Since the war of becoming a god, Tongtian has been suppressed in the Zixiao Palace and cannot enter the palace.

Of course, he also lost his spirit due to the Battle of the Conferred Gods. Qingping's sword was cracked and Baiyu Ruyi was shattered. What he lost was not only a spiritual treasure that accompanied the Tao, but also the brotherhood and the Tao that he once upheld.

The Tao of Jiejiao is the Tao of Jietian and the Tao of Tongtian. In the past, the Taoism of Jiejiao went from being prosperous to the world and then declining. The leader of Tongtian Cult not only did not lose himself, but instead broke down and then stood up.

His way is still the way of intercepting the way, the way of cutting the sky. But the way of intercepting the way has been completely transformed into the way of sword. It is not like the way he used to protect the way with a sword, but it is still the three pure things, and the three pure ways are also the most important.

Today's Tongtian no longer has Sanqing in his heart. He is Tongtian, and Tongtian is the leader of Jiejiao. The leader of Jiejiao is the saint of Hunyuan, not in Sanqing, not Pangu Shangqing.

In his Tao, the cut is the sword, and the sword is the ten thousand methods. This saint lost the Qingping Sword, but he never used the Four Swords of Zhu Xian as a new treasure to accompany the Tao.

Tongtian used his supreme Tao and the immeasurable sea of ​​Qi that he had practiced for hundreds of millions of years to re-forge a sword.

Heaven-cutting sword!

Practicing Qi becomes the body, intercepting the Dao becomes the soul, the sword cannot break all methods, the sword is all methods!

Saint Tongtian practices his sword day after day and year after year on the wall of the plane. He practices sword practice and sword practice again and again. There is only sword practice.

There were changes in his way, which were mysterious and mysterious. The saints felt it but couldn't understand it.

The two saints from the West looked at each other. Saint Zhunti's face was smiling and as warm as the spring breeze. Although Saint Zhunti was still in sorrow, he still showed some goodwill.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, stepped out and walked to the edge of the plane wall.

The next moment, a figure broke through the sealing edge of the plane wall.

The two saints bowed their heads and said with sincerity and kindness: "I have met Taoist friend Qingluo."

Qingluo returned the salute and said with a smile: "I have seen you receive Taoist friends before, so I must mention you. How dare you bother the two of you to wait for me like this?"

Ashamed."

Zhunti clasped his hands together and said with a smile on his face: "My fellow Taoist, my brother and I dare not forget your kindness."

Qingluo laughed and said, "It's not a kindness. Fellow Taoist, you're being serious."

The saint who received the greeting did not say anything, but turned sideways and saluted: "Fellow Taoists are also waiting. Taoist friends, please come."

Qingluo smiled back and said the same: "You two also invite me."

Using the two saints of the West to welcome Qingluo is not to follow the trend, nor to win over people's hearts. It is just Qingluo's kindness to the West that makes the two saints feel kind, and they will do what they have in mind.

Whether it is the guidance of smiling beings or the guidance of sorrowful beings, they are all saints who have put aside their emptiness.

Qingluo and the two saints walked side by side, walking through the void, and saw twelve giant willows reaching to the sky and touching the ground under their feet, as well as hundreds of thousands of human monks.

Those immortals who once showed their prominence in the ancient world but disappeared mysteriously are all here.

Standing on the wall of nothingness, losing freedom, waiting with no end in sight.

There are no sun, moon or stars here, no wind, flowers, snow and moon, no all kinds of customs in the world, only the black void and the silent wall of the plane.

There are millions of human monks, and it is almost impossible to see them since they entered this place.

The three emperors of the human race, the ten sages of the ancestral land, the great cultivators of hundreds of generations, and the strong men of all ages are all guarding this place.

With such strength, even if it is not as good as the Lich, it is difficult to compare with the three tribes, but in today's prehistoric era, it is well-deserved to be the largest tribe in the world. The strong men of the human race are not in the prehistoric era, they do not compete for the destiny of faith, and they do not seize the hegemony of mountains and rivers. They are just the same for millions of years.

