Chapter 428 Seven Hundred and Eighty Thousand Years!
‘I bet I can survive another 200,000 years. ” Fang Wang of the seventh life said with a teasing tone.
Other past lives spoke up one after another, saying that it would take at least 100,000 years.
Fang Wang smiled, but it was a very bitter and helpless smile.
The Heavenly Palace God smiled and said, “What are you betting on?”
The other seven lives all looked at Fang Wang, and Fang Wang pondered and said, “Then let’s bet on a last wish. If anyone guesses it right, I will help him fulfill a last wish. ”
When this was said, all the past lives thought it was good, so they gladly accepted it. Fang Wang stopped playing with them and began to concentrate on comprehending the skills.
The small success of the Heavenly Dao Method Sutra has already enabled him to become an immortal, but what kind of luck does it take to achieve the great perfection?
Fang Wang hopes to determine the result first, and then build the process, so that he can have a direction.
When he thought of this, ten thousand years passed in a hurry.
He had never felt that time passed so quickly, but even if time flew, he still could not see the day of success.
Ten thousand years passed by, and Fang Wang realized the truth in meditation.
When he found the direction, he did not look at the time, but continued to practice. He wanted to practice to the great perfection in one breath!
Jian Tianze, on the wooden bridge, Fang Wang opened his eyes.
At this moment, there was still golden light spreading under his legs, like a golden lotus blooming, and this golden lotus kept blooming. . It got bigger.
The world seemed to sense the birth of a new Heavenly Dao Wanfa Sutra. The rules of heaven and earth around Jian Tianze were jumping and boiling, and this influence was spreading.
Fang Wang's eyes were so vast,
, and there was a terrifying dead silence.
"-780,000 years" Fang Wang muttered to himself.
It took 230,000 years from the initial practice to the great success, and from the great success to the great perfection, he spent a full 550,000 years!
For 780,000 years, he seemed to have lived from the beginning of the founding of the Da'an Divine Dynasty to today, or even longer, and he had been sitting in meditation throughout the whole process.
No one could understand his feelings.
The 780,000 years of suffering wiped out his desires, hatred, hostility, etc. He even felt that there was nothing in the world that could make him emotional.
In such a long time, life has become Dispensable, everything has lost its meaning.
Looking back at this world, Fang Wang has lost his expectations for immortals and gods, and for the world of great contention.
He even lost interest in becoming an immortal. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his goal and his fighting spirit.
He sat on the wooden bridge blankly, looking at the lake. He did not move until the golden light under him dissipated, and he did not even blink.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
Days pass by.
The spiritual mist covering the wooden bridge gradually dissipated, and when the spiritual mist dissipated, Fang Wang's figure was no longer visible.
At this moment, Fang Wang was walking on a mountain path in Kunlun.
The mountain path was narrow and could only accommodate one person. The stone steps were steep and the mountain walls were even straighter. He walked on the mountain path and would fall into the Fangzhang Abyss with just one wrong step.
Surrounding him were straight peaks, all located in the Kunlun Mountains. Above, thick fog was surging in the mountains. It was the fog formed by the gathering of spiritual energy.
Fang Wang looked at Kunlun with indifferent eyes. He had no distractions and was aimless.
From morning to evening, the mountain road of Kunlun seemed endless.
Fang Wang came to a cliff. There was a man lying under the shade of a tree, holding a fruit in his hand, chewing and muttering something.
It was the lonely old man.
Fang Wang looked at the lonely old man quietly, and a change finally appeared in his calm eyes. It was a look of doubt.
He was curious about who this person was. He actually sneaked into Kunlun without anyone noticing his existence.
After watching for a long time, Fang Wang deliberately took a step.
Click!
His right foot stepped on the dead leaves, making a crisp sound.
The lonely old man suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang. He looked alert and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"I should ask you, who are you? "Fang Wang said, his voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for many years.
The old man Gu Ming looked at him and said, "You can call me the old man Gu Ming. Are you the Taoist master of Wang Dao?"
"Why do you say that?"
"In the entire Wang Dao, only the Taoist master of Wang Dao makes me unable to see through, calculate, and even do not know where his aura is. "
"Then do you know Xuan Zong?"
"I know, but I don't know him. He is the former emperor of the upper realm fairy court."
Hearing the answer of the old man Gu Ming, Fang Wang became more curious about him.
Fang Wang had also met the old man Gu Ming in his previous life. Judging from the fact that the old man Gu Ming mastered the Nine Lives Nirvana Sword Art, this guy's identity is not simple, and may even be more mysterious than the immortals in the upper realm.
Fang Wang suddenly appeared in front of the old man Gu Ming, and the old man Gu Ming subconsciously stepped back in shock.
He raised his hand to grab the wrist of the old man Gu Ming and pulled him.
The old man Gu Ming was shocked and shouted quickly: "I have no ill intentions! Don't kill me! Let's talk it out! "
Fang Wang stared at him and asked, "You shouldn't be so weak, right?"
"It's not that I'm weak, it's that you're too strong. Even if the heaven and earth are in front of you, they can just turn their hands to suppress you. How can I be your opponent?" The lonely old man said with a sad face.
"Then tell me your origins and why you hide in Kunlun?"
"The world is in chaos. I think Kunlun is the safest. After all, no one dares to provoke you. As for my origins, I won't hide it from you. In fact, I have forgotten. I have studied the law of fate and cause and effect for many years and suffered the backlash of cause and effect. I don't know where I came from or how long I have lived.
Living in the world in a daze, the only pleasure is to reveal my fate to the world. Even if I suffer backlash, such pain can make me realize what it feels like to be alive. "The lonely old man sighed.
Looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be faking it.
Fang Wang let go, and the lonely old man hurriedly stepped back.
At this time, the lonely old man began to look at Fang Wang seriously, and the more he looked, the more surprised he was.
Fang Wang gave him an indescribable feeling. He was clearly in front of him, without a trace of his breath leaking out, but he inexplicably had the urge to worship him.
It's so strange!
Seeing that Fang Wang stopped talking, the lonely old man asked: "Master, is Wang Dao still short of people? How about letting me join? As long as Kunlun can stay in the next piece of pure land, I will be satisfied. "
"What can you do for Wang Dao?"
"Of course, it's fortune-telling. If I say I am the second best in this area, no one can be the best in the world!"
"Emperor Hongchen is not as good as you? "
"He is just a reincarnation. If he is still the Emperor of Heaven, I will not flatter him, but now, haha
Seeing the proud and complacent expression on the face of the lonely old man, Fang Wangyi did not have any emotions.
If it were more than 500,000 years ago, he might be full of interest in the lonely old man.
But now, he really has no interest.
After just a few words, he wanted to leave.
Fang Wang glanced at the lonely old man and turned to continue climbing the mountain.
Seeing Fang Wang leave, the lonely old man was anxious and said: "A hundred years later, the man of destiny will transcend the heaven and earth and sweep across the world.
Two hundred years later, the gate of heaven will open, and the gods and immortals will descend and wash the world with blood!"