White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

The goddess held the five-color sacred earth in her hands and flew up to the sky, holding the sky with her hands to repair the holes.

As the sacred soil continued to fill the cracks, the rushing water of the Tianhe River finally slowed down a little. Nuwa, who had the rare five-color sacred stone, could only continue to use her great magic power to absorb it from the primitive world, and then put it into the cauldron for refining.

The repair work is far from simple as imagined. Although Nuwa has become a saint, she is not Pangu after all. She has tried her best to repair it slowly. If it were not for Sanqing and others to help sort it out, the heaven and earth may have merged at this moment!

There is a vast ocean on the ancient land, with a sky white lotus floating on it, and countless white lotus phantoms floating around, hosting countless creatures, like a giant lantern parade.

The joy mixed with it has reached a very exaggerated level. Chang Yi has already fallen into a state of enlightenment, and saving people depends entirely on instinct.

As his understanding continued to deepen, a ray of red aura burst out from his spiritual consciousness, entangled in Chang Yi's soul, and continued to purify his quasi-sage magic power.

The already perfect state began to continue to rise, and then it reached the wonderful state of being a saint above the quasi-sage, and the externally manifested white lotus also emitted golden light.

This golden light contains all the Taoist insights that Chang Yi has gained since his incarnation. If the living beings in the lotus are extremely qualified, they can use this to realize the Tao and become golden immortals in the future.

The rise of Bailian's aura also disturbed Sanqing and others. They knew that Master Taiyue had realized the path to becoming a saint, and becoming a saint was not far away. They couldn't help but feel the weight of following, and the profound experience of Yuanshi.

After entering the quasi-sage, one's own path has become clear. The more this happens, the more discord Yuanshi and Tongtian become. This is the same as the battle between Gonggong and Zhurong.

The struggle between paths cannot be reconciled, unless one party completely abandons his own path and turns to another path, but it is simply impossible for Tongtian and Yuanshi. Even if they want to, they can't do it. This is destiny.

I am afraid that the Sanqing family will officially separate after the two become saints. Although they will not directly quarrel with each other, it can also be foreseen that the juniors of the two religions will soon fight for the master to compete for the reputation of orthodoxy.

It's still too early to mention this at this time. Nuwa has repaired most of the cracks, and the floods in various places in the wilderness have begun to subside, but the roar of the earth still has not stopped.

Everyone on the Lich battlefield finally stopped. After knowing that Gonggong and Zhu Rong died together and had a collision with Zhou, Hou Tu blamed himself extremely.

The powerful officials on both sides could no longer care about the fight. Di Jun and the others hurriedly returned to the crumbling heaven where the heaven was stable. The ancestral witches also began to save the people of the Wu tribe from the flood disaster.

The earth finally began to stop shaking, and the heaven was no longer sinking with the stability of Di Jun and others, but this was not a long-term solution.

On top of the ruins of Mount Buzhou, Nuwa tried her best to fill up the cave, and there was a piece of the five-color sacred stone left, and she threw it to the southeast.

Chang Yi, who was immersed in enlightenment, also woke up and found that he had broken through the quasi-sage realm, but was still not at the level of a saint, which was very mysterious.

At this time, Nuwa still looked solemn. Without Buzhou Mountain, how could the heaven and earth support it?

"Do you have any ideas to support this world again?"

Naturally, Sanqing and others didn't know. After all, no one would have thought that there would be a Chaos Black Turtle in the North Sea. It was one of the demon gods that survived the creation of the sky by Pangu. How could he pop out at this time after being in obscurity for so many years?

It's a pity that the reason why he was able to survive in Kaitian was precisely because of this moment. After all, he still couldn't escape the calculation of heaven.

Sure enough, before Chang Yi could point out the matter, a Taoist priest appeared from the sky, and everyone hurriedly saluted him.

"Meet Dao Ancestor!"

It turned out that Hongjun was here. At this moment, he didn't say anything idle and directly suggested that Nuwa go to the North Sea to look for turtles. Nuwa flew away immediately without delay when she was ordered to do so.

