Reverend Insanity: 851th: The eighth floor, heavenly path

This is a vast grassland.

Green grass, blue sky and white clouds.

There is no sun in the sky, but the light is bright.

There are many wildflowers, racing to bloom, complex and gorgeous.

A strong floral fragrance is floating in the air, and the gentle wind blows Fang Yuan's face.

Fang Yuan froze.

"This is the eighth floor of the Crazy Cave?" He couldn't help wondering.

According to the calculation of the three monsters, the last three floors of the crazy monster cave should be the seventh floor, and there are piles of traces everywhere. The scale of the eighth layer is bound to be larger than that of the seventh layer. On the ninth floor, there is an immortal array arranged by Wuji, and the core of this immortal array is the legendary Nine-turned Immortal Evolution!

But after Fang Yuan entered the eighth floor, he found that this place turned out to be a small world.

"Did I enter a blessed land?" Fang Yuan thought in his mind.

But immediately, he denied the conjecture.

He used investigative methods to express a subtle expression on his face: "This world seems unusual, and it is not a normal blessing. The world is a little ... thin."

Fang Yuan was thinking and heard a loud noise.

A huge crack runs down from the sky, like lightning, across the earth.

In a flash, Fang Yuan's hair flew up and the alarm bell rang!

This huge crack brought him a very strong sense of threat. He can be sure that as long as he is affected, he will probably die. Even if the counter-current shield is supported in time, I am afraid that it will not support a few breaths.

Fortunately, although the crack speed is extremely fast, it is not aimed at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan dodged smoothly, and then heard a clicking sound in both ears.

"This is the cry of this small world! It is collapsing and about to be destroyed." Fang Yuan's eyes were cold and he looked at all this indifferently.

The huge crack is constantly expanding and spreading. The small world seems to have been cut in half, and soon it is completely separated.

The blue sky, white clouds, and grass flowers are all swallowed up by cracks!

But there is nothing in the crack, like an extremely vicious and starving beast that is always hungry.

Fang Yuan's pupil shrinks: "This is the power of the virtual road, the fissure of the void!"

Seeing this, he quickly dispatched the means to cover himself.

The cracks forced him, but Fang Yuan did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to join in.

He entered the crack without any devastating blows.

The bunch of nothingness cracks that just started is very dangerous, but after the power spreads, Fang Yuan can barely contain himself.

Small worlds are getting less and less, and the voids in the middle are getting bigger and bigger.

Fang Yuan soared up the crack, and soon broke away from the scope of the small world and came to the outside world.

"Here it is!" The sight he saw made his body and mind shake.

He was like a water bug and suddenly came to the vast ocean. This ocean is nothing!

The vastness of nothingness, vastness and vastness, I do not know the margins. Fang Yuan was in the midst of it.

But he is not alone.

Accompanying him is the world of thousands!

These worlds are like colorful bubbles, some are taking shape, some are growing, and some are destroying.

The small world Fang Yuan was just in is destroying. In a short time, it only left two crescent-shaped fragments.

The shock of my heart made Fang Yuan open his mouth slightly for a while, speechless!

He suddenly realized that this is the true face of the eighth floor.

The seventh layer is a mass of traces, and the eighth layer is an infinite nothingness. In this nothingness, thousands of worlds are living and dieing at all times!

"Oh? This is!" Fang Yuan caught a movement in the fundus.

The little world he just came into is completely destroyed, but there is only a long white silk thread left.

This thread, even if it is nothing, cannot be destroyed, it is very tough.

It's a road mark!

Although it's just a track mark, it's extraordinary, flashing the track mark halo.

"What kind of trace is this?" Fang Yuan had never seen such a trace, and he couldn't help but focus his attention.

Obviously, this trace is extremely extraordinary.

Because of the previous small world, there must be a road in the world, a road in all things, a road in the earth, a road in the flowers, a soil road in the grass, and a cloud road in the white clouds.

But none of these traces existed, they were all destroyed by nothingness, and only this translucent white silk trace was left.

From this trace, Fang Yuan saw Yu Dao, noticed Zhou Dao, tasted the wooden road, and sensed Yun Dao.

"What genre is this? Do you have an all-encompassing appraisal?" Fang Yuan was surprised, and suddenly thought, and thought of the answer.

"I see, this is heaven!"

"Taodao of the Tao of Heaven !!"

When he ran on the seventh floor before, he was still weird: he had seen all kinds of traces, including dream trails and other brand-new traces. But it lacks two kinds of marks.

A kind of humanity, a kind of heaven.

Fang Yuan has seen humane marks, but he has never seen them for the first time.

"The rest of the Dao marks have disappeared and been destroyed. Only the Dao marks of Tian Dao ... what does this foreshadow?" Fang Yuan stared at the Tian Dao marks closely.

Silk thread-like traces of heaven, as if drifting in the wind, sparkling with bright white awns, its posture deeply attracted Fang Yuan's eyes.

Fang Yuan is cautious and doesn't try to attack this road mark.

He followed the track mark, and after a while, the void in front of him suddenly changed.

Undercurrent surging, a vortex suddenly formed, and swallowed up this heavenly path mark.

The Tao mark persisted for a moment in the vortex of nothingness, and suddenly collapsed.

