Prehistoric: Read the holy king, extract the power of the statue to suppress the prison

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the sky, and a tall and majestic figure appeared, pouring down endless holy power, making Chen Changsheng slightly stagnant.

Chen Changsheng paused slightly. Although he knew that this was all an illusion, self-denial could not be prevented in his heart.

Immortal Dao, great sage teaching, do I really deserve it?

"How about a saint! My way, only I can determine! Break it!"

Chen Changsheng let out a loud shout, his eyes were extremely firm, and the tempering of his character had long been unshakable over the years.

At this time, one step forward, countless phantoms shattered in an instant, one step of the ladder has already stood firm, and it is advancing, it is the next step.

Looking back, the rest of the people were still immersed in the environment, with different expressions on their faces, either struggling, doubtful, or distorted.

Looking up, he was the only one who was the first to break through the illusion.

Smiling slightly, Chen Changsheng walked up the stairs, stepping firmly on the second step.

At this time, on the top of Kunlun Mountain, the eyes of the two figures turned, and they looked at Chen Changsheng one after another.

"This creature has a good heart, but it's just following...it seems to be a human race?"

"Yes, the human race, the cultivation base is no more than a fairy."

The two saints were communicating, and Tong Tian was a little interested in the words, while Yuan Shi was slightly disappointed.

The human race is not an innate being. Although it has an innate Taoist body, it is more than 01:30 points behind the innate being.

Fuyuan, the birth of the human race is only 10 years old, let alone Fuyuan.

Only xinxing is considered good.

But to be one's own direct disciple is not enough.

Yuan Shi looked at Chen Changsheng with a little disappointment. All this was seen by Tongtian, and he turned to look at Chen Changsheng with a flash of regret.

Chapter 3 questioning the saint, is it really so important

Ascending the first place on the ladder of three thousand questions, it can be seen that his xinxing is strong.

The birth of the human race is only 10 years old. This is not the innate heel of the best aptitude of the human race, but only the heel of the day after tomorrow.

But he was able to surpass a group of innate creatures in the test.

But it's a pity that my second brother pays too much attention to following.

Chen Changsheng didn't care what the sage thought, his own cultivation base was low, his footsteps were not strong, and his source of blessing was shallow.

At this time, being able to lead the immortals all depends on perseverance.

Don't look at leading the immortals, but how can this lead last for a long time.

Before he had time to be complacent, Chen Changsheng climbed up again, towards the top of the Three Thousand Questions Ladder.

Step by step, illusion, coercion, questioning.

Trials continued, but Chen Changsheng was able to take the lead all the way, and even surpassed the rest by a lot.

At this time, the people behind also noticed this insignificant human race.

After all, the status of the human race is low at this time, and their cultivation base is shallow. In front of a group of innate beings, it is really eye-catching.

"Who is that human race? Why can it be at the front?"

"Damn it, that person must have cheated. In the test of a saint, a mere human race can lead us all!"

"Catch up and overtake him!"

Soon, the innate beings rushed to catch up, and climbed upward without stopping.

But the three thousand questions about the way are also asking about the way of the heart. At this time, they pay too much attention to the sequence, which actually messes up the mind.

The gap between these people and Chen Changsheng was getting farther and farther.

Only Guangchengzi and others kept walking.

In the end, it was the candidate for the Twelve Golden Immortals, and he followed Fuyuan, one of them was not bad, and his temperament was also good.

Unfortunately, they were also one step behind Chen Changsheng.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, two saints look down.

"Tsk tsk, it's really rare for a human celestial being to have such a heart. Second brother, you've got a good disciple."

Tong Tian sighed in admiration, looking at Chen Changsheng, he became more and more joyful the more he looked at it.

"The foundation of the human race is shallow, the source of blessing is not deep, and it is difficult to climb the avenue. Even if you are talented, you can only cultivate quasi-sage."

"It's not halfway through the ladder, so we don't know what the result will be."

The doctrine of Tongtian emphasizes teaching without discrimination. In his eyes, Chen Changsheng is naturally a rare good seed.

But on the side of explaining and teaching, following the source of blessings is more important than the heart.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's lead getting bigger and bigger, Yuan Shi frowned even more.

If it is the human race, the 12 innate human race, which evolved from the Sanguang Shenshui and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, are not bad at following.

But the human race in front of him is only the acquired human race, and only the immortal cultivation base, how can Yuanshi be satisfied.

If Chen Changsheng was the first to climb to the top, how would he deal with it?

Twelve direct disciples, impossible.

Yuan Shi shook his head slightly, all of this was seen by Tong Tian.

If the promised direct disciple is not given, how about an outer disciple?

After thinking about it, Yuan Shi shook his head again.

A human race is even worse than that scaled and armored monster race.

If he becomes his own disciple in this way, he will be ridiculed constantly if he walks in the prehistoric world in the future.

