Chapter 38: Living Beings only Recognize Themselves at the Last Moment of Their Lives
The four sacred beasts are going to be done.
The faces of the three great ancestors were all filled with joy.
There was no other reason, the monitor and Xuanwu were arranged by the four of them.
For this battle, they made full preparations.
Why the second of the four sacred beasts has not been prepared... because the last two are the parties involved!
They are in the battlefield of dragon and phoenix.
Everything depends on themselves.
"Daoyou Yangmei, I will go to accompany Daoyou Hongjun to meet Luohou." Qiankun said solemnly.
"Good!" Yangmei nodded:
"Daoyou Yinyang, go too, I am observing here, if they are not interested, I will talk to them."
The plan of the four sacred beasts was originally decided by the four saints.
Prepared for the four of them to take over.
But... if the four of them go, no one can kill Luohou.
The four saints set the four poles, stabilized the heaven and earth, and opened up the chaos, which is a great merit for the prehistoric world.
Since the four of them couldn't go, they could only look for people with the potential to become the four sacred beasts in the prehistoric world.
So, they spread the news that the four sacred beasts of heaven and earth could obtain boundless merits by determining the four poles.
Now, the arrangement of the four sacred beasts of heaven and earth has been completed!
When great merits fall, the boundless Xuanhuang appears, which will reduce the calamity of heaven and earth by a few points!
Calamity and merits are both born by the way of heaven.
Now in the great calamity, merits fall, and it will weaken the calamity of heaven and earth by 10%!
Calamity and merits are also mutually opposed.
People in the calamity not only experience the calamity, but also find the real way forward in the calamity!
"Third brother, you go!" Zulong looked serious and stared at Qinglong seriously.
"Brother!" Qinglong's pupils shrank, and he grabbed Zulong's arm:
"Brother, you come! This matter should be done by you. The Dragon Clan will be carried by me and my second brother in the future. Brother, don't be stubborn!"
"Third brother." Zulong's face suddenly became a little gentle, and he put his hand on Qinglong's hand:
"I have been walking on thin ice all my life, and I am used to such crises. This time, the great merit should be done by you, my third brother. The Dragon Clan in the future will be handed over to me and your second brother. You can go with peace of mind. My Dragon Clan will not be destroyed, and my Zulong will not die!"
"Brother..." Qinglong fell silent, but the hand holding Zulong's shoulder tightened a little.
"Don't talk nonsense, third brother." Zulong patted Qinglong's arm:
"Go, if you don't hurry up, there will be nothing left for us."
"Yes...brother." Qinglong hugged Zulong solemnly.
Zulong felt his whole body stiffen, and he patted Qinglong's back while holding back the tears in his eyes.
"Brother, take care." Qinglong said, and then he turned back every three steps, turned into a Qinglong, and rushed straight into the sky.
"I am the Qinglong of the East Sea Wood. I wish to transform into the sacred beast of the East Pole of the Primordial World, forever suppress the East Pole of the Primordial World, suppress the destiny of the Primordial World, and provide peace and stability for the world!"
The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky and the earth.
Qinglong roared in waves, and his red eyes stared at Luohou.
The boundless Xuanhuang condensed into clouds in the void, but it disappeared in an instant.
The dragon clan carried too much karma...
Qinglong's actions only offset one-third of his dragon clan's karma...
It's not that Qinglong has no merit, but that Qinglong doesn't want this merit.
He used all the merit he deserved to offset the karma carried by the dragon clan.
But, compared to this... Qinglong's merits are really nothing.
Qinglong still wants to fight with Luohou.
However, the destiny has come.
Qinglong can't move anymore, he must go to the east of the prehistoric land immediately.
If the merits are not lost, then the calamity between heaven and earth will naturally not be reduced.
Yangmei's face is slightly unnatural.
Qinglong's behavior makes him a little incomprehensible again.
'Is the tribe really more important than one's own enlightenment? '
With such merits, he has already entered the cultivation of the ancestor realm, and may directly step into the perfection of the ancestor realm.
He can't become a saint, but he will definitely be an ancestor.
He is only one step away from enlightenment.
Just like this, he doesn't want it?
Divide the merits to the tribe?
That Suzaku...
Yangmei turned his head and looked at Suzaku who was healing Yuanfeng behind him.
Her choice would probably be the same.
‘Daoyou Hongjun, is this what you thought it would be like? ’
Yangmei shook his head, retracted his gaze and turned to Zulong:
“Daoyou, do you still have the strength to fight again?”
“Daoyou.” Zulong walked towards Yangmei step by step with a solemn face:
“I want to know the truth.”
Yangmei was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect Zulong to have such a question.
“What is the truth?”
“The truth of the three tribes’ war, the truth of Luohou, what should we do? What is the great catastrophe between heaven and earth? Why can’t there be someone who can unify the prehistoric world?” Zulong asked one question after another, and every question was asked at the key point.
"The war between the three tribes..." Yang Mei narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Aren't you pursuing the illusory sainthood? To become a saint with boundless luck?"
"Forget it, since I've said this, I'll tell you more." Yang Mei shook his head and said:
"Saints are not realms, but status. You need to be meritorious to heaven and earth to become a saint. This is the way of saints. What you pursue is nothing more than the strength of saints. Strength is respected. That is not a saint, but the way of Hunyuan."
"In other words, do you think you can become a saint even if you unify the prehistoric world?" As he said that, Yang Mei glanced at Zu Long.
Zu Long was silent for a long time after hearing this. The calamity dissipated a little, and the current situation forced him to be sober.
How could he not understand what Yang Mei said? The style of the dragon clan has already proved that he cannot become a saint...
"Where is Luo Hou?" Zu Long calmed down and asked again.
"Luo Hou, there is nothing much to say. The fight between the three tribes is 40% related to him. He provoked the three tribes, confused your minds with evil spirits, and sacrificed 70% of the creatures in the prehistoric world to prove his way. His devilish way, now it is more accurate to say that it is the way of killing."
"Is that so..." Zulong suddenly laughed.
So his three tribes should not fight to the death like this...
"Yuan Feng." Zulong turned his head and looked at Yuan Feng:
"If there is another chance, would you marry me?"
Yuan Feng: "..."
Yuan Feng blushed slightly and spat lightly:
"Old loach, you killed countless of my tribesmen, and now you are talking nonsense. Even if I kill you, I will not marry you."
This situation instantly attracted the attention of Shi Qilin.
This...this, the clown is actually me!
Damn Yuan Feng has cooperated with me to fight Zulong for so many years, and she has never blushed! Your mother! Zulong!
However...
At this moment, Shi Qilin also remembered the few people who were at the beach, gathering together, drinking and having fun together.
If he had a crush on Yuan Feng?
That didn't exist.
He Shi Qilin loved freedom all his life.
When did they go to the enemy's direction and go to the opposite side?
It's great...
'This seems to be the end of our lives. Living beings will eventually recognize themselves in the last moments before death. '
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