The Tai Chi diagram opens up space, the chaos banner breaks up the chaos and divides yin and yang, and the earth, fire, water and wind are suppressed in the chaos.
In this way, the three treasures that opened the sky were stringed together, and the embryo of a world with vast space was formed.
Xia Qingyang took Disorder into the center of the space and let him be released.
At this moment, it was about to run away on the spot.
But how could the Five Saints, Tuo Xiaoxiao, let it go?
Immediately, various laws and principles were as smooth as silk, binding it tightly and fixing it in the center of this space.
Then the formation was set up to block it.
They did not use the yin-yang and five-element formation method that was popular in ancient times, because this formation method essentially used the power of rules and order, and disorder was the existence of heaven.
The formation that Xia Qingyang and the saints have arranged now is actually very crude in principle. They just stand in a certain position and project their strength and thoughts.
But for disorder, this crude power structure is enough.
At this moment, the power of the six people turned into six bright stars, sealing the disorder in the middle.
Then the six measuring stars were connected by mana transmission lines, forming a...well, a six-pointed star.
Xia Qingyang blinked and decided to give up the right to name this formation and let it go as it was.
At this point the foundation of the world has been completed, and the next step is to fill in the world.
"How many levels of world do we want to create?" Xia Qingyang asked.
Leader Tongtian immediately replied: "Since the six of us built this place together, why not build a 666-story building as a commemoration."
All the saints smiled and said "good".
Xia Qingyang wanted to facepalm, feeling that the painting style was slipping out of control in another direction.
Why does this feel like an ‘abyss world’ has been built?
Forget it, as long as he doesn't say it, no one will know that this is the "abyss".
Putting aside these thoughts, he began to transform this space together with the saints.
They build the world layer by layer.
Among them, the world closest to the disorder was surprisingly filled with chaotic earth, wind, water, and fire, not even a complete piece of land.
It wasn't until the 100th floor that a stable continental structure began to form.
Then it was built layer by layer. Each of the six people was responsible for one hundred floors. It took a lot of effort to complete this huge project.
They each stopped to rest for a while.
Especially the newly-consecrated Empress Pingxin, who was almost overdrafted.
The saints had no choice but to return to the prehistoric area to make up for it.
In the ancient world, they could have infinite magic power, but outside of the ancient world, they could not.
Xia Qingyang was also very tired.
However, he did not go to the prehistoric times, but returned to the world he created to sit in cross-legged retreat.
The long river of time in this world floats, wrapping the entire world in the membrane of time.
In this world, the sun rises and the moon sets for countless autumns.
Xia Qingyang, on the other hand, worked hard to breathe in the energy of chaos to refine his magic power, and when the saints returned, he had already recovered to a certain extent.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the saints to regard him as a saint. After mastering the mystery of time, he has become infinitely close to the saint, and even surpasses the saint in some aspects.
Everyone gathered together again and began to think about the next step.
"I will first put the true spirit into these worlds and see how they develop."
Empress Pingxin said, pointing to the Tower of Reincarnation.
In the meantime, countless true spirits were released from the bottom of the Tower of Reincarnation, forming 666 rivers of true spirits, which merged into different levels of the world.
When Xia Qingyang saw this, his expression changed and he said, "My dear, are you using those blank true spirits or the true spirits at the level of plants, trees, insects and fish?"
Empress Pingxin nodded and said: "That's true. I can't bear to put a true spirit with advanced spirituality into this world."
Queen Pingxin is still kind-hearted.
But who are the people around? Xia Qingyang just mentioned it, and everyone naturally understood what he meant.
So Yuanshi Tianzun, who was the most cunning person, said: "We can select true spirits from the eighteen levels of hell and throw them into this world. Since it is an experiment, of course we must make this experiment more thorough."
After hearing this, Empress Pingxin thought it was reasonable, so she selected some of the most sinful people from the eighteen levels of hell and threw them into this world.
"Huh?"
She paused for a moment while operating, as if she had discovered something interesting.
She said: "Qingyang, look at this true spirit, it seems to belong to your father in this life."
Xia Qingyang was also stunned for a moment, and then he dug Jiang Dongcheng out of his memory.
He hesitated and said, "He has been in the eighteenth level of hell for a thousand years, right?"
Empress Pingxin said: "Yes, there are still more than a thousand years of imprisonment."
"Ksitigarbha helped him a lot and reduced his sentence a little."
Xia Qingyang said: "Then he shouldn't be a heinous person, right?"
He wondered why Empress Pingxin took out Jiang Dongcheng's soul alone.
Empress Pingxin said: "Because you will soon become a saint. When you become a saint, you can erase all traces of the mortal world."
"He will no longer be your father."
"But he offended the saint, so he will naturally be punished by heaven."
Xia Qingyang was surprised. In other words, Jiang Dongcheng was in a very embarrassing situation at this time?
There are still more than a thousand years of imprisonment. If he really proves the Tao and becomes a saint during this period, then his sentence will be changed to indefinite, and he will live freely in the hell from now on.
Xia Qingyang understood Empress Pingxin's intention of pulling Jiang Dongcheng out of the eighteenth level of hell, to let him make his own decision and end the matter.
He hesitated for a moment and came to Jiang Dongcheng.
Looking at this already neurotic soul tortured in the eighteenth level of hell, I feel neither sadness nor joy.
Jiang Dongcheng no longer recognized him, and even who he was was blurred.
After all, he was considered dead back then, but he only wished to be reincarnated, and he had no obsession with it down there.
Xia Qingyang hesitated for a moment, stretched out his finger and tapped the soul lightly.
The next moment, a bright light appeared inside, illuminating his entire soul.
Of course, it also eliminates his pain and erases his remaining sins.
Xia Qingyang said: "That's enough, let him reincarnate on his own."
The soul woke up from a trance, saw the person in front of him clearly, and suddenly remembered something.
He wanted to shout, but unfortunately Xia Qingyang had already silenced his voice with magic.
"Let's reincarnate with peace of mind. Be nice to your family in the next life, and don't deal with things that you have and don't have."
Xia Qingyang let out a long sigh.
The soul looked at him steadily, unable to make a sound, but able to shed tears.
"Go for it!"
With a wave of his sleeve, he threw the soul into the Tower of Reincarnation, and then threw it into the wild world.
Xia Qingyang did not pay attention to the soul, but instead said to Empress Pingxin: "This disciple has transgressed."
Empress Pingxin smiled and said, "I knew your way of reincarnation was no worse than mine."
Xia Qingyang was slightly embarrassed and pretended not to hear.
But in this way, he can be considered to have completely cut off his worldly ties.