Chapter 230 Human Race, Do You Need Me?
Endless calls resounded in the universe, and bits of faith gathered into a sea, swarming to repair Suihuang's body and nourish his regenerating spirit.
Dao seals emerged one by one in Meng Chuan's hands, and the runes were endless, converging into chains of avenues, going deep into the void, grabbing the Dao and Dharma about Sui Huang from the heaven and earth, and smashing into Sui Huang's emperor's corpse.
At the same time, Meng Chuan is also searching, whether there is anything like Sui Huang's remnant in the entire universe. Although there is little hope, he must try anyway.
The cause and effect of preaching and helping each other in the past, and Suihuang's own achievements to the human race are all worthy of Meng Chuan's great help.
No matter what state he goes to, no matter whether his hometown is here or not, he is first of all a person.
Meng Chuan had no hope at first, but the reality actually gave him a surprise.
He actually discovered something unusual in the flames among the mundane!
That's not a remnant, it's not even a thought, it can only be said to be a kind of illusory sustenance or something like that.
That is the meaning of inheritance.
Meng Chuan exhausted all means to extract a little bit and blended it into the corpse of Emperor Sui.
In addition, Meng Chuan also used various methods. In Suihuang's emperor's corpse, the five secret realms that had been exhausted began to move, glowing with divine light, and began to be restored.
This is a miracle.
Time is passing, Faith Guanghai's role at this moment can be called miraculous.
Meng Chuan's use of this power has been improved to a higher level after the Emperor Amitabha was conferred as a god.
But what Meng Chuan saw was deeper. The spirit in the corpse of Emperor Sui was gathering at a faster rate. Before the comparison, it could be said that it was the difference between riding a bicycle and flying an airplane.
"Perhaps not only because of these beliefs, but also because of Sui Huang himself."
Meng Chuan thought more. This kind of psychic speed cannot be explained by the power of belief.
It may also be because the human race is calling Suihuang, and Suihuang's corpse automatically responds.
Meng Chuan stood here for three days, waiting for the final change in the emperor's corpse, and he waited.
"Buzz!"
between heaven and earth,
A strange dao rhyme began to spread, and something appeared in front of everyone's eyes, red, ethereal, tiny, and tenacious.
It was a flame. It took only a split second for the flame to grow from being small to expanding, and it seemed to fill the entire universe in an instant, burning all things, and turning into the fire of humanity.
"It worked."
Meng Chuan said calmly, ignoring these visions and looking at Suihuang's corpse.
"Shua!"
The emperor corpse opened its eyes!
They were a pair of vicissitudes of life, even a little tired eyes, but the determination deep in the eyes was like fairy gold, shining and indestructible.
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"Human Race, do you need me again?"
This was his first sentence, which was broadcast live by Meng Chuan throughout the universe, causing countless people to be silent.
Even if the emperor's corpse is psychic, even if he is no longer the emperor, he still remembers the human race, and instinctively subconsciously works for the human race.
"No, the human race is already very strong, the first among all races."
Meng Chuan looked at him and said, as for whether the human race is the number one among all races.
Whoever has an opinion, let him come to him, and he can discuss it with him.
"That's good, that's good."
Sui Huang's imperial body murmured to himself, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was relieved and sentimental.
He was very fortunate that he didn't wake up because the human race was in danger, not because he was afraid of encountering a big enemy, but because he didn't want the human race to suffer those sufferings again.
"Fellow Daoist, do you still remember who you are?" Meng Chuan looked at him and asked. Meng Chuan felt that something was wrong. Because of his intervention, Suihuang's corpse seemed to be unable to remember anything after being psychic.
"I am..." He thought for a while and said a name.
"Suiren."
Meng Chuan showed a genuine look, the faith and thought power of all living beings, coupled with the almost indelible instinct in the corpse of God, and his own means, made Suihuang, no, Suiren had a special change.
"The human race is stable and thriving. Daoist friends are newborns, would you like to enter my Dao Realm?"
Meng Chuan issued an invitation, what is the name of Suiren, he has no right to interfere.
