martial law

This thing has innate spirituality, and it rises in the wind. As long as the spiritual energy is abundant and the soil seeds are in hand, it can be endless, and it has unlimited potential and is difficult to damage.

It's just that this handful of soil is enough to create a human being. If you want to support a four-dimensional pillar of heaven, it's not enough anyway, even if it's a pillar, you can't make it.

"It's a good idea to build up a mountain and turn it into a pillar of heaven. However, if you want to prop up the sky like Buzhou Mountain, such a little spiritual soil is not enough. I thought that the Pangu's spine was not enough, but mere soil can replace it." ?”

The primitive Taoist laughed.

This time, even Lao Tzu and Taoist Tong Tian laughed too.

I thought to myself, Taoist Mu didn't seem to have learned the secondary skills of refining qi and alchemy very well.

However, this is also normal. His martial arts combat power is amazing, and his body is hard to break. It is likely that he has devoted himself to studying the secrets of fighting since he heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace.

The bitter face of the Taoist priest, even after being sanctified, has not changed.

He didn't make a sound or smile at this time, but his eyes were full of disapproval.

"So, your imagination is not very good."

Yang Lin laughed and said, "Just let you open your eyes."

When he stretched out his hand and swiped, the void around his body split open, and infinite chaotic breath was poured into the soil in his palm, and the soil swelled wildly, as if he had taken ten perfect tonics.

Very small, it covers a thousand miles around.

"This is a good way to transform the power of chaos, generate the power of the five elements of soil, and cultivate the soil."

Lao Tzu could tell at a glance that the green-robed Taoist opposite had an understanding of the five elements of chaos that was far superior to his own.

You must know that being able to directly condense innate spiritual materials from the chaotic void already involves the scope of recreating the world. If it is a treasure made of acquired materials, he can still do it. Innate materials, he is determined but powerless .

"Even if he can condense some breath soil, it's not enough. I think it's fantastic to want to transform his primordial mana into a breath soil the size of a Tianzhu."

Although the power of a saint is inexhaustible, it refers to the usual fighting, such as this kind of fine manipulation, which requires a huge amount of mind and control. Although it is shocking to create some innate spiritual materials, it is still acceptable.

But if you can make as many as you want, it is impossible, that means, there are as many innate treasures as you want.

With this ability, you might as well create the world.

The biggest difficulty in creating the world is to build the innate foundation and transform all things from chaos. How can this be done by a sage who has just become a saint?

Nu Wa did not question this time.

She felt that every time she met this person, no matter what kind of judgment she made, she would always be wrong in the end.

She is more aware of the opponent's strength than the others, and she can't see the end of his strength.

Maybe, this time...

Sure enough, Yang Lin didn't have the idea of ​​continuing to cultivate the soil at all, and the chaotic air flow drawn over was getting less and less. Obviously, the power was not enough to support continuous transformation.

However, his actions were not over yet.

In the eyes of several people, four green and shiny seeds popped out with their hands.

boom……

Seeds grow wildly in the soil.

Roots, sprouts, leaves... towering.

It took more than ten breaths for the four laurel trees to grow from nothing to stand up to the sky.

Just like a phantom.

Yang Lin's lips were slightly bent, and he stretched out his hand to brush slightly. Four huge laurel trees flew to the four poles, took root on the ground, and propped up the sky.

He turned his head to look at the five sages, and said with a smile: "With these four big trees, as long as no sage cuts them down with his own hands, it will be easy to prop up the four poles of the sky. Moreover, these four big trees have absorbed the power of innate breath and soil, Raise trees with soil, trees are endless, trees have roots, but they will grow, the trees will become bigger and stronger, and the pillars will become stronger, what do you think?"

The primitive Taoist watched for a long time, saw the four laurel trees pushing up the sky, and said after a long while: "Good."

This time, he had to be convinced, he couldn't think of this way, even if he thought of it, he couldn't do it.

Nu Wa looked at the four laurel trees, slightly dazed.

She couldn't find anything wrong with it either.

In fact, using innate spirit wood to support the sky is much more reliable than the previous proposal of killing the tortoise to get four legs.

Not to mention anything else, at least, it won't be bloody and resentful.

Not to mention the advantages of sturdiness.

With the existence of innate spirit wood, its vitality is endless, and it can be repaired at will, and it can almost last until the end of the world.

