Qing Ling smiled and said: "When I was in Beiming, I persuaded fellow Taoists to say that the Hunyuan of the Four Symbols is the Hunyuan of luck, not the Hunyuan of realms. Fellow Taoists should think twice!"

Kunpeng's face was extremely solemn. He pondered for a long time and said: "I will bear in mind today's instructions. Farewell!"

Qingling bowed her hands and said goodbye to Kunpeng.

He no longer inquires about the past and present, and only quietly comprehends the great road in the sea of ​​stars.

Although he is not in the prehistoric times, he is everywhere in the prehistoric times.

There are twinkling stars in the sea of ​​stars in all directions: the Canglong in the east, the Xuanwu in the north, the Suzaku in the south, and the White Tiger in the west. Gradually, the sun star flashes with red light, the lunar star shines with white light, and the red Luan star echoes in the distance. The stars were criss-crossed and woven into a pattern by Qing Ling using his soul as needle and thread.

In the heavenly court, Emperor Taiyi and Jun all sensed each other. Once they saw him clearly, they let go of their guard.

On the ancient land, a beautiful woman looked up at the moon. A man with an arrow next to her smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

His handsome and heroic face was full of doting.

The woman's eyebrows softened and she gave a cute smile, "Nothing, I see the moon in the sky is as bright as jade, and I feel a little homesick."

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Qing Ling knew that several Star Lords would sense it, and he had no intention of stopping.

His vast and vast Yuan Shen weaves and stitches and pulls threads again and again. His Yuan Shen is getting bigger and wider, so big that the entire ten thousand stars are in his arms, becoming a white light emitting the Yuan Shen. The giant!

This giant holds a sea of ​​stars in his hands, and the stars in the sea are woven into brocade cloth by him. Using stars as needles, light as threads, and the universe as the foundation, he is creating a star map.

At the same time, Kunpeng folded his wings, fell into the wilderness, turned into a monster, and created the language of the ten thousand monsters.

In this era, Qing Ling caused changes in all directions. Hong Yun left the prehistoric era and walked into the depths of chaos with the Hongmeng Purple Qi, opening up the world of sky fire. The chaos is boundless. Once you enter, there are no signposts and you can't find any of the worlds. .

Kunpeng no longer sticks to the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Minghe has no other thoughts, Taiyi Emperor Jun is more devoted to cultivating and strengthening the demon clan, and Hongyun escapes the disaster silently!

In the sea of ​​​​blood, Styx silently held a small black and blue flag, which was sent from the Demon Master Palace, and he began to retreat.

In the Wa Palace, Nuwa also closed the palace for seclusion, sacrificing herself and walking into the Qiankun Cauldron to pry into the legacy of the entire Hongmeng creation.

Taiyi began to merge with the Chaos Bell Spirit and lived deep in the Sun Star. When he came out, there was only the Donghuang Bell in the world!

Emperor Jun has many good and evil corpses, coordinates the management of the demon clan, implements the deduction of the river map, and has the blessing of great luck. His cultivation is blessed by the status of the darling of the times, and his progress is not slow at all.

On Kunlun Mountain, the number of immortals gradually increased, and those who came to worship and seek Taoism could stretch for three thousand miles in Kunlun. The Sanqing Dynasty had no choice but to close the mountain, but they could not bear the suffering of all living beings. The three corpses came down the mountain in turn, opened the altar to lecture, and gave guidance to all spirits.

In the west, there are many creatures on Mount Sumeru. Zhunti did not hesitate to innately cherish the golden lotus seeds. He threw the golden lotus seeds into the wilderness, turned them into countless spiritual roots and fairy grass, and then turned them into fertile soil in forests and fields, creating countless habitats for the creatures in the west.

Jieyin also sprinkles his own white lotus seeds to bring good fortune to all living beings, and enlightens the wisdom of all sentient beings in the West.

Zhunti has lived in Sumeru for a long time. A great dream came to the Western world and enlightened countless spiritual beings. Zhunti walked through the mountains and rivers of the West, opening forums and teaching Dharma everywhere. Regardless of high or low, this saint would stop for anyone who has the heart to follow the Tao. Lecture.

