After Ye Xuan's sermon, the whole world set off a tidal wave of metaphysics.
Although the sermon could not be filmed with a machine, countless people had listened to his sermon, and after listening to the sermon, all of these people had undergone magical changes.
For example, some old people with the root of wisdom, after listening to the sound of the Way, actually opened up the sea of bitterness with their own strength, returning to their youth. There were also some children who were born stupid, but after listening to the sound of the Way, they suddenly opened the door of wisdom and became geniuses. There were even some strange beasts in the mountains who, when the sound of the Way entered their bodies, actually opened their spiritual wisdom. Such things happened everywhere, and people wrote about them and spread them to the Internet, causing waves of uproar.
It was precisely because of these stories that countless people knew about the magic of this sermon, which set off a tidal wave of theology in the whole world. Many people even put down their work and went deep into the mountains to seek the Way.
In the past, people did not believe in immortals and gods, nor did they believe in longevity. That was because gods did not show their holiness, and immortals did not show their traces. They were ethereal and unfathomable. Coupled with the development of science and the prosperity of humanity, humans could also use science to fly in the sky and burrow into the ground, so they naturally scoffed at the legends of immortals and gods.
But this time, it was different. This time, Ye Xuan's sermon covered a radius of ten thousand miles, and even people with the root of wisdom could hear the sound of the Way from millions of miles away. The audience was hundreds of millions of people, and it was not an instant, but three days. For three whole days, the sound of the Way echoed throughout the whole world, creating this miracle.
If this wasn't a miracle, then what was?
As more and more people in the secular world sought immortals and the Way, especially after the last sermon by Ye Xuan, people suddenly found that the void of the planet's spiritual qi was gradually increasing. All cultivators were suddenly ecstatic, and some far-sighted cultivation sects began to enter the secular world, open their doors, and recruit disciples.
However, as Ye Xuan's sermon, this ancient planet, under the trajectory of history, finally embarked on the development path of another civilization.
Of course, this was all in the future.
Time passed quickly, like a white steed flying past a crack, and a few months passed in the blink of an eye.
In a nameless small mountain, there were a few thatched cottages, a small pavilion, a small pond, an acre of medicinal field, a person, and a few strange beasts. It looked very ordinary and ordinary.
However, if a cultivator were to see the man and the strange beasts here, they would probably be so shocked that their hearts would stop beating. This was because the man and the strange beasts were all legendary existences in the world of cultivation.
These people were naturally Ye Xuan, the Dragon-Horse, and the other exotic beasts.
In the past six months, Ye Xuan had never left this hill except for sending his Taoist Body out.
For more than half a year, he had been training hard in the small mountain to stabilize his cultivation.
Even though his cultivation level couldn't improve because of the injury, it didn't stop him from improving.
There was a difference between cultivation and attainment. There was a common analogy. Cultivation was equivalent to the density of the internal energy that a martial artist cultivated, while attainment was equivalent to the experience that a person had when fighting with others.
Of course, this analogy wasn't very appropriate, but it had some meaning.
In cultivation, cultivation was more important than cultivation. The higher one's cultivation, the more indomitable one would be on the path of cultivation and be able to smoothly reach the peak. On the other hand, if one's cultivation was insufficient, then even if one's cultivation was high, there was a possibility that one would go astray and enter the demonic path, or even die.
This was because cultivation was about cultivating one's mind, and attainment was the embodiment of one's state of mind.
In the past six months, Ye Xuan hadn't left the small mountain at all. Even though his attainment couldn't be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, he had improved quite a bit. Right now, his attainment was around the level of a Saint King on Eighth Heaven, and he would reach the peak of the Saint King with just one more step.
However, a breakthrough in attainment wasn't as simple as a breakthrough in cultivation level. A breakthrough in cultivation level only required enough Nature Essence and spiritual items. However, if one's attainment was stuck at a bottleneck and couldn't understand or comprehend Dao, one would never be able to improve.
The reason why Ye Xuan was able to advance his attainment to the level of a Saint King on Eighth Heaven in one go, apart from his previous experiences, was also because of the dao sermon half a year ago.
That sermon could be said to be the first time in tens of millions of years that there had been such a wide range of dao sermons on this ancient planet, and the number of living beings involved was immeasurable.
The power of faith generated from the preaching of these living beings was also inexhaustible.
The power of faith was very mysterious, but it was also very miraculous. There was once an ancient emperor who used it to cultivate and explore the method of immortality, and he achieved great results. He was the Amitabha Buddha Emperor.
This emperor mainly cultivated the Buddhist Dao, and his title was to purify all living beings to become Buddhas. He condensed the thoughts of all living beings and even developed the Blissful Buddha Land, allowing living beings to continue living in it. This showed how miraculous the power of faith was.
This time, during Ye Xuan's sermon, the thoughts of all living beings condensed, and the massive power of faith gathered in his body, allowing his attainment to improve greatly.
However, although the power of faith was miraculous, it had its limits. In the end, it could only stop him at the level of a Saint King on Eighth Heaven.
However, Ye Xuan was already satisfied with this.
Sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, Ye Xuan woke up from his meditation and looked up into the sky. Two beams of light shot into the void from his eyes, piercing through the void like two bolts of lightning and looking into the depths of the starry sky.
Then, his gaze fell on the starry sky billions of miles away, and a shocking painting appeared in his eyes.
Nine dragon corpses lay in the cold and dark space. Each dragon corpse had five claws, and their scales were as black as ink. They were hundreds of meters long, and apart from their crystalline horns that shone with purple light, their bodies were completely black as if they were cast from molten iron. They were filled with a shocking sense of power.
What was even more shocking was that at the ends of the nine dragon corpses, there were nine pitch-black iron chains that were as thick as a person's thigh. They then extended to a bronze coffin that was about 20 meters long.
In the depths of the cold and dark space, the nine dragon corpses and the bronze coffin moved slowly. It was extremely shocking.
"The nine dragons pulling the coffin is finally here!" Looking at the scene in the depths of the universe, Ye Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, couldn't help but smirk. He retracted his gaze, and with a thought, a figure appeared in front of him.
A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Ye Xuan appeared in front of Ye Xuan and smiled. "Boundless Heavenly Lord, my cultivation has improved greatly. Congratulations!"
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