Chapter 362: The Next Catastrophe Begins Again

"Brother, calm down. Don't get really angry."

Bai Chuan rushed to Yuan Shi's side and comforted him.

"Hey." Yuan Shi sighed softly:

"Brother, can your plan really work? We have even put billions of years of feelings at stake."

"It's just a show, brother, don't take it seriously." Bai Chuan said seriously: "I believe Brother Tongtian thinks the same way."

"Forget it, I'll listen to you." Yuan Shi sighed softly, and then looked at the earth that had recovered:

"How come we don't even know about the Three Thousand Worlds?"

Bai Chuan looked a little embarrassed:

"Brother, Master didn't let me tell you. It's really not that I didn't tell you, but it was Master's order, because I don't know if this matter can succeed."

Yuan Shi nodded and didn't care about it anymore.

Respecting teachers and respecting the way, that's what Yuan Shi said.

"After this catastrophe, the world will be stable, the demons will retreat, the witches will hide, and the human race will flourish."

Yuan Shi summarized this catastrophe in just one sentence.

"But what about this new Heaven?" Yuan Shi frowned:

"Now, the prehistoric world has become the Heavenly Court, and the achievements of Emperor Jun cannot be overwhelmed. He unified all races, established the four directions, passed on the heavenly marriage ceremony, conquered the fierce beasts in the west, sorted out the prehistoric land veins, and controlled the rivers, lakes and seas.

"On the earth, countless affairs have related gods, and the gods are divided and governed. But now the demons are in name only and have retreated to the North State. What should we do?"

Yuan Shi said, moving his eyes to Bai Chuan, with some expectation in his eyes.

The meaning is self-evident.

"Brother, you flatter me." Bai Chuan rubbed his forehead:

"I am not the material for the Emperor of Heaven. If I were to take over, I might as well be resurrected by Fuxi."

"What do you think, Junior Brother?"

"Master should make some arrangements. "Baichuan looked at the boundless blue sky:

"Honghuang can no longer withstand the turmoil. Just now, my junior brother deduced that the number of Daluo is no more than ten thousand. In the future, they are estimated to be the mainstream. We saints...

"It is too threatening to Honghuang, so it is better to go back."

"Good." Yuanshi nodded:

"In the future, I will stay in Yuxu Palace and stay at home. Now that I have achieved enlightenment, the only ones I care about are these disciples."

"Indeed." Baichuan nodded and chuckled:

"In the future, our lives will be leisurely, at least... before the next era comes."

"The next era?"

"Yes, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Fuxi is the pioneer."

"With us Is there any connection? "

"Yes and no." Baichuan nodded and shook his head:

"Brother, aren't you thinking about preaching? Wasn't your long-cherished wish to educate everyone in the prehistoric world and make everyone understand etiquette?"

"Yes." Yuanshi said seriously:

"After that, I plan to let Guangchengzi go out to preach, and establish a sect among the human race... and pass on the teachings of the Chanjiao."

"Yes." Baichuan's mouth corners slightly raised:

"That's it, the Hundred Schools of Immortal Sects, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, this is the full name of the next era."

"Who comes first and who comes later?"

"The Hundred Schools come first, and the Emperor comes later."

"Good, then I will start preparing first."

"Don't worry." Baichuan smiled mysteriously and looked into the depths of chaos.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Three bells echoed in the clouds.

Purple Sky Palace!

This bell ringing can only be heard by a few saints.

"Master, do you have something to call for?" Yuanshi was slightly stunned:

"Three bells will ring, three hundred years later."

"After Zixiao's meeting, Senior Brother, please consider preaching."

"See you later, Junior Brother."

"See you later, Senior Brother."

...

The witch and lich calamity ended from then on.

The era of the demon race came to an end from then on.

At the same time, the foot of Fengqi Mountain was already overcrowded.

Under the witch and lich calamity, this was the last pure land of the human race.

The human race... was also damaged.

Under the calamity, all beings are equal.

Now, after the rain, Suiren once again led his people back to the bank of the Yellow River.

It's just... it's just a new beginning.

"Hurry up! Those who know earth escape techniques come here!"

"Those who know wood escape techniques come here!"

"Where are the Gongsun family! Where are the Gongsun family!"

"Where are the Ji family! Come quickly! Suiren's ancestor has ordered!"

The human race is preparing for its own reconstruction work.

In the simple human race hall.

"Thank you very much for bringing people to help me this time!" Suiren bowed to the person in front of him.

"No need, you are my brother race, why should I thank you! Besides, this is also the task of Hou Tuzu." The young man grinned.

"May I ask your name?" Suiren asked.

The young man was slightly startled, and then said:

"Hou Yi."

Hou Yi, also Yi.

Now that the Wu clan has perished, there are no more pure-blooded Wu clan like him.

Hiding his real name! He is really a genius!

"Thank you, Daoist friend Houyi." Suiren's face was flushed, and he bowed to Houyi again.

"Nothing." Houyi smiled:

"I am the current leader of the Wu people, you and I are brothers."

"Okay! Why don't the Wu people join us in expanding the territory of Nanzhou in the future."

"Okay!"

Under Fengqi Mountain.

Baichuan looked at the red faceless bird, and couldn't help sighing.

"Daoyou, let's go, follow me up the mountain."

The faceless bird can't speak, but it has shrunk a lot and landed on Baichuan's shoulder.

"Daoyou, I don't know if you can still hear me."

Baichuan went up the mountain while chatting with the bird on his body.

"Inheriting the will of Pangu God, do you see this world clearly?"

The bird beside him didn't respond at all.

Baichuan was not in a hurry and continued:

"You should have seen it clearly, otherwise, you would not have made this choice.

"How does it feel to stand on the shoulders of the Father God and see the whole world?"

The divine bird beside him seemed to have reacted and gently lowered its head.

However, it just lowered its head.

It seemed to be ashamed.

In this way, he walked all the way to the top of Fengqi Mountain and came to the main hall.

Baichuan thought for a moment and carved the three big characters "Fuxi Hall" on the main hall.

Fuxi's true spirit has disappeared.

But there is no need to think about its whereabouts.

Ziwei Star, he still needs to be nurtured there for some time.

Baichuan roughly estimated that it would take several Yuanhui at this time.

When Fuxi is finished nurturing, it means the beginning of the next era.

Tsk.

Baichuan sighed lightly.

"I have already achieved enlightenment, isn't this road good? I have to start over again. "

Bai Chuan was puzzled, but he still chose to respect Fu Xi.

It was his choice, so let him go.

If he didn't know the reason, he would probably be depressed for a while.

Fu Xi, Di Jun, Xi He...

One after another, great men fell.

They became 'old things' without knowing it.

Bai Chuan sacrificed the Bagua formation plate.

A layer of golden light shone.

The golden light appeared, like a thin film, the film was as thick as a fingernail, but it covered the entire Fengqi Mountain Range.

Bagua formation.

The original Bagua formation.

Three thousand great ways all flowed on it, and countless truths and destinies were manifested on it.

Bai Chuan stored the Bagua formation plate in the void.

Then, he closed the gate of Fengqi Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a stone tablet stood next to the stone tablet with three big characters 'Fengqi Mountain', with four big characters written on it!

"The next catastrophe will start again"

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