Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 447 Chaos
Hongjun got up, and the jade plate of good fortune appeared behind him, and the origin of the Seven Seven and Forty-Nine Dao emerged. "That being the case, the way of heaven should return to the original way of heaven."

Lao Tzu was shocked when he heard the words, and bowed to salute, "Thank you Daozu for fulfilling the task!"

Above the prehistoric world, cracks appeared in the eyes of Heavenly Punishment, and the Way of Heaven began to collapse infinitely, the shackles of the Way of Heaven were being untied, and the Way of Heaven was unwilling, and the will of the Way of Heaven was transmitted to the minds of every person who defied the sky.

"You and other ants will suffer the greatest calamity for today's actions!"

"Boom~"

Hundreds of millions of sentient beings looked up at the sky, and it seemed as if the sky had collapsed, but it didn't collapse, it was the way of heaven that collapsed.

Countless creatures cheered, the shackles imprisoned on countless Taoists, creatures, and races were broken one after another, the spiritual energy in the world was like a tide, and countless Taoists broke through.

The divine thunder that is the source of the way of heaven rolled down, and Qingling sent it to Xiniu Hezhou with a wave of his sleeves.

Zhunti received joy in his eyes, and the two took the source of the divine thunder and heavenly way, and it fell on Hezhou, Xiniu, and turned into a magnificent giant mountain. The source of Western aura.

Zhunti laughed loudly: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qingling! This mountain is my Western Spirit Mountain, the root of Mahayana Buddhism!"

Qingling smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to point again. Three ancient vows flew down to the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn. The three tribes thanked each other, and they will come out of the world again from now on!

A white-haired old man excitedly got a piece of Taishen Origin that was scattered after the collapse of the Heavenly Dao. The inscription from the inscription of the Xiantian Dao can be seen on it is the word "Taili".

The man who walked out of the huge coffin got a little soul from the Heavenly Dao, and he left Honghuang satisfied.

In Beihai, Kunpeng's gigantic body's terrifying mouth has swallowed countless amounts of heaven. It has been looking up at the sky since ancient times, but instead of looking up, it wants to swallow the sky. Today, he finally got his wish!Tiandao never thought that he would be swallowed by an ant.

……

The way of heaven collapsed, and the era of saints was over.

A new era has begun.

Yuan Shi stood on the edge of the sky and watched for a long time. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a golden phoenix flying into the sky above Chaoge, and a new ancestor who was half-step Hunyuan was condensed by human luck.

Only then did he stop, looked at Qing Ling, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's time to return my apricot-yellow flag."

Qingling's expression flickered, and he said with a smile: "How about using this apricot-yellow flag to give you a perfect dao foundation for teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals?"

Yuan Shi was startled, staring at Qingling, then turned around to look at his disciple, and said, "Forget it."

Jiulong Chenxiang left with Yuanshi, and all the disciples of Chanjiao returned to Kunlun.

Tongtian Jishou saluted, thanked Qingling, stretched out his hand and wrapped thousands of disciples back to Biyou Palace.

Nuwa stepped down from the sky, her phoenix eyes turned around, and said, "Fellow Daoist has been hiding all these years, you really have reached the sky in one step."

Qing Ling cupped her hands and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, are you jealous?"

Nuwa accepted the joke, and her battle armor returned to her palace attire, with a serious expression on her face, "Our era is over, and it is time to leave some hope for future generations. Soon after this, I will leave the prehistoric world."

Qing Ling nodded, "Fellow Daoists are truly virtuous, and I have already thought so. Our Seven Sages have finished teaching, and it is time for a new era of sages to rule the world."

Nvwa smiled and said, "I knew that you and I were on the same journey. The Taoist ancestor once said that the saints of the wild have their own definite number, and nine is the extreme number. On the top is the Taoist ancestor and you, and then there are the six sages like me, and there is the Houtu Dao on the bottom." Friends, exactly the number nine.

If there is a new sage to rule the world, the old sage must fall or disappear before the new and old can be replaced.We must always leave a glimmer of hope for future generations. "

Nuwa left with a sky full of red clouds.

Qingling looked at Nuwa who left in the rays of the sun, feeling deeply in her heart, kneading earth to make people, vomiting blood to mend the sky, and enlightening all races. Although Nuwa seems to be a saint of the monster clan, she loves this world, all living beings, and loves so much. so deep.

