In mid-air, there is a dilapidated Three-Legged Fire Crow skeleton.
Its body is as majestic as a rolling mountain range, but it has no frightening aura. Its light is dim, its life is in danger, and even the light of the spiritual platform is about to be extinguished.
Even after paying such a painful price, the three powerful men present still found it difficult to remain calm.
In a very short period of time, two Holy Lord-level figures were killed one after another!
Moreover, he is still a Holy Lord-level character who has a magic weapon to suppress the teaching...
At least on this planet, such a thing has never happened before. It is simply the first time in history.
Too irritable, too cruel.
"Death! The jade ruler is mine!" Holy Lord Dubhe was restless and suddenly flew up. The sword light was like a dragon, spitting out cold light, and murderous intent soared into the sky.
"Dingle bells!"
A series of metallic trembling sounds sounded, and it turned out to be Daoist Zixia who used the magic weapon to suppress the religion, Immortal-Patterned Demon-Startling Bell.
Holy Lord Dubhe was blocked one after another, and he was furious. However, because there were two figures of the same level present, he looked ugly but did not dare to say, "Niubi, what do you mean?!"
Daoist Zixia was also unambiguous and said directly in a loud voice, "Yin Seven Kills and Zhao Hanyue are dead. Holy Lord Dubhe, do you think just one person can defeat me and Old Nun Puti?"
Holy Lord Dubhe's face changed slightly and he looked at Old Nun Puti.
Although the latter did not speak a word, he stepped forward and stood beside Daoist Zixia, blocking in front of Di Jun. His attitude was very obvious.
"Okay, okay, you all have to protect this beast?" Holy Lord Dubhe knew that there was nothing he could do and sneered again and again, "Or maybe you just covet the jade ruler and don't want me to compete with you and form an alliance?"
"No matter what happens, the situation is stronger than the human beings. I admit defeat this time! But I still want to warn you two, this evil beast must not be left here, otherwise it will be a disaster to the world!"
"He is so young, only seven hundred years old, and he can already compete with us. How will he be able to rise in the future?"
Old Nun Puti raised his palms in salute and recited the Buddha's name softly. "Namo Tathagata Dipankara. Don't worry about it at this time. Donor Zixia and I have our own arrangements. Donor, please come back."
Holy Lord Dubhe sneered and waved his sleeves, with a look of unwillingness on his face, but he also controlled Immortal Sword, as if he had intercepted a section of rainbow from the sky and rushed thousands of miles away in an instant.
Yiyini glanced at the unconscious and dying Di Jun, looked at each other, and sighed.
They used a lot of information to barely save Di Jun's life. Next, they had to regenerate Di Jun's flesh and blood, erase his past memories, and let him start a new life.
Both have compassionate and kind hearts. Although their Daoism is different, they have reached a consensus on this point. Whether they are Buddhists or Daoists, both of them are willing to completely lead Di Jun to become a good disciple.
But soon, they encountered a problem.
Di Jun It's not just that the flesh and blood are burned, it can be restored in the future!
I don't know what kind of overbearing skills he used to inherit, but he actually burned the origin of his body. The information about the origin of his body was as if he had no flesh and blood in the first place, only a skeleton!
This made the two of them feel horrified, incomprehensible, and beyond their horizons and cognition.
At this time Di Ya stood up. She burst into tears and threw herself on her brother's skeleton, saying that she was unwilling to live with this filthy body anymore.
Di Ya is afraid, and dare not face this world full of Sin and filth, let alone face himself and his brother. He is willing to die and use his own flesh and blood to complement his brother.
Everyone couldn't bear it, and tried to persuade her again and again, but Di Ya had made up her mind. She repeatedly expressed her gratitude to the two seniors, and even kowtowed to express gratitude.
Di Ya said that she was grateful to the two seniors for everything they had done, allowing her to see the light. Although the world was dark, there was still Guangming that could illuminate the mountains and rivers. It was the existence of the two seniors that made her feel that humans are not a race that is hated by many creatures, and that there are also good and evil.
Her only wish is to let her brother live a good life without being so painful or extreme.
"I also ask the two seniors to fulfill my wish. After this... erase my brother's memory about me and erase my memory about Fire Crow Race, so that I can let my brother think that he... is a human being!" Di Ya burst into tears, crying like a child.
Forget about your own race and continue to live as a human being.
This is too heavy.
But it would be better than living with the annihilation of the Fire Crow family, the betrayal of the cousin, the death of relatives and friends, the sister being insulted in turn... right?
"Blessings are immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Daoist Zixia sighed and solemnly saluted this alien junior.
"Namo Tathagata Dipankara." Old Nun Puti also recited the name of Ancient Buddha Dipankara, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and showed compassion.
In this way, Di Ya died, and Di Jun's flesh and blood was revived, transformed into a human being, and all memories of the past were erased.
During Daoist Zixia's explanation, he learned that his name was "Di Jun" and that he was Daoist Zixia's junior brother. He had just suffered a heavy blow against a foreign enemy and lost his memory.
On the grounds of training, Daoist Zixia exiled Di Jun to an extraterrestrial life planet, allowing him to promote Daoism and taking away a large number of classics.
Di Jun forgot all the past and was deeply influenced by Daoist culture. He even founded a religious tradition and had his own dream.
Great Unity of the Ten Thousand Races!
"My senior brother often taught me that all races are born equal, and God has the virtue of good life, so his existence is reasonable."
"But I see that in this world, races are constantly fighting. I, Human Race, also have good and evil. The good ones are naturally worthy of admiration and praise, but the evil ones are also despised."
"I want to educate this world." Di Jun is like a warm teacher, deeply influenced by Daoist thoughts, with a natural and peaceful atmosphere, which is impressive and makes him an admirable elder.
Gradually, there were even alien races in his sect, and there were even scenes of tiger demons and humans arm-in-arms, laughing and drinking;
There is a scene where the fox demon washes away its charm, devotes itself to the Tao, is baptized by culture, smiles and bows to everyone when meeting people, and frequently discusses spiritual practice;
There was a scene where the functions of human beings were damaged due to injuries. Brother Demon Race even took out a bloody kidney and gave it to his brother to take supplements. The monk Human Race was so moved that his eyes filled with tears and his hands were shaking. But even though brother Demon Race's face was pale and his veins were throbbing with pain, he laughed and patted his shoulder and said it was okay. He would only consume himself and grow it again slowly...
This planet is amazing. Although this trend is just a spark, who dares to say that it will not spread to a wider area?
This strange situation lasted until Di Jun Peak Mahayana.
Then, when he ascended to Tribulation Transcendence and became Human Immortal, everything changed.
Return to the origin, gain clarity about yourself, and memories will come to you.
"I am Fire Crow?!"
"Father, mother, Xiaoya...!"
Emperor Junming was about to ascend, but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky.
Countless disciples and disciples screamed in panic and hurriedly surrounded him.