C9 The Path of the Human Race the Six Paths of the Afterworld

However, after the opening of the heavens, there was a spiritual root in the primordial world that gave birth to three gourds. When the first gourds matured, golden light shot out in all directions.

The second mature moment was obtained by the red cloud.

Xuan Tian laughed heartily. This red cloud was originally an unremarkable person who listened to the dao under the Hongjun Sect, but after calculating it during the time of the Hongjun Sage, it turned out that the red cloud was only a red cloud disciple's first saint …

In order to not be too high, he was proud to have obtained the sacred throne. He did not know that a great disaster had already befallen him.

Little did he know that there were two oddities between him and Sheng Tian. 'Even you, Hong Jun, with the Heavenly Dao can't fully calculate it.' Although Hong Yun didn't manage to obtain the saint's fortune, he should still be the first person under the Saint level.

In the future, our sect's saints cannot act rashly. However, this red cloud can be the ancestor of all immortals, the unformed Celestial Realm.

Xuan Tian was paying attention to the humankind created by Nuwa. Tens of thousands of humankind had been abandoned by the Divine Empress Nuwa in the prehistoric era, and soon, only ten thousand were left. Among the tens of thousands of humankind, only a few were healthy and healthy …

Xuan Tian shook his head. This Nuwa was too selfish and selfish. She only created humans to become saints for herself. She really wasn't worthy of being the 'Holy Mother' of mankind.

Xuan Tian couldn't bear it. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the air above the human race as he sighed, "Have you all regretted ever coming to this world?"

Everyone raised their heads to look at the Daoist man standing on the auspicious cloud in the sky. "Greetings, Supreme Celestial. We were all created by the Holy Mother. We only felt gratitude and didn't dare to say anything."

There were only over ten thousand people and their numbers were still high. If the human race did not rest well during these ten thousand years, it would always be after the Lich War ten thousand years later, the human race would still be the same …

There was no safe haven.

Thinking up to here, Xuan Tian laughed. "You know how to be grateful. After experiencing so many brothers and sisters, you have no regrets. The Heavenly Dao must exalt the human race." With a wave of his sleeve, sparkling droplets of dew appeared in his mind …

The sun shone down on the humans, and as soon as it touched them, the pain in their bodies vanished.

"Thank you, Supreme Celestial, for your mercy."

The Mysterious Heaven Method: "You don't need to thank me. Humans have a great opportunity. When it comes down to it, you can travel westward and see a mountain called the Myriad Lives Mountain. This mountain extends for millions of miles and can temporarily be found.

If you need anything, you can ask the mountain master. "

"Thank you, Supreme Celestial."

A few years after Long Tian had arrived, the number of people who had listened to the dao lessened. Ten years later, Daolord Zhenyuan no longer lectured on the Great Chaos Way. On this day, he sat beneath the ginseng fruit tree and smiled.

"In this way, I'll take a walk."

Although this human was not a Xiantian, he was abnormally tenacious and unyielding. Over ten thousand people weaved through the Lich Battlefield day and night until they finally arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Life Mountain that Xuan Tian had mentioned.

The mountain was in front of him, and he had no idea how big it was. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain and saw the immortal clouds shrouding the entire mountain and waves of spiritual energy dispersing outwards, he could not help but take a few deep breaths.

"Big brother, we've finally arrived." A skinny young man said to the person beside him.

"However, I wonder if this is the Ten Thousand Lives Mountain that Supreme Celestial mentioned? If it wasn't …" The youth in the lead was a little hesitant.

"Why have you come?" A voice that was as light as a cloud floated over. It was a golden-edged Daoist. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand, and a heavenly bone golden light shot out from his body into the air.

The youth in the lead said, "We have been instructed by an immortal to come here and find a place to settle down."

The Daoist man smiled and nodded. With a wave of his sleeve, the tens of thousands of people felt like they had moved on in the blink of an eye.

After nine thousand and eight hundred years had passed, Daolord Zhenyuan let out a long sigh. He looked at the remaining seventeen people of the two races in front of him. Two of his own disciples, including Long Tian, numbered seventeen.

Avoid.

For thousands of years, the two of them had been able to become saints from the Three Pure Ones Sect to the Western Sect. At this point, there was still one more sage spot left under the Hong Jun Sect.

