Chapter 2: Suppressing Dao Ancestor with the palm of his hand
"Lying on nine layers of clouds, the truth is revealed on a futon. Beyond the black and yellow sky and earth, I am the master of teaching. Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, two rituals and four images followed. One teaching passed down to three friends, and two religions explained the truth. The leader of the Taoist capital, one Qi transformed into Hongjun...
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Accompanied by the thunder of the great road, this Taoist song coming from the sky is filled with unimaginable majesty. Even a physical saint like Nezha, Yang Jian, holding a fire-pointed spear and a three-pointed two-edged sword.
Their hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. This was not their original intention, but their physical and spiritual awe for that one person.
Needless to say, the more than 300 strong men of the three religions who are waiting for the imperial conferment are not as good as Nezha and Yang Jian. Some of them are insufficient in cultivation and have inferior spiritual will. It is like carrying a hundred thousand mountains on their shoulders, as if the entire sky has fallen.
When he came down, his body trembled and he almost couldn't help but kneel down.
Rumble!
The Conferring God Platform was shaking. The three Yuanshi Tianzun also looked solemn. The leaders of the three religions looked at each other. They couldn't remember when they stood side by side in the Conferring God Battle. Although the situation was unprecedented at this moment, their minds were also unprecedented.
of tranquility.
"Perhaps we were wrong at the beginning." Lingbao Tianzun sighed.
"Cheng Xian asked, the Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao, and it is not our Tao." The Taoist Heavenly Lord said in a distant tone, "Tao is often nameless, and perhaps it is not the fault of Immortal Tao."
"Killing and trapping Jue, this sword can reach the top of Jue today." Yuanshi Tianzun said solemnly.
At the moment when Yuanshi Tianzun's words fell, a simple futon appeared above the Conferring God Platform, and a figure, like the incarnation of the great road, the source of the immortal way, turned from virtual to solid, and the broken purple energy in the nine heavens reunited above its head.
Cheng Qingyun, there is auspicious energy generated by itself, all the paths are united, and an unspeakable aura fills the air. Nezha and Yang Jian suddenly discovered to their horror that their bodies were full of fighting spirit, and the Holy Body's energy and blood were not flowing smoothly. If they were to take action,
I'm afraid that one person's Taoism and conduct will not be the same out of ten.
"You are too impatient."
The old Taoist on the futon could not see his true appearance clearly. The purple aura was like being born at the beginning of the world. He was guarding his body. His tone was calm and there was no emotion at all. However, the strong men of the three religions on the Conferring God Stage felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar.
A bone-chilling chill arose.
Because the person who appears at this moment is known as the ancestor of the Dao, the source of the Immortal Dao, even the Three Saints, who sat down to listen to the Dao in the past, and even the supreme Ancestor Hongjun, who is indestructible and lives with the Dao.
"Ancestor, you are wrong," the voice of Taoist Master Lingbao sounded, his tone was solemn and solemn, "immortals come from humans, but they are not orthodox human ways. Using immortal ways to control human ways will only destroy the ancient inheritance.
Not awake."
The void was calm, the bodies of the strong men of the three religions were tense, and the three saints faced Ancestor Hongjun. This was a scene that was unimaginable in the past. They respected the three sect leaders and often listened to their teachings. To mortals, they were aloof immortals.
But to Ancestor Hongjun, who is the incarnation of the Great Dao, they are no different from ordinary people.
At first, they never thought that there would come a day when they would go against the way of practice they once adhered to and become enemies of immortals. What they needed to face directly was the person who is said to be invincible, the ancestor of the great avenue and the source of the immortal way.
The presence.
"So, you use the title of god as a guide, use the movement of human nature to seduce you, follow the trend, and want to seal the immortal way."
Ancestor Hongjun was sitting high on the futon. He looked very thin, with a head of green hair scattered behind him. Every hair was full of fairy spirit. Even if he was retorted by Lingbao Tianzun, he never became angry, and his tone remained as calm as water, especially that
A pair of deep eyes, as if everything was sinking in them, except that no one was reflected in them.
"The entanglement between immortals and humans is too deep, and grudges are difficult to calculate. Ancestor, you should not pass down the immortal way to the world. There are many people who seek immortality. Who will sow the fireworks in the world? That is not to be detached from the world, but to be indifferent and ruthless. Humanity is not the way of heaven. Humanity
It is not an immortal way." The Moral Heavenly Lord said seriously, "Now that the old dynasty has passed away, the new dynasty has succeeded, and all industries are waiting to flourish, we should return to our roots and feed back the world."
"The way of heaven is ruthless, and treats all things as stupid dogs; the way of immortality is ruthless, and uses the will of immortality to control the heart of heaven."
Ancestor Hongjun sighed: "You have been stained by the karma of the world of mortals, intertwined with your body and life, and are already trapped in the mud. It seems that you need to purify your bloodline before you can completely return to your lost ways."
"Those who are not stained by the world of mortals are not human beings." Yuanshi Tianzun's tone was a little stiff, as if he usually rarely talks. At this moment, the eyes of all the strong men from the three religions were twitching when he heard this. This saint spoke, and he was really used to it.
This is Ancestor Hongjun. Even when they first became gods, they understood part of the truth through various secret methods. They still can't believe it. Ancestor Hongjun, who is known as the ancestor of the Great Dao, is actually suspected of being inhuman, and the immortal way is also
Having an unknown past is not humane orthodoxy.
