The real person of Cihang in the prehistoric

Chapter 216 Yang Mei
Cihang said that the Taoist ancestor was wrong, and the mistake was to take all the responsibilities of all sentient beings on himself.

Maybe Taozu's idea is good, but for all sentient beings in the wild, they need to be tempered, just like the growth of trees cannot be separated from the tempering of wind and rain.

So Cihang, standing on the long river of time and space, just watched quietly as all the sentient beings in the wild felt the pain that the Taoist ancestors had experienced.

Doing good deeds in obscurity is the character of Daozu Hongjun, but not the character of Cihang Great Heavenly Venerable.

The light in Hongjun's eyes is gradually increasing, and as the laws of heaven that have been eroding him in his body continue to be absorbed by Cihang's Dharma, his strength is constantly recovering.

As a saint from the prehistoric era, Tiandao will help him recover all the damage in his body.

Infinite Qingyun emerged from Cihang's feet, and in the next second, ten thousand golden lotuses of merit grew out of the Qingyun. Just as the golden lotus blossomed, they fluttered into the world of the prehistoric Taoist era. middle.

These merits are humane merits, and they are rewards generated by helping to teach the spiritual shaping of humane beings through Cihang’s practices.

The red-gold light of merit did not seem to attract the attention of all sentient beings in the prehistoric era. They were still immersed in the pain woven by Cihang, undergoing their own trials.

Only Hongjun and the other saints, who had just recovered their strength, could notice.

The arrival of merit showed that Cihang's approach was reasonable. Hongjun looked at the red-gold light and was speechless for a long time.

Perhaps the existence of the Great Heavenly Lord Cihang in the Primordial Daoji is also a good thing for the sentient beings in the Primordial Daoji. After all, Cihang knows what living beings and even humanity need.

The water of the long river of time and space is formed by the interweaving of the rules of time and space. Hongjun's robe is stained on the long river of time and space, but nothing happens. It seems that nothing has happened. This can be done in the prehistoric era. Apart from the six saints and Hongjun, the only living being of this level is Cihang, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Daoji.

As long as the other living beings are contaminated a little, it will be good if it does not cause the time decay of their own origins.

It is possible that some creatures are just children, and after being exposed to the rules of time and space, it is not impossible to become old people or die directly.

As for Daozu Hongjun, who was and still is the No. 1 of the Primordial Daoji, he even dared to salvage some things from the long river of time and space that were immersed in the bottom of the long river of time and space.

The green light instantly followed Hongjun's movements and illuminated the entire time and space. The position where Cihang was standing was the closest to Hongjun.

The light had just come out, and before it could attract the attention of other saints, Cihang had already felt the huge vitality contained in it.

Such an exuberant breath of life is unmatched even by the fierce beast clan and the witch clan back then. Even the beast gods and the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan can't compare with the vitality contained in it. Hang, couldn't help but squinted his eyes happily.

When the Primordial Dao Ji becomes really full of vitality everywhere, isn't what Cihang has done to the entire Primordial Dao Ji a kind of great mercy?
Managing the prehistoric Taoism is Cihang's goal. Everything needs to be prioritized. The most important thing in Cihang's heart, and the same was true in his previous life, is his own practice.

Recalling that Cihang had been involved in everything since he came down from the Kunlun Mountains, wasn't it for his own Taoist cultivation?
The starting point of everything is not for merit, but for the "compassion" mentioned in Cihang's heart.

Cihang thought a lot in his mind, but only a moment had passed in the outside world. Daozu seemed to have collected the things he picked up from the long river of time and space into his Qingyun at this time. Cihang was quiet. Waiting for Hongjun quietly, the current Daozu is exactly the same as the one back then, which is great.

There was a sigh in my heart, and a happy smile naturally existed between my eyebrows.

"The future is yours."

Hongjun spoke very slowly, but he sounded so sincere, and his tone of voice gave the creatures a sense of security.

A willow tree was swaying in his hand. The breeze blew the willow branches, and the infinite breath of life was driven by the willow branches.

"Yang Mei, a god and demon immersed in the long river of time and space, was transformed by the remnant Taoist charm of the chaotic gods and demons fused with the innate spiritual roots. When I became a saint, I discovered that Yang Mei was in the long river of time and space in the prehistoric era. Sleeping in it."

