martial law

For him, the goal has actually been achieved.

It's a choice.

The road has already been given to you, so don’t blame me if it doesn’t work out.

That's probably what Hong Jun thought.

Spiritual strength and willpower are too weak, and they are not qualified to become saints. They clearly know that they are not good enough, but they still want to be strong. Who is to blame for the way of death?

Transform the Dao and blend the Dao, leave the Dao and perform the Dao.

Walk through thousands of mountains, across thousands of rivers, and return to the original.

Yang Lin's soul returned, and the good corpse, the evil corpse and the obsessed self corpse emitted infinite light at the same time, merged into one, and threw themselves heavily at him.

All emotions come back again.

Life becomes extremely vigorous and colorful, and the world becomes more fresh and bright.

From the beginning of the record, all the touches, all the emotional fluctuations, all turned into crystal clear beads, neatly hidden in the heart, never forgotten, and no troubles.

"I am no longer the original me, but I am still me!"

A smile appeared on Yang Lin's face, and his mind was complete and at ease. He felt that the world was in his heart, and everything turned into his fingers. An incomparable powerful self-confidence suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is not an illusion, but reality.

"Thinking back, when Hong Jun became enlightened, the world was like dust. It must have been like this. Looking down, everything in the world is worthless, and there is no one who can talk about it. Therefore, he wants to preach."

"He is even obsessed with the powerful feeling of being transformed into the Dao, and wants to act on behalf of the heavens, and go one step further."

Yang Lin watched the exhalation of 24 Dinghaishen beads, and found that with a thought, the space that had been transformed into 24 small worlds suddenly changed.

Hear thunder in a silent place.

In the astonishing evolution, the small world turned into a medium world, the rules were improved a lot, the world expanded a lot, and all living things breed and evolve, gradually transforming towards perfection.

With a thought in his mind, he integrated the 24 middle-thousand worlds into the cave, turning them into a sun, and 24 stars surrounded the galaxy picture, infinitely mysterious and comfortable, rippling in his heart.

"At this point, I'm still short of an opportunity, or rather, an obsession. If this world is sanctified, I have to repay this world. This is not necessary, but I think."

At this point in the practice, the mind is complete and self-sufficient. Yang Lin knows that he has actually passed the last level and can become a saint at any time.

However, sanctification at this time is not the best time.

Walking out of the quiet room, Yang Lin turned his head and looked, and saw the purple air on the top of Buzhou Mountain like a curtain, and a huge amount of luck was gradually formed, with golden light gestating in it.

'I guessed right, Nuwa has now found her own opportunity, and this is also my opportunity to become a saint. '

Yang Lin laughed out loud, seeing Changxi standing in the courtyard staring blankly at him, stretched out his hand, and pulled her in front of him, the clouds rose and the clouds rose, and flew straight to Buzhou Mountain.

"The time has come, Changxi, this world has been 300 years old, today you will witness the glory."

Changxi was puzzled, and hummed lightly, but her heart was pounding...

She vaguely guessed something, but she didn't want to break the solemn atmosphere in front of her.

"Sir, are you going to be sanctified?"

A voice echoed in my heart.

She nearly exploded with joy.

……

Not around the mountainside, there is no wave in the small lake, the grass is green and the flowers are in full bloom.

Nuwa squatted by a mud puddle, frowning, pinching the clay figurine carefully.

The face is sometimes joyful and sometimes tangled.

Small clay figurines were squeezed out one by one, and when they blew a breath, they rose in the wind, turning into dolls without any intelligence or understanding.

She sighed, and muttered in her mouth: "It shouldn't be, everything is shaped according to my innate Dao body, and the vitality is enough, why can't I inject the soul, and can't create life?"

She felt the opportunity for her sanctification, the more she held the clay figurine, the clearer her mind was, all the fog in front of her eyes had been lifted, but she couldn't get past the last step.

"It's today, right here, I feel it, the heavens are jubilant, everyone is celebrating, why can't it work."

With such a Taoist cultivation, Nuwa can naturally sense the changes in the sky. She knows that she must have gone the right way, and the answer is right in front of her eyes, but she is missing something.

"Why not try this?"

Yang Lin and Changxi turned into lights and shadows, and landed by the lake without a sound. Watching Nuwa indulge in creating human beings, she was unaware of her own arrival...

He smiled, stretched out his hand to grab from the cave, and grabbed out a large mass of yellow and shiny soil.

This is the soil.

Innate spiritual soil.

Nuwa couldn't figure out what went wrong, but Yang Lin knew it.

Transforming spirits and injecting souls can indeed be conceived from the soil, but how can spirituality be formed if the earth has no spirit.

Nu Wa is blinded now, and sooner or later she will understand this truth.

However, it's not like I can't figure it out now.

Yang Lin decided to contribute a little bit of merit from it.

This kind of merit is definitely not a lot, but it is enough for Changxi to cultivate to the peak of quasi-sage.

And he didn't need it himself.

The three corpses are united into one, and they can be sanctified at any time. In front of them is the opportunity for Nuwa to be sanctified due to his merits, and it is also an opportunity for him to repay the sanctification of this world.

A fist-sized lump of soil slowly flew in front of Nuwa, and she took it in her hand, staring blankly at Yang Lin, and suddenly figured out something, with a hint of annoyance amidst gratitude.

She understood the cause and effect, the cause and effect, and Yang Lin's purpose.

However, if you understand it, you may not necessarily refuse, and it is useless to refuse.

She took a long breath, and dissolved the breath soil in her hand with water, and the spiritual soil melted into the pool, and grew rapidly, turning into a big quagmire.

This time, Nu Wa carefully pinched out the doll again, and after blowing a breath, the doll swelled in the wind, rolled a few times on the ground, and came back to life.