Kong Xuanfei came to his side and stood silent for a long time.

Qing Ling came back to her senses and said with a smile: "After this catastrophe, you have finally shed your luster and grown a lot. In the future, Fuyu Mountain will depend on you."

When Kong Xuan heard the words, he said in a deep voice, "Master, do you want to go too?"

Qingling raised her hand with a smile, patted his shoulder, looked at the already tall and straight disciple, and said with a smile: "How can a master not plan for the future for the disciple?
After I leave in the future, Brother Qinglong will also return to the Dragon Clan, but the friendship between Fuyu Mountain and the Dragon Clan will last forever. If you are in charge of Fuyu Mountain in the future, if you have any difficulties, go find it. "

Kong Xuan's eyes were slightly red, and he tremblingly said: "Master, you are a saint, who dares to touch your orthodoxy?"

"Hehe. In this world, there is no position that can be determined forever." Qing Ling smiled and said: "Idiot, a teacher will not be a saint one day, and the Taoism of the Sanqing University is still in danger of extinction. A secure and endless future?"

Kong Xuan said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will protect Fuyu Mountain forever, and Fuyu's Dao veins will coexist with Dao!"

Qing was inspired, "As a teacher, I naturally believe in you."

Kong Xuan accepted it reluctantly, and said with a smile: "The disciple will never doubt the teacher."

He raised his head and looked at the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the sea of ​​clouds, and the sky was dyed red by the broken sun. In the distance, there were returning birds flying together and singing in the sky. Such a good sky cloud shone on the young Kong Xuan, as if he was crowning him. There was a divine light.

"Master, let's go back to the mountain."

"it is good!"

The sky is full of yellow sand, the sky is cold, the wind blows through the air, and the red Luo dances, and there is a burst of fairy songs beyond the Great Wall, leaving only the traces of the millennium.The fireworks in the world are all mortals, and when they come out, the mortals will fall into the world.

In the human world, the Western Zhou Dynasty and the great merchants ruled by demarcating and dividing the world.The [-]-yuan meeting of the Shang Dynasty's national luck and life extension, but it also lost the mysterious bird of destiny. Since then, the Great Shang and the Feng Clan have no ties.

As for who will own the world after the two hundred yuan meeting, it has nothing to do with the gods and Buddhas.

In Xiniu Hezhou, the Lingshan returned to its place, and the spirit of heaven and earth was restored. The unowned Lingmai Mountains attracted countless monks to seek a place in the West, injecting a spring of living water into the Daxing of the West.

The demon emperor Shanshi Lu Ya Taoist became the master of Western Mahayana Buddhism. He lived in Lingshan and built Daleiyin Temple for Dari Tathagata.

The heavens and worlds seem to be at peace, but the three clans are unsealed, the lich is unlocked, and the world is not limited by the sky, and the powerful ancestors are ambitious and want to expand.

However, the Seven Sages are all there, and no one dares to move.

After all, they witnessed the power of a saint with their own eyes.In the trip to punish heaven, it seemed that hundreds of clans came together, but the three saints withstood [-]% of the thunder and punishment of heaven.

The saint's remaining prestige is still there, who would dare to make a mistake?

In the distant chaos, the earth, wind, water, and fire are raging. An old man is walking staggeringly, and every step he takes will drive a wave of chaos.Behind the old man is a tall giant willow with thousands of willow leaves and three thousand worlds, and three thousand worlds hang on it.

Behind the old man, there are still several figures following his footsteps, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, stepping on the tide of chaos, walking towards the distance.

At this moment, the old man raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a burst of catastrophe, and in the catastrophe, there was a green lotus swaying and blooming alone on the top of chaos.

Behind the old man, the eyes of several figures turned red, and they silently uttered the word "Honghuang", with deep words and deep hatred.

The old man asked, "Are you really going?"

"Go! Must go!"

"We must go!"

"I must avenge that Open Heaven!"

Above the willows, the masters of the three thousand worlds screamed wildly.

Yang Mei sighed, "Then let's go."

Behind him, a young and handsome Taoist smiled and said, "Yang Mei, are you hiding something?"

Yang Mei shook her head, "What else in the world can't be counted by you, Tai Geng?"

(End of this chapter)