Sanqing, Nuwa, Jie Yin and others looked bitter.

Thinking about people like me who work hard and pursue the Tao and fruit all their lives, it is just like eating and drinking, and it is achieved without any effort at all.

It really leaves people speechless.

The five saints just paid it back.

In the distance, the demon and witch clans, as well as thousands of casual cultivators, almost choked to death on their own saliva. They held the words "MMP" in their throats and dared not speak out.

However, after the pressure of the saint appeared, he had to bow his head and bow respectfully.

The sourness in my heart made my teeth fall apart.

The story of a person attaining enlightenment and chickens and dogs ascending to heaven happens in every era.

However, they have never seen the story of someone becoming a saint immediately and directly reaching the top level of power in the world.

"Sir, I have become a saint."

Chang Xi was startled and finally realized what had happened. A joy filled her heart and she could no longer hold back the smile on her face.

"Yes, you have become a saint. You don't need to call me master anymore."

Yang Lin smiled and said, "I haven't thanked Teacher Hongjun yet."

"You will always be my master."

Changxi smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits, and she said something first.

Stepping forward, he bowed to Patriarch Hongjun and said, "Thank you, Master, for making me successful."

"No gift."

Hongjun nodded and said to Yang Lin: "How about the three clans standing together and having a truce for ten thousand years, and the saint will no longer interfere?"

"Can."

Yang Lin smiled.

What is the cause of today's incident?

That is, the human race was oppressed and reduced to blood food and sacrifices, and then the saints were attracted to take action, and all parties fought.

Now Hongjun Daozu has spoken and declared a truce for ten thousand years.

At the rate of reproduction and growth of the human race, not to mention tens of thousands of years, even if it takes three to five thousand years, a large number of golden immortals and Da Luo may appear. By then, the two races of demons and witches may not be able to withstand the human race.

of conquest.

This has been proved by later generations.

As long as enough time is given, the human race will be like locusts, defeating all opponents wherever their footprints can reach, and becoming the only protagonist in the world.

At the same time, it also avoids the shortcomings of having someone to help you all the time and not getting enough experience.

It is foreseeable that in the long years to come, more and more heroes will emerge from the human race and sing shocking songs.

After Hongjun Taoist said a few words, he came and left in a hurry without any delay.

At the same time, he also took the five weak saints away.

I don't know where it was settled.

According to what he said, if he didn't come out for ten thousand years, he should have found a place in the chaos and locked it up.

Or, let them recover and practice well.

Anyway, these are none of Yang Lin's business.

Nowadays, Hedao in the East China Sea has one sect and two saints, and its reputation is spread throughout the world, and no one dares to offend him.

The human tribes everywhere are developing with peace of mind, while the demon tribes are quietly shrinking their territory, not daring to provoke disputes, and the ancient world is peaceful.

Between heaven and earth, a great battle that day was spread quietly.

Yang Lin used the power of one saint to defeat the five saints and won the victory. Moreover, the news that Hongjun Taoist had to show his face and consecrated his Taoist companion Chang Xi shocked all living beings.

Also very wary.

At the same time, all tribes warned their descendants to stay away when they saw people from Hedao in the East China Sea.

…

This battle was indeed won.

Changxi also became a saint.

There is no one in this world who can fight.

However, Yang Lin was not very happy.

There was a doubt in his mind that he couldn't solve.

"Is it still useful to improve magical powers and skills, or to understand the laws of heaven and the law of the great road?"

"In a world that can break at the touch of a touch, why is there any need to experience it?"

He sat alone in the quiet room, with a faint glow between his brows, looking directly through the obstacles at Chang Xi, San Xiao and others practicing, and also saw the prosperous scene on Crane Island.

At the same time, I also saw that the human race was developing at an accelerating pace, with golden immortal-level divine martial arts masters emerging one after another, but my thoughts were far away.

"There is no necessary connection between worlds. Is the space-time passage through which martial arts travels real and illusory? Is this world of heavens as numerous as the number of sands in the Ganges river real or fake?"

I have reached this level of cultivation.

Yang Lin had already sensed part of the truth. He took a steady look at Chang Xi and the others, then disappeared from the place and entered the vast and colorful river of time and space.

In a flash, he returned to the world of the Republic of China. The will of God in this world became crazily active and wanted to attack. Yang Lin saw at a glance that God's will was gone, everything was calm, and there was not even a single fluctuation in the world of the Republic of China.

The Jingwu Sect is still prosperous, and its disciples are famous all over the world. Everyone in the Yang family is living a good life. They are now prosperous and healthy, and have nobility accompanying them.

Yang Lin looked at the world with a smile, his thoughts were all over the place, every mountain, every river, every plant and every tree was under his control.

He even discovered that this world, with a thought, could be brought into his own cave and turned into stars.

When all this was done, no one in the Republic of China was aware of it at all.

The world is stable and harmonious with itself.

Somehow, there seems to be certain laws that are being maintained and developed.

There is no need for Yang Lin to waste any effort at all.

After staring at the little mushroom for a long time, Yang Lin saw the grown-up little maid punching and kicking vigorously on the school ground, the punches buzzing with energy. Yang Lin smiled and left.

…

In the World of the Condor Shooting, on the edge of Taihu Lake, in the tent of a hundred thousand troops, Huang Ronghaitang was lying high, sleepy. Suddenly, her eyelashes moved and she opened her misty eyes.

He stretched out his jade arms to hug him to the side, with a look of panic on his face. He sat up suddenly, saw Yang Lin in front of his eyes, and let out a long breath.

"I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you had left me and would never come back..."

Huang Rong said coquettishly, seemingly dissatisfied. At midnight, Yang Lin got up alone.

"How could it be? It's just abdominal distension and I just woke up all night. Go back to sleep. It will be a while before dawn."

"I can't sleep anymore. This march, to conquer the Imperial City of the Kingdom of Jin, has to be done in one go and to catch them off guard. We have to make a good plan. Where is my map?"

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With upright troops, it is enough to attack the city, and there is no way to be invincible."

Yang Lin's eyes were full of doting, and he pinched the tip of Huang Rong's straight nose.

"That's right, I want to see you charge into the city."

Looking at Yang Lin, Huang Rong's eyes were filled with admiration.

Indeed, it would be easy for the man in front of him to attack the city with all his strength.

What's more, there are 100,000 martial arts soldiers under his command. Each of them can be used as a general in the past. No army in the world can resist them.

Peace is in sight.

…

Went to the edge of Taihu Lake.

I changed the world again and went to the Tang Dynasty. After having a good discussion with the concubines in the harem, I went to Journey to the West and reached the Conferred God.

Yang Lin once again walked in his footsteps.

I even took a trip to White Snake World and saw the ruins of Jinshan Temple.

After Long She and Tang Zichen drank a cup of tea, they finally returned to the time and space passage.

At this time, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

How did all of these, the countless worlds that we have experienced and those that we have never experienced, come into being?

Could it be that every world was created by a god like Pangu who opened the sky?

Unscientific.

Why can martial arts orders pass through the nodes of time and come and go at will?

Just like, this piece of heaven is my back garden.

So where did the martial arts order come from?

Could it be that there is a world above the heavens?

At the thought of this, Yang Lin could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart, and his martial arts slowly burned, heading straight to the deepest part of time and space, past countless layers of worlds, all the way up, and back to the source.

He wanted to see the end of time and space...
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