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Chapter 280: The Devil’s Conspiracy and the Immeasurable Catastrophe Is Coming(1/2)

 Suiren was silent for a while, nodded slowly and said.

"Although the human race is now numerous in number, Yujing Mountain can still accommodate them if they are squeezed together."

Beside the Suiren family, the human race quasi-sage Daxiu hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said.

"Ancestor Sui Ren... immeasurable calamities are a catastrophe for all living beings in the three realms. There are so many humans in our race that we cannot take care of them all. It is better to abandon some of the old and weak and preserve the elite strength...

..."

Before the human race's quasi-sage Daxiu could even finish his voice, he was severely scolded by the Suiren clan.

"Abandon some people? Who do you want to abandon?"

"Our race survived such difficult circumstances at the end of the Lich Tribulation. Now we are the largest clan in the three realms, and we actually want to abandon our own people. How can we, the human race, be so embarrassed?"

Regarding how to treat the human race, Suiren was rarely angry. He looked at Xuanyuan.

"Give me an order to have all human capitals, human tribes, and human monks rush to Yujing Mountain within a hundred years. If there is really no room for them, I, an old man like me, will evacuate myself and I will have to accommodate them all."

Xuanyuan nodded quickly, "Yes, ancestor."

"Ancestor... I was wrong. I did this for the good of the human race..."

Next to Suiren, the quasi-sage monk wanted to say a few more words.

But Suiren couldn't listen anymore. He stared coldly at the quasi-holy monk who had just spoken.

"The human race trains you so that you can serve the tribe at the most critical moment, not to abandon the tribe to avoid disaster for yourself."

"This is the last time. If I hear similar remarks again in the future, you will no longer have to stay in Yujing Mountain."

As soon as these words came out, the human race's quasi-holy monk's expression suddenly changed, he bowed his head and said tremblingly.

"Forgive me, my ancestors. I will never dare to do it again."

Expelling the human race from their ancestral land is a very serious crime.

Only human sinners will be expelled from the ancestral land of the human race.

Once you are expelled from the ancestral land of the human race, it means that you have no relationship with the human race.

Since the end of the Lich Tribulation, the human race has been revitalized and has recovered until now.

The fate of every human monk who was expelled from Yujing Mountain was miserable.

Soon, on Yujing Mountain, the light of the Holy Path enveloped the mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles.

The Dharma of the Xuanyuan Sage stands between heaven and earth, unprecedentedly huge.

He put one hand behind his back and held the Kongtong Seal, the most precious human treasure, with the other hand, and spoke slowly.

"Immeasurable calamities are coming, and the Age of Ending Dharma is coming. All our human monks, regardless of their level of cultivation, can come to Yujing Mountain to avoid disaster. Within a hundred years, the gate of Yujing Mountain will be opened..."

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"The mortal tribes of the human race don't have to worry. The ancestral land of the human race will send strong men to lead the tribesmen to Yujing Mountain..."

"Thank you, saint..." As Xuanyuan's voice fell, tears filled the faces of countless human beings in the Three Realms, and their hearts were extremely moved.

Even in the Age of Ending Dharma, the human race has never given up on any of its people.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, above the heavenly clouds, Yuanshi glanced at the entire Kunlun Mountain with cold eyes and cold face.

Maybe it’s because the great catastrophe is approaching, or maybe it’s because Kunlun Mountain is sparsely populated.

At this time, the huge Kunlun Mountains no longer have the excitement and beauty of the time when the Sanqing Mountains were founded to recruit disciples.

Like a dying old man, full of an air of twilight.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of Yuxu Palace, and Yuan Shi's expression changed, "Come in."

"Squeak."

The gate of Yuxu Palace slowly opened to both sides under the push of Guangchengzi.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

"You're here."

Yuan Shi nodded slightly, and then said, "Have all the disciples of Yuqing been summoned back to Kunlun Mountain?"

