The real person of Cihang in the prehistoric

Chapter 215 Cihang: Daozu, you are totally wrong!
Countless prehistoric gods and demons are like streams of light flying across the sky.

But he stood still in the sky and did not dare to take a step forward.

Perhaps for them, the majestic image of Daozu back then has been deeply engraved in their minds.

They had never thought about what the current Dao Ancestor would look like. They couldn't bear to see the miserable state of the current Dao Ancestor, and their footsteps stopped in unison.

The gate of Zixiao Palace is still tightly closed at this time.

This was a back-up that Hongjun specially made when he realized that the assimilation of the power of heaven was somewhat uncontrollable.

Unless the power of the laws of heaven is used, the gate of Zixiao Palace will be permanently closed. Daozu Hongjun thought very well at that time.

But he only missed the existence of Cihang at that time. As the great deity of the prehistoric era, it is very common for Cihang to use the rules of heaven, isn't it?

On this day, the closed door of Zixiao Palace was opened again.

A figure appeared vaguely at the door of Zixiao Palace, or to be more precise, it was a figure hugging another figure tightly.

The one being held was Taoist Hongjun, and the one holding Hongjun was Cihang.

The rules of time and space appeared at Cihang's feet at this moment. The core of the Path of Cause and Effect was controlled by Cihang, so he could easily use the power of the Path of Cause and Effect to help inspire the power of the rules of time and space around him.

This power acted on Cihang himself and Hongjun.

The transformation of the way of heaven is like a kind of poison with no solution in the prehistoric era. All living beings, even those gods and demons in the prehistoric times, have no way to get rid of it when they are transformed by the way of heaven. Cihang can only do this, Exiling himself in time and space, even if the primitive creatures can see him, they will never come into contact with him.

On the long river of time and space, Cihang stood at one end with Hongjun in his arms, and at the other end were countless gods and demons from the ancient times, led by Jie Yin and Taiqing, who had listened to Hongjun's sermons in Zixiao Palace.

Perhaps under the baptism of time, there have been many changes in the hearts of the ancient gods and demons, but the most essential existence in their hearts has never changed, their original intentions.

The original intention has changed, so why should we strive to take another step forward on the great road?

Taiqing's lips trembled. He seemed to want to say something, but found that his lips could only tremble, but he could not say a word.

Cihang looked at Taiqing's eyes, and then looked at the eyes of countless gods and demons opposite him. They couldn't tell, so let Cihang do it.

"Unfair," were just two words, and the rules of time and space seemed to be affected. Countless waves emerged from the long river of time and space and crashed towards the place where Cihang was standing.

Cihang's clothes were fluttering in the turmoil of time and space, but his figure did not move at all in the time and space.

The so-called wavering is just caused by the difference between the words you speak and what you think in your heart. It is a kind of uncertainty about what you think in your heart. Otherwise, how could you say something different from what you think in your heart?
Cihang believed that what he said was what his Tao was telling him.

Perhaps Hongjun's behavior was a way of practicing his own path, but in Cihang's eyes, this was an unfair behavior.

What Hongjun did was an unfair act!

The problem of the way of heaven is a problem that all sentient beings in the prehistoric era should face. It is not possible to rely on Hongjun and a god and demon to shoulder all these things alone.

Couldn't the endless creatures from the prehistoric era be able to help Hongjun?
Therefore, Cihang said something unfair to Hongjun with tears in his eyes.

Tiandao has no emotions, and everything he does is just based on the rules. Therefore, Tiandao instinctively regards Hongjun as a part of itself according to the rules. It is the most common thing to carry the rules of Tiandao. Cihang knows in his heart, Hongjun also knew it in his heart.

Hongjun is not the Dao of Heaven, he is a god and demon from the Prehistoric Dao Era, a creature belonging to the Prehistoric Dao Era.

"All things are jointly the responsibility of the creatures in the ancient times. Why do you require yourself to bear everything?"

