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 90,000 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. .
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 You'an's ambition with 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, and she also collected the fruits produced from the seeds. With this "heart", she can directly prove She was in a state of eternal calamity, but 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 understand why the quasi-sages spend thousands of years planning, because they can't stand any unexpected turmoil 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 the 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 predict the future, you will inevitably fall into the trap of unfounded worries." Zhan Changfeng said, "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's a battle between emperors and princes. The Holy Land of Liuhe is the promoter. What is your choice? Is it better to stand by and watch indifferently, or should you respond to Liuhe?" The intention of the Holy Land is to follow the rise of one of their optimistic co-owners, or with me."
Lian slightly tilted his head and hid his smile, with a hint of helplessness between his brows, "What about you?"
"Confront me 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 stop."
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? The promotion to Ten Thousand Tribulations has nothing to do with the length of time, but those who are Ten Thousand Tribulations have spent several or more than a dozen lives experiencing 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 a quasi-sage 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, "We are not Did you say that we can talk frankly again after the spiritual review? Since all your memories have been restored, it doesn’t matter if I talk about it now."
"Wait a minute." Lianwei felt that his growth of Dao stems had encountered some shackles, and he needed to retreat and meditate to refine his own Dao. "As long as you are who you are now, that's enough. Nothing else matters. What I'm asking is actually that I hope you can Note that I am not asking you to give me a solution. I will go to Hedao first. It may take hundreds of years to get out of seclusion, and this world will be left to you."
She finally gave up her hands to the shopkeeper, feeling 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.
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 the heaven and the 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 ancestor of the Qian family and other people who directly or indirectly contributed to this matter. More than a hundred high-level and low-level monks, "It happened 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 in this world 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." Zhan. Changfeng didn't talk nonsense to them, and with one breath, he pulled out their souls 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, can she 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 God of Wealth statues in each home. He took one on a whim, added some materials, refined it using the method of refining a puppet, and gave it to 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. It grew eight feet in length when it saw the wind, 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 suffer in this body 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 ban in the body. Of course, I will not let the waste Take this responsibility and you will find that you can use this body to absorb the power of faith."
She added coldly, "And we can only accept the faith provided by the sacred tree."
This was the most painful thing. He was forced to take the responsibility of protecting 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, Mr. Dong and others regarded her as an evil ghost.
