What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 542 Turning Point
Hibiscus wood, the two trees are intertwined, and the crystal leaves are like vines, winding around the trunk, layer after layer.

He has no branches!

As the sacred tree of the monster civilization, this sacred tree is a sacred tree born from the sun star together with Dijun and Taiyi.

Therefore, He bore two different trunks.

Apart from this, there are no tillers.

The leaves are like annual rings, layer after layer, wrapped around the trunk of this majestic sacred tree.

Once upon a time, the leaves of the sacred tree were dense enough to cover the sky and the sun.

Once upon a time, the sacred tree sheltered billions of monster races, shining in all directions in the soup valley.

Almost all newborn monster races will automatically gather in Tanggu.

The ten sons of the Demon Emperor are no exception!

However, the holy tree never blossomed!
Even in the era when the demon clan's luck was at its peak, this sacred tree did not bloom.

Now, he has blossomed!

In this era when the luck of the monster race is withered, almost like a candle in the wind, the holy tree is blooming!

Empress Nuwa walked under the hibiscus tree, and saw dozens of withered and yellow leaves falling under the holy tree.

The heart of the saint couldn't help but tremble!
Since the Emperor Huiyuan, the hibiscus tree has never withered so many leaves at once!
She raised her head, and in her beautiful eyes, there was a golden light flowing.

On the holy tree above the head, a small flower bud grew between the two trunks of the hibiscus tree.

The sage couldn't help reaching out and touching the two trunks of the hibiscus tree.

When her hands touched the two trunks of the hibiscus tree, the Nuwa saint was surprised to find that within the trunk of this sacred tree of the monster clan, there was an unprecedented force that was gradually surging upwards.

And the holy tree itself mobilized almost all of its remaining vitality to cooperate with this force.

For this reason, the sacred tree took the initiative to wither dozens of leaves that it had accumulated with great difficulty.

It also sucked up the countless heavenly gold and silver that could have been needed to maintain this sacred tree for a member.

He is... putting all his eggs in one basket!
For this reason, he even did not hesitate to gamble all his remaining vitality and hope.

"What happened?" Saint Nuwa didn't quite understand.

But the traces of causal collision echoed in the sage's heart, letting her know that everything she perceived was correct.

Hibiscus is betting!
He bet everything, gave everything, and left no way out!

The sage turned his beautiful eyes, opened his eyes, and under the misty fairy skirt, a huge snake tail popped out quietly.

In the eyes of the phoenix, countless brilliance gathered.

Everything in front of you instantly becomes nothingness!

Fusang wood does not exist, Tai Sutian does not exist, and the sun, moon and stars do not exist.

The only thing that exists is the birth and death of yin and yang, the alternation of the five elements, and the collision of cause and effect.

This is something only a saint can do.

A sage who has cultivated Hunyuan and proved to be a "one" can directly "see" the real truth.

Those things that are hidden under things.

Those that form the essence of the sun, moon, stars, and all living things.

After the creation of the world, things in the Three Realms are constantly being shaped.

These things are usually ignored by people, heard but not heard, and unable to grasp or touch.

Only a saint can see, hear, catch and touch.

Laojun called them 'Xi, Yi, Wei'.

They are real, yet unreal.

It exists, it does not exist, and it is ever-changing. It exists in everything and constitutes everything in the world.

At this moment, Nuwa sage directly sees the 'truth'.

So, in 'truth', the sage got the answer.

world!

The fate of the monster clan is undergoing drastic changes in the world!

Cause and effect collide together, indicating that a brand new possibility is emerging.

Faintly, the sage Fayan saw a holy tree.

Countless branches hang down, shining in all directions.

The virtue of enlightenment moistens all things!
In the light and shadow, the figure of the monster clan is looming.

And that holy tree smells like hibiscus wood!
"Oh!" The saint let go of his hand.

The snake tail under the fairy skirt disappeared without a trace, and the splendor in the beautiful eyes returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, the sage has already made a decision!

A completely different decision from before!

"Qingluan!" The figure of Saint Nuwa appeared outside the Wohuang Palace.

Qingluan, who was talking to Huofeng, hurried forward: "What's your order?"

"Come on, go to Biyou Palace!" Sage Nuwa said, "Give this thing to the Jiejiao sage!"

Saying so, Nuwa sage handed something to Qingluan.

Qingluan was shocked when she received it.

It was a treasure entwined with countless auras and flowing with an aura that made Qingluan's heart skip a beat.

The light is divided into five colors, with thousands of auspicious reflections, and there are many streamers, black and white two colors flow among them, and countless ancient demon scripts shine brightly among them!

This is……

Monster Race Supreme Treasure!

Command the demon clan in the world, dare not refuse to summon the demon banner!
It is also the proof of the identity of the co-lord of the monster clan!
Qingluan's lips trembled: "Your Majesty..."

"Go!" Nuwa sage said, waving his hand, "I've made up my mind!"

Hibiscus has overwhelmed everything.

Saints can only follow!

Because, once Fusangmu fails, the fate of the Yaozu has already been decided!

Therefore, Nuwa Saint could only call.

Not only do you call, you have to step up!
This one, bet on the future!
Qingluan took a deep breath, not daring to disobey the sage's decree, Jishou bowed: "No!"

He solemnly took the demon banner and kowtowed heavily.

……

The deepest part of the six realms of reincarnation.

In front of the six-track roulette, the headless witch stood quietly.

The blood on the giant ax in his hand has not completely dried up.

However, the body of the great witch is completely different from the past.

Vitality is slowly fading from the body of this proud great witch.

Finally, a trace of black death appeared on the skin.

Although it's insignificant, but when it appears, it appears.

It's like going from zero to one.

Once anything starts, it is difficult to reverse.

Even if it is the real body of Zu Wu, it can't change the decay of the physical body.

"Mercy! Mercy!" Empress Houtu's true spirit, looking at the body of the younger generation whose soul has been shattered and even the true spirit has been crushed, couldn't help but rejoice: "You finally have the day of liberation!"

Witches are not afraid of death.

Because death is just rebirth.

After the death of every Wu Clan, their physical bodies will become part of the mountains, rivers and earth just like Pangu.

The difference is that the general Wu people are mostly turned into loess and rocks.

But the great witch and the ancestor witch may become high mountains, turn into rolling mountain ranges, and become thousands of miles of plains.

For the Witch Clan, what is truly terrifying is death rather than stiffness.

Let the resentment and anger control yourself.

Just like the great witch standing before the six realms of reincarnation.

His physical body is alive, but after seeing it, every Wu clan can only feel sad!

This kind of pain, like a curse and a plague, will spread throughout the entire Wu clan.

Therefore, the great witch Xingtian is dead but not stiff.

Although it guards the entire six realms of reincarnation, it deters all foreign enemies.

It even produces blood essence to supply the witches to thrive.

However, for the Wu people, this is a disease and abnormal.

Abnormal witches cannot reproduce normally.

And now the physical body of Great Witch Xingtian finally began to return to normal.

This means that the 'sickness' is ending.

"Why is that so?" Empress Houtu thought.

It's a pity that the Wu people don't know the art of causal calculation, let alone practice Taoism and supernatural powers.

Even Empress Houtu didn't know what happened!
But she understands that the fate of the Wu clan has reached a crossroads.

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(End of this chapter)