Chapter 呼呼
Cang Liang, the ancient wind slowly falls from the boundless river, drifting from many time and space, permeating the heaven and earth.

The Earth Immortal Dao, and even the heavens and earth of all realms, are silent for it.

The years are long, ancient and long. In the endless years, too many strong people have been born between heaven and earth.

They may have founded sects, or walked alone in the world, or laughed proudly at the world, or rampaged and looked down upon everything. Time has buried everything. Among the sentient beings in the world today, many have forgotten their existence.

But time, or heaven and earth, still remembers them, branding their unparalleled demeanor.

Looking at the powerful figures stepping across the river, even within the Taiji formation, the Crown Prince and others under the purple sun could not help but change their colors.

"They, they are still alive?"

A god let out a trembling groan, his mind swaying.

Even if they were not obscured by the memories of their previous lives, they still had the memories of being gods in their previous lives. How could they forget the existence of these beings who once dominated the world?

Even in their previous lives, many of them fell into the hands of those beings.

"No, it's not them... This is their imprint left between heaven and earth..."

The Crown Prince's expression moved. He looked back at the Old Buddha holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in the dark and empty space, and deeply exhaled a mouthful of turbid air:

"He can actually force them to such a point?"

The Crown Prince's heart was trembling.

In his previous life, he was the Great God of the East Pole, with a position only below the Five Emperors. He knew many secrets and knew the power of the Saints.

A Saint can create the world with one thought and destroy the world with one thought. All living beings under them are no different from ants. Even the Golden Immortals of Creation are just larger ants in their eyes.

When had they ever had to rely on the 'ants' in their eyes to stop others?

This can only mean that they have no time to take care of other things!

Hu Hu!

Above the long river of time and space, figures stepped through the years, locked on Miesheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the void, across the boundless time and space.

An indescribable dignified aura has already permeated between heaven and earth.

"When they were alive, they were panicked, and after they died, they were restless. How sad..."

Miesheng stood with his hands behind his back, without joy or sorrow, just shook his head slightly, his tone was flat:

"Hong Tong, I'll leave it to you!"

"Yes, Buddha!"

Hong Tong Da Jingang bowed and worshiped, naturally understanding the Buddha's thoughts.

With a thought, the void that had been blocked by Gautama for a moment boiled again.

Rumble!

A divine light avenue of unknown thousands of miles suddenly appeared in the void.

The divine light was like a waterfall, with thousands of auspicious colors and thousands of Buddha lights.

The moment it appeared, it had already penetrated the void, lying across the sky, like a golden bridge connecting the other shore, straight into the deepest part of the void.

Om!

In the next instant, all phenomena roared.

The Sumeru giant god, who showed great power, stepped out in the roar of all phenomena and ascended to the golden avenue.

At the same time, he let out a loud shout that resounded throughout the universe:

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

Rumble!

The earth was shaking and the rivers were collapsing.

Heaven-shaking and earth-shattering visions occurred simultaneously in the Earth Immortal Dao, the Nether Dao, and even the collapsing Demon Realm.

"The Great Black Mountain of the Netherworld?!"

In the dark and colorless Netherworld, a ghost and god was shocked and looked back at the center of the Netherworld.

I saw that the legendary mountain where the Nether Emperor attained the Dao, was shaking violently. Between the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, a giant god with a dark red body and unparalleled terror was born!

"Da Dao Mountain!"

In the Earth Immortal Dao, the ancestral court of the Daoist sect where the Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Veins converge, there was an earth-shattering scene.

One by one, the masters of the Daoist sect changed their colors in horror.

I saw that Da Dao Mountain, which had carried the Heavenly Saint's teachings for 30,000 years, was also shaking at this moment, shattering the Daoist formations on the mountain peak.

It trembled fiercely, as if it were alive.

Before long, a Taoist with a high crown and wide sleeves, holding a whisk, had already torn apart the shackles of the mountains and soared into the air.

The Great Black Mountain of the Netherworld, the Great Dao Mountain of the Daoist sect, the Sumeru Mountain of the Buddhist sect, the Heavenly Dragon Mountain of the Demon Realm, the Myriad Phenomena Mountain of the Celestial Dao...

In the eyes of countless people who were horrified and unbelievable, the famous mountains and holy places in the legends all underwent extremely incredible changes.

In an instant, it seemed as if they had gone through countless years of evolution, transformed into spirits, and stepped into the air together!

Om!

Finally, among the creations and even near-Saints who were moved by it.

The four seas and oceans of the Earth Immortal Dao, which nourished all spirits and existed forever, also stood up together, and the boundless waves were connected to the sky!

The four seas have become spirits!

Roar!

Countless people were dumbfounded. Under the South Sea, in the Crystal Palace of Ten Thousand Dragons, giant dragons were stunned and lost their minds.

The four seas are not just the sea.

Just as Sumeru is not just a mountain.

The four seas are the world of the water tribe, the residence of ten thousand dragons. According to legend, they were transformed from a drop of tears left by the demon saint Tianhuang before he attained the Dao.

Its size is boundless, enough to submerge hundreds of millions of stars, and its weight is immeasurable, enough to crush the Golden Immortal of Creation.

How is it possible?

How is it possible?!

In the endless seabed, which was like ruins, Qing Wuju was dumbfounded, looking at the dry sea, he could hardly believe his eyes for a moment.

"This, how is this possible?"

Qing Wuju's heart was hairy, and he heard the roar of ten thousand dragons, shaking the world.