The Taoist Jieyin suddenly said: "It turned out to be a laurel tree. Fellow Daoist Mu is really kind to Changxi. He not only bestows the primordial purple energy to help her improve her cultivation, but also collects merits everywhere to help her become a saint. It won't be long before your merits and virtues will be perfected, and you will become the seventh saint in this world."

Chapter 754

As soon as the Taoist said this.

The others looked at Yang Lin a little unnaturally.

Grass……

Not only is she sanctifying herself, but she is also planning to sanctify her own wife. Do you want your family to take all the good things in this world?

The original sage thought that he had been visiting for countless years, and finally found some disciples with deep heels and promising futures, and he was still very proud on weekdays.

However, compared to Mu Taoist, directly cultivating a saint is almost like a child playing house.

Huge bitterness welled up in the hearts of several people, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, they would have wished to fight at this moment.

Let him really make a double saint, how can others play?

You know, they are Taoist couples.

Compared with the "brothers" like Sanqing, who would quarrel from time to time and get into trouble, if the relationship between the father-in-law and the mother-in-law is good, they are of one mind, and they can't break up when they fight, and they can't be scolded. , that's fine.

Faced with Nuwa's silence, the witty words he received, and Sanqing's faint hostility, Yang Lin didn't care at all, with inexplicable meaning in his eyes, he looked at Nuwa and said, "Could it be that fellow Taoist Nuwa still has difficulties, such as refining stones to mend the sky?" The job is a bit difficult, so I can't say goodbye to you poorly, but you can try it."

"Don't bother Daoist friends, I will start practicing right now, and it will be fine in a while."

Nu Wa was startled.

Well, if you want to take away the merit of erecting the Tianzhu, and now you want to take away the merit of mending the sky, that's really possible, just make his own one stand upright and become a saint, that's okay.

In a panic, he hurriedly disregarded the consumption of mana, and tried his best to refine the five-color stones, refining a colorful sky covering thousands of miles.

Naturally, there were no accidents after that, the sky was mended successfully, the sky and the earth were stabilized, and the catastrophe dissipated.

When the monstrous merits and virtues fell, Nu Wa got [-]% of them, Yang Lin got [-]% and stored them in the magic treasure, and the other [-]% turned into a vast beam of light, heading straight to Crane Island in the East China Sea. You don't need to think about it, but you know where these merits have gone.

It is worth mentioning that Sanqing and Jieyin did nothing this time, and they did not gain any merit.

I feel uncomfortable, but I can only hold it back, so it's not easy to have an attack.

Because, in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, the solution proposed by the primitive Taoists, including several other saints, is too bloody and has future troubles. It is far inferior to the solution proposed by Yang Lin. They also have face and cannot argue.

After finishing their work, the saints looked at each other without saying anything, and turned to leave.

As for how they communicated and how they prepared themselves afterwards, Yang Lin didn't care. When he stepped into Crane Island, a figure threw himself into his arms.

Feeling the wetness on his chest, Yang Lin smiled and said: "This is a good thing, your merits are not too far behind, and you are almost done, why are you still crying?"

"Master, I..."

Tears were streaming down Changxi's face, and she smiled very brightly, "I am happy, if I let my sister know, I will definitely drop my jaw on the ground with envy."

"That's true."

Since Xi He married Di Jun, he has gained status, but life is not necessarily easy.

She is a Taiyin star spirit enlightened, after all, she is not that close to the Yaozu. Strictly speaking, she is not a member of the same clan, so she can't get involved in some important matters.

According to Yang Lin's news, I heard that this queen now basically lives in the harem, giving birth to children, and doesn't pay much attention to the struggle for hegemony. Whether it is voluntary or forced by the situation, anyway, this life is boring. , compared to the life on the lunar planet, it is slightly worse.

After all, my husband is an ambitious man, he is either busy training or conquering all day long...

How can I miss and love my children...

It is also common for hundreds of thousands of years to meet each other.

Why would Yang Lin say that Changxi's merits and virtues have almost accumulated, which is logically impossible, and the amount of merits required to become a saint is too huge.

This has something to say.

On that day, Nuwa's merit in creating human beings was so great, Yang Lin forcibly dug out [-]% of it, and this time he took a total of [-]% of the merit in mending the sky, just these two times, almost half of the merit in sanctification.

