The two dressed as ascetics, one with a face full of suffering, and the other with a smile when he opened his mouth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was the two who received the lead and the two who were called up.

The creatures born in heaven and earth do not know how many mortals, and those with profound blessings have turned into shapes.

As mentioned above, there was a drop of Pangu Dirty Blood that absorbed the merits of the Three Heavenly Divisions and turned into a blood bead.

In this bead of blood, there is a demon sealed. He is the protagonist of our book, Li Zhuying.

Li Zhuying is a new young man in the 21st century, bragging and foolish, and he can't do anything serious. Why did Li Zhuying appear here? It wasn't that he saved the old man or the little girl who was almost hit by a car, it wasn't that he picked up the fragments of ancient treasures or some ancestral treasures, and it wasn't that a system fell from the sky to pit him.

He bragged and farted with a group of fox friends and dog friends, and played what kind of ancient tomb training competition!

The tomb has fallen into disrepair and collapsed!

So he walked through and bumped into the bead of blood. I easily fished out three heavenly merits......

Li Zhuying didn't see Pangu open the world, but he saw him incarnate all things, and secretly remembered it desperately. These are rare realizations, and if you can't open the path of enlightenment, you can't miss this opportunity.

Natural incarnation, Taoism is natural.

Li Zhuying comprehended the heaven and the earth, and observed Pangu over and over again to transform all things.

During the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the heavens and the earth were chaotic and the evil spirit was pressing.

Li Zhuying was disturbed, and was shocked to watch the three clans fight.

The blood beads were like a speck of dust, a stubborn stone, without the brilliance of a treasure at all.

This also saved Li Zhuying from being taken away from refining!

It is precisely this that Li Zhuying can't move, and he can't transform into shape, so he can only watch coldly!

The treasures were flying in front of me, those dragon corpses and phoenix bones and unicorn horns...... You can't see it, you can't touch it! It was so painful.

What's even more infuriating is that there is an old man who finished fighting in the three clans, and as soon as he rolled up his embroidered robe, all the treasures were swept away, and the angry Li Zhuying's teeth were broken.

After the first catastrophe of the Longhan Dynasty, the heavens and the earth were cleared. Li Zhuying began to meditate on Pangu to incarnate all things, or visualize Pangu's appearance.

As soon as the calamity disappeared, his mind was indeed calm, and he was no longer restless.

I don't know how many years have passed, Li Zhuying still can't transform into a shape, and can only watch everything around him as a speck of dust.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, one day, an immeasurable yellow light descended from the sky, and all living beings bowed their heads. A burst of vast coercion fell from the sky, and Li Zhuying's divine consciousness was pressed back into blood beads, and he couldn't get out at all. Or the three heavenly merits release Yin Yin light to protect the soul.

A faint voice came from the sky:

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true. ”

"Outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect. ”

"I am Hongjun, I have become enlightened, and now there are three thousand Dao laws, and I will preach in the Chaos Zixiao Palace outside the sky in a thousand years. Anyone who is destined can come and listen. ”

When the words fell, the sky was shining, and the spiritual rain fell wildly. The purple qi came from the east, and the rui qi formed a lot of golden lotus, and the ethereal fairy sound continued.

All things are prostrate in the wilderness, and all souls are jubilant. It is really the birth of the first saint in heaven and earth, the outline is always born, all things have a way, out of the chaos and nightmare, for the benefit of heaven and earth, eliminate disasters and disasters, and celebrate the whole world.

Li Candle's divine sense emanated, feeling the order of heaven and earth, as if the world was a little clearer.

After tens of thousands of years of mind cultivation, Li Zhuying can't transform into a shape, but his soul is extremely stable.

After the dragon and Han tribulation tempered, just look at the evolution of the corner of heaven and earth.

Even if Li Zhuying is a pig, it is a bit of a way.

Although he can't transform into a shape, Li Zhuying can only wait for the opportunity to bring. In the past tens of thousands of years, Li Zhuying has used his divine sense to explore the surroundings.

