The heavens preach

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The frog at the bottom of the well does not see the blue sky, which is both sad and fortunate.

……

……

Beyond the endless, deep, dark universe.

Small bubbles can be vaguely seen, like fireflies in the dark night, flickering slightly.

Dispersed, more or less.

Those bubbles are one after another Hunyuan Great Universe.

Among them, there are many heavens and universes.

It's just that in this endless and deep dark ocean, they are like fireflies at night, insignificant.

Darkness and profundity are the absolute themes that never change.

Chen Xixiang passed through the storm of time and space, and he was like a little "firefly" in the dark ocean. Turning around and looking back, there was darkness, and only above the endless darkness was there light.

The light was dazzling.

Compared with Chen Xi's 'Hunyuan' who was as small as a firefly, the light above his head was like a vast sun.

"Fellow Taishang, are you here?"

Suddenly, in the vast multi-dimensional light, there was a voice familiar to Chen Xixiang from the imprint of Tai Chi Diagram, with the ancient and distant in the vicissitudes of life, empty and vast, like the incarnation of eternity.

It was... Hongjun!

And he actually called himself, fellow daoist!

Just the moment after the voice appeared, the sun-like light flashed suddenly, covering Chen Xixiang inside...

Followed by.

The scene around Chen Xixiang changed, and a stone platform appeared in his sight. The surroundings seemed to be in some kind of palace, and three people were seated in the front, back, left, and right of the stone platform...

One, one emperor, one commoner.

The three of them sat in a triangle, and on the stone platform was a game of chess.

Chen Xixiang stared at the chess game, and fell silent for a while.

I saw that on the chessboard, each chess piece is a Hunyuan universe, and the size is settled.

"Is this the struggle of diversity?"

With the universe as its child and the diversity as its plate, the so-called multi-diversity dispute, presented in such an elegant event as chess, is actually a little bit...

amiable.

Chapter 575

The endless dimension, the time and space of the heavens, is formed by the long river of time and space running through it. It is the whole picture left by the mighty years and rushing through the world.

In addition to the separate time and space, there are other different time and space variables, which are intricate and entangled with each other. Each time and space river is drawn out independently, and it is a true and independent universe destiny for one party.

They all really exist.

It exists on a three-foot-square chessboard in the palace that Chen Xixiang sees at this moment.

A small chessboard, one piece after another was dropped on it.

It seems to be like Go, with the connection of each Hunyuan master as 'Qi', the breath is connected together, and it evolves into several big dragons on the chessboard.

Diverse dragons!

Chen Xixiang stared at the chessboard slightly.

"Fellow Taishang, are you still seated?"

A majestic voice with a touch of vicissitudes came from a gray-robed Taoist on the left hand side of the chessboard.

The Daoist Taoist robe is simple, like a chaotic airflow, without variegated colors, like a vast gray in the chaos, like the deep original appearance of the heavens before the multi-dimensionality was opened.

He is Hongjun!

The appearance is recorded in the inheritance of the previous Taiqing sage in the Taiji diagram.

"Fellow……"

It's just that Chen Xixiang was a little surprised by Hongjun's title.

He turned his mind a little bit, with one hand behind his back and the other in front, he stepped forward naturally.

It's not that he surrendered his identity in his mind, it's simply because it is limited to the great time and space, the Sanqing in this time and space is transformed by Pan Gu, and Pan Gu is the great disciple of Hongjun.

When Hongjun saw himself as the 'Taishang', he didn't call him a disciple, but a Taoist friend...

Among them, Chen Xixiang vaguely smelled something unusual.

But since the other party is willing to be called peers, Chen Xixiang naturally doesn't mind. On the contrary, if he is not a peer, he is still not happy.

"Presumably this is Zixiao Palace?"

Before Chen Xixiang came to the chessboard, he spoke calmly.

hum~~

In front of the chessboard, the air of endless time and space lingers, and a stone chair is condensed.

Chen Xixiang sat down and looked at the other two people. One was wearing a royal robe, with a majestic and majestic body, and he looked like an eternity-swallowing image.

The last one is the big man in commoner clothes, with an upright body and a bronze complexion, looking at Chen Xixiang with a slight smile and kindness.

"Who are the two of them, there should be no need for an old Taoist to introduce you to Taishang Daoist."

Hongjun smiled lightly.

"I'm going to Hongmeng." The big man in civilian clothes smiled and cupped his hands at Chen Xixiang.

As for the king in imperial robes, he seemed unwilling to speak more, and just stared at the chess game indifferently.

