Chapter 491: Humanity Award, Reincarnation of Junior Sister
Xuanyuan's search for gods is essentially a targeted screening of gods within the territory of the human race.
Win over the good, reliable, and aware of the overall situation, and resolutely attack those who have ulterior motives and evil intentions!
If he needs to create a harmonious era in which humans and gods live together and are respectful but not profane, he must eliminate these unstable factors.
In fact, Xuanyuan was not the first human co-lord to do this. Fuxi and Shennong also did similar things.
Fuxi's tour to the east and Shennong's power over the world were essentially promoting martial virtue and intimidating Xiaoxiao.
It's just that during the period of the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Earth, the human race's foundation was relatively weak, and it was not suitable to expand the scope of the attack and use the current power of plowing the court and clearing holes.
Today, after the development of the Three Hundred Clubs, especially after the Battle of Zhulu, the human race has achieved further integration, and both the luck of the race and the top experts have climbed to unprecedented heights.
Coupled with the fact that Emperor Fuxi and Emperor Shennong suppressed the fate of the human race, Xuanyuan also had the confidence to do big things, and he didn't have to worry about capsizing.
With the Emperor's Holy Sword in hand, the point pointed by the sword's edge is the direction of the general trend of humanity!
As the son of destiny in this era, Xuanyuan represents the will of the human race, the will of humanity!
Be obedient and we will have a happy cooperation.
If you don't obey me, then let you try the Holy Sword of Humanity to see if it is beneficial or not?!
On the Xuanyuan Platform, the Human Emperor Xuanyuan stood with his sword, quietly watching the changes in the ancient times.
Feng Hou is also sitting in meditation.
He was so focused and calm that his soul wandered too weakly.
The top is in harmony with the way of heaven, and the middle is in line with the way of humanity.
After the wind, I seem to see the eastern sky lighting up slightly, a bit of dawn tearing apart the night, and the purple air and clouds coming out of the world together. The clouds are very pale, and the purple air is very thin. At first, there are only wisps, and then they gradually gather, like the waves of the waves.
The sea is extremely vast.
Purple air comes to the instrument, and the stars shine brightly.
On Xuanyuan Terrace, the scenery is auspicious.
The human race marches from the twelve directions, and the luck gathers from the twelve directions.
These twelve torrents of luck converge on the Xuanyuan Platform and form a crown of luck hanging with twelve stars.
And with the continuous battles and victories of the human army, this crown of luck has become more and more solid.
This is the coronation of humanity!
Xuanyuan's move is in harmony with heaven and people!
The dignity of the human emperor should be enjoyed immeasurably!
As the Prime Minister of Xuanyuan and the actual commander of the twelve allied armies, Feng Hou also received the Humanity Award.
The cloud phenomena in the sky are slowly changing, and they are actually deducing the Eight Formations of Qimen.
Within the Jingmen, thunder and fire are tempered, Xuanxing is imprinted, Qian descends the spirit, Kun Yingling, the sun and moon appear, and Yue Du forms!
A sword embryo is taking shape.
Jing Zhenjian!
A treasure of luck, an auspicious object, but also a weapon of destruction!
Fenghou looked into the void, surprised and at the same time dumbfounded.
His identity in the vest has obviously been screened out by humanity.
Otherwise, even if he got Xuanyuan's glory, he wouldn't be bribed with special rewards.
"Is this because I am still not moving, are you afraid that he will miss the date?"
Feng Hou smiled softly, but he did not refuse and allowed Jing Zhen's sword fetus to fall into his own sea of destiny.
Seeing him accepting the reward, humanity seemed to have given up. The clouds in the sky changed again and again, becoming colorful and spectacular.
Fenghou looked at the overhanging mountain at the mouth of the river and asked with a smile: "People are so enthusiastic, why don't you show it to me?"
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Hanging upside down on the mountain, the sun and moon hang high, auspicious clouds linger and half cover, the spiritual light gathers, and the endless vitality washes away the dust and turbidity of the world, making the four directions pure and pure.
At the end of the avenue of life, a sacred tree reflects the black and yellow light, and it is faintly visible that there are countless heavens rising and falling among the thousands of branches, and the canopy of merit supports the twenty-four high heavens.
Nowadays, these twenty-four levels of merit seem to be growing, and the mysterious and mysterious energy is constantly falling down and integrating into the sea of merit.
On the endless void and the eternal road, three figures are marching towards the other shore step by step.
Two of them were dressed in imperial attire, with crowns on their heads on the left, black clothes and black robes, with calm auras and solemn expressions.
