With the change of time and space in the outside world, the power of the stars in the sky still converges towards the chuxuan without stopping. With the loss of the power of the stars, even the way of heaven is falling and becoming exhausted.
Fortunately, the fall of heaven has not affected ordinary people's life, but monks can no longer practice!
This scene was naturally noticed by the strong people in the sky outside the boundary of the extremely cold region. They were all shocked. It's hard to imagine that they could communicate the power of the stars for their own use.
Most of the friars who ridiculed chuxuan said they were flustered. They all looked gloomy and prayed that Chu Xuan would die quickly.
A small number of friars, however, have some hopes because their eyes show their essence. Their practice in this time and space is becoming more and more difficult. Naturally, they hope to have a new way of practice.
They don't care about it even if it's to start over again, to spread out the accomplishments and to rebuild the whole life. Maybe they can go further.
After the end of the boundary, there was a sense of two great masters. It was obviously a matter of subverting cognition. However, they thought that all these were because Chu Xuan had gone out of his own way and practiced his own way, so that he could achieve the great master's respect.
No, how to explain all this?
A universe can only have one great master, which is the consensus of all people.
But if you want a big master to fall, even if the whole universe monks unite, they can't do it.
Now, with such good things in front of us, no wonder some people will be excited.
These people are fanatical friars who just want to go further in their practice. As for whether chuxuan is a great demon, they don't care.
When people's minds are different, in the projection, the breath of chuxuan is slowly becoming stronger, just like a sleeping beast of the past, who is about to wake up.
At the moment, Chu Xuan's whole body is covered in the bright color awn, the chain of order is filled with immortal divine light, also all around his body, slowly flowing towards his body, the breath between the two, slowly approaching.
Chuxuan sat cross legged on the vast wilderness, the mountains under his body had long been under the pressure of Hongda and turned into powder.
The color of his body is blooming with immortal and eternal breath, just like the immortal Road, which can never be destroyed and forever. Even if it is the invasion of years, it can not corrode the slightest, peel off, and shake his foundation.
One after another, the roar of Qi and gas was like thunder on his body. The roaring sound was his Qi and blood surging and sending out. The shaking void was shaking and the heaven and earth were synchronized.
Bodhi tree, chaos lotus seed, heaven tripod, universe flower seedling, all hover around him at this moment, guarding his immortal body.
These treasures, each of which emits the brilliance of God, the jingle of the tripods, the clatter of the leaves of bodhi trees, the air explosion of the chaotic lotus, the crashing sound of the universe flower seedlings, and the brilliance of various forces, which reflect each other between heaven and earth, add some indescribable charm to Chu Xuan.
On his body, there are many inscriptions of runes, arranged and assembled into pieces of supreme scriptures.
The traces of the road are engraved on its body, which looks like a marvelous craftsmanship, as if born.
Gods, Buddhas, demons, demons, witches, human beings, ghosts and immortals are the eight most powerful principles of Tao, which are all printed on his body.