Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World Chapter 482

  Chapter 482 Blue Star's secret? False and true!

  The desolate and ancient planet hangs quietly on the top of this altar, exuding a barren and vicissitudes of life.

  You can clearly see the reinforced concrete buildings above, the spacious and quiet asphalt roads, and the mountains layered on top of each other.

  The entire planet is too dead, almost without any breath of life.

   It looks very close, but in fact, I don't know how far away it is.

  Yang Fang and Mo Jun's hearts were pounding, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

  For the first time, they felt suspicious of life.

   "Blue Star...how could it be Blue Star?"

  Yang Fang muttered to himself.

   "Impossible, impossible..."

  The Demon Lord frowned tightly.

   Could it be this planet chosen by them, and this little-known secret?

   "Monarch, what's going on?"

  Yang Fang's tone sank, and he asked.

   "I don't know either. When we arranged the blue star, we didn't realize how weird it was at all. We just saw that its position in the starry sky is relatively hidden."

  The Demon Lord shook his head directly.

  Who would have thought that this planet actually appeared here?

  This is an endless burial!

  In this weird place full of endless secrets and countless legends, Blue Star is enshrined high here. If there is no problem, no one will believe it!

  Yang Fang frowned when he heard the words of the Demon Lord. In the end, he directly activated the Celestial Eye God-Seed and the Karma God-Seed, and began to watch the planet carefully.

  Even the Demon Lord used a great supernatural power and began to stare.

  The black phantom on one side frowned.

  Although he has never been to Blue Star, and he doesn't know what this planet represents, but at this moment, he is keenly aware of the strangeness of this planet.

  Although it is very bleak and desolate, there is an invisible aura of good fortune extending from the sky, full of endless and long-lasting feelings.

   "Something seems wrong with this planet?"

  The black phantom said to himself.

  Under the careful gaze of Yang Fang and the others, gradually, the high-altitude planet began to change, and the earthy light on the surface flickered, as if some kind of illusion had occurred.

   Next!

  The three showed surprise.

  I saw that this planet was slowly changing, and it suddenly turned into a huge land, with a hazy appearance, filled with colorful rays of light, and the breath of life suddenly became more intense, as if it had completely transformed into a boundless and vast world.

  Even through this colorful glow, you can vaguely see the interior of the land. There are mountains and rivers everywhere, waterfalls flowing, virgin forests, and birds of prey flying...

   Huge animal shadows, each tens of meters high...

  A wild scene.

  However, this kind of picture is extremely blurry, as if separated by an endless space, it is difficult to see through.

   In a blink of an eye, all this disappeared again.

  The land shrouded in seven colors of light once again turned into a barren and dilapidated blue star. There are reinforced concrete buildings in the surface area, standing quietly and desolate.

  The three gasped for air at the same time, their hearts were shocked, and they looked at each other.

   "Just now that was..."

  Yang Fang felt deeply incredible.

  The blue star suddenly transformed into a huge land?

   "An ancient continent of life, why? Why is this happening? Could it be that there really exists a secret that we have never broken in the place we set up?"

  The devil muttered.

  At the beginning, they carefully inspected the blue star before setting it up. At that time, the blue star was still in a pristine state, and there were things called "dinosaurs" everywhere.

Although they didn't know how this creature was formed, they didn't know why this creature was so big and its strength was so weak, but they still destroyed it decisively, and then began to arrange blue stars and evolved into humans .

  But now the blue star has changed and turned into an ancient continent.

  In the depths of the ancient continent, countless savage behemoths reappeared.

   This made him have to be shocked.

   Could it be that all the dinosaurs on Blue Star came from that ancient continent?

   Could it be that the blue star they saw was just a corner of that ancient continent?

  Blue Star's real face is actually that ancient continent?

  If you put it this way, wouldn't their arrangements back then be just a child's play in the eyes of some caring people?

   "Projection, this... seems to be a projection..."

  Suddenly, the black phantom on one side murmured and spoke in shock.

   "Projection? What do you mean?"

  Yang Fang quickly looked at the black phantom.

   "This planet is not real, it is... just the projection of the ancient continent formed under the broken line of cosmic light..."

   he said in shock.

"What?"

  Yang Fang and Mo Jun were both taken aback.

  The blue star is the projection of that ancient continent?

How can this be?

Suddenly, the demon king seemed to react, his heart was shocked, and he said: "I know, no wonder so many giant creatures appeared on this planet countless years ago, they are all projections, projections of those giant beasts just now, So explain why they're so big and so weak, because they...are not real at all."

  Yang Fang's mind roared and buzzed.

   This simply overturned his cognition.

  The dinosaurs on Blue Star are all projections?

   What about humans?

   What about themselves?

   "If the entire blue star is a projection, then what am I? What are the humans with me?"

