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Although I don't know, where did this feeling start and why did it come from?However, it was true, and she would never be wrong.

Love the house and the house, since my master has such an idea, people like myself should do more.

"Master, what about me? Let's go to the human race too. Martial arts and teachings are always a long-term process, and someone needs to keep an eye on them all the time. Also, there must be someone to point out the development of all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation."

There is a reason for Changxi to say this.

Over the years, Yang Lin has slowly imparted some advanced knowledge acquired by later generations to this laurel spirit, and asked her to select some key nodes and introduce them to the human race bit by bit.

If it wasn't for Changxi's careful nurturing.

Under the prehistoric and barren environment, how could the human race grow to tens of millions of people within a mere thousand years.

From the birth of a newborn, to the origin of flames, to the birth of clothes, to how to deal with natural and man-made disasters, the knowledge of managing tribes, all kinds of stakes, all have the figure of Changxi.

"Of course, now that I am a holy teacher and you are a holy aunt, I enjoy incense in the human race and are deeply respected. How can I let it go? Anyway, you must have discovered the opportunity to become a saint?"

Yang Lin laughed.

"That's right, it really helped me a lot. Those who help others will always help them. In fact, I have gained a lot of benefits. No matter how much effort I put in to repay them, I can't exaggerate them."

Chang Xi thought so.

Watching a race gradually grow stronger, this feeling is actually very good.

Don't think about the past, don't think about the future, just do the present, she feels that every effort is worth it.

"Then do it with your heart, I will make a shot at the critical moment."

Yang Lin said seriously.

The human race has now stepped into the prehistoric, and one step forward is the three-party hegemony to seize the position of the protagonist of the world.

This is both an opportunity and a danger.

Of course, with Changxi and Sanxiao's abilities, it is impossible to completely cope with the ups and downs that followed.

However, when I was sanctified, I said that I wanted to protect the human race. I hope some people can still remember it, and don't take it as a joke.

Chapter 752

The expected heavy loss of the human race did not happen.

Instead, the witches and witches had problems again.

This time, it was related to the monster clan, but the witch clan suffered heavy losses...

When the two boys, Hongding and Qingbei, brought the news to Hedao, Yang Lin had just left the quiet room.

At this time, there is no need for the boy to say more, he has already seen the serious consequences of the matter.

boom……

There was a huge earthquake, black air permeated everywhere, and thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, creating a doomsday scene.

Opening the eyes of the sky, I saw all the spirits shivering all over the prehistoric area, all of them trembling with fear, but in the center of the world, at Buzhou Mountain, the majestic mountain peak that reached the sky and plunged into the depths of the stars could no longer be seen.

As far as the eye could see, there were endless waves of silvery white water crashing down from mid-air. The flood rushed in all directions, drowning an unknown number of monsters and witches. Of course, the worst victims were those beasts living on the ground.

There are tens of millions of floating corpses, which is an understatement.

Seeing the speed at which the black air was permeating, if no measures were taken, Yang Lin suspected that at least half of Honghuang's creatures would die, and he would be entangled in endless evils. It would be difficult for anyone to bear the responsibility this time.

What is the concept of Tianhe backflow?

If you see it with your own eyes, you will understand that it cannot be described as a river at all.

The sky is falling...

Buzhou Mountain, as the pillar of Zhoutian, was smashed by Gonggong at one end, and a huge gap was formed in the sky, and the Tianhe River poured endlessly towards the earth.

This kind of disaster is no longer something ordinary creatures in the wild can cope with.

You can only look up and die.

Fortunately, the speed of the water waves hitting the four directions is not too fast.

The two clans of witches and witches were the ones who suffered the most damage. They were in the center of the prehistoric place, bearing the brunt of the brunt, and they couldn't escape.

But the human race, at this time, is staying in the edge of the mountains, forests and plains, still far away, and there is no damage for the time being.

This is no luck.

Of course, Yang Lin also saw that a black and red sinister energy between the heaven and the earth had quietly shrouded the demon and witch clans. The hatred and counterattack of the heaven and the earth quickly consumed the luck of the two clans. .

