Chapter 991 I want to be human
Chapter 991: I want to be a human being
The Taoist of Chicheng smashed 70% of the ban on the thirty-three heavenly immortals with a whip, and the thirty-three heavenly days suddenly became silent. Not to mention the six heavenly emperors who were stunned and countless star kings, heavenly officials, spirit officials, immortal kings, heavenly kings, heavenly kings and other senior officials of the heavenly court, not to mention the long-browed Taoist with a face full of chaotic aura, but to say that the demon gods in the outer world were also staring blankly at the Thirty-three heavens that turned into the thoroughfare.
It was originally so difficult to attack these thirty-three days. Originally, the South Heaven Gate blocked the Demon Gods of the Outlands for a long time, not to mention that the first level of the ban on the Tiangao Mountain behind was more powerful. Various kinds of scattered soul-scattered immortal lights, soul-destroying immortal lights, extinction magnetic lights and other vicious things emerged one after another. Even those Demon Gods of the Outlands with cultivation reaching the realm of the Breaking Dao would be stripped down several layers of skin when they encountered these powerful immortal magic bans.
Only the Taihuang Huang Zengtian, although the immortals were killed and blood flowed into a river, the terrifying immortal ban also killed almost three times the number of foreign demons who died in battle. The home battle had an absolute advantage, not to mention that the home game was called Thirty-Three Days.
However, after the whip of the Taoist Chicheng City, the God-killing Whip and the God-Feng List, it was also the nine Taoist ancestors who joined forces to refine it with a Hongmeng treasure. This God-killing Whip can be compared with the Battle of God-Feng during the War of Shang and Zhou on the Red Dust World. The legendary God-killing Whip used by Jiang Ziya. This serious God-killing Whip took several tribulations of hard work from nine Taoist ancestors to refine it. Its lethal power is extremely powerful. No matter whether it is a sacred immortal, demon, mortal, human, demon, ghost, just whip it lightly.
The extraordinary treasures refined by the nine great Dao ancestors, plus the cultivation level of the Taoist people in the Chicheng City, the 33-day ban was arranged by the Great Heavenly Emperors of all dynasties, and among the thousands of Rentian emperors, there are only a handful of people who can achieve the cultivation level of the Taoist. Therefore, after this whip, the thirty-three days were almost broken by the Taoist people in the Chicheng City.
The immortal looked yellow in his face and looked at the countless foreign demons below.
The demons from the outside world looked at the countless immortals in the thirty-three heavens.
There was a sudden loud bang, and thousands of people were forced to compress their bodies to the smallest foreign demons, laughing wildly and expanding their bodies to a thousand miles high. They took a step forward, quickly rushed past Taihuang Huang Zengtian, leading countless foreign demons to charge towards the higher heaven. All the aides of the Heavenly Court who dared to intercept along the way were shattered on the spot by these demons with one blow. Whether it was the celestial immortal, the golden immortal, or the powerful Taiyi, they were like tofu in front of the leaders of all tribes of these foreign demons.
There are absolutely no more than a hundred Taiyi masters in the entire Heavenly Court. Faced with thousands of foreign demon leaders who often break through the Dao Realm and Mingdao Realm, the Heavenly Court lost the thirty-three days of immortal magic restriction and had almost no power to fight.
In just one cup of tea, the twenty-sixth floor was broken through thirty-three days. From Taihuang Huang Zengtian to Yuantongyuan Cave Heaven, the twenty-sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, which was originally surrounded by the auspicious clouds and auspicious air, was quickly occupied by the black foreign demon gods, as if a pool of clear water was constantly tapping ink. These surfaces were very large, and each layer was equivalent to the area of 3,600 large states in Dayu. The number of demon gods inside and outside the heavenly realm in the heavenly realm of 3,600 large states in Dayu is increasing. The harsh and unpleasant roars shocked people's eardrums.
"Chengcheng!" The roar of the Changmei Taoist shook for thirty-three days.
Feng Qingyun smiled slightly, holding the divine whip in his hands, he bowed deeply in the direction of Daoyuan Palace: "Master, if you say that the disciple has whipped wrongly, do you believe it?"
