History's first sorcerer

Yi Zhichun did what he said.

For him, this is already the doomed ending, and it is also a picture that he has imagined countless times in his mind.

"I can only help you open the way to Huangquantian, and then you can go on your own. I won't say anything more, and you don't have to save my face in front of the world. It is my sin and there is nothing wrong with it." admittedly."

As for things like life and death, fame, Yi Zhichun really didn't take them to heart.

It's just that I'm still unwilling in my heart.

"Zhou Changyong, you must continue to live until the day when even the law of heaven can't check and balance you!" When flying into the sky again, Yi Zhichun turned his head slightly and shouted to Zhou Changyong, "I will transform into Be the wind, turn into rain, melt into the heaven and the earth without entering reincarnation, wait and see the day when you successfully counterattack the heaven."

Don't be like him.

He obviously wanted to resist, but unknowingly, he stepped up to the point of wantonly manipulating the lives and deaths of others just like the Dao of Heaven.

He became the kind of person he hated the most, but it was too late.

In this way, it is not in vain for Shenzang to let you be born at this time, and it is not in vain for him to open this hell.

Zhou Changyong looked at Yi Zhichun quietly, but did not give a clear answer.

But he didn't directly deny it, he already gave Yi Zhichun an answer.

Yi Zhichun smiled slowly.

At this time, he seemed to suddenly understand the feelings of Shenzang and Shi Zhenzhen when they fell.

If you know that there will be someone who can do the things that you can't do, even if you have never met or met, it is a kind of hope after all.

How similar is this mentality to ordinary people?

Ordinary people are also willing to entrust the things they cannot do to others, either friends or their own heirs, from generation to generation, there will always be a day of success.

Really interesting.

It turns out that top-notch immortals have exactly the same mentality as ordinary people when they are about to die.These cultivators keep saying that they want to break away from the common world, but it turns out that all of them end up with the same goal in the end, and they still have the mentality of mortals.

Yi Zhichun sneered, he didn't know whether he was laughing at the absurdity of the world, or at his own misery.

His figure disappeared suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he had already reached the boundary between the Heaven of Righteousness and Heaven of Huangquan.

Zhou Changyong, Shi Wujiu and nine star ghosts also followed.

When Lord Taishan came, this boundary gave them all kinds of training, which took them a lot of time.But when Yi Zhichun came here, Zhou Changyong and the others clearly felt that the dead and dark energy here seemed to be different from before.

"It's just a death."

Yi Zhichun completely integrated his body into the incomparably deep aura at the boundary.

boom--

Like a thunderbolt.

The entire Nine Heavens and Ten Realms seemed to feel something.

Countless great powers couldn't help looking in the direction where Huang Quantian was, almost in disbelief.

"This aura... is... Huang Quantian?"

"Pindao can actually see Huang Quantian reopened in his lifetime?"

"Could it be that the old man is just daydreaming?"

……

Monster Race, Demon Race, Human Race.

There are also many creatures, although they don't know what happened, but their mood suddenly begins to become happy, as if a problem that has troubled them for many years has suddenly been solved.

Huangquan Tianzhang reincarnation of life and death.

For countless living beings, it is the place where they must go after death.

It is the home of all living beings after the fall.

Zhou Changyong, Shi Wujiu and others looked at the sky at the same time.

The moment Yi Zhichun fell, the countless death and yin qi were reincarnated from death and turned into boundless vitality in a blink of an eye.

Yes.

Huang Quantian itself not only represents "death", it is also the very beginning of life.

How could it be possible that such Huangquantian could only have dead energy and no vitality?

But it turns out that this vitality can only be unlocked by a real star ghost as a guide.

The originally desolate and vast land rejuvenated at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was already green in a short time.

Shi Wujiu, who was leaning on Zhou Changyong's side, was also stimulated by this boundless vitality, and his physical strength quickly recovered.

"Little liar, look at your life and death book!"

Hearing Shi Wujiu's exclamation, Zhou Changyong looked down at the book of life and death in his hand.

Dazzling golden light erupted from the book of life and death at this moment, instantly surrounding Zhou Changyong and the nine star ghosts, even Shi Wujiu, who is a quasi-sage, was directly cut off by this golden light.