First, he looked around with his eyes agilely, and then looked at himself. This person jumped up and down happily, sang with a smile, saluted Nuwa, and called her mother...

Nuwa didn't answer, just glanced at this perfect body with divine sense, and said, from now on, you will be called "human", and your family will be called human race...

After speaking, she buried her head in pinching people again.

After pinching one person, blowing a breath, and pinching the ninth one, Nuwa became a little impatient, feeling that the efficiency was too low.

She took out a gourd, stained it with mud, poured life into it, and flung it out...

Dozens of hundreds of people appeared at the same time, tumbling and jumping, calling for mother.

The body of the hundred and ten people behind was much weaker, and their spiritual intelligence was also lacking a lot, but Nuwa didn't care. She felt the urge to break through, and the changes in the world were intensifying.

When 3000 people appeared on the grass, Nuwa stopped making people and looked up at the sky.

"Today, my daughter-in-law created a family called people, and the world learns from it!"

The way of heaven has a feeling, and it has sent down immeasurable merit.

With a bang of the purple air, it fell down, golden lotuses were everywhere, and flowers fell from the sky...

Her realm continued to skyrocket, and the primordial purple energy fused in her body also began to merge with the true spirit.

The sound of heaven and earth pierces the prehistoric world, and the purple air reflects the world.

A boundless coercion emerged from Nuwa's body, shocking the world and all spirits.

She is sanctified.

Chapter 747 Take it for granted

"What, Nuwa's merit has become holy."

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing is actually not far from the place where Nuwa created human beings in Buzhou Mountain, and they are in the process of communicating with each other and discussing the Tao at a deep level.

At this time, I was shocked by the sight of purple air filling the sky, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotus gushing from the ground. Then, there was another familiar and terrifying coercion pressing heavily on my heart, which made my whole body feel extremely uncomfortable.

Obviously very unwilling and unwilling in his heart, when this coercion was approaching, all the monks and ordinary people under the saints had to bow their heads to show awe.

I vaguely understood the last difficulty in my heart, and before I had time to recollect it, I was hit on the head and dazed.

Obviously it's me first.

The original Taoist was particularly proud, and his face was even more livid at this time.

Being preempted by others, and being preempted by a woman, he felt that his Pangu's authentic reputation had been trampled into the mud.

Tong Tian's head was forcibly pushed down by the coercion, his neck was hooked, and his eyes were full of cold light.

"Well, things are getting more interesting."

……

Taoist Jieyin sat alone in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, looking down at the barren world in the west, recalling the scene of his discussion with Zhunti back then, he felt a little sad for some reason.

When the coercion came, he saw the misty purple light in front of his eyes, he sighed, and made a decision.

"I can't wait any longer. Even if I make a big wish, there will be endless hidden dangers in the future, so I can't delay any longer."

……

Yaozu Tianting, Di Jun and others were stunned for a moment, and then they were ecstatic.

"My monster clan has produced a saint, and the unification of heaven and earth is just the right time."

Zhou Tian's star array emitted a magnificent white light. At this moment, it resonated with the vision of heaven and earth at the same time, and the luck of the monster clan rose greatly.

All the monster races feel that their minds are clear, and the speed of understanding the law and the Tao is more than a step faster.

From the bottom of my heart, I cheered loudly.

"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for becoming a sage of the heavenly way, and her holy life is boundless!"

"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for becoming a sage of heaven, invincible in the world!"

……

The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan had stopped fighting at this time, and they all raised their heads silently, with some bad feelings in their hearts.

Countless tribal people densely covered in the prehistoric land were in panic.

Even the newly born Wu clan child has heard of the name of God Nuwa.

Although this person has not appeared on the battlefield for many years, as the backing of the lifelong enemy, the monster race, no witch believes that it is a good thing for the opponent to become a saint.

'You can never pin your hopes on the kindness of the enemy. If Nu Wa takes the stand for the Yaozu, the extinction of the Wuzu is just around the corner. '

……

Yang Lin didn't pay attention to the reactions in Honghuang, but he could guess that Sanqing and others, as well as the witches and witches, must have been greatly shocked.

Ever since ancestor Hongjun became a saint, monk Honghuang has had an ancestor on his head. The more advanced the generation, the more able to sense the powerful majesty of the saint.

They all know that under the saints, all are ants.

If we say that in the past, Daozu Hongjun was the only one who was a sage, and there was no conflict of interest with everyone. After all, he was a senior, and they had no way to talk about jealousy, they could only be sincerely convinced.

But now, Nuwa, who has listened to the sermon together in Zixiao Palace for thousands of years, in the hearts of everyone, this "classmate" who is not necessarily stronger than himself has quietly become a saint...

The misty changes in the world, it was originally the same starting line, but now one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, it is a blow to everyone.

"Could it be that, when I see Nu Wa in the future, I have to pay respect and salute, and be inferior to others. How can this be embarrassing?"

The coercion is imminent.

The three thousand monks who had listened to the sermon in Zixiao were probably desperate and ashamed at this time, with a sour feeling that could not be controlled.

"He De He Neng, how could it be her turn?"

"Those six seats, I hate..."

……

Nuwa felt her incomparable strength, no matter how calm and calm she was on weekdays, she would inevitably feel complacent at this time.

On the ground, 3000 human races threw themselves to the ground, knelt down and called out to their mother, but Nuwa didn't even glance at her eyes, because this was just a tool for her to become a saint.

Creating a human being and becoming a saint, adding merit and virtue to the body, has already been accomplished. It is a bit embarrassing for her, a Yunying unmarried female cultivator, to be called mother, and she is not ready to admit it at all.