The bird replied: "When the immortals rule the world, the world will be peaceful, the human race will prosper, and there will be no more conflicts between humans and demons."
"Very good."
The old tree was quite satisfied, and fell asleep again after listening to the bird's story.
The fourth time the old tree woke up, it was awakened by the changes in the heaven and earth. There were constant mountain fires and underground fires erupting in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, just like a hell.
He took action again as he did during the Dragon and Phoenix Disaster and protected the Ancient Sacred Mountain.
The sacred mountain is safe.
When he asked about Li Changsheng later, he found out that he was not dead or lonely as he had expected.
"The immortals have brought the human race into Tianzhou, and the world is peaceful and prosperous as always."
The prosperous times remain?
The old tree was in a trance for a long time. It seemed that for the first time in many years, someone had the same sense of eternal life as him.
"Li Changsheng, the name of Changsheng, good, good, good."
When he woke up for the fourth time, the world was already in ruins, and the old tree felt that the time had come to merge with the Dao.
When asked about Li Changsheng again, the bird had changed generations, but what it said was not much different from before.
"When the immortals rule the world, the world will be peaceful and prosperous."
"Hahahaha, what a prosperous era, what a great Li Changsheng." All the leaves of the old tree were shaking. It was the first time he showed joy and the first time he felt a sense of competition.
He was determined to unite the Dao and complete the heaven and earth, even if it meant death.
"Your prosperous times remain the same, and my world remains the same, which is very good."
In late January, the weather is dry and the air is hot.
The sword light was bright, and the power of the sword energy seemed to transcend reality. It cut off a piece of airspace, leaving behind a dark space crack.
This attracted the attention of the strong men around.
Ping Tian Dasheng defeated another Saint King once again. He was the King of Jiang Huai, the seventh of the Ten Halls of Hell from Fengdu City. His strength was not that high, and his status as a Saint King might have been pushed up by the power of reincarnation.
There are three thousand great ways, all of which can lead to enlightenment, and every great way leads to the Holy King.
There has never been an absolute truth in the past and present, and the standard of a Saint King is not fixed. Just like the so-called medicine jar in the Immortal Dao era, perhaps his strength is at the bottom among the Nascent Souls, but he is still a Nascent Soul after all.
With so many people taking shortcuts, people at the same level are naturally divided into different levels.
"I am defeated. My fellow Daoist really has great magical powers. I am afraid that his swordsmanship is not as good as that of the Sword Immortal."
King Jianghuai bowed slightly and praised sincerely.
The Great Sage Pingtian exhaled lightly, regulating his breath while learning the etiquette in his memory, and said modestly: "Daoyou, the power of reincarnation is even more mysterious. If we fight to the death, it is uncertain who will win."
Etiquette is a very strange thing. In his previous eyes, it was just a false and meaningless behavior.
The strong win and the weak lose. Why should we say more about such a simple truth?
But in this world, everyone is the same. There are those who are stronger than you, and those who are weaker than you. There are countless people who are equal to you. For example, in front of you, there are at least dozens of Saint Kings in public and in secret.
If you give someone a gift, they will give you three points of face.
You can be unreasonable when you are invincible, but if you don’t have the strength and still pretend to be invincible, others will not treat you well.
"You are too modest, my friend. However, the method of reincarnation is indeed wonderful. Would you like to see it for yourself?"
King Jiang Huai extended the invitation with a kind smile on his face. He pointed at the air, and an ancient and gloomy door appeared.
The looks around suddenly changed, with a bit more worry and murderous intent.
Fengdu wanted to keep the Medicine King for himself.
Once the Medicine King dives into Fengdu City, unless Wuxiang comes, even if dozens of them attack, they may not be able to take it back. The advantage of the Taoist temple is too great, and the Lord of Tongyou is equivalent to half of Wuxiang in it.
This is just the trouble on the surface.
No one has forgotten the person behind Fengdu City.
Do you want to take action?
This thought occurred to many Saint Kings at the same time, and many of them had already begun to weigh the pros and cons. In the end, between greed and confidence in their own strength, they gradually showed their fangs.
Let’s join forces to kill the King of Medicine before he enters Fengdu!
Although it was only an inch away, it was enough to kill a person for a Saint King and a complete certainty for a group of Saint Kings.
They dare not break into the cycle of reincarnation, let alone confront the people behind them.
But as long as things are not laid out in the open, as long as the other party does not show up in person, everything can be circumvented.
Prince Jiang Huai could feel more than a dozen different murderous auras at this moment, which almost made him unable to hold back, and sweat was already breaking out on his back.
It's such a chore.
But Fengdu needs a medicinal king, who can perfect reincarnation and is also a rare ally.
Eating it is the most wasteful use.
In just a few breaths, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, which was a torment for everyone.
Whether it is King Jianghuai or anyone else present.
"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist." Ping Tian Dasheng shook his head and refused, "The family is in turmoil, so it is not appropriate to go out."
Fengdu City wanted to protect him. Once he stepped through that door, he would be safe. The powerful person behind him had the confidence to invite him, so he must have the corresponding strength.
But the plant and tree spirits behind you will be the same as in the previous life.
You can protect one, but not all. There is a saying in human history: "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, and it is impossible to have everything in life."
If you want to stand upright in this world, you have to make a name for yourself.
The murderous intent disappeared, and the surrounding Saint Kings remained silent, as if the undercurrent just now had never happened.
"If you can settle down, you can come to Fengdu to talk. The plant and tree spirits may be a tribe, a powerful tribe in the world."
King Jianghuai did not force it. He turned around and stepped into Fengdu, and the gate disappeared into the void.
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