Ninety-six, Chaos Saint (the final chapter of this volume)

On the Wing Actress, Han Wenzheng and Qiu Shui are gathering with a group of good friends such as Yang Xing Qinglian. They have disappeared for hundreds of years. Everyone is very happy to meet them.

The great wizard asked: "Brother, are you really going to retreat and find a place to live in seclusion?" "Brother Xia, you know me. Over the years, I have stopped managing specific affairs. The children have grown up. What are the old guys still doing? Over the years, my cultivation has reached level 27, but the foundation for each level is really bad. There are many things but I can't practice with peace of mind. Now, after retreating, I can practice with peace of mind."

Yang Xing Qinglian smiled and said, "I want to retreat when I say this. I have been the leader of this. I have been serving as the leader for too long. The younger generations have grown up. We old guys should not occupy this position anymore." The Great Wu Gong also nodded and said, "That's right, I, the Great Wu Gong, should also retire and practice with peace of mind in the future."

Han Wenzheng laughed: "I want to retire, and you won't have such an idea." "Of course, you have set an example. If we old guys are in vain, wouldn't we be scolded? Haha." Han Wenzheng smiled with a bitter face: "Then have I been a bad example?" Everyone laughed.

After living on Winged Star for a month, Han Wenzheng finally upgraded the inheritance base to level 28 and received a prompt to upgrade to level 29: "The conditions for advancing to level 29: Population: 2 billion people. Energy: 20 million crystals. Other conditions: (1) Application of hyperspace jump technology. (2) Immigration to other star systems. Among all conditions, the population has met the requirements and the energy has met the requirements. Other conditions (1) have been met. Other conditions (2) have been met. You can be promoted to level 29."

Of course, Han Wenzheng will not be promoted to level 29 again. For a long time, his energy in his body has reached the corresponding level, but he has not made much progress in the understanding of various practices due to long-term distractions in clan affairs. To put it bluntly, he only has the energy of level 28 but does not have the foundation for belief in Taoism, and his strength cannot be exerted by 40%. If he ascends to the heavenly realm at this time, in the heavenly realm, a master at the peak of the celestial immortals of level 24 can beat him to the ground and look for teeth. Therefore, what he needs most now is to practice and start practicing his "Shuojin Zhenshijie" from scratch.

In the universe, the low-end struggle is the number. In the low-end war, the more numerous side will inevitably win. Under the same technological and cultivation level, the more one side will definitely gain an overwhelming advantage over the fewer side. This is an inevitable rule. However, if it is high-end to low-end, it is no longer the number that can determine the advantage. Just like the Yanhuang clan against the Tianhu Empire. Although the Tianhu Empire has an absolute advantage in the number of troops, in the end, because Gao Tuan's strength is not good, it was wiped out by the Yanhuang clan.

Therefore, Gao Tuan's war is more important than individual strength. In the human world, quantity can play a decisive role, but in the heavenly realm, this law seems not very suitable. In fact, the Eastern Immortal Clan led by the Yanhuang clan can surpass the Angel God clan and occupy the first place of the Seven Saints of Kaitian clan. The most important reason is that there are eleven saints in the Eastern Immortal Clan (Sanqing, Guiyin, Cunti, Nuwa, Houtu and the Four Saints), as well as hundreds of sub-saints and quasi-saints masters. As for the number, the number of Eastern Immortal Clans with only more than 30 billion immortals is an absolute disadvantage in quantity. Compared with the other six saints, the number of Eastern Immortal Clans is much smaller. Therefore, low-end competition for quantity and high-end competition for quality is the simplest law. A saint can destroy hundreds of millions of immortals with a wave of his hand. This is an ironclad fact. Any human sea tactic cannot do anything to the top masters.

The qualifications of Han Wenzheng and Qiu Shui in cultivation are probably the best of the Yanhuang clan, especially Han Wenzheng's innate Taoist body, which gives him the capital to cultivate to a higher level. It can be said that even if Han Wenzheng only upgraded the inheritance base to level 42, so that his cultivation level only reached the sub-saint realm, it also added great help to the Eastern Immortal Clan. The role played by a sub-saint level master is strategic, and once he and Qiu Shui reach the sub-saint level, the effect they can play is much greater than that of a thousand Daluo Golden Immortals.

It is useless to have energy, no corresponding realm, no corresponding cultivation. Energy, Han Wenzheng and Qiu Shui are both lacking. Now, what they lack is only the understanding of the Great Dao, and the practice of the Great Dao requires long-term understanding. This is also an important reason why Han Wenzheng is willing to live in seclusion. He deeply understands that improving his cultivation is the greatest help to the Yanhuang clan. Therefore, he gave up all his power to live in seclusion in order to practice, in order to achieve the great Dao cultivation corresponding to the sub-saint-level energy in the future, so that he can fully exert his due strength.

On this day, when Han Wenzheng and others gathered together to drink tea to share their experiences in their practice, suddenly, a supreme pressure came from the center of Sun City, and a beautiful and moving voice came: "I have attained enlightenment, called myself the saint of Chaos, and the way of heaven has been allowed. Since then, I have been the eighth saint of the Eastern Immortal Clan."

