From then on, Bai Ze's soul realized the gods and gods, and saw all living beings with his eyes. He knew astronomy from above, geography from below, human beings from the middle, yin and yang, Bagua, Qimen, and Dunjia.

The supreme principles of heaven and earth, and the future of all eternity, can be observed, but he dare not observe them.

Bai Ze began to stabilize his realm under Jianmu. Because he had not experienced any training along the way, his foundation was inevitably ups and downs.

After a thousand years of seclusion, Bai Ze left Duguang and returned to the Jiuselu Clan to take care of this ancient tribe.

Of all the races in the prehistoric times, not all races can be called ancient races.

Only those who were vassals of the upper clan during the Dragon and Phoenix period and whose clan remained intact during the disaster must have the foundation, strength, and reputation to be called an ancient clan.

As time goes by, Duguang remains as quiet and peaceful as ever.

The prehistoric witch clan is still expanding little by little, and the witch clan has grown from just ten thousand people to hundreds of millions of people. Twelve majestic and tall ancestral witch palaces stand on the vast land.

The Wu Clan has gradually become the largest clan in the wilderness!

The physical combat power of the twelve ancestral witches is comparable to that of the twelve mighty powers of heaven and earth. Even the mighty powers of heaven and earth that the three tribes once claimed were no more than this.

It is worth mentioning that in the Luoling Mountains in the southwest, there was a powerful man who gathered snakes to form a snake clan, and claimed to be the first green snake in the world. His clan was a famous clan in ancient times.

The law of the jungle has always been enacted in the prehistoric times, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

Until, that day, everything changed.

In the Yujing Temple outside Buzhou Mountain, a sound of Taoism resounded, and one word spread throughout China for hundreds of millions of miles.

"cut!"

The eternal order of heaven and earth was shaken, and the ubiquitous time completely disappeared at this moment.

An old Taoist stood on a piece of white jade, with three phantoms appearing in the sky above his head.

An old man in white robes has kind eyes and a kind face, smiling as he watches the clouds rise and fall in the sky.

An old man in black robe was gloomy and depressed. He seemed to be forever in the shadows, and the light could never shine on him.

The last majestic Taoist came to the sky. This corpse was the self that Hongjun killed after defeating Wan Dao when he had the mentality to rival Wan Dao in controlling the world.

He cut off his pride, arrogance, and joy of victory.

Hongjun, no good, no evil, no self, is the most rational existence in the world.

Therefore, with absolute rationality and wisdom, he will never be defeated.

This is one of the reasons why he can become the winner of ten thousand ways.

All the silent powers in the world looked at Yu Jing, and even the hidden ones in the chaos looked at him.

The Taoist standing on a jade house is the center of heaven and earth.

Behind Hongjun, the wheel of time takes shape, and the road of time is under his control. He controls all time.

As time goes by, Hongjun will always be above the water and will never sink.

Hongjun, in the 49th Yuanhui after the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, killed three corpses and became the "Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian"!

The great avenue shook back 300 million Hongmeng spaces, and three thousand realms fell under the great avenue of time.

Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, only the powerful can feel the terror and mental shock, but all living beings cannot sense it.

Hongjun took a step forward, and the wheel of time behind him merged into the jade dish of creation, and the law of heaven joined him, and the law of heaven vibrated.

The purple air between heaven and earth rolls from east to west, sweeping across the heaven and earth to form a vast cloud tide.

Billions of smallpox fell from the sky, and endless golden lotuses emerged from the vast land.

The sun and moon recede, and all the stars dim.

Flowers are falling from the sky, and golden lotuses are emerging from the ground. Purple air is coming from the east, covering the land of China.

Hongjun became a saint!

The sound of the sky shakes, the music rises, and the clouds open.

Jiutian Xuanyin passed down the prehistoric period: "I am Hongjun. Since the beginning of the world, one million and one million yuan will become the Hunyuan Wujiluo Jinxian, and become a saint of heaven."

I act as the master of heaven, and I should be responsible for educating heaven and earth.

Thousands of years later, I will preach the Great Way in the Zixiao Palace in the sky, teach the common people three thousand great ways and one hundred and eight thousand small ways."

