As soon as the Taoist said this.
The other people looked at Yang Lin a little unnaturally.
Grass……
Not only have you become a saint, but you are also planning to make your own women become saints as well. Do you want your family to take advantage of all the beautiful things in this world?
The original sage thought that he had visited and inspected for countless years and finally found some disciples with profound knowledge and promising future. He was still very proud of himself on weekdays.
However, compared to Mu Taoist, directly cultivating a saint is almost like a child playing house.
Huge sourness surged in the hearts of several people. If the situation was not wrong, they would have wanted to fight.
If he could really create a double saint, how could anyone else do it?
You know, they are Taoists.
Compared with "brothers" like Sanqing who would argue from time to time and get into trouble, if the relationship between the parents-in-law and the mother-in-law is good, they are of the same mind. They can't fight or scold each other. Once they are enemies, they will attack together. , that’s okay.
Faced with Nuwa's silence, the sharpness in her words, and the subtle hostility of Sanqing, Yang Lin didn't care at all. He looked at Nuwa with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes: "Is it possible that fellow Taoist Nuwa still has difficulties, refining the stone to mend the sky?" The work is not going well, and I can’t say goodbye, but I might as well give it a try.”
"I don't need to spare my fellow Taoists any hard work. I'll start practicing right now. I'll be fine in a while."
Nuwa was shocked.
Okay, take away the merit of erecting the Tianzhu. Now, if you want to take away the merit of patching the sky, it is really possible. Just make him a saint. That's okay.
Feeling anxious, he quickly ignored the consumption of mana and tried his best to refine the five-color stones and create a colorful sky covering thousands of miles.
Naturally, there were no surprises next. The patching of the sky was successful, the heaven and earth were stable, and the calamity energy dissipated.
The overwhelming merit fell, Nuwa only got 50%, Yang Lin got 10%, and kept it in the magic weapon. The other 40% turned into a vast beam of light and went straight to Hedao in the East China Sea. Without thinking, he knew where these merits went.
It is worth mentioning that this trip to Sanqing and Jieyin was in vain and they did not gain a single penny of merit.
I feel uncomfortable in my heart, but I can only hold it in to prevent it from happening.
Because, in the eyes of Tiandao, the methods proposed by the original Taoists, including several other saints, were too bloody and had consequences, and were far inferior to the solutions proposed by Yang Lin. They also wanted to lose face and could not argue.
After all the saints finished their work, they looked at each other and without saying anything else, turned around and left.
As for how they communicated and how they took precautions afterwards, Yang Lin couldn't care less. As soon as he stepped into Hedao, a figure jumped into his arms.
Feeling the moisture on his chest, Yang Lin smiled and said: "This is a good thing. Your merits are not far behind, and they are almost complete. Why are you still crying?"
"Master, I..."
Chang Xi had tears on her face and smiled very brightly, "I'm so happy. If my sister knew about it, she would be so envious that her jaw would drop to the floor."
"That's true."
Since Xihe married Di Jun, his status has improved, but his life has not necessarily been easy.
She is an enlightened lunar star spirit, and she is not that close to the demon clan after all. Strictly speaking, she is not a member of the same clan, and she cannot get involved in some important matters at all.
Yang Lin got the news and heard that this queen is now basically living in seclusion in the harem, having children and not paying much attention to the struggle for hegemony. Whether it is voluntary or forced by the situation, anyway, this life is boring. , compared to the original life on the Lunar Star, it was still slightly worse.
After all, my husband is an ambitious man. He is either busy practicing or conquering all day long...
How can I miss the love between my children...
It is common for people to see each other for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Why would Yang Lin say that Chang Xi had almost accumulated enough merits? Logically speaking, it was impossible. The amount of merits required to become a saint was simply too huge.
There is something to be said for this.
On that day, Nuwa's merits for creating humans were so huge that Yang Lin dug out 10% of them. This time, he took another 50% of the merits for mending the sky. In these two times, he almost collected half of the merits for becoming a saint.
The most amazing thing is that in these years, Chang Xi has supported the human race and led the human race to grow at key points. Even the work of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors has been done by Chang Xi.
