" Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, Universe, Wilderness "
After the farce ended, Hongjun preached the Dao, and the Saints preached the Dao. Flowers fell, golden lotuses surged, and immortal music sounded.
At the same time, after Hongjun uttered the first word, all living beings in Untainted Land heard a " ding " sound from the bottom of their hearts. When the sound ended, they felt as if some shackles on their bodies had been broken. A relaxed feeling filled his body.
At this moment, in Pan Gu's heart, Pan Yi's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"Finally!"
After muttering, Pan Yi's aura suddenly soared. He circulated the Nine Revolutions Mystic Essence Art crazily, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards Pan Yi.
One cycle…
Two weeks…
....
Pan Yi's body is greedy. Pan Yi greedily absorbed the endless energy. Because of Pan Gu, he was not worried that his body would explode from absorbing too much energy.
For this reason, Pan Yi became more and more unrestrained, absorbing more and more spiritual energy.
After the endless spiritual qi poured into Pan Yi's body, it kept circulating along with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Energy Art. Most of the excess spiritual qi kept nourishing Pan Yi's body. With each circulation of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Energy Art, Pan Yi's body became more and more solid. The remaining spiritual qi went into the foundation of the Great Dao to help Pan Yi refine the Hong Meng Immortal Qi.
99 cycles
1999 cycles
2,999 cycles
....
Pan Yi seemed to know no fatigue, and he kept circulating the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art crazily. The spiritual energy in Pan Gu's heart didn't stop, and kept pouring into Pan Yi's body.
7,999 cycles
8,999 cycles
"Bang!"
After an unknown period of time, Pan Yi circulated the Nine Revolutions Mystical Energy Technique crazily. After 9,999 cycles, he successfully broke through to the sixth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mystical Energy Technique. Pan Yi's cultivation also reached the Early Stage of Sage-to-be.
Although he was only at the Early Stage of the Sage-to-be Realm, with Pan Yi's terrifying physical strength, he had comprehended more than 30% of the Law of Power and completely refined the God-Slaying Spear.
Pan Yi's current combat strength was definitely unrivaled among those below the Sage Stage. Even if his cultivation base did not improve any further, after tens of thousands of years, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Monster Race would be at the peak of the Sage-to-be Stage. With Feng's strength, he would at most be evenly matched with Pan Yi if he fought with the Bell of Primal Chaos.
"Finally, everything is ready. I only need to refine one of them!”
After the successful breakthrough, Pan Yi's aura was as deep as the ocean, as boundless as the earth, and as unpredictable as the sky.
Fortunately, there was no one else here except Pan Yi. Otherwise, even the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery or the Three Pure Ones would feel very depressed when they sensed Pan Yi's aura again, let alone other creatures.
After Pan Yi successfully broke through and became a Sage-to-be, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Purple Cloud Palace did not want to fall behind.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Purple Cloud Palace had always remembered Pan Yi's instructions.
While Hongjun was preaching, he crazily absorbed the golden lotuses condensed from boundless Dharmic powers to continuously strengthen his Dharmic powers and body.
At the same time, taking advantage of Hongjun's preaching and the clarity of the Heavenly Dao, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery kept comprehending the power of the laws in their bodies.
Then, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were pleasantly surprised to find that the effect of meditating in the Purple Cloud Palace for a day was better than meditating in Untainted Land for a year.
This discovery made the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery work even harder.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had deliberately made their own magic power thicker and thicker, and their grasp of the laws became clearer and clearer.
Logically speaking, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could break through the barrier of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and become a Sage-to-be. However, they still remembered what Pan Yi had said.
Pan Yi had once said that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery should suppress themselves from breaking through. Firstly, the more solid their foundation was, the higher their achievements would be in the future. Secondly, Hongjun's first sermon was about the path from the Mortal Realm to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm. The other Almighties in Untainted Land did not know the advancement above the Zenith Heaven Realm, nor did they know how to break through. The later the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery broke through, the later the Almighties in Untainted Land would know. By then, when the Almighties in Untainted Land knew about the Sage-to-be Realm, the foundation of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would be shocking and far beyond the level of the other Almighties.
It could be said that Pan Yi's plan was very successful.
Even Hongjun was a little conflicted after seeing the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery continuously absorb the golden lotus to polish their foundation. Should he pass down the method to become a Sage-to-be?
However, as time passed, Hongjun still did not find any signs that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were about to break through. He gradually relaxed and continued to follow the original rhythm.
With mental calculation, Pan Yi won both battles with Hongjun and Heaven Dao.
As for the other Senior Sorcerers of the Wu Tribe, they didn't understand Hongjun's preaching because they didn't have primordial spirits. At first, they had nothing to do. Later, when they saw the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's actions, they followed suit. In an instant, all the golden lotuses condensed by Hongjun were absorbed by the Wu Tribe, causing the other Demon Tribes and even the Almighties to not have any golden lotuses to absorb.
After all, the demons and the mighty people of the Untainted Land were very afraid of Hongjun. They did not dare to be arrogant in the Zixiao Palace, and they did not dare to take the initiative to absorb the golden lotus. In the end, it led to this embarrassing outcome.
Seeing this, Hongjun had no choice but to condense more golden lotuses to ease the awkward situation of the other mighty figures.
This state lasted for 999 years until the last year after Hongjun's first sermon.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could no longer suppress their cultivation.
At this moment, the twelve powerful auras suddenly erupted in the Purple Cloud Palace, shocking the other mighty figures who were still comprehending the Dao to open their eyes and look at each other.
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