Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Suiren was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, and said.

"Although there are a large number of human races today, Yujing Mountain can still accommodate them if they are crowded."

Beside Suirenshi, there was a quasi-sage, Daxiu, who hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help saying.

"The immeasurable calamity of the ancestor of the Suiren is a catastrophe for all beings in the three realms. There are so many human races in my race that it is impossible to take care of them. It is better to abandon some of the old and weak and preserve the elite strength."

Before the human quasi-sage Daxiu's voice fell, he was sternly reprimanded by Suirenshi.

"Abandon some people? Who do you say to abandon?"

"Our human race survived such a difficult situation at the end of the Lich Tribulation. Now that we are the largest clan in the Three Realms, we actually want to abandon our own clansmen. Can our human race afford to be ashamed?"

Regarding how to treat the human race, Suirenshi was rarely angry, and he looked at Xuanyuanshi.

"Give me an order, let all the national capitals, human tribes, and human monks rush to Yujing Mountain within a hundred years. I really can't accommodate them. I, an old bone, will evacuate them myself, and I will also put them all down."

Xuanyuan nodded quickly, "Yes, old ancestor."

"Old Ancestor, I was wrong, I am also doing this for the good of the human race"

By Suirenshi's side, the quasi-sage monk wanted to say a few more words.

But Suirenshi couldn't listen anymore, he stared coldly at the quasi-saint monk who just spoke.

"The human race trained you to serve the clansmen at the most critical time, not to let you abandon the clansmen in order to avoid disaster for yourself."

"This is the last time. If I hear similar remarks in the future, you won't have to stay in Yujing Mountain in the future."

As soon as these words came out, the quasi-holy monk of the human race suddenly changed his face, bowed his head and said tremblingly.

"Forgive me, my ancestor, my disciple will never dare again."

Expulsion from the ancestral land of the human race is a very serious crime.

Only the sinners of the human race will be expelled from the ancestral land of the human race.

Once expelled from the ancestral land of the human race, it means that they have no relationship with the human race.

Since the human race has been revitalized since the end of the Lich Tribulation, it has recovered to the present.

Every human monk who was expelled from Yujing Mountain had a miserable end.

Soon, on Yujing Mountain, the light of the holy way enveloped hundreds of millions of miles of mountains, rivers and land.

Xuanyuan's sage statue, standing between the heaven and the earth, is unprecedentedly huge.

With one hand behind his back and the other holding the Kongtong seal, the treasure of humanity, he spoke slowly.

"The immeasurable calamity is approaching, and the era of the end of the Dharma is coming. All my human monks, no matter how high or low they are, can come to Yujing Mountain to avoid disaster. Within a hundred years, the gate of Yujing Mountain will be open."

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"There is no need to worry about the mortal tribes of the human race. The ancestral land of the human race will send out strong men to lead the tribesmen to Yujing Mountain."

"Thank you saint." As Xuanyuan's voice fell, tears filled the faces of countless human races in the Three Realms, and their hearts were extremely moved.

Even in the Dharma-ending era, the human race has never given up on any of its people.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, above the heavenly clouds, Yuan Shi looked coldly at the entire Kunlun Mountain.

Maybe it's because the catastrophe is approaching, or maybe it's because Kunlun Mountain is sparsely populated.

At this time, the huge Kunlun Mountains no longer had the bustle and bustle of the time when Sanqing opened the mountain to accept disciples.

Like an old man who is dying, he is full of twilight.

After a while, the gate of Yuxu Palace was knocked, and Yuan Shi's face fluctuated, "Come in."

"Squeak."

Pushed by Guang Chengzi, the gate of Yuxu Palace slowly opened to both sides.

"Disciple pays respects to Master."

"You came."

Yuan Shi nodded slightly, and then said, "Have all the disciples of Yuqing's sect been called back to Kunlun Mountain?"

Of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun back then, those who were on the list, those who defected to the enemy, and those who are still practicing on Kunlun Mountain, only Guangchengzi, Master Yuding, and Master Taiyi are a few.

Including the disciples received by the three, all of them add up to only a few dozen people.

Guang Chengzi cupped his hands, "Master, all my disciples outside Kunlun have been summoned back to Kunlun Mountain."

"That's good. From now on, close the mountain gate and let them practice well."

"Yes, Master."

Guang Chengzi backed away slowly.

One of the three realms, the Nether Realm, the depths of the six realms of reincarnation.

In the Hall of Pingxin, Chen Xuanji sat opposite His Majesty Pingxin.

"When the great catastrophe comes, the three realms will be greatly affected, and the six reincarnations will also have to be temporarily closed for a period of time."

Chen Xuanji spoke concisely.

On the opposite side, Ping Xin was wearing a light yellow dress.

The facial features are still exquisite, the appearance is peerless, glamorous, but there is a touch of sadness between the eyebrows.

"With the six realms of reincarnation closed, where should those true spirits who came to reincarnate go?"