At this time, the Akacheng Taoist, who had always been steady and kind, was actually in the mood to say silly words, and his voice was filled with an indescribable vitality and enthusiasm. This strange thing made everyone who heard the Akacheng Taoist's words move in their hearts, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of their feet. Not to mention people like the Six Heavenly Emperors, even the Nine Dao Ancestors had their bodies stiffened, as if something that made them extremely frightened was happening.
A large piece of fairy light shone down from Daluotian and quickly repaired the thirty-three-day immortal ban. The Nine Dao Ancestors finally took action personally, but more than 90% of their souls were trapped by the Gods List. Now the power of various immortal bans is really limited, and it can only block the attacks of the demon gods from the outer realm below the Taiyi realm. Those demon leaders with extremely strong cultivation can still struggle to enter the ban. All the immortals seen in their vision of killing desperately with lightning and flames, greedily devouring everything they had.
But after all, the List of Gods is so close that the killed immortals were swallowed up, and their immortal souls were still sucked into the List of Gods.
But this result is not what the Nine Dao Ancestors want to see. They are preparing to absorb the souls of human heroes who died on Pangu Continent or the spirits of mountain spirits and water monsters to be conferred the gods, and now they have absorbed the immortal souls of countless immortals who have become ministers in the Heavenly Court. What is it like to absorb the immortal souls of countless immortals who have become ministers in the Heavenly Court?
Originally, immortals had hope of moving forward, but once they were named Star Lord, their body would be confined by the star power of the stars, and it would be difficult for Taoist cultivation to improve in the future. What a cruel thing this is for an immortal? How could they be willing to be named Star Lord?
The Investiture of Gods only absorbs a true spirit in their immortal souls. More than 90% of the power of the immortal soul has dissipated. Even if they possess a body and take over the body, they have to practice again for many years before they can re-cultivate the Taoist magic power. And where can I find so many physical bodies with excellent qualifications for them to seize the body? If they are reincarnation, God knows what they will become after reincarnation?
Don’t forget that Buddhism is now ready to move, Jingchao is still entangled with Lingchao in Pangu Continent. I don’t know how many secrets the Buddhist has set up in the six realms of reincarnation. I am afraid that more than 90% of the immortals in the Heavenly Court will enter the animal realm.
After considering all the possibilities, the Nine Dao Ancestor was shocked to find that the whip of the Taoist people in Chicheng really gave them a huge and almost unsolvable problem. The twenty-sixth heavens were almost collapsed, and so many immortals and officials had lost so many deaths. They were all the essence of Taoism that had been spent countless thoughts and countless time since the ascension of the Great Heavenly Emperor. This whip basically brought the Heavenly Court back to the miserable situation at the end of the last remnant disaster in the world, and the losses were too heavy.
The immortal lights continued to sprinkle, quickly repairing the thirty-three-day ban on immortal magic.
A spiritual light fell down on the head and enveloped the Taoist Chicheng. The Taoist Chicheng did not resist at all and let the light suck him back to the Daoyuan Palace. In front of the nine Taoist ancestors, the Taoist Chicheng respectfully returned the divine whip to the Taoist Changmei, and respectfully bowed to the Taoist Changmei: "The Taoist ancestor, the fruit of today is the cause of the past. Guchen has many disobedient things today, and I hope the Taoist ancestor will forgive him."
The Taoist Changmei took a deep breath, not calling him his master, but calling him his Taoist ancestor. What crazy did the Taoist Chicheng go? He looked at the Taoist Chicheng tremble all over. This was his hard-working cultivation and protection over countless disasters, allowing him to avoid countless disasters of heaven and earth, and step by step to today. The Supreme Being Forgetful, but who can be really ruthless?
Looking at the Taoist of Chicheng, the Taoist of Changmei felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had torn a bloody hole on it.
He laughed dryly, and the long-browed Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Chichen...you...guchen? Hey, Guchen, do you call yourself Guchen?"
