At this time, Chu Ling had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly thought of an immortal scripture - "Creation Immortal Sutra"

Yes, when he was about to leave the West, the four emperors of the Immortal Feather God Dynasty once found him and made a deal with him, and the content of the transaction, coincidentally, was the "Creation Immortal Sutra", which had no power, but went the farthest with Changsheng.

And the "Creation Immortal Sutra" is the other great sage of the human race in the late dark period - the great sage of creation, just imagine, even the Nine Shadows Great Sage and other characters who shocked the past and the present cannot live for hundreds of thousands of years, so who else can reach this point?

Isn't there only the Great Sage of Creation who is also a great sage and has traveled very far on the path of immortality?

"The Great Sage of Creation, yes, except for the Great Sage of Creation, no one has such a strong vitality. Chu Ling was extremely sure in his heart, but the Great Sage of Creation was also clearly a great contributor to the rise of the human race, why was it banned?

I am afraid that it is not as simple as the saints joining forces, the realm above the saints, every step is very different, a group of saints, even if they are the top saints, want to ban the great saints, it is also a fool's dream.

In other words, when the old thing was banned, the Nine Shadows Great Sage also took action, and the two Great Sages both had great merit to the Terran race, why did they come to this point? Could it be the contradictions within the Terran Race and the mutual tilting of the two different camps? Or is there some other secret?

At this time, the four demi-saints and the old thing had completely torn their faces, and the war officially began, Yan Sheng took the lead, holding a long sword, and swinging a sword elegantly.

The sword qi was mighty, like a cross stream of the sea, a blazing white wave rose into the sky, sweeping towards the old thing, and there were also peerless creatures that had evolved in the Tao, holding war spears, roaring like sea gods.

As soon as the saint made a move, it was a world, and it was a world so real and so violent.

At the same time, the divine beast Fire Qilin from the Blue Fire Lotus Pond also made a move, he took a wild breath, and within a radius of a hundred miles, he was sucked into a vacuum, his abdomen swelled like a bucket, and red fire qi leaked out of his nostrils uncontrollably.

"Whew!"

The divine beast Fire Qilin suddenly spewed out a breath, and the flames turned into an ocean, surrounding the old things, and in the sea of fire, there were also immortal characters who manifested in the Dao, exuding a killing aura.

The offensive of the two demi-saints, twisted and entangled with each other, twisted together, dark blue on one side and red on the other, turned into an ancestral dragon ten thousand feet high, and the ancestral dragon of illusion supported the upper body, and the dragon head was raised.

"Spit" A surging dragon breath was spewed out, breaking through a long corridor and heading straight for the old thing.

"Roar!"

The old thing looked up and roared, his body constantly expanding, and the muscles exploded.

"Huh!" The black gold divine spear was thrown high by him, turning into a black gold divine dragon, which was also as high as 10,000 zhang and had an extraordinary momentum, just like a real dragon in the world.

"Uh-huh. ”

The black dragon's cry was desolate and tragic, like a strong man's singing, and the sound spread out, and a sad atmosphere enveloped the space.

This sad momentum is not from the old thing, but the sadness that has accumulated in the black gold spear for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the whole world was gloomy, the clouds were shrouded, the heavens and the earth became black and white, and thousands of cloud waves were churning in the sky, forming a grand scene.

It was the picture of the funeral, the supreme existence for a reason died and disappeared, and was buried in the immortal coffin made of five-colored god gold by the descendants, and there were eight people who carried the coffin, each of which was incomparably majestic, and behind each of them was the manifestation of the vision of the stars and universe, and the holy breath was lingering behind them, and the avenue was only at their feet, and it was the eight saints.

The black sacrificial flag was held high and fluttered in the wind, with dragon scales on it, and undried blood dripping down the flagpole.

Wherever the immortal coffin passed, all living beings wailed, hundreds of millions of people wept bitterly, and even the spiritual plants flowed out of green liquid.

"Take the saint as the coffin bearer, take the ancestral dragon skin as the sacrificial flag, and take hundreds of millions of living beings as filial sons. Chu Ling's heart was full of turmoil, and he couldn't calm down: Is this the funeral of the Great Sage of the Ancients?

When he was in the Scarlet Ancient Land, when the Nine Shadows Great Sage was about to recover, Chu Ling had also seen the vision manifest, it was the funeral of the Nine Shadows Great Sage, even if it was so, there was no power in it, who was buried in this vision?

When Chu Ling was casually in the Immortal Palace, he didn't know that in the outside world, many people saw this scene, and they had completely fallen into sadness, some had already wailed, and even more had dull faces, their hearts were gloomy, they couldn't give birth to any hope, and they were about to reach the edge of sitting.

This is the state of extinction described in the Prajna texts, with no hope in sight, no motivation to live, and a very negative state.

"What a terrifying mood. Noticing the changes in the people around him, Chu Ling was even more amazed, it was just a sad dragon chant, which actually achieved the effect of reciting the Supreme Ancient Sutra, and had already touched the edge of the avenue.

"What a demon soldier. Seeing this scene, Kunyue Demi-Saint shouted angrily, and made a brazen move, he waved his sleeve, and a piece of wind flew out from under his sleeve, stirring up the wind and clouds.

At the same time, the old holy monk of the Prajna sect also lowered his eyebrows and folded his eyebrows, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Buddha of Infinite Light!" A small wooden fish flew out and rapidly enlarged.

"Knock knock. The crisp sound of knocking on the wooden fish came, the wooden fish carved lotus flowers all over, and the sound was also elegant, just like the depths of the lotus pond, and the melodious lotus picking song made people feel quiet and peaceful.

"Knock knock. The sound of the wooden fish became louder and louder, covering up the tragic dragon moan, and it was heard for thousands of miles, but it fell on no one's ears, but there was no deafening discomfort.

On the other side, the wind at the bottom of the sleeve of the Kunyue Half-Saint stirred up the wind and clouds, and slowly blew away the vision formed by stratus clouds.

The wails that were infected by the desolation gradually died out, and everyone calmed down, and the organic ones closed their eyes early, savoring the mysteries of Prajna Teaching, and constantly deducing the mysteries in it.

Under the union of the two demi-saints, the wind stirring of the black gold divine dragon was finally relieved, but the dragon's groans still came from time to time, like a decapitation knife hanging over everyone's heads, which could fall at any time, directly extinguishing these bystanders.

Kunyue Half-Saint and Old Saint Monk didn't dare to act rashly, so they had to watch from the sidelines and protect these people watching the battle on the ground.

Once a monk enters the semi-holy realm, there are two ways to go further, one is to attain the attainment of sainthood with strength, and the other is to become holy through merit.

However, it is a pity that this road is too difficult to prove with strength, and countless Tianjiao have been extremely poor all their lives, and they have not been able to reach the end, and they have fallen halfway, which is really a pity.

Therefore, most of the demi-saints, for the sake of long-term development, will actively accumulate merits and leave an alternative back path for themselves, which is why Kunyue and them attach so much importance to the existence of these ants on the ground.

It should be noted that the two paths of enlightenment and sanctification through merit are not incompatible, and it is even more difficult to simply follow one path after another.

Just like the patriarch of the Jixia School Palace, the Confucian sage, blindly educating the Quartet, accumulating merits, and neglecting the practice, resulting in the last moment of his life, he was not sanctified, and the holy name was also posthumously sealed by later generations.