"There is no way to have the best of both worlds. When the Dharma-ending era comes and everything is settled, even if they want to reincarnate, they will not be able to reach the underworld under the shroud of immeasurable calamity."

A gloomy look flashed across Pingxin's face, and he said immediately.

"By the way, are the descendants of the Wu clan living in the Earth Immortal Realm properly settled?"

Chen Xuanji nodded, "Don't worry about that, I have already set up a large formation near Jin'ao Island and settled them down. As long as Jin'ao Island is safe, they will definitely not be in any danger."

"Besides, Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​Feng Bo, Yu Shi, etc. from the Wu Clan are all quasi-sage masters, which is enough to protect them comprehensively."

"That's good."

Nodding lightly.

The two communicated for a while, and the space shattered silently.

Chen Xuanji turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the Netherworld.

With a sigh of peace and a thought, the supreme innate Taoist body multiplied ten thousand times, and instantly stood upright in the sky.

An indescribable aura of majesty swept across the entire Netherworld.

"The catastrophe is coming. From today onwards, my nether world will close the six channels of reincarnation. All people in my nether world must rush back to the nether world within a hundred years. There must be no mistakes."

As the voice fell, Ping Xin's figure slowly disappeared above the Netherworld.

Time flies, time goes by, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years pass!

The monks of the Three Realms were all moved to the places arranged in advance.

The aura between heaven and earth collapsed even more.

Above the Three Realms, a large area of ​​calamity has already appeared, covering the sky and the sun, and it is extremely heavy.

This aura of calamity is extraordinary, it is an immeasurable aura of calamity, and under the cover of the aura of calamity, saints and Hunyuan will also enter the calamity.

At this time, the situation in the Three Realms has become tense and serious.

An indescribable pressure weighed on everyone's hearts.

At this time, there are countless monks who cannot bear the pressure.

It started to massacre in the Three Realms, and although it was eventually suppressed by Sheng Rendao, it made people even more restless.

On Shouyang Mountain, in front of the Bajing Palace, all the saints gathered here again.

Taiqing's face was serious, and he said slowly, "It's been less than 2000 years since the immeasurable calamity came. In these 2000 years, there must be no major events in the Three Realms."

"Everyone, you must take good care of your subordinates."

"I'll wait to understand."

All the saints nodded in unison.

Then, after Taiqing explained some other things, the meeting finally came to an end.

All the saints said goodbye one by one, but Chen Xuanji stepped forward, stopped Nu Wa, and said softly.

"Uncle Nuwa, the catastrophe is approaching, follow me to arrange the purification device."

"Okay, no problem."

Nuwa nodded slightly,

Chen Xuanji and Nuwa flew all the way away from the Three Realms, arrived at Chaos, and then came to the center of the Chaos Traction Formation and the Three Realms.

Here, the countless formation patterns exude infinite mystery, outlining each other, condensing, and mysterious.

Connecting the Chaos Pulling Array and the Innate Spirit Gathering Array is a very important part of the grand plan.

With a thought, Nuwa took out the innate treasure Qiankun Ding.

The Qiankun Ding, which ranks among the most innate treasures, has 49 indelible auras behind it, and is one of the top treasures in the prehistoric world.

The biggest effect is to return to the source, improve the level of the things in the cauldron, and have the anti-natural function of returning to the acquired as innate.

It can be used to refine the energy of chaos and transform it into innate spirit energy, which can be used by the monks of the Three Realms.

Chen Xuanji took the Qiankun Ding and slowly placed it in the center of the pattern.

Immediately, around the Qiankun Cauldron, rays of light burst forth, and countless formations seemed to be burning, emitting a blazing and dazzling light.

The chaos pulls the formation, and it vibrates slightly, and the speed of operation has increased a little visible to the naked eye.

"Chaos traction array, activate!"

Chen Xuanji focused his eyes, and instantly shot countless mana towards the chaotic traction formation.

"Crack, click!"

Covering hundreds of millions of kilometers, the chaotic traction array that stretches across the vast chaos slowly began to operate under the urging of the mana of the Hunyuan.

The huge power of chaos was drawn from the depths of the chaos.

After being transported wave after wave by a large formation, it finally arrived safely in the Qiankun Dingzhong.

As soon as Qiankun Ding came into contact with the Qi of Primal Chaos, the dao pattern on his body immediately flickered.

Then Yingfeng became stronger and began to refine the energy of chaos at an extremely fast speed.

Not long after, a ray of pure innate aura slowly appeared

From the Qiankun cauldron, it flows into the already arranged three-world spirit-gathering formation.

Nuwa did some calculations and came up with a rough result.

"If the Qiankun Ding is fully functioning, it will be no problem to only supply the daily needs of the Three Realms to maintain the realm. Of course, it is a bit unrealistic to have enough spiritual energy to maintain daily practice."

Chen Xuanji nodded slightly, "It's better to be able to maintain the realm than to be able to regress when the aura dries up after the end of the Dharma Age."

