"Sanctified......

Suddenly, Yang Mei opened his eyes.

Everywhere you look, a wonderful change has quietly taken place:

Air, earth, steel, creatures, sun and moon...... Everything that is commonplace presents another side of it in Yang Mei's eyes, or rather, its essence and origin.

There are hundreds of millions of laws of heaven and earth, and they are intertwined and linked, just like a delicate precision instrument, and the operation of the instrument is the change of the world.

And the law manifests before people, and it becomes all kinds of substances, it exists eternally, but it is not something that ordinary people can perceive, even if it is a great Luo Jin Immortal, who has great powers, he cannot see it intuitively.

"Look at the mountains are mountains...... Look at the mountains is not the ...... of the mountains."

Yang Mei recited silently.

Below the saints, they can only see the appearance of heaven and earth, while the saints can see through the phenomena to see the essence, and have an insight into the billions of laws of heaven and earth that build the world at a glance.

At the same time, his primordial spirit was also connected to the Heavenly Dao, and the operation of hundreds of millions of Heavenly Dao laws all poured into his mind, under the violent impact of this huge sea of information, even if it was a quasi-saint of the two corpses, it would be wiped out after a while!

But the saint's original spirit will not, the huge sea of information is surging wantonly, and the saint will accept it all and will not refuse to come.

Therefore, the saint can be [omniscient], at least everything in the desolate universe has no secrets to him!

Corresponding to [omniscient] is [omnipotent], in this universe that has evolved to the extreme, Yang Mei can control all powers, the great laws of heaven take what he wants, he can do almost anything.

When the mind moves, a galaxy will all collapse, and the thought together is life and death!

Even if Hongjun returned to the Flood Wilderness, Yang Mei could defeat him and tie the Seven Saints of the Immortal Dao together, but he couldn't withstand Yang Mei's full blow.

Invincible, that's it.

This is the Saint of Rise and Extinction that can only be born at the end of the universe, a unique Saint, and the most powerful Saint!

"Bai Ze."

Yang Mei smiled:

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Teacher!!"

Bai Ze trembled, and was so excited that he bowed down to this sage of the last days:

"See Dao Ancestor! See the Last Sage! ”

The Last Sage, the last saint of the Immortal Dao, is also the saint of the last days of the flood and famine!

Ancient and modern, supreme and holy!

Bai Ze has been waiting for this day, and he doesn't know how many years he has had:

From the ancient flood, to the collapse of the flood, and then to the 4.6 billion years of waiting, the present dynasty has finally got what it wants......

"Teacher, this is the honor you deserve!"

Bai Ze couldn't cry, but he was not sad, but excited to the point of joy!

Yang Mei is not as excited as him, but the dream that has been realized for many years has finally come true, and Yang Mei can't help but sigh with emotion:

Finally, sanctification......

But then, a huge historical mission weighed on his head:

Prevent the desolate world from dying out of chaos, make up for the lack of heaven and earth, and then spread the immortal civilization, and continue to write the prosperous era of the immortal road that has been cut off from the desolation.

After all, it is the saint of [Rise and Extinction], and the Heavenly Dao allows him to become holy, but it is not for him to play, he has to do practical things and re-prop up this mess abandoned by the Immortal Dao civilization!

So, he had to get to work right away.

Yang Mei didn't talk nonsense, put down the matter at hand for the time being, and led the excited students to step into the starry sky of the universe.

"Bai Ze, protect the Dharma for me."

"Yes!"

Although there was nothing in the universe that could threaten Yang Mei, Bai Ze still dutifully and conscientiously guarded the teacher's side and quietly watched the teacher's actions:

Yang Mei sat cross-legged in the starry sky, and his heart moved:

"Out of nothing!"

The Holy Power burst out, and Yang Mei raised his hand to be an infinite pure heaven and earth aura!

The aura was as vast as the sea, spreading frantically into the ancient desolate universe that had long since been exhausted......

I don't know how long it took, gradually, in the universe that had been exhausted for a full 4.6 billion years, a layer of extremely thin heaven and earth aura was finally filled everywhere.

Gu Nao

At this time, Yang Mei stopped [making something out of nothing] with some fatigue.

As soon as the primordial spirit was swept away, the general situation in the universe poured into his mind:

How to say it, Yang Mei has created a lot of aura, and as the strongest saint in history, his attainments in [creating something out of nothing] are also the highest.

Back then, Taiqing and Zhen Yuanzi worked together to create a "Earth Immortal Realm" that was only one-tenth the size of the Taigu Flood Wilderness, but Yang Mei was only one person, and he was on top of their workload, and the aura he released was simply more than the total mass of the "Earth Immortal Realm"!

But the helpless flood has long been different from what it used to be, in the endless years, it has expanded tens of thousands of times, it can be called a "bottomless pit", and the aura created by Yang Mei is just a drop in the bucket for it......

"Now I finally know why the Seven Sages of the Immortal Dao would rather open up the heavens and all the worlds than add quality to the bottomless pit of the Flood Desolation......"

Yang Mei couldn't help but complain:

With such a supplement, ten of them can't figure it out on their own!

Not to mention that in the future, as the desolate world continues to spread, the amount of aura needed to maintain its existence will also continue to grow.

No matter how many saints there are, they will not cure the symptoms, and sooner or later they will not be able to stand the work mode of 996 and 007, and eventually run away with a bucket......

Thinking about it like this, Yang Mei, who originally planned to recreate the Immortal Dao, couldn't help but feel a chill in his blood and retreated.

Then, he suddenly reacted:

"That's not right! I crossed over, but not for 996...... I'm looking for a past life! ”

He immediately communicated with the Heavenly Dao and inquired about the location of his past life......

In an instant, he locked on to his target.

"Bai Ze, come with me."

……

Outside a ward, Yang Mei stood quietly, his gaze passing through the door and falling on the young male patient who was asleep inside:

The patient was thin and pale, about the age of his early twenties, lying alone in a hospital bed, breathing as if he were not breathing......

Looking at him, Yang Mei was speechless for a long time, and countless memory fragments that had long been submerged in the years poured up again:

"I thought I had forgotten about the past......"

Bai Ze looked at the silent teacher inexplicably, and then at the sleeping young patient in the ward, and didn't understand why the teacher suddenly gave up the great cause of reopening the immortal path, and made a special trip to see a mortal who was sick and dying.

Yes, mortals who were sick and dying, with Bai Ze's ability, naturally easily saw the condition of this person.

"Teacher ......"

Bai Ze hesitated for a moment and asked:

"You've come looking for him, but what's the matter?"

Yang Mei woke up like a dream and shook his head:

"It's not a big deal."

With that, he walked into the hospital room.

Bai Ze hurriedly followed, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that Yang Mei was picking up a book from the patient's pillow.

On closer inspection, the title of the book is:

"XX of the Flood Wilderness"!

Obviously, this is not a serious masterpiece, but an ordinary book that cannot be put on the table.

Yang Mei flipped a few pages, turned his head and asked Bai Ze:

"You say, how do mortals today know about the desolation?"

"This one!"

Bai Ze smiled embarrassedly:

"The teacher didn't know that the disciples liked to share the stories of the past with others since ancient times, so they were passed down as myths."

"A few years ago, when the atmosphere of mortals was flourishing, the disciples saw that their hands were itchy, so they took the pen name of mortals and wrote down the things of the flood and famine...... I never thought about it, so it was highly sought after. ”

Yang Mei looked at him curiously:

"What's your pen name?"

"Hey...... You can't say it, you can't say it. ”

……

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