Zhou Cheng saw me talking to a few people in the air, quietly falling to the ground, preparing to see how I inspire the human race.

Where everyone is located is a large square, with gravel on the ground, with three jade sculptures in the middle, two women and one man. It is the image of Nuwa Houtu and Zhou Cheng, which faintly forms a three-legged tripod standing, surrounding a large jade pillar in the middle. On the jade pillar, there are several golden characters, which are shining brightly, which is exactly "Those who move the human race within five hundred years will die."

"I am the Zixiao Palace in the sky outside the sky. Teacher Hongjun sat down. I am the same." I stroked the white beard on my chest with one hand and held half of the flat crutch with the other hand. However, because I was hit by the Donghuang Bell with a sneak attack by the Donghuang Bell of the Emperor Taiyi, I have never recovered. I am also unwilling to recover. I am like I am a human being. Although I praise myself for following nature, it does not mean that he can do it according to nature. However, he claims to be noble. Hongjun's disciple, who lost such a big face, could he recover his broken legs before he was found.

"If my great skills are learned, if I can escape from life and death, and do not transform into nothingness; if I call the wind and rain, I can turn stones into gold. If I learn three points, I can enter and exit the Qingming, like walking on the flat ground; if I move mountains and seas, the Tao transforms into Sumeru. Those who learn profound ideas will kill immortals and kill gods, and ghosts and gods will be eliminated; if I escape from cause and effect, I will achieve Hunyuan. It is true that I will never be beaten, and countless kalpas will never be destroyed. Have you ever heard of this great way?" After saying that, Lao Tzu smiled and proud. He shook his hand and pointed to a person in front of him, and immediately turned him into a wild deer. He then turned him back to his original body.

When everyone heard such a great method, they were so excited that they saw what I did. At this time, the human race had just been born for a hundred years and had not seen the cruelty and helplessness of natural death. It was still not enough for two years. However, on weekdays, there were many people who came to be sick like a mountain, and they could not afford to lose their lives; or they went out to work, encounter mountain monsters, brutal beasts, and entered the tiger's mouth and lost their lives. The couple was separated and the separation of flesh and blood made the clan extremely painful. At this time, they were so excited that they could not die. How good it would be.

"It's time to ask the gods, can the great magic you mentioned really be passed on to our human race?" A relatively smart person asked. His human race had seen several great gods, Nuwa, Houtu, and Qingqiushan Qinglian Taoist. But only the Qinglian Taoist gave the human race some basic cultivation method, which was barely enough for the human race to practice until the Return to Void. This old man who claimed to be my son would teach him and others such great magic as soon as he came up. He was really kind-hearted? He was not just showing his diligence, either a traitor or a thief.

"What I say should be the truth. You just need to follow me to go back to the Shouyang Mountain and educate me, and you will have the opportunity in the future." I snorted lightly and said disdainfully.

"I dare to ask the gods, why can't you even recover from your injured leg when you have such a great skill?" A very sudden voice sounded.

When I heard this, the old god was there, and his face was like a smile. His face suddenly turned purple and he twitched constantly. This was his great pain. No one dared to mention the identity of Pangu's soul because of his Hongjun's disciple and Pangu's soul in person, and just ignored it. After being exposed this time, someone was extremely angry. Looking at the sound, he saw a Taoist in green looking at him with a smile. Everyone was looking at him curiously, but he seemed to be unaware of it, just chuckling and staring at me.

"This is, this is..." "Is it because the god accidentally fell down and hit him?"

When everyone heard this, they almost burst into laughter. But they didn't notice such an inappropriate thing on me. This Taoist with unknown origin was a bit powerful.

"Hmph, I don't want to see the ants, so don't insult yourself. I am under Hongjun's gate, so I am the same as Shouyang Mountain. How dare I ask fellow Taoist where is the fairy mountain?" I asked provocatively.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that it is under Hongjun's sect. It's really a good sign. It's enough to rely on people's power." This person was Zhou Cheng, who was quietly standing by. The saint's strength changed. I was not a saint, so I naturally couldn't see it. Moreover, Zhou Cheng's cultivation was higher than him, so he was not afraid that he could calculate it in the future, so he just took the opportunity to insult him.

"Hmph, I have the true cultivation of Taoism, and I will not experience it with you." I did not forget the purpose of coming to the human race this time. He had calculated that his chance to become a saint is related to the human race. Although he had to enjoy the merits of the heavens and was destined to become a saint, he needed an opportunity to become a saint as the introduction.

"Although my legs are hurt by others, my Tao is natural and I don't want to repair it. I don't understand it if I say it to you." Seeing that everyone was inexplicably looking down on him, I explained randomly.