"Wugui, you wait here for me." Zhou Changyong only had time to yell, and he and the nine star ghosts seemed to be dragged into the sky by something forcefully, facing Huang Quantian behind the vitality.

The book of life and death became extremely heavy in an instant.

Zhou Changyong had to hold it with both hands, but it was still difficult to maintain.

"Master!" Nine Star Ghosts exclaimed in surprise, and hurried forward to help.

But the book of life and death is still getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, so big that they can't carry it, and it's big enough to cover the sky and cover the earth, so that countless people can see it.

The names and fates of various creatures constantly appeared in the book of life and death.

It's just that only Zhou Changyong can see these things clearly. The others tried to spy on them, but their eyes were bloodshot and they dared not look directly at them anymore.

The book of life and death, which contains the lives of countless souls in the entire nine heavens and ten realms, is equivalent to the sky, how can it be regarded by ordinary people?

Zhou Changyong saw Yi Zhichun's name at first sight.

But soon, Yi Zhichun's name completely disappeared without any trace.

Now that he has completed his mission, he is out of his wits.

An indescribable feeling arose in Zhou Changyong's heart.

Perhaps it was because Yi Zhichun did crazy things during his lifetime, but when he fell, he was so silent. The strong contrast almost made Zhou Changyong feel that maybe this was just an illusion.

But this is indeed not an illusion, but a real thing.

Some things, what happened in reality are much more absurd than in illusion.

Under this incomparably huge book of life and death, countless merits and virtues descended from somewhere.

Bit by bit.

It was like a golden rain.

This golden rain of merit and virtue fell from the heaven of right and wrong to the heaven of happiness, then to the heaven of mortals, and then to the human world.

Merits from heaven.

Heaven's blessing!

The people in Nine Heavens and Ten Realms were almost stunned.

Happy day.

"My Yaozu will actually receive merit from heaven?" The elders of the Yaozu could hardly believe it.Their monster race has been abandoned by the heavens for a long time, and it is unbelievable that they can receive merit now?

And this merit, in a blink of an eye, disappeared into the bodies of many newborn cubs of their monster clan who had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence.

The slightly dull eyes of those cubs instantly became lively.

Spirit wisdom has been opened, you can practice!

The Yaozu was overjoyed immediately.

This joy greatly dissipated the oppressive atmosphere brought about by the Yaozu's constant madness and wounding during this period of time.

"God bless my family!"

"God bless my family!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"

Countless Yaozu people bowed in the direction of the Yaohuang Palace.

That's where the merits gather.

And Yushuang, who is still in the Fuxi Dojo in the world of mortals, has naturally received a large amount of merit.

These merits fell into his body, and it seemed that even his body became warm.

He was originally a spiritual jade incarnation.

There seemed to be something more in the heart that was originally empty.

Even if it can't replace the stone heart he was replaced, it seems to make him feel more emotions.

"The Underworld is about to open!"

Otherwise, how could it be possible to bring down so many merits?

Yushuang turned her head to look at Xi Zhu, but saw that all those meritorious deeds bypassed Xi Zhu.

"It's just a sign."

Xi Zhu's eyes saw more.

Looking at these merits, he didn't envy them in the slightest.

His eyes have been looking at the book of life and death that can hardly be seen directly, blood and tears are faintly falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't look!" Yushuang couldn't help shouting.

Xi Zhu did not move.

"Since God gave me such eyes, I don't see them now, and I have no chance to see them again." Xi Zhu's face was surprisingly pale, and after Yi Zhichun, Zhou Changyong and others left here, he didn't have to struggle anymore The formation of Fuxi Dojo.

And when the formation spread out, his strength also dissipated.

"Yushuang, the human race doesn't need a human emperor anymore." Xi Zhu said lightly, "Except for life and death, there is no big deal. The human race doesn't need the next human emperor to support Fuxi Daochang, to support the destiny of the human race. Everyone in the human race, they want Learn to bear your own karma and responsibility. The Fuxi Taoist Temple can no longer be used for suppression.”

