The light settled, and a tree grew on the ground. It took root in the cracks in space, and brought the earth that was about to fall apart together. Its trunk led to the sky, holding up the sky that was about to collapse, and its branches filled the sky.
The cracked sky was gone, and from now on there was a sky with lush green leaves.
This is Jiang Yan’s body, the Fusang Sacred Tree.
Lianwei looked at the heart in her hand. This was the Tao of Space that Jiang Yan had cultivated for ninety thousand years. The Tao of Fue, as soon as she touched it, the Taoist body that had been silent for a long time quickly absorbed the principles and laws in it and grew crazily.
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She is the God of Wealth, You'an, and Jiang Yan, but Jiang Yan is no longer completely her. There are too many causes and effects on Jiang Yan, so Jiang Yan chooses to carry out the struggle and confusion of ninety thousand years to fulfill the ambition of You'an with her death.
, bury all the sins and merits, and return the principles and laws from Lianwei to her in double amounts.
As far as Lianwei is concerned, the clone is the seed she left outside. It took her 90,000 years to overcome her own death calamity, and she also collected the fruits produced from the seeds. With this heart, she can directly prove the calamity of all calamities.
However, her eyes were full of desolation.
The destruction of heaven and earth is a calamity. Jiang Yan is not heaven and earth. She cannot bear the pressure of creation and destruction, nor can she bear the consequences of promoting calamity.
One day, will she face Jiang Yan's situation?
Lianwei looked at the crossing Zhan Changfeng and murmured, I finally know why the quasi-sages have spent thousands of years planning, because they can't stand any unexpected turbulence in this world.
Afraid of losing the path to sainthood, afraid of breaking the lineage, afraid of the catastrophe of annihilation that will destroy all the hard work, and afraid that there will be no way to start over again after destruction.
You can be in awe of the unknown, but you can't be afraid of things that haven't happened. Because you can't calculate things that haven't happened, you will inevitably fall into the cliché of unfounded worries. In the long wind, you can only stand in line and give it a try.
More than 100,000 years ago, it was a battle between gods and demons. Ninety thousand years ago, it was a battle between heaven and demons. Today, it is a battle between emperors and princes. The Holy Land of Liuhe is the driving force. What is your choice? Is it better to stand by and watch indifferently, or should you respond to the Holy Land of Liuhe?
The idea is to follow the rise of one of their optimistic co-leaders, or with me.
He tilted his head slightly to hide his smile, and there was a hint of helplessness between his brows. How about you?
We fight against the king, suppress the Holy Land, and defeat the Nine Rankings. Perhaps when the foundation of the world is completely established, these wars caused by sanctification and power will cease.
Lian Wei was not surprised by her words. She was willing to stay by her side just to bet on whether she could become an unparalleled emperor, break through all barriers, and break every game in the world.
It would be disappointing if she only wanted to separate one party from another.
But you started too late. You encountered the Nine Heavens War at the end of your life. How did you survive the struggle among the princes and emperors, and how did you conquer the Holy Land? In other words, do you know how many years it takes to go from supernatural power to ten thousand tribulations? Promotion
Ten thousand kalpas have nothing to do with the length of time, but those who have ten thousand kalpas all need several lives or more than a dozen lives to experience all dharma before they can achieve the status of quasi-sages.
Do you think you have time to grow, or can you guarantee that you will cultivate to the quasi-sage level without any obstacles?
She suddenly changed her subject and asked the most realistic question. No one can successfully cultivate to become a quasi-sage unless they have laid the groundwork for a long time and everything will come naturally in this life. So, who are you?
Zhan Changfeng smiled. It seems that Jiang Yan's death did not affect you, but made you sharper.
I may have had a past and received help from the relationships left behind, but from the perspective of enlightenment, the past has nothing to do with me. This life is indeed my first life. She said, didn’t we say wait
Do you want to have a frank talk again after the spiritual review? Since all your memories have been restored, it doesn’t matter if I talk about it now.
Wait. Lianwei feels that the growth of his Tao stem has encountered some shackles. He needs to retreat and meditate to refine his Tao. As long as you are the way you are now, it is enough. Everything else is not important. What I asked is actually what I hope you will pay attention to.
I'm not asking you to give me a solution. I'll go to Hedao first. It may take hundreds of years to get out, and I'll leave this world to you.
She finally made a move and felt extremely comfortable. Finally, she gave Zhan Changfeng a look that looked like a solitary figure, and then disappeared into the Fuso Sacred Tree, treating it as a retreat residence. At the same time, the coercion on the Fuso Sacred Tree was
It was several times heavier and no one could get close to it.
Zhan Changfeng:......
Is she floating?
More and more people are gathering towards this sacred tree that supports the sky and the earth. There are even monks carrying weapons. There are troops driving chariots, trying to find out what's going on with it by attacking.
Zhan Changfeng took a step in the air, and the whole world seemed to be trampled under her feet, and no one could move an inch.
This sacred tree maintains heaven and earth. If you don't want to cause disaster, no one can touch it. Zhan Changfeng looked at Yan Changqing, Lei Cheng, Mr. Dong, the ancestors of the Qian family and more than a hundred people who directly or indirectly contributed to this matter.
A high-level and low-level monk, it appeared because of you, and you should take responsibility.
Yan Changqing warned, there is a misunderstanding here, we still don’t know how the accident happened.
To put it simply, the child you forced to death is the god of wealth and the guardian of this world. When she dies, the world will fall, but she does not want to let the common people die, so she turns into this tree and sets the world again. Zhan Changfeng
Without talking nonsense to them, he pulled out their souls with one breath and formed soul chains to tie them together.
Everyone was horrified when they saw it. Yan Changqing and others were all powerful with magical powers, how could they not be able to withstand her move!
This trick of hers is also weird, it can actually manipulate people's souls?!
People in the Cloud Chuan Realm feel like they have seen a myth!
Zhan Changfeng was still thinking about how to use them, but suddenly he felt that the power of faith still remained on the statues of the God of Wealth in each home. He took one on a whim, added some materials, and refined it using the method of refining a puppet, and gave it to it.
A prohibition on the guardian tree was compiled.
Then he sealed Yan Changqing's soul into the puppet, raised his hand and threw it to the ground. When it caught the wind, it grew eight feet long and transformed from mud, stone and hardwood into the appearance of Yan Changqing.
Yan Changqing was so frightened that she couldn't summon weapons with her hands, and had only a meager power of faith to drive her. Even though he could use his magical power from his soul, he couldn't hit her at all. He accidentally hit the sacred tree, and he reacted
Seriously injured.
Zhan Changfeng: Now you are allowed to live in this body to suffer and atone for the mistakes of the world. From now on, your duty is to protect the sacred tree from infringement. If you violate it, you will be punished by the prohibition in the body. Of course, I will not let waste take over.
With this responsibility, you will find that you can use this body to absorb the power of faith.
She added coldly, and could only accept the faith provided by the sacred tree.
This was the most painful thing. He was forced to protect the sacred tree. In order to protect himself, he had to work hard to improve the prestige of the sacred tree in people's hearts so that he could enjoy some power of faith.
Zhan Changfeng followed suit and sealed all the remaining souls into the puppet statue.
After finishing the work, Yan Changqing was treated by Mr. Dong and others as an evil ghost.