Chapter 991 I Want to Be a Human Being

Chicheng Taoist whipped the thirty-three days of immortal magic to pieces. There was sudden silence for thirty-three days. Not to mention the six stunned Heavenly Emperors and countless Star Lords, Heavenly Officials, Spiritual Officials, Immortal Lords, Heavenly Lords, Heavenly Generals, Heavenly Kings and other high-level Heavenly Court officials, not to mention the long-browed Taoist with an ashen face and extremely disordered aura all over his body. The demon gods in the outer realm also stared blankly at the thirty-three days that turned into a thoroughfare.

It was so difficult to attack during these thirty-three days. Originally, Nantianmen blocked the Demon God from the Outer Realm for a long time, not to mention that the forbidden immortal magic at the top of the sky was powerful at the next level, with all kinds of soul-dispersing immortal light and soul-destroying immortal light. , extinguishing magnetic light, and other vicious gadgets are emerging one after another. Even those demon gods from the outside world whose cultivation has reached the realm of breaking the Tao will have several layers of skin peeled off when they encounter these powerful immortal magic restrictions.

There was only one Emperor, Huang Zengtian. Although the immortals were killed and their blood flowed like rivers, the terrible immortal magic restrictions also killed the number of demon gods from the outside world that were usually three times more than the immortals who died in battle. Playing at home has an absolute advantage, not to mention this home court is called Thirty-Three Days.

But Chicheng Taoist's whipping, like the God's Beating Whip and the List of Gods, was made by nine Taoist ancestors working together and using a Hongmeng treasure. This divine whip is different from the divine whip used by the legendary Jiang Ziya during the Battle of the Gods practiced at the turn of the Shang and Zhou dynasties in the world of mortals. This serious whip took nine Taoist ancestors several times. It was refined after a calamity of painstaking effort, and its lethality is extremely powerful. No matter holy, immortal, demon, mortal, demon or ghost, it can be shattered with just a whip.

A rare treasure forged by the combined efforts of the Nine Great Dao Ancestors, coupled with Chicheng Taoist's peak Dao-breaking cultivation, the thirty-three-day restriction was placed by the Great Heavenly Emperors of all dynasties, and among the thousands of Heavenly Emperors, only a handful have the Dao-breaking cultivation level. o

Therefore, with this whip, almost all thirty-three days were broken into pieces by Taoist Chicheng.

The immortals looked with yellow faces at the densely packed countless demon gods from the outside world below.

The demon gods of the outer world drooled as they looked at the countless immortals on the thirty-three days.

Suddenly there was a loud noise. Thousands of demon gods from the outside world were forced to compress their bodies to the size of ordinary people due to the restriction of immortal magic. They laughed wildly and expanded their bodies to a thousand miles in height. They moved up and down thousands of miles in one step and quickly rushed past the Emperor Huang Zengtian. , leading countless demon gods from the outside world to charge towards higher heavens. All the heavenly staff who dared to intercept along the way were crushed on the spot with a single blow from these demon gods. No matter the Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, or Taiyi Mighty, they all looked like tofu in front of the leaders of the various races of the demon gods in the outside world.

There are definitely no more than a hundred Taiyi masters in the entire Heavenly Court. Faced with thousands of foreign demon leaders who frequently break the Dao Realm and the Ming Dao Realm, Tianting has lost the thirty-three-day immortal magic ban and is almost unable to fight.

In just one cup of tea, the twenty-sixth floor was breached in thirty-three days. From Emperor Huang Zengtian to Yuantongyuan Cave Heaven, the twenty-sixth floor of the sky that was originally clear light entwined with auspicious clouds and auspicious aura was quickly occupied by the dark demon gods from the outside world. Like a puddle of clear water with ink dripping continuously, these areas are extremely vast. Each layer is equivalent to the area of ​​3,600 major states in Dayu. The number of demon gods in and outside the world is increasing.

The harsh and unpleasant howling sound caused severe pain to the eardrums.

"Akagi!" The long-browed Taoist's roar shook Thirty-Three-Day Master.