After Nuwa left, Hongjun looked at Sanqing and others and warned them.

"This catastrophe is the catastrophe of the opening of heaven. You cannot stop it by force. I have my own arrangements."

Everyone hurriedly agreed, and Daozu nodded, then looked at the white lotus floating in the flood with a smile.

"Fellow Taoist cares about the common people. Heavenly Dao and I already know that, and we will never let down fellow Taoist's hard work!"

Chang Yi did not expect that Daozu would say such words, but the soul showed up and saluted, while several others had long been numbed by Chang Yi's successive performances.

Even Dao Ancestor was not surprised to directly call him brother and fellow Taoist, and he felt that this should be the case.

After giving instructions for everything, Daozu returned to Zixiao Palace without staying any longer. He had already begun to merge with the Tao, but he still had a trace of humanity that was not fully integrated yet, so he came here to give advice.

When Nuwa arrived in Beihai, she had already found the black turtle through a ray of energy left by the Taoist ancestors. It was indeed extremely huge from a wide perspective. The turtle's back just exposed on the sea surface was almost as big as Mount Buzhou.

She is not a ruthless person, but in order to stabilize the world, she has to use her limbs as pillars.

"The world is unstable, so I can only use your body. I won't hurt your soul. When the repair of the world is completed, I will send you to the next life."

Xuangui snorted angrily after hearing this. How could he agree? The man who had managed to survive from the beginning of time to the present without showing his face and causing no trouble, was yet to suffer such a disaster, and the resentment in his heart suddenly boiled.

He directly raised his towering feet and stamped towards Nuwa, threatening to crush her to pieces.

It's a pity that all saints are ants. This kick seemed to set off a huge wave, but to Nuwa, it was like a child playing in the water. Seeing that it not only refused to allow it but also started to attack, Nuwa stopped talking nonsense, took out the hydrangea and pointed at him. Hit the head.

The black turtle relied on the hardness of its carapace to receive the treasure, but before it could say any harsh words, it was hit by a hydrangea ball. The words stuck in its throat were replaced by wailing sounds.

boom!

The huge turtle body was staggered after being smashed! He suddenly vomited blood and became confused.

Seeing Nuwa's power, he didn't dare to resist anymore, and quickly shrank his head and feet, preparing to be a duck like a tortoise avoiding the sky-opening axe.

It's a pity that Nuwa is not worried. For others, the tortoise shell is indeed difficult to break, but with this hydrangea in her hand, she is dedicated to smashing the soul. She just threw it a few times and completely killed the tortoise.

It's a pity that this turtle escaped from the man-made disaster and finally fell here.

Seeing a ray of soul floating out of the corpse, Nuwa still took him into her hands. After all, it was better to give him a good reincarnation than to make up for her own mistakes.

After collecting the soul, Nuwa uncovered the tortoise corpse, took off its four legs and made four divine pillars, which were placed at the four poles of the ancient wilderness to stand up to the sky.

In this way, the heaven and earth finally stabilized, and the four heavenly pillars were now located at the extreme ends of the four directions. There was no need to worry about being knocked down. The heaven that had fallen tens of thousands of miles was also supported again and stood on the three realms.

After the world was stabilized, Sanqing and others also recovered the spiritual treasures everywhere, and then helped Chang Yi sort out the floods and collect them into the four seas.

As the flood receded and the earth slowly emerged, Chang Yi put away his body and released all living beings back to their original places.

Chang Yi sighed as he looked at the various creatures returning home. Although he rescued many creatures, there were only a few human beings. He didn't know whether the human race in Shouyang Mountain had escaped this disaster.

At this time, Nuwa held up the Tianzhu and returned to Buzhou Mountain. Seeing that everyone had not left, she cupped her hands and thanked her. Several people quickly returned the gift and said they did not dare.

After Sanqing and others left, Chang Yi came to Nuwa and asked about the black turtle. This turtle was pitiful. If it wasn't in disarray, he planned to take care of it, so it wouldn't take much effort.