Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

Then, it can only fill his soul.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Emperor Duantian said: "I don't care if it's him or not, it's better than death! He can't die, Pangu's golden body contains endless world, it's too important to our ancient world!"

"Yes!" Heavenly Emperor Zhan Shen said immediately, Dao Changsheng must not die, if he died, all the efforts of these teachers would be wasted!

"That being the case, let all sentient beings pray for longevity and resurrection, let him incarnate in the way of heaven, and take charge of the nine heavens!"

"That's the case, since the heaven has been broken, then a new court will be established in the nine heavens, and the emperors will rule the world from generation to generation, and there should be a way of heaven, which exists in the dark, and the way of heaven is transformed by the will of all living beings. A selfless existence can depose generations of tyrants and emperors."

How smart are the people present?

In an instant, all the conjectures were completed, and in this way, the world was truly established!

Human desires are selfish, the way of heaven is selfless, and there is a way of heaven in the shadows to monitor the heavenly court and monitor everything in the world.

"Emperors, start mending the sky!"

A celestial emperor walked out, recovered his cultivation, and rose into the air.

They came to the broken acupoints, moved pieces of space debris, and sorted out the space for re-refining the acupoints.

At the same time, a hearty low voice resounded from the heavens: "All beings in the world, pray for the return of the Dao Heavenly Emperor!"

"Dao Tiandi, please come back to life!"

"Our heaven and earth are indispensable to Dao Tiandi!"

Immediately, countless people in the inner world burst into tears, knelt down on the ground, and their thoughts were mixed together, forming strands of thoughts and feelings, floating like a sky in the sky.

They prayed to God to return the Taoist Emperor to them, even at the expense of their own lives.

The prestige of the Dao Heavenly Emperor has already surpassed that of a Heavenly Emperor from ancient times to the present, reaching the peak. Countless people are sincerely grateful to the Heavenly Emperor, and their pure and incomparable will and worship are transformed into the sky.

"Emperor Dao, please come back to life." The old man in the Holy Land closed his eyes, tears streaming down his eyes, seeing this scene felt heavy and sad.

"But Dao Tiandi returns, is he still him?"

There are young people who cry and don't care about appearance.

The world is praying.

The life of Emperor Daotian is extremely legendary. He is a mixed blood of the witch clan and the demon clan. He appeared in Jianmu for the first time, and he desperately killed the major hidden holy places, leaving behind the myth and legend of longevity and saving his mother.

Afterwards, he fought in the heavenly court, fought against the gods, fought against the emperor, and resisted the punishment of the three gods, but he did not die, but instead created an indestructible golden body. , One man can defeat eleven ancient emperors.

This period of time is too legendary.

He has been fighting all his life, bathed in blood, killed all the way, and finally fought bloody with Emperor Qi Tian. At this point, he was exhausted and lost consciousness. He still held his arms and supported the sky with unyielding will.

Such a heroic emperor, how can they not be sad.

"It's not enough, it's still not enough, his soul is too powerful. I'm afraid that he needs a great emperor to fill the sky with his soul and complement his consciousness." Emperor Duantian suddenly cooled down and looked at the fellow daoists, "Everyone, it's me now. When I realized my ambition, when I knew that the ancient years were a deception and that all beings on the earth were deceived by the terrifying truth, at that time I hoped that I could traverse the ages and eradicate the behind-the-scenes masterminds from the past to the present. If it is done, the future era will only strive for the present and live in the present, because”

"When the Dao of Heaven is established, it will completely cut off the past and present, and no one is allowed to decay!"

A round of golden golden crow red sun issued a crisp roar and roared away, shattering his soul, turning it into the purest original soul energy, and blending into the central dantian sky.

Whoa!

Large swathes of blood spilled.

The aura of Emperor Duantian was completely integrated into it. He chose death. A round of sun hung high in the dantian, shining on the nine heavens, hanging in the center, and countless people in the earth wailed.

Broken Heaven is dead.

This ancient emperor, who was admired by all beings on the earth, chose the right way.

Immediately, countless people roared like crazy, their eyes instantly turned red, with hot tears in them, and they kept crying.

"Not enough, still not enough!"

Emperor Qing strode out, looking at the sky lightly.

"Qingdi, you can't!" The voice of the old demon clan choked.

The Qing Emperor was calm, did not speak, and walked step by step.

