Chapter 212: Blue sky and red sun, one sentence of longevity! (two in one)
Then, we can only complete his soul...
Everyone took a deep breath.
Emperor Duantian said: "I don't care if it's him or not, it's better than dying! He can't die. Pangu's golden body contains endless heaven and earth, which is too important to our ancient world!"
"Okay!" The God-Slaying Emperor immediately spoke, saying that Changsheng must not die. If he dies, all the hard work of these teachers will be in vain!
"In that case, let all living beings pray for the Tao to be resurrected forever, and let him incarnate as the Dao of Heaven and rule the nine heavens!"
"If this is the case, since the heaven is broken, then a new court will be established in the ninth heaven, and the emperors of heaven will rule the world from generation to generation... And above it, there should be the way of heaven, the existence in the dark, the way of heaven is controlled by the will of all living beings.
Transformation must be a selfless existence that can depose generations of tyrants and emperors."
How intelligent are the people present?
All the conjectures were completed in an instant, and in this way, the system of heaven and earth was truly established!
Human desires are selfish, while the way of heaven is selfless. There is a way of heaven in the dark that monitors heaven and everything in the world. It is impossible for a mastermind like Long Hong Emperor Qi Na to appear behind the scenes.
"Emperors of heaven, start patching up the sky!"
A Zuntian Emperor walked out, and after recovering his cultivation, he soared into the sky.
They came to several broken acupoints, moved the space fragments piece by piece, and reorganized the space of the acupoints.
At the same time, a hearty shout resounded across the heaven: "All living beings in the world, pray for the resurrection and return of the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Dao Tiandi, please resurrect me!"
"Our world is indispensable without the Dao Heavenly Emperor!"
Suddenly, countless people in the inner world cried loudly and fell to their knees. Their thoughts were mixed together, forming strands of thoughts and feelings that floated like the sky.
They prayed to God to return this Taoist Emperor to them, even if they sacrificed their lives.
The prestige of the Dao Heavenly Emperor has long surpassed that of any other Heavenly Emperor in the past and present, and has reached its peak. Countless people are sincerely grateful to the Heavenly Emperor, and their pure and incomparable will and worship are transformed into the sky.
"Dao Tiandi, please come back to life..." An old man from the Holy Land closed his eyes with tears streaming down his face. Seeing this scene, he felt heavy and sad.
"But when the Dao Heavenly Emperor returns, will it still be him?"
There are young people crying loudly and not caring about appearance.
The whole world is praying.
The life of Daotian Emperor is extremely legendary. He is a hybrid of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan. He appeared in Jianmu Nei for the first time, fought his way out of various hidden holy places, and left behind the myth and legend of immortality to save his mother.
Later, he fought in heaven, became enemies of the gods, fought with the emperor for gods, and resisted the punishment of the three gods without dying. Instead, he created an immortal golden body. He fought for the emperor for the second time, and then suppressed Da Luotian, with the intention of death.
, one man can defeat eleven ancient emperors.
This period of time is too legendary.
He has been fighting all his life, bathing in blood, fighting all the way up, and finally fighting a bloody battle with Emperor Qi. At this time, he was exhausted and lost consciousness. He still held up his arms and supported the sky with his unyielding will.
How could they not feel sad for such a heroic Emperor of Heaven?
"It's not enough. It's still not enough. His soul is too powerful... I'm afraid he needs a great emperor to fill the sky with his soul and complete his consciousness." Emperor Duan Tian suddenly said his voice gradually cooled down and looked at all the fellow Taoists, "Everyone,
Now is the time for me to realize my ambition... When I knew that the ancient times were a scam, and that all living beings on the earth were deceived by the terrible truth, then I hoped to cut through the ages and eradicate the masterminds from the past and present, and
Now, we like-minded Taoist friends have done it. In the future, we will only strive to be in this world and live in the present, because..."
"Once the way of heaven is established, it will completely cut off the past and present, and no one will be allowed to decay!"
A brilliant golden crow-red sun let out a clear roar and flew away into the sky, shattering its own soul and turning into the purest original soul energy, which merged into the central Dantian sky.
Wow!
Large areas of blood were shed.
Emperor Duantian's aura was completely integrated into it, and he chose death. A sun hung high in the Dantian, shining on the nine heavens, hanging in the center, and countless people on the earth began to mourn.
Emperor Duantian is dead.
This ancient heavenly emperor, respected by all living beings on earth, chose to unite with the Tao.
Suddenly, countless people roared like crazy, their eyes instantly turned red, filled with tears, and they cried loudly.
"It's not enough, it's still not enough!"
Qingdi strode out and looked at the sky lightly.
"Qing Emperor, you can't..." An old man from the demon race choked with sobs.
