Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

Empress Nuwa lay on the cloud bed, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

But the aura emanating from her was extremely dangerous.

"I have an ominous premonition, and it's very strong, that the Pangu universe is going to collapse."

“Mom, is your way of dealing with a meltdown just lying down?”

"The general trend is so powerful that I can't stop it. Besides, I won't die if it collapses. The unlucky ones are you weaklings."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

"I have prepared all the options for your own future. Xiao Changsheng, please work hard."

Without saying a word, Ji Changsheng went out and headed straight to Huoyun Cave.

Empress Nuwa: "?"

Fuxi, who was suddenly approached by Ji Changsheng, also raised a question mark.

"Changsheng, why did you come to me?"

Ji Changsheng took out the map of mountains and rivers and the country: "Uncle, you still have to do things like clearing up wasteland. For the sake of my mother and your sister's happy life, you should work hard again."

Fuxi once again raised a question mark.

"Opening up wasteland?"

"Uncle, my mother felt that the Pangu Universe might face immeasurable calamity again, so she prepared a way out for the human race. However, the rules in the world of mountains and rivers are not perfect yet, and the living environment is not friendly to the human race. Anyway, uncle, you There’s nothing wrong with staying in Huoyun Cave all day long, just go and open up wasteland in the great world of mountains and rivers.”

There is nothing wrong with a mother letting her son open up wasteland.

It makes sense for a son to seek help from his uncle.

"The great world of mountains and rivers? The map of the country? Infinite tribulations? Land reclamation? Immortality, wait, let me slow down."

There was so much information coming at Fuxi that he couldn't react.

"What exactly is going on?"

Ji Changsheng briefly explained: "Pangu was resurrected and vowed to kill Hongjun. Sanqing now wants to kill Pangu and Hongjun at the same time. Hongjun is aloof and wants to kill both of them. When gods fight, mortals suffer. When they fight, the whole universe suffers. For the sake of the future of the human race, my mother and I decided to find a way out for the human race. I just want to ask you, do you still want to do this? Be yourself?”

Fuxi: "...Why don't you just let me play moral kidnapping?"

The three emperors were also masters killed in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so of course they would not be fooled easily.

But Fuxi did realize the seriousness of the problem.

But he didn't think it was that fast.

"Changsheng, Shennong Xuanyuan and I are still planning how to let Tang Dynasty occupy the ancient immortal world. Is it too early to retreat now? The situation is great." Fuxi was a little unwilling.

He told the truth.

The successful result of the scripture-seeking operation also means that the Tang army's westward march is unimpeded.

The Anxi Protectorate is about to be established.

The country of Tianzhu is already on the verge of collapse.

The remaining demon clan was wiped out.

Tathagata Buddha reincarnates.

Many Daluo strong men were all in dire straits.

Today's Pangu Universe has never been more beneficial to the human race than it is now.

The human iron army is about to occupy the two major continents of the ancient immortal world and share the world equally with all other creatures.

Coupled with the high-end power of the human race at this time, it will only be stronger in the future.

The position of true overlord of the universe is almost within reach as long as you take one step further.

All it took was one last shiver.

At this time, asking people to retreat is no different from killing Fuxi.

He couldn't accept it.

Ji Changsheng understood this.

But he patiently helped Fuxi analyze: "Uncle, I know that we have spent a lot of effort to get to this point. But the general environment has changed, and we must keep pace with the times. War in higher dimensions will not be based on our will. Transfer. Pangu and Hongjun suddenly started a war. We can only accept it and find a way to survive. Black swan events are uncontrollable. We must learn to adapt when we break, otherwise we can only settle for the past. Buried with the times.”

"They haven't started a war yet," Fuxi said.

"Sooner or later, don't place your hopes on luck." Ji Changsheng said solemnly: "Uncle, I guarantee you that Pangu and Hongjun will definitely fight."

"Why are you so sure?" Fuxi frowned.

Ji Changsheng told the truth: "Because I will help them fight."

Fuxi: "..."

You are such a clever little kid.

Ji Changsheng said one thing: "If they don't fight, how will I get the chance to improve? If they become brothers, the Six Saints won't accept it, and I won't accept it either. Only through confrontation can I have the value of jumping horizontally."

Fuxi reminded: "According to my experience, when the boss fights with the second child, it is very likely that the third to ninth children will be killed first."

"Uncle, you are right, but wealth can be found in danger. And asking you to open up wasteland, uncle, is to prepare a way out for us humans. In addition, we humans lack high-end power and cannot win high-end games, so the position of hegemon in this era is not worthy of the name. An overlord without the support of a saint is like a paper tiger that can be broken at the first glance. It is better to find another battlefield and let Hongjun Pangu and others suffer first. Maybe we can make a comeback and clean up the mess. "

Fuxi was convinced.

It’s not that Ji Changsheng is so good at speaking.

The truth is that Ji Changsheng didn't give him any choice.

"Even if I don't agree, you will do this, right?"

"Of course, I must become a saint, otherwise there will be no hope for the rest of the human race. As long as I become a saint, the conflict between Pangu and Hongjun will inevitably intensify, and the Six Saints will inevitably be involved. In a fight of this level, even if The human race cannot bear the aftermath, so moving to other battlefields is the best choice.”

Ji Changsheng pointed at himself and said proudly: "Uncle, you should understand my power. Whichever realm I advance to, there will be rivers of blood. Peace cannot be peaceful. Next, with my promotion , there must be constant jihad.”

Fuxi was speechless: "You don't have to be so proud."