Cihang looked at Hongjun. His words were very soft, but the echoing voice on the long river of time and space was very clear. It could clearly enter the ears of all creatures belonging to the prehistoric era, including those who belonged to the prehistoric era. In the ears of the creatures in the attached world within the scope of Taoism.

At this moment, the status of the Great Heavenly Lord has become very large, like a heart belonging to the prehistoric era, constantly beating, absorbing the power of the laws of heaven in Hongjun.

It seems as if the accumulation has reached a limit, and it feels like this "heart" will explode in the next second.

But Cihang's face was always so calm, as if he was not afraid of the explosion of the fruit that belonged to him.

When Hongjun wanted to say something more, Cihang's hand gently patted Hongjun's shoulder and he said:
"Master, Cihang is here, it's okay, it's okay."

Cihang's tone was still so gentle, but the firmness revealed in it could not be questioned by any living being.

The rules of the prehistoric heaven are originally a great supplement to the prehistoric gods and demons, but too much becomes harmful. Cihang can feel that he is now trapped in a quagmire and unable to do anything. Like the creatures that escaped.

Even as time passed, the quagmire continued to eat away at his body.

Just like how he devoured Daozu Hongjun, he was devouring Cihang in the same way.

But Cihang's expression didn't change much. After all, the Great Heavenly Lord status he inherited couldn't bear the constant instillation of the so-called rules of heaven.

"Boom!"

It was a sound that resounded across the long river of time and space and was clearly heard by countless creatures in the wild.

In the eyes of countless creatures, the fruit status that symbolizes the great desolate god exploded, and the white skirt was also stained with layers of bright red in due course.

But jade can come out of sharpening, and all sharp edges must undergo difficult polishing. Cihang's expression remained unchanged. For him, this is his polishing.

The spiritual light that represented the Great Primordial Dao Wheel in the Qingyun was like the rising sun, its brilliance becoming more and more dazzling.

Countless principles of Tao either break away from cause and effect and are incorporated, or jump into the bottom of the long river of time and space, or fly out and merge in the thoughts of living beings.

Under the huge "fireworks", the ancient Taoist wheel shines brightly on it.

A Dharma Appeared, appearing in front of the Primordial Dao Wheel. At this moment, the Primordial Dao Wheel was like the Dao Wheel behind the Dharma Appearance.

Countless scenes of the world around the world are constantly being performed on the prehistoric Taoist wheel, and the face of the Dharma is like Cihang.

Compassionate eyes glanced at the creatures of the ancient times. Every creature that looked at it had the feeling of facing heaven and earth.

The youth that is promoted among the countless laws of heaven!
The Dharma Aspect of the Great Heavenly Venerable!

He replaced Taoist Hongjun and became a link in the operation of the prehistoric heaven.

Cihang still had such a calm face, and the blood-stained white skirt was still so obvious at this moment.The murmurs belonging to him still echo in the long river of time and space in the prehistoric era, just like the words he said to Hongjun.

He said that everything happened to him, and he reassured Daozu.

Under the baptism of time, everything is changing. At the beginning, it was Daozu Hongjun who protected Cihang.

So, now it's time for Cihang to protect Daozu Hongjun.

Zixiao Palace, Cihang looked at that place.

In the long river of time and space, above the sky, Zixiao Palace is still so lonely.

But he shouldn't be so lonely, and it shouldn't be Hongjun Daozu who carries the responsibility of all living beings, so Cihang wants to break the loneliness that belongs to Zixiao Palace.

Countless rules were condensed on the Dharma. Slowly, the closed eyes of the Dharma slowly opened.

The brilliance burst out from Faxiang's eyes. At this moment, all the creatures living in the prehistoric Dao Ji were shocked.

There is a feeling that comes from the bottom of my heart that I don’t know when. It is the pain of watching oneself being eroded away, the kind of pain that goes straight into the heart.

Pain is just the beginning of this feeling, followed immediately by bursts of weakness, so weak that it seems like a breeze can blow down one's body.