Then Meng Chuan informed Suiren of the details of the Taoist world.
Suiren's eyes lit up, and he felt the world he was connected with, which was a majestic, great, and sacred world.
"Let's go in and take a look." Meng Chuan said, he respected this ancient emperor.
The three of them logged into the Dao Realm and came to the city of God.
"Fellow Daoist, welcome to my world."
Meng Chuan looked at Suiren with a smile, and said, this is his country!
"Ahhh!"
Suddenly, someone wailed behind Meng Chuan and the others, attracting the attention of countless people, including Meng Chuan and the others.
What are you doing?
Meng Chuan had some doubts. Could it be that something happened when he first came in?
"Ten thousand years! Ten thousand years!" the man shouted angrily.
"When my grandfather was alive, this loophole was not fixed. How many times have I reported it to the gods of the Taoist world! Now it has been ten thousand years, why is this loophole still there!"
"You can't even take off your pants!"
"Ten thousand years! Dao world knows my grandfather! My father! Me! How did our three generations live!"
Meng Chuan's face darkened, and the empress seemed to be taken aback for a moment. Suiren looked at the man howling there with curiosity in his eyes.
"Friend Daoist, this?" Suiren asked curiously, taking off his pants?
"Fellow Daoist, I take back what I just said." Meng Chuan looked at the ancestral trouser stripper expressionlessly.
"This is not my world, this is their world."
It's been ten thousand years, why haven't you given up yet? Father to father, father to son, son to son, are you going to show me a movie about endless children and grandchildren?
Meng Chuan led Ruan Ren and Sui Ren out of here quickly, embarrassing, really embarrassing.
With the speed of the three of them, the Dao Realm is not that big, and they quickly finished the city of God, came to the depths of the Dao Realm, and met the emperors.
"Suihuang." The three of Yuanhua looked at Suiren and sighed.
They were also the emperors in the early days of the ancient times. At that time, the deeds of Emperor Sui were still being circulated.
"He's a Suiren now."
Meng Chuan explained, and everyone understood.
Suiren looked at the emperors, thinking about what he had seen and heard in the Taoist world, with mixed feelings in his heart. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
"A happy age."
Suiren sighed, thinking of the past, he did remember some things, very special.
At that time, there would be a Taoist realm in the world, and the human race would have emperors...
Suiren looked at Meng Chuan, thinking silently.
Most importantly, with this Heavenly Emperor, the human race should have a good life.
"Heavenly Emperor Dade, I will disturb the Heavenly Emperor in the future."
Suiren said, he decided to enter the Dao Realm. He has just been reborn, and he has no acquaintance in the whole world. This is the best destination for him in the Dao Realm.
There are emperors here, there is a female emperor who is about to become a fairy, and there is this emperor of heaven, I believe he will gain a lot.
Most importantly, the emperors here are all human races.
As for Huangtian and Shenhen, they are more human than humans, and they have already been humanized.
Now that he has seen the fairy, Suiren also wants to see the scenery there.
In the past, he opened the way for the human race, and now the human race is prosperous, and there is no need for him to stand in front of the stage, he can retire.
Meng Chuan nodded happily, happy to see this scene, and then made Suiren a god.
"Here comes the light."
Suiren snorted softly, somewhere in the universe, a little fire appeared, and it came to Suiren in an instant, it was a lamp.
Firewood lamp.
The imperial soldiers of the Suihuang in the past are now summoned by the Suiren.
Then Suiren was led by the emperors into the depths of the Dao world, to cleanse him of the wind and dust.
Meng Chuan didn't go. There were still a few emperor corpses waiting for him in the world. He wanted to settle all these things in one go.
The ruthless man left, returned to his residence in the Dao world, and began to retreat and practice again.
Meng Chuan was a little regretful, but if the ruthless person wanted to leave, he couldn't force him to stay, so he had to clean up alone and set off on the road again.
He has always been a man like the wind.
What's more, according to his guess, the ruthless person faced his handsome face for a long time, probably because of the little deer fairy in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.
I had no choice but to go to retreat as if to escape.