  Yang Fang murmured.

The Demon Lord was shocked, and obviously thought of this question, he looked at Yang Fang with a pair of eyes, and said: "It stands to reason that you and those humans on the blue star were deliberately created by us using the power of Dao Fruit. However, if the entire Blue Star is false, then you are probably all projections too!"

  This conclusion is unbelievable even to himself.

  Back then, he, Sword Demon, Gu Buddha, Yinquan and other six people jointly laid out Blue Star, but the place where he laid out was always the projection of an ancient continent.

  If Yang Fang and others are also projections, it means that their layout is a complete failure.

  From beginning to end, they were blinded by a stronger force.

  Including later when they absorbed Blue Star and all living beings, this was also a loneliness.

  Because what they attract are projections.

  Yang Fang was surprised by the words of the demon king again, and looked at his own flesh and blood.

  He can clearly feel that he has flesh and blood, thoughts, and independent personality.

  Is he really a projection?

"If you want to determine whether it is a projection, you only need to enter the ancient continent to understand. Once the illusory projection enters the real world, it will disappear automatically, just like the shadow in the water. Once it comes out of the water, it can no longer be seen. maintain."

  The black phantom opens.

  He has seen a lot and lived for countless years. He knows that although the projection is evil, it has happened in the distant years.

  The projections of some superpowers will be full of good fortune, and then under the influence of the rules of the universe, they will naturally evolve into life.

   It's just that these lives are very short, and a lifetime is spent in mediocrity.

   From this point of view, they are no different from independent beings.

   Even if you die, you will die silently.

  But once they see their own body, or see something projecting themselves, they will quickly dissipate.

   "It means that I need to return to Blue Star again? Find that mysterious ancient continent?"

  Yang Fang's mind roared, and he spoke.

  The Demon Lord suddenly took a deep breath and said, "It's best not to go back. If you are really just a projection, you will definitely dissipate the moment you enter the ancient continent."

   "That's right, it's best not to go back."

  The black phantom said in a deep voice.

  He actually still had some words to say.

  Once these projections are strong enough to threaten the main body, it is very likely that the main body will be wiped out...

  Yang Fang's mind was extremely messy. He only felt that what he saw and heard today completely subverted his understanding and exceeded his imagination.

  Decades of worldview collapsed.

   Feeling unacceptable to the whole person.

  Suddenly, he remembered something again, and his face changed rapidly.

"If I am really a projection, then Cheng Tianye, Ren Jun, Chen Shiyan, Ye Xuan... must also be projections, that is to say, their bodies and mine have a long history in that ancient continent people···"

   He was talking to himself.

   This guess is terrible.

  He didn't want to guess anymore, otherwise it would be futile to increase the pressure on himself.

  Yang Fang took a deep breath, and his power was running over and over again, forcing himself to calm down.

  Suddenly, he withdrew his gaze from the abandoned blue star and landed on the two stone tablets at the top of the altar. His eyes were solemn, and he fixed on the two ancient stone tablets.

   "Regardless of whether it is a projection or not, it is useless to think so much now. Only by strengthening ourselves can we survive the future changes."

  Yang Fang said firmly, "Go, go and see those two steles!"

  He jumped and flew towards the top of the altar.

  However, his brows were frowned as soon as he swept out.

There is an extremely powerful restraining power on the entire altar, which automatically suppresses all true qi and laws. Fortunately, his physical body is strong enough, and the origin of chaos erupts, and his qi and blood rise like a volcano, continuously skimming towards the top.

  The demon king and the black phantom all followed closely, falling towards the top together.

   Soon, their bodies landed firmly on top of the altar.

   Here, you can see the blue star above your head more clearly.

   You can also feel more clearly the vast and majestic aura surging down from above, boundless, as if it wants to crush the human body.

  Yang Fang couldn't help but glanced at the top of his head again, and the question he had before his death came up again in his heart.

   "Why is the endless burial ground enshrining Blue Star? Could it be that this endless burial ground also has a mysterious and unknown connection with that ancient continent?"

  How many secrets are there in this world?

  What he knows is constantly being overturned, and the truth of things is being reversed back and forth.

  What is real?

  He turned to look at the two steles in front of him.

Looking at the stele at a close distance, I can see the stele in front of me is hazy, as if there are countless chaotic spaces, which directly gives people a sense of spiritual dizziness. Countless runes are drilling towards the bottom of the eye, and each one The runes are all mysterious and difficult to see through, as if separated by a fog.

   "The complete holy book and the complete book of destiny need to be carefully comprehended, hurry up and comprehend!"

  The black phantom was short of breath, and quickly sat down cross-legged.

  The Demon Lord sat down immediately.

  Yang Fang didn't hesitate anymore, and sat in front of the two ancient steles, looking at the steles for comprehension.