Needless to say, Chen Xixiang knew who this king was.

That Li Tang overlord saint.

"Fellow Daoist has a great cause and effect with him. The Li surname is the same, and you are the ancestor. Although this cause and effect does not hinder him, after all..."

As if waiting for the sage Li Tang to settle down, Hongjun said a little more.

Chen Xixiang understood immediately.

It turned out to be the reason.

Hongjun said again: "The old Taoist doesn't mind this, although fellow daoist used to be a great disciple of the old Taoist sect, the old man vaguely guessed the true roots of fellow daoist, so he would like to call you your peer. "

heard here.

Chen Xixiang slightly raised his eyebrows, showing some interest, and asked:

"Friend Hongjun, do you know me?"

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The topic changed suddenly.

Even Saint Li Tang on the other side of the chessboard raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Hongjun with some strangeness.

Immediately.

He looked carefully at Chen Xixiang.

This person?

There are other roots?

"I see."

Suddenly, Saint Li Tang's eyes narrowed, as if he had rediscovered something, and said to Hongjun:

"I should have thought a long time ago that he is the only person who has roots in my holy Tang Dynasty and your Hongjun Great Desolation. If it is said that after we entangled with you, we have reflected a common soul in each other's parallel time and space. , that’s because now our Dao has evolved into a ‘one game’ on this game of chess, and he…”

"But before Hong Huang and Zhen Tang merged, they existed in two time and space at the same time."

"This means..."

The sage Li Tang looked at Chen Xixiang with a subtle look in his eyes:

"Whether it's my Shengtang or Hongjun's Honghuang, they are all the real shadows of this person, and the character who can have dao marks in different time and space, his real body should be..."

"A certain statue above diversity."

At this moment, the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace suddenly became suppressed.

However, on the other hand, Chen Xixiang didn't seem to have any emotional changes.

I didn't feel too much impact from these words of the sage Li Tang. Diversity is already at the peak of the fifth step, and the next step is the sixth step. He can have a faint feeling for the next step. The purpose of coming.

Hongjun laughed when he heard the words, and looked at Chen Xixiang, saying:

"This is also the reason why the old Taoist is willing to call fellow daoists in the same generation, and fellow daoists themselves seem to be aware of this. Now, can you tell the old daoists the real names of fellow daoists?"

Behind these words.

It's just that I didn't say it directly: I have already seen that although you have the same name as Honghuang Taishang, you have nothing to do with my great disciple of Honghuang.

When Chen Xixiang heard the words, he didn't reply immediately, instead he glanced at the pieces on the chessboard in front of him.

It is found that the chess pieces on the board are divided into three colors.

Gold, gray, yellow.

The three colors represent the golden Hongmeng, the gray Hongjun, and the yellow Litang sage.

But the colors on the chess pieces are very mottled, and many of the chess pieces have multiple colors, which means that those chess pieces are being fought by three people at the same time.

"Is my real name..."

There is still more than half of the space on the chessboard, and it seems that Chen Xixiang can also make a move. He looked at the chessboard and responded with a light smile:

"In his early years, his surname was Chen, and his Taoist name was Taishang."

heard.

"Is Mrs. Chen on?"

Hongmeng on the opposite side raised his head and said with a smile: "This is because the name of a certain Hongmeng universe has the same effect."

Give up the name and call it the title.

This is also the habit of his Hongmeng time and space. He asked his second and third younger brothers to remove their common names and call each other their dao names, so they got the names of Lin Meng and Qin Meng.

And opposite this person.

Chen is the surname, and Taishang is the Taoist name.

Probably the same reason.

"Chen Taishang, sure enough, adding the word "Chen" in front makes it substantially different from my disciple Taiqing Daode Tianzun."

Hongjun smiled lightly and said:

"Nowadays, the old Taoist generally guesses that although the Taoist friends have different time and space roots, they are not actually the real body of the multi-dimensional body, but are closer to the senior disciples of the old Tao. The multi-dimensional body... should be It is to remove the word 'Chen'..."

An understatement.

Hongjun reveals what is beyond Da Luo...

Really great.

"Hongjun deserves to be Hongjun, to have such a clear understanding."

"Since you can guess this point, you might as well guess again, whether you have one more than the multiple..."

Chen Xixiang asked with a faint smile:

"You don't know... the real body?"

In Zixiao Palace, the atmosphere became slightly depressed again.

"The old man's real body?"

Hongjun's expression didn't seem to change.