Facing Yu Xiaoqin at the level of immortals and demons, Wang Dong immediately opened the bronze door and recalled the thoughts that were staying in the body of Panwu Heavenly King.

When this power of thought merged with his sea of ​​consciousness, in an instant, Wang Dong's soul was perfect and returned to the ultimate path of Forgetfulness.

Boom!

Everything has not stopped. If Wang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness is really a vast ocean, the huge amount of information carried by the thought of returning is like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting the center of the sea with great speed.

The entire sea was about to detonate, and the tsunami came, and thought power rose like waves, surging and boiling, and surging in a willful way.

This is a spiritual impact, too fierce and fierce. Even a martial arts master with a very deep level of refining the gods, under such an impact, the sea of ​​consciousness will probably be burst, the brain bursts out, and the death will be on the spot.

Even a great master of the celestial level may not be able to withstand it.

Only strong people at the level of immortals and demons can control them.

As the impact gradually subsided, one martial arts and heart art suddenly appeared in Wang Dong's mind, and characters flashed one by one, and there were hundreds of them.

This is naturally the record that Panwu Heavenly King gained in the battle against the Fengyun World.

Each of these hundreds of martial arts is considered a rare skill in the martial arts world today. Even at Wang Dong’s current level, there are several types that can attract his eyes.

Sky Fist, Cloud Palm, Wind God Leg.

The three unique skills that dominate the world in the world of storms and clouds, and the "Three Elements and Uniform" that controls these three unique skills.

The Six Art of Ao Han, Tathagata's Divine Palm... Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Xuanwu True Art...

Among these martial arts, the ones that Wang Dong valued the most were the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and Xuanwu True Art.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is the unique skill of Dugu Sword Saint. The Heavenly King of Panwu only obtained twenty-two styles, and the "god" who lacked this sword technique - Sword Twenty-three.

But it is not difficult to deduce the unique sword of the King of Divine, with the help of the first twenty-two stances.

Xuanwu's true skills are pioneered by Wu Di Wu. This person is also a genius who is shocking in the world. He has excellent martial arts talent and has a lifetime of scattered enemies. He is known as the top ten warriors.

With the power of the four spirits phoenix blood, Indra has a long life. He has lived for nearly two thousand years. He has learned so many exquisite martial arts in his life and has accumulated an unparalleled cultivation. However, he ended in the confrontation with Wu Wudi, which shows how powerful Wu Wudi is.

But just these martial arts skills are still not enough to trigger a spiritual storm in Wang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness, and it cannot even reach a one-percent impact. The most fundamental thing is that the Heavenly Crying Sutra.

Yes, Panwu Tianwang seized this most mysterious secret script in the Fengyun World.

The so-called Heavenly Crying Sutra is a prophetic scripture containing all the secrets of the world.

Therefore, according to old sayings, Cangjie created characters in the past. When he created the first character between heaven and earth, the character seemed to be cursed by all the gods and demons in the nine heavens and ten earths, containing endless magic power, which made his mind suddenly fill his mind with the heaven and earth at the moment he saw the characters.

The three realms and six paths, the mysteries of the past and future thousands of lives are revealed in front of him one by one.

Cangjie recorded this character and the mystery hidden between heaven and earth, wrote it into a book, and passed it on to future generations.

This is the origin of the Heavenly Crying Sutra.

For thousands of years, except for the ancestor Cangjie, the Sutra of Heaven Crying was only read by two people. One was Master Xuanzang in the Tang Dynasty, and the other was the Clay Bodhisattva.

And now there is another Wang Dong.

The scriptures of heaven crying slowly appeared in Wang Dong's mind.

It was not the image of a scripture, but a light filled with endless divine light. Among the divine light, there were ancient and mysterious characters with strange shapes and strange shapes.

Wang Dong had never seen these words, but those words were supernatural. The moment he saw them, he clearly understood that the true meaning contained in the words.

Characters surged out from the divine light and then turned into golden light, which continued to merge into Wang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness.

The characters quickly disappeared, and many magnificent illusions appeared in the divine light. The first one was a emperor who was so arrogant that he was overwhelmed by the eight poles in the universe, and had a magnificent appearance.

The emperor holds a magic sword in his hand. This sword is golden and natural. It carries the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers, and the country on the other side, and the peoples.

The emperor held a sword and rushed towards the sky, and the people under his command shouted wildly. The killing aura rushed to the bullfighting, and the blood dyed the sky red, and was fighting fiercely with the enemy.

The enemy leader was extremely tall, with his upper body red and his large tendons undulate like a dragon on his iron-like body. His evil aura soared into the sky, causing the heaven and earth to change color, like a demon god in the world.