"You are stubborn." Ancestor Hongjun said calmly, "Since you took over this list of gods and the whip from Zixiao Palace, you should understand that you are not the ones in charge of the list and whip. Even if you can grant the gods with pardon,
If you block the immortal path, you can only block it for a while. Once the immortal energy is reunited, you will still return to the immortal path."
"In ancient times, there were those who opened the way, and now there are those who suppress the immortals." Daode Tianzun said solemnly, "What we want is just a glimmer of hope. Even if we can't make it, there will be those who come after us. The human race will never lack guides who can overcome all obstacles."
"It seems that there is no point in talking more." Ancestor Hongjun said calmly. Even at this moment, in those deep eyes, there was only regret and no joy or anger.
Are you finally taking action?
The expressions of the Three Saints were unprecedentedly solemn. If they had not stumbled into the real land of the gods by chance, they would probably still be sinking in the immortal way, and even become truly unfeeling, arrogant, and treat all living beings like ants.
It's a pity that their skills are limited. Although they have awakened the human race's war blood, the world has not been restored, and the human bloodline is still imprisoned. After all, they are at a disadvantage in the confrontation with this heavenly secret. At the moment, it seems that even today's scene is also
As expected, they just followed the established trajectory to become gods.
On the stage of Conferring the Gods, Nezha looked at Li Jing. Although the Conferencing of Gods may be true or false, the father and his son had indeed settled their differences. At this moment, the two eyes met, and a weak light was rising in the oppressed spirit and will.
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The bodies of the strong men of the three religions trembled, but no one really knelt down. From the day they decided to accept the pardon, give up their bodies, and cut off part of the origin of the immortal way, they had already made preparations to ignite the silent bloodline, even if they were doomed.
, and have no complaints or regrets.
"Okay, I don't have time to wait for you to fight."
The sudden opening made many people stunned. Even the Three Saints had strange expressions. Although they could not see through this unknown friend of the Fengshen lineage, the world has not yet been restored, and no matter how strong the human world is,
In the saint realm, even their former teacher was only half a step ahead of them. Even so, his life had already leapt, and it was terrifying.
But their eyes immediately swept over the list of gods and the whip of gods. Can these ancient forbidden weapons be revived in this era when the world has not been restored?
High in the sky, Patriarch Hongjun, who was sitting on the futon, also lowered his deep eyes and said lightly: "Heirs of the lineage of Conferred Gods, do you think that this Conferred God List and the Divine Whip will never be restored in the world?
The years can be easily revived, or do you think the old Taoist will easily give these two ancient artifacts?"
"You can try to see if the two immortal wills you left behind can still mobilize the power of the order of immortality."
Su Qinian caressed the list of gods and the whip in his hand. After all, in the past, the list of gods and the whip in heaven disappeared with the vision of the land where gods fell. Seeing each other again in this future time and space, Su Qinian also sighed a little, but he didn't know the future.
, are the old friends still there, how many old enemies are there, the dormant auras deep in the universe are strong or weak, and there are some secret places. With his current way of doing things, I am afraid he has to visit them in person to penetrate them.
Um?
The eyes of the three saints were slightly bright, and high in the sky, the deep eyes of ancestor Hongjun suddenly bloomed with an incomparable and incomparable immortal brilliance. He stood up from the void, and all the immortal purple energy lingering around him disappeared into his body, and his thin figure
, in the eyes of the strong men of the three religions who fell on the Conferring God Platform, it was like a pillar holding up the sky from the nine heavens and ten earths, an unspeakable terrifying aura, graceful and majestic. As soon as it emerged, the mustard seed void became violent.
Tremble.
"Is this... the supreme realm?" Four sword shadows appeared around Yuanshi Tianzun. Even the saint's body was trembling, but his eyes were unprecedentedly blazing. This is the realm of life that today's human race cannot reach. That
The state of supreme immortality.
"Who are you!" Ancestor Hongjun's tone became rare and serious.
At this time, both the Three Saints, Nezha and other strong men of the three religions also noticed something strange, because the rising terrifying energy and the oppressive feeling that suffocated them disappeared without a trace, and Ming Minghong
Ancestor Jun was right in front of them, and they no longer felt any pressure at all.
It's him!
Surrounded by the four swords of Zhu Lun Jue, Yuan Shi Tianzun couldn't help but frown, because in his opinion, the list of gods and the whip showed no signs of recovery.
At this time, Su Qinian took action.
There was nothing strange at all, and there was no smoke or smoke at all. He just raised a hand and pressed it down into the void. He stood there with no breath, but the palm suddenly appeared on the shoulder of Ancestor Hongjun.
boom!
High in the sky, the futon that had been nurtured by the aura of immortality all year round exploded. Under the shocked eyes of the three saints, the ancestor Hongjun, known as the ancestor of the great avenue and the source of the immortality, was directly struck by that ordinary-looking palm.
, pressed his shoulders and fell into the air, landed on the Conferring God Platform, and with another thud, he knelt down on the ground.
With a head of green hair stuck close to his back, the fairy mist on the face of ancestor Hongjun dissipated, revealing a slightly older and horrified face. In the deep eyes, he was wearing a white robe, and then again
With a pop, a pair of cyan immortal pupils exploded, and cyan immortal blood splashed out. The blood belonging to the quasi-king, each drop was enough to crush the nine heavens and penetrate the boundless void, but at this moment, it seemed like ordinary mortal blood, dripping on the
On the stage of the Conferment of Gods, there was no trace of magic.
Really...not human.
The strong men of the three religions are awe-inspiring, this is definitely a bloodline that is different from the human race.