The real person of Cihang in the prehistoric

Chapter 145 Taoist friend Cihang becomes Nuwa. Today Nuwa becomes Hunyuan

Countless golden colors became the only color between heaven and earth at this moment.

At this moment, the red-gold human virtues and the black-yellow earth virtues were eclipsed by this dazzling golden color.

Countless gods and demons widened their eyes at this moment. They have existed for a long time, and no matter how wonderful the existence is in the ancient world, they would not be so shocked, but there is only one exception. That is the merit of heaven.

The reputation of heavenly virtues is known to all the gods and demons in the ancient world, but no one has ever obtained heavenly virtues.

But at this moment, that figure obtained the legendary heavenly merits. The overwhelming heavenly merits seemed to drown the gods and demons. At this time, they appeared in front of the gods and demons of the prehistoric era, rushing towards Cihang's Qingyun. Galloping away above.

Above Cihang's Qingyun, the golden ceiling has 36 flowers in bloom, showing infinite brilliance.

Between the three flowers, there are three talents and Taoist charms, and immeasurable merits appear in them. Even the most ordinary talisman on Cihang's body was stained with countless three merits at this time, and became a sought-after treasure for thousands of people. The talisman of meritorious deeds and spiritual treasures.

Cihang's heart was very happy. He was happy because his way was recognized by heaven. No matter how precious the merits of heaven are, is it as precious as the way that the monks insist on practicing?Is it valuable to have the path that one always pursues?

Therefore, Cihang is happy, and what makes him happy is his way, never merit.

His steps moved again. He did not choose to retreat or return. Instead, he chose to continue moving forward. The countless merits between his steps created countless golden lotuses to pave the way for him, just because Cihang had such qualifications.

Cihang decided that he would continue to move forward. He would fight for a way out for the acquired beings, let the acquired beings enjoy the same rights as prehistoric beings like the inborn beings, and for his Taoist friend Nuwa.

In such an era, Nuwa is the first Taoist friend Cihang recognized. Now his Taoist friend is marching ahead. As a Taoist friend, what qualifications can he choose to retreat and escape? Woolen cloth?
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. Although this sentence was just said by a Daluo Jinxian, Cihang remembered this sentence very firmly in both his previous life and this life, for no other reason than that this is the true way of cultivating the Tao. .

There is no so-called intrigue, no so-called conspiracy, there is only harmony between all living beings and the gods and demons of the prehistoric era, and there are only those gods and demons who are dedicated to the Tao. This is the prehistoric world, and this is how the real prehistoric world should exist. .

Now, Cihang is going to find his fellow Taoist.

He walked very fast with every step, and he walked parallel to Nuwa. The purpose was simply to help open up more new worlds in the prehistoric Taoism. The Taoist charm of nature attracted Cihang as he continued to move forward. Following the Taoist rhyme of compassion, there will be no mistakes between them, and Cihang will not take the wrong path or direction because of this.

Hidden in the vast and colorless world are many unimaginable pressures from the gods and demons of the prehistoric times. It is as heavy as carrying everything in the prehistoric Taoism on your shoulders. Cihang's every step forward. As he walked, this feeling became more intense and terrifying. However, Cihang's footsteps still did not stop and he kept walking.

Until he saw Nuwa's figure.

Between the green rhymes of creation are endless heavenly merits, enveloping Nuwa like an ocean as she continues to move forward.Nuwa's eyes were still so clean, and there was always a faint smile on her lips. Even though the pressure on her shoulders was heavy, she still did not change her expression.

"You came."

Her tone of voice was as familiar as if Cihang had been her old friend for many years. She looked at Cihang as if she was waiting for Cihang's figure, as if she was sure that Cihang would definitely come. Behind her was her own destiny. Rhyme, each strand of Dao rhyme is like a combination of countless worlds. It is created in an instant, and disappears in an instant as the Dao rhyme dissipates.

"I'm going to achieve Hunyuan."

Nuwa's voice was still so calm, just like when Cihang met her for the first time, nothing had changed.

As her voice fell, the Taoist Taoism behind Nuwa was like a vigorously erupting volcano, with Nuwa's existence as the center point of the explosion, it spread rapidly to the surroundings. It was a kind of fraternity, with life. The breath of the Tao that belonged to Cihang suddenly began to sound. The sound of the Tao was a kind of joy, a joy of witnessing the enlightenment.

Cihang, who has a compassionate world and is always concerned with all sentient beings in the prehistoric world, can easily find out what the prehistoric world is like at this time.

Different from the original Hongjun Daozu, he exuded endless coercion and showed his great power as Hunyuan, attracting the gods and demons of the ancient times to the Zixiao Palace to listen to his sermons. It was a soft Taoist rhyme, and the ancient gods and demons The great path practiced by the demons themselves, like Cihang, also reveals the joy of witnessing Hunyuan.

On the ancient land, the Taoist charm belonging to Nuwa nourishes countless creatures, enlightens the wisdom of ignorant creatures, and guides all creatures to sleep peacefully at this moment. It's like the soul has returned to its mother's arms.

In the vast colorless world, as Nuwa's own Taoist charm of creation slowly spread, a road made of jasper appeared, or it would be more accurate to describe it as the road of jasper woven into the great road of good fortune. Now, Nuwa's feet stepped on that road.

Every step she takes is very slow, but very steady and firm, which belongs to Nuwa's Taoist heart.

Countless laws of creation were continuously poured into Nuwa's Qingyun during this period, and countless virtual images appeared on both sides of the jasper road. Those influences depicted nothing else, but what still exists today on the prehistoric land. Surviving the existing innate tribes, she continued to walk forward, and soon the influence of the 12 acquired creatures also appeared on both sides of the Jasper road.

The merits of heaven have become her decoration at this time. Countless hymns of the Tao of Creation were sounded at this moment, and a figure appeared in the hearts of countless practitioners.That figure seemed to represent creation, walking on that jade-colored road.

Her thoughts on the road seemed to have no end, but at the next moment, a unique breath of creation appeared on her body, and in an instant, all the roads turned into Taoist rhyme and entered Nuwa's body.

Countless prehistoric creatures, a sentence suddenly appeared in their hearts:

"Today, my Nuwa becomes a saint!"

(End of this chapter)