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

Chapter 356 Xiantian Five-Flag Banner, 600 Years
Too plain.

Wa Palace.

Nuwa's body was full of fairy light, and in the haze, the round snake body could be seen indistinctly, turning into slender jade feet, and purple auspicious clouds were born under the feet.

She then waved her hand, and the wide sleeves of her neon clothes swayed, and the map of mountains and rivers and the country hanging in Wahuang Palace floated out, flying out from Tai Sutian to the world!
The Map of Mountains, Rivers, and Lands flew out from the Taisu sky, and became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a scroll of billions of feet of heaven and earth, stretching across the nine heavens and ten earths!

next moment.

A powerful and vast aura enveloped the prehistoric world, and then disappeared!
Where the Great Desolation was originally located, the aura of chaos rolled in and completely submerged it, as if the world had never been opened up here.

……

at this time.

Chaos, Yujing Mountain, Zixiao Palace.

A pair of Gujing Wubo's eyes are always staring at Hong Huang.

It was Daozu Hongjun.

Ever since the creatures of chaos invaded the Great Desolation, he has been watching quietly.

Not a word was said.

It seems that all this has nothing to do with him.

In fact, no one cares more about the prehistoric world than him.

After all, this is his place of enlightenment, half of his ashram.

If Pangu has no objections.

Hongjun retracted his gaze, and then looked around, only to see that Zixiao Palace had already been shrouded in the cage of fate.

At the beginning, he and the gods of the heavens calculated his heavenly body, but they also calculated themselves.

Today, Tiandao Hongjun cannot return to the prehistoric world, and he and the saints of the heavens cannot come to the world either.

Otherwise, with Tongtian's temperament, he would have already led [-] disciples to kill him, so why would he use the bull demon who surrendered to design a lure.

Daozu looked at the Dao of Destiny around him, and muttered to himself:
"All along, I have underestimated you."

"I didn't expect that you, a mediocre person who wanted to hide Honghuang wholeheartedly, would take the initiative to expose Honghuang's beacon."

"Hongtian, what made you change like this?"

"Could it be that you have been hiding your true nature?"

"No, it's impossible. You are just an unconscious dao body cut off by Pindao. All your thinking comes from the will of heaven left by Pangu. What happened to you in the chaos, let you have Changes now?"

Hongjun opened his mouth quietly, and said the Taoist name of Tiandao Hongjun, which was only known to the two of them.

Then, he sighed.

He had spent his whole life chasing him, so why didn't he hold back at the last moment, he was confused by the power of heaven, and joined forces with the prehistoric.

"Pangu...everyone thinks you are the reckless man who killed three thousand gods and demons, but who knows, you are the real mastermind behind the scenes. This power of heaven is the trap you left in the prehistoric world, the trap you planned for eternity... "

"At the beginning, you even cut off your fate, but you just let Pindao and Luohu go. Isn't it just to choose one of us to take care of this prehistoric world for you?"

"Unfortunately, Pindao won..."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he half-lyed on the cloud bed, closed his eyelids, and swept across the dojo of the saints in the heavens with his spiritual thoughts, and said faintly:
"You guys, I really don't have the right to complain that Poverty Dao used his position as a sage of the Dao of Heaven to plot against you."

"Pangu counted on Pindao first, and then Pindao can only count on you Pangu's descendants... All of this is what I learned from your Father God."

"It's just that I didn't expect that the first one to stand up and guard the flood was a human race..."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, and Zixiao Palace fell into silence.

……

Earth Immortal.

Zhen Yuanzi saw that Nu Wa had protected the prehistoric land with the map of mountains, rivers and land, so he looked away.

This treasure, together with his Dishu Shanhaijing, Yuanshi's Tianshu Fengshenbang, Pingxin's book of life and death, Hetu Luoshu accompanied by Emperor Jun... and all other innate spiritual treasures, are all the chaotic youth that gave birth to Pangu's father god. Transformed by lotus petals.

The gods and gods only know that the books of heaven, earth, and people are powerful and powerful, but they don't know that this scroll of mountains, rivers and communities is the most treasured treasure among them.

It is said that the mountains, rivers and land in this painting are not prehistoric worlds.

It is an inner world bred by a treasure of chaos.

However, Zhen Yuanzi also knew that only a map of mountains, rivers and communities could not completely solve the hidden dangers of floods and famines.

The coming chaotic gods and demons are not the previous group of waste materials, but real powerhouses.

"Nuwa Empress, to us innate beings, although time is not worth mentioning, a thousand years is fleeting."

"But this time it's about defending against the enemy rather than practicing. The enemy will probably have already entered the prehistoric world in the next moment."

"You want to bless the prehistoric world for 1000 years under the deduction of Chaos God and Demon, it's not that simple."

"No, she does have this ability."

"All the gods and immortals were trapped in the dojo by the oath of heaven signed last time. But the map of Shanhe Sheji can break through the cage of fate and cover up the prehistoric world. Naturally, it is not that simple."