Chicheng Taoist Feng Qingyun smiled faintly. He held the whip in both hands and bowed deeply in the direction of Daoyuan Palace: "Master, if I say that this whip is crooked, do you believe it?"

At this time, Taoist Chicheng, who has always been steady and kind, was actually in the mood to make wisecracks, and his voice was full of an indescribable vitality and enthusiasm. This strange thing made everyone who heard Taoist Chicheng's words feel moved in their hearts. A chill rushed up from the soles of my feet. Not to mention figures like the Six Heavenly Emperors, even the Nine Dao Ancestors froze up, as if something that frightened them was happening.

A large swath of fairy light fell from the Great Luotian, quickly repairing the thirty-three days of fairy magic restrictions. The ancestors of the Nine Dao Dao finally took action in person, but more than 90% of their souls were involved in the list of gods. Now the power of the various immortal spells arranged by Yaokong is really limited, and they can only block the attacks of the demon gods from the outside world below the Taiyi realm. The extremely powerful demon leader can still get in and out of the restriction with difficulty, braving the lightning and flames to kill all the immortals in sight, greedily devouring everything they have.

But after all, the list of gods is approaching, and the flesh and blood of the killed immortals are devoured, and their immortal souls are still sucked into the list of gods.

But this result is not what the Nine Dao Ancestors want to see. They plan to absorb the souls of human heroes who died in Pangu Continent or the spirits of mountain spirits and water monsters, and confer them as Star Lords. Now they have absorbed countless What does it mean to become the immortal soul of an immortal who is a minister of heaven?

Originally, all immortals had hope of continuous advancement, but once they were granted the title of Star Lord, their physical body would be imprisoned by the star power of the stars, and it would be difficult to advance further in their Taoist cultivation in the future. How cruel is this for an immortal? How could they be happy to be named Star Lords?

The list of gods absorbed only one true spirit from their immortal souls. More than 90% of the power of the immortal souls was dispersed. Even if they were possessed and seize their bodies, they would have to practice again for who knows how many years to regain their Taoist magic power. And where can they find so many well-qualified women? If the Divine Seal Throne is reincarnated, God knows what they will turn into after reincarnation?

Don’t forget that Buddhism is about to move now. The Jing Dynasty is still entangled with Pangu Continent and the Ling Dynasty. Buddhism has laid many hidden problems in the six paths of reincarnation. I am afraid that more than 90% of the immortals in heaven will be reincarnated on a large scale into the animal realm. No.

After considering various possibilities, the Nine Dao Ancestors were shocked to find that Chicheng Taoist's whip had really given them a huge and almost unsolvable problem. The twenty-sixth level of heaven was almost destroyed, and so many immortals and officials were lost. They were all the essence of the Taoist sect that had spent countless thoughts and countless time gathering since the Ziwei Lingying Emperor came to the throne. This whip basically brought Heaven back to the miserable situation at the end of the last great catastrophe of heaven and earth. The losses were too heavy.

Immortal light continued to shine down, quickly repairing the thirty-three days of immortal magic restrictions.

A ray of spiritual light suddenly fell and enveloped Taoist Chicheng. Taoist Chicheng did not resist at all and allowed the aura to suck him back into Daoyuan Palace. In front of the nine Taoist ancestors, Taoist Chicheng respectfully returned the whip to Taoist Changmei, and bowed respectfully to Taoist Changmei: "Taoist, today's result is the cause of the past. In the past, there were many disobediences today. , I hope Daozu will forgive me."

Taoist Changmei took a deep breath, and instead of calling himself Master, he called himself Taoist Ancestor. What is so crazy about Taoist Chicheng? He was trembling all over as he looked at Taoist Chicheng. This was one of the three great disciples that he had worked hard to cultivate and protect for countless tribulations, allowing him to avoid countless catastrophes in the world and step by step to reach where he is today. The Supreme Being forgets his feelings, but who can be truly heartless?

Looking at Taoist Chicheng, Taoist Changmei felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had torn a bloody hole in it.

With a dry laugh, the long-browed Taoist gritted his teeth and said: "Chicheng... you... Gu Chen? Hey, Gu Chen, you call yourself Gu Chen?"

