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Chapter 655 Thousands of Worlds, Infinite Heavens(2/2)

At this point, Yan Qingyang has eliminated all dangers in the Zodiac Palace.



On the long river of time, Yan Qingyang's Nascent Soul body slowly opened its eyes, looking far away to another unknown place infinitely far away.

At some point, a thin figure with a tall crown and long beard holding a whisk suddenly appeared there.

But it was another strange Nascent Soul monster.

"I never thought that a Nascent Soul monk could be born again in this desolate mortal world, and that his cultivation level could reach the middle stage. How wonderful."

The strange old man crossed the huge distance in a few steps and came to Yan Qingyang. He smiled and said, "I am a poor Taoist, Long Dengzi, but I don't know who my friend is?"

"Just call me Qingyangzi."

Yan Qingyang looked at this strange monk whose cultivation was also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and asked curiously, "Fellow Taoist Long Dengzi, I don't know what you mean by the so-called mortal realm?"

"All the universe, time, space, past and future that you see around you all fall within the scope of the mortal world."

Long Dengzi explained nonchalantly, "The world of mortals that you and I are in right now is the smallest realm of the heavens among the immeasurable heavens - ten thousand feet of mortal world, and beyond that there are hundreds of thousands of feet of mortal world.

Millions of feet of mortal dust and so on."

"Ten thousand feet... the world of mortals?"

Yan Qingyang was stunned and said in confusion, "This sounds very antique. Then... how big is the specific scale of this world of mortals?"

"Hmm~"

Long Dengzi stroked his beard and pondered, and said, "If this vast world of mortals is expressed in mathematical language, it is a multi-dimensional universe in which the entire body has the number of e0 fixed points, both in terms of space and time span.

Collection entities.

As for the larger Hongchen of 100,000 feet, it is a multi-dimensional collective entity at the ζ0 fixed point level, while the Hongchen of 100,000 feet is a multi-dimensional collective entity at the fixed point level of eta.

Similarly, above millions of feet, there are still tens of millions of feet, hundreds of millions of feet, billions of feet, tens of billions of feet of mortal world, etc. By analogy, the levels of the realm of mortal world are endless.

And the huge world composed of countless mortal worlds at all levels is the immeasurable heaven that encompasses everything."

"..."

Yan Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Sorry, I'm not very good at math and this kind of thing. By the way, fellow Taoist just said that this is a deserted area, so why did fellow Taoist come to this area?"

"Oh, I came here to find the precious medicine of fairy grass."

Long Dengzi said gently, "Although this realm has sparse spiritual energy and few resources, there are still some special products available for picking."

"That's great." Yan Qingyang cupped his hands and said, "I have nothing to do. I wonder if I can search for medicine with my Taoist friends?"

"all right."

Long Dengzi smiled and said, "It is boring for a poor Taoist to travel alone. It is really a great pleasure to have Taoist friends to accompany me and help me travel together."

After chatting for a few or five words, the two of them walked together, crossing the infinite past and future, heading towards the distance.

As for his "mortal past body", Yan Qingyang stayed in a certain period of time in the infinite years of the world of cultivation without paying any attention to it.

Anyway, he has already condensed the infinite-level Nascent Soul, so the finite number of mortal bodies does not matter. Life or death will not have any impact on them.

As they walked along the way, Yan Qingyang asked curiously:

"Fellow Taoist Long Dengzi, I'm a little confused. I wonder why you concluded that I was a local monk born in this world of mortals when you first saw me?"

"It's very simple."

Long Dengzi said lightly, "Because you don't have the "Zong Seal" on you."

"Zong Seal?" Yan Qingyang asked confusedly, "What is that?"

"Is such that."

Long Dengzi patiently explained again, "There are various sects, large and small, all over the immeasurable heavens, and these sects were all founded by a Zunhua Shen Dao Lord.

Therefore, these Taoist masters naturally have to open up a square of heaven and thousands of realms to accommodate their own sect's palaces and many disciples.

As for the countless creatures born in this kind of realm of the heavens, they will naturally bear the mark of the sect in their realm.

Regardless of mortal beings or Yuanying monks, even if they are both transformed into gods and Taoists, they are no exception.

The appearance of this seal is the supreme will of the Taoist Lord who opened up all the heavens and worlds.

And this mark, in short, is the Zong Seal."

"I see."

Yan Qingyang nodded and smiled, "So after seeing at a glance that I don't have any signs of sect seals, my fellow Taoist concluded that I am definitely not a creature born in any sect's heavens, right?"

"Of course." Long Dengzi walked while stroking his beard.

"But..." Yan Qingyang tilted his head and frowned, "I'm still a little confused. Why are fellow Taoists so sure that I'm not a monk who crossed over from other realms?"

"This is also very simple."

Long Dengzi explained slowly and patiently, "It's just because this ten thousand feet of mortal world is the smallest realm of heavens among the immeasurable heavens.

However, its territory is so huge that no Nascent Soul Stage monk can cross it.
Chapter completed!
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