v2 Chapter 827： man behind the tomb

"Finally, the tomb of transcendence that has lain dormant for nineteen Dayan eras, is it going to be opened?"

The Tahoe Heavens, the pinnacle of the power of science and technology, the Jiasi 009 parallel universe time and space.

At this time, there are two boundless suns, one red and one white, rising from the bottom of the space-time, with a completely different and strange brilliance, filled with a domineering and gentle aura, shining through the endless dimension of space-time, instantly filling this place. Parallel universe.

The supreme eternity, the supreme existence, the will to right and the absolute spirit!

With the whisper of "will to right" resounding in the red sun, the vast and boundless world suddenly fell into a stagnation, and everything was shrouded in red and white, like a silent abstract drawing separated from reality.

Buzz!

Between the red and white sun, the brilliance intertwined into a substantial ribbon. A small booklet, which was like a whole body carved from glass, was bound by the light, buzzing and trembling fiercely, flashing with dazzling red light.

One of the Twelve Keys, the Book of Empty Brightness, there are obscure information fluctuations in the booklet, from scratch, slowly interweaving an incomparably complex coordinate.

As it should be, if you want to lock a position in the realm of emptiness where there are no myriad ways, ordinary multi-dimensional coordinates are naturally incomprehensible. You need to use the endless heavens as a reference to assist, which is extremely complicated and cumbersome.

"Right, this time the chance of detachment, who are you and me?"

A key can only bring one living being into the tomb of detachment. They have already proven this information. When the absolute spirit asked this, the brilliance of the two rounds of the sun was obviously hot.

"Of course it's me! Here, can you grasp it?"

The tone is indifferent, domineering and decisive, making people dare not give birth to the slightest disobedience.

"Hehe, how can the opportunity of detachment be handed over to others, right, in the endless years we have been together, I will let you everywhere, that's all, but this time, not!"

The absolute spirit changed its soft voice, and the tone became stronger. The warm white light turned into a hot flame, and it burned roaringly, as if it was going to burn everything.

"What's there to argue about?"

The indifferent voice that suddenly appeared broke the silent stalemate, the will to right and the absolute spirit trembled at the same time, and there was an existence quietly approaching them! ?

Involuntarily, he looked into the distance.

I saw that the abstract red and white world began to distort, and an illusory and blurred figure slowly emerged, filling the entire parallel universe time and space, and everything turned into a part of his body, indescribably terrifying eyes, silently watching the small A red and white sun like dust.

"Sir, I don't know who you are?"

Absolute Spirit took the lead in admitting counsel, the other party's existence is beyond his comprehension range, obviously, the existence more powerful than the other side can only be... the transcendence!

"I, absolute right."

Absolute power, one of the only two transcendences in the way of science and technology, comes from the supreme idealism.

Only in an instant, some extremely simple information flashed through the minds of the will to right and the absolute spirit, and at the same time, there was a sense of infinite respect in my heart.

After all, this one is the end of the road they walk, and it is more meaningful than the ordinary transcendental one.

"I've seen adults! I don't know why you are looking for us?"

A detached person, who is above all things, cannot possibly come for a tomb, right?

"You guessed right, I really came here for this."

The other side seems to be transparent in the face of detachment, and what he thinks and thinks is vivid in his eyes.

"This tomb is not that simple. No matter who you are, you can't go far in it by yourself, so..."

With a flick of Absolute Right's finger, the red and white sun involuntarily collided together, without causing any waves, they merged directly into one, turning into a big pink ball of light.

"Hehe, you are my trace avatar. This time I solved the mystery, do you know what to do? Don't lose my face!"

"It's good to do it yourself."

After all, the absolute right quietly left, leaving only the big pink ball stunned in place, at a loss.

…

In the origin universe, in the dimension of information terminal, the source of information looked dull, looking at the ball of light slowly turning in front of him, his heart couldn't help but feel a little astringent, at this moment, the "Book of Mixed Holes" in his hand was extremely hot.

