This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 322 The Long River of History VS The Measuring Ruler!
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After Zishou finished speaking, Yuxu Palace was still silent, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

I'm afraid this old bastard has learned to be too forgetful?
A moment ago, he was still speaking righteously there, opening his mouth and shutting his mouth about the destiny, but now he finds that he can't break the fate of the world, how can he not say a word, and don't care about his face?
Who said saints want face? ?

This is obviously not necessary.

Zishou chuckled, looked back and looked forward, only to see the long river of time and space drawn by the measuring ruler stretching thousands of miles, blocking the fairyland on earth behind him. He looked at Taoist Ran Deng and said:
"Time and space are considered to be among the strongest among the three thousand avenues, but now they are used by you as a prison, like a shrinking turtle."

"Tsk tsk, it's indeed the No. 1 thing in Escape from the Great Desolation."

Ran Deng faced the enemy head-on in Fengshen, only three times, against Zhao Gongming, Yun Xiao, and Kong Xuan respectively.

All three times they fled in embarrassment, the key point... they all escaped.

It can be seen that the leader of the fairy squad, the origin of the Buddha, can't win a fight, and escapes No.1.

When Ran Deng heard the words, he shook his head, but his face didn't change. Instead, the old god was there, and said:
"Di Xin, don't try to use your tongue. This poor way is for the common people of the world, for the preservation of the prehistoric world. How can a tyrant like you understand that?"

"You want to rule the world, we want the way of heaven to enshrine the gods, no one can back down half a step. But you are under the luck of the world, and we are under the luck of the way of heaven. If you don't want to fight, no one can fight In this way, whoever is strong will attack, and whoever is weak will hide, I don’t know how long it will be put on hold.”

"Is what Pindao said reasonable?"

Zishou chuckled and said, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have to fart."

Burning Lamp: ...

His old face kept twitching, suppressing his anger, and said:

"Di Xin! For us immortals, the most insignificant thing is time."

"There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and there is no time to cultivate immortals."

"If we don't want to fight, we'll wait here for 1 years. I'm afraid you're already a dead bone in the tomb, so how can you rule the world?"

"Di Xin, today's proposal to divide the battle between humans and immortals is an opportunity given to you by Master."

After burning the lantern, the eyes of the immortals and gods flickered, and they looked at the world, and the thoughts in their hearts were the same.

Nowadays, saints are not allowed to be born, if there is a war of conferring gods in the world, I am afraid that this world will not be able to withstand the attack of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

But Yuxu Palace obviously didn't want to suffer disasters in the world of mortals, and Di Xin didn't want the general soldiers of the great merchants to break into the luck of heaven and suffer heaven's punishment.

If anyone is weak, he will not be able to shrink back...

It is really possible that this battle of the Conferred Gods will never be finished.

If Emperor Xin Shouyuan came to an end, would anyone in this world be able to stop Yuxu Palace's calculations?

However, in their hearts, this kind of doubt only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared in an instant.

They stood there blankly, staring wide-eyed, staring blankly at the world.

I saw Zishou waved his hand casually, and took out a non-gold and non-wood jade plate with a half-smile, a strong Yimu good fortune flowed out of it, and a fragrance of innate spiritual roots spread all over Baili in an instant.

On the jade plate, five babies less than three inches in size sat on it.

Zishou smiled lightly, picked up a ginseng fruit and put it in his mouth, it melted in his mouth, and the articulate ginseng fruit instantly turned into a pure spiritual liquid and flowed into his stomach.

While eating, he said:

"Kong Xuan, how long can one live with this ginseng fruit?"

Kong Xuan was obviously also taken aback, looked away from the ginseng fruit, and replied:

"My lord, this is the innate spiritual root, and one can live for 7000 years after eating one."

Zishou nodded, and while talking and laughing, he threw another one into his mouth.

"hiss……"

At this moment, all the gods couldn't help stretching out their hands, wanting to stop that ginseng fruit from Zishou's mouth.

This is ginseng fruit!
Among the ten innate spiritual roots, only the spiritual fruit under the enlightenment tea tree is ranked...

In this tree, there is also an extremely pure way of life.

Since Zhen Yuanzi received the ginseng fruit tree, apart from the saints of the heavens, only you Hunyuan have the opportunity to taste one.

just now……

This guy actually swallowed them one by one!

For such heavenly objects, one must bathe and burn incense, choose an auspicious time to hold a feast, and invite fellow Taoists from all over the world to watch and taste together.

How could he be so reckless!

however……

The shock in their hearts hadn't disappeared, but Zishou took out another jade plate from the jade plate, took a bite, and the sound of juice overflowing resounded between heaven and earth.

The gods of the heavens: ...

Burning Lamp: ...

After Zishou ate three ginseng fruits, he smiled and said:
"Eating one can live forty-seven thousand years. Now that I eat three, I can count as a person who can live for 7000 years."