God's favor, on an unknown level, has been quietly reduced a lot.

And they don't know.

"You mean, Zhu Rong fought with Gonggong, and Gonggong lost, so he was so angry that he bumped himself to death on Buzhou Mountain."

"That's right, the Buzhou Mountain was also knocked down, this Gonggong is really powerful." The red-capped boy said in shock.

The two white crane boys have been inquiring about the news on the prehistoric land and practicing their practice. At that time, not far from Buzhou Mountain, they witnessed the life-and-death confrontation between the two tribes of Zhurong and Gonggong.

I also saw two ancestral witches fighting for life and death.

Qingbei hastily added: "They are for the Snake Princess of the Yao clan. It is rumored that Snake Princess was snatched by Zhu Rong and killed by Gonggong. .”

"It turns out that this method of Dijun and the others is really not something the Wu Clan can resist, it is really hard to guard against."

"The master is saying that this is a trick of the demon clan?"

The two boys suddenly looked up.

If it was their handwriting, I am afraid that even the demon emperor Jun would not have imagined that there would be such a big consequence.

They can't bear the responsibility.

"If it's not them, who else could it be? First, destroy the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Witch Clan. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not gathered together, the Witch Clan is strong, but they are not capable of resisting the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Formation. The Monster Clan Already in an invincible position.

It's just that they never expected that even though they achieved their goal by provoking a dispute like this, they would be punished by the heavens, and the gains outweigh the losses. "

Yang Lin shook his head and laughed.

He was not too worried about the panic at the original site of Buzhou Mountain.

He saw that several colorful and majestic lights had appeared. As expected, Nu Wa, a virtuous madman, couldn't miss it in such a situation.

Strangely, Daozu Hongjun still did not appear.

"Perhaps, Hedao has reached a critical moment..."

"Every time there is a disaster in the world, the will of heaven will be weakened. This is the opportunity of Daozu Hongjun, and of course he can't get away. '

'Probably, this will be the last time.After passing this level, Daozu Hongjun must have finished his work. '

Since then, the way of heaven is not the way of heaven, and he has become Hongjun.

Yang Lin looked up at the sky, and sighed in his heart, such a method, the magpie's nest and the dove will occupy it, is really powerful.

"I have to give Teacher Daozu some face. If he has successfully completed his Taoism, he will definitely be dissatisfied when he sees that I, a saint, doesn't care about the life and death of this world and doesn't join in the fun."

Think about this.

Yang Lin asked Baihe Boy to take care of the house.

He also ordered Xiaolan to continue to preside over the affairs of the Baihe Island Academy.

Some ethnic students come to study and arrange study and life matters.

Xiaolan has always been in charge of these matters.

Those magnolia trees that later transformed also began to grow up and served as teachers to teach human martial arts.

Over the years, it has been like this.

Changxi and Sanxiao are in charge of spreading martial arts among the human race.

Geniuses who have reached the realm of true martial arts and have achieved success in training will come to Baihe Island for a pilgrimage to receive follow-up teachings. After learning something, they will return to the human race to ensure a worry-free future.

Of course, Yang Lin didn't need to worry about these chores anymore.

Except for the sermon once every 300 years, he will personally teach the Dharma. At other times, his disciples are busy.

They did a great job.

After finding out the current situation of Daozu Hongjun, Yang Lin didn't delay.

As a saint, of course, have their own responsibilities.

Facing the catastrophe of heaven and earth, it is impossible for him not to be there to help.

As soon as the figure flashed, he crossed the space, and within a few breaths, he arrived at Buzhou Mountain.

Before he even showed up, he heard the Nuwa sage talking.

"I can refine five-colored stones, which can mend the cracks in the sky. However, the water power of the Tianhe River is infinite, and without the support of the sky pillars, it will not last long. I don't know if you friends may help me."

Only she can say that.