"Okay, okay, very good." When Zhou Cheng heard this, he immediately grabbed the loophole in his words and pressed down: "I know that you will be able to cultivate in the future. If you make such a promise this time, you will never be able to recover your leg in the future." The so-called golden words are not as powerful as a quasi-saint's words.

When I heard this, Taoist Qingyi emphasized his mistake and immediately regretted it. However, he was like a duck who was driven into a tree. If he wanted to get off, he had to jump.

"Of course, take it seriously." I was so angry that I gritted my teeth, but in order not to lose my trust in the present, I could only beat the fat man to death and pretend to be a fat man. But in the future, I will be in trouble, and I will be indecent and broken legs and cannot be restored. "My way is obtained by Hongjun, which is Hongjun's Jade Disc Great Method. I came to the human race this time and wanted to teach it. When the opportunity comes, it will be convenient for me to act." I ignored Zhou Cheng and turned to everyone and said. He just wanted to seize the human race quickly and get this opportunity to attain enlightenment steadily. Once the opportunity comes, it will be easier to become a saint.

"My fellow Taoist, every word you say is not separated from Hongjun's great way. I dare to ask, how much have you ever understood?" Zhou Cheng was unwilling to let him go easily and deliberately made things difficult for him. He has become a saint and knows that although I am destined to be the leader of the human race, he is just for face, preaching traditions, and striving for luck. He does not want to really protect the human race, teach magic, and teach sentient beings. This time, the human race is still weak. If he goes with him, although it will not cause disasters to be exterminated, it will be lacking in teaching and will cause harm for thousands of years in the future.

In his opinion, it would be best to give the human race five hundred years of development time. The tenacious vitality of a civilization is not about how powerful it has, but about how complete the development process and thus has a profound cultural heritage accumulated step by step. The soul of the nation is ultimately a kind of spiritual inheritance. In the future, Confucius and Confucianism were somewhat like Lao Tzu's way, exaggerating inaction and losing their blood. For human civilization, the harmful physical inheritance is not scary, but the really scary one is the harmful spiritual and ideological inheritance.

"My way is the supreme and inaction. Where the way is, where I am. Do not talk about the less by the more, do not talk about the more by the less; do not bully the weak by the strong, do not seek the strong by the weak." I stroked my beard and looked at the white clouds in the sky, and began to exaggerate.

"The best is like water. Can your way of inaction be similar to this? The great way is nameless, is inaction no nameless?" Zhou Cheng deliberately refuted, and then said, "I have different thoughts. The great way is both nameless, and mysterious and mysterious is true. Inaction is not the way, and inaction is also a way. Those who pursue inaction may be inaction? The way is from the sky to the nine netherworlds; from the universe to the smallest, as far as Sumeru. Nature is the way, and compassion for oneself is the way, and mercy is the way, and mercy is the way, and mercy is the way. Fish forget each other in the rivers and lakes, and people forget each other in the Taoist arts." What Zhou Cheng said this is heartfelt, not just to refute Lao Tzu, but also to teach the human race.

"I'm leaving, don't forget the words of the Qinglian Taoist Qingqiu Mountain. Within five hundred years, those who will act rashly will die." Zhou Cheng had already calculated that the human race would not be forced to leave again, so he stopped caring about it and went straight away.

When everyone heard what Zhou Cheng said, they all realized something. They never heard such great words on weekdays. I was even more surprised. Although this person said, although he seemed to refute his face, he really heard something was gaining something. This person's origin was vague, and he didn't know who he was. In the prehistoric times, there were also experts who could not hide, and he did not think of Zhou Cheng. However, what he said before leaving was a little reasonable. Although he believed that he was not afraid of the fourth junior brother of Qingqiu Mountain, there was Nuwa behind the human race. Because the human race really wanted to fight life and death, he was afraid that Nuwa would not stand by. He was afraid that the other junior brothers would not be able to stand by. He was afraid that the facial was not good-looking, so he only let the other junior brothers laugh at it.

"Well, you have been hiding for 500 years. When the time comes, I will make a decision." I stopped talking and turned back to Shouyang Mountain.

[The dean was in class in the morning and could not escape. At three o'clock in the afternoon, my classmate accidentally lent me more than 1,000 and said he would accompany me to buy a computer. The school was a one-hour drive from Hongqi Road Computer City. I went to and from the computer to choose the computer. It was already past 9 o'clock when I came back and didn't have any food. I quickly coded a chapter and uploaded it on my friend's computer. Today is this chapter, so everyone should give me more.

I won’t say anything, I will bring in broadband tomorrow and I will definitely write.]

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