This catastrophe took two days and one night, but Wu Heng was tossed enough, the power of Jing Yuan was almost exhausted, and the more than 300,000 spirit stones on his body were exhausted, and he still couldn't replenish them.

When the deafening thunder finally stopped, he fell to the ground and fell asleep, so tired that he felt that a comfortable sleep was the most luxurious enjoyment in the world, completely ignoring the murderous ancient monks of the surrounding tribes.

Fortunately, the four ancient kings have already gone away, and the old Taoist of the Qilin has personally come forward to protect the Dharma for Wuheng, so that the ancient monks who were originally ready to go can only be unwilling to disperse, but judging from the strong hatred emanating from their bones, it is obvious that they will definitely seek justice in the future.

And the appearance of the Qilin Great Sage made many human saint lords and ancient clan powers look at each other, how much face Wu Heng has to have, and the saint can come uninvited.

There are very few people who know that Wu Heng is half of the apprentice of the Qilin Great Sage, and there are only a few Xuehua people, so it is not surprising that they feel puzzled.

"Once in the Purple Sea, there was a sloppy old man who awakened the soul of the Divine Dragon Dao to save Wu Heng from the hands of Fierce Xiaoyun, it can be said that there is already a great sage to protect him, and now there is one, it is simply unreasonable!" The monks who watched from afar muttered in their hearts, feeling extremely unbalanced in their hearts, if their own path of enlightenment must be protected by a saint, it will definitely be much smoother, but unfortunately this is almost a fantasy, if you want to be blessed by a saint, it is useless to have a prominent identity, people can't look down on it, what you want is chance, a big chance.

Xuanyuan Huo led the monks to guard the periphery of this island for a long time, protecting Wu Heng thoroughly, seeing that a great sage took the initiative to come forward for his grandson, he couldn't help but be moved, looked sideways at Xuanyuan Yanran and these young people, and asked: "What is the relationship between Wu Heng and the Qilin Great Sage?"

Xuehua said: "When Wu Heng went to the Zhongzhou Continent, he stayed in a ruined Taoist temple in the deep mountains of Jizhou, and by chance, he comprehended the mystery of the hope of the Qilin Great Sage, and he saw his old man in a fugue dream, and he was half an apprentice of the Qilin Great Sage. ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fire Dragon Yan Dayue sighed: "Wu Heng, this kid has hit a big luck!"

"Yes, we've all been in that broken Taoist temple for a while, but we can't understand it. Xuanyuan Qingyun nodded, some things can't rely on talent alone, but also luck.

"I'm going to meet the Great Sage and I'm grateful. Xuanyuan Huo was very pleased, and then flew alone to the bare island not far away, that area was not a single grass, and everything was wiped out by the immortal thunder, except for a young man who was asleep upside down, and a Taoist who was meditating beside him, and beside the Taoist chief was a unicorn holy beast, with a dragon head, a musk deer body, dragon scales, tail hair, and a pair of golden eyes with a shimmering aura, it was a rui beast, very peaceful and quiet, completely different from other fierce beasts.

As soon as he landed on the island, Xuanyuan Huobian bowed his hand to greet the Qilin Great Sage, and said with a smile on his red face: "This kid is too uneasy, this, there is a Great Sage of Lao." ”

"It's okay, Wu Heng has a deep relationship with me, just a gesture. "The Qilin Dao chief is kind and kind-eyed, fairy-winded and bone-like, without a little shelf, calm and idle.

is also a powerful figure in the mainland, Xuanyuan Huo's demeanor is neither humble nor arrogant, even in the face of a great sage, he is still calm and calm, he said: "Wuheng has the protection of a teacher like the great sage, it is really a blessing for three lives!"

"Hehe, Xuanyuan Fire Family Master, you are too modest, it must not be long before you will arrive at the Fengshen?"

Xuanyuan Huo nodded and said: "Qilin Dao Elder is really wise, this step, I have walked for a hundred years, but even so far, it is not so bad. ”

Refreshing people will not be too twisted and pinched, Xuanyuan Huo directly pointed out his intentions, wanting to let the Qilin Daoist give him a little bit of experience, so as to help him ascend to the god as soon as possible, speaking of which, Wu Heng has become the bridge matchmaker.

"Being a god is just a title, and caring too much about it is counterproductive, and you have to learn to forget. The Taoist chief held the blue sky and green Buddha dust in his hand and talked with him leisurely.

"Forget?" Xuanyuan Huo's eyes narrowed slightly, the long wait in the past hundred years did make him more and more anxious to reach the gods, and now the Taoist chief said a word, which made him suddenly open, and the very shallow road was always confused by the authorities.

"It's not forcing oneself to forget, it's a kind of self-heating forgetting. The Taoist chief said again, the things contained in it were mysterious and mysterious, simple and clear, and secretly instructed something.

After being silent for a long time, Xuanyuan Huo's expression was serious, he stepped forward and sat cross-legged with the Dao Chief, and asked softly, "Is this really the case?"

"It doesn't have to be that way, if you're concerned, forget it. "What the Taoist chief said is light and light, he is just talking about experience, and he can't make conclusions.

"No wonder the Qilin Taoist Temple, which was originally exposed to the incense of a hundred schools, suddenly lost its owner......" Xuanyuan Huo seemed to understand something, made up his mind, and nodded at him: "Now that Zhongzhou has changed a lot, young people are growing up very quickly, it is time for us to let go." ”

Soon, he summoned the three giants of Xuanyuan Tree, Xuanyuan Fu, and Xuanyuan Wu to discuss the matter with the three of them.

The five of them gathered in a group, and the Qilin Dao calmly closed his eyes and meditated, not caring about their family affairs.