When the saint was born, he had purple energy of three thousand miles. Han Wenzheng and others hurriedly bowed. Yang Xing Qinglian and others were even more ecstatic and shouted: "The ancestor has finally recovered." Countless winged women tribes called the ancestor. It was the ancestor of the winged women tribe who had completely recovered from their sleep, thus becoming the eighth saint of the Eastern Immortals (this eighth one does not include the four sacred beasts, the four sacred beasts only suppress the four poles of the sky, and they do not participate in the war, so they are not concerned about them).

The saint's pressure was stopped as soon as it ejaculated and did not last long. When Han Wenzheng and others felt the saint's pressure disappeared, they found that there was one more person in the hall.

This is a perfect woman, no different from other winged women, except that her appearance is more perfect and her expression is more peaceful. The stars on the wings behind her are purple. Seeing her expression, Han Wen felt like she had seen Nuwa at the beginning. Everyone hurriedly bowed again: "Gourmet to the Saint of Chaos (First Ancestor). May the saint live forever."

The Chaos Saint smiled slightly. He raised his right hand and said, "Get up. No need to be polite." Yang Xing Qinglian quickly gave up his first seat and let the Chaos Saint sit down. After the Chaos Saint sit down, he smiled and said, "Qinglian, arrange a few more seats, I'm afraid that the others will come down to follow me for a while." Yang Xing Qinglian went to make arrangements.

It wasn't long, and sure enough, a saint came. The two arrived together. The man was wearing an animal skin skirt. He was naked and had a huge figure. The woman had a beautiful appearance and a very peaceful expression. This time it was Han Wenzheng and others who were the Yanhuang clan and the Wu clan to bow down and shouted to the ancestor and the Holy Mother, but it was the great ancestor Pangu, the common ancestor of the Yanhuang clan and the Wu clan, and the Yanhuang clan, Nuwa, and the Yanhuang clan, the saint mother of the Yanhuang clan.

The third person came was an old Taoist priest holding a bamboo stick. He was the third generation leader of the Yanhuang clan, Hongjun Daozu. The fourth, fifth and sixth person came together, but Sanqing, Laozi, Yuanshi and Tongtian. Then there were two Western leaders, Gui Yin and Zhunti, and finally Houtu. When Houtu Niang came, Dawugong and other witch warriors cried so badly. Seeing that they were from the witch clan, Empress Houtu was naturally not feeling well. She just comforted her softly.

Several masters above the saint level were here. Han Wenzheng and others were all masters above the celestial immortal level, but they were not afraid to breathe. If the saint is here, who dares to breathe? Of course, they are not qualified to sit down and can only stand below.

Pangu's great god laughed loudly and said, "The third sister has finally achieved perfect merits. It's really gratifying." "The disaster of billions of years has finally passed, and I can still achieve success in my enlightenment, which is worth celebrating." The Chaos Saint smiled and repayed. Hearing the conversation between the two, many people were frightened. He could be called the third sister by Pangu. Who is this Chaos Saint? You must know that in the entire universe, there are not many people who can talk about the peer-age relationship with Pangu's great gods. Among the Eastern Immortals, there are only two: Nuwa Niangniang and Hongjun Daozu.

Hongjun Daozu smiled and said, "The third sister was able to escape the great disaster. Although she had a great disaster, she could survive the safety. It is also considered as a blessing from the way of heaven. Now that she has already attained the saint, we three brothers and sisters will finally have a day to meet again." Sanqing and others naturally did not dare to speak. Although they are saints of the same level, I am afraid that this Chaos Saint is very big and one head taller than them. It seems that this Winged Female Clan will be carried forward in the future.

The saints waited for a while, because this was the world of humanity, so it was naturally inconvenient for saints to stay for a long time, so they made an appointment to reunite after they arrived in heaven. The great god Pangu waved his hand to summon Han Wenzheng and said, "Wenzheng, you have done a very good job, I look forward to you being a saint." Han Wenzheng was naturally frightened: "I dare not be the praise of the ancestor, Wenzheng has not done enough."

Nuwa laughed and said, "Husband, don't scare Wen Zheng. The couple are very outstanding descendants among us. I'm afraid it will be difficult to become as outstanding as them in the future. Wen Zheng, Qiu Shui, you have done a very good job. This time we are in the world just because the Chaos Saint came to congratulate him, so it is not convenient to stay for a long time. After you ascend, my husband and I will summon you and give you some rewards."

The saints of the Oriental Immortal Clan naturally praised Han Wenzhen and Qiu Shui. Han Wen left a good impression in front of the saints. It will naturally be of great benefit to the heavens in the future.

Hutu Niang also left some martial arts and other things to the people of the Wu clan, which was to support the people in the human world. The Wu clan was naturally ecstatic to thank him. Hutu Niang Niang said: "At that time, our witch clan and the Yanhuang clan fought to the earth to fight for the rule of the whole world. There was no need to forget the past and the army for the next thing. From now on, our two brothers and races would love each other and never meet each other again." Han Wenzheng and the Great Wu Gong nodded and received the teachings.

Soon, the saints waited and left, leaving only the Chaos Saint. The Chaos Saint smiled and said, "Qinglian, you can prepare too, go to the heaven with me, and our Star Winged Female tribe is also at the time of birth." "We are going to the heaven as well?" The senior executives of the Winged Female tribe were a little stupid.
Chapter completed!