The Western World entrusted the fate of the two people to Zhunti and Youyin, and they also had a clear conscience for the Western Heaven and Earth and Western sentient beings.

The West made the Two Saints, and the Two Saints made the West.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat alone on the high platform for a long time, recalling the past billions of years, and all kinds of thoughts came to mind.

The Great Dao, the ultimate point of the Dao, is loneliness, the Dao, and no longer a Taoist.

Hongjun slowly walked down the high platform, smoothing down the Taoist robes that he had worn for countless years. The door of Zixiao Palace opened silently, and Taozu stepped out of the threshold.

Behind him are the endless grievances and resentments of three thousand gods and demons of Chaos. From Chaos to the prehistoric era, the endless struggles and calculations...

In front of me is the vast, chaotic nothingness. From now on, there will be no time to perceive the Tao without emotion!

On this day, a majestic sound resounded in the wilderness, and the wind of the past years blew across the eternal land, passing through endless mountains and rivers, causing ripples in thousands of rivers and hundreds of seas.

"I, Taoist Hongjun!

Be consistent with your body!

I only hope that heaven and earth will live up to me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the universe, the eternal sky, and the emptiness of the future all became silent.

The entire prehistoric world stood still for a moment. This moment seemed to last for a thousand years, but it was only a moment.

The great road is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, the one who escapes.

From now on, the way of heaven will be perfect and will no longer be lacking.

If there is more damage to the way of heaven than to make up for the deficiency, what is damaged is Hongjun, but what is made up for is heaven and earth.

The jade dish of creation disappeared forever and merged into heaven and earth.

The laws of heaven and earth, the order of heaven and earth, are perfect.

One yuan begins again, and everything is renewed.

From then on, it was a new era for heaven and earth!

The only vision of Hedao is that time stops, and after that, the prehistoric period returns to normal.

It’s just that the sky is more ethereal and the earth is broader.

No living being can remember Hongjun at all. Even Daluo Jinxian has been wiped out of memory by time.

Only the quasi-sage and the great power of heaven and earth who beheaded a corpse can remember it.

After all, if there was an accident in Honghuang, tall men like them would be needed to bear it.

In the starry sky, the huge white-clothed soul has been absent for a long time. Only Taoists have ever dared to live up to heaven and earth with a clear conscience, and no one has ever dared to say whether heaven and earth can live up to him.

Daozu Hongjun has become a thing of the past, but he once reached heights that no one has ever reached and seen scenery that no one has ever seen.

No one has ever been able to understand his thoughts. Daozu is always one era ahead of all living beings, and no one has ever reached the same height as him.

There is no need to compare Hongjun and Pangu, nor can they be compared.

The creation of heaven and earth and the union of heaven and earth are not determined by the judgment of sentient beings. No one can evaluate them, not even saints.

Hongjun never owed anything to heaven and earth, but he sacrificed his life to join the Tao. He placed his whole life on the wilderness, hoping that the world would not let him down.

Qing Ling was silent for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses. He thought that he would never be the only one who lost his mind. I was afraid that all the beings in the world who thought they were standing at the top would also lose their minds.

Qing Ling Yuan Shen gathered, the star map revived, time changed, and the moment of nothingness made him understand a lot.

In the heavenly palace, in the Qianyan Demon King's cave, a magnificent white light lit up, and thousands of derived laws of heaven and earth entered his soul.

When Hongjun joined forces, the way of heaven was complete, and the derivation was perfect, only then was the birth of his derivation, the quasi-sage!

The evil thoughts in Qingxuan's eyes dissipated. He was different from ordinary Taoists who beheaded corpses. He was a being similar to the three corpses. Naturally, he would not kill the three corpses, but would only kill the evil thoughts!

Now, Qingxuan has been practicing hard for countless years and has finally become a quasi-sage!

Chaos, on the World Tree, the Hunyuan Golden Dou above my head emits golden light, and all the four images of earth, wind, water, and fire are swallowed into it, and then transformed into wood images.
Chapter completed!