Yushuang was a little puzzled, but after Xi Zhu finished what she wanted to say, there was a look of relief on her face.

How lucky.

He is the last human emperor.

The way of heaven is liquidated, how can he escape?

He was already ready.

Under Yushuang's shocked gaze, Xi Zhu's hair turned white little by little, and her face also became old little by little.

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man!

Yushuang had thousands of words for a while, but she couldn't say anything.

human race.

Hey Terran!

Probably, you can still see the time when Huang Quantian is fully opened.

Xi Zhu counted the time and seemed extremely calm.

The world of mortals.

"Golden rain?"

"Is this the merit that Master mentioned before?"

"We actually have one too?"

Countless spiritual cultivators, ghost cultivators, immortal cultivators, mortals and monks were almost all bathed in this golden rain of merit.

Especially those monks have benefited a lot.

Mei Lan and the other three sisters naturally received the most merit.

But they don't care about these.

They are ghost servants who have signed a life and death book contract, and they will live and die together with Zhou Changyong, and the mere merits and virtues will not have much effect on them.

They don't want to enter reincarnation, why should they care?

"Persist a little longer, everyone." Mei Lan yelled at the mortals, "The golden rain from the sky is a sign of great auspiciousness, and we will soon be able to restore our peaceful and peaceful life!"

Hope gradually appeared on the faces of mortals who were desperate.

Although they didn't understand the behavior of these immortals, they really felt that under the golden rain, their originally exhausted bodies recovered all of a sudden.

It's really an auspicious sign from heaven!

This is their home, this is their land.

Anyone who wants to drive them out of their homeland is their enemy!

Zhou Changyong tried to take a handful.

There is one grain of merit that belongs to Mei He.

In the mortal world, she saved a whole town of mortals and let them live and work in peace and contentment.

There is one grain of merit that belongs to Mei Lan.

She fought off some demented avatar and kept some land from drying up.

There are also many merits and virtues that belong to those mortal monks.

They also contribute to the human world, so naturally they should have a share.

However, these merits and virtues are all due to Zhou Changyong, so when the Heavenly Dao descends the merits and virtues, Zhou Changyong will naturally have a share.

But more merits still come from "getting rid of Yi Zhichun".

He and Shi Wujiu worked hard to save the souls of the dead under the Fuxi Dojo, but they only collected a little bit of merit, which had disappeared when the Lord Taishan fell.

But now, because of getting rid of Yi Zhichun, the Heavenly Dao has conferred so many merits?

I'm afraid even if he and Shi Wujiu saved all the people in the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms, it would be nothing more than that.

In the eyes of Tiandao, Yi Zhichun is the factor of instability, the chief culprit who almost caused the catastrophe of the world, and the sinner who almost caused Huang Quantian to be unable to open.

However, Zhou Changyong, who "guided everything on the right track", made Yi Zhichun willingly die, so he can naturally have so many merits.

Ridiculous and ironic.

Zhou Changyong spread his hands and blew lightly, blowing away all the merits.

Not a single grain is left.

The book of life and death flickered slightly.

These countless merits and virtues converged into a golden river, and under the guidance of the book of life and death, it began to pave the way into a road.

The road of merit.

This road looks familiar, and it is very similar to the entrance made when the Lord Taishan made a sacrifice at that time, but in terms of size and firmness, it is completely incomparable.

The road paved by merit will naturally not dissipate easily.

And this road leads directly to the deepest part of Huangquantian.

"Master, let's go."

When the nine star ghosts saw this road, they couldn't help thinking about what they were about to do and the meaning of this road.

Going from this road is Huangquantian.

In Huang Quantian, there are Zhou Changyong and their nine star ghosts. Only with their joint efforts can they be recognized by Huang Quantian.And the task of these star ghosts is to make Zhou Changyong the master of Huang Quantian at all costs.

For this reason, it is not impossible for them to sacrifice at critical times.

It doesn't make sense, they are both star ghosts, only Yi Zhichun has to sacrifice.The rest of the star ghosts are naturally ready to sacrifice at any time.

Why is it that only people with rough fate and talents can become star ghosts?