In the scenery presented by the divine consciousness, the surroundings were bare. Not a single inch of grass grows, and birds and beasts do not exist.

But there is only one vine climbing on a stone tree!

Li Zhuying has been staring at this vine for a long time, but he is powerless, and sighs in vain.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years passed quietly. During this period, a powerful aura flashed from time to time in Buzhou Mountain, and they flew to the chaos one after another, looking for the location of the Zixiao Palace.

Li Zhuying An An gritted her teeth and scolded a bunch of swearing.

", such a big opportunity intelligence is really trying to scold my mother. ”

Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun's first sermon, the two divine birds on the sun began to integrate the demons, and the demons were faintly headed by these two gods.

These two gods are the Emperor Jun and Taiyi, the two are three-legged golden crows, and the transformation is the early cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian. After returning from hearing the sermon this time, he began to have the idea of dominating the ancestors.

At the same time, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the twelve ancestors also established their own tribes.

They are the Ancestor of Space Emperor Jiang, the Ancestor of Wood Wu Jumang, the Ancestor of Gold Wu Beishu, the Ancestor of Water Wu Gong, the Ancestor of Fire Zhu Rong, the Ancestor of Time Candle Jiuyin, the Ancestor of Weather Witch Extravagant Corpse, the Ancestor of Earth Wu Houtu, the Ancestor of Wind Wu Tianwu, the Ancestor of Electricity Wu Tizi, the Killing Ancestor Wu Xuanming, and the Ancestor of Thunder Wu Qiangliang.

The twelve siblings are very united, and the occasional disagreements are also due to their personalities.

It is said that Hongjun preached for the first time, and the sky in Zixiao Palace was full of flowers, and golden lotuses were everywhere. The three thousand disciples were fascinated by the sound of the ethereal Dao sound, and only the twelve ancestral witches yawned when they heard it, and they got nothing...... Pick your nostrils, pick your feet...

Hongjun spoke on the stage, and the ancestral witch slept below. Sitting at the head were Sanqing, Nuwa, and the Western Zhun Ti, who listened carefully. Live out of the scenes of modern class teachers, good students and poor students!

And before that, there was also a big drama in Zixiao Palace. There are only six futons in the entire hall under the platform, which has a deep meaning at first glance.

There are too many good students, and their enthusiasm for learning is more positive than that of the Twelve Ancestors.

The three clears are one, all of them are the realm of Daluo, and the three of them grabbed the three futons first. Nuwa won a seat under the protection of Fu Xi, and the red cloud that was the first cloud to transform into one more, and Kunpeng sat the last.

It stands to reason that it is almost decided like this! Unexpectedly, life is like a play! The guide and Zhun Ti are far away, and Zhun Ti sees that the entire hall has six futons, which is a great opportunity.

Without saying a word, he howled: "Ahhh ”

"Senior brother, this is so far away, I can't hear the Daozu Dao, I am already suffering in the West, so how can I be worthy of Western beings. ”

When I heard it, the already bitter face was even more distressed.

Zhun Ti continued to howl, but Sanqing Laozi closed his eyes and couldn't see it, the corners of his original mouth sneered, and he was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and cut him.

Nuwa looked at it and didn't care. Secretly said: "My brother doesn't have a seat yet!"

Kunpeng is selfish and will not pay attention to it.

Only the red cloud, he is the cloud to attain the Tao, wandering around, and he likes to make friends, so he has to get up and give way.

The powerful Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting on the plate of red clouds, wanted to dissuade him when he saw it, but he was still a step too late.

Hongyun had already stopped Zhun Ti and said, "Brother Dao, you might as well sit here with me, and I will listen to the sermon next to me." ”

The voice just fell, and Zhun Ti didn't howl. After a while, he sat down in the position of the red cloud.

Sure enough, you still have to rely on acting skills! There is a way that crying children have milk to eat!