"Lan Deng, otherwise, you wait for 1 years and give it a try?"

Ran Deng's face was extremely ugly. Just as he was about to say that 10 years is only a flick of a finger, he saw Zishou's hand stretched out into the jade plate again. He suddenly lost his mind, looked at the earth fairy world, and said:
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, it is the law of heaven and earth that kings cannot live long. Do you know how much disaster this action will bring to the prehistoric world?"

After the words of Taoist Ran Deng fell, Zhen Yuanzi's voice came slowly, saying:
"Fellow Daoist Lantern, immortals can practice carelessly, but they can't talk carelessly."

"What does the disaster in the prehistoric world have to do with the fairy world of Pindao?"

"Brother Tree, do you mean yes or no?"

After speaking, he yelled at Zishou, saying:
"Shang Wang, if you finish eating the ginseng fruit, you must come again to get it!"

Daoist Ran Deng staggered when he heard the words, and almost put the fairyland in the world into the world. He said in a deep voice:

"Zhen Yuanzi, since the beginning of the world, whether it was the war between the three clans, the killing of the Eastern Prince, or even the cataclysm of the Lich...you have never intervened, and you have never interfered with the prehistoric affairs."

"Why today, you want to intervene in conferring the gods?"

"You helped Di Xin, and you were not afraid of karma, and you were on the list of gods?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's indifferent and elegant voice suddenly became a little colder, he laughed, and said:
"It's just a piece of paper that has refined the power of cause and effect. How dare you make a false claim to let Pindao be on the list?"

"Pindao heard that the sage refines the power of cause and effect in the heavenly way and luck, and condenses the magic whip, which can take the life of the famous immortal god on the list."

"Ran Deng, Pindao is giving you a chance to write the name of Wuzhen Yuanzi on it, and try to see if this whipping can move Pindao."

After Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, all the gods and gods were silent...

They couldn't intervene in this kind of conversation, and they even wanted to pretend that they didn't hear it.

What Zhen Yuanzi said was not to Ran Deng, it was clearly to the sage Yuanshi!

After all, only the Yuanshi sage can control the names on the list of gods.

Well, the Lord of the Earth Immortal has been keeping a low profile, what happened today?
Unexpectedly, hard against the saint?
When Ran Deng heard the words, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and said in a cold voice:
"Zhen Yuanzi, how dare you disrespect the saint?"

The voice of Ran Deng fell, Wuzhuang Temple, followed by Zhen Yuanzi's laughter, and then a voice that shocked the nine heavens and ten earths resounded in the earth fairy world.

Zhen Yuanzi chuckled and said:
"Saint, a sage of heaven. If there is no heavenly blessing, if there is no heavenly gift of fate, he is just a mixed yuan golden fairy."

"Poverty, what are you afraid of?"

"Ran Deng, don't forget the name of this deity."

After Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, he ignored it and didn't answer why he intervened in conferring the gods. Instead, he withdrew his consciousness. He stood under the ginseng fruit tree, looked at the bare branches above, sighed, and said, "Brother Shu , when you are full of children, you will have to wait for the next 9000 years."

Hearing the words, the ginseng fruit tree suddenly trembled for some reason, and the bark fell to the ground...

Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly, glanced at the Immortal Realm on Earth, and said:
"Since the divine throne was bestowed by the Dao of Heaven, Hunyuan have lived in seclusion one after another, not daring to be born, for fear of being killed by the saints to join the Dao. It has been hundreds of millions of years since the last breath."

"For hundreds of millions of years, the gods in the prehistoric world have probably forgotten the power of Hunyuan Daoguo."

"Now that the sage has returned to hermitage, we, Hunyuan, will eventually become the masters of this wild land again."

"A sage, it's just an official position under the Dao of Heaven."

After Zhen Yuanzi's words fell, the three worlds were silent, and the gods and gods swallowed as if struck by lightning, feeling unbelievable in their hearts.

Since the way of heaven retired and the saints came out, everyone knows that Hunyuan is the strongest on the prehistoric land.

but……

A saint is still a saint after all.

Zhen Yuanzi was so rude to the saint, it really exceeded their imagination.

Since the age of sentient beings, apart from Kong Xuan, there has been another immortal who disrespects saints

"Wait, Zhen Yuanzi just said, don't forget his name..."

"Who will forget his name? Isn't it Zhen... Zhenyuan... Zhenyuan??!"

At this moment, countless thoughts suddenly appeared in the hearts of the gods and gods. Their eyes flickered and they murmured:
"This... Could it be that Zhenyuanzi and Yuanshi sage had a festival before the coming of the sanctification era?"

Jade Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, and then took it back. Although his face was displeased, he didn't care. He continued to meditate and muttered to himself, saying:
"One after another, I couldn't bear it anymore."