You might as well go watch for a bit. "

"Yes, disciple." After nearly ten thousand years, the Dragon Dao had matured quite a bit. The immaturity from before had disappeared as well. His cultivation had risen by leaps and bounds, and he was now at the initial stages of the Great Firmament Golden Immortal Stage.

"It's too late, I'll send you over." After saying that, he waved his sleeve. Long Tianfei didn't even have time to react before he arrived at a foreign place. He took a look at himself.

Not far in front of him, Xuan Tian and the soil behind him were standing up as they hurried over.

"Disciple Long Tian greets the ancestor, the ancestor's birthday, teacher's longevity." Long Tian bowed respectfully to the two of them.

Xuan Tian chuckled as he nodded at Long Tian, indicating for him to step forward. The back looked at the dense evil aura of the blood sea, lingering around. The surging blood sea gave off a deathly aura, causing the soul that floated over to dissipate.

After a while, it was dissolved by the blood mist of the blood sea. How could the benevolence of Pan Gu continue to exist? With tears in his eyes, he turned to Xuan Tian, "Teacher …"

"The Great Dao is formless, the Heavenly Dao is vast, and not melting of the ghost can hinder the Heavenly Dao. However, dissolving the soul in the sea of blood is detrimental to the fate of the world, and those who die in the battle of the Lich Clan have no chance of being reborn, and their blood is the sea of blood."

After absorbing their souls and karmic power, the karmic power should be more than enough to fight against Nuwa's karmic virtue. "

He seemed to have understood something as he turned around and stopped talking. Long Tian blankly stared at his teacher who was standing there without moving an inch.

"Teacher and disciple, understood."

Xuan Tian nodded. "Then go and do it."

"Life and death reincarnation cycle, six paths of reincarnation, the earth is willing to turn into six paths to obtain a sliver of life for all under the heavens."

The heavens shouted, "Fearless and fearless, go." When the Heavenly Dao heard the promise of the Earth, it sent down a huge golden light. Seeing this, Xuan Tian pointed out his finger and the Fire Gold of the Twelfth Tier on his body …

Lotus and Spring and Autumn's Reincarnation Brush flew out in the blink of an eye.

"If you are willing to use your body to form six Daos, to obtain a sliver of life for others, why don't you seek a sliver of life for yourself? The Six Paths of Samsara is of unlimited merit, becoming a saint in the future. " Xuan Tian's last sentence resounded through the entire area

In the prehistoric era, the power of becoming a saint had spread to every nook and cranny of the prehistoric era, including the blood ocean.

Nuwa, who had been seated at the side of the Nuwa Palace, was stunned. Who was it? Who exactly was helping the Witch clan? Over the past ten thousand years, the battle that happened back when the Twelve Ancestral Magi disappeared for so many years had suddenly taken shape …

"Sage, what is going on?"

No matter what, the powers of Saint Nuwa had never been calculated. The Demonic Palace on the Zhou Mountains and the Magi Palace on the Zhou Mountains were completely different.

"Big Bro, that Black Heavenly Dao Sovereign is truly powerful. He said that Little Sis Earth could become a saint, and now that's true. I think we can defeat the Monster race in this battle."

Di Jiang shook his head upon hearing Gong Gong's words. After all, the demon race had saints as well. Not to mention, he still remembered the words of the Black Heavenly Dao Sovereign.

Nobody knows.

"Thank you, teacher." After that, he turned around and bowed to Xuan Tian, then he smiled and said, "So, that is where your witch clan's sliver of hope lies. There is no eternal protagonist in this world, even if the two Lich Clans are going to appear this time …"

When the tribulation ends, the human race will be in great joy. However, as long as there is a sliver of hope, there will naturally be a turning point in the tribulation. "

"Teacher is merciful. Disciple will remember this." "Disciple will arrange for the six paths of reincarnation for the Witch clan first."

Xuan Tian nodded. He didn't know that despite having six cycles of reincarnation, the factors that caused the Lich War to erupt were not all present. Going to the end would only leave behind a tiny trace of the bloodline. Like Long Tian waving his hand, the two of them disappeared into the sea of blood.

Not long after the two of them disappeared, a person emerged from the sea of blood. He looked around fearfully, only to discover that his surroundings seemed to have changed. The sea of blood seemed to be struggling to absorb souls …

The drain was, or to be more accurate, another type of energy, causing him to be even more surprised.