He directly revealed the azure lotus on his body, and a huge green azure lotus flew up and merged into the central dantian. The huge soul exploded in an instant and slowly suspended in it, causing the entire dantian to reflect a faint cyan.

There was a lot of crying all around.

"Qinglian." Mengmei cried, woohoo.

Her face was covered with tears. Qing Lian was the person she had the best relationship with. He was taciturn, but he was always the most reliable. Before he knew it, he had become the best friend in this second life.

If she is a Heavenly Emperor, she would rather die instead of Qinglian, but it is a pity that her realm is not enough.

All beings in Jiuzhongtian began to mourn again, and another heavenly emperor fell. This is destined to be a dark era. The catastrophe of heaven and earth is even more terrifying than the ancient gods. Use your body to mend the sky and resurrect the Dao Tiandi.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed:

"what is that!?"

Everyone looked up, and the huge cyan lotus in the Dantian world turned into an ocean, and a golden sun and golden crow floated in Qinghai.

"Blue sky and red sun!"

Someone shouted at the vision in the central sky and became extremely excited.

Jiuxing Lianzhu has already connected the nine orifices around the dantian in the center. They are in the small worlds, watching the incredible dantian vision from a distance.

Suddenly, in the blue sky and the red sun, a faint phantom began to return, and a supreme terror filled the air.

"who I am?"

The figure suddenly spoke, revealing a sense of confusion.

In the bright blue sky and red sun, he slowly sat cross-legged and looked down at all beings in the nine worlds around him. They were all staring at him, showing a dull look.

"You created me, why do you cry?"

The people were crying more and more.

They clearly understood that Dao Tiandi had come back to life, and he had forgotten the past. The three souls and seven souls had been completed, and he was no longer himself.

wow.

The wishes and emotions of countless sentient beings converged into his body. His grief made him feel inexplicably, and his tears fell drop by drop. He didn't know why he was crying, but he felt very sad inside.

"Who am I?"

He suddenly murmured, and his eyes looked into the distance, as if looking through an ancient time.

The mind was suddenly shocked, and a child was reading a book vaguely in my mind, and a voice sounded next to it: "Child! Your innate supreme Taoist body, I am the mother of the earth, Qingteng, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

The screen flashed.

On the grass under the bright sunshine, a young, honest, ignorant and honest boy took his mother's hand and walked into the distance:

"Mother, your Tao, your longevity, just like your son Taoist longevity, come back again, come and embark on the career of seeking Tao again."

Gradually, a calm and dignified middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at this piece of land and thinking about my future."

"The teacher, what future are you thinking about?"

"If I am the Qing Emperor in his age, I will repay the peach blossoms here!"

boom! !

His mind was shocked, and he looked down at the huge green lotus plant under him, slowly circling.

He showed an extremely complicated look, looked up again, and saw that round of golden fiery red sun, as if he saw another stalwart Heavenly Emperor with his hands on his back. Heavenly Emperor, when you cut across this world, arbitrarily rule through the ages, and eradicate all the ancient existences of the old days!"

teacher, friend.

He was silent, as if thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

In the end, he saw a youthful celestial emperor. It was himself. He knelt down in front of Daluotian, wept bitterly, and prayed to the ancestral witch, "All the ancient emperors, please go back for the common people!"

All that came was a sneer.

He could feel the grief of the young Heavenly Emperor, and was unwilling to fight with the hero he admired the most.

But in the end, the young man stood upright, carried everything on his back, fought with Di Qi, and fought to the death.

Is that me?

my whole life.

He suddenly lowered his head and couldn't help sighing.

Fuzzy, like a past life, but unforgettable pain.

His originally calm and indifferent eyes made waves, and suddenly he said to the world Lang Lang: "I am for all living beings, and all living beings are born for me. Since I live in the blue sky and the red sun, it is the blue sky. I live for the Tao, and it is not Dao Changsheng."

Blue sky!

All sentient beings on the earth were shocked, and the heavenly emperors couldn't help showing strange expressions.

He suddenly became enlightened, showed a faint chuckle, stretched out his hand slightly, and all the creatures in the nine dimensions were released outside, 'Go out, heaven and earth should have a hierarchy, this is the heaven, mortals cannot live for a long time! "

Crash.

All of the creatures suddenly flashed and appeared on the barren blood-colored soil.

They turned their heads and looked at the vast giant who was still standing upright. His unyielding body seemed to stand like a statue, still holding up the sky.

Boom!