Are you proficient in the residual rhyme of the Chaos Gods and Demons of the Space Avenue?
Cihang couldn't help but think of reincarnation, the creatures transformed from the residual rhyme of the Chaos Demon God.
He raised his eyes and looked into Hongjun's eyes, and suddenly understood what Hongjun meant. What he meant was exactly the same as the reincarnation in Cihang's mind. They were both forces that could be used in the construction and development of the prehistoric Taoism. This was Daozu Hongjun gave support to the work of Great Heavenly Venerable.

When Cihang was still a young monk who had not yet become a Xuanxian, Hongjun gave him treasures and spiritual objects.

Now, Cihang has become the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Primordial Dao, but it is still Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, who is helping Cihang, helping Cihang search for the power available for the development of the heavens in the long river of time and space, Hongjun has never Changed.

Fortunately, Cihang has never changed, and his original intention is still there.

Only by not forgetting your original intention can you always succeed, right?
The white clothes were misty, and even though there were bright red blood stains on them, Cihang's expression was still so calm and relieved.

The small willow tree was in Hongjun's hands, and now it's in Cihang's hands.

Just like the development of the ancient Taoism was led by Hongjun, and now it is led by Cihang, everything has its own inheritance.

Perhaps the willow tree in Hongjun's hand does not have this meaning, but because of their identities, the willow tree has been given such a meaning.

With a free and easy smile, on the long river of time and space, with the Six Saints watching, Cihang threw the willow tree he had just received towards the land of the prehistoric era.

The destination that was thrown away was on the Buzhou Mountain, the tallest mountain in the entire prehistoric era.

On Buzhou Mountain, the aura belonging to Pangu is growing day by day with the development of the times.

There may be some stupid creatures who think that Pangu can gradually be resurrected by this, but a prehistoric god like Cihang understands that Pangu will never be resurrected in his lifetime.

He was born adhering to the rules of the Dao, and was born with the mission of opening up a new Dao discipline. How could Pangu come out again when there was no need for Pangu to open up a new Dao discipline?
The Six Sages also have an understanding of the situation on Buzhou Mountain, and Cihang also has some understanding based on the status of the Great Heavenly Lord.

Buzhou Mountain is nurturing its own spirit, using the Pangu breath it carried when it was born to nurture its own spirit.

When this spirit is born, the laws of heaven will regard it as the mountain god of Buzhou Mountain, the kind that cannot be erased in all eternity.

When their cultivation has reached the level of Cihang, many developments and changes can no longer be regarded as secrets in their eyes. Their character is also different from that of other monks. Perhaps some creatures will Worried that fellow practitioners occupy too many cultivation resources and that they themselves will be unable to practice.

But like Cihang, they instead hope that there will be more people who can reach the height of Daluo Jinxian.If we are three people, we must have my teacher. Even if the most amazing genius of the human race has not yet been born, this sentence always has truth.

There are no completely perfect gods and demons in the world, especially on the road of spiritual practice. Therefore, how happy it is to have a Taoist friend who can communicate with others to check for deficiencies and make up for their own spiritual practice. Therefore, Buzhou Mountain The spirit is gestating with confidence.

The falling of the willow trees also seems to be affecting the spirit of Buzhou Mountain.

The two seem to be colliding and combining their respective advantages during the collision, becoming the nutrients for their own growth.

Gods and demons would not stop such growth. Cihang looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly thought of his previous life.

Even though the experiences and memories of his previous life have no effect on Cihang in this life, to put it bluntly, he is just useless waste in the eyes of some creatures.

But in Cihang's eyes, these experiences are still useful, just like a mirror, always warning Cihang what will happen if the prehistoric Taoism deteriorates.

Buzhoushan is the best example, isn't it?

In the previous life, Buzhou Mountain experienced the turmoil of the Lich Catastrophe, and even the Pangu aura it contained was constantly dissipating and disappearing. In the end, Buzhou Mountain became the Buzhou ruins.