Because only such a person, after experiencing countless hardships and dying, can shoulder the heavy responsibility of opening Huang Quantian.No matter how powerful an ordinary inexperienced soul is, how can it bear the endless love-hate entanglement in the underworld?

Zhou Changyong looked back at Shi Wujiu, gave Shi Wujiu a reassuring look, and walked slowly into the avenue.

Star Ghost followed closely behind.

Shi Wujiu looked up at the sky.

The distance between him and Zhou Changyong is not very far.

However, at this moment, he looked at Zhou Changyong from below, but felt that the distance between him and Zhou Changyong seemed to be very far.

Huang Quantian, what will it be like?

No, you can't just let him go.

"What evil did I do in my previous life? Forget it, I'm familiar with the second time." Shi Wujiu stomped his feet angrily, and turned into an extremely green knife in a blink of an eye, flying straight towards Zhou Changyong.

As Shi Wujiu, he cannot enter the avenue leading to Huangquantian.

But as a Daoist soldier, he can.

Zhou Changyong was suddenly bumped by Shi Wujiu, he subconsciously grabbed the handle of the knife, he didn't know what expression to use to express his current emotions?

He really just left for a while.

Second time.

Today, Shi Wujiu surprised him for the second time.

"Alright." Zhou Changyong held the handle of the knife, feeling the same as holding Shi Wujiu's hand, "Then let's go together."

The nine star ghosts silently lowered their heads.

Although they are used to it, for some reason, they always feel that they should not be here now.

The master Zhou Changyong is good at everything, but when he is with Shi Wu Jiu, it hurts them a little bit.

This road looks long, but it is actually very short.

They walked only a few steps, and Zhou Changyong felt that they were in a boundless darkness.

heavy,

Repressed.

sad.

But mixed with some trivial joy and joy.

Life is full of pain, but the world of mortals has little joy.

In this place where countless living beings have to pass by, what is left is naturally all the memories of a lifetime.And most of these memories are painful.

Here is Huang Quantian.

The oppressive, heavy and yearning Huang Quantian!

Zhou Changyong heard the sound of howling wind and rushing river.

huh-huh-

Whoa- whoa-

Everything was hidden in the darkness, as if there was a huge man-eating beast hiding there, making it impossible for them to move an inch.

Only the road they came from dimly illuminated the space.

"Split them!"

Shi Wujiu's voice came directly.

He doesn't like it here.

Very very dislike.

Huang Quantian, why is it like this?

"Naturally." Zhou Changyong replied softly.

He raised the knife high, and slashed straight at the direction of the roaring river.

There seemed to be countless voices ringing in my ears.

"I don't want to forget that I still have a big revenge-"

"I have lived through too much pain in this life, and I don't want to be human again in the next life."

"After drinking this Wangchuan water, I don't have to remember anyone anymore."

"I hate—I hate—"

"Don't be a daughter in the next life, the bitterness and happiness of a hundred years will be left to others."

……

Countless ghosts sprang out from the Wangchuan river that Zhou Changyong had cut off, and rushed towards Zhou Changyong one after another.

"You can't open Huangquantian."

"We don't want to forget—"

"I don't want to be reincarnated, I don't want to!"

……

"Master be careful."

The star ghosts guarded Zhou Changyong's surroundings one after another, desperately blocking these ghosts.

These are not real ghosts, but the obsessions and memories left by countless beings here over the long years.

In the words of the comprehension world, these are all demons.

Nine heavens and ten realms, the demon of countless beings!

On the way it came, the book of life and death also slowly flew in.

Shi Wujiu only felt a huge force repelling him and directly separating him from Zhou Changyong.

"No fault, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Liar liar!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Changyong had disappeared straight into the book of life and death.

"Master, let's not let these obsessions touch the Book of Life and Death."

"The master will come out."

"We have a hunch that this is the last step to open Huangquantian."

"Master is being recognized by Huang Quantian!"

……

Zhou Changyong seemed to be in a vast land.

He doesn't seem to have his own body, yet he can see anything in this world.

He saw that in Xiaoyao Tian, ​​countless monster clans cheered because the cubs of the monster clan gave birth to spiritual wisdom; he saw that the barren lands in the right and wrong sky began to grow spiritual flowers and grasses; ; also saw the scene where the nine star ghosts and Shi Wujiu dispelled those demons and obsessions in Huangquantian.

