Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 886 - 446: Seeds of the Cultivation Realm
After two more months of catalysis by the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth, these things have already formed the first batch of divine weapons of this era.
After this, each time the spiritual energy undergoes Nirvana, a new batch of divine weapons will emerge. However, these new weapons will lack a sense of depth, and even more the causality engraved during the creation of Heaven and Earth.
The man was a combat fanatic, obsessed with weapons even more than anything else, and he immediately rushed into the stone gate, ecstatic with delight.
His exclamation quickly attracted the attention of others, and after entering this place, everyone was instantly awed by the divine weapons here.
After going through a Nirvana, the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth was already enough to produce divine weapons, yet the time was short, and few cultivators studied magical artifacts.
For the time being, the magical artifacts outside were merely toys made by using some spiritual energy to change the material.
But the divine weapons here, each one had the power to destroy all things.
Such terrifying divine weapons should have been placed in a palace to be revered, but now they are casually placed in the stone gate, as if they were piles of garbage.
This scene was shocking and filled with a sense of curiosity.
Who exactly is the master of this place, and why waste treasures like this?
Among the crowd, Qing Wudi's eyes flickered slightly, and he quietly retreated from the group.
A few days ago, he too received an invitation. His original intention was to travel through the realms at this time, but for some reason, after wandering for a bit, he found himself at the point of the invitation, quietly arriving here.
He also felt puzzled, but he couldn't help but recall the young man from two months ago.
The other was about the same age as him, yet he was an ancient monster who had lived for a thousand years. However, the pure light in the youth's eyes proved that he was genuinely one of the short-lived ones.
Perhaps he shouldn't be called short-lived but rather an ordinary person who hasn't crossed the Death Gate's boundary.
With the opening of the Celestial Gate, people's understanding of the boundary between the Celestial Gate and the Death Gate has become much clearer.
The Celestial Gate and the Death Gate actually represent two different cultivation systems; those who break through the Death Gate practice the Life and Death Skill, the Reincarnation Dao, while those who break through the Celestial Gate cultivate the Heaven and Earth Technique, the Divine Power Dao.
It's hard to say which is stronger or weaker between the two, but they can be distinguished in order.
The era has developed to this point, and the Heaven and Earth Technique is needed to foster all things and strengthen the world's foundation.
Therefore, in an era rich in spiritual energy, one should cultivate the Heaven and Earth Technique.
The Reincarnation Technique, though mysterious and unpredictable, should at least wait until a thousand years later.
This reasoning stems from a model calculated by a cultivator, predicting that, based on the current era's spiritual energy and abundance of resources, the human world will undergo several more major explosive developments.
This era is striding forward, and people are far from reaching the world's limit.
Only after a thousand years, when the development of the human world slows down, issues of population and resource allocation will be brought to the table once more, and at that time, it will be the era of the Reincarnation Dao and the Magnetic Birth Technique.
Qing Wudi has waited a thousand years, and now he's finally witnessing the change of eras, yet not his era.
How can he accept this fact?
Others can enjoy the benefits of this era, and so can he!
So, he can't let go of this opportunity.
"Who is the master of this place? Could it be you?"
Qing Wudi pondered as he entered another stone gate palace.
But when he pushed open the door, he was surprised to find countless bottles and jars inside the stone gate, each containing an extremely precious elixir.
Many of these elixirs were treasures never seen before, with some capable of enhancing cultivation and others of enhancing special bodily transformations. What shocked Qing Wudi the most was that some of these elixirs could even alter the state of life and death.
The dead could come back to life, which is the ultimate principle of the Reincarnation Dao.
Yet now, an elixir sits quietly before him, seemingly mocking him and suggesting his arrogance.
The ultimate product of the Life and Death Dao that he dreamed of is right before his eyes.
If an elixir can casually change life and death, what is the point of their cultivation?
Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, and Qing Wudi's gaze gradually grew vacant.
For a moment, his spirit nearly collapsed.
Previously, within the stone gate, the burly man was awed by the divine weapons before him. Qing Wudi found him naive, yet now with elixirs before him, he finally understood why the man was so excited and thrilled.
Excitement and thrill are merely superficial.
The real reason is that their spirits are shaken, creating unease about their cultivation and path.
Though they were already the strong ones of this era, upon arriving here, they found everything they took pride in was just a farce.
Someone had long reached unfathomable places and didn't even bother to care about them.
Since that person doesn't care about them, why issue invitations to them?
"Look quickly, it seems there's someone ahead."
Just as Qing Wudi's spirit was about to collapse, and the desire for destruction surged in his heart, a voice suddenly rang out from outside.
Qing Wudi hurriedly walked outside, following the crowd's gaze, only to see a vague figure seemingly standing atop a stone pillar a kilometer away.
All were cultivators nearing the pinnacle of the Mystic Sect, and in just a moment, they ascended to the sky, flying towards the heavens.
Dozens of Mystic Sect experts simultaneously flew into the sky, some fast, some slow, but it only took a quarter of an hour before they all arrived atop the stone pillar.
On top of this stone pillar, there was at least a hundred meters of space, where a man in white stood, holding a compass in his hand.
"You have arrived."
The man glanced at them indifferently, then continued adjusting the compass in his hand, which released waves of enigmatic spiritual light, enveloping the surroundings and once again generating boundless spiritual energy.
At this point, even those slow to react realized this person was the master of this place.
As soon as he finished speaking, the compass in his hand changed once more, releasing a beam of spiritual light.
The light surged into the sky, and above the clouds at ten thousand meters, a phantom gradually appeared, coalescing into a map of mountains and seas.
"This is the Dragon Country map."
Someone exclaimed, recognizing at a glance that the map was identical to the Dragon Country's territory.
However, as soon as he spoke, more maps appeared around the Dragon Country map, showing overseas areas as well.
Following this, an even more shocking scene unfolded: beyond the overseas map, more regions emerged.
The previous map changes, although grand, at least encompassed the familiar world.
But now, as the map changed again, it no longer depicted the known world.
These maps displayed mountain ranges and rivers, but none of the regions were familiar.
"Where are these maps from?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
Lin Beichen heard this, glanced at him indifferently, and pointed to the earth below.
"Don't you think this world is too small?"
Following Lin Beichen's gaze, everyone observed the earth below, taking it all in.
They occupied an area over a thousand meters high. From this vantage point, looking down, the mountains spread out below, and cities were reduced to small boxes, like pieces of a puzzle.
The crowd looked on, complex expressions on their faces, though they didn't quite grasp the man's true meaning, they couldn't help but nod.
This world indeed felt too small; to continue living here, they needed to find a larger world.
But beyond the planet, where is the space?
Within the regions detectable by technological means, areas suitable for human habitation would have to be tens of light-years away, and whether they are actually suitable for habitation remains to be tested.
Gazing into the void of the cosmos, although stars abound, there was not a single one suited for their residence.
Amidst their contemplation, they heard the man's voice once again:
"If this planet is too small, why not make it a little bigger?"




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