Kong Xuan nodded, thinking he was taught, but he was confused in his heart.

Many times, the Tao cannot be understood in just one click, let alone in a few sentences. Otherwise, how difficult would the Tao be?

Qing Ling smiled and stretched out her hand, using her hand as the tip of the pen and the sky as the paper. In this topsy-turvy world, she wrote four mantras: All the heavens and worlds, the palace of all living beings, are infinite and indestructible, and the fire is passed down from generation to generation.

The sixteen Taoist texts of Daruo Sumeru bloom with black and yellow energy, lead to the Dharma words of the saints, and unite all living beings with the Dao. With the blessing of the saints, they are no longer just an aspirational statement, but a true mantra!

Those who recite this mantra with sincerity will gain great power.

The sixteen-character mantra is engraved on a huge stone in front of the Hall of All Living Beings, blooming in black and yellow to ward off evil spirits.

Countless demons screamed in fear and fled madly towards the junction of the gap between the two worlds, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

The creator of these evil spirits, the powerful demon race, was even more frightened and hurriedly saluted and apologized in the direction of Beiju Luzhou.

He waited for a long time, but no instructions came from the saint. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he seemed to have only made a meaningless salute, it was precisely because of this salute that he saved his life.

Saints govern the world by practicing etiquette, and etiquette is advocated by saints. Even if Qingling does not attach importance to etiquette, he is still a saint.

Qing Ling took Kong Xuan away from this small world. The creatures in this world did not know that a saint had come to their world.

Millions of Yuhun tribesmen were overjoyed and celebrated as a whole. They knelt down in front of the Hall of All Living Beings and shed tears like rain.

The young envoy was shocked when he saw such a scene. He would remember this moment for the rest of his life. It was also at this moment that he felt the greatness of his mission.

He also knelt down and worshiped the icon of the Hall of All Living Beings, the Saint of All Living Beings.

In the 72nd year of the Emperor's calendar, Yuanhui 4782, the Xuanyuan tribe and the Jiuli tribe officially went to war.

The great witch Chiyou, who was a human-witch hybrid, led eighty-one witch masters who were also human-witch hybrids and eight mixed-blood shamans. They had many subordinates and were good at fighting, and Xuanyuan was defeated one after another.

In the nine battles between Chi You and Xuanyuan, Chi You was victorious.

Chi You is even called the God of War by the people of the world.

Chiyou founded the country at the site of the former emperor, known as the Jiuli Kingdom.

For a time, war broke out on the continent where Dongsheng Shenzhou was conquered.

The Queen Mother of the West in the Heavenly Court sent the Nine-Tian Xuannv to come to help.

A great Luo from the East China Sea Dragon Clan, named Yinglong, came to help Xuanyuan.

The disciples of Chanjiao took action one after another.

Many disciples of Jiejiao who were cultivating in the Three Mountains and Five Mountains also came to help.

However, none of the leaders and disciples of the three religions came, and Xuanyuan even asked for help from the demon clan, the former mortal enemy of the witch clan, but not a single big demon from the demon clan came.

No matter how clever the saint's calculation is, as time has passed so long, the two tribes of lich and demons naturally understand that their decline is inseparable from the methods of a few saints.

There is no thought of friendship between Buddhism, Taoism and Lich clan.

The demon clan now lives in the demon world and no longer participates in the disputes in the ancient world. Naturally, they are happy to watch the drama of their former enemies.

Although the Chiyou tribe is a mixed race of humans and witches, they are talented and powerful. Although the witch tribe has no intention of returning to the ancient times, they still want to recruit these good seedlings.

After all, it is indeed difficult for the Wu clan to reproduce.

After much consideration, Gou Mang decided to support Chi You!

This decision shocked the world. Even though the Lich declined, no one denied that the Lich was still one of the most powerful forces in the world.

Several saints were a little surprised, and after many deductions, they couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Although the disciples of the Three Religions are full of geniuses, compared to the Wu Clan, they are still just kids and big men.

I frowned on Shouyang Mountain. He thought for a while to find someone to help. Nuwa might be laughing and watching a show. It was impossible to ask the demon clan to help. The two Westerners were too deceptive. I was afraid to ask the gods.

It's easy to send a message to God but hard to do so.

The three brothers and three religions of my family combined can't compare to the Wu Clan's hegemony of the Hundred Yuan Hui.

After much thought, he thought of Qing Ling.

Although the power of the Qingling Sect is similar to theirs, they are demon ancestors, so they can mobilize some big demons, demon saints and the like.

There is also the Earth Emperor Tribe. Today's Dayu Kingdom has experienced great development in dozens of Yuanhui and has also grown in strength.

As long as Qing Ling is touched, this time it will not only establish the human faith of the Taoist sect, but also weaken the remnants of the Lich and Lich clans. It can also curb the development of the Dayu Kingdom and train the disciples of the three religions so that they can thrive and take on big responsibilities after experiencing the storm.

After thinking about it, I found that the main conflict lies with Dong Qingling.

So I called the silver-horned boy to lead the green ox, and sat on the ox to Fuyu Mountain.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the front of the mountain, I found that Qingling was no longer in the dojo.

His thoughts swept across the vast wilderness, but he didn't find Qing Ling's aura.

I thought I was too impatient, so I carefully scanned the four major continents, twelve planes, and more than a thousand worlds in the ancient world, but I still didn't find Qing Ling.

Ask the disciples of Fuyu Mountain, and the disciples in the mountain also don’t know where their saint has gone.