The Qing Emperor was calm, silent, and walked step by step.
He directly revealed his true body, Green Lotus, and a huge green green lotus flew up and merged into the central dantian. The huge soul exploded instantly and slowly suspended in it, causing the entire dantian to reflect a faint green color.
People all around were crying.
"Qinglian..." the cute girl cried loudly, sobbing.
Her face was covered with tears. Qinglian was the person she had the best relationship with. He was taciturn but always the most reliable. Unknowingly, he had become her best friend in this second life.
If she were a heavenly emperor, she would rather die in Qinglian's place, but it's a pity that her realm is not enough.
The beings in the Nine Heavens began to wail again, and another Heavenly Emperor fell. This was destined to be a dark era, with catastrophes between heaven and earth, even far more terrifying than the Ancient God Heavenly Court. Not only did the heavens collapse, but every Heavenly Emperor continued to fall.
Use your body to mend the sky and resurrect the Taoist Emperor.
Suddenly, someone pointed at the sky and exclaimed:
"what is that!?"
Everyone looked up and saw that the huge blue lotus in the Dantian world turned into an ocean, and a golden sun and golden crows floated in the Qinghai...
"Blue sky and red sun!"
Someone shouted at the vision in the central sky and became extremely excited.
The Nine Stars Link has already connected the nine acupoints around the Dantian in the center. In each of their small worlds, they watched the incredible Dantian phenomenon from afar.
Suddenly, in the blue sky and red sun, a faint shadow began to return again, and the supreme terrifying aura filled the air, as if it had transcended time and space, the heaven and earth were trembling, and the terrifying power of heaven and earth rushed towards it.
"who I am?"
The figure suddenly spoke, showing a sense of confusion.
He slowly sat cross-legged in the bright blue sky and red sun, looking down at all the living beings in the nine worlds around him, all staring at him, with a dull look on his face.
"You created me, why are you crying?"
Everyone was sobbing more and more.
They clearly understood that Dao Tiandi had come back to life and had forgotten the past. His three souls and seven souls had been completed, and he was no longer himself.
Wow.
The wishes and emotions of countless sentient beings gathered together and merged into his body. His sadness made him feel inexplicably, and tears fell one by one. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just felt very sad inside.
"Who am I?"
He suddenly murmured and looked into the distance with his eyes, as if looking through an ancient time.
My mind was suddenly shaken, and in my mind there was a vague image of a child reading a book, and a voice sounded next to him: "Child! You are born with the supreme Taoist body, and I am the earth mother Ivy. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
........
The screen flashed.
On the grassland under the bright sunshine, a young and honest young man, ignorant and honest, holds his mother's hand and walks into the distance:
"Mom, your Tao, your immortality, is just like your son Tao Changsheng. He has come back again and embarked on a career of seeking Tao again..."
.......
Gradually, a dignified middle-aged man who was calm and spoke little appeared in front of him.
"Teacher, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at this land and thinking about my future."
"Then teacher, what future are you thinking about?"
"If I become the Qing Emperor in his future years, my retribution will be that peach blossoms will bloom here!"
.......
boom!!
His mind suddenly shook, and he looked down at the huge green lotus under him, slowly circling.
He showed an extremely complicated expression, then looked up and saw the golden blazing red sun. It was as if he saw another majestic Emperor of Heaven, with his hands on his back. This once like-minded fellow Taoist was telling his dream, "I am the one who broke the law."
The Emperor of Heaven should cut across this world, arbitrate for eternity, and eradicate all the ancient existences of the past!"
.......
Teacher, best friend.
He was silent, as if thousands of thoughts were flashing through his mind.
Finally, he saw a young emperor of heaven, which was himself. He knelt down in front of Da Luotian, cried bitterly, and begged the ancestral witch, "All ancient emperors of heaven, please go back for the sake of the common people!"
All that came were sneers.
He could feel the sadness of the young emperor, who was unwilling to fight with the hero he admired most.
But in the end, that young man stood upright, shouldered everything, and fought bloody battles with Di Qi, fighting to the death without surrender.
Is that me?
my whole life....
He suddenly lowered his head and couldn't help but sigh.
It's vague, as if it's a past life, but the pain is unforgettable.
His originally calm and indifferent eyes made waves, and he suddenly spoke to Lang Lang: "I am the Dao of Heaven for all living beings, and all living beings are born to me. Since I live in the blue sky and the red sun, it is the blue sky... I live forever for the Dao,
Nor is it the Tao of eternal life."
Blue sky!
All living beings on the earth were shaken, and the heavenly emperors could not help but show strange expressions.
He suddenly realized something, showed a faint chuckle, stretched out his hand slightly, and all the creatures in the nine spaces were released outside, "Go out, there must be order in the world, this is the heaven, mortals cannot stay here for a long time!"