The demon god raised his arms and roared wildly, led his troops to fight against the enemy, killing all the way, no one could defeat him. He did not defend at all, and let his sharp weapons slash and attacked him. He was still full of energy and was unscathed. The opponent fled in panic and was both jealous and jealous.

The emperor took out his sword and fought with the demon god. After several days and nights, he killed the sky and the earth and the blood flowed into a river. In the end, the demon god was exhausted and the emperor was cut off with a magic sword.

"In the Battle of Zhuolu, Emperor Huang of Xuanyuan fought against the army leader Chiyou and set up the Central Plains." Wang Dong was aware of it.

The illusion continues to emerge, the Central Plains is unified, and time passes, and thirty years pass. One day, the lower reaches of the Yellow River are surging waves, storming the two sides. The roar of thunder is heard from the river, with dragons like thunder, head and tail like dragons, body like tortoises, and red gold all over their bodies. Giant beasts as big as mountains land on the shore, attacking the tribes along the coast, and living beings are killed and injured.

When Huangdi heard this, he ordered his seventy-two warriors to strangle the giant turtle.

The seventy-two generals fought with the giant turtle for more than ten battles. After several months, more than half of the casualties were killed and injured. They were also unable to kill the giant turtle, but they drove the giant turtle back into the Yellow River.

But the giant turtle was also injured, sprinkled with red gold blood, and was swallowed by one of the young players by chance!

Time continues to move forward. Huangdi ruled the Central Plains for 60 years. Suddenly one day, inspiration went to heaven. With a long roar, he turned into a dragon and climbed to the sky, leaving only a piece of dragon bone under the throne.

Thousands of years have emerged between the cycle of light and shadow, one by one. King Wu defeated Zhou, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, King Qin swept the Liuhe River, and the whole world is unified.

The alchemist Xu Fu visited the First Emperor, and the two talked about the immortal medicine. Later, Xu Fu led a large army to siege and kill Fenghuang.

The phoenix fell, and Xu Fu disappeared.

The First Emperor collapsed and the world was in chaos.

Emperor Gaozu killed the white snake and set the world on the ground, but the rise and fall were impermanent. Suddenly, it came to an end, and the era of the three kingdoms competing for the heroes.

A man with red face and green robe looked up at the sky and whistled sadly, shaking his arms, and his sword light was like a dragon, sweeping the world, cutting out a sword that was unprecedented and unparalleled in the world.

There was no ancient person in front of this sword, and no one came from behind.

One sword is so beautiful!

Three hundred years later, an ascetic monk in the Western land wore a tattered cassock and traveled to the east barefoot to preach the Dharma. Decades later, he was respected by the Middle Land Buddhism as the founder of Bodhidharma.

Bodhidharma also realized the Dharma. He comprehended the power of the three realms of heaven, earth and earth throughout his life, and finally realized the ultimate enlightenment, realized the secrets of heaven, and realized the most powerful and ultimate power in the world - Maha Wuliang!

Time is like a long river, still flowing forward. In the illusion, Wang Dong saw the rise of heroes and heroes, brilliant and brilliant, and at the end of the desolate end, it turned into a piece of loess.

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The Love of the City, Maha Wuliang, the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin, the Ten Tribulations of the Evil King, Wan Daosenluo... These secret magical skills, Panwu Heavenly King has not yet obtained them, but with the help of the Heavenly Crying Sutra, Wang Dong suddenly grasped the shadow of these martial arts.

Just waiting for him to completely digest and merge the Tianchui Sutra, these martial arts may have been completely restored by him, becoming his foundation to the next level, and even reappeared in his hands in another more exciting form.

For Wang Dong, the Heavenly Crying Sutra is undoubtedly the highest value in the Fengyun World, and in a sense, it is even more valuable than the four auspicious beasts.

If it were someone else, even if you got the Sutra of Heavenly Crying, it would not be as good as Wang Dong. For example, the Clay Bodhisattva, who was also a person who had read the Sutra of Heavenly Crying.

Not only did he not get much benefit from the Heavenly Crying Sutra, he was cursed because he could not bear the divine power of the Heavenly Crying Sutra, and could not survive or die.

Even if the clay Bodhisattva can digest the mystery of the Heavenly Crying Sutra, then he can practice it as a peerless martial art, how could he be easily controlled by Xiongba?

If Wang Dong can do this, everything is because of the ultimate Tao, which is the Sutra of Heaven in a certain sense.

"Maybe... Cangjie Ancestor is also a man of the Taoist rank!"

Wang Dong saw the shadow of the Tao in the Heavenly Crying Sutra, and there was a vague guess in his heart.

"If I had completely digested the Sutra of Heaven, would the Supreme Being of Man be sublimated again and reach a higher level?"

Wang Dong thought so.
Chapter completed!