"Uncle, I don't have much time left for you. I will start to become a saint tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Fuxi was stunned.

"Didn't you just get promoted to Daluo today? You will become a saint tomorrow?"

He really has never seen such a beast.

“Is it so easy to become a saint?”

So what is the meaning of his countless years of hard work?

Am I so talented?

Ji Changsheng looked at his cheap uncle with pity.

"Uncle, you still don't understand. To become Daluo, you have to rely on your own ability, and to become a saint, you have to rely on external forces."

"Fart, my sister relies on herself to become a saint."

"Uncle, you are too immodest to compare yourself with my mom. The gap between you and my mom is bigger than the gap between me and Mu Xian." Ji Changsheng is very self-aware: "Uncle, our talents are at the same level. Daluo is our limit. We have reached the limit on our own. If we want to break through the upper limit, we can only rely on external forces. You must feel it more than me. Becoming a saint is 99% talent + 1% hard work. It's useless for you to achieve that 1%."

Fuxi felt heartbroken.

He was indeed more emotional than Ji Changsheng.

But it took him countless years to get this feeling.

Why did Ji Changsheng understand it in just one day?

Ji Changsheng saw Fuxi's doubts and said sincerely: "Of course I take losers like you as a lesson. Innate gods and demons like you can't cross that threshold. What virtue and ability am I? I can't do it. Haotian is so perverted.”

Ji Changsheng never felt that he had the talent to become a saint.

It took him so long to become a big Luo - he was stuck for several days.

If you want to become a saint, why should you be stuck for a year?

This is not okay.

The further he went, the more Ji Changsheng felt the lack of talent.

Since talent is unreliable, hard work is even more unreliable.

Still have to take shortcuts.

"Uncle, I am humble enough, but you are still too proud."

Ji Changsheng patted Fu Xi on the shoulder and taught Fu Xi his successful experience very seriously: "You only saw that my mother and Sanqing became saints on their own, but you didn't see that Jie Yin and Zhunti both took shortcuts. There are only four monsters like my mother and Sanqing in the universe, so we can’t learn from the successful experiences of Jie Yin and Zhunti.”

It is said that one should learn from successful people’s experiences of success, but Ji Changsheng thinks this is not entirely true.

Some successful people simply cannot learn.

People born in the Sanqing Dynasty come with Pangu Yuan Shen, how do you learn it?

Nuwa was born with innate gods and demons, how can you learn from that?

Are you from that family?

The core competitiveness of people's success is not acquired at all. It has been there since the day they were born.

Those who are worthy of learning are those successful people who come from poor backgrounds and still achieve great things.

From this perspective, Jieyin Zhunti is actually not worth learning.

The origins of these two are the same as that of Nuwa.

It's just that compared to Sanqing Nuwa, their talent is not as good as that of others.

Successful algorithms are not complex.

You can learn it the day after tomorrow.

Fuxi did not agree with Ji Changsheng's "fallacies".

He said quietly: "Have you forgotten that I am also an innate god and demon?"

Ji Changsheng: "...Uncle, a good man does not mention his courage. Forget it, these are not important. What is important is that you will definitely not become a saint through hard work. You can't make that determination even if you take shortcuts. That's what you need to mention. Road, you don’t dare to walk at all.”

Fuxi was heartbroken.

He really didn't dare.

What most people, including most powerful people, see is the daily life of the Second Sage of the West working hard to repay the loan over the years.

In order to repay the loan, Saint Zhunti even lost his face.

It was once reduced to the "shame of the saint".

This is by no means the "sage painting style" imagined by a normal strong man.

Moreover, being Hongjun's puppet is also a challenge to Da Neng's endurance.

Be a free Da Luo, or be a Hongjun puppet saint.

From a factual point of view, most Daluo powerhouses chose the former.

Kneeling is not easy.

Fuxi didn't want to kneel either.

He also seriously reminded Ji Changsheng: "Changsheng, sometimes, when you kneel down, you can't stand up again. In the past few years, Jieyin Zhunti may not have lived as comfortably as ordinary Da Luo strong men. Can they return to heaven? Loan, it’s also a narrow escape, thanks to your help. Moreover, the end of Jieyin Zhunti may not be good.”

Fuxi didn't think Hongjun would accept the Second Sage of the West being so easily out of control.

This time Hongjun released Hongmeng Purple Qi again. In Fuxi's view, it was Hongjun's warning or even a pursuit order to the Second Saint of the West.

Compared to Sanqing and Nuwa, the Second Sage of the West is easier to kill in everyone's eyes.

Therefore, taking into account various factors, Fuxi and most powerful people in Daluo do not want to imitate the Second Saint of the West.

Ji Changsheng smiled: "Uncle, you are the head of the Three Emperors, and you are responsible for the rise and fall of the human race. Of course you can't gamble. I am more of a lone ranger. I have to study when I have the opportunity. Otherwise, with my talent, I will never be able to do anything in my life. That's it. Our ways are different. If I don't advise you, don't advise me. You are responsible for keeping track of the human race, and I am responsible for expanding the upper limits of the human race. Come on, uncle, Shanhe. The world needs you."

Fuxi: "...are you really going to become a saint tomorrow?"

"Of course, Hongjun has already come to your door. I will make some preparations today. After tonight, tomorrow I will promise Hongjun to imitate the two sages of the West, make great aspirations, borrow money from heaven, and enjoy the treatment of a saint in advance."

"Then I have to make more preparations. Huoyundong and Datang must adjust certain strategic directions in time. Before you go to Hongjun tomorrow, come to Huoyundong to find me."

"no problem."