster, I can understand every word you said, but when you put them together, I can't understand a single word. As soon as you opened your mouth, I felt drowsy and tired, and I couldn't help but fall asleep."

Junheng's face was livid, and he stared at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes full of anger. "A rotten tree cannot be carved. How could there be an innate god like you who does not seek to make progress? How unfair is God that he let a fellow like you who does not seek to make progress master the immortal way and become the ancestor of the immortal way."

Cui Yu felt a little uncomfortable being scolded by Hengjun, and a sense of shame rose in his heart. It was obvious that a great opportunity was right in front of him, but he couldn't get it.

At the same time, a thought flashed through Cui Yu’s mind: I am not an innate god, nor do I have the background and wisdom of an innate god. Could this be related to this?
People know their own business. Could it be that their own aptitude is too poor? How can acquired creatures compare with innate gods?

How big is the gap between acquired creatures and innate divine spirits?
It's like Einstein and the gorilla.

"Grandmaster, did you misunderstand me? Could it be that I was born dull?" Cui Yu looked at Hengheng, blinking his big eyes, and said innocently.

“Bah, you’re good at making excuses for yourself…” Hengjun started to curse, but seeing Cui Yu’s innocent eyes, he swallowed his words. Then he stared at Cui Yu, who was so powerful that he could be killed by a gust of wind, and waved his hand: “Come forward.”

Upon hearing this, Cui Yu stepped forward obediently.

Pingheng placed a pair of hands on Cui Yu's soul, then used his divine power to check Cui Yu's soul, and then he was completely stunned.

What kind of qualification is this?
It’s worse than the poop of a ferocious beast!
The poop from those ferocious beasts can turn into spirits in three to five days and comprehend the Dao of heaven and earth, but what about Cui Yu?
This aptitude really shocked him!
Incredible! It's simply incredible!

Such qualifications are unprecedented in the world.

Not even as good as dad!
"My good boy, I'm sorry for you. How did you survive in this dangerous wilderness from the beginning of the world to now? I'm really sorry for you. I, your ancestor, apologize to you! Don't mention the preaching again in the future." The ugly demon sighed speechlessly.

He preached that even rotten wood could transform and awaken its intelligence, but there was really nothing he could do about Cui Yu...this person had such talent.

"Ancestor, you can't give up. I think I can still be saved. I can still be rescued." Cui Yu looked at Hengheng eagerly.

"Stop struggling! Give up! There's no hope! It's a miracle that you can survive from the beginning of the world to now." Hengjun shook his head three times.

Cui Yu was speechless and depressed. Although he knew that his aptitude was low, he never thought that it would be so low. After he entered the Taoist temple, others could enter the Taoism and master the sense of Qi in one year, but what about him? It took him three full years to develop the sense of Qi and walk the small Zhoutian.

"Ancestor, is there really nothing I can do?" Cui Yu said helplessly.

"Yes, old ancestor, please help my husband." Yunxiao woke up from his enlightenment state at some point and quickly offered to help.

Hengjun said nothing, but paced with his hands behind his back: "There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine natural evolutions. There is still a glimmer of hope! There will be a way! There will be a way! This guy's talent is extremely poor in the Great Wilderness, but it is also a miracle. There is always a way out. Good times will come after bad times. There will be a way! There will be a way."

"But talent is innate, how can it be changed?" Hengjun said helplessly.

Cui Yu was speechless, and then suddenly remembered the process of cultivation in later generations, and his eyes lit up: "Ancestor, there is a way."

"What solution? With your dull talent, can you think of a solution?" Junheng looked at Cui Yu with a sidelong glance, revealing a contemptuous expression: "It's not that I look down on you, but if you could come up with a solution, why have you been so unimproving since the beginning of the world? I, your ancestor, am extremely wise and my cultivation is unfathomable, but I still can't find a solution. If you can come up with a solution, I will accept you as my disciple."

He is the dignified Taoist Hengjie, a man who is destined to usurp the throne of God and rule the world and the wilderness in the future. He can't think of a solution. How can a dull and stupid person like him think of a solution?
If a solution can be found, he is willing to accept him as a disciple.

"Really?" Cui Yu's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"Yes!" Junheng nodded and glanced at Cui Yu with disdain between his brows.

"A gentleman's word is his bond." Cui Yu looked at Hengheng.

"Don't repent." Junheng said without thinking.