At this moment, Taoist Hongtian, who had gone somewhere, suddenly appeared in front of Zhen Yuanzi.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the breath on his body seemed to have changed again, and he said:
"If it's not as expected by the poor, the Nuwa who holds the map of the mountains and rivers and the land, together with the Zhoutian star array of the remnants of the demon clan, is enough to guard the chaos for 1000 years."

"However, for the poor, let alone 1000 years, 1 years, or 10 years, what's the problem?"

"Could it be that after 1000 years, fate will still go against the current?"

Only then did Zhen Yuanzi raise his head, staring at this Taoist who was extremely similar to Taoist ancestor, but increasingly dissimilar, and asked:

"Aren't you afraid to expose yourself when you expose the beacon of the Great Desolation?"

"The next time the gods and demons attack, it will not only be as simple as destroying Kyushu. The entire Great Desolate Continent may be completely destroyed, and even the fragments of heaven and earth will not be recovered."

Hearing the words, Hong Tian still looked towards the direction where Hong Huang disappeared, and said:

"You underestimate the poor."

As soon as he finished speaking, with a casual move, all the ten ancestral veins that were suppressing Zhen Yuanzi were dispersed and returned to their original positions.

The ancestral vein returned to its place, the Earth Immortal Realm was shaken, and the spiritual energy became abundant again.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, wondering what this unpredictable Tiandao Hongjun was going to do.

next moment.

But he heard Hong Tian's voice ringing in his ears.

"Come, play chess with Pindao."

Jin Yuanzi: ...

……

flood.

The map of Shanhe Sheji covers the entire world, even 33 days, are included in it.

Although the six sages of the heavens can break through the space of the map of mountains, rivers and land, this time they reached a tacit understanding that is rare.

Saints, no one has shot.

Even, saints from all sides have resorted to their own means.

The power of reincarnation covering the mountains, seas and land began to expand continuously, and submerged into the borders of the map of mountains, rivers and land.

One hundred thousand disciples behind the Master Tongtian got up one after another and turned into a stream of immortal energy and fell into the world. The magic power of the supernatural magic surged from their bodies, and they soared into the sky. , The mountains, the sea, the heavens and the earth are the formations, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is laid.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Kunpeng behind him, and the latter sighed, naturally knowing what Yuanshi Tianzun meant.

He held Hetu Luoshu in his hand and handed it to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi protected his life, and he had to hand over Hetu Luoshu to Yuanshi at a critical moment, which was the condition they had negotiated from the beginning.

Yuanshi held the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, and an aura that was very similar to the Shanhe Sheji Tu but completely different rose from the Yuxu Palace, protecting the nine heavens and ten earths.

Then, an apricot-yellow flag broke through the air immediately, and it turned out to be the Central Wuji Xingyellow Flag, one of the five-party flags of that day.

But seeing the apricot-yellow flag fluttering, thousands of earthy-yellow Wutu lotus flowers fell all over the sky, and each one fell turned into a high mountain. These high mountains were arranged on the border of the wilderness according to the mysterious trajectory, blocking the chaotic abyss.

Da Luotian, Bajing Palace.

Xuandu was surprised when he saw the Xinghuang flag flying out of Yuxu Palace, he smiled lightly and said:
"I didn't expect that Master Uncle would be so generous that he would be willing to take out the protective treasure of the Son of the Conferred God."

"Since this is the case, the disciples will also contribute."

After the Master Xuandu finished speaking, he opened his sleeves, and a bright red flag appeared in his hand.On this flag, the air of Lihuo was filling and waving, and the phantom of a fire lotus appeared faintly!
Xuandu dragged the precious flag in his hand into the air, and it turned into a huge mountain in an instant. Countless red fire lotus fell on the Wutu mountain of Xinghuang Banner, and suddenly the flames burst out, and the continuous mountain turned into a mountain of flames.

"Wujixing yellow flag, off-the-ground fireworks flag..."

"Unexpectedly, this time, Yuanshi would actually help Nuwa..."

"What Yuanshi wants is also the current luck of the human race. The world is gone, so what kind of god does he make?"

"Junior Brother, this matter is related to the great prosperity of the West, and we, the Western Sect, should also contribute."

Western Paradise.

After Jieyin Zhunti's words fell, they looked at each other and nodded slightly at Maitreya.

Then, a small blue flag with thousands of fairy flowers fluttering fell into Maitreya's hands. He injected western magic and threw it casually. In a short time, clouds were born on the flowers, flowers were born in the clouds, and thousands of rays of light shone on the prehistoric land.

At the same time, West Kunlun.

A burst of strange fragrance hit the ground, filled with white, countless clouds and mist rose, and the plain cloud flag in the hands of the Golden Mother of Yaochi rose through the sky.

Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

Patriarch Styx was sitting in the Blood River Palace, listening to hundreds of thousands of Asuras crying and howling, not knowing what to say.

His face was extremely ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched unceasingly, holding the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag in his hand, he didn't know what to say.

The five square flags of heaven and earth, now only the pole in his hand is left, what else can he say?

"Your Majesty is so merciful and merciful, Pindao is willing to help Your Majesty with...strength..."

The sea of ​​blood at the foot of the Styx River turned up a shocking wave, and countless Asuras sank in it. Xuanyuan controlled the water flag and broke through the sky, leaving the Nether Blood Sea.