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun back then, those who were on the list and those who surrendered to the enemy are still practicing on Kunlun Mountain. Only a few of them are Guangchengzi, Master Yuding and Master Taiyi.

Including the disciples recruited by the three of them, there are only a few dozen people in total.

Guangchengzi handed over his hand and said, "Master, all my disciples outside Kunlun have been summoned back to Kunlun Mountain."

"That's good, let's close the mountain gate immediately and let them practice well."

"Yes, Master."

Guangchengzi slowly retreated.

One of the three realms, the Netherworld, the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

In the Pingxin Hall, Chen Xuanji sat opposite the Pingxin Empress.

"When the great calamity comes, the three realms will be greatly affected, and the six realms of reincarnation will also have to be temporarily closed for a period of time."

Chen Xuanji’s words are concise and concise.

Opposite me, Ping Xin is wearing a light yellow dress.

The facial features are still exquisite, the appearance is peerless, and the beauty is beyond compare, but there is a hint of sadness between the eyebrows.

"After the six paths of reincarnation are closed, where should the true spirits who come to reincarnate go?"

"There is no way to have the best of both worlds. When the Dharma Ending Age comes and everything is settled, even if they want to be reincarnated, they will not be able to reach the underworld under the influence of immeasurable calamity."

A hint of gloom flashed across Pingxin's face, and he said immediately.

"By the way, have the descendants of the Wu clan living in the earthly immortal world been properly placed?"

Chen Xuanji nodded, "Don't worry about this. I have already set up a large formation near Jin'ao Island and have them settled. As long as Jin'ao Island is safe, they will definitely not be in any danger."

"Furthermore, Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​Feng Bo, Yu Shi, etc. of the Wu clan are all quasi-sage majors, which is enough to protect them."

"That's good."

Ping Xin nodded gently.

The two communicated for a while, and the space shattered silently.

Chen Xuanji turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the netherworld.

He sighed calmly, and with a thought, the supreme innate Tao body increased ten thousand times, and stood tall in the sky and earth in an instant.

An indescribable aura of majesty swept across the entire Netherworld.

"The great calamity is coming. From today on, our Nether World will close the six paths of reincarnation. All people in our Nether World must rush back to the Nether World within a hundred years without any mistakes."

As the voice fell, Ping Xin's figure slowly disappeared above the Netherworld.

Years fly by, time flies by, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years pass!

The monks from the Three Realms were all moved to places arranged in advance.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth collapsed even more severely.

Above the Three Realms, large areas of calamity energy have appeared, covering the sky and the sun, and are extremely thick.

This calamity aura is extraordinary, it is an immeasurable calamity aura. Under the aura of calamity, saints and Hunyuan will also fall into calamity.

At this time, the situation in the Three Realms has begun to become tense and serious.

An indescribable pressure weighed on everyone's hearts.

At this time, there are countless monks who cannot bear the pressure.

They began to massacre in the three realms. Although they were finally suppressed by the Saint Dao, it made people even more restless.

Shouyang Mountain, in front of the Bajing Palace, all the saints gathered here again.

Taiqing's face was solemn and he said slowly, "It is less than two thousand years before the arrival of immeasurable calamity. Within these two thousand years, no major events will occur in the Three Realms."

"Everyone, you must each take good care of your subordinates."

"I'll understand later."

All the saints nodded unanimously.

Then, after Taiqing explained some other things, the conference finally ended.

All the saints said goodbye one by one, but Chen Xuanji took a step forward, stopped Nuwa, and said softly.

"Uncle Nuwa, the catastrophe is approaching. Come with me to set up the purification device."

"Okay, no problem."

Nuwa nodded slightly,

Chen Xuanji and Nuwa flew all the way away from the Three Realms, arrived at Chaos, and then came to the Chaos Traction Formation and the center point of the Three Realms.

Here, there are countless layers of formation patterns, exuding infinite mystery, outlining each other, condensing, and mysterious.
To be continued...
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