“Can the ancestor imitate the Small Zhoutian Jue and deduce a set of mantras for me to refine essence into Qi, refine Qi into spirit, refine spirit into emptiness, and refine emptiness into the Dao? In the process of practice, not only can I improve my cultivation, but also change my qualifications?” Cui Yu thought of the practice methods of later generations.

Junheng was stunned when he heard this, then stared at Cui Yu blankly. He felt a shock in his mind, and then the flames of infinite wisdom flowed in his mind.

At this moment, the wisdom in Hengjun's mind was running rapidly, connecting with the Heavenly Dao that was still in the making, and then countless sparks of wisdom flashed. He was worthy of being the ancestor of Taoism, and he finally grasped a glimmer of hope in the dark.

Pingheng's mind was fixed on the Small Zhoutian Jue. He looked at the Small Zhoutian Jue with a pair of eyes, with a spark of wisdom flowing in his eyes. Then he closed his eyes, and the power of heaven started to circulate, and he began to deduce continuously.

"There is always a way out! It turns out that there is always a way out!" As the word "hengjing" came to mind, three thousand immortal texts and the order of heaven began to move along with it. The way of heaven had begun to evolve on its own.

In the darkness and trance, it was unknown how long it had been, but suddenly, a divine light shone from all over his body. The colorful light shot up into the sky, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths, four seas and eight wildernesses. All the countless sacred instruments in the wilderness looked over at him.

Golden lotuses fell from the sky and emerged from the ground. Golden flowers floated between heaven and earth. A vast aura of merit came from all directions and descended.

Hengheng was stunned!

Cui Yu was also stunned.

The first supreme skill in the Great Wilderness that can enable acquired creatures to directly become immortals has been born.

Vast golden flowers fell from the sky, covering the entire wilderness. Countless saints looked at the merits that fell from the sky with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Who has done anything good that has contributed to the operation of heaven and earth?
I just wanted to deduce the secrets of heaven, but I felt that the secrets were chaotic and upside down, and I gained nothing from my attempt to deduce them.

Flowers fell from the sky, and fairy birds flew across the sky, singing continuously between heaven and earth.

The colorful auspicious clouds in the sky covered a hundred thousand miles, and the sky and the earth were full of color, as if we had arrived in a dream kingdom.

"Is there any more merit left?" Hengjun was a little dazed, staring blankly at the martial arts method in his mind. The martial arts method contained a total of 500 immortal texts, every word in it was like a pearl, and contained endless mysteries.

This formula was created specifically for Cui Yu.

Just looking at the formula in his mind, Junheng felt a little annoyed.

It’s not just a pain in the ass!

Do you really want to take that unlucky guy as your apprentice?

Wouldn't you kill yourself by then?

"That's not right. Doesn't he still have a father? As long as his father is not dead, he shouldn't be able to defeat me, right?" The thought flashed through Junheng's mind, and then he felt relieved.

“But for the sake of the Crow Ancestor, we must be on guard. Should I teach this mantra to him? If I teach it to him, I will have to accept him as my disciple, and then I will be in trouble. If I don’t teach it to him…” Junheng looked at Cui Yu, who was staring at him with eager eyes, with some reluctance in his heart.

There is a great karmic connection between the two of them, and they can be considered to have a great friendship. If you ask him not to pass on the secret formula, he will not be able to bear it.

Besides, the Jade Disc of Creation is still with him. If he dies, what will happen if the Jade Disc of Creation is taken away by someone else?
Balanced complexion.

"What's the situation, ancestor?" Yunxiao looked at the mysterious yellow aura surrounding Hengheng, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Needless to say, of course I have been enlightened. The method I said has worked. The ancestor has realized a method that can help me." Cui Yu's mouth smiled, bubbling with beauty.

This is the method of the mysterious world that I have obtained. If it is as good as the small Zhoutian with 129,600 times the power, then it is still very worth looking forward to. It may also be useful in the world of the Dharma Ending Age.

I feel excited just thinking about it.

Cui Yu looked at the balance that was like a sculpture, his eyes staring eagerly, his eyes full of anticipation.

At this time, Hengjun was in a dilemma: Should I teach him this mantra?
If he passes it on to him, he might have to establish the relationship between master and disciple. If he doesn't pass it on, he would feel guilty because the other person has helped him a lot.

