He bowed down without a boundary, but he did not complain at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBecause this is the reward given by Heaven to the saints, the ritual of sentient beings to kneel. Suddenly, the sky rained down and the golden lotus poured out, and the rain of merit infected the desolation. Countless spirit beast spirit roots took advantage of this opportunity to transform into shapes. The sky is purple. The clouds are flying. The whole wilderness roared and the tiger roared endlessly. Yin Wujiang smiled slightly. Finally sanctified. An old man in a gray robe appeared in the sky above the desolation, and the old man sat on the nine-colored clouds and sang:

Lying high in the nine heavens, the futon is true,

Heaven and earth outside the Xuanhuang, I should be in charge of the sect,

Pangu Sheng Taiji, two instruments and four elephants,

One spread three friends, two teachings are divided,

The leader of the Xuanmen is a big gas.

Ladies and gentlemen. You're mistaken. It's the old man Hongjun who has become holy. Very excited. Good chicken jelly. The author said that he was so excited that he was ~~~

After singing, Hongjun spoke: "I am Hongjun and have become holy. Three hundred years later, he opened a lecture in the Chaos Zixiao Palace. Those who are destined can come to listen to the lecture", the voice of ninety-nine wanders in the desolate world. And the man is gone. Yin Wujiang put away the Chaos Bead and took Huang Zhongli out of the netherworld.

The time and space beyond the desolation are chaotic space. Everywhere is filled with a violent chaotic atmosphere. Originally, the chaotic qi was a gentle aura that could be used for cultivation. However, Pangu's chaotic qi was restless, and from then on it was violent, and it could not be used for cultivation, but instead harmed the cultivators. That's why. There is no quasi-holy cultivation and no good talisman treasure. Staying in the chaotic space for a long time is equivalent to looking for death. Therefore, Da Luo Jin Xian and quasi-saints rarely came. But this time is different. Countless rays of light rushed towards the chaotic space.

As soon as Yin Wujiang came out of the netherworld, he saw his old friend Styx, and nodded to each other as a greeting. The two went together. The same situation occurred at the same time in Kunlun Mountain, Sumeru Mountain, Fengqi Mountain, Sun Star, Taiyin Star, Wanshou Mountain, and Northern Underworld.

Yin Wujiang couldn't help but look at the violent chaotic aura. But there is no good talisman treasure. It's good to destroy the black lotus. But there are so many people in the chaos at this time. Will it be favored by people. I want to kill people and take treasures. (But Yin Wujiang, this stupid guy doesn't want to think about it, he is half a step in the Holy Realm, who dares to rob him.) I had no choice but to sit on the Black Lotus of Destruction and want to advance into the depths of chaos. The Heavenly Demon Tower above the head of the River Styx followed leisurely behind Yin Wubian. Passing through the Tiangang Thunder Fire Layer is a chaotic wind. Through the winds of chaos is the fire of nothingness. It's not easy to get there. Defend yourself against the harsh weather in the chaos while guarding against others for murder and looting. Yin Wubian is also depressed to death. This Hongjun old man hides Zixiao Palace so strictly.

A simple Taoist temple stands in front of you. In the middle of the gray wall is a gate with a yin-yang fish pattern. Above the gate, the words Zixiao Palace are written majestically. One with braids. Xiao Shou in a belly pocket and a chubby cute little attack stood on both sides of the door to pick up customers. (Khan, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are picking up guests)

Yin Wujiang said hello to Haotian Yaochi. One person gave a netherworld specialty, the Blood Jade Fruit, and walked into Zixiao Palace with a smile. There are no other decorations in the Zixiao Palace. There is only a cloud bed above. Not far away, six futons are placed side by side. On the wall behind the cloud bed is a large Taoist letter. At this time, the futon was already full of people. On top of the three futons in his right hand sat an old man with white hair and white beard. A middle-aged man with a dignified face and a young man with handsome sword eyebrows. On the three futons in his left hand sat a strange man with a gloomy face, a middle-aged man with red hair and red clothes dressed in festive clothes, and a woman with a kind and gentle face. At this time, in addition to the six futons, there were also quite a few people sitting in other places. Among them, famous ones are Zhen Yuanzi (sitting behind the red clouds) and two birds - Dijun and Taiyi. (wearing a yellow robe), such as Fu Xi (sitting behind Nuwa), the obvious features are instantly recognizable to the travelers.

Yin Wujiang found a corner and sat down, then closed his eyes and went to recuperate. Styx, however, did not sit with Yin Wujiang. On the other side, I found a place where no one was around. Just because he smells of it. The smell of blood is pungent. In a short time the hall was full. Looking at the three thousand guests in Zixiao, they are all extraordinary people. Just as the gate was closing. There was a cry from outside the gate, "Lingtong, and wait a minute" As soon as the words fell, two strange people entered the door. But looking at these two people, one has a sallow complexion. The face is full of sorrow. There are many tattered parts in a fairy dress. A flower arrangement on the head. Holding a twig in hand. Weight. About two hundred pounds. A bizarre duo appears. It was the two of them who were introduced to Zhun Ti.

"The two of us have come from the land of the West in distress. I have no long things, and I am hindered by the evil wind, so it is too late. I don't know which Taoist friend gave up a seat for the two of us and rested?" smiled and looked at Sanqing and the others on the futon. "The two Taoist friends have worked hard, come and rest on the poor road seat" Hongyun stood up generously. looked at Zhun Ti and the two with reverence on their faces and said. "Xie Daoyou gave up his seat, I don't know which Daoyou. Let me take my place," Zhun Ti quickly sat down and looked at the other five.

At this time, I don't know which tendon of the primordial was twitched, and he pushed a handful of Kunpeng and said, "Er, wear hair and horns, and the generation of wet biochemical eggs is virtuous, sit in this seat, and don't let Yu take a break from the Taoist friends" Kunpeng was pushed off the futon by the primordial, glanced at the red cloud fiercely, gritted his teeth and retreated. "Xie Daoyou" took a look at the primitive, showing a smile that was more ugly than crying. Wait for everyone to sit down. I don't know when a gray-robed old man appeared on the cloud bed. "I'll sit like this from now on. Thou shalt not alter it," he glanced at the crowd