Although, for the development of the human race, it is a bit suspected of overthrowing the seedlings, the merits are real. Once you get it, you get it. It has reached the perfection of the quasi-sage stage quietly, and people can't tell what it is not. This is Yang Lin's plan.
Besides, the human race has been protected and thousands of people have died. This cannot be said to be a bad thing.
If you want to be the protagonist of the world, you can't do it without pressure, and you can't do it without danger. However, if the suffering is a little lighter, it is actually more to Yang Lin's liking.
If a person needs both his parents to die and endures all kinds of hardships in his youth before he can achieve great things... If he were asked to do it over again and choose Qing again, I guess he would rather choose a happy childhood with both parents...
Suffering is not necessary, and opportunities are determined by God. Yang Lin feels that it can not only allow Chang Xi to gain merit, but also make these ancestors live a better life. This is actually the best of both worlds.
"Continue to protect the human race. You can let go a little bit this time. Don't pay too much attention to ordinary small crises and small battles. Life and death are also normal."
Yang Lin warned.
The refining of Hongmeng Purple Qi also takes time, and all time and energy cannot be spent on the human race. Besides, the original nanny-like care method is no longer suitable.
If we say that for thousands of years, the human race was just a child, then the current human race, with tens of millions scattered into the wilderness, and masters emerging in endlessly, has already developed the ability to protect itself, and is considered a teenager.
They have the ability to deal with some disasters, fight with ferocious beasts, fight with monsters, fight with witches, and strive for a share of the luck of heaven and earth. This is a path that they must take on their own, an inevitable process of growth, and no one can help them.
"I understand."
Chang Xi's eyes were blurred, and she looked at Yang Lin with a hint of admiration, and responded cautiously.
…
Years pass by, and there is no way to keep track of years.
The next thousand years.
Yang Lin stayed on Crane Island and didn't go anywhere.
After becoming a saint, he spent a long time sorting out what he had learned and directly deduced the martial arts to the quasi-sage stage. He also took a mortal body and practiced from scratch.
Practice until you reach the point where you can become a master of your own, and your luck will be upgraded directly without performing martial arts.
At this point, he can say that this road is the Avenue to Heaven.
Even among the human race, a mediocre person without many qualifications and talents can enter the Tao through martial arts as long as he has enough perseverance and perseverance.
No matter how ordinary your background is, if you persist in making progress, you will have extraordinary opportunities.
This is the answer Yang Lin gave to all races.
He sometimes thought that this might be the greatest significance of his coming to this world.
After passing down the perfected martial arts, he could feel that the human race's luck had greatly increased...
Opening the eyes of the sky, one can already see that the fate of the world is divided into three parts. After the crazy reproduction, the human race, relying on the short time to become talented, has the momentum to share the world's three points with the demon tribe and the witch tribe.
At this time, there were already hundreds of millions of humans, scattered like stars across the vast land.
However, they are still inconspicuous. Their main strategies are still avoidance and hidden development. The main battle for supremacy on the battlefield is still between the two clans of demons and witches.
The Monster Clan grows too slowly, and the Witch Clan is also very capable. Although the Monster Clan has the Star Dou Formation to suppress the clan, and the Witch Clan no longer has the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation, on local battlefields, the Witch Clan still has a powerful force. The physical body, fearless attitude, and numerical superiority overwhelm the demon clan.
They are killing and beheading endlessly, but the demon clan is getting smaller and smaller.
On this day, a white tiger demon was chased by two great witches. Half of its body was broken and its spirit was half disabled. It crawled into the forest with scars...
They panicked and fled to a valley, where they happened to meet a reclusive human race, numbering tens of thousands.
It thought that it was about to die, and became ferocious. It no longer cared about the reputation of Baihe Island in the East China Sea, and was not afraid of the blame from the demon saint Nuwa. It wanted to be a dead ghost before dying. Therefore, it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the valley. Thousands of people swallowed it in one gulp.
The tiger demon discovered that something strange had happened.
Its injuries improved rapidly, its soul was repaired, and its cultivation level actually improved a step further.
