Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"Because the future of the human race is not in this world!"

A sigh suddenly came into Laozi's ears.

It shocked Laozi's mind, although the barrier set by Nuwa suppressed his cultivation.

But as a quasi-saint, even if he could not use magic power or the great way, it was definitely not possible for anyone to alarm him to come close.

Laozi suddenly turned around and looked at the person behind him with vigilance, but at the first sight of the person behind him.

The vigilance on Laozi's face was swallowed up, and then he said respectfully: "Taiqing Laozi, meet Senior Changsheng!"

Ao Changsheng's appearance and aura have long been no secret in the prehistoric world, and for Laozi, a disciple of Hongjun.

He knows Ao Changsheng's details far better than the prehistoric creatures.

"No need to be polite!" Ao Changsheng waved his hand casually.

Taking two steps forward, Ao Changsheng casually sat on the cliff, his feet naturally resting, his right hand supporting his chin, and looked at the tens of thousands of human races in the distance carrying their bags and leaving the barrier and stepping into the prehistoric world.

"Human race!"

Ao Changsheng seemed to be talking to Laozi, and seemed to be sighing.

"There are people who go out to explore, and there are also people who are conservative for their beliefs, although they were created by Nuwa."

"But just like the billions of tribes in the prehistoric world, they have seven emotions and six desires, and have various choices."

"Maybe Nuwa will be very happy! The races she created are normal creatures, just like the billions of tribes in the prehistoric world."

Ao Changsheng suddenly smiled as he spoke, and without waiting for Laozi to react, he continued.

"But maybe she is very disappointed, after all, so many people do not agree with the future she thinks for the human race."

Behind Ao Changsheng, listening to what Ao Changsheng said, he seemed to be thinking about something, but he was still confused about the future that Nuwa was thinking about.

Although he killed the two corpses of good and evil, and his Taoism was the top power in the prehistoric world, he did not become a saint after all.

Even with Laozi's wisdom, he could not jump out of the great era of the prehistoric world after all.

Ao Changsheng did not react to this.

He did not come here to instruct Laozi, but just happened to see Laozi's doubtful self-talk here when he was wandering around the human race.

So he came here to chat with someone.

Ao Changsheng looked at the golden barrier set up by Nuwa, and the black and white colors in his eyes flowed.

He directly saw through the barrier, and the true spirits that seemed to be sleeping.

Those were the people who died in this barrier over the years, whether they died of exhaustion or other reasons.

Their true spirits were all protected by this barrier, and were not captured by the prehistoric world.

"The saint... is much stronger than a pseudo-saint like me who only has the fighting power of a saint!" Ao Changsheng retracted his gaze and said in his heart.

Just by looking at Nuwa's arrangement, Ao Changsheng roughly guessed that Nuwa had already seen through the calamity of this era.

After all, the saint can predict all non-saint outcomes during the non-calamity period without the interference of other saints.

"The saint of heaven... has gone through countless calamities without being worn out, and has been touched by cause and effect without being stained."

"Always existing with heaven and coexisting with the Tao, the saint knows everything and can do everything."

"The saint is clear about everything and the world, and can see the past, present, and future with his eyes, and can play time and space, birth and death, and reincarnation in his hands."

"Infinite and immeasurable, without birth and death, returning to the quiet void, can gather and disperse, without birth and death, and can be worn out by countless calamities."

"Transcend time and space, cause and effect do not touch him, wander outside of things, not based on time and space reincarnation, eternal and everlasting."

"Below the saint, everyone is an ant."

Information about the saint spewed out from Ao Changsheng's mouth one after another, making Laozi's eyes more fiery and incredible.

"The saint...knows everything and can do everything. Below the saint, everyone is an ant!"

"Is this...is this the saint?"

Although I learned about the existence of the saint from Hongjun, this is the first time I know what kind of power the 'saint' has.

As if he felt Laozi's burning gaze, Ao Changsheng turned his head and glanced at Laozi. Now he was just an incarnation.

It was not in the Taoist temple, so naturally he could not see through Laozi's sea of ​​consciousness as he saw through Nuwa at the beginning.

But he could roughly guess Laozi's current situation.

After all...a quasi-saint would walk in this kind of barrier for a thousand years, and this person is Laozi, the reason is naturally self-evident.

"You are only one step away from becoming a saint, just like Nuwa, you only need an opportunity. Think more and think more, and you will become a saint right in front of you!"

Ao Changsheng encouraged casually, and then jumped off the cliff.In mid-air, the incarnation quietly dissipated.

Although it is interesting to watch the survival story of the ancient human race, it is hard to resist the fact that the entire human race is now strong and powerful, and their physical bodies can even rival the earthly immortals and monsters.

A cheating race survival story, after a thousand years, Ao Changsheng has seen enough.

Summary!

Compared with the modern society in his short memory of more than twenty years, the ancient human society... bad review!

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"Is it just one more opportunity?"