After leaving Chaos with Nuwa and returning to the Three Realms, Chen Xuanji returned to Jinao Island all the way, and began to wait for the end of the Dharma Era.

At the same time, in the depths of the vast chaos, in the Heavenly Demon Realm.

The corners of Luo Hu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.

"Soon, I will return to Honghuang, old man Hongjun, practice hard, and wait for me in Honghuang."

On the left and right sides of Luohu, there are two spirit treasures suspended.

On the left is a pitch-black long spear, cold and stern, with dense Dao patterns engraved on the body of the gun.

From the tip of the spear, there was a strong murderous aura, the ghosts and gods turned away, and the gods and demons were shocked!
On the right is a black lotus, very strange, with twelve petals.

Rotating at a very slow speed, a thick and turbulent demonic energy slowly bloomed on the petals.

These two spirit treasures are the innate supreme treasure, the Godkilling Spear, the best innate spirit treasure, and the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus.

But at this time, the two top-quality spirit treasures were in front of the black millstone in front of Luo Hu.

But obediently like a primary school student who has just entered school, this is the suppression from the depths of the source.

Soon, Luo Hu closed his eyes, and the demonic energy spreading in the Heavenly Demon Palace became more intense, and soon devoured everything.

In the blink of an eye, the year 2000 is fleeting.

On this day, in the vast Three Realms, in the clear sky, there was a sudden sound of thunder.

The sound of thunder, against the backdrop of the boundless aura, looked extremely terrifying.

Every sound of thunder made great fear appear on the faces of hundreds of millions of living beings.

"Is the Dharma-Ending Age really coming?"

"I imagine how strong the prehistoric aura was before it was shattered, but now, why has it become like this!"

"The aura collapses and the aura of calamity spreads. How can we monks pursue the supreme avenue?"

Countless monks showed despair on their faces.

For more than 2000 years, the aura of heaven and earth has been decreasing day by day.

2000 years ago, it could also supply the golden fairy monks to practice.

But 500 years ago, it was only enough for Xuanxian monks to practice.

1000 years ago, monks of true immortals could barely practice.

From 1000 years ago to the present, the aura spreading between the heaven and the earth is only enough for the earth immortals, and the monks of the heavenly immortals to practice.
What a huge gap this is, how can this not make hundreds of millions of monks despair.

The saints seem to have felt the despair in the hearts of millions of souls.

Eleven huge dharma images of heaven and earth, standing in the three realms, said loudly.

"What about the Dharma-ending Era? My monks from the Three Realms have a large array of spirits to protect us. No matter how dangerous the Dharma-ending Era is, it will not be able to threaten us."

The voices of the eleven saints echoed in the Three Realms for a long time.

The monks of the Three Realms felt a little relieved on their faces, but they were still anxious and uneasy in their hearts.

At this time, on the 33rd day, the frequent thunderclaps slowly came to an end.

The last remaining spiritual energy between heaven and earth also slowly dissipated and became dry.

Looking up, except for the place covered by the Great Spirit Gathering Formation, the Three Realms are devastated, and there is a look of withering everywhere.

The towering giant tree that rose from the ground and plunged straight into the sky, only the branches remained withered.

The fertile and shiny land was dry and cracked into hard clods.

The countless lakes in the Three Realms gradually dried up, exposing the riverbed.

In addition, the infinite spirits of heaven and earth, rare birds and beasts are all collapsing and fleeing, and the entire Three Realms are in complete chaos.

Soon, the three-world monks placed in the saint's lineage let out a panic cry.

"The spiritual energy collapsed, and my cultivation base is slowly falling."

"Without the aura of heaven and earth, you can't practice, how can you get the Dao!"

"Without spiritual nourishment, my time is coming."

After the aura of heaven and earth dissipated, hundreds of millions of monks finally became panic-stricken, and kept prostrating and praying to the saints.

This immeasurable calamity is aimed at all living beings under the Daluo Jinxian.

Under the Daluo Jinxian, in addition to cultivation, daily activities require the nourishment of spiritual energy.

And only the Daluo Jinxian, whose golden meaning is immortal and detached and immortal, can not be restricted by aura.

But how difficult it is to become a Da Luo Jinxian. Opportunities, blessings, skills, masters, and luck are all indispensable.

It almost moved the whole body, and soon, the whole three worlds were boiling.

They clamored for all the saints to immediately activate the spirit gathering array and gather the spiritual energy of the nine heavens and ten places.

After greeting the saints on Shouyang Mountain, Chen Xuanji brought Nuwa back into the chaos again.

After putting the Qiankun cauldron into the formation pattern, with a sudden blow, the infinite chaotic energy was sucked by the running chaotic traction formation, and poured into the Qiankun cauldron.

"Buzz."

The Qiankun Cauldron made an ancient and mysterious sound, and it grew countless times in an instant, comparable to a small planet standing in the chaos. (end of this chapter)