He suddenly turned his head,

I saw that the Ten Thousand Dragons Forbidden Land, which he had sneaked into a few days ago, seemed to have been revived by thousands of dragon gods, roaring angrily.

But only for a moment, the dragon shadow disappeared, and the dragon roar subsided.

A head as big as a celestial star, as if freed from its shackles, suddenly opened its mouth wide, and swallowed all the dragon gods in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest in the horrified eyes of countless aquatic creatures.

"Wh, what is that..."

Qing Wuju was shocked, and just as he was about to escape, a palm had gently patted his shoulder.

"You..."

Qing Wuju suddenly turned his head and saw a 'monkey' about four feet tall, with a pointed face, scarlet eyes, more like a beast than a human, making a 'shush' gesture.

"Don't make noise, don't shout. Little loach, be good, and Grandpa won't kill you..."

The monkey grinned, and looked at the Old Buddha in the dark and empty space, the everted fangs were faintly red:

"Miesheng..."

.......

Between the nothingness, there are infinite dimensions, its vastness is far more vast than the addition of all paths.

Just as the long river of time and space was shaking, and the spirits of the mountains and rivers were soaring into the sky.

A certain void slowly lit up.

An old Taoist slowly raised his eyebrows, his ancient eyes pierced through the void, and with him as the center, nine Dao platforms also rose slowly.

Between the interweaving of various Dao patterns, they were like a net, firmly binding the Taoist within.

These nine Dao platforms are all ancient and noble. Except for one that is empty, on the other eight, there are figures facing away from the world.

Facing the Taoist, fearful, and dignified, holding each other, I don't know how many years.

.......

Whoosh~

Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence.

Only the 'hissing' sound left by the figures breaking through the void lasted for a long time.

"Creation..."

A ripple flashed in Gautama's eyes.

For some reason, information surged in, and he understood that the instigator of all this was the Old Buddha's methods,神通 (Sh神通).

He had no time to think about what kind of 神通 (Sh神通) this so-called 'Creation' was.

At the moment when the spirits of the mountains, rivers and mountains met the long river of time and space, he stepped forward and stepped into the dark and uncertain void under the heavy radiance of wisdom.

Looking at the Old Buddha who gave him an unparalleled sense of pressure, he put his hands together: "Great monk, Dharma is polite..."

Looking at the monk who was blocking him, Miesheng's eyes moved and said lightly:

"After all, it's hypocrisy..."

Huh?

Gautama seemed to be aware of something. Behind him, the shadow of the Bodhi ancient tree, which had been gone for a long time, reappeared somehow.

Moreover, vaguely, it transformed into a human face.

"If you take this person's body, you may be able to stop me, but in your current state, how can you stop me?"

Looking at the looming Taoist, Miesheng shook his head slightly:

"Killing is for protecting life, and eliminating karma is not for killing people. You still don't understand this truth..."

"Killing is for protecting life, and eliminating karma is not for killing people..."

Bodhi Taoist shook his head slightly: "I will not save the world by killing one person... You are wrong."

"I killed you to save the world back then, but now, I kill the world to save eternity."

Miesheng didn't take it seriously. He had long known the Taoist's character, and said lightly: "You may choose to stop me at this time, but you should know the consequences..."

"If you hadn't been wrong back then, how could the world have come to this?"

Between the words of the two people, there seemed to be all kinds of scenes changing around them. It seemed that they were following the law, and it was like time and space were changing.

Gautama stood here, as if he had witnessed history, and vaguely, he seemed to see the inside story of the battle 70,000 years ago.

Seventy thousand years ago, the flames of war burned the sky, and all spirits fell into ruin.

Under the leadership of several great demon gods and the Phoenix Emperor, the various tribes and powerful men attacked the sky for many years, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, and the gods and Buddhas to fall.

Finally, it led to the arrival of the Saint's incarnation...

Then, this Buddha suddenly took action, and with great ruthless means, he鎮 (zh鎮) killed all the strong men in the battle of attacking the sky.

He拔 (bá) pulled up the Bodhi tree and断 (duàn) cut off the road to attack the sky.

According to legend, the two who were mortal enemies, seemed, seemed...

"A world of living beings is like恒沙 (héng shā) sands, how can I bear it..."

Bodhi Taoist's expression was dim: "I, I can't help it."

His voice was a sigh.

Gautama had a vague feeling, as if he saw the Taoist traveling in the world a long time ago, and the sadness of seeing so much suffering.

Finally launched in advance...

"Under the imperial sky, all living beings are like ants! One day is like this, one year is like this, one era is like this. Shepherded by immortals and gods, they are just 'flesh men' for the gods, Buddhas and saints to nourish their spiritual machines. How can they talk about 'life' and how can they talk about 'spirit'?"

Miesheng paced forward two steps, looked back at the four poles, indifferently and calmly: "If eternal life is like this, it is better to die in one life!"

"You can't convince me, just as I can't convince you..."

Bodhi Taoist became more and more uncertain, as if he could no longer stay in the world, but his voice became more and more firm:

"I will not allow the world to be the price for attacking the saints!"

"You don't allow..."

Miesheng looked around, all paths and all poles were in his eyes. He swept across the seabed, looked at Nanzhan, glanced at Beiju, and looked into the depths of the void:

"So what?"

Bodhi was silent, and after a moment, like a burning lamp, it gradually released light, illuminating the darkness, and also illuminating the boundless river:

"What if, he doesn't allow it?"