The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp looked at Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, smiled and said, "It's not appropriate for me and other people to come forward, so please trouble Bodhisattva to walk more between us and the descendant of Sanqing."
"I hope there is a suitable time." Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva shook his head and sighed, then also took his leave and left.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp watched his leaving back, and looked away after a while.
In front of him were eighteen more orbs with flashing five-color hairs.
Seeing that a quarter of the Dinghai Pearl was missing, the ancient Buddha shook his head and laughed, and then put away the Dinghai Pearl again.
Sitting upright on the lotus, the expression on the face of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp tended to be calm, his eyes no longer fluctuated, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if they were still.
Regardless of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss or Chenshan Xinghai, they all remained silent after receiving the news that the Sanqing lineage had opened up the Daomen and the heavens.
The Xianting and Bailian Pure Land, which have always actively suppressed the orthodox sects of Taoism, did not make any noise.
The three new Daoist universes are swaggering, and they exist in the endless void outside the territory, but other forces seem to ignore this fact.
Compared to thousands of years ago, when the Daomen Universe and its Upper Realm and Bi Youtian were opened up, they went through a long and bloody battle, which is completely different.
In the dark years experienced by Daomen Zhengzong after the Great Destruction in the past, he did not know how much he had to pay to finally have a stable shelter and a corner for Xu Tu to develop.
After all, there are very few places that are as hidden and safe as Yuquanjie.
Most of the time, people in the Taoist sect are struggling to survive in the cracks.
Like Li Xingba and Taoist Chilan, they lived in seclusion and wandered in twos and threes. Even if no one went to suppress the encirclement and suppression, it was obviously impossible to develop and expand their own morality.
It's no problem for them to live in the fairyland with their cultivation bases away from the mortal world.
But choosing successors, teaching and cultivating successors cannot be separated from the mundane world.
Only with a large enough population can a few outstanding talents emerge.
The middle and lower buildings that are stable enough can continuously generate blood.
But today, the Taoist sect is authentic, so there is no need to worry about similar problems.
Suo Mingzhang, the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor, Gouchen the Great, Wudang Virgin and other Taoist celestial beings do not need to continue to hide and drift in the endless void outside the territory.
They reopened the cave and came here, living here safely, which also meant that more martial arts were passed on, more people multiplied, and more human worlds were established.
From then on, Taoist fighters walked endlessly in the void outside the territory. Although they were not without scruples, they no longer had to hide in Tibet like a bereaved dog, worrying about being besieged and hunted down.
More resources, more treasures, whether they can compete with other forces is another matter, but at least they can compete with others on their own ability.
Don't worry anymore, suddenly there are many higher-level enemies appearing, but you don't have a big boss to support you.
No matter how high you are, you can't reach the Dao realm. The biggest embarrassment for Daomen warriors in the past is that they don't have a Dao ancestor who can stably manage the situation.
Although there is still no such thing now, the Immortal Jade Formation has changed this situation.
The situation is indeed different.
Watching Suo Mingzhang take away the Canghua sacred tree transformed by Shao Junhuang's slough, Yan Zhaoge and others felt a lot of emotion in their hearts.
Everything now is the expectation of the Taoist ancestors like Shao Junhuang after the Great Destruction.
It is the hard work of generations of people that a thousand miles can be reached without accumulating steps, and the slightest light finally grows, and finally turns into the rising sun, and begins to truly dispel the darkness and cold.
Singer Yanzhao spread out his palms, a bit of non-bright and non-dim light rose up, gradually expanded, and finally turned into a huge halo.
After the light dissipated, what appeared on the Yanzhao singer was a black iron wheel with twelve holes on it.
It is the Great Nether Wheel.
The huge black iron wheel was constantly turning, and at this moment, the relatively small Canghua sacred tree that was left in Tongming Valley suddenly had countless blue flowers blooming without warning.
The blue petals fell little by little, like fine snow, falling on the black iron wheel.
Yan Di also stretched out his hand and tapped lightly, a little red light appeared on his fingertips, and the red light spread out, covering Tongming Valley.
This red light source was intercepted by Yandi's Ancient Immortal Sword, and he carried it with him all the time.
The dark red light turned into a curtain, presenting a meaningful picture.
A man in purple and a woman in white stood side by side, with their backs to Yan Zhaoge and the others.
The man in purple holds a sword in his left hand, the woman in white holds a sword in her right, and her left hand is held together with the man's right hand.
In addition to the back view that fell in the eyes of Yan Zhaoge and the others, the man and the woman looked sideways at each other, each showing half of their faces, with smiles on their lips.
That was the last view of Yan Di's parents, Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian, recorded in the Ancient Sword of Trapping Immortals.
The Sword Buddha on the screen has been eliminated by Yan Di, leaving only his parents.
Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian's husband and wife sacrificed the remains of the jade tripod and the ancient sword of trapping immortals in blood, so that no remains were left behind. Yan Di had to build a clothes tomb as a memorial, and this dark red sword light was always by his side.
Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng, Yan Di, Xue Chuqing, Xu Fei and others all looked solemn and bowed solemnly.
"Grandfather, grandmother, Mu Yao Sui Xing Shangzun, You Ming and Tong Ming seniors, and other Daoist seniors, your efforts in the past have not been in vain."
"We... succeeded!"
Yan Zhaoge whispered softly.
In a great destruction, the masters of Taoism who died during and after the destruction are hard to count.
Yan Zhaoge and others now know a lot of things through Yang Jian, Yunxiao Fairy, Antarctic Longevity Emperor, Xuandu Great Master and others.
Yuqing's direct lineage, Guangcheng Tianzun, Yuding Zhenren, Daoxing Tianzun and other great powers suffered heavy casualties, so there is no need to say more.
In the Heavenly Court Shrine, one of the Four Emperors, the Empress Dowager, has fallen.
In Empress Sanxiao, apart from Fairy Yunxiao, Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao were killed.
The former top power of the Shangqing Dynasty, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the head of the Doubu of the Heavenly Court Shrine, also fell.
One of the most proud successors of the third generation of the Shangqing Dynasty in the ancient era, and later the lord of the Thunder Department of the Tianting Shrine, Jiutian Yingyuan, the thunderous sound popularized Tianzun Wenzhong, and fell in the footsteps of his mentor, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.
The original owner of the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, Zhao Gongming, a great power in the Qing Dynasty, also escaped from the list of gods when he was destroyed, but in the end he also had the same fate as Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao.
Zhenwu Dangmo Tianzun, Shouxing Lord, Taibaixing Lord...these are countless.
Some died during the Great Destruction, while others fell for the re-emergence of the Taoist sect after the shattering. Just like this time fighting for the Immortal Execution Formation, Our Lady of Wudang almost became one of them.
Yan Zhaoge looked at the backs of Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian.
Looking at the big Nether wheel transformed by Yin Tianxia's remains in front of him.
Looking at the sacred tree of Canghua transformed from Hu Yue's heart.
Looking at the many figures that seemed to gradually emerge in front of my eyes, I felt relieved at the same time.
"Although we haven't been able to sweep up the turbidity and sweep away the heretics and many other enemies, we have seen signs of revival in our Daoist sect." Yan Zhaoge said slowly: "The prosperous age will finally come as you wish."