"Rise, Lord of the Wheel of Origin Four Colors..."

Who would have thought that Bai Donglin was not only a Wolong in the small Taihao Heavens, but he was also a phoenix.

For a while, the source of the information was complicated and inexplicable, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

…

The Heavens of Hongmeng are located in the core area of ​​the endless vortex of the heavens. They are majestic and splendid.

In the realm of emptiness with a radius of trillions and billions of super-minds, there is an absolute overlord, and countless heavens have to look up to it.

"Master, I understand!"

The eleventh realm can be called the saint of the Great Dao of Hunyuan Wuji, and the three in front of them are the existences above the avenues, and they are the absolute powerhouses on the other side of eternity.

Sanqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, and Moral Tianzun.

At this time, these three supreme beings looked respectful, and nodded yes to the old man in front of him.

"As long as you know."

The Taoist master's eyes are warm, and anyone who sees it will think that this is just an ordinary kind and kind old man who cannot be associated with a narrative-level detachment.

"The tomb of detachment is the means arranged by the master of the source point. No one knows how much he has spread."

"At present, according to statistics, there are tens of thousands of so-called 'tombs of detachment' that have appeared in the world one after another, and they are distributed disorderly in the realm of nothingness, whether it is the core area or the most remote spiral arms of the heavens. There are traces of it.”

"We all agree that the master of the source point has put the secret of the source point, the reason for the birth of the heavens, and all the world-shattering mysteries in the tomb..."

The "we" here naturally refers to a group of people who have transcended their races. Sanqing heard the words, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Taoist, this tomb of transcendence has been opened many times since countless years ago. Except for some remote places that are unknown, everything is normal, except for the fight for places. Why this time..."

Daode Tianzun originally wanted to say it with great fanfare, but when he thought that this statement was offensive, he forcibly held back.

"Hehe, you can't say it, you can't say it, you just do what you do."

"Remember, the things in the tomb can only be taken over by our race, as for other races..."

The Daoist didn't finish his words, but Sanqing understood and nodded. Those who are not of our race must have different hearts. This sentence has a reference value at any time.

In times of peace, it is essential to guard against others. Who can know the thoughts of those ethnic groups?

The word "human race" is already a very broad concept in the endless heavens, and it is not only limited to simple bloodlines, avenues, but also a large and somewhat empty background. This inheritance of will, self-awareness.

There are many races, life forms, and appearances in the ten thousand races, which are almost the same as the human race, but they do not agree with the concept of "human race" in their hearts, so they are naturally aliens.

"Teacher, if we meet people from Honghuang, we..."

Lingbao Tianzun hesitated, his expression a little complicated.

"It's okay, everything is business as usual."

The Taoist waved his hand, his warm eyes slowly looked over, he passed through many obstacles, and looked at the sacred time line. Deep in the concept, he met a pair of eyes that were as sharp as swords, and nodded slightly.

Tongtian—

Hongmeng and Honghuang, the relationship between these two heavens is very complicated. To a certain extent, it can be said that they come from the same source, and it is only the heterogeneity of "Tongtian" that emerges, which is independent and considers itself as Honghuang.

To talk about how to define the connection and difference between the two, we can use the words "official history" and "romance" for the time being.

"Okay, let's start."

The Taoist took his eyes back, this kind of old-fashioned past was not worth his troubles, and then he looked at Sanqing and said softly.

"Follow your orders!"

Sanqing took the lead, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and at the same time he pinched the mysterious magic formula, a dazzling purple light rose from the eyebrows, irradiating the vast universe, the body was twisted and illusory, and finally turned into three wisps of clear air.

"One gasification and three cleanliness, reverse!"

"Three cleanses!"

When the purple light dissipated, the three clears had already merged into one, the eyes were dark, and the breath was even more unfathomable and immeasurable.

…

This situation and this scene are exactly the same, and they are staged in turns in every corner of the endless vortex of all races.