In the next second, the entire terrifying vast giant collapsed suddenly, turned into clumps of flesh and blood, and laid on the ground.

In the huge collapsed and vast body, a small figure slowly walked out, it was Dao Changsheng, but he was a lot indifferent, looking at the whole land,

"After this ancestral witch catastrophe, there will be a prosperous world! My god is Jiuzhongtian, and my body is the earth!"

With one finger to the sky and one finger to the ground, the collapsed huge Pangu body quickly began to show a flow of Taoism. The whole corpse turned into a mountain of flesh and blood, and a lot of green branches and leaves stretched out, spreading outward, and the bones began to turn into solid jade. Treasure

His skin is extremely tough, and his hair is as tough as a god thread, which can be used as a treasure for all living beings.

This is equivalent to opening up the world again, with various innate spiritual treasures appearing, and entering a completely new era.

He flew up indifferently, merged into the wall of the sky, and gradually disappeared: "I am the way of heaven, and all living beings wish to have a single thought! If the tyrant has no way, the people's willingness will gather into the sky, take control of my body, and defeat the emperor with the body of the way of heaven. !"

Boom!

Heaven and earth feel, as if shaking.

The people of the earth were silent and grief-stricken. They looked up for a long time, and when they saw that the Way of Heaven had completely disappeared, they could only pack up their luggage and burdens, and re-walk on the earth full of death and barrenness. They began to rebuild their houses and start a new life.

"The war is over"

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth is over, we are still alive!"

Some people cried with joy, and rebuilt the house numbly. It took several days before they could fully cry out, wow wow, their limbs limp on the soil, still unbelievable.

This is the pain of war.

After all, mortals are only mortals, they cannot resist, they can only bear the suffering it brings. The scenes of the collapse of the sky and the earth may not be erased in their ordinary life, turning into nightmares and waking up from time to time at night.

And it is not easy to get to this point. A bloody heroic emperor is also overthrowing the ancient rule with a decisive heart, paying too much price.

This time, the ancient Heavenly Court has been completely overthrown, and there is no longer the existence of the old days. It is undoubtedly a great victory, but what about the new era after the great victory?

As Duantian said:

Only strive to be in the world, one by one geniuses, one by one, to open up a prosperous world?

That may have been a long time ago. The scars of the current catastrophe in the world will be difficult to heal in hundreds of years.

There were also unexpectedly few sacrifices. After a fight, most of the Heavenly Emperors were still alive, but the three oldest and most powerful Heavenly Emperors had already left the crowd.

After more than ten days, people restarted the years of slash-and-burn cultivation. The gods maintained order in the sky, raining and ploughing in spring, and a female emperor was sitting in a shabby wooden house. Xu Wei looked at the dead black soil outside the window. A new green sprout slowly glowed.

Sitting in front of the window, holding a pen on a black slate, she recorded this difficult and long period of catastrophe. In the end, she wrote this postscript:

When the sky was shrouded in ancient gods, when the corpses everywhere sighed about the weakness of human beings, the ancestors still stubbornly dragged their remnants to block the sky, and wrote their own will with a tenacious and old body: not giving up hope.

When the fruit was eroded by the dark moths, when the flowers of victory bloomed in other people's gardens, Qingtian still stubbornly stood in front of Daluotian with his remnant body, and wrote his determination with his indomitable body: not to abandon all beings.

Generations of heroic emperors marched forward in the darkness of decay,

Brave hearts are determined to die,

to finally overthrow the invincible ancient existence,

in the ancient slate,

They will record their unyielding legends, human ancestors are old, the sky is red, and the Tao is immortal. "

Xu Wei suddenly stopped writing, stood up, and seriously hung the black quaint slate full of dense letters on the stone wall of the thatched hut.

She strode out and greeted the rising sun of another day. The bright sun shone on her beautiful face. She seemed to see the indifferent Heavenly Dao that was already high above, and couldn't help smiling slowly.

"The faint years are just for the sake of a long life."

No matter how sad and angry the surviving people are at this time, what a terrifying era this is, the years are still ruthless.

It is scouring all the splendid past, and this moment is recorded in the "Eastern Era" for countless years in later generations, and it is still cruelly simple:

[At the end of the Western Era, the catastrophe of heaven and earth came, the building trees collapsed, the heavenly realm was broken, life was wiped out, the Taoist emperor merged into the sky, the sky was red, and the way of heaven began to form]

Four thousand words two in one, three changes today (*^▽^*)