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Yang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bodhi staff appeared in his hand, and he hit the sky lightly.

boom……

The colorful radiance spread across thousands of miles, broke through the void, pierced through the chaos, shattered the heaven and earth chessboard composed of Hetu Luoshu, and hit Fuxi's head with one stick.

flutter……

Like a sledgehammer hitting a watermelon.

As far as the naked eye can see, Fuxi's huge body with a human head and a snake body exploded into a blood mist in the air, and his primordial spirit was shattered, leaving only a little illusory light and shadow.

When everyone watched silently and sighed silently, suddenly, in that group of light and shadow, magnificent mountains and rivers appeared, an infinite world, with mountains and waters, grass and trees, kingdoms and creatures, a piece of tranquility and vitality.

Of course, in that world, there is still a thick golden light of merit, like the warm sun in winter, shining on everything, protecting Fuxi's true spirit and remnant soul, and at the same time, gathering Hetu Luoshu.

A goddess with the head of a man and the body of a snake floated out, her clothes fluttering in the wind, she raised her head and looked at Yang Lin: "Friend Mu, if you act like this and kill them all, it is not in the style of a saint. If the six sages of heaven and earth act like you , how can the prehistoric world be peaceful?"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa became more courageous. When I became a saint that day, I thought it was too light to strike. Fellow Daoist only took a mere few hundred years to heal his injuries and improve to the next level. It's me No more."

Yang Lin smiled instead of anger.

She didn't pay too much attention to Nuwa's move to save Fuxi's remnant soul and snatch Hetu Luoshu.

Because, he knew that in the depths of Fuxi's soul, the sage Nuwa had already buried his dark hands...

This is also of course.

No matter how Nuwa expresses her position, no matter how she puts on a posture of cultivating Taoism wholeheartedly, regardless of the prehistoric spring and autumn.

But in fact, there are some things that can deceive sentient beings, but cannot deceive oneself.

In essence, she was born in the demon clan.

For countless years, he and the Yaozu have shared weal and woe, have long been connected by fate, and shared weal and woe.

The most ambiguous thing involved, of course, is not the benefits and luck, but the feeling of fellow-clan.

Perhaps, she can ignore this kind of kinship, but she can't let go of the brother-sister relationship with Fuxi for hundreds of millions of years.

Therefore, no matter what Fuxi thought in his heart, since she was sanctified, of course she would lay down a dark hand to protect this elder brother.

When he suffers a catastrophe, he can have a chance to start over.

Just like the original track.

Fuxi and the Yaozu were destroyed together, but under the arrangement of Nuwa, he came back to another life well, and finally, he was reincarnated as a human being, becoming one of the three emperors of the human race, enjoying boundless luck and virtue.

As a demon clan, he couldn't become a saint, but finally achieved half-sacred achievements, which can be described as a big winner of demon life.

From this point of view, having a powerful younger sister is a blessing for eight lifetimes.

Of course it's different now, with the destructive power of Yang Lin's actions, Fuxi's life's merits and luck have been scattered, leaving only some real souls, what can he do?

After countless tens of thousands of years of self-cultivation, he might be able to retain a bit of vitality and be reborn like Hongyun, but don't think about the Emperor's life.

Of course, this is the only way to keep this lifeline if Yang Lin doesn't continue to pursue.

Hearing Yang Lin's words, Nuwa was reluctant to let go, and a faint smile appeared on her face, "Perhaps, I am not a match for fellow Taoists, but there is not much difference between the six sages in the world, so you are the winner." I'm ahead, so what if I face the Second Saint?"

In the soft voice, everyone could hear that Nuwa's tone was out of tune at this time, and there was even a hint of teasing, with a strange confidence.

In mid-air, the golden light brightened...

Before Nuwa's voice fell, the space was torn apart, and a golden Taoist with a height of several thousand meters appeared on the spot, with a thin body and a miserable complexion.

There is no hair on the top of this Taoist's head, except for the cover of his robe, everything emits a thick golden light. He sits cross-legged on top of a twelve-grade golden lotus, and the infinite radiance shines in all directions. Go to the golden light.

"Bliss!"

"Pure land lotus flower, Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, Purdue all spirits, no birth and no death..."

The melodious sounds of the sky are faintly present, at first they are misty, then they become grand and solemn, and finally they resound through the heaven and earth.

"Mu Tianzun, as a saint, you act perversely and act recklessly. Such actions will damage the face of our saints. Even if the Taoist ancestor is in front of you, you will be punished immediately..."

