Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

Yang Gui was moved after hearing this, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Please help me solve my doubts, fellow Taoist."

In fact, he also had many questions about the prehistoric world, and then asked, "In the previous battle, Hongjun and Luohou said that this world needs six innate gods to complete it, but there are seven including Luohou."

"What does this mean?"

Yang Mei Daxian pondered for a while, and then said, "When the prehistoric world was first created, the world was not complete; it requires the concerted efforts of countless sentient beings to complete it."

"The six innate gods correspond to the number of the six directions of heaven and earth; but the world has yin and yang, and it still needs sentient beings to complete it."

Speaking of this, Yang Mei paused.

"The numbers of yin and yang are the way and the devil; the struggle between the way and the devil is actually a struggle for the destiny of the world."

"The winner is the saint, and the loser is the one who makes up for the way!"

"As the Chaos Demon God, Hongjun has the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation. He is born with great luck and has long been chosen by the prehistoric heavenly way. The demon ancestor Luohou has long known this in his heart, but he is unwilling to become a material for making up for the way, nor does he want to become a puppet of the heavenly way and go against the heavenly way."

"The final result can only be to make up for the way."

"This prehistoric land seems glorious and vast; but because of the heavenly way, it needs to be perfected step by step."

The implication is that someone needs to fill the hole.

Yang Gui took a breath of cold air in his heart.

At this moment, he thought of Hongjun's integration with the way, even the six saints becoming saints, and his future death and so on.

Yang Mei Daxian sighed, "That's why I said before that my way is not here."

"The Heavenly Dao needs to be improved, and we Chaos Demon Gods are the first to contribute."

"The stronger the strength, the more preferred."

"Although Hongjun is favored by the Heavenly Dao, he will become the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao in the future, a puppet-like existence; but the Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Deviation is forty-nine. This is also his opportunity, and he may even be able to break free from the constraints of the Heavenly Dao and achieve the realm of the Supreme Immortal Hunyuan in the future."

Completing itself with the Chaos Demon God, how can the Honghuang Heavenly Dao do something similar to Pangu?

Yang Gui guessed secretly.

Hearing what Yang Mei Daxian said, he felt more and more in danger.

"Daoyou has a treasure that can conceal his own secrets, but the Heavenly Dao is completing it step by step, and will sooner or later sense your existence. I hope you will make plans early."

"Although there is some loneliness in the chaos, there are infinite possibilities; there may be other fellow Daoists."

Yang Mei continued.

Since the beginning of the world, this was the first time that he had spoken so much to a congenital god other than himself.

Finally, Yang Mei Daxian left Buzhou Mountain.

Leaving behind a pair of time and space cushions, he flew away from the prehistoric land and headed for the chaotic world.

In his words, after the battle between Taoism and demons, the world became more perfect; now was the time to leave the prehistoric land. If he didn't leave, he would be watched by the heaven if he waited any longer, and he would be in danger.

If he was in a state of complete victory, it would be fine. Now that his origin was not complete and his strength was greatly reduced, he could only flee far away.

Yang Gui sat cross-legged on the top of Buzhou Mountain, sighing in his heart, "It's not easy to get along in the prehistoric world..."

He also wanted to leave, but his strength did not allow it, so he had to continue to hide.

Putting away the pair of time and space cushions on the ground, Yang Gui stood up, and disappeared on the spot with a thought.

Not long after he left, several figures appeared here.

Looking at the remaining Tao rhyme around, he sighed in his heart.

"Nothing."

"Someone got there first!"

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In an unnamed valley, rich innate spiritual energy was everywhere.

Yang Gui sat cross-legged in the valley, and various formations were set up one after another.

Thinking carefully about what happened before, Yang Gui said to himself, "It's too risky to participate in the battle between Taoism and Demon this time."

Hongjun forced him again and again. Although he was helpless, he also participated in it with other thoughts.

Fortunately, it was done!

The only downside was that Hongjun remembered it.

With a flip of his palm, the palm-sized Qiankun Ding appeared in his hand.

The best innate spiritual treasure Qiankun Ding!

It came from Hongjun Shanshi's hand with the innate five-color divine light.

Yang Gui's huge soul power was poured into it. In the depths of the Qiankun Ding, a broken soul stayed quietly inside.

Qiankun Patriarch!

"As expected of the Chaos Demon God, he always likes to keep a hand in everything he does!"

Luo Hou and Hong Jun are like this, and the Qiankun Patriarch is even more like this.

I just don't know if the Yin-Yang Taoist has a backup plan.

The Qiankun Patriarch had already cut off a part of his own soul and left it at the bottom of the Qiankun Cauldron.

The previous sentence asking Yang Gui to save him was also for this reason.

"The Qiankun Cauldron is the tool used by Nuwa to repair the sky and refine the five-colored divine stone. Without this thing, I don't know if Nuwa can still repair the sky."

"As for the Qiankun Patriarch..."

Yang Gui's thoughts were rolling, "You use this thing as a reward, and in the future, I will give you a chance of immortality!"

The power of the soul surged.

The broken soul of the old ancestor Qiankun was pulled into the turtle back world by Yang Gui, and a pool of three-light divine water of a hundred feet in size was opened up and he was put in.

After doing all this, before he could make the next move, five figures appeared in the valley.

It was the real bodies of the Five Emperors he had bred.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the Five Emperors went into the turtle back world as soon as they appeared.

Throwing his palm.

The bloody aura instantly filled the world of thousands of miles.

Various dragon corpses, phoenix corpses, and unicorn corpses; the corpses of scales, birds, and beasts piled up into mountains!

Various spiritual treasures and spiritual essences appeared in the small world.

After the Five Emperors' real bodies did all this, they disappeared and returned to Yang Gui's body.

"A big harvest!"

"Just in time!"

The Five Emperors' real bodies were sent out when he left Buzhou Mountain and went to Yujing Mountain. They went to various races to steal spiritual treasures and collected the corpses of the three races on the battlefield.

Most of these corpses were innately sacred, and almost all of them were pure-blooded descendants of each clan.

After the war between the three clans, the pure-blooded descendants of the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn were pitifully few.

Most of them died in the war.

Yang Gui looked at the dragon corpse on the ground, and the law of the Great Dao of Creation appeared in his hand.

Drops of dragon blood flew out from the mountain of corpses below and condensed into his palm.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of Taiyi Jinxian blood!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of Jinxian blood!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of Xuanxian blood!

Condensed into a ball, sacred and solemn.

"Refine!"

Yang Gui shouted softly, and the law of the Great Dao of Creation broke away from his palm and flew towards the blood.

At the same time, a drop of blood in his body flew out and merged into it.

The innate energy rolled, and the power of the law wandered.

The Qiankun Ding flew into the air and absorbed the blood that had already merged in the air.

Yang Gui waved his hand, and the soul of the Qiankun Patriarch in the thousand-foot pit fell into the Qiankun Cauldron along with the Three Lights Divine Water.

Hu~~~

Various laws intertwined together to form the flame of law, which burned violently under the Qiankun Cauldron.

After doing all this, Yang Gui nodded with satisfaction.

"So, everyone is happy!"

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