There are countless countless memories and pictures rushing towards him at the same time.

He can see and manipulate anything if he wants to.

He is God!

He is the master of the destiny of these countless creatures!

What is missing from the Dao of Heaven is the Dao of Reincarnation.

And he, will become the master of this Huangquantian, and will become a part of this heavenly way.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven is affectionate.

It treats every living being equally.

If a certain ethnic group is too powerful, it suppresses a certain ethnic group.

If a certain ethnic group is weak, support a certain ethnic group.

As for individual creatures, they are all part of the ethnic group, and they are just the introduction to countless secrets.And the continuous promotion of such introductions one after another can make the world run smoothly and normally.

Zhou Changyong can make up for it.

As long as he wants to, he can reach the sky in one step.

Consecrate yourself!

You don't need to be trapped in the Good Fortune Heaven like those sages and Taoist ancestors, and you don't have to endure any hardships in practice.

There is a deficiency in the way of heaven, and Zhou Changyong is the one who makes it up.

Compared to the whole world, individual monks are really small.

Whether it is a quasi-sage or a saint.

All are ants.

If you come out of the sky, you are a saint.

Those born against the sky are sinners.

There was a demon ancestor who wanted to fight against the Dao of Heaven, but in the end Dao ancestor Hongjun joined forces, and the demon clan retreated.

There are two races of dragon and phoenix who want to dominate the world. In the end, the human race rises and the monster race survives.

There are human races that endanger other living beings with the power of one family, so a catastrophe fell from the sky, and all immortal monks of the human race were killed.

In contrast, Yi Zhichun is just one of the countless introductions that has deviated slightly from the track, but was broken back.

Without him, there will be another one.

It's just a waste of time.

Zhou Changyong watched everything indifferently.

Looking at these various creatures, various races.

Watching them live and die, multiplying endlessly.

There is nothing new under the sun.

Everything he has experienced now has already been experienced by people in ancient times, and there will be new people who will continue to experience it in a certain era in the future.

It's just a different excuse, a different appearance.

The way of heaven is constant and never changes.

He was just watching.

In Feifeitian, those star ghosts, and that dazzling green knife, seem to be related to him.

But those ties that were once deeply rooted in the bone marrow seemed to be stripped away at this moment.

He looked at them, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

In the book of life and death, the part belonging to the contract began to flip crazily.

"Master, I...why do I feel that the connection with the master was cut off all of a sudden."

"I'm the Nine Lives Star Ghost, how could that be?"

"Master, is something wrong with the master?"

The nine star ghosts suddenly became very dazed.

They are all Zhou Changyong's star ghosts, and it is his support that allows them all to survive like ordinary people.

But now, they feel that the unbreakable contract has been broken at once.

Shi Wujiu took human form and saw his name on the book of life and death.

The handwriting is very familiar.

It was the name that Zhou Changyong coaxed and tricked him into signing when he and Zhou Changyong first met.

But now, the name suddenly began to fade.

Faint and almost invisible.

"Don't!" Shi Wujiu reacted suddenly, he no longer cared about any demons and obsessions around him, and rushed towards the book of life and death.

"I don't want to break my contract!"

"I'll write another one."

"I'll just write one more."

Shi Wujiu scratched his fingers and quickly wrote his name on the page that was about to disappear.

The name written in blood only stayed on the pages of the book of life and death for a moment.

It fades quickly.

Shi Wujiu wrote one more, two, and three.

Never in his life had he written so many names.It's not just a name, it's his only hope, it's the only thing he can do.

None of the star ghosts came up to stop him.

Master, it is really powerful.

He wrote a lot, almost all of which are written in this book of life and death.

But none of these names lasted long.

Infinite panic arose in Shi Wujiu's heart.

He remembered Chongming's words at that time, Yi Zhichun, and Shi Zhenzhen's appearance before his death.

Where is Little Liar?

Why was his connection with the star ghost broken?Why is this contract written in the book of life and death also starting to disappear?

Are you going to start losing him again?