Looking up at the sky, the long-browed Taoist, who had long been abandoned by him, finally found the impression of this name.
The Taoist Chicheng straightened up and nodded slowly. With a relaxed smile of relief, the Taoist Chicheng sighed: "Yes, does Taoist Zu still remember Gu Chen, the fisherman on the Chushui River? The Taoist Zu said that Gu Chen had a fairy fate, and despite Gu Chen's wishes, he forced Gu Chen to be his disciple."
The long-browed Taoist's face turned pale, and he looked at the Taoist Chicheng tremblingly: "The fisherman Gu Chen... You are already an immortal, why do you still remember what happened at that time? The fisherman Gu Chen, hehe, how will he treat you for so many years? You, the fisherman Gu Chen, okay, okay, okay!"
The Taoist of Chicheng looked at the Taoist of Changmei and sighed: "The immortal is free and immortal, but Gu Chen does not want to be an immortal, but only a human being."
Sighing softly, the Taoist of Chicheng said intoxicatedly: "Master, junior brothers, you are immersed in the boundless heavenly way day and night, and are the supreme and forgetfulness. You sit and meditate all day in the Daoyuan Palace or the immortal mountain outside the sky all day, just to improve your Taoism, improve your magic power, improve your soul, and improve everything that can be improved. Such a hard pursuit is endless, without a father or mother, without a wife or a son, and you are above and regard all living beings as ants."
With emotion, the Taoist of Chicheng raised his head and looked at the ceiling. He whispered: "And I, I still remember my wife, my son, my dog, my boat on Chushui River. I woke up in the morning and caught a fat fish, drew a pot of clear water, and stewed a pot of fish soup. I watched the morning mist dissipate, and the morning glow was everywhere. My wife and children were playing and the yellow dogs were roaring. How happy it was?"
The Nine Daozu's face was gloomy, looking at the Taoist Chicheng as if he was a ghost. The words of the Taoist Chicheng completely overturned some of their things and aroused some of the deepest fears in their hearts.
Looking around, looking at the Nine Dao Ancestors, then looking at the dozens of first-class disciples of Nine Dao Ancestors serving in the Daoyuan Palace, more than 200 true disciples, and nearly a thousand personal disciples who came to hear the news, the Taoist Taoist in Chicheng chuckled and said, "We regard sentient beings as ants. Yes, the ants have a short lifespan. We have been in seclusion and sitting for three or five generations. We are arrogant and have a random attack on thousands of cities and ponds to make powder. Our disciples are countless, not to mention others, second junior brother, there are nearly a hundred ancestors who have established sects under your sect, and countless disciples, right?"
A black-bearded Taoist nodded silently, and his expression was also very strange when he looked at the Taoist Achicheng.
The Taoist of Chicheng nodded and said, "Yes, there are countless disciples, and we even have disciples who have broken the Tao. Taiyi Jinxian is all disciples, and the Jinxian is the gray grandson. With a command, the nine heavens will shake, and the outer heaven realm and even the Pangu continent will be shaken endlessly because of the thunder fire of us."
With a bitter smile, the Taoist of Chicheng shook his head and said, "He is high above, and all living beings are ants. But the nine Taoist ancestors will not mention it. Do you still remember the pain and sorrow of your ants when you are ants? The flowers in spring, the green grass in summer, the golden wind in autumn, the white snow in winter, all kinds of tastes? Do you still remember your parents when you are human beings, but do you still remember your relatives when you are human beings, or do you still remember your confidants when you are human beings?"
The long-browed Taoist interrupted the Akagi Taoist: "What the hell do you want to do?"
The Taoist of Chicheng looked at the Taoist of Changmei and sighed: "I don't want to be an immortal, I want to be a human being!"
After a long silence, the long-browed Taoist gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "How many 'people' like you are in my Taoist sect?"
The Taoist of Chicheng smiled slightly and said softly: "This, I have to ask the Holy Mother Nuwa!"
In the Daoyuan Palace, there was a dead silence, and the Nine Dao Ancestors' expressions turned dead.
Chapter completed!