The Mysterious Origin of Creation

Chapter 85 All are equal under the Saint

The avenue that was extremely high in the past has become very clear, and everyone is trying hard to comprehend the avenue.

I don't want to miss this rare time. I feel that my Taoism is improving rapidly, and a gap has been drawn between the existence here and the existence that will be born in the future.

Only by making greater efforts and extremely great opportunities can there be hope to catch up with the existence here, only hope.

The great supernatural powers here are also divided into different levels of comprehension and talent. Not all existences are innate and sacred, there are also acquired creatures, and acquired creatures can also achieve extremely powerful achievements.

You can also achieve Daluo Jinxian, which is not the privilege of innate sacredness.

As long as you are the spirits of heaven and earth, you can achieve Daluo Jinxian, and the chance of innate sacredness is even greater.

Closer to the avenue of heaven and earth.

In Chen Yuan's observation, not far from him, there is an existence whose true form is a mouse, which is an acquired creature.

Perhaps in the eyes of the avenue, all living beings are equal, regardless of innate or acquired, and even if you are born innate, you must work hard.

The three pure ones sitting in front were listening very attentively. They were transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit, and they had an incomparable advantage in the cultivation of primordial spirit.

They were extremely talented and were first-class in the entire prehistoric world.

Chen Yuan was no worse than them. His innate aura of creation was transformed into a form, and it was the same level of Taoism as Luohou's innate aura of destruction.

Luohou was an existence that could compete with Hongjun. The innate aura of creation of the same level would naturally not be inferior to the three pure ones.

Chen Yuan paid more attention to Nuwa next to him. In the myths and legends of his previous life, the human race was created by Nuwa.

He paid more attention to Nuwa, especially the Great Dao of Creation.

He cultivated the Great Dao of Creation, and paid more attention to the existence that might cultivate the same Great Dao.

It surprised him that Nuwa was not cultivating the Great Dao of Creation in his perception.

"Perhaps the Great Dao of Creation is just a legend, and it is not only the Great Dao of Creation that can create living beings."

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. The other party was the legendary Nuwa, and now he is.

Although he is a congenital saint, his identity will still affect Chen Yuan.

A great way can only support one existence to prove the Dao, if there is an existence that proves the Dao of Hunyuan.

How can Chen Yuan not care about such a lifelong regret? His Dao of Creation is not something that can be changed at will.

His Dao of Creation has no superior Dao that can be sublimated.

If you change your own Dao, it is also possible.

But such a thing cannot be done. Once changed, the pillar that supports your cultivation realm will be cut off.

The realm will be lost.

You have to start practicing from the immortal again, re-understand the true meaning, and re-cultivate the Dao.

It means that you will lose most of your power, and the existence of the Daluo Jinxian will be even more dangerous.

The power that used to cover the long river of fate will be lost, and everything you have will be presented to the enemy.

It will tell the prehistoric world that you have lost your power.

Unless you have an extremely powerful existence to protect you through this period of weakness.

As long as there is hope, no one will choose such a path.

Behind Nuwa, Jie Yin Zhunti could not tell what they had gained. She did not have much expression, and a pure golden glow surged on her body.

There were all kinds of great supernatural powers below, and some of them would suddenly laugh wildly.

Such an existence lost the opportunity and was sent away from Zixiao Palace. Perhaps his root nature was insufficient and he could not withstand the power of the Great Dao.

Facing the Great Dao directly requires a strong root nature and a solid foundation.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the outliers among them. They were bored. Occasionally, Hongjun would talk about some ways of refining the body, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were interested in listening.

The endless void was very peaceful. It can be said that any unpeaceful state was peaceful here.

There were not too many things that could cause too many fluctuations.

In the endless void, there was a green bead. It was too large to be called a bead.

On the green fetal membrane, there were other colors that were gradually increasing.

It seemed that there was a transcendent existence, coloring this world in an invisible place.

Chen Yuan was communicating with this world, and sometimes verifying with this world could solve the problems that appeared on the Great Dao of Creation. The boundless void energy was absorbed, and an energy storm appeared in the endless void.

Three thousand years is not a long time for the great masters, but it makes the great masters reluctant to leave.

On this day, the voice of preaching in Zixiao Palace stopped.

The great masters missed the feeling of easy understanding of the great Dao.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Hongjun on the high platform, and keenly discovered that Hongjun was a little tired.

Perhaps it was his own illusion, Chen Yuan thought to himself, the first saint in the prehistoric world was actually tired.

Hongjun saw the great gods and opened his eyes. He didn't have much expression.

Even the trace of fatigue that Chen Yuan suddenly saw seemed to have never existed.

Hongjun's calm voice sounded: "This lecture is over. The next lecture will be held after a Yuanhui. You can digest it well. If you have any questions, you can ask them."

If you didn't believe it when you first entered the Zixiao Palace, you didn't doubt it at all now.

The extremely high and lofty avenue appeared in front of you. Such magical powers and such Taoism made the great supernatural powers feel unattainable.

Even if there is no such kindness, you are a good child in front of Hongjun.

At this time, a being stood up. Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, had made great progress in his realm at this time. He had cultivated to the peak of the late stage of the Golden Immortal. Chen Yuan had reached the perfection of the Golden Immortal.

"Teacher, what kind of achievements and magical powers does a saint have?"

As soon as these words came out, all eyes were attracted to see Hongjun's magical powers, especially outside the Zixiao Palace.

There is a world of great power, an extremely vast world. Although it is not as big as the prehistoric world, it is still far beyond their reach.

There are many great masters who have opened up the world. The highest achievement of Pangu the Great God is to open up the prehistoric world.

The beings living in it have a vision for opening up the world and hope to open up a world.

Like Chen Yuan, there are many who have been to the endless void and opened up the world in it.

Compared with Hongjun's world of great power, it is not enough to compare.

They have tried to separate the clear and turbid in the chaos, but the clear and turbid in the chaos are not something they can separate.

Hongjun did not hide it: "A saint, also known as Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, is a being who monopolizes a great way and becomes the upper stream of this great way. He is Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can open up the great world, quasi-saints can open up the middle world, and Daluo can open up the small world."

After a pause, he continued: "A saint knows everything, the great world, and sees the past, present, and future in his eyes. He plays time and space, birth and death, and reincarnation in his palms. With a thought, the way of heaven changes. There is no limit, no birth and no death. All those below the saint are ants."

Other magical powers may not be heard too clearly, but all those below the saint are ants. This sentence was heard clearly, and there was a strong desire to become a saint.

The beings who were originally very calm all looked very eager. If they did not become saints, they would be ants. They were all beings who had practiced hard for countless years. Who would be willing to be an ant?

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