The figure on the right is majestic, the auspicious light above his head shines in the sky, and thunder can be seen in every gesture.
The one in the middle is formless and has no face, as if he exists in endless time and space at the same time, and has his existence in the past and future.
When the whisper from behind the wind came, the three phantoms moving toward the other shore stopped at the same time.
The one in the middle looked back and said with a smile: "No hurry, no rush, I'll send you an empress first."
The imperial figure on the left nodded slightly, obviously indicating his approval.
After saying this, the three of them moved forward again.
But this time, their figures seem to be overlapping each other more and more, and they are becoming unique.
In the sword pavilion, the boundless Qingyun began to disperse, and Mingyu woke up from the mysterious realm.
He looked outside the hall and saw that the little phoenix seemed to be connected with him and appeared on the upside down mountain almost at the same time.
Today, her colorful clothes are fluttering, her waist is girded with red silk, her ink color is like a waterfall, and she is dancing like silk. She holds a gun in one hand, behind her back, with her head held high. She is really a nine-day phoenix, standing between heaven and earth. She is so beautiful that people dare not look straight.
See.
"Senior brother, are you sending it to me?"
The little phoenix's eyes are smiling like a crescent moon.
"certainly!"
Mingyu Langyi's face softened and she spoke softly.
"Then let's go!"
Little Phoenix stepped forward, took his senior brother's arm in a generous manner, and the two left the sword pavilion together.
They entered the netherworld together, passed through the gate of hell together, went to Huangquan Road together, stepped on the Naihe Bridge together, and met Granny Meng together.
"I can only send you here." Mingyu ordered a bowl of Mengpo soup for her, waved her hand to hold down the Sansheng Stone, and then personally sent her junior sister to Wangxiang Terrace.
Little Phoenix took Po Meng's soup from his hand. After much hesitation, she still didn't take a sip. She raised her head and asked Mingyu: "Brother, I remember you said before that you can't drink Sister Meng's soup."
Youmeng on the Naihe Bridge heard these words clearly, and her face turned dark immediately. She stared at the two people on the gazebo with an unkind expression.
She always felt that this complaint seemed familiar!
Mingyu smiled and said: "Drink it quickly, you will forget what it tastes after drinking it anyway!"
"That makes sense!"
Little Phoenix also laughed.
His smart eyes stared at the dark Meng Po Tang. He closed his eyes, raised his head, and took a deep breath.
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Mingyu did not leave immediately.
He stopped at Wangxiang Terrace, stretched out his hand, and saw another true spirit blessed by heaven coming into the world.
His expression was suddenly a bit indescribable: "I will send a female emperor down, and you will bring the Emperor of Heaven here? Is it intentional or accidental?"
This whisper echoed in the depths of samsara for a long time.
Unfortunately, no one could answer him.
On the other hand, Youmeng looked at the lonely figure on the Wangxiang Platform and thought maliciously: "Every time I see you asking for soup from others, if this continues, one day you will have to use this soup for yourself! By then,
I’ll add more ingredients for you so that you don’t have to go around telling others that my soup tastes bad!”
"Sister Meng, don't think about anything that is not conducive to unity!"
Mingyu turned around and looked at her with a half-smile.
Youmeng was a little embarrassed after being caught in action, but his ancestor's pride did not allow him to show weakness.
She forced her respect and said: "Reincarnation is the destination of all living beings. Some people are destined to drink this bowl of soup from past and present lives, and there is no way to avoid it!"
At the same time, Youmeng was also sighing in her heart that the boy who once roamed the netherworld has now come before her.
In front of the main road is the sacrificial site, and there are piles of bones on Wuji Road.
How many of the sentient beings in the world can walk through this infinite path?
“I really don’t know if we, the saints who have been sitting there for countless years, will have a chance to truly transcend after you!”
Youmeng's expression was a little lonely.
As an ancestor who was a contemporary of Hongjun, now that she saw that Mingyu, the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, would also take the road to the other side, she was inevitably a little depressed.
"There will be!"
Mingyu said categorically: "What I represent is not the end of an era, but the beginning of another great era!"
He stood in the Netherworld, his eyes were extremely chaotic, and he seemed to see several figures running around hard.
"Sister Meng, believe me, the prehistoric world will continue to advance and become the only true world in infinite time and space and the eternal universe."
"This is the fate that the Great God Pangu himself cut with the ax in his hand. Even if there are twists and turns, we will get everything back on track!"