Let's see first, if this human race is really the first to climb the ladder of questioning, then he will be given a spirit treasure and sent away.

If not, it will be easier.

After making up his mind, Yuanshi calmed down and looked at Sanqianwenti.

The 500-year time limit is set for ordinary disciples and even outer disciples.

As for Chen Changsheng and others with a strong heart, they have reached the top in just a few years.

Chen Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead lightly, it was quite difficult to climb up the questioning ladder.

Greed, hatred, ignorance, happiness, emotions and desires, torture of mind and nature emerge in endlessly.

Not only climbing various trials, but also the coercion of saints.

Fortunately, Chen Changsheng persevered one by one, even if the people behind him tried their best to catch up, he was still at the top at this time, unmatched by anyone.

At this moment, he couldn't help laughing. On the top of the mountain, no one else has successfully climbed to the top except himself.

Not to mention the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, there should always be one of the disciples.

Gathering his mind, Chen Changsheng slightly looked at the two figures in the distance, his mind trembling.

The majesty of the sage comes across the face, ethereal and invisible, you can see his god, but it is hard to find his trace.

Jumping out of the Three Realms, not being invisible, that's it.

"Human Chen Changsheng, pay homage to the Yuanshi sage, the Tongtian sage!"

Chen Changsheng hurriedly saluted loudly, shouting excitedly.

The sage was right in front of him, and he was the first to pass the test, so he should have succeeded.

At that time, with the footsteps of explaining the teachings, and using the style of explaining the teachings to protect the shortcomings, he will walk the prehistoric times by himself, but he will also have the backing of saints.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Shi just glanced at Chen Changsheng indifferently.

"I teach my disciples to focus on the source of blessings. As an acquired human race, your feet are low and your blessings are shallow, so it is difficult for you to enter my sect."

"The human race is weak, and if it weren't for the protection of the saints, they would not survive a thousand years."

"Although your talent is good, but you are not as good as the source of blessings, and you are far from my requirements for accepting apprentices."

"I will give you a spiritual treasure, let's go."

When the saint's indifferent voice appeared, Chen Changsheng's face gradually changed, and a trace of unwillingness welled up in his heart.

The human race is weak?Can't survive a thousand years?

The joy just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by sadness and anger.

I traveled thousands of miles, came from the human race, and got the first place in the trial through untold hardships, but only got such humiliating words?

Go home by yourself?

Chen Changsheng lowered his head without saying a word.

It was during this time that some people climbed to the top of the mountain.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and Taiyi Daoist all climbed to the top at this time.

Most of the twelve golden immortals gathered together, and they all looked over at this time.

Chi Jingzi, Fear Liusun and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the sage didn't accept him. If he allowed himself to call a celestial immortal as a senior brother, how could he be so embarrassing?

On the other hand, Guangchengzi Taiyi couldn't bear it, he worked so hard to climb to the top of the ladder of inquiry and won the first place, but only got the sage's response.

Whoever it is, will be unwilling.

"If you don't want to leave, you can also pay homage to the outer sect of Chanjiao..."

Yuan Shi frowned, and the people around him had to speak more and more nouns.

"Yuanshi sage, heel, source of blessing, luck, are they really so important?".

Chapter 4 Reading Books, The Holy King

Chen Changsheng raised his head and asked Yuan Shi unwillingly.

"Human race, what the deity just said is the foundation of the prehistoric world, so it is naturally important."

Yuan Shi's tone became cold, and he was already impatient.

At this time, more and more people climbed up Kunlun, and they all looked at Chen Changsheng.

The saint doesn't accept it?No matter how fast you climb, what's the use? It's not in vain.

For a moment, countless eyes looked at Chen Changsheng with great interest.

The mere human race is not as good as the lowest level of the monster race, and they are trying to become the descendants of the saints.

A mere celestial being so unaware that he dared to climb to the top in front of everyone.

This is good, this guy can't even get started.

The mere celestial beings, who exist like ants, how can they stand together with them.

For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Changsheng mockingly.

Even, someone began to shout, don't waste time, the saint still has to accept the words of other disciples.

Hundreds of years of arduous journey, once all come to nothing, and all the ridicule, Chen Changsheng clenched his fists for a moment.

"I thought that a sage transcended the heavens and worlds and was different from what ordinary people see. I didn't expect that he was still so short-sighted."

"How about the ants? Although the prehistoric world is big, the ants are still stealthily alive, and they are powerful with their own power."

"My human race was created by the sage Nuwa himself. I live in the power of good fortune. Even if I am weak for a moment, I will surely be unparalleled one day!"

"Even if you are not as good as Fuyuan, you must rely on your own efforts to become stronger and stand on the top of all races!"

Chen Changsheng's words were sonorous and thunderous.

It's all his heart and soul.

But at this moment, they were just laughable and generous words.