Qing Ling pondered in her heart, the White Dragon Ancestor delayed the Forty-nine Yuan Meeting of Hongjun's sanctification.

Daodao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine.

And Hongjun became a saint and opened the 1.01 million yuan meeting for heaven and earth.

Gu Wei

One yuan less will be changed by manpower the day after tomorrow. Ten thousand yuan more will be the result of innate Pangu.

Fate and mystery are not something he can see through. Even Bai Ze may not be able to see clearly.

Hongjun's majesty disappeared, and time returned to the ancient land.

At the moment when Hongjun became a saint, not a single soul was born or died in the prehistoric world, because Hongjun took away time.

Therefore, no spirit knows that Hongjun has become a saint!

The majesty of the saint is like the majesty of heaven, irresistible.

But instead of all the souls kneeling down and worshiping as imagined, the majesty of the saint forced the whole world to worship.

Hongjun was first Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, and then he was a saint.

Hongjun is famous all over the world for his Taoism. He does not pay attention to etiquette, nor does he pay much attention to etiquette. There are no living beings or ants in his eyes. He will not kill anyone, nor will he take away the opportunity of the Taoism of any life.

Because at this moment he is in charge of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is the source of the way.

The way of heaven in Qing Ling's eyes is becoming more and more lofty, and it is no longer the way of heaven it once was!

The way of heaven has changed!

Just like a prince who only knows how to fight for power and profit without harming his brothers becomes an emperor, his vision has been upgraded from internal private power to benefiting the common people!

The way of heaven has really changed!

The shackles imposed on all paths are broken one after another!

These shackles fell on the thirty-three heavens, and the thirty-three heavens were higher and farther. From then on, it became more difficult to travel between the prehistoric and outer heavens.

Qing Ling stared at Yujing Mountain and was lost in thought for a long time.

He originally thought that after Hongjun became a saint, the way of heaven would be unrivaled and suppress the common people, and all the ways would be dominated by heaven.

But Qing Ling was wrong.

The realm of a saint is different from Hunyuan Wujiluo Jinxian.

The latter is more important about power, while the former is about heart.

A saint's heart can determine the world forever.

How do those selfish desires, hatreds and causes and effects have anything to do with saints?

It was not the way of heaven that changed Hongjun, but Hongjun changed the way of heaven!

There has never been one before, and there will never be another one in the future. He is the true No. 1 Saint of Hongmeng!

Qing Ling was impressed in her heart and bowed deeply to the Taoist who was about to leave on Yujing Mountain. He would never be able to reach such a state and such a saint's heart.

Hongjun is Hongjun. It was Taoist Hongjun who made Hongjun the Taoist ancestor. Just because he is Hongjun does not mean he will become the Taoist ancestor.

On a piece of white jade Jing, Taozu set foot on it for thirty-three days, and the Jade Jing Mountain under his feet ascended to the sky, including every flower, every grass, every bird and every beast in the mountain.

Really, one person attains enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!

Qing Ling bent down and bowed to Daozu, who was walking towards the sky, and looked back at him.

Daozu stretched out his hand and stroked the building wood, and a strand of long hair fell down.

Qing Ling was shocked and reached out to take it.

The powerful officials from all sides were also shocked, and their eyes were extremely complicated.

Some powerful men imitated Qing Ling in saluting the Taoist ancestors, even bending their knees and kneeling down.

But opportunities don't come by asking for them.

The reason why Qing Ling bent down to salute was because as a Taoist, he could sense the changes in the way of heaven countless times more clearly than other powerful beings.

Therefore, he sensed Hongjun Daozu's great realm and broad mind, and he saluted spontaneously and from his heart.

These powerful powers are driven by desires in the heart and driven by external things.

Qingling thanked Daozu for his great kindness and watched him go to heaven.

He remembered that word.

The white jade capital in the sky, the fifth floor of the city, the twelfth floor. The immortal caressed my head, tied my hair and received eternal life.

It’s no wonder that all the powerful officials were shocked and even asked for help.
Chapter completed!