These feelings belong to Taoist Hongjun, who have been enduring them since Yuanhui. They have never expressed the pain they have endured. This is Taoist Hongjun.

But these methods are not what Cihang thinks are the best methods.

He always emphasizes that good deeds must be rewarded and evil deeds must be punished. Hongjun has done so many things, shouldn't he still be rewarded?
But it is really rewarding Hongjun, how many people in the prehistoric world can really understand the deep meaning of it?
Just like Cihang, he clearly knew the pain Hongjun was going through in Zixiao Palace, but when he didn't feel it, his heart was peaceful.

Instead of being filled with tears like now.

Crying may be the most worthless behavior, because it can't change anything, but sometimes, crying is also the most powerful behavior.

Because he is telling those creatures, he is telling them that the crying creatures have felt their pain and understand them.

Therefore, Cihang also planned to let all the creatures in the prehistoric era feel this kind of pain, so that they could understand in their hearts what true greatness is.

No matter what kind of greatness it is, if you don't feel it yourself, you will think that such greatness is somewhat unreal.

If this is the case, then Cihang wants all the creatures in the prehistoric era to personally experience Hongjun's pain.

Even though Hongjun's strength has been almost eroded now, his vision still exists, and he understands what Cihang's plan is.

His hoarse voice, or he could only use a weak breath, said only two words to Cihang at this time.

"enough."

Cihang knew what Hongjun's pain was, and he believed that these pains should not be felt by ordinary creatures.

That's enough, don't go on.

But Cihang's answer was not enough. His philosophy believed that this was far from enough.

He stood at the end of the long river of time and space, and the huge Dharma opened his own eyes. In his eyes, he observed the prehistoric Taoism that belonged to different development periods on the long river of time and space, and countless prehistoric creatures. Living freely in the prehistoric Taoism of different periods.

"Daozu, you are wrong."

Cihang's calm words made Hongjun startled.

He seemed to be wondering if there was anything wrong with what he was doing?

Hongjun is not the kind of person who respects his own status, so he feels that his accusations against other living beings are provoking his authority, and he will go back for revenge with even greater intensity.

He was always reflecting on his own behavior in his heart. Therefore, when he heard Cihang say that he was wrong, Hongjun's first reaction was nothing else but to reflect on the consequences of what he had done. What is wrong?

Some creatures will always believe that other creatures' accusations against them are a kind of encouragement to themselves.

This is the case for Hongjun back then and Hongjun now.

Cihang's hand gently brushed Hongjun's shoulder, and he looked at the countless prologues in the long river of time and space.

Pointing to the prologues again, he looked at Hongjun: "Taozu, do you see any similarities in these scenes?"

A question made Hongjun carefully observe the scenes emerging on the long river of time and space. He was too weak and could not say a word now.

But there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. He didn't know what Cihang wanted him to see.

He didn't know how many times he had watched these scenes when he became the first saint in the entire prehistoric era. They may be related to each other, but most of them are just the experiences of a place or a living being.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his eyes were fixed on the performance of these scenes.

A light appeared in Hongjun's eyes, a light that belonged to the answer. He could not speak, but Cihang could see that Hongjun already knew.

Even though Hongjun couldn't say a word at this moment, the look in his eyes already told Cihang the answer at this moment.

He didn't speak any more, watching the prehistoric beings still immersed in the pain that belonged to the erosion of heaven.

The breeze blew gently, and the bodies of the creatures were shaking unconsciously. This was an instinctive reaction to facing fear and pain.

All the answers are already right in front of them.

They are creatures from the prehistoric era!
Cihang always believes in one sentence:

The Primordial Dao Ji is not just a chess game for the great supernatural beings to play, but the common home of countless creatures living in the entire Prehistoric Dao Ji.

Naturally, all things are also the responsibility of all living beings in the prehistoric era.

That's why Cihang said that Daozu's idea was wrong.

The Primordial Dao Ji belongs to all the prehistoric beings, and in all things, all the prehistoric beings have their own obligations!
(End of this chapter)