No, it's impossible.

Shi Wujiu became ruthless.

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it!

If one page was not enough, he wrote another page.

If two pages were not enough, he filled the entire book.

What about the book of life and death?

They are all Daoist soldiers, is his teacher Wu Jiu afraid? !

Zhou Changyong didn't notice that his eyes had been on the person who kept writing his name in the book of life and death for a long time.

This is a man transformed from a holy soldier of the Great Dao, and he is a strange number in heaven and earth.

It should be erased.

With just one thought, countless catastrophes will befall, and this Dao Soldier who should not have stayed in this world can be wiped out.

Or, trap him directly in Good Fortune Heaven, and let him stay with countless saints, Dao ancestors, and other great saints.

The world no longer needs saints.

The way of heaven is complete, and the book of life and death is no longer needed, and the holy soldiers of the great way are no longer needed!

All it takes is a thought.

What quasi-sage, what saint.

It's all empty talk, it's all falsehood!

Zhou Changyong?

Who is Zhou Changyong?

It is but the name of a living being, a mortal carrier of consciousness.

Not worth caring about.

good fortune days.

"Heavenly Heaven is about to open." A female saint with a snake's tail had a slight sadness on her face, "The way of heaven is complete, what will happen to us?"

"It will become a legend, and eternal life will never return."

"This is the luck of the common people, and it is also our misfortune."

"It doesn't matter if you can't return." The female saint with a snake tail took out a red hydrangea and said with a soft smile, "We are beyond the check and balance of the heavens and trapped in the good fortune. It is because we cannot get out, but because we don't want to get out That's all."

"It's just that the way of heaven may not be too overbearing."

"Why break up a good marriage?"

"Sister Nuwa, I think you won't need your red hydrangea anymore."

"The person Tiandao is looking for may not be satisfactory."

"The monster race, the human race, the demon race, even when we are trapped and the way of heaven is incomplete, there are a few people who can see."

Why can't the way of heaven be violated?

Their practitioners set up countless orthodoxy and fight with each other, isn't it all to jump out of life and death and control their own destiny?

In the middle of nowhere, another voice came out.

"I wait, it will become history after all."

"Let's look at today."

"I would like to follow the teachings of the Taoist ancestor—"

Huang Quantian.

One thought can erase him.

As long as you forget yourself, abandon nothing to do with love and hate, everything is—

No, not right!

In the depths of Zhou Changyong's soul, a voice suddenly began to sound.

You are Zhou Changyong!

Who?

who is it?

In the middle of nowhere, he seemed to see another person.

A person who did not know how many years ago.

"I am here to leave my sage's body, to make up for the way of heaven temporarily, and help to open Huangquantian."

"Just, I want to go back."

"Leave me a clone, an idea."

"I want to go back and meet someone."

"Even if it's only 30 years, 40 years, or even just one day, one hour?"

"I want to go back and meet him."

That person turned around, passed through time and space, and met Zhou Changyong who didn't know how many years later.

One in front and one in the back, two people.

Both said the same word at the same time.

"unbelievable."

Daigo empowerment.

Why dedicate yourself to heaven?Why does he have to go the way everyone else has to go?

He can do better than Tiandao!

There was another person who foolishly kept writing his name on the book of life and death, waiting for him.

I.

Not heaven.

It's not Huang Quantian.

I am Zhou Changyong!

A Zhou Changyong who was once an ordinary mortal, then an ordinary monk, and now an ordinary ghost cultivator!

"Cause and effect are reestablished. Those who are riddled with sins will be punished—"

A voice spread throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms in the blink of an eye.

Deafening.

Straight to the heart.

The world of mortals, the heaven of leisure, the sky of right and wrong.

The fairy world, the demon world, and the human world.

The same voice rang in the ears of countless crazy fairies, demons, and demons.

Their eyes quickly returned to clarity.

"What's wrong with me?" The immortals hadn't fully digested this memory, and suddenly found that their cultivation base suddenly began to drop sharply.

Xianjun, Da Luo Jinxian, Jinxian, Tianxian, and Earth Immortal.