I was a little surprised. It was impossible for the saint to disappear. He couldn't find him among all the living beings. This only meant that the other man was close to him in strength.

I shook my head and sighed: "After all, we are the predecessors who walked alone."

As a result, everyone in the Fuyu Mountain Sect knew that their master was missing, and then all the envoys of the Hall of All Living Beings knew that the master of the hall was missing. Then some of the powerful ancestors knew that the Saint of All Living Beings had disappeared!

For a time, all the gossip among the big guys in the ancient world revolved around Qing Ling. As for wanting to disturb the Hall of All Living Beings while the saint was away, no one dared to come up with such crooked ideas as Fuyu Mountain.

After all, they know that the saint just disappears, and that the saint is immortal even in countless calamities. He may just be hiding in some void and falling asleep.

If it were someone else, it wouldn't be possible, but if it were a saint, it would be possible. Because the long years are meaningless to saints. They are immortal and have no crisis. They rarely span the entire prehistoric era in an instant and accomplish everything in an instant.

Saints do one thing at a time, not only because they have to weigh all parties, but also because if everything is done in an instant, what else can the saints do?

The realm of a saint, in the eyes of those Taoists who are still struggling with their path, is that a person with all the power in the world retires and has only one thing, which is enjoyment.

The whole world is talking about where the saint has gone? But the saint himself took Kong Xuan to the Taishang sect among the nine realms of Taiqing.

The Nine Realms of Taiqing are the sect worlds opened by the nine Taizongs of the Human Sect, all of which are the Great Thousand Worlds.

In the Taishang Sect Realm, there are countless Taoists sitting cross-legged under the Realm Gate, listening attentively.

Above the Realm Gate is a young Taoist with an immortal spirit who teaches the Great Dharma of Zifu Xuandu.

This world coincides with the cross-border avatar of Master Xuandu who comes once in a hundred thousand years to preach.

Qing Ling and Kong Xuan sat leisurely in the crowd.

Most of the Taoists in the crowd were in the realm of Heavenly Immortal and Mysterious Immortal. Only the hundred or so people at the front were Jinxian Taiyi. Those were all lineage masters and even elders of the Taishang Sect.

These great methods are naturally a once-in-a-lifetime experience for those pulse masters, but for those who are worthy enough to step into the immortal path, they are just a nap.

Because it was a cross-border clone that arrived, it was actually a projection, so the disciples didn’t even take it into consideration, and they all secretly communicated with each other.

Kong Xuan looked at this scene, a little unbearable, and a little sighing. These Taoists despised Taoism so much. The profound Taoism that outsiders couldn't find a word about was right in front of them, but they were chatting and gossiping.

How unfair is it to seek disciples on the great road?

But immediately he no longer had this intention, because he heard these people discussing him.

"Did you know? There is another rumor that a saint has disappeared from the Wanhua Pavilion in the ancient East China Sea."

"Another one! What's the explanation? Tell me quickly."

"Brother Huai, you are so capable. Where did you get the news? Please tell me quickly."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just listen to me slowly. Wanhua Pavilion said that the saint most likely drank the best wine, a hundred dollars drunk, and created a new world in his dream, calling it the dream world.

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"Oh? What's the basis for this?"

"Haha, you don't know. When I left this world and entered the prehistoric Dongsheng Shenzhou, I made a close friend. Now he is a great immortal master of the Xuanyuan tribe. When he fought with the Chiyou tribe, he killed one

A shaman saw a story about saints from his inherited shaman carvings.

It is said that in the ancient times when the witch clan dominated the world, before the saints were enlightened, and when the World Tree was still in the east, the ancestral witches were bewitched by the ancient immortal king Dong Wang and besieged the extremely powerful saint.

At that time, on the wall of the lonely city in the wasteland, the saint was dressed in red and leaning against the wall. He was drinking alone with wine in his hand. Faced with the siege of the nine great ancestral witches, he captured and suppressed the eight wastelands while talking and laughing. He even drove the ancestral witches to move mountains and seas to destroy the people.

Dongwanggong’s dojo directly took away tens of billions of miles.”

"Is there such a thing? The demeanor of a saint is so admirable. If I were a saint, just in case..."

"If there is a saint, you will be the one preaching at the Realm Gate now. It's a pity that you will not be around in this lifetime!"

"Bastard thing!..."

These disciples who had just entered the immortal way still had the mentality of young people. They talked, laughed and scolded each other. Although some were unlearned and unskilled, they were still remembered.

Kong Xuan asked doubtfully: "Master, can't even the saints find our traces?"

Qing Ling looked at the noisy Taoist disciples with a smile, shook her head and said, "I don't have such ability as a teacher.

But I am in harmony with all living beings, and I am a person of all living beings. Saints are so high above, how can they find me without entering the mortal world?"

"Then why does Master hide and not come out?"

"It's not the time yet." Qing Ling shook his head, "Besides, wandering around the world like this is not interesting. If I appear, it will be a variable, and the direction of the world will be different in the future.

It's been some time since you followed me around, and it's time to go back. Go and tell your junior brother Shennong that you can help Xuanyuan, but after Xuanyuan becomes emperor, the tribe will be collectively called Yanhuang."

Kong Xuan doubted: "Can they agree?"

Qing Ling smiled and said: "They can only agree. What Dayu Kingdom brings to the Xuanyuan tribe is not only combat power, but also humanity and luck.

You should also stop by and see if you can take this step with the help of human luck!"
Chapter completed!