Laozi was not surprised by the scene of Ao Changsheng's dissipation, and he could still distinguish the incarnation from the real body.

Moreover, he, like Nuwa, had long known that Ao Changsheng's original body was in seclusion and only liked to travel the prehistoric world with his incarnation.

Laozi was thinking about what Ao Changsheng said.

After traveling in the human race for thousands of years, although Laozi's heart was extremely high, he did not feel bored with the Hongmeng purple air that had been beating for thousands of years.

But if you can become a saint early, the sooner the better!

"Think more, think more, attaining the Tao and becoming a saint is just around the corner!" Laozi kept repeating Ao Changsheng's encouragement.

A glimmer of wisdom appeared in his eyes, and he said to himself.

"Could it be that Senior Changsheng is reminding me that the opportunity to attain the Tao has long been in my hands, and I just need to think more and find Him?"

Thinking of this, Laozi simply sat cross-legged and began to recall every bit of his thousand years of walking among the human race.

The Golden Crow rises, and the Jade Rabbit falls!

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed.

Laozi still sat cross-legged on the cliff for a full day and night. Of course, what Laozi recalled was not only his experience of walking among the human race for a thousand years.

In Laozi's mind, all the things he had seen and heard since he was born, and all the practices he had practiced in this life, kept emerging.

In a trance, a mysterious feeling emerged in Laozi's heart, and scriptures emerged in his heart.

"The Tao can be spoken of, but it is not always the Tao. The name can be named, but it is not always the name. Namelessness is the beginning of all things; name is the mother of all things."

"Therefore, one should always be without desire in order to observe its minuteness; one should always have desire in order to observe its boundary. The two come from the same source, but have different names and the same meaning. The more mysterious, the more mysterious, the door to all minute things."

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"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs; saints are not benevolent——"

Laozi's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of calmness and indifference, without any previous enthusiasm for becoming a saint.

Above Laozi's head, a red cloud of celebration quietly emerged, and a pure white figure jumped out of it without any hindrance.

In Laozi's Yuanshen, the Hongmeng purple air that had been jumping for a full thousand years suddenly calmed down.

The next moment, the Hongmeng purple air directly merged into Laozi's Yuanshen, and Laozi's eyes closed again.

A golden light hidden in the depths of his soul suddenly emerged and rushed into the sky.

The moment the golden light fell between heaven and earth, it turned into a vast golden cloud of merit.

This is Pangu's blessing!

It is the merit of creation!

Laozi has always known that there is this merit in his soul, but he has never been able to activate it.

The merit of creation spread throughout the wilderness in an instant, and then quickly poured into Laozi.

Just like Nuwa who became a saint thousands of years ago, Laozi's Taoism and magic power are rising rapidly at this time.

In an instant, it is equivalent to billions of years of hard practice!

"Is this... a saint?"

When all the merits turned into Laozi's magic power, Laozi opened his eyes and looked at a world that was completely different from before.

A touch of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"Now I, Laozi, have attained the Dao and become a saint! As the Supreme Lord of Dao and Virtue, I shall teach all living beings and establish a religion called 'Humanity', with the Taiji Diagram as the treasure of the religion! The Humanity Religion is established!"

The voice that resounded through the prehistoric world fell.

A sense of great perfection suddenly arose in Laozi's heart, and at the same time, the primordial purple air in his soul was completely integrated into Laozi's soul.

Laozi's holy power emerged and filled the prehistoric world.

For a time, golden flowers fell in disorder, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and purple air came from the east for billions of miles; fairy petals floated and fell in a colorful manner. The necklaces formed a canopy, and the pearls hung on the curtains!

The whole prehistoric world was celebrating the birth of the saint.

At the same time, in the prehistoric heavenly way, a Dao fruit fell silently beside another Dao fruit, restraining each other, influencing each other, and amplifying each other...!

The sky is beyond the sky, the Wa Palace!

Nuwa, who had her eyes tightly closed, opened them. Suddenly, it seemed as if there were endless worlds being born and dying, and endless reincarnations of time and space.

The vision was fleeting, as if it had never appeared.

"Humanism?!"

"Brother Laozi has become a saint..."

Feeling the extra fruits of the Dao in the authority of the Heavenly Dao, Nuwa sighed deeply.

Before Hongjun merged with the Dao, she was the only saint in the prehistoric world to enjoy the authority of the Heavenly Dao, which was almost as incomparable as the saint's description.Ignorant, omnipotent!

The past and the future, almost all in sight.

But now...

In fact, she knew in her heart that even before, Honghuang had Hongjun, the four sacred beasts, and Ao Changsheng.

She was not really omniscient and omnipotent.

Nuwa suppressed her reluctance to the exclusive authority of the Heavenly Dao in her heart

Nuwa looked towards Honghuang, and when she saw Laozi in the barrier she set up for the human race, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Soon, Nuwa's eyes looking at Honghuang were completely dull, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"This... Five Saints are out together!"