The most powerful thing is that these years have supported the human race and led the human race to grow at key points. Even the work of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors was done by Changxi.

Although, as far as the development of the human race is concerned, it is a bit suspected of being counterproductive, but the merits and virtues are real and true. If you get it, you get it. If you don’t make a sound, you have already reached the consummation of the late Zhunsheng, and people can’t tell what’s wrong. This is Yang Lin's plan.

Besides, the human race has been protected, and thousands of deaths have been saved, so it cannot be said that this is a bad thing.

If you want to be the protagonist of the world, you can't do it without pressure, and you can't do it without danger. However, the suffering is a little lighter, which is actually more in line with Yang Lin's wishes.

If a person needs both parents to die, he must suffer all kinds of hardships and tortures in his youth before he can achieve great things... Let him do it all over again, and choose Qing again, probably, he would rather choose a happy and happy childhood with both parents...

Suffering is not necessary, the fate has long been determined by God, Yang Lin feels that it is the best of both worlds to let Changxi get merit and make these ancestors live better.

"Continue to protect the human race. You can let go a little bit this time. Don't pay too much attention to ordinary small crises and small battles. Life and death are common things."

Yang Lin exhorted.

The refinement of Primordial Purple Qi also takes time, and we can't spend all our time and energy on the human race. Besides, the nanny-style care at the beginning is no longer suitable.

If it is said that the human race was just children in the millennium, then tens of millions of the current human race have been scattered into the wild, and masters emerge in endlessly. They already have the ability to protect themselves, which can be regarded as adolescence.

They have the ability to deal with some disasters, fight with fierce beasts, monsters, witches, and gain a bit of luck in the world. This is the path that they must walk on their own, and it is an inevitable process of growth, and no one can help them.

"I understand."

Changxi's eyes were blurred, she looked at Yang Lin with a trace of admiration, and she answered cautiously.

……

The years go by, and the prehistoric times do not remember the years.

The next millennium.

Yang Lin stayed on Crane Island and didn't go anywhere.

After becoming a saint, he spent a long time sorting out what he had learned, and directly deduced martial arts to the quasi-sage stage, and separated a mortal body to practice from scratch.

Practice until you reach the level of self-cultivation, and you don't need to perform martial arts to upgrade your luck directly.

At this time, he can say that this road is the Dao of Tongtian.

Even among the human race, a mediocre person without much aptitude and talent, as long as he has enough perseverance and perseverance, he can enter the Tao with martial arts.

No matter how ordinary your background is, if you persist in making progress, you will have extraordinary opportunities.

This is Yang Lin's answer to all races.

He sometimes thinks that this may be the greatest significance for him to come to this world.

After passing down the perfect martial arts, he can feel that the luck of the human race has greatly increased...

Opening the eyes of the sky, one can already see that the luck of the world is divided into three parts. After the human race has reproduced crazily, with the short time to become a talent, it has already had a momentum of one-third of the world with the monster race and the witch race.

At this time, there were hundreds of millions of human races, like stars, scattered on the prehistoric land.

However, they are still inconspicuous, their main strategy is still evasion, hidden development, the main battlefield, and they are still two races of witches and witches.

The growth of the monster clan is too slow, and the witch clan is also very capable of giving birth. Although the monster clan has the Star Dou Great Formation, the witch clan no longer has the Dutian Twelve Gods and Demons, but on the local battlefield, the witch clan is still powerful. The physical body, the attitude of not fearing death, and the superiority in numbers overwhelmed the Yaozu.

The killing is endless, the beheading is endless, but the monsters are fighting less and less.

On this day, a big white tiger demon was chased and killed by two big witches, half of his body was broken, his soul was half disabled, and he crawled into the mountain forest with many scars...

Fleeing to a valley in a panic, he happened to meet a hermit human race, tens of thousands.

It thought that it was about to die, and its ferocity flared up, and it no longer cared about the reputation of Baihe Island in the East China Sea. Thousands of people swallowed it in one gulp.

The tiger demon found that strange things had happened.

Its injury has improved rapidly, its soul has also repaired, and its cultivation has improved a step further.

Chapter 755

The human tribe in the valley is a small tribe, the leader is only in the realm of human immortality, and the three elders are only the fourth level of Lingwu...

This level of force is also the norm among tribes of all sizes.