Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 109: Heaven’s Blessing! Here Comes the Witch Tribe!
After one thousand Huiyuan's travels, the thirty-six basic martial arts classics and seventy-two side martial arts classics have been thoroughly spread throughout the human race. There are more than 2,600 clans in the human race, and all of them have the inheritance of these one hundred and eight martial arts classics, and they are all taught and preached by these one hundred martial arts masters themselves.

As the last clan finished preaching, a thick pillar of merit light suddenly appeared in the void, and rich merit power fell and split into two parts in mid-air. Fifty percent of it fell into Zhonghuang Mountain and poured into Jiang Haofeng's body, making the merit cloud above Jiang Haofeng's head almost twice as thick.

In Zhonghuang Mountain, Jiang Haofeng revealed a smile. Yes, it seems that martial arts have been promoted.

Now Jiang Haofeng could finally understand why saints liked to accept disciples. No, it should be why Saint Taiqing liked to accept disciples.

The things that I should have done were left to my disciples to do, so I didn't have to do them myself and I could also gain merits. The effect was really good.

As Jiang Haofeng's mind moved, endless light of merit swept out. Jiang Haofeng's whole body was shining with rich golden light of merit. It was the perfect level of golden body of merit. A heavy cloud of merit rose above his head, covering Jiang Haofeng below.

Looking at the cloud of merit and blessing above his head, Jiang Haofeng chuckled. In the ancient times, if he showed this cloud of merit and blessing, he would be able to walk sideways. Even if a saint saw it, he would probably have a toothache.

No, it is still not enough. I have to find ways to earn more merits in the future to make my merits stronger. It would be best if it is strong enough to the point where a saint would kill me and I would be knocked off my sainthood by the tremendous karma.

In this way, I will be completely safe in the wilderness!

Suddenly, Jiang Haofeng felt a sense of evil interest in his heart, and he was looking forward to the expressions of Jie Yin and Zhunti after they saw his merits. If he gave these merits to them, these two brothers would not have to borrow money to become saints!

Jiang Haofeng smiled and suppressed these distracting thoughts. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Such a big commotion would alarm the Witch Clan, and they would come to the door.

At the same time, in the ancient world, five percent of merit fell into Zhonghuang Mountain, and the remaining five percent of merit was divided into 108 parts and merged into the bodies of 108 martial artists below.

As the merit entered the body, almost instantly, golden light rippled on everyone's body, gathering into a golden body of merit. Although it was only at the minor success level, it was still a genuine golden body of merit!

These one hundred and eight martial artists at present can be fully called the Golden Immortals of Fortune and Blessing!
If everyone is willing to use these merits, everyone can achieve Taiyi Jinxian right away, and even be the best among them. However, due to Jiang Haofeng's teachings, the hidden veins attach great importance to merits, and will never use them lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

The 108 of them are the most suitable people in the entire Hidden Veins for these martial arts classics. Even though many people in the Hidden Veins are practicing the Nine Tribulations and Five Classics, there are also many people who practice these martial arts. They are able to surpass all others, and their talents are definitely not weak.

Golden Immortal, it's just because of the short time of cultivation, there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future, and it will be no problem for him to stand out from the hidden veins and cultivate to Taiyi Golden Immortal in the future. Even if he wants to use merit to improve his cultivation, he should wait until he breaks through Daluo.

In addition, with everyone passing on their martial arts and the blessing of the human race's luck, their practice will be much smoother in the future. If nothing unexpected happens, the human race will have 108 more Daluo Golden Immortals in the future.

Only now are these one hundred and eight elders truly qualified to be elders.

At the same time, as the merits in the void fell, the prehistoric world that had been silent for a thousand years became lively again. One by one, the great masters were awakened and turned their eyes to the human race. Educating the human race, there is actually merit to be gained?

For a moment, many thoughts emerged in the minds of the great masters. This was the second time he preached among the human race. Saint Taiqing became a saint by preaching to the human race. No one expected that he could still preach now.

It is conceivable how much merit a saint has gained by being able to achieve enlightenment. Even if it is just a sip of soup, it is enough to make many powerful people envious.

I can help, isn't it just preaching? Just preach, it's no big deal, it's a good deed I won't miss. At that moment, all the great masters made up their minds.

Jiang Haofeng didn't know at this time that his action of promoting martial arts to the human race had made a group of great masters of ancient times determined to preach to the human race, and that things that should have happened in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were moved forward to the ancient times before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors!
If Jiang Haofeng had not taken the lead, no one would have thought that preaching to the human race where Saint Taiqing had already preached would actually bring merit.

A group of great masters of the prehistoric times looked at the human race below. It seemed that the protagonist of the new catastrophe was the human race. The witch race had such a keen sense of smell that they swallowed so much merit in one breath.

The martial arts practiced by the human race cultivate evil spirits and turbid air. In the ancient times, the only people who cultivated turbid air were the witches, apart from the demons who had already disappeared.

Looking at the golden light of merit on the 108 people below, all the great men in the prehistoric world showed envy on their faces. Such great merit is no small number.

The Wu clan is worthy of being led by Empress Pingxin. They are different.

At the same time, in the underworld, Pingxin, who was envied by a group of great masters of ancient times, looked at the ancient land with doubt and uncertainty. What was going on? Where did the human race get the witch clan's practice method?

No, how can the human race practice the witch clan's cultivation method? The witch clan's mysterious skills cannot be practiced without the witch clan's bloodline.

How is this going?

Could it be that someone in the tribe simplified the mysterious skills and passed them on to the human race?
Pingxin was puzzled, with a mysterious light flashing in his eyes, checking the cause and effect between the two races. In an instant, the whole world changed drastically. Complex lines of cause and effect intertwined in the void, like an extremely complex formation.

After a while, Pingxin became even more confused. That was not right. There was no big cause and effect relationship between the Witch Clan and the Human Clan. There were only a few unremarkable small cause and effect lines connecting them, and none of them was related to martial arts.

Could it be that this martial art has nothing to do with the witch clan? How is that possible? This martial art is so similar to the witch clan's mysterious skills, it must be related to the witch clan's mysterious skills!
Ping Xin immediately activated the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and began to calculate. After a moment, Ping Xin's face became even more confused. He could only calculate that it came from Zhonghuang Mountain. It was interesting that he could not figure it out. When did such a person appear in the ancient times!
As he spoke, Ping Xin waved his hand, a mysterious light flashed, and all the content that Ping Xin had just learned instantly appeared in Xing Tian's mind.

"Xing Tian, ​​go to the human race and find out what's going on!"

(End of this chapter)