Wow.
One after another, the creatures suddenly flashed and appeared on the barren blood-colored soil.
They turned around and looked at the vast giant who was still standing tall, his unyielding body seemed to be standing like a statue, still holding up the sky.
Boom!
In the next second, the entire terrifying vast giant collapsed and turned into balls of flesh and blood, paved on the ground.
Among the huge collapsed bodies, a small figure slowly walked out, it was Dao Changsheng, but he was a lot more indifferent, looking at the entire land,
"After this catastrophe of the ancestral witches, there will be a prosperous age! My god is the ninth heaven, and my body is the earth!"
He pointed to the sky and the ground, and the huge collapsed Pangu body quickly began to undergo a flow of Taoism. The entire corpse turned into a mountain of flesh and blood, with many green branches and leaves extending outwards, and the bones began to turn into solid jade.
Treasure....
His skin is extremely tough and his hair is as tough as divine thread, which can be regarded as a treasure to all living creatures.
This is equivalent to the creation of the world once again, the emergence of various innate spiritual treasures, and the entry into a completely new era.
He flew up calmly, blended into the sky wall, and gradually disappeared: "I am the way of heaven, and the wishes and powers of all living beings are gathered into one thought! If the tyrant has no way, the wishes and powers of all living beings are gathered into heaven, take over my body, and use the body of heaven to defeat the emperor.
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Boom!
The heaven and earth felt it and seemed to be shaking.
The people on the earth were silent and grieving. They looked up for a long time and saw that the way of heaven had completely disappeared. They could only pack up their luggage and baggage and walk on the land full of death and barrenness again. They began to rebuild houses and start a new life.
"The war is over..."
"The catastrophe has passed, but we are still alive!"
Some people cried with joy and numbly rebuilt the house. It took several days before they finally cried out. They cried loudly and their limbs were paralyzed on the soil. They were still in disbelief.
This is the pain of war.
After all, mortals are just mortals. They cannot resist and can only endure the suffering it brings. The scenes of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing may not be erased in their ordinary lives, turning into nightmares and waking up from time to time at night.
But it is not easy to get to this point. A passionate and heroic emperor is also determined to overthrow the ancient rule, and has paid too much price.
This time, the ancient heaven was completely overthrown, and there was no longer any existence from the past. It was undoubtedly a great victory, but what about the new era after the great victory?
As Emperor Duantian said:
Just strive to be in this world, and each genius and genius will create a prosperous age?
That may have happened a long time ago. The scars of the current catastrophe will be difficult to erase within hundreds of years.
There were surprisingly few sacrifices. After a fight, most of the Heavenly Emperors were still alive, but the three oldest and most powerful Heavenly Emperors were already far away from everyone.
More than ten days later, people resumed the years of slash-and-burn cultivation. The gods maintained order in the sky and provided rain for spring plowing. An empress was sitting in a dilapidated and crude wooden house. Xu Wei looked at the dead black soil outside the window, and a trace of
Brand new green sprouts slowly emerge.
She sat in front of the window, holding a pen on a black slate, recording this difficult and long period of catastrophe, and in the end, wrote this postscript:
When the sky was shrouded by ancient gods, and when the corpses everywhere lamented the weakness of human beings, Human Ancestor still stubbornly dragged his body to block the sky, writing his will with his tenacious old body: not giving up hope.
When the fruits are eroded by dark moths, when the flowers of victory bloom in other people's gardens, Qingtian still stubbornly holds up his broken body in front of Daluo Tian, and writes his determination with his upright body: Never abandon all sentient beings.
Generations of heroic emperors marched forward in the darkness of decay,
A brave heart holds the determination to die,
Finally overthrow the invincible ancient existence,
Among the ancient stone slabs,
Their unyielding legend will be recorded. The ancestors of human beings have only a few years, the sky is blue and the sun is red... Tao lives forever."
Xuwei suddenly stopped writing, stood up, and carefully hung the simple black slate filled with dense calligraphy on the stone wall of the thatched house.
She strode out to welcome another day of scorching sun rising, and the bright sunshine shone on her beautiful face. She seemed to see the indifferent heaven that was already high above, and she couldn't help but smile slowly,
"The quiet years are just for the sake of immortality."
No matter how sad and angry the surviving people are at this time, and what a terrifying era this is, the years are still ruthless.
It is washing away all the splendid past. This moment was recorded in the "Eastern Era" for countless years, and it is still cruelly simple:
[At the end of the Western Era, the catastrophe of heaven and earth came. Buildings collapsed, the heaven was shattered, and all living things were wiped out. The Tao and the Emperor merged into the sky, the sky was blue and the sun was red, and the way of heaven was established.]