Bai Donglin was in a desolate place, holding a dilapidated book of words and elements in his hand, and he was full of lofty ambitions. He was already thinking about how to swallow the tomb of detachment and turn it into his own resources.

Although he has eyes and ears all over the endless heavens, but such top-secret information is not known to the other side, and without the premise of special investigation, he naturally does not know that there are more than one so-called "tomb of detachment".

I don't even know that the detached people have already ended at this time. They regard the tomb of detachment as a chessboard, and they all want to get a glimpse of the shocking secret of the master of the source point.

"Speaking of which, there is really no shortage of resources now. The energy gathered by various channels is endless. Well, I should also focus on seeking detachment."

"The Tomb of Transcendence is an excellent opportunity to peep into the mystery of transcendence!"

Bai Donglin stood on the top of Yujing, looking down, his eyes were faint, and the depths of his pupils reflected the magnificent scene of the boundless world.

According to his initial plan, the two routes go hand in hand, but the more you go to the back, the more insurmountable the "power of transcendence" becomes. The potential of omnipotence.

However, this force is too large and too vague. The qualitative change caused by the pure quantitative change is not enough to break the boundary of detachment. It was not until the "power of eddy current" was inadvertently realized that this huge force was unified. Get up, achieve the ultimate sublimation transformation, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the concept.

In other words, he has already made his way through this path, and he only needs to open up the heavens step by step, and one day, he will be able to compete with the transcendental ones. However, this is only the conceptual level, and on top of it, there are narrative levels, as well as the legendary logical transcendence.

He only glimpsed the power of narrative, and knew that it was an insurmountable chasm. The suppression of the realm made people feel powerless.

No matter how many heavens you open up, no matter how huge the superimposed power, in the eyes of the narrator, it is just a piece of text that can be edited at will.

If he didn't have the seven-color divine light protection body, what would he be in the eyes of those terrifying beings! ?

To put it nasty, it's just a slightly bigger ant.

Bai Donglin thought about this, his eyes became more and more firm, but he was not self-deprecating and self-deprecating. Only by clearly recognizing the gap between the two sides can it be possible to catch up a little bit and surpass it.

Humans, the most fearful thing is to sit in the well and watch the sky. Ye Lang is arrogant. Temporary weakness is nothing, and I am afraid that I will not recognize my position, be blinded by power, and will live in my own world forever.

"Transcendence is imperative, and pregnant gods can't stop casting demons. This unique power of eddy current has great potential for development. The two go hand in hand is the kingly way!"

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered, and in the dark, through the power of eddy currents, he could even clearly perceive the endless and mysterious orbits of the sky.

The gray and lonely land can continuously condense pure high-quality resources, which largely solves his need for energy. This is a more obscure way to steal the energy of the endless heavens, even the black disaster. The heavens are also included.

That's it, the expansion trend of UU Reading Wanjie Pawnshop has no sign of easing, but it has intensified. Every moment, a large number of heavens are captured, locked, and resource exchange channels are opened.

Although he still collects energy, his purpose has quietly changed. He wants to reproduce the feat he had done in the heavens of Tahoe, and replace the matter of the heavens little by little with the energy contaminated with the breath of consciousness of the self. The will of God merges.

"This method should be feasible, and it will make my exploration of the power of eddy currents easier."

Pressing down his thoughts, Bai Donglin withdrew his gaze, and his breath became obscure and invisible. Beneath the calm surface, there were endless turbulent waves. Every moment, there was a resource comparable to the heavens, which was swallowed up by him. .

These resources are accumulated by his clone and the black disaster in the long years of war, part of it is captured on the battlefield, part of it is the wreckage of the heavens that has been broken.

Buzz!

The trembling and humming Book of Words slowly quieted down, the red light on the surface rippling like water waves, and an extremely complex coordinate information has completely emerged.

"gone…"

A low-pitched whisper sounded in the ears of everyone. When they looked back, the figure of Bai Donglin on the top of Yujing Mountain had disappeared.

This time, as always, he had to rely on himself.

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