Nascent Soul Stage, Golden Elixir Stage, and Qi Refining Stage.

no no--

They fell from fairyland.

Fall into the mortal world.

Completely merged with their incarnations in the mortal world.

From this moment on, all the incarnations of immortals and demons left in the world have all turned into real bodies.

All cultivation bases have disappeared completely.

"no, do not want--"

"I was wrong—I regret—"

"Human Emperor, His Majesty Human Emperor, help me."

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I know I was wrong."

"Master Huo, I..."

They are howling, they are suffering.

They are paying for their choices.

During this catastrophe, the person who practiced the fastest and practiced the incarnation method the fastest lost his voice.

And those who are slightly weaker, some have turned into disease-ridden mortals, some have turned into birds and animals with limited mobility, and some have turned into vegetation and boulders.

From high to low, from strong to weak.

It was only a blink of an eye.

Every living being is the master of this world, how can it be strong or weak?Why is it noble or humble?

"It actually did it?"

"Defying the sky? He is a good seedling of my demon cultivator's orthodoxy. It's a pity that he is destined not to come to the Heaven of Good Fortune."

"Let's stay in peace, maybe we have time to go out."

In Good Fortune Heaven, all the sages and Taoist ancestors looked at the distant land together.

There is their hometown.

……

The mortals were shocked to see these "immortal masters" who were still mad and hurting people, and they yelled at once, but they no longer had the ability to move mountains and seas.

They grow old and become weak.

Changed, extremely weak.

Those terrifying huge alien beasts, those invisible monsters, turned into animals that can be seen everywhere one after another, turning into pools of blood and black marks.

The mortals stared blankly, almost in disbelief.

"I...we won."

I don't know who it is, suddenly shouted such a sentence.

Immediately, there was overwhelming cheers.

"Sister Mei, we really did it."

"Miss Mei, your master is really amazing."

"Ghost cultivator? I also want to practice the way of ghosts."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Father, mother, did you see it? We won."

"We can rebuild our country, rebuild our villages."

"we won."

They won.

They clearly felt this.

Countless luck returned from these people, scattered to the human world little by little, and scattered to the cultivation world.

Innumerable hopes were aroused.

Everyone, almost at this moment, saw the future.

A future full of hope.

"The Underworld is opened, Xi Zhu!" Yushuang was very happy, he looked at his side, "Zhou Changyong really did it, he opened the Underworld, the avenue of reincarnation of life and death was completed, and all karma descended!"

There was no one around.

Yushuang's voice stopped abruptly.

The name left by Shi Wujiu was firmly left on a certain page of the book of life and death.

A moment passed.

The time for a cup of tea has passed.

The words "Shi Wu Jiu" did not disappear again.

It is left in the book of life and death.

"Little...little liar."

Shi Wujiu shed tears.

He didn't know why he was crying, and he didn't know what kind of image he was now.

All he knew was that the panic in his heart that was about to drown him suddenly disappeared.

"You're back, you're back."

Shi Wujiu knew that Zhou Changyong was coming back.

At this moment, the sky in Huangquan is already bright.

The greatest part of luck, from the human world, went straight into the sky and fell into the underworld, illuminating the whole world.

Those heavy and oppressive atmospheres were swept away.

"Master succeeded!"

"Success!"

The star ghosts realized it later.

Shi Wujiu stretched out his hand to touch the name he left on the Book of Life and Death.

Before touching him, his hand was already being held.

Another hand stretched out and wrote three words in the book of life and death.

Zhou Changyong.

Shi Wu Jiu turned his head and saw that there was another person beside him.

"This time, it won't disappear again."

"No fault, I'm back."

The author has something to say: this is the end of the text.

Some things, I will write them out in the episode.

I have been writing this chapter since I got off work until now, and I have deleted and deleted a lot. In the end, I thought, so be it.

A lot of unfinished words are left for everyone.

Thank you for your company all the way. In the next article on Danmei, I should write "Being the Head of the School of All Beauties", a short and medium story about martial arts sand sculptures. "Too Green Tea", pseudo-brothers and sisters, are all pre-collected in my column, I hope everyone will collect them whether they read them or not (comparatively, by the way, collect and collect the poor author)