For a moment, the vortex of nothingness seems to be infected with colorful, and it becomes a crazy wheel of colorful paint.

Not long after the whirlpool's rotation, a light sound of a wave suddenly exploded.

The nothingness of this place returns to peace. But there was a blue-white bubble in the place, but it was born out of nothing.

This bubble is very tiny at first, only the small finger of Fang Yuan is large, but soon, it keeps expanding and its volume expands violently.

Fang Yuan used investigative methods to see, and he was shocked to find that this blue-and-white bubble was just a small world just created. In the small world, the land is expanding, the sky is spreading, and everything is following a wonderful law that is undergoing dramatic changes.

After dozens of breaths, this small world has grown to a scale that Fang Yuan can enter.

The growth speed of the small world has slowed down, and everything inside has gradually stabilized.

Fang Yuan enters it.

This small world is no longer what he saw before. Clouds flutter, and islands are suspended in the air. Around the world, there are countless huge blue vines, woven into each other's internal network.

"Although it is the same Taoist mark, the appearance of the small world has changed a lot." Fang Yuan was shocked, something was about to be realized, but he had not yet realized it, it was like a window paper .

Fang Yuan has a strong premonition. As long as he grasps this inspiration and realizes it, he will definitely be greatly improved. This improvement is a qualitative improvement!

So, he started staring closely at these small worlds, watching the small worlds continue to die.

He is deeply trapped in his body and mind, like a magic wand, unable to extricate himself.

"The seventh level of the Crazy Cave is the spawned Dao marks, but the eighth floor is the spawned world!"

"No, the derived world is just an appearance. What he actually wants to do is to derive the heaven and the road."

Fang Yuan carefully observed that after each round of birth and death of the small world, that heavenly path mark usually increased a part.

The actual situation is more complicated.

Sometimes, it ’s not just one heavenly track mark, the vortex of nothingness swallows around, it is likely that three or four heavenly track marks are swallowed at the same time.

After these heavens and roads are scattered, the small world formed is often broader, deeper and grows faster.

But after the destruction, there are often only one trace of heaven and earth, and at most two.

Concerning the total length, the total length of the previous three or four heavenly track marks is undoubtedly greater than the sum of the subsequent track marks.

"There are also breaks in the heavens and roads."

"Or, the traces of heaven and earth I have seen do not meet the standards of the Promise of Wuji."

"What he wants to create is a Taoist mark that meets his standards!"

So what kind of heavenly path marks will he create?

Fang Yuan's heart moved, he suddenly thought about the deduction of the three crazy monsters, the Promise, wanted to pursue eternal life, so he settled in the crazy cave in his old age, and wanted to find the right way.

"The Promise of Promise wants to pursue eternal life, but heaven does not allow it. It has been recorded in" Ancestry of Humanity "that fatal destiny stipulates that all things in the world must die and the soul returns to death."

What is destiny?

蛊 is the essence of heaven and earth.

Fate is essentially a piece of heaven!

"Wo Ji Mozun wants to live forever, so he can't get around the Tao of Heaven. He understands this, so he directly studies the Tao of Heaven and researches it." Fang Yuan guessed.

Wo Ji Mozun once attacked heaven, but he is not a demon outside the sky and cannot destroy his fate.

But he didn't give up, but instead he worked harder to face the difficulties. He wanted to find the reason why he couldn't destroy his fate, and he wanted to thoroughly understand the truth of heaven and earth!

So ambitious!

This means!

Even Fang Yuan couldn't help admiring him.

"So how do I collect these Taoist marks?" Fang Yuan was distressed.

He tried a lot of methods and it was useless.

There was even a hunch in his heart telling him: Even if he took the thief's nest now, he couldn't take these heavenly road marks.

The thief's nest, however, was broken after eight rounds of stealing the fairy house. This fairy array is obviously nine turns, and it is arranged by the Promise.

"I should go straight to the fairy array!" Fang Yuan was in trouble again.

Because he doesn't know at all, where is the ninth floor going!

In the first seven floors of the Mad Monster Cave, the path is very clear, but in the eighth floor, Fang Yuan is in the vastness of nothingness, without any signs and clues. How exactly do you get to the ninth floor?

Fang Yuan has no idea what direction to choose.

He only drifts aimlessly.

I don't know how long, he accidentally discovered a world.

"This world is by far the largest world I've seen. But it's clear that it's about to be ruined. Go ahead and have a look." Fang Yuan got into this world.

"Meet the saints!" There is a creature in this world. When I saw Fang Yuan, I immediately worshiped and was extremely excited.

"Sage, are you trying to save the world and build a dojo?"

"Sages, please accept me as a disciple, please accept me as a disciple!"

These creatures are cloud-like bodies, resembling human figures, with noses and eyes, and chattering in their mouths.

"Sage?" Fang Yuan frowned, immediately realizing the significance of this, "So, are there any other saints like me?"

"Yes. There is a saint with a blue shirt and a white belt, who grows lotus step by step, creating the Qinglian dojo."

"There is a saint, barefooted in yellow clothes, kind and kind, and has kept the loess world."

"There is also a saint with a fierce appearance and a burly majesty. He raises his hands and throws thousands of beasts. He has created a wild world!"

These cloud people scrambled to tell Fang Yuan.