Balance is kind and just, otherwise there would not be the saying in later generations of practice that "the immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit."

He is balanced and upright, but he just can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

What if a demon forms in your heart in the future and the master of your heart takes advantage of it? Wouldn’t that be terrible?

"But if I don't tell you, who will know that I have deduced the secret of immortality?" Another thought flashed through Junheng's mind.

"Ancestor, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth have descended, and even the energy of merit has descended. Have you deduced it successfully?" Cui Yu came forward, looked at Hengheng with a pair of eyes, and asked in a low voice.

It's a blessing from heaven, what else can Hengheng say?
Does he still have a chance to refute?
Hearing this, Hengjun smiled bitterly. Facing Cui Yu's gaze, he could only say, "Of course, the ancestor made a move and it was easy to capture. I deduced this formula, which is called "The Great Heavenly Immortal Formula". This formula is unique and is tailor-made for you. Only you can practice it. Because in order to comprehend this formula, you must comprehend the seven immortal texts: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, yang, and chaos. You have the Jade Butterfly of Fortune, so it is not difficult for you to comprehend the immortal texts. As long as you practice and comprehend the immortal texts at the same time, you can achieve perfection in merit."

"Disciple greets Master, please teach me the secret of the Dharma." Cui Yu's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he knelt down and kowtowed without thinking.

There was a bitterness on Hengjun's face: "Well, since you have already said so, I will accept you as my half-disciple, a nominal disciple."

At this moment, Hengjun wanted to slap himself in the face. What a sin!
But who could have thought that such an incredible, such a heaven-defying thing would actually happen to him?

Pingheng pointed his palm and taught Cui Yu the Great Heavenly Immortal Art directly: "I will teach you this art directly. This art involves the three laws of yin and yang, the five elements, and chaos. It has incredible power. You must not teach it to others casually in the future."

Introducing Cui Yu into the immortal path can be regarded as preserving the Jade Butterfly of Creation within the immortal path, so it doesn't count as betrayal, right?
Cui Yu smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "Don't worry, ancestor, I will never teach it to anyone casually."

After saying this, he happily began to comprehend the mantra.

Junheng couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Cui Yu, and a sense of pity rose in his heart for no reason: "What a poor fellow."

Think about it, with such poor aptitude and such rubbish cultivation, he has survived from the beginning of the world to today. How many hardships has he experienced? How miserable is his life? How sad is his heart?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he sighed, "Since I have accepted you as my disciple, I must do my best to plan for him. It just so happened that I was deducing the formula earlier, and with the help of God, I had some inspiration, and I did have some tricks."

After a brief moment of contemplation, Junheng sat down again, circulated the laws of nature, deduced his own inspiration, and turned that inspiration into real magical power through mantras.

It can also be considered an attempt.

While Hengjing was caught up in deduction, Cui Yu began to comprehend the Great Celestial Immortal Art. The Great Celestial Immortal Art was made up of immortal writings. If he had not had the Jade Butterfly of Fortune on him, he would not have been able to comprehend it.

"This mantra is very important to me. Not only can I practice it in this world, but I may also be able to try it when I return to the primitive world." Cui Yu said to himself.

As he gradually entered a state of concentration, Cui Yu wanted to practice, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see any spiritual energy gathering. Then he suddenly realized:
"I don't have a physical body now, and I don't belong to this era. I can't absorb the innate spiritual energy of the primitive world at all."

Looking at the rich innate spiritual energy floating in front of him, Cui Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What a pity! What a pity! For acquired creatures, the greatest fortune in the prehistoric world is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, but I can't absorb even a little bit. I need to find a way to bring my physical body here, or directly forge a new body in the mysterious world."

There was a hint of regret in his eyes. Although the mantra was very good, it could not be practiced in the wilderness for the time being.

However, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. He is now comprehending the formula and becoming familiar with it. After returning to Xieyue Temple, he can directly start practicing. See if the technique directly deduced from the Heavenly Dao can mobilize the inert energy between heaven and earth, and whether there will be a miracle.

Over there, Hengjun was deducing the magic formula, with countless immortal runes flowing, inspiration flashed in his mind, and two more formulas were born in the rules of heaven.

PS: Today is Children's Day. I only slept for two hours last night. I have a migraine and can't stand it anymore. I'll take a day off. This is the only update I'll write. I'll give you 5,000 words. Happy Children's Day to everyone!
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