What is fortune?

The great way is fate.

Everything is about matter, energy, creation, destruction, pregnancy, death, reincarnation, visible and invisible. The mystery of the great way that derives all laws is creation.

Therefore, no one dares to say that one can directly practice the great way of creation. Creation is not a law, but all the mysteries of the operation of all the laws derived from the great way. If a person understands the mystery of creation, it means that this person witnesses the great way and becomes an existence beyond everything.

It can be called the master of the great way.

The eighth level of the Yuanshen is called the realm of creation. In fact, it means that a monk reaches this level of practice and begins to truly touch the mystery of the operation of the law and has the ability to initially leverage the operation of the law.

Zhao Yu can turn a stone into gold, even turn a person into an ant, turn a volcano into a lake, but it is only the fur of fate. It is both narrow and shallow.

One day, if one can think of transforming a world in the most essential way and redefine all the rules of this world with one's own way, then it will be considered that fortune will come to the hall and the great way will enter the room.

The process of Zhao Yu's promotion to the realm of creation is much different from that of an ordinary monk. He refines all his life into a Taoist seed. When the Taoist seed is first formed, it will be fragile. At this stage, if he encounters an enemy, Zhao Yu will be almost helpless.

Even the essence of the body and the source of Tao in the acupoints of the Zhoutian are completely drained.

Except for a Taoist species in the sea of ​​consciousness, the entire person has completely become an empty shell.

Cultivation at this level is to polish the Taoist seeds without flaws and be strong and not bad.

The most important thing is to nurture the mystery of the Tao that belongs to one’s own Tao. The Tao seed needs to sprout, not other things, but fate. And such fortune is not the other, but the one.

Based on personal understanding of Tao, Zhao Yu's body of Taoism and essence are based on the true spirit, thus nurturing his own fortune.

This will be another water grinding skill.

"I will use everything myself to nourish the seeds of transformation."

Looking at the clouds at leisure, Zhao Yu thought casually: "The forbidden method set by the Immortal Lord Yunxia has not confined the true spirit of the soul in my body. Otherwise, I will not be able to realize the Tao and practice. Now I will use all my essence as resources for the Tao seeds. When the Tao seeds are perfected and the creation sprouts, I will reshape my true body and shed my old shell. In this way, will I be able to get rid of the forbidden method?"

"After all, the path I took was completely different from other cultivators. Although Yunxia Immortal Lord was a celestial immortal, he could not expect it. However, he could not underestimate the ability of the celestial immortal. He still had to think about it carefully..."

"It's another two thousand years. By the time I leave the customs next time, I'm afraid I'll have passed 20,000 years old. It's really a 20,000 years old... It feels like..."

The five flavors are mixed.

Every time Zhao Yu goes out of seclusion, he feels lonely. The monk must endure the suffering of loneliness, but like Zhao Yu, he has practiced for more than 17,000 years, but when he looks back, he is still alone and almost none. Although Zhao Yu has a sect, he still doesn’t know where he is.

Although he had wives and concubines, he died more than ten thousand years ago.

There are no descendants, except for a master, the ancestor Hunkong. If you think about it carefully, there is no extra person who even thinks about it.

This is roughly a kind of sorrow.

Zhao Yu pinched two clay men, one man and one woman three feet boy. Then he thought, and saw that clay men gradually became vital. The soil turned into flesh and blood, but at the last moment, it scattered into ashes.

"What a powerful forbidden method." Zhao Yu shook his head: "As long as I use my magical powers, the forbidden method will occur and I can't get around it."

Of course, there is also the reason why Zhao Yu had just entered this state and only felt the fur in the wonder of fate, which was not very powerful. But this is also the reason. If the dead objects can be transformed into false creatures under the suppression of the forbidden law, then this forbidden law is not a taboo.

Dead things create fate and dead things are all dead things, such as turning stones into gold. Living things create fate and living things are all living things, such as deposing people to livestock. It is even more difficult and profound to create dead things into living things. And it is also a fake living thing, not a real living thing.

Without a true spirit, it can only be regarded as a flesh-and-blood puppet, not a living creature.

Perhaps when practicing to a profound level, one can attract true spirits from the origin of the universe and create real creatures. But it is obvious that Zhao Yu is far from reaching that level.

"Forget it."

Zhao Yu shook his head. Seeing that he could turn bluestone into gold, he wanted to create two fake children, chattering, which was considered as a relief. But after all, it failed.

"It's better to practice. If you don't become a mortal, you won't leave the gate if you don't become a mortal."

......

The vast starry sky is faint and vast. Suddenly, a wave of turbulence is born. Many planets are in the waves, like fish rolled up by the waves, shaking and unable to help themselves.

Some monks were shocked and ran out of the planet with lights. Before they could react, they saw a large net suddenly sprinkled from the void.

The thunderous sound then vibrated the world: "Fairy Xianxia, ​​come in quickly!"

How big is this big net!?

He actually turned the starry sky into a sea, and the planets were like fish. They were captured in one net and they all entered the net!

The monks running out of the planet were shocked. Seeing the huge grid under the cover of the big net, they were about to escape from the grid, but where could they escape? The big net emitted a ray of light, sticking these monks to the grid, allowing the true person of the Yuanshen and the True Lord of the Earth Immortal to be like small insects that fell into the net, being touched by the spider web and could not move at all.

Only then did the shadow of a giant god appear in the void.

She is really a short jacket and cloth dress with disheveled hair. Just looking at her appearance, she is almost no different from the fisherman in the mortal world.

"Yuxianjun, I really don't want to be enemies with you."

The graceful and hazy figure of Xianxia Xianjun appeared in the net.

The immortal king looked comfortable and did not change his expression because he was in the net.

"I've seen the fairy."

The Fishing Fairy Lord smiled and said, "I don't want to be enemies with the fairy. But what can I do? Fairy, Immortal Lord wants to see you, so I will follow me to see you. If you don't go, I won't be able to explain to the fairy Lord."

Xianxia Xianjun shook his head gently: "Yu Qiandao wants to see me, so he will teach him to come and see me in person. Why don't he come?"

The Fishing Fairy Lord smiled and said, "Fairy, don't make things difficult for me. Fairy, be careful, I'm going to close the net."

Xianxia Xianjun said: "Let's wait."

"What else does the fairy have to say?"

The fishing immortal king beat him in his hand.

Xianxia Xianjun said, "I am not underestimating Yuxianjun. If a fellow Taoist is alone, I am afraid it is not my opponent. However, I heard that Yuxianjun and Hunting Immortal have always been Meng Buliu Jiao Buliu Meng. Hunting Immortal, come out quickly and hide it aside, which makes me disgusted."

When the Fishing Fairy Lord laughed, he heard this, "The fairy is also a wonderful person."

But he was clearly unmoved. He reached out to stir up the void and tightened the net, and he wanted to trap Xianxia Xianjun.
Chapter completed!