There is neither sadness nor joy in Jieyin Taoist's eyes. Only Yang Lin, who is also a saint, can truly feel the anger and malice that cannot be hidden in the heart of this Western saint who has been suffering for many years.

Many years have passed since Zhunti's death, yet it seems like it happened only yesterday.

Although the Jieyin saint is very strong-minded and forbearing, he must not let it go, forget about the enmity of Zhunti's death, and if he can find a chance to save Yang Lin's face, he must not let it go.

"Stop talking nonsense, the two fellow daoists came prepared, no wonder..."

Yang Lin shook his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his brows and sky eyes were like blazing golden light: "You frogs in the well don't know how high the sky is. You must understand that saints are different from saints. Let's do it!"

As he spoke, a mysterious light flashed around him, and three figures appeared at the same time, all exuding a majestic coercion that would cause the world to collapse and the world to shatter.

Saints are good corpses, saints are evil corpses, saints are obsessed with self corpses.

Qi Qi appeared.

More than people, just right, I hit you two out of four, two more than you.

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Chapter 759 Illusory or Reality

Beheading the three corpses to become holy, this is the Taoism that Hong Jun focused on when he first preached.

According to Yang Lin's estimate, it was also the powerful method that this Taoist ancestor had already started to major in when the three thousand demon gods entered the prehistoric times.

Pan Gu opened up the world and underestimated himself.

The world has been successfully opened up, and he has indeed reached the stage of the creation god, but his own power is beyond the control of the primordial spirit, so that the primordial spirit is torn apart, one is divided into three, and the true spirit is wiped out.

After countless years of infiltration of vitality, she reopened her spiritual wisdom and turned into a sanqing.

At the same time, the body collapsed, blood splashed everywhere...

The bones, tendons, muscles and hairs are turned into mountains, forests and plains, and the blood is turned into rivers and oceans. The remaining essence of blood is condensed to open the sky and turn into twelve ancestral witches. It has extraordinary growth from the beginning.

Putting aside Pangu’s tragic ending, everything was made into wedding clothes for others, which was both success and failure.

Yang Lin couldn't guess whether this Great God Pan Gu had no brains or was careless for a while, and he ended up like this.

However, the three thousand demon gods at the beginning of the sky are definitely the ones with the best chance to grab the fruits of victory.

Daoist Hongjun was able to have the last laugh among the three thousand demon gods, get the sweetest fruit, grab the Good Fortune Jade, and kill all the powerful contemporaries. Of course, there is something extraordinary about him.

The great reputation is played out.

Why is he so good at fighting?

Where is the reason?

Yang Lin reckoned that it was due to the killing of the three corpses.

Before becoming a saint, it is estimated that the ancestor Hongjun could initially cut out the clone, which is much stronger than the current Nuwa and Jieying.

In this technique, one can create several incarnations at will through practice.

Even if there is no three corpses in one, the saint avatar after sanctification is so powerful, it is not much worse.

On this point, Lao Tzu's one-qi transforms the three clean-ups, which is probably how it came about.

Therefore, Lao Tzu did not combine the three corpses into one, and did not go through the last step of the three corpses becoming enlightened. He is still the most powerful saint among the three cleansers, and he is also the number one master among the original six saints that no one can challenge.

With this ability of transforming into three cleans in one breath, four of them can beat one of them, whoever fights with him will definitely have a headache.

But now, after Yang Lin's three corpses were united into one, after being sanctified, he found that he was stronger than Lao Tzu's one-qi transformation and three-purity.

The split clone turned out to be the body of a saint whose strength is not far from his own.

This is somewhat unscientific.

At this time, after using such cheating techniques, one can see how unexpected they were after seeing the flushed faces of Nuwa and Jieying.

Such a powerful technique.

For no reason is equivalent to having a few more helpers...

So here comes the question, why didn't Hongjun keep his hand, but taught them all when he preached?

Yang Lin has another guess, that is, there is a fatal flaw in this exercise.

After cutting out the three corpses, no matter whether they are combined or separated, those who have achieved this skill will become indifferent and don't care about too many things.

Just like Lao Tzu, the Taoist Heavenly Venerable, he basically doesn’t care about anything, just like a robot, staying at home, and finally, as time goes by, he even seems to be out of this world, only A little desire to exist, to live, is actually a tool man.

Not so much doing nothing.

