Ten Thousand Realms Arena: Desolate Emperor Vs. Ye Hei At The Start!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

This scene gradually attracted everyone.

what did they see

A scene of surprise.

"Good guy, is it finally here?"

"After watching for so long, is there finally such a one? It seems that the Hall of Reincarnation is still effective.

"I'm coming."

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, and their eyes were fixed on the big screen.

arena.

"Hoo hoo․․․"

Time and space were melted, and ripples of time and space spread out.

Like a hurricane blowing in all directions, it was more like a raging wave, undulating and roaring.

That is the entanglement and collision of space-time lines and avenue chains.

There are people who are taller than ever.

It emerged from the heavens and worlds.

Instantly.

Human Race, Buddha Race, Protoss Race, Immortal Race and other powerful people from all realms, no matter where they are, they all look up at the "five zeros".

It is the end of chaos above the world, where time and space are intertwined.

One stands on top of a butterfly, its meaning is supreme.

The illusion and reality of the heavens are all within the thought of his whole body.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Butterflies flap their wings.

Under this flapping of its wings, the energy of Wang Yang Dao, which is enough to submerge the heavens and myriad realms, is absorbed and transformed.

Let the butterfly do the most important step of metamorphosis.

"What is the relationship between this butterfly and detachment?" Taoist Hongjun said in a concentrated voice.

But if there is no accident just now, he is the one who is raised layer by layer.

Could it be that he is really expected to step into the Great Luotian?

"Maybe it's really hopeful, read on." Lao Tzu nodded.

On the big screen, the manifestation is such a scene.

"It turns out...that's how it is!"

At this moment, a handsome young man walked out of the chaos, and his voice gradually reached Zhuang Zhou's ears, innocent and gentle.

"A dream of mine brought you down to the mortal world, and a dream of yours brought my real body into the next life. Now that my real body has regained its strength, it is time for me to bring you back to the place that belongs to you .”

Butterfly's eyes flickered with innocent and pure humanity, and said softly: "I brought you to this world, now, I will take you home, my...friend."

The words echoed in Zhuang Zhou's already completely confused mind.

The next moment, the butterfly flapped its wings, and the surrounding illusion and reality rippled, and flew into the king.

Thirty-six days above.

Mythology Daluotian is supreme.

Now in the supreme mythical Da Luotian, the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing circled.

"It seems that someone has escaped again."

Taishang Daozu nodded: "Samsara is high above the chaotic world, and it was created by fellow Taoists in Houtu, but they don't know that this temple stands on a tree for generations.

"It happens that there is a fairy flower like Zhuang Zhou."

"To be able to enter a dream with a great thousand, dream through ten thousand realms, sleepwalk in the void with a true spirit, and go to the holy place where reincarnation is located.

The butterfly flutters its wings and dances, flying out of chaos and into an indescribable area between the illusory and ethereal.

There is nothingness all around.

none.

I mean nothing.

But here, there is a butterfly fluttering.

On its wings sits a young man cross-legged.

The boy's eyes were originally confused, but when he got here, they became clearer and clearer.

Something seems to have awakened somewhere.

Appears to be home.

"I really thought of something, but I didn't seem to think of anything." The boy said a little confused.

Butterfly said: "Did you remember something?"

The boy hesitated and said, "A little bit, but not much."

Butterfly said: "Then let me tell you that I was originally a person in the world below, but because of a dream, I brought my true spirit here. It's a palace."

"You live here." The boy asked.

"I live here?" Butterfly said: "You are a tree here. Once, I turned into a butterfly and flew on the top of your tree."

As for Da Luo Tian, ​​the Yuanshi Heavenly King sighed: "Zhuang Zhou, it took several epochs to produce such a person. His dream could make him transcend, but this person was so attached to the boundless sea of ​​suffering that he finally came back. In this sea of ​​bitterness."

"It doesn't matter if he came back by himself, he actually brought reincarnation down to the mortal world."

Lingbao Daozu nodded: Who said it was not. "

Yuanshi Tianwang: "Do you still remember the fable of Zhuang Zhou who was exiled in ten thousand worlds?"

Lingbao Daozu said in astonishment: "Diemeng Zhuangzhou, it turned out to be him all along."

He thought the butterfly was reincarnation.

It turns out that the butterfly is Zhuang Zhou's dream body from the beginning to the end, and it is his dream body that has arrived at the residence of reincarnation, bringing the reincarnation "Zhuang Zhou" into the mortal world.

Yuanshi Tianwang Daozu said indifferently: "You only know one of them, but you don't know the other."

"Before Zhuang Zhou sat down, he left two fables, one is the theory of the butterfly dream, and the other is the theory of the big tree."

"t!?"

Little knowledge is not as good as big knowledge.

The young year is not as good as the big year.

Mayflies don't know the dark days, chilling cicadas don't know the spring and autumn, small color.

In the south of Chu, there are ghosts, who count five hundred years of age as spring and five hundred years of age as autumn..

In ancient times, there was a big toon, who regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn, which is also a great year.

Yuanshi Tianwang smiled faintly: "The insects of the mayfly live and die at night, and their life is only one day."

"The chilling insects live in spring and die in summer. They don't know autumn, and there is only one short season in their life."

"In the genus of ants, this is one year and one life, but I don't know that there are tortoises in Chunan, and one spring is only five hundred years old, let alone the ancient big toon, which takes eight thousand years as one spring."

Taishang Daozu sighed: "For ordinary spirits, a hundred years is reincarnation. Compared with mayflies and cold cicadas, it is called longevity, but compared with Minggui and Dachun, a lifetime is so short."

"And such long-lived tortoises and tortoises, compared with the immortal gods and Buddhas who live forever, are just a fleeting cloud in the vicissitudes of life."

"The ancestors of the gods and Buddhas, such as us, have forgotten that there is a tree called reincarnation above the myriad worlds, above the chaos, in a place where everything is empty."

"A Chaos is a year, and this year is only eighteen years old."

arena.

Everyone was stunned.

what?

Above the heavens, above the supreme chaotic sea, there is an ancient tree.

Its levels and heights are beyond the imagination of those who have never been enlightened in the heavens and myriad worlds.

Born with the meaning of reincarnation.

Just like ordinary people, who are born with only a hundred years to live, how do they know the glory of the world?

And for those immortals and Buddhas, the existence of a tree of reincarnation with the chaos of the era as a year is beyond the imagination and understanding of all 5.5 beings in the world.

The terrifying samsara cover just now came, but it was just a year of growth of the samsara tree.

later.

what did they see

The butterfly carried the boy to the place where an old tree stood.

The ancient tree is very ordinary, really ordinary, without any fluctuations of the Dao, nor the breath of law.

But when Zhuang Zhou and Butterfly came here.

Immediately, Zhuang Zhou felt a force from his own origin, as if drawn by instinct, he broke away from his body!

"Crash!"

This is a black and white white gas, the same color as the butterfly under his feet, gushing out from the seven orifices of Zhuang Zhou's body.

"First there was chaos and then there was heaven. My body was even before chaos. I was only eighteen years old when I was born. One year of chaos is one year."

"The great dream is eternal, the great dream is reincarnated, and now my way has come true!"

clatter!!!

One step at a time, until Daluotian. .