Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

"Thank you very much, Lord Saint, for your kindness in preaching to my human race!"

The three ancestors knelt down together and said in unison.

I was neither sad nor happy, and said calmly: "The human race deserves it."

Yuan Shi glanced at the Third Ancestor and didn't say anything. He just kept a straight face. Generally speaking, Yuan Shi wouldn't speak in situations like this. After all, he wasn't the one preaching, so he didn't get any reward for nothing.

"Hahahahahaha." Tongtian laughed a few times: "There is no need to thank Pindao. You just want to thank the elder brother. The merits of my and my second brother's enlightenment have nothing to do with the human race."

The Third Patriarch stood up, bowed and bowed, and Mian Yi said: "The three masters are saints, we are just ordinary people in the lower world, how can we not bow to them?"

"You guys have a pretty good relationship." Tongtian admired it very much: "This relationship is just like that between me and my eldest brother and my second brother, good!"

"Since the eldest brother entered Taoism in the human race, there must be something unusual about the human race." Tongtian's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a bright smile: "I want to accept a few disciples in the human race, is it possible?"

The Third Patriarch's face shone with excitement, his mouth opened slightly, looking in disbelief: "Thank you, Sage Shangqing, for your gift!"

Just when the Third Patriarch was about to go back and open the champagne to celebrate that the human race was about to produce some great powers, bursts of Sanskrit sounds suddenly appeared in the void.

At the same time, the two men who had just returned to Lingshan were sitting on their knees on the ground. They looked at each other and could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Junior brother, do we really want to do this?"

Jie Yin's sallow, thin face now looked painful, as if he had been tortured in all kinds of ways.

"Brother, there is no other way." Zhunti shed tears, as if it was so tragic:

"As the saying goes, if I don't suffer, who will suffer? The West will have to rely on us to move around more in the future."

Jie Yin closed his eyes and nodded: "Good!"

Then the two took a deep breath and spoke at the same time:

"Today, I accept Yin and Zundi and establish a religion in the west of the ancient world, which is a side door to Taoism. Our way is to save all living beings. Good people can do it, evil people can follow good people. Anyone who is determined to achieve enlightenment should accept it. Our guide, enter my west, and get the true self! Use the divine banner and the seven-treasure tree to suppress the luck of the Western religion!"

"Heaven and earth learn from it!"

The voice was loud and loud, shocking the world.

Boundless clouds of merit gathered on Lingshan Mountain and fell towards the two of them, and their cultivation levels climbed rapidly.

Zhunti looked at the small number of merits and felt great sadness in his heart. He pushed all his merits to Jieyin: "Senior brother, become enlightened!"

Jie Yin was startled, and it was too late to return the merit, as if there was a click, Jie Yin, become a saint!

Zhunti shed tears, just as expected. The tears wet my arms. They were my last stubbornness. He knelt down and spoke again: "My first wish. When I become a Buddha, there will be no hell in my world." Hungry ghosts, poultry, and even squirming flies. It must not be

I wish I would never become a Buddha. "

Just as Zhunti continued to speak, Jieyin beside him spoke together: "My second wish is that when I become a Buddha, there will be no women in my land. There will be countless people in the world, even the squirming insects." Those who will be reborn in my land in the future will be reborn in the lotus of the Seven Treasures Pool. If they do not achieve this wish, they will never become Buddhas."

"Senior brother! You!" Zhunti looked at Jie Yin, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes widened, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled.

"Junior brother, there is no need to make this gesture." There was a smile in Jie Yin's eyes, and there seemed to be a compassionate holy light on his body: "You and I are brothers, we are one, there is no need to say anything."

"It hurts! It hurts too much! Senior brother! Guess why I gave you the merit!" Zhunti was crying, biting his lip, saying nothing, just crying to himself.

Seeing Zhunti's appearance, Jie Yin patted Zhunti's shoulder, and then bowed down again. They both said in unison: "My third wish. When I become a Buddha. When people in my land want to eat. Hundreds of flavors in the Seven Treasure Bowl. Before the food and drink are transformed, the food has been eaten and the utensils and utensils have been transformed naturally. If you don’t achieve this, you will never become a Buddha.”

