Chapter 9: Helping Hands Again
"It's ..... Are you talking to me? ”
In the rental house, Tang Hao looked at the villain who was kneeling down at the foot of the mountain, and blinked incredibly.
These villains are too unlucky!
Before, because of the collapse of the mountain, many people died.
It was only one night, and it was actually hit by another storm.
For some reason, after hearing the sad cries of those villains, Tang Hao suddenly felt a trace of pity in his heart.
It's like seeing your own child being bullied!
"Ugh."
A sigh came from Tang Hao's mouth.
Although he didn't know if the gods in the mouths of this group of villains were himself, after the incident of the paper towels being dyed red, he estimated that this group of villains might have life!
As a well-educated young man, Tang Hao couldn't bear to watch a group of small lives die like this.
Looking at the little cyclones, Tang Hao touched his chin, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he turned around and walked towards the refrigerator.
He remembered where he had seen that the formation of a cyclone was usually caused by high temperatures, which caused the pressure at its center to become very low, and friction with the surrounding air became a cyclonic vortex.
To destroy a cyclone, all you need to do is lower the temperature at the center of the cyclone.
Maybe it's a bit difficult to destroy a cyclonic storm in reality, but the vortex in the box in front of you is not as big as a slap in your hand, and it's still easy to solve.
Opening the door of the refrigerator, Tang Hao knocked down some crushed ice cubes in the refrigerator box, turned around and returned to the box.
After crushing the ice cubes to the size of soybeans again, Tang Hao stretched out two fingers, looked at the position, and threw them towards those whirlpools.
......
The world of the wilderness, the east wins China.
The Kunlun Mountains stretch for many kilometers across the land, and are inhabited by a variety of creatures and races.
And in the deepest part of Kunlun, there stands a magnificent and simple hall.
There are many birds of prey in Kunlun, but whether it is the nine-winged silkworm that eats the six creatures or the netherworld owl that can swallow the sky with its mouth open, they dare not step into the place where the main hall is located.
Since Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace three times to educate all things and was called the Taoist ancestor, he lived in seclusion in Wuji Heaven and did not ask about the world.
And after Hongjun disappeared into the wilderness, the world began to liven up.
Because of the Dao Ancestor's education, all kinds of innate beings began to transform in the Immortal Mountain Blessed Land.
At the beginning of chaos, the great god of Pangu opened up the wilderness and embodied all things.
Those creatures who inherited the legacy of Pangu proclaimed themselves congenital beings, overlooking the desolation.
In the early period, the first wisp of pure qi between heaven and earth fused with the Pangu Yuan Shen, turning into three living beings and falling into the depths of Kunlun.
One is a teenager, the second is an old man, and the third is a young man.
The young man is quiet and inactive, and his name is Taiqing Laozi.
The old and young people are proud of the world, and the name is Yuqing Yuanshi.
The young man is open-minded and transparent, and his name is Shangqing Tongtian.
These three different forms of innate beings are known as the Three Qings by the world!
In the palace deep in Kunlun, the three clearers crossed their knees.
"I don't know how the two junior brothers feel about the big hand that day?"
An ethereal voice sounded from inside the hall, and the young man opened his eyes.
A wide robe wrapped his immature body, but on that delicate face, his eyes were as ancient as a 10,000-year-old cold pool.
"The heroes of the world are like carp crossing the river, which cannot be guessed."
The young man Tongtian is still elegant and indifferent, with long black hair tied up and the back of his head, and his temperament is extraordinary.
"Senior brother, your words are a bit arrogant, as Pangu orthodoxy, why should we exaggerate others."
The old man had white hair and white beard, and the whole person sat there, like a god who looked down on all things.
"Didn't the teacher say later, the reason why the big hand couldn't be deduced that day was because it was interfered with by the Heavenly Dao."
"Under the interference of the Heavenly Dao, even the saints can't guess, let alone us?"
Since being shocked by that big hand that day, Yuan Shi's mood has been in a slump for a while.
He regarded himself as Pangu orthodoxy and only admired two people in his life, one is Hongjun, and the other is Houtu.
As for the other creatures above the flood wilderness, whether it was the Qilin Dragon and Phoenix, which once ruled all races, or the two lich clans that are now fighting for heaven and earth, in his eyes, they are nothing more than Erer.
Yuan Shi originally thought that the three brothers of the flood famine were also the top figures in this flood famine.
Except for Hongjun Nuwa and the Houtu who incarnated the six realms of reincarnation, no one can stabilize him.
Until that day, the big hand that appeared after the fall of Buzhou Mountain completely crushed the arrogance in Yuan Shi's heart.
Even though he was still standing behind Daozu Hongjun that day, he still felt a little suffocated in the face of the big hand that was crushing towards the flood wilderness.
The big hand is full of chaos, unable to feel, unable to deduce, or even unable to see for a long time!
Until now, no one on the flood wilderness still knows who is behind the big hand holding the Optimus Pillar!
However, later, after the continuous deduction of the Dao Ancestor, many top existences knew that the reason why that big hand was so mysterious was because of the blessing of the Heavenly Dao to prevent others from prying eyes!
Yuan Shi believed that as long as he went one step further and became one of the supreme saints, he would be able to hold the mountain of inconsiderate as if he were holding it casually.
For the owner behind the big hand, he no longer has the original fear, only a little fear.
So hearing Tongtian exaggerating others so much, Yuan Shi opened his eyes and said lightly.
Tongtian smiled slightly, but did not refute.
He knows his brother very well.
Lao Tzu's immature face had no expression on it, but he couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.
The desolate land is vast, and I don't know how many living beings exist.
Yuan Shi is so proud, it is estimated that he will suffer a big loss in the future.
However, like Tongtian, he did not refute Yuan Shi's words.
The relationship between the three brothers is already a little weak.
Raising his head slightly, Lao Tzu's gaze penetrated the hall and looked at the entire desolation.
In his deep eyes, he seemed to see the evolution of all things.
"Two catastrophes, the flood has been shattered."
"If today's Tao is more and more perfect, the rise of the flood has become a certainty."
"The opportunity for our three brothers to go further has arrived."
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Not under the mountain.
The Zhisheng clan knelt on an altar, and the beast robes around him swayed gently in the wind.
The huge energy storm in the sky was still raging, and everywhere it passed, wailing everywhere it passed.
Tens of thousands of people fell to their knees and cried out in grief to the giant totem on the mountain wall.
Looking up at the huge totem on the mountain wall, everyone, including the Zhisheng clan, was full of piety.
The gods didn't stop them from creating totems, and everyone was confident that the gods would be able to hear them!
"Alas......"
At this moment, a vague, pitiful sigh sounded from Buzhou Mountain.
Hearing this, the Zhisheng clan raised his head sharply.
The next moment, a faint golden light suddenly illuminated this piece of heaven and earth.
"Lord Kami...... We hear us! ”
On the wall of Buzhou Mountain, the big hand that was chiseled by countless human races at once, the surrounding sun, moon and stars began to rotate slowly!
One after another, the golden light that seemed to come from chaos flowed like a dream, drifting towards the heavenly dome!
Like bundles of immortal ropes, the golden light penetrated deep into the void.
Then, the glaciers that emitted endless cold air were wrapped in golden light and headed towards the energy storm!