The sun abides by nothingness.

It is precisely because all human races are here, that it is difficult for humanity to flourish. It is precisely because of this that Heaven also protects humanity, and those who harm humanity will be punished by Heaven.

Qingluo walked through nothingness and reached the outermost edge of the wall of the plane, where the Six Saints Realm suppressed him and protected the prehistoric world.

I walked out of the Taoist palace and stood at Qingyun at Yuanshi, standing in the sky with hands behind her hands in the sea of ​​qi. Nuwa stood in the red neon, both looking at Qingluo.

Qingluo bowed his head and said, "I have seen all the saints."

He did not mention names one by one and salute, because as long as names are mentioned, there must be a sequence, and it is difficult to distinguish between saints and saints, so he omitted this question by referring to them in one sentence.

The four saints all bowed to each other, "I have met my Taoist friends."

No matter what happened in the past, all of you who are saints today have the spirit of a saint, and you can clear up the grudges and grudges of the past with just one word.

All the saints were filled with emotion. I was still thinking about the little snake that he once captured under the Tianyu Mountains.

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed in his heart, flashing past the ants under the Spiritual Lake, and flashing past the big ants standing in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation holding a sword.

Nuwa recalled the Taoist friend from ancient times who supported each other as brothers and sisters and established themselves in the wilderness.

There was a brief silence among the seven saints.

Then he was broken by Lao Tzu.

"Where are you from, fellow Taoist?"

Qingluo sighed and said: "I came here for the sentient beings in the wild, and for the six Taoist lineages."

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Qingluo bowed his hands and said: "I want to open up a new world for all generations and create a great change in the world. This is why my name comes.

I hope that the six fellow Taoists will allow me to do my best to break through the great wasteland and establish a new realm."

"My fellow Taoist wishes are of course the best. I am willing to lend a helping hand to your fellow Taoist."

Before she finished speaking, Empress Nuwa was the first to rush to echo her words. This was her opportunity, and she could not give it up and there was no need to question it.

The Second Sage of the West was silent for a moment and said: "Is it possible for me to live in the West and live in peace?"

Qingluo nodded.

The two saints said in unison: "Great goodness."

Leader Tongtian no longer cared at all and said: "Fellow Taoist, do whatever you want."

Qingluo nodded with a smile.

Only Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi remained silent.

I moved my old eyes and said in a deep voice: "The way of heaven has given me instructions, and I naturally approve of it."

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw this, he also said: "It can be done in accordance with heaven."

Qingluo still nodded, then stretched out his hand to Nuwa and said, "Please help me, fellow Taoist."

Empress Nuwa had a smile on her face, "I should go willingly."

In the rainbow-filled sky, Nuwa, the empress, walked out of the wall of the plane and returned to the primitive world. Qing fell into the wall of the plane and returned to the primitive world.

The Five Saints watched Nuwa Empress walk out of the wall of the plane without stopping her. As God allowed it, they naturally had nothing to say.

Empress Nuwa never concealed herself. As soon as she entered the ancient world, the sky and the earth were filled with rays of light, golden phoenixes came to her, celestial music resounded all over the sky, and the saint's body appeared in the ancient world.

A human body with a snake's tail, billions of feet standing in the sky and earth, overlooking all living beings like ants. The golden wheel of immeasurable merit turns around, and the three thousand avenues reveal the true meaning of creation.

Countless creatures bowed their heads and paid homage to her. The name of Empress Nuwa will never be forgotten in heaven and earth.

Pangu created the world, and Nuwa created humans and patched up the sky. Her status is as high as Pangu in the eyes of humanity. Throughout the ages, the legend of Nuwa has never disappeared.

Empress Nuwa is a saint, a Hunyuan saint. Although she is a saint, she is also a human being, so she has her own selfishness.

When she was a god, she was the great god Nuwa, comparable to the great god Pangu. She was a god who benefited all living beings, brought blessings to heaven and earth, and was the heart of heaven and earth for all living beings.

When you are a saint, you are invincible under the saints.

When you are a god, you are invincible in heaven and earth.
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