Rather ruthless.

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog...

In fact, everything in the world is treated equally, there is no distinction between good and evil, and there is no difference between happiness and anger. There is no heart and no self, only Tao!

Therefore, this practice, practiced to the end, is the way of heaven, which is integrated with the will of heaven and is the final destination.

It is also possible that Yuanyuan and Tongtian, as well as Nuwa's reception, are not because they don't want to spend time and slowly practice cutting the three corpses for a long time, but they are keenly aware of the horror in it. One reason is of course that it is difficult to repair, and the other The reason is also subjectively not daring to cultivate.

So, halfway through their cultivation, before the three corpses were cut out, they began to establish religions, create human beings, or make vows to become holy.

It cannot but be said that it is a wise choice.

Of course, the technique of killing the three corpses is very powerful in nature, and whoever goes further on this road will be stronger.

Because, if the three corpses are cut off, the understanding of the way of heaven will be deeper.

From this point of view, Yang Lin managed to slay all three corpses. Of course, his strength is the strongest. His control over laws and manipulation of vitality are not comparable to Nuwa and Jieyin, who are both saints.

Then, why doesn't he affect his xinxing and become ruthless and inaction?

"The main reason, I guess, is still in the power of the mind. Now I can see clearly that the power of the mind is actually the power of the mind, a collection of powerful willpower. As long as it is cultivated, it will maintain its own nature in the ruthless, desireless, and selfless. Really, it’s still me…”

Yang Lin released the avatars of the three corpses that were merged into one, turned them into clones, touched the auras of Nvwa and the two saints, and immediately understood what Hongjun's preaching and hidden expectations were. What.

However, in the final analysis, this technique has helped me a lot. At least, in terms of the cultivation of the primordial spirit, it is strong enough to control my increasingly powerful and incredible physical strength.

This point is even more secure than Pangu.

……

"Don't panic, this is an illusion, like a dream bubble, it will burst at the touch of a finger."

Seeing that Yang Lin's figure was unreal, he released three clones with the same strong aura. Nuwa's big Kazilan eyes almost narrowed into a thin line, her heart was disturbed, and her complexion changed wildly. After a while, the scene of being beaten to death by Yang Lin.

On the contrary, it is the guide, but it doesn't care at all. It is like holding a wisdom pearl, and it slowly makes a sound. The incarnation of Yang Lin's evil corpse...

"Is it a virtual image? Then you should experience the strength of this virtual image."

Yang Lin sneered, the evil corpse turned into a golden light, his figure swelled to the level of the lead, his muscles bulged, against the colorful light, he was beaten with flames flying all over his body, but he didn't hurt or die, his fists danced like a wheel , Seeing the lead, it's just a random beat.

The twelfth-grade golden lotus swayed, and was hit by the huge golden hammer like iron, making a loud bang.

Jieyin, who was sitting in the light curtain, couldn't sit still anymore, the treasure building shook and fell, mana was poured into it like money, his face was full of blackness, and his eyes were extremely cautious.

Well, he was tied with a zombie avatar.

Evenly matched.

The big words uttered to set off the scene in front of him are like farting.

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Chapter 760

Nuwa saw that the situation was not good, she didn't say a word, she turned around and was about to leave, when her figure just disappeared, the air around her was surging, two figures appeared already.

The good corpse and the self-corpse with smiles on their faces, one of them punched, the other kicked, bang...

Just punched her out, punching through the void, like the beginning of chaos, directly piercing through the protection of the map of mountains and rivers, causing golden blood to spurt from her mouth.

One of them was already able to draw with her, at this time one was attacking, the other was waiting for an opportunity to assassinate, two fists were no match for four hands, just two strokes passed, and Nuwa was beaten left and right, and frequently hit.

She screamed, trying to escape, but was besieged again.

Therefore, he had no choice but to seek meritorious service, but to seek no faults. Shanhe Sheji tried to wrap his body and soul tightly and protect it with all his strength.

All of a sudden, Xing Guangxiayi, being incarnated by good corpses and self corpses, kicked and punched her from time to time, causing her bones to break, her body to be bruised and blood splattered everywhere, so miserable...

Of course, Yang Lin would not be idle when the three corpses turned into incarnations. At Nuwa's place, he had already fought once at the beginning of his sanctification. At this time, he couldn't kill him again. If he was wounded and defeated again, he probably wouldn't get much martial arts luck. .

It's different here.