  Boom!

  In his mind, the sound roared, like a brass big Lu vibrating, and mysterious and mysterious voices began to pour into his ears continuously.

  Yang Fang fell directly into an epiphany.

  Time goes by little by little.

  The bodies of the three people were all motionless, as if they had been petrified.

  They are contemplating the stele wholeheartedly.

  However, with this comprehension, one can immediately see the potential of the three people, as well as the relationship between the three people and the stele.

  Even if it is as strong as the Demon Lord and the Demon Shadow, it has only comprehended about one-third of these two steles, and it will be difficult to continue comprehending any further.

  Forcibly comprehending it, you will only feel confusion in your mind, turbulent energy and blood, and indescribable pain in your body.

  In the end, the Demon Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and ugly, and his teeth were clenched together.

   "Damn it, how did this happen? The perception was cut off halfway, and I can't continue!"

  He was extremely unwilling, and hurriedly regrouped his mind, and was about to realize it.

   "Don't waste your efforts in vain. The Nine Great Fate Books have extremely high requirements for aptitude. You have reached the limit. If you continue to comprehend, it will hurt the source, and it will be harmful instead of beneficial to you!"

  Suddenly, the words of the black phantom came out.

  His aura is also very chaotic, just like the Demon Lord, he has only realized one-third of it, and he can't continue.

   "Could it be that my qualifications are so unbearable?"

  The Demon Lord has a gloomy face.

  He is the unrivaled demon king, the most dazzling star since the age of ancient gods. Even the **** kings of the heavens were overshadowed by him, and he can be called the best among all powers.

  For a character like him, how could his aptitude be poor?

   "Believe it or not, it is a doomed fact that you cannot comprehend the stele, so don't try again."

  The black phantom continued to persuade.

  Even as strong as a saint, he only mastered half of the life book and half of the holy book. It can be seen that this kind of stele requires aptitude.

   "What about Yang Fang? Why can Yang Fang continue to understand?"

  The Demon Lord spoke gloomily, staring closely at Yang Fang in front of him.

  At this moment, Yang Fang was still motionless, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture, his breath was empty, and he was trying his best to comprehend the content on the stone tablet. Pieces of supreme Dao sounds poured into his mind, and were constantly accepted by his brain.

  At this moment, he felt that his spirit seemed to have come to an endless void, the entire void was filled with a vast and vast atmosphere, and bursts of mysterious insights poured into his heart continuously.

  At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

  His spirit is constantly accepting all kinds of magical methods from the endless void.

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  Finally, his spirit gradually woke up, and he felt that the voices from all directions had weakened a lot, and then he slowly opened his eyes, startled inwardly.

   At this moment, his spirit has come to an extremely dark world.

  The sky and the earth are vast, filled with thick lead-gray clouds, the sky is dark, and the environment is bleak, like a bottomless abyss, or an ancient battlefield for killing gods.

   An indescribable breath surged here.

   "Where is this? How could my spirit appear here? I have just been here to comprehend the heavenly scriptures?"

  Yang Fang looked surprised, and looked in all directions.

  Suddenly!

  His face froze, and he noticed that in the leaden gray thick clouds in front of him, there was a faint light of blood, and the blood was dazzling, even the thick dark clouds couldn't cover it.

  He frowned, became extremely vigilant, and walked forward.

   Soon, he showed surprise.

   In front of him, a huge pool of blood appeared. The pool was full of glaring blood, shining brightly, as if it had just flowed out of the human body.

  In the blood pool, a skinny old man was lying in it, floating above the blood pool.

  His body is immortal, wearing a golden battle armor, and his whole body has an indescribably ancient and decaying atmosphere, as if he has existed for an unknown number of years.

   "A corpse... how come, what is this place?"

  Yang Fang murmured, staring carefully at the corpse in the pool of blood.

   But at this time!

  An extremely terrifying scene happened, and the hairs all over his body stood up instantly.

  The skinny old man in the pool of blood opened his eyes slowly at this moment, and the whole gray world suddenly rolled dry, as if affected by an invisible force.

   It was as if a huge black curtain slowly covered the sky, making a rumbling sound, and the whole world went dark in an instant.

   Only Yang Fang and that weird old man are left in the world.

  In an instant, all the hairs on Yang Fang's body stood on end, his heart was terrified, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body quickly backed away, but he soon discovered something even more horrifying.

  That is, his body couldn't move, as if he was controlled by a mysterious force.

   Just at this time.

  The other party's eyes finally opened completely, scarlet and cold, deep and endless, like two blood-colored lakes, and seemed to be connected to the bottomless ghost.

  Under these eyes, Yang Fang suddenly felt a transparent body, and the Taoist body in his body seemed to feel the danger, moved slightly, and turned into an invisible air flow rushing towards the transparent panel.

