Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 183 Rebuilding the Taiqing Immortal Path!

The Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds does not mean that there are only three thousand great thousand worlds. The meaning of three thousand refers to infinity!

Of course, this is just a general term. The universe in the Chaos Sea has a finite number. If it were truly infinite, let alone one billion human beings, even if there were ten or a hundred times more, they would not be able to fill up the three thousand universes.

In the Chaos Sea, according to Jiang Haofeng's exploration over a thousand years, there are about 100,000 worlds in the Chaos Sea. Of course, these are the ones that have been conceived. There are also the prototypes of worlds that have not been successfully conceived, which are naturally not included.

Once these worlds are successfully conceived in the future, living beings will be born, and humans will be able to go there and reproduce.

In the hundred thousand worlds, Jiang Haofeng summoned an army of 300,000. There are exactly three thousand worlds, and there are three immortals in each world.

Three people are enough. After all, this is not a mission of conquest or reproduction. For the mission of reproduction, the one billion human beings taken away by Zhunti are enough. These people are only going to spread the culture of the human race and bring the human race in the Three Thousand Worlds under the rule of the human race.

"Yes!"

Three hundred thousand monks saluted at the same time.

"it is good!"

"I'll give you a ride!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Haofeng's mind moved, and a mysterious light enveloped, covering all 300,000 cultivators. Then, the universe was in turmoil, and the power of the five elements between heaven and earth surged. A small world was opened up in an instant, and 300,000 human beings stayed in this small world.

As Jiang Haofeng raised his hand, this small world fell into Jiang Haofeng's hands.

Jiang Haofeng glanced at Zhisheng, who nodded immediately. Jiang Haofeng smiled, then turned into a ray of mysterious light again and disappeared into the void.

These 300,000 hidden-veined humans have weak cultivation. There are 200,000 true immortals and 100,000 celestial immortals. If they were placed in the great world, they would definitely be strong ones. But it is not easy to come from the primitive world to the great world.

Even if we don't take the issue of the prehistoric boundary wall into consideration, just the huge distance alone would mean that if a group of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals were to ride on clouds, tens of thousands of years would pass and three hundred thousand people would not have arrived.

Jiang Haofeng moved quickly in the prehistoric world with the world he had just opened up. After a while, he stepped into the border of the prehistoric world. He tore open the boundary wall with his hand, stepped into the chaotic sea, and approached the nearest world.

Every time they approached a world, Jiang Haofeng snapped his fingers and three human immortals fell into it, one celestial immortal and two true immortals!

This is true in every universe!
In this way, another thousand years passed. Jiang Haofeng placed the last three immortals in his hand in the corresponding world, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

There are not many forces in the ancient times that can rival the saints, but there are two in the hands of the human race!
Do not!
There should be two of them among the human race in the future!
One is the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors who suppressed the destiny of the human race in the Fire Cloud Cave. It is said that they can barely compete with the saints together.

Another one is the luck of the human race that gathers the great trend of humanity in the ancient times. The luck of the human race is gathered on the Human Emperor. He is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, and all evils retreat. Even the power of a saint cannot do anything to him.

However, the human race before was merely a gathering of the luck of the primitive human race.

The human race of the Three Thousand Worlds is not among them. After all, the human race of the primitive times cannot influence the Three Thousand Worlds. The Three Thousand Worlds do not recognize the common leader of the human race of the primitive times. After all, they are separated by the Chaos Sea. Although they share the same origin, they cannot contact each other.

But even so, the gathered luck of the human race can make the saints retreat and make the emperor fearless of any magic in the world.

Now, if I could add the luck of these three thousand worlds and the gathered luck of the human race, how powerful would it be!
Jiang Haofeng showed a smile on his face, and he was looking forward to the time when the Human Emperor would return and the fortune of the human race would gather.

After all, they are of the same race, and the same blood naturally brings the human race together. As long as the human race in the prehistoric times and the human race in the three thousand worlds are connected, the human race will not split.

In the original time and space, the Three Thousand Worlds did not belong to the human race. It was the power of faith of Buddhism, Taoism, and Heaven, and it was also the rear base of the three forces. But now it is different. This rear base also has a part of the human race! Jiang Haofeng immediately restrained his smile, the world under his feet was turbulent, and he disappeared directly into the chaotic sea and went towards the prehistoric world.

In Zhonghuang Mountain, the universe moved slightly, and a familiar breath descended on Zhonghuang Mountain. A group of ethnic elders woke up one after another and gathered towards where Jiang Hao Fengge was.

"Brothers!"

Taking over the management of the Liang Yi Micro Dust Array, Jiang Haofeng spoke with a smile as he looked at the elders who had gathered around.

"Hao Feng!"

The faces of the tribe elders also showed warm smiles that came from the heart.

"Haofeng, have you sent those people to the Three Thousand Worlds?"

As soon as everyone gathered together, Ge Tian on the side couldn't help but speak.

"Not bad!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded immediately.

"In the past, one billion humans were sent to the Three Thousand Worlds and lost contact with the race. They are all human beings with the same roots and origins. The race naturally cannot abandon them. Even if they are in the Three Thousand Worlds, they are still part of our human race!"

"it is good!"

As soon as the words fell, all the elders in the clan showed joy on their faces.

Everyone was an eyewitness to the disappearance of one billion human beings. Everyone was holding their breath at the time. One billion people were directly taken away by someone, and the human race was unable to do anything about it. No one was willing to accept this.

Although it is no longer possible to take revenge, at least these one billion people have been connected.

Of course, the original ten billion is now much more than ten billion.

"By the way, Haofeng, the people you send to the Three Thousand Worlds are all martial arts practitioners. Why not extract 300,000 immortal practitioners from the Xianmai and send them to the Three Thousand Worlds?"

"It won't work if there's only martial arts in there!"

Yun Yang on the side spoke up.

Jiang Haofeng shook his head and said, "Having 300,000 martial arts immortals is already pretty good. If there are more, it won't be possible to hide it. Besides, there will be people who will spread the immortal way in the Three Thousand Worlds!"

Jiang Haofeng looked up at the sky slowly, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

As for the calculations regarding the Three Thousand Worlds, only a part of it has been unfolded so far, and it is not the right time to do the rest. Moreover, among the Three Thousand Worlds nowadays, the most suitable avenue is the martial arts, which can also be used for hunting and fighting. There is no need to rush about the immortal path.

Everyone nodded in realization. They all believed Haofeng's words. After exchanging greetings for a moment, they each withdrew and returned to their practice.

After staying with Zhisheng for a few days, Jiang Haofeng returned to his own room.

Sitting cross-legged on the meditation cushion, Jiang Haofeng took a deep breath. Ever since he broke through to the Quasi-Saint level, he has been busy until now and has had no time to properly meditate. Now is the time to improve his cultivation in the way of immortality!
(End of this chapter)