The so-called mountain peak has also become a big seal in the hands of Guangchengzi. From that time on, the creatures of the ancient world can only hear the name of Buzhou Mountain, but they can no longer see the situation of Buzhou Mountain. Buzhou Mountain Just like the West during the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty, it slowly entered the decaying time and space and disappeared from the eyes of all living beings.

How can it be like now? Not only the Pangu aura on Buzhou Mountain has not completely disappeared, but even the internal rules of Buzhou Mountain are still breeding the emergence of the mountain god of Buzhou Mountain.

Cihang suddenly smiled.

This kind of prehistoric Taoism is the prehistoric Taoism that he has always pursued in his heart. Infinite compassion does not only rely on a god or demon to do it.

Look at the stars in the sky. The endless star gods above are also working hard for the peace of the prehistoric era.

Cihang was daydreaming, but the willow tree was not daydreaming. The aura belonging to Pangu continued to permeate the depths of the willow tree.

A wave of sleeping soul suddenly spread from the innermost part of the willow tree.

"Pangu's breath?"

The soul tasted it for a long time, and from Pangu's aura, he came into contact with the internal rules of heaven and earth in the prehistoric era.

Countless deeds and history enter the soul just between the rules of taste.

"Hiss!" Yang Mei, who is the soul, suddenly took a breath of air. The gap between the current prehistoric Taoism and the prehistoric Taoism when he was immersed in the long river of time and space is a bit big.

Back then, the Beast Emperor Shenni had not yet risen, and Buzhou Mountain was still Buzhou Mountain at that time. Standing on Buzhou Mountain, Yang Mei felt bored, and she was immersed in the long river of time and space.

Later, during the confrontation between Hongjun and Luo Hu, he came out for a while and immersed himself in the long river of time and space to understand the avenue of space.

It seemed that he had just taken a nap, and when he woke up, he found that the whole world had changed.

Yang Mei felt the eyes focused on him, not malicious, but kind.

Is there anyone in the prehistoric era who still remembers him?
Yang Mei felt the breaths carefully, and suddenly he frowned again. Was his feeling wrong?

How do you feel the aura of Yin and Yang, these Taoist friends who have passed away in the Tao Demon catastrophe?
All the doubts were suddenly realized when Yang Mei felt that there was information about Cihang in the rules.

The Prehistoric Taoism is still the same Prehistoric Taoism, but after Hongjun, the guidance of the Prehistoric Taoism did not stop there, and was replaced by a being named Cihang.

The things Zhuan Zhuang has done are enough to be called the Great Heavenly Lord of the prehistoric era by countless creatures in the world.

Cihang's aura was not hidden, how could Yang Mei not feel it?
It's just that he was just unsure of the other party's intention, so he didn't dare to act rashly. Now that he has been taught the rules of the Taoism and told him about the major events that have happened in the ancient Taoism in recent years, what does Yang Mei have to be afraid of?

The figure of the willow tree disappeared on Buzhou Mountain, and was replaced by a figure, a Taoist with long eyebrows and white hair.

It looks ordinary, and there seems to be nothing strange about it, but even if he stands very close to you, you can't touch him.

The reason is very simple, that is because Yang Mei is surrounded by countless spatial rules, which make him surrounded by countless spatial dimensions. The existence of these spatial dimensions makes Yang Mei stand here, no matter what, there is no living thing. To be able to reach him.

"Fellow Taoist." Cihang greeted him with a smile.

Yang Mei, a remnant of the Chaos Demon God, broke free from the demonic barriers set by the Chaos Demon God in his mind. Even during the Dao Demon disaster, he helped Hongjun protect the safety of the entire Taoist era. Such an existence, in my heart There is great love.

Things in the world have changed because of the escape, and the personalities of living beings have also changed. There is no single fixed label that can directly summarize this living being.

Yang Mei may have various shortcomings, but her attitude towards the ancient Taoism is correct.

"Great Heavenly Lord." Yang Mei bowed calmly.

This gift is not only because of Cihang's current identity, but also because of the things Cihang did in his memory.

It also shows that he supports the current prehistoric Taoism.

Cihang's voice came into Yang Mei's ears again, the voice was gentle, as if he was speaking to an old friend.

"I wonder if you would like to work in heaven?"

(End of this chapter)