Looking up at the sky, Taoist Longmei finally found the impression of this name from the long memory that he had long abandoned.

Taoist Chicheng straightened his body and nodded slowly. With a relaxed smile, Chicheng Taoist sighed: "Yes, Taoist ancestors, do you still remember the fisherman Gu Chen by the Chushui River? Taoist ancestors said that Gu Chen was destined to be immortal, and he took it by force regardless of Gu Chen's wishes. I have been a disciple since ancient times.”

The long-browed Taoist's face turned pale for a moment, and he looked at the Red Thief Taoist with trembling eyes: "Fishman Guchen... you are already an immortal, why do you still remember what happened at that time? Fishman Guchen, hehe, How have you been as a teacher for so many years? You, you, fisherman Guchen, good, good, good!"

Taoist Chicheng looked at Taoist Changmei and sighed: "Immortals are free and live forever, but in ancient times they did not want to be immortals, they only wanted to be human beings."

Sighing softly, Taoist Chicheng said intoxicatedly: "Master, fellow juniors, you are immersed in the boundless heaven day and night, forgetting your love for the Supreme Being, sitting and meditating all day long in Daoyuan Palace or the Immortal Mountain outside the sky, just for the sake of Improve your Taoism, improve your magic power, improve your soul, and improve everything that can be improved. Such a hard pursuit, never-ending, no father, no mother, no wife, no children, aloof, and regard all living beings as ants."

With a sigh, Taoist Chicheng raised his head and looked at the ceiling. He whispered: "And I, I still remember my wife, my son, my dog, and my boat on the Chushui River. I woke up in the morning and fished for a fish. Fat fish, drink a pot of water, stew a pot of fish soup, watch the morning fog dissipate, watch the morning glow, have your wife and children playing, and yellow dogs roaring happily, how happy is that?"

The Jiudao Ancestor looked gloomy, looking at Chicheng Taoist as if he had seen a ghost. Taoist Chicheng's words completely subverted something about them, and at the same time aroused some of the deepest fears in their hearts.

Looking around, he glanced at the Nine Dao Ancestors, and then looked at the dozens of disciples of the Nine Dao Ancestors serving in Daoyuan Palace, more than two hundred true disciples, and nearly a thousand direct disciples who came after hearing the news. Chicheng Taoist He chuckled and said: "We regard all living beings as ants. Yes, the lifespan of ants is short. In the time it takes for us to sit in seclusion, maybe the emperors of Pangu Continent have changed three or five generations. We are so high above that we can attack thousands of cities with one strike. We will all turn into fans. We have countless disciples, not to mention others. Second Junior Brother, there are nearly a hundred founders of your sect who have established sects, and countless disciples and descendants, right?"

A black-bearded Taoist nodded silently, looking at Taoist Chicheng with a strange expression.

Taoist Chicheng nodded and said: "I left. I have countless disciples and grandsons. We even have disciples in the Tao-breaking realm. Taiyi Jinxian is all his disciples, and Jinxian is Hui's grandson. With one order, the nine heavens shook, and the outer world and even the Pangu world were shaken. 6 are all shaken by the fire of thunder waiting for me.”

With a wry smile, Chicheng Taoist shook his head and said: "Above us, all living beings are ants. But let alone the nine Taoist ancestors, do you juniors still remember the pain, joy and sorrow when you were ants? Flowers in spring, green grass in summer, and golden wind in autumn. , the white snow in winter, and all the tastes, do you still remember? Do you still remember your parents when you were a human being, do you still remember your relatives when you were a human being, do you still remember your close friends and close friends when you were a human being? "

Taoist Changmei interrupted Taoist Chicheng: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Taoist Chicheng looked at Taoist Changmei and sighed softly: "I don't want to be an immortal, I want to be a human being!"

After a long silence, the Taoist with long eyebrows gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "How many 'people' like you are there in our Taoist sect?" "

Chicheng Taoist smiled slightly and said softly: "Now, you have to ask Our Lady Nuwa!"

There was deathly silence in Daoyuan Palace, and the expressions of the Nine Dao Ancestors turned deathly gray.