   "It's been countless years, and has a second person broken into this place? You are not a saint, and your aptitude is not bad, but you can actually comprehend the heavenly scriptures I left behind... eh? Are you another person who practiced falsehood?"

  The skinny old man uttered vicissitudes of life and ancient voices, looking at Yang Fang with a pair of blood-colored eyes, he raised a finger and was about to tap it down.

  Yang Fang's pupils instantly shrank into a vertical line.

  But at the moment when the other party was about to click on it, he suddenly stopped again, and continued to utter the ancient vicissitudes of life voice, saying: "Forget it, turning the fake into the real is also my own ability. It is fate to be here."

  Chick!

  His fingers flicked in the void, and a strange rune emerged, which quickly solidified and turned into a palm-sized black jade pendant.

   "If one day you can turn the fake into the real, with this jade pendant, you can come to me!"

   Poof!

  The jade pendant flew out and automatically fell into Yang Fang's hands.

  The next moment, Yang Fang's spirit flew upside down, as if caught in a bottomless whirlpool, spun violently, and returned to his body in a blink of an eye.

  As soon as he returned, he was panting heavily, his lungs were wheezing, as if he had turned into a tattered bellows, his face was pale, and he was extremely terrified.

  A black ancient jade pendant really appeared in his hand.

  The experience just now made him unbelievable.

  As soon as Yang Fang woke up, the Demon King and the black phantom quickly looked over.

   "Yang Fang, what's the matter, how much have you learned?"

   "Your breath is messy, hold your breath and concentrate, don't think too much!"

  The two spoke quickly.

  Yang Fang took a deep breath, directly operated the Xuan Gong, and began to try to calm down his inner fluctuations. After a long time, he finally recovered slowly.

  At this moment, his mind is already full of endless information.

  90% of the fate book!

  Ninety percent of Daoist scriptures!

   Only the last 10% is missing, and it is completely complete!

   But it wasn't what really disturbed him, what disturbed him was the words of the skinny old man.

   Practice false into true!

  He said that he is "another person who turns the fake into the real"?

   "What is practicing fake to true? Am I really fake?"

  Yang Fang murmured, his mind was extremely chaotic, and he felt a sense of uncertainty about his future.

  What is the purpose of my all-time hard work?

  What is the purpose of my own hard struggle?

   All along, he has regarded the saint as his worst enemy, and everything he does is to get rid of the final liquidation of the saint.

  Can you tell yourself now that you are a fake?

  This feeling made him feel cold all over, his mind was chaotic, and he felt like he was looking up to the sky and screaming.

   "Yang Fang, Yang Fang, what are you talking about?"

  The Demon Lord opened his mouth to ask, and realized that Yang Fang's state was not right.

   "Brother Yang Dao, what have you been through?"

  The black phantom also spoke in a concentrated voice, and said, "Could it be that you suffered a spiritual injury on the way to enlightenment?"

Yang Fang smiled, shook his head lightly, stood up from the ground, and said: "Spiritual wound? I'm not that fragile yet, I just suddenly discovered something that makes me desperate and terrible? Practice false into truth, someone Saying that I am practicing fakes to make them real, does this imply that I am really a fake?"

"What?"

   Both the Demon Lord and the black phantom were taken aback.

   Someone sent a sound transmission to Yang Fang?

When did this happen?

  How do they not know?

But soon the black phantom's complexion sank, he stared at Yang Fang very solemnly, and said: "Yang Dao, if this setback can break you, you are not worthy to stand in the united front with me, no matter it is true or not. Well, it doesn't matter if it's fake, but that person actually said that you [practice the fake to become real], which means that sooner or later you will be completely real. If you don't even have the courage to do so, then you don't need to find a saint. It is your final destination to die here!"

  His tone was indifferent, and he stood up long, with a surge of breath in his body, and he had an extremely profound feeling.

  Yang Anxin sank his head, and instantly heard what he meant from his words, and the light in his eyes burst out.

good!

  Practice false to true...Practice false to true...

  The mysterious old man acquiesced that he could turn the fake into the real, which means that sooner or later, he will become completely real.

  He raised his head and looked towards the blue star high in the sky, his eyes regained their depth and infinity, like a peerless saint with unparalleled aura.

   "In the dark, no matter who my body is, from now on, you are me, I am me, you and I have nothing to do with each other. One day, I will remake Blue Star and bring everything back to zero."

  He talked to himself, as if he was sending out Hongyuan.

  Crack!

  On the ancient altar, dozens of thick blood-colored lightnings appeared in an instant, and fell in all directions.

   It was as if his words had touched some kind of invisible taboo, causing turmoil in the world!

   Ask for a monthly pass!

  Seeking support~

  (end of this chapter)

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