"From now on, the devil's way is not only one of the great tribulations, but should also be integrated into the daily life of prehistoric cultivators,"

"Anyone with heavy karma will have a demon in his heart. Every hundred years, he should go through the tribulation of the demon in his heart. If he can make it, his state of mind will be improved. If he can't make it, everything he has will turn into ashes, and his cultivation will be returned to the world to resolve his karma..."

There are hundreds of such rules, big and small.

It is restrictive for those with heavy karma, but it is not a big constraint for those who are devoted to the true cultivation of the Tao.

"Boom!"

A bolt from the blue, a golden-purple thunderbolt filled the sky of the three realms like a tree branch.

The power of Heaven seemed to respond to Bai Zhao's words, expressing its approval of the rules he had just established.

Five hundred years ago, Bai Zhao had already changed the authority of the Demonic Path, and now it has been recognized by Heaven.

From then on, in the prehistoric world, the path of the demons was just as Bai Zhao said.

"Three-three-zero"

Even if a cultivator is possessed by the demon, he will not become like the three-clawed dragon in Panyang Lake, wantonly killing living beings.

It will only make the heart of the Tao be eaten by the inner demon, and eventually turn to ashes and return to the prehistoric world.

As soon as the holy sound resounded through the three realms,

all the living beings in the prehistoric world looked up at the sky.

Among them,

most of the kind-hearted people who had no karma at all were grateful to the great virtue of the Golden Ancestor Qi Rule Dao Zun.

The rules of the magic path were redefined. From now on, they no longer had to worry about encountering demon monks who would kill them and cause them misfortune when traveling.

And those who had karma but it was not too deep were both relieved and afraid.

From then on, they had reservations and dared not do evil without restraint.

As for the last person who was burdened with heavy karma, he looked up at the sky, his heart chilled.

But even so, they did not dare to raise any resentment towards Bai Zhao.

Bai Zhao was a mixed Yuan, and he could sense the three realms in an instant.

If he really raised resentment, he would not be able to survive the hundred-year-long heart demon tribulation, and would be wiped out in the next moment.

Beyond the White Emperor,

Bai Zhao took in the reactions of all beings in the three realms,

but he did not care.

"Om!"

The void vibrated, and auspicious signs arose.

The golden aura of merit, like the vast ocean, flowed out from the sky.

Complete the rules of heaven and earth, and there will be merits from heaven.

Bai Zhao was not polite, he opened his mouth and sucked,

The merits that surged like the ocean gathered with the tornado airflow and flew into his mouth!

After doing all this, Bai Zhao sat cross-legged in the void,

He wanted to use the power of merits to fully comprehend the realm of "Taiyi"!

Merits were all over his body, and golden light and auspiciousness appeared in his body. With the help of merits, Bai Zhao suddenly saw a vast and boundless chaotic void,

In the void, nothing was born, nothing was,

Yin and Yang have not changed, the vast void is vast,

There is no light, no image, no shape, no name, nothing,

Only Bai Zhao sat cross-legged,

At this moment, he seemed to be an anomaly in the void, and should not exist.

Bai Zhao tried his best to make his state close to this empty world, and completely turned himself into "nothingness",

and erased all traces of his existence in the heavens and the worlds.

…………

At the same time,

In the outside world, in the Nine Heavens Heavenly Palace, in the Palace of the God of Wealth,

Zhao Gongming of the Three Heavens was talking about the end of the Lingshan Ullambana Festival five hundred years ago, when he set up a modified version of the Nine Bends of the Yellow River at a place that must be passed through Lingshan to help Jin Chanzi realize his dream of traveling to the west.

"Hey, Third Sister, I remember you used the magic of the water mirror to record the whole process, right?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Bi Xiao and said.

Bixiao listened and nodded,

Then he took out a diamond-shaped image stone from his green sleeves, and wanted to open the image left at that time,

Suddenly,

Yunxiao, who had been sitting in front of the stone table and silent, hesitated and asked,

"Brother, second sister, third sister, do you still remember who asked us to complete the 9981 difficulties?"

The originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly became silent,

Zhao Gongming, who was wearing a golden and red robe of the God of Wealth, was suddenly stunned,

Qiongxiao no longer fiddled with the study of his hand , and began to look up to the sky and recall.

Even the usually cheerful and lively Bi Xiao was suddenly speechless at this moment:

"Yeah... Who asked us to go to Lingshan?"

Not only Jiuxiao Heavenly Court,

At the same time,

The Three Emperors of Huoyun Cave, Xiyue Yueyou Xingjun Mansion, Dragon Clan Ancestral Land, Tianting Lingxiao Palace, Taigu Ziwei Star...

Many sacred beings, in an instant,

all felt that they seemed to have forgotten something,

No matter how they mobilized their spiritual power, they could not recall it.. ........

At this moment,

Outside Baidi Tian,

The place where Bai Zhao originally sat cross-legged is now empty,

In an unspeakable void, Bai Zhao has reached a critical moment,

He has erased his own existence from the hearts of the countless beings in the heavens and the worlds,

But at the same time, he himself has forgotten his own existence and cannot return to the prehistoric world.

"Buzz~"

A golden lotus suddenly bloomed in the prehistoric void, and merits appeared again,

This merit is much less than the merits that Bai Zhao completed the magic path, which is like a vast ocean.

But it is the merit of the prehistoric world,

Born far beyond the Taiyi position,

Other people will forget Bai Zhao, but the merits will not be forgotten.

"Hua La La~"

The power of merit flowed from the vast sky and sank into an unspeakable void.

In the void,

A Taoist figure in a moon-white Taoist robe slowly opened his eyes as the power of merit appeared.

Around him, there was a mysterious aura that far exceeded the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian.

Just as he opened his eyes,

The memories of the numerous sacred beings in the prehistoric times and the sea of ​​consciousness also began to be completed.

The Palace of the God of Wealth,

Bixiao flashed in front of Yunxiao, stretched out her little hand, and patted Yunxiao on the shoulder,

She said to Yunxiao: "Oh, big sister, why is your memory so bad? It was my brother-in-law who asked us to kill that thief bald guy!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian was puzzled,

"Fellow Daoist Bai, eh, why did I forget about Fellow Daoist Bai just now?"

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi woke up from the deduction of the River Map and Luoshu, and laughed and scolded:

"That kid...what is he doing again, why can't I remember what he looks like just now?"

…………

"There are merits in the prehistoric world, and today I know who I am!"

In the world of nothingness, Bai Zhao laughed loudly,

Waving his hand to collect the golden merits in front of him, his heart was incomparably happy and excited.

In a flash of time, the world of nothingness was lost for thousands of years.

Now,

He finally broke through the barrier and successfully proved the Supreme of Taiyi!

………….

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