Silently stopping his injuries, Pangu did not question the woman in white.

Looking at the heaven and earth that had been crumbling in the collision, Pangu waved the Pangu banner and sent out the Dao Chaos Sword Qi, breaking the chaotic turbulence that had poured into this side of the world because of this collision, and throwing out the Taiji diagram, fixing the earth, water, wind and fire that were restless again between heaven and earth, and finally shaking the chaos bell to suppress the world barrier that had become somewhat unstable because of this collision. In the end, looking at the still crumbling world, Pangu simply supported the sky with his body.

After doing all this, feeling that this heaven and earth had finally gradually stabilized, Pangu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the twelve-grade white lotus floating between this heaven and earth with an inexplicable expression, to be precise, at the phantom of the white-clothed woman who was swaying on the white lotus that might drift away at any time: "Daoyou, why is this?"

The phantom of the woman in white silently looked at the green lotus floating beside her that had not yet bloomed, and said lightly: "Let's ask Daoyou, even if Daoyou proves the Tao with his strength, can he completely get rid of the Great Dao?"

Although he didn't know why the woman in white asked this seemingly unrelated topic, Pangu thought about it for a while and slowly shook his head: "No." ”

Hearing this, the woman in white smiled faintly: "Daoyou is sincere. As he spoke, he pointed to the green lotus, or pointed to the sleeping soul in the green lotus, and said lightly: "Although I destroyed the opportunity for Daoist friends to become enlightened, I left the only variable under this avenue. I have already sealed the strange aura on his body with the power of Qinglian, and the rest can only go with the flow. I hope that all this I have done is not useless. ”

After that, the swaying phantom quietly drifted away.

After a moment of silence, Pangu looked at the phantom of the woman in white who had dissipated, and sighed softly: "Daoyou Fang is the great virtue." ”

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With a sigh of helplessness and relief, after the heaven and earth were completely stabilized, Pangu finally died.

The gas he exhaled became the wind, the clouds, and the mist between heaven and earth, his voice into thunder, his left eye into a blazing sun, which brought warmth to heaven and earth, and his right eye into a bright moon, which brought light to the night. Thousands of strands of hair have become stars in the sky, blood has become a rushing river, muscles have become thousands of miles of fertile fields, meridians have become roads, bones have become a number of flowers and plants, teeth have become stones and metal, essence has become bright pearls, and sweat has become rain and dew that moistens the earth. The limbs and the skull turned into mountains, and finally, the spine turned into a mountain that supported the heavens and the earth.

At this point, Pangu has finally fallen.

After the fall of Pangu, the immeasurable merit of opening the heavens finally fell from the sky. Among them, thirty percent of the merits of opening the heavens converged and turned into a small tower of 36 floors, which is the first merit treasure of the day after tomorrow, the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. There are three more successful virtues turned into three, and they are submerged in the three groups of pure qi transformed by the Pangu Yuan God, but they are the descendants of Pangu, and each has obtained a percent of the merits of opening the heavens. There are also three percent of the merits of opening the heavens into the twelve drops of heart blood left by Pangu, and they are all descendants of Pangu, and they are treated equally. In the end, the success of virtue turned into a rain of light in the sky, moistening the new desolate world.

However, after the merit of opening heaven fell, it did not end there. After a while, after the distribution of Pangu's merits for opening the heavens, another merit of about thirty percent of the opening of the heavens fell from the sky, and Yicheng fell into the green lotus, Yicheng fell into the Buzhou Mountain, and Yicheng fell into the white lotus. But it was the thirty-six green lotus that helped Pangu kill three thousand gods and demons, so he sent down merit. Although the thirty-six pins of Qinglian are not there, Qinglian has inherited its inheritance. And the same is true of the White Lotus. As for the last merit that did not enter the Buzhou Mountain, it is another way to say it, and it will need to be mentioned later.

The merit is gone.

The damaged Jade Disc of Creation turned into a streamer and disappeared into the desolate world, and the three great heaven-opening treasures were also scattered, but the Chaos Bell was thrown into the sun star transformed by Pangu's left eye. Twelve drops of Pangu essence blood submerged into the Buzhou Mountain transformed by Pangu's spine and disappeared, but the three clouds of pure qi transformed by Pangu Yuan Shen escaped into the desolate land together with the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, as well as the green lotus and the white lotus.

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If someone asked Ye Xuan what was the most worthless thing in Honghuang, then Ye Xuan would definitely tell him - it was time.

If someone asked Ye Xuan what the most valuable thing in the Honghuang was the most, then Ye Xuan would also tell him for sure - it was time.

The reason why I say this is because in the flood famine, sometimes you have no idea what is happening, and hundreds of millions of years of time have passed quietly. Sometimes, however, with enough time, many things that seem difficult can be made simpler.

And it just so happened that Ye Xuan experienced these two situations at the beginning.

Until now, Ye Xuan didn't understand how he crossed over.

As a standard otaku, he just went to a comic convention that day to buy some figurines, and then saw a bead on the side of the road and felt very beautiful, so he bought it for five yuan, and then, there was no more.

When he had consciousness again, what he saw was the giant who stood on the top of the heavens and the earth, and the oncoming Pangu who returned to the basics, the fiftieth axe that should not exist in the world, the most powerful and perfect axe.

He had forgotten how he felt when faced with that axe, or rather, his instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm made him subconsciously reluctant to remember, and he had no doubt that even the power of recalling that axe was enough to severely damage or even wipe out his soul.

Maybe it's not even despair, the whole soul is filled with that axe, there is no space for despair, and it will die, that is the only feeling at that time.

Although he didn't know what happened afterwards to save himself, because he had lost all perception of the outside world at that time, after the violent explosion in the haze, that swaying shadow was deeply engraved in the depths of Ye Xuan's soul before he completely fell into a coma.

She saved herself, right?

Ye Xuan thinks so. This was also Ye Xuan's last thought, and then, there was endless sleep.

And for hundreds of millions of years after that, Ye Xuan's time was spent in a deep sleep. The fierce beast tribulation after Pangu opened the world, and even the Longhan tribulation after that, Hongjun and Rahu competed for the position of the Heavenly Dao, which had nothing to do with him. He is just a green lotus that grows silently in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, and of course, there is also that white lotus by his side.

Of course, as a neighbor, there are still three groups of clear qi in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain, but those three groups of clear qi have been transformed early, so only Ye Xuan, who is still asleep, and the white lotus that remains in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain.

Later, when Ye Xuan woke up again, it was an unknown number of years. And when he woke up again, he didn't even have time to think about why he had turned into a green lotus, and his whole mind was shrouded in a thick sense of pathos.

A sense of tears filled Ye Xuan's soul for no reason, although he didn't know why, Ye Xuan also vaguely guessed.

Is it because of her that she has fallen?