Great wasteland.

The prehistoric end.

In the endless years since the creation of the world, the five congenital flags gathered together for the first time.

Wuji Xinghuang Banner, Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, Lidi Fireworks Flag, Plain Cloud Border Flag, Xuanyuan Control Water Flag, the five innate spirit treasures release different precious lights, and the majestic spiritual power spurts out. A piece of lotus petals was faintly condensed!
Huge petals of five colors were suspended in the sky, and they were faintly pieced together into a five-petal lotus that exuded vast power!

As soon as this ancient and shining lotus appeared, the primordial spirits of all the gods in the heavens couldn't help being shocked, and a feeling of prostration and worship arose in their hearts, and they couldn't help but bowed to salute.

Especially the innate beings who have practiced since the creation of the world.

When they saw this phantom lotus flower, they had the urge to offer their primordial spirit.

Because, all their mana comes from the body of this lotus flower.

Chaos Qinglian.

Nuwa's eyes fell on the phantom of the five-petaled lotus, and she was not happy because of the gathering of the innate five-party flags. She looked extremely calm, as if she had already guessed that the gods of the heavens would also take action to guard the prehistoric world.

after all.

Only Tiandao Hongjun wants to obliterate Pangu's will by smashing the prehistoric world, so as to monopolize the power of Tiandao.

All living beings in the prehistoric world, all the gods and gods, no one wants the prehistoric world to be broken.

Of course, if it is for selfishness to trigger a war, which will eventually lead to the destruction of the world, it is not among them.

Nuwa then said quietly:
"Di Xin, under the avenue of karma, there are many ways. Deduction, hope, divination... everything is karma. Many of the chaotic gods and demons who control the avenue of karma are so powerful that I have to shy away from them, even hard to reach."

"This time we fell into the calculations of heaven and killed many chaotic gods and demons who entered the genealogy. In the holy city where they are, there must be someone who can calculate the location of the prehistoric."

"Even if I use the map of the mountains and rivers to cover up the secrets of the sky, I can only buy thousands of years for the prehistoric times."

"The magic weapon of fellow Taoists can last for another 600 years."

"After 600 years, there will be a real invasion of gods and demons."

When Zi Shou heard the words, he subconsciously wanted to say something, are all saints so precise?

600 years?

Why not live another 500 years?

But he didn't care about this, and immediately asked:
"Your Majesty means that from now on, the human world and even the entire prehistoric world will only have 600 years."

Nuwa's voice came and said:

"Yes, the time left for you is only 600 years."

"One thousand and six hundred years, for us cultivators, is just a flick of a finger. Neither the cultivation base nor the magic weapon can break through to a higher level."

"Even if we retreat and practice painstakingly, after 500 years, our immortal gods' strength will not be much improved compared to now."

"So, if you want to protect the prehistoric world, it depends on you in the end."

"The only force that can create miracles in a thousand years is the human race."

Nuwa's voice was not only transmitted to Chaoge, but also resounded in the nine heavens and ten earths, reminding the gods and gods of all the miracles since Zishou came to the throne.

It has only been five years since Qishui slayed the gods for this human king.

But in the past five years, he has done too many earth-shattering things, almost every one of which changed the fate of the prehistoric.

Edict to protect the gods.

Popularize fairy crafts.

Open Tongtian Port.

Get rid of the poisonous miasma of heaven and earth.

……

Even, unified Kyushu.

Each of these things can be called a miracle for the human race, but he did it by himself.

But all of this, after all, is only for the human race.

For the entire flood, the impact is not very great.

All the gods and immortals looked at the world, discussing endlessly.

"Can the human race really create miracles? But, they are too weak..."

"The human race is not only physically weak, but more importantly...their lifespan is too short..."

"That's true, but in a hundred years, no matter how talented you are, how strong can you be?"

"Have you forgotten the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of the human race?"

"The Three Emperors and Five Emperors are the sanctification of merit. Now there is no merit in the world, and practice can only be enlightened. Besides, even the Three Emperors and Five Emperors will not be able to stop the next invasion of gods and demons."

"Pindao believes in the human race, not for anything else, but because the poor dao believes in Empress Nuwa! Don't forget, the human race was created by the empress, and she knows more about the human race than anyone else. If the empress says it is possible, then it will be possible!"

"If you don't believe in the human race, do you have a solution? Just as your mother said, more than 1000 years have passed with the flick of a finger. You and I closed our eyes and then opened them. But the human race is different. Their understanding of the Dao seems to be unique. Different abilities. When they closed their eyes and opened them, they realized the Dao."

All the gods and gods were discussing, with worries and trust in their hearts, but more of them were hesitant.

Most of them don't even know why the Chaos Gods and Demons invaded the Great Desolation.

But this does not affect their concern for the country and the people, worrying about their own lives.

At this time, Zishou stood on the gate of Shenwu, listening to all kinds of conversations in the world, he seemed to be facing Nuwa, and also seemed to be facing the gods and gods, and said:

"One thousand and six hundred years is enough."

"The next cell should be opened."

(End of this chapter)