Volu 1 Chapter 1728 Tianwei Futon
Qin Yun walked around these spatial vortex passages. He discovered that each of these vortex passages led to different Immortal Dinsions, and so even led to the Mortal Dinsion.
"Could it be that it's just to find this blackstone?" Qin Yun thought of a possibility. He felt that these passageways were the passageways for a major power to search for blackstones in the various Immortal Dinsions.
"If I could enter the Immortal Dinsion, how good would it be to go back and take a look at the four won and Qin Po?" Qin Yun thought to himself.
With his current realm, it was impossible for him to return to the Immortal Dinsion. Unless he slashed his cultivation base, the mont he entered the Immortal Dinsion, he would be squeezed back by the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Immortal Dinsion.
This was also the reason why those who had descended to the Immortal Dinsion were only demigod cultivators.
Qin Yun sighed and gave up the yearning in his heart.
Once his initial universe reached the Great Perfection Realm, he would be able to ignore the oppression of the Laws of the Universe. At that ti, he would be able to go directly to the Immortal Dinsion to pick up the four ladies and the others.
Right now, the four won were living very well in the Immortal Dinsion. As long as they did not leave the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, there would be little danger. Secondly, they had already reached the Immortal Emperor Realm. Their cultivation levels were very high, and very few people could hurt them. Therefore, Qin Yun was not worried at all.
"I wonder which realm the old drunkard has traveled to?" Qin Yun thought to himself.
Qin Yun was a little worried that the old drunkard hadn't returned from his travels.
However, Qin Yun knew that the old drunkard was soone who had experienced a rebirth. In terms of thinking ability, he was more knowledgeable than others. Moreover, in Qin Yun's opinion, the old drunkard was likely to have returned to his hotown Earth.
Qin Yun threw away the distractions in his heart. Although he missed the old drunkard very much, he knew that he still had very important things to do now.
"Gu Gu!"
The little guy suddenly cried out, pointing a small claw in the direction of the high platform in front of him.
Only then did Qin Yun realize that there was a futon in this corner.
Qin Yun glanced at the futon, but he did not find anything special about it.
According to Qin Yun's thoughts, this should be just an ordinary prayer mat, it should be the place where a great power sat cross-legged while cultivating here.
"Gu Gu!"
The little guy shouted again and made an extrely humane gesture to sit down.
Qin Yun looked at the little guy in surprise and said, "You an to let sit on this futon?"
The little guy hurriedly nodded.
Qin Yun laughed, but he still sat on the futon according to the little guy's actions.
However, the mont Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, he felt completely different, as if he was sitting cross-legged on the summit of a huge mountain.
This mountain was frighteningly tall. If Qin Yun's guess was correct, this mountain should be Mighty Heaven Mountain.
"What exactly is going on?" Qin Yun suddenly stood up, and the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared. He returned to the inside of the tree again.
However, he tried a few more tis and discovered that it was the sa. Every ti he sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, he felt as if he was at the top of the Mighty Heaven Mountain, overlooking all living beings in all worlds.
Qin Yun was extrely shocked.
Could it be that this futon had sothing to do with Mighty Heaven Mountain?
"Kid, don't be shocked anymore. The rest of your futon is made from the leaves of an ancient tree on the summit of Tianwei Mountain. This ancient tree has grown on the summit of Tianwei Mountain for countless years. That's why you feel like you're sitting on the summit of Tianwei Mountain." Luo Bu's voice sounded in Qin Yun's mind.
"Made from the leaves of the ancient trees on the summit of Tianwei Mountain?" Qin Yun asked in surprise.
He hadn't expected that there would actually be an ancient tree at the summit of Mighty Heaven Mountain, and he hadn't expected that there would actually be soone who would use the leaves of this ancient tree to make a futon.
"But who exactly picked the leaves of this ancient tree?" Qin Yun asked in confusion.
"Hmph, take it off? Do you think you can reach the peak of Mighty Heaven Mountain by relying on the perfection of the Ancestor God?" Rob's voice rang out.
Qin Yun shook his head.
Although the Allheaven Perfection Ancestor God was strong, Mighty Heaven Mountain was the core of the entire universe. Apart from Mighty Heaven, there was probably no other person who could wait for the summit of Mighty Heaven Mountain.
"It's good that you know. These leaves were gathered by the person who refined the futon one by one. Every ten thousand years, a leaf floats down from the top of Tianwei Mountain. He gathered these leaves one by one and finally made this futon." Rob replied.
Qin Yun was dumbfounded.
A piece of ten thousand years old, how many tens of thousands of years would it take to collect? I'm afraid there are no less than a thousand leaves in this praying mat.
Also, since this person had refined it into a futon, why would he dump it here? Shouldn't he keep it like a treasure?
Qin Yun's heart was filled with confusion, but he also knew that this prayer mat had an indescribable use.
Sitting on this prayer mat, comprehending the true aning was a hundred or even a thousand tis faster than usual.
Thinking of this, Qin Yun was overjoyed.
Imdiately, he sat cross-legged on the prayer mat and began to comprehend the true aning of the spatial mirror image.
Buzz!
Qin Yun's entire body seed to be sitting cross-legged on the summit of Mighty Heaven Mountain. All of the Laws of True aning were completely under his feet.
In the distance was an illusory chaos, and the God Realm barriers were right in front of them.
This kind of feeling seed to be above everything else, controlling all the truths, laws, and mysteries.
Qin Yun's mind quietly fell silent as a spatial ripple ca from his body.
The surrounding space was like a broken mirror, split into pieces, and Qin Yun's figure beca even more illusory.
Ti passed bit by bit.
Qin Yun sat there for ten years.
During these ten years, he had completely imrsed himself in comprehending the true aning of the spatial mirror image.
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