Creation, mending vitality and other tasks are originally Nuwa's strengths. When she first heard the Taoism in Zixiao Palace, she also loved it.

At this time, if you are a professional counterpart and have merit to gain, of course you should volunteer and not fall behind.

"It's natural, and we should also contribute our strength."

In the camp of the Sanqing, the primitive Taoist spoke first, and his righteous words were strict: "If you want to erect a pillar of heaven, it is beyond what ordinary things can afford. I think the North Pole tortoise with thick and long legs can be a pillar of heaven. Why don't I go and kill that old tortoise?" , take the legs as pillars, and hold up the sky."

"It's so good." The Taoist guide also nodded in approval.

This is the safest way, and it doesn't cost anything, of course he agrees.

Nu Wa has already started to refine the five-colored stones. Hearing the words, her face was calm, she looked at Lao Tzu and Tong Tian, ​​and nodded: "I have no objection."

So the saint is ruthless.

The tortoise sleeps in the North Pole all the year round, swallowing clouds and mist. It is so huge that it is like a continent that cannot be moved even if it wants to.

A few people killed as soon as they said they wanted to, the cloud was calm and the wind was light.

The saints are ants, this is not a joke, big size does not necessarily mean strong fighting power.

"Ha ha……"

Yang Lin came out and said, "If you do this, aren't you afraid of the backlash from the heavens? Since the opening of the sky, there has never been any killing of turtles. On the contrary, because of its broad back, it protects all spirits, which is quite meritorious. Is it too much to kill innocent people?"

Chapter 753

"It turns out that Mu Tianzun has arrived. I don't know what you think?"

The original sage was bluntly refuted, and felt bored for a while, so he asked questions immediately.

From the beginning of listening to Taoism in Zixiao Palace, the primitive Taoists did not think highly of this rising star who had attained Taoism for thousands of years, and only regarded it as an ordinary casual cultivator.

Of course, this rogue cultivator is not strong enough, and he is brave enough to take advantage of the rules to take a chance and grab a seat. In his opinion, it is a good way to die, and it won't last long.

However, to his surprise, not only did the other party not have the slightest awe of the prehistoric powerhouse, but he also surpassed him for the better. With his cultivation base and combat power, every time after a while, his strength increased so much that even he was startled endlessly.

Not only did he not get killed, on the contrary, all those who opposed him were unlucky, and it was fine to sit on six futons, but in the end he was sanctified before himself, the authentic Pangu.

What is especially unbearable is that the primitive Taoist suspects that this wooden Taoist may have completely beheaded three corpses to become a Taoist. This point, even himself is still a little short, which is really incomprehensible.

Why is he?

Why do you doubt...

Because, when Nuwa became enlightened that day, Taoist Mu had a fight with her, and she was easily beaten to the point of bleeding, and there was not much chance to resist. Go up too, if you fight alone, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Unless, there are really three people besieging, otherwise...

Realizing this reality, the original Taoist really felt uncomfortable. He felt that the three views had been subverted, and the world really couldn't understand it.

It is very difficult to admit that the opponent is strong. Even if the primitive Taoist thinks that the wooden Taoist has come from behind and is a little bit stronger than himself, it does not mean that he is used to the green robe Taoist.

"Well, there is always a way." Yang Lin seemed unable to hear the slightest trace of hostility in the words of the original Taoist, and said with a smile: "The original Taoist friend can't do it, and the poor Taoist can't do it without proving it. By killing innocent creatures If you use it to support the sky, you have never thought about it, and you will continue to kill and calamity in the future? Is the world not peaceful?"

He didn't hold back, he looked directly at Dongtian World and grabbed it lightly, and grabbed a handful of yellow and clear soil.

"Xi Rang!"

Nuwa covered her mouth and whispered, her eyes lit up slightly, then she shook her head again: "This treasure is usable, but it's a pity that it's too little."

Of course she recognized this handful of spiritual soil, she succeeded in creating a human being that day, and gained infinite merits to become a saint. If this matter was possible, it was also thanks to the handful of soil that Yang Lin took out.