……

Scattered here and there, there are a total of forty-eight great aspirations.

Heaven sensed it, the Xuanhuang Qi condensed, and boundless merit fell on the two of them again.

It’s full! Really full! Now the famine is finally over!

Afterwards, Zhunti looked at Jie Yin and said nothing. Jie Yin looked at Zhunti, his eyes full of love.

Zhunti: Senior brother of *.

At this point, the Great Sage of the West and the Little Saint, the Quasi-Saint Quality Inspector of the Great Wilderness, were released. Endless pressure swept across the Great Wilderness. Once again, the sky was filled with flowers and golden lotuses surged from the ground. The sentient beings of the Great Wilderness just stood up and ushered in the fourth worship of the day. One bow to the two saints. .

"Meet the saints who welcome you and the saints of Zhunti!"

Countless creatures spoke together, shocking the world.

This time, countless spirits did not choose to stand up. If they knelt again later, their meniscus would be broken.

But, this is the last time.

As the saying goes, Lao Tzu preached about the struggle between witches and witches, and the Three Pure Ones became enlightened. One day, the Five Saints appeared in the heaven and the earth, and everything was renewed again and again.

Prehistoric, a new era has ushered in here. Do you want to become a disciple of a saint? Do you want to be invincible at the same level and fight across levels? Do you want to practice the supreme immortality? Do you want to become the next batch of top powers in the prehistoric era? Go and become a disciple of a saint! The three sects of Taoism, the side sect of the West! Go for it!

The great era of saintly rule! Turn on!

So, half a month later, the Zhenyi tribe moved to the northeast.

After passing through the isolation formation he had personally arranged, and stepping onto the familiar lawn, Ji Heng exhaled a comfortable breath.

Stable.

"Brother Ji Heng!"

Happy shouts came from the side. Ji Heng turned around and saw a green light flickering in Chang'e's bamboo house, flickering.

It was a small formation that was isolated from external exploration. There was a small gap in it, and the sound came from here.

Ji Heng heard the sound of water rushing again. This sound was not the pool in the center of the tribe, but in the direction of Chang'e: "Brother Ji Heng is back? I really envy you for being able to watch the saint's enlightenment up close! But brother Ji Heng, you Why is it so slow? What happened? It took half a month to come back."

Before she finished speaking, a graceful figure rushed out from the bamboo house. She was wrapped in a white 'bathrobe' with a waistband tied in the middle. Her slim figure was extremely charming, and her black hair was wetly tied on top of her head. She had a big ball head, and the snow-white skin on her neck was covered with tiny droplets of water.

However, Chang'e didn't consider this and jumped up happily after seeing Ji Heng.

Although she had just entered the barrel not long ago, she was just ready to take a bath.

At this time, Chang'e opened her arms and was about to pounce. Ji Heng instinctively wanted to hide, but when he saw Chang'e's aggrieved eyes, he sighed in his heart, and then did not move, allowing Chang'e to pounce.

"Brother Ji Heng, you are finally back! I haven't seen you for almost fifty years!"

Chang'e's voice was filled with a hint of grievance, and she was a little choked. Just when she was about to continue crying, she felt a touch of warmth on the top of her head.

"Brother Ji Heng..."

Chang'e raised her head, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and her mouth couldn't help but pursed, her grievance became even stronger.

Ji Heng suddenly said: "By the way, Xuandu..."

"what!"

Chang'e reacted immediately, and with a speed that Ji Heng could not react even in the heavenly realm, she rushed back to the room at lightning speed, jumped into the tub, and dived into the water, exposing only the part above the eyes.

Brother Xuandu is an outsider and cannot be shown!

If Xuandu heard this, his heart would probably be broken.

His spiritual consciousness probed outwards, and Ji Heng's voice drifted in from the outside: "Xuandu has become a disciple of a saint. He shouldn't be back in a short time. We will start special training in the next few days. I will rest for a while. Don't Come and call me.”

After saying that, Ji Heng turned on Chang'e's small formation again, and then returned to his luxuriously decorated small bamboo house of the Simmons series.

In the wooden barrel, Chang'e looked down at the bathrobe on her body, her face flushed, as if she thought of something, her head slowly sank, leaving a series of bubbles on the water.

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