"Second brother, do you really plan to pass on the throne?" Xuanyuan Shu frowned, in their generation, only Xuanyuan Huo has the highest talent and the strongest combat effectiveness, he is in charge of everyone is convinced, if he suddenly changes, it will definitely make the family feel very uncomfortable.

Xuanyuan Huo said seriously: "I have no will, you don't need to persuade each other, didn't the eldest brother also pass on the throne to me, and he went away to other places, it seems that I should also go on the road with him, otherwise it will be difficult to break the shackles of Tongtian." ”

"Then we respect your decision. In the end, Xuanyuan Shu, Xuanyuan Nu, and Xuanyuan Wu chose to compromise. Since ancient times, the Holy Lord of Zhongzhou has not been a god powerhouse, not that Zhongzhou has no god powerhouse, but they have long been ignorant of mundane affairs.

"There are good candidates among the younger generation, but they are too young to convince the public. Xuanyuan Huo pondered, wanting to choose one of the three people on the scene, but the three of Xuanyuan Shu tacitly chose to shirk, they said that they were also old, it was time to rest, and the choice of succession would be handed over to Xuanyuan Yanran and their area.

"You ......"

"Second brother, we will have to walk your road sooner or later, and it is not time to hand it over to the young man at that time, so let's rest and rest. Xuanyuan replied.

"yes, it's time for us to rest. "Xuanyuan is angry in gray clothes and plain robes, the former Xuanyuan family kills the gods, and has long been washed away, giving people a feeling of being a master outside the world.

Xuanyuan Wudao: "If it was the last disciple, we would definitely stand up and take on this position, after all, there are not many outstanding ones, but this one, it is much better than us, it is better to select them as soon as possible and let them experience and experience." ”

"Well, since you all say so, then each vote for a young man. ”

"Do you still need to choose, isn't he exactly?" Suddenly, Xuanyuan Wu pointed to Wu Heng who was sleeping next to him, this kid slept very deadly, and he didn't feel that there were five world-famous powerhouses around him discussing major matters, and he was unkempt, and his clothes were sparsely struck by lightning, which was no different from calling Huazi, and there was no majesty at all that could be elected as the new generation of Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan family!

"As far as Wu Heng is concerned, if he is elected, no one will be unconvinced. "Xuanyuan Shu and Xuanyuan Nu both agree, although Wu Heng's surname is Wu, but he has the general blood of the Xuanyuan family flowing in his bones, although it is exceptional, but it is also reasonable.

"Okay, then Wu Heng. "The first choice in Xuanyuan Huo's heart is actually his precious grandson, not partiality, but what everyone expects.

"No. However, at this moment, the Qilin Dao Chief, who had been silent, spoke out to stop him. Generally, the family affairs of the Xuanyuan family are not allowed to be taken care of by outsiders, but this is a great sage, and he has a deep relationship with Wu Heng, and the Xuanyuan Huo people can also listen to his opinions patiently.

"Oh, is there a better choice for the Daoist?"

Qilin Daoist said meaningfully: "Originally, it was inconvenient for me to express my opinion on your family affairs, but Wuheng's road is too far, and it is difficult to tolerate it even in the long run. ”

The meaning is very clear, it means that the position of the Holy Lord of the Xuanyuan family cannot accommodate Wu Heng, and the sky he wants is very vast, far beyond this position.

"According to Wu Heng's growth, it is true that he will not be able to sit in this position for a long time. Xuanyuan Huo also nodded understandingly, Wu Heng had already arrived in Tongtian at the age of twenty now, and it was hard to imagine what he would be like in ten years.

"Since Wu Heng's ambition is not here, we can't force it. ”

Immediately, several Xuanyuan family bigwigs continued to discuss, and finally Xuanyuan Yanran, Xuanyuan Qingyun and others chose the target.

The voting process went through again, and without exception, Xuanyuan Yanran was elected as the new Holy Master.

No one would dare to disagree with the choices made by several of their giants, and in this regard, without Xuanyuan Yanran still knowing it, she has become a generation of Holy Lords, and she is the youngest Holy Lord in history.

Soon, Xuanyuan Huo summoned all the monks over, thinking that they were here to protect Wuheng, but they didn't know that Xuanyuan Huo actually said with a solemn expression that he wanted to announce something.

In front of thousands of Xuanyuan family monks, Xuanyuan Huo said in a deep voice: "Now that the times have changed, our generation is already old, and we just made a thoughtful choice and decided to pass on the position of the Holy Lord to Xuanyuan Yanran!"

"Wow!"

For a while, the scene was boiling, and the disciples of the Xuanyuan family were shocked, which was too sudden, making people a little unable to adapt.

The young monks were all in a mess, and although the elder figure was surprised, he quickly reacted, choosing to respect the decision of the Xuanyuan Fire Holy Lord, kneeling on the ground, and surrendering to the panicked Xuanyuan Yanran: "Congratulations on the ascension of the new generation of Holy Lord!"

Xuanyuan Yanran was indifferent, it was too fast, and he didn't expect that it was he who passed the throne to himself, wouldn't Wu Heng be a better choice?

Xuehua had expected it, smiled slightly, and was not surprised, her identity was very special, so she didn't need to bow down.

Xuanyuan Yue, who was originally a fanatical fan of the second sister, was the first of the younger generation to kneel down, hugged Xuanyuan Yanran's slender legs, and cried with joy: "Congratulations to the Holy Lord, congratulations to the Holy Lord on his accession to the throne......"

"Girl, are you so congratulatory?" Xuanyuan Yan was speechless, crying and laughing.

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(Seeing this, is there a lot of emotion, unconsciously, the younger generation has already ascended to the Holy Lord, and the world-destroying martial arts cultivation is almost 1.9 million words, and I suddenly feel that Wu Heng's story has just begun and suddenly jumped a lot, but it is still very long, don't worry!)