Beside Yuanshi Tianzun, the Antarctic fairy bowed and asked:
"Master, do you want to go to Longevity Hill?"

Yuan Shi shook his head and said quietly:
"Zhen Yuanzi gave Di Xin the ginseng fruit in order to obtain the Sanguang Shenshui from Di Xin to cure the ginseng fruit tree of heaven and earth without decaying insects."

"Furthermore, he is holding a book from the ground, and he can sense the aura of the sage of heaven."

"I'm afraid, he has already noticed the change of the saint."

"Otherwise, with his temperament for hundreds of millions of years, he would never have said such a thing."

After Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, darkness flashed across his face, and these darkness actually cut off the connection between him and the way of heaven.

In his Dao heart, there is a red pill that condenses countless avenues. This red pill looks ordinary, but it suppresses the authority of the saint of heaven under the red pill.

Nanji Xianweng stood beside Yuanshi Tianzun, with mana circulating all the time, and helped Yuanshi Tianzun suppress this red pill in Yuanshen.

He sighed, and said:
"The retreat of the Way of Heaven was caused by the Supreme Saint and Empress Nuwa forcing the palace. Why is it that every saint is bestowed with a death pill by the Dao Patriarch?"

Yuan Shi shook his head, and said lightly: "I'm afraid it's not the gift of heaven, but the work of Taoist ancestors."

Nanji Xianweng asked suspiciously: "Old Daozu... what exactly do you want?"

Yuan Shi looked into the chaos and said:
"This Daoist Hongjun, I'm afraid the conspiracy is huge."

"The Great Desolation is broken into what it is now, he may have already taken a fancy to the world in the chaos."

"I've seen it, the kingdom of gods and demons."

"Today's heaven and earth can only stick to the prehistoric, and only the extremely aggressive human race can fight into the chaos."

"The Dao ancestor wanted to use the human race to expand the world and regain chaos. He wanted to give the human race power and let them fight to the death."

"And Pindao will not tolerate the human race gaining the power of heaven and earth, and it is impossible for Nuwa and Taishang to watch the human race go to chaos and die."

"This perishing elixir, naturally every saint will give it."

Hearing this, the Antarctic fairy bowed and said:
"Disciple understands."

"Master, will Di Xin agree to your proposal?"

Yuan Shi looked at the world and said lightly:
"I can't help him."

"He wants to rule the world, so how can there be no fairyland in the world?"

"He can't break through the endless river of time and space, so he can only agree to the proposal of this deity."

However, as soon as Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, his eyebrows frowned in vain. He vaguely felt a powerful force from the world.

This power...

It is very similar to the laws of time and space, but it is not quite the same.

"Impossible, how could Di Xin comprehend the principles of time and space?"

"No, it's not Di Xin who understands the principles of time and space."

Yuanshi's voice fell, only to hear Zishou standing under the fate of the world, and said:
"Ran Deng, sometimes the furthest distance is not the distance of the world, but the furthest distance...is the distance of thought."

"When you hid in the immortal sect and seized the sect's luck to practice, the world has changed."

"Whether it's a battle between humans or gods, what fear do I have?"

"However, it's not up to you and the gods to decide how to fight."

"Instead, I have the final say."

After Zishou's words fell, a divine thought was transmitted to Chaoge and to Shang Rong's ears, only to hear Zishou say:
"Old prime minister, take care of me with pen and ink."

After he finished speaking, the power of golden words appeared in the luck of the world!

The next moment, an old official of a great merchant appeared in front of Zi Shou. He was wearing the official uniform of the prime minister, although he was old but energetic, holding a volume of books and a pen in his hand, he bowed and saluted, saying:
"Veteran Shang Rong, I have met the King."

After Shang Rong finished speaking, he held the pen in his hand and spread out the scroll.

On the scroll, there are two words, History Book.

There are also two words engraved on the pen, Shibi.

this moment.

A force fell on Shang Rong from the fate of the world.

There seems to be a long river of history flowing in the scroll in his hand!
In this long river of time and space, there are figures standing one after another, and countless pictures are engraved on them. These pictures are all in the history of the human race, and they are worth remembering through the ages.

Zishou said:
"Ran Deng, you stole the tomb of the ancestor Qiankun, just now you got the measuring ruler, and you mastered a little bit of the power of time and space."

"How much have you learned about the real principles of time and space?"

"Time is respected and space is king. Time and space are the most powerful way of fusion, which contains the principles of heaven and earth. The universe is so big that you used it to escape."

After Zishou finished speaking, his calm voice fell, and he said:

"Old Prime Minister, I will help you comprehend the principles of time and space today. Let me say something, and you remember it."

Zishou looked at the mighty river rushing east and west in the world, and then said the first sentence.

"The dead are like gentlemen, never giving up day and night."

As soon as his words fell, a long river of time and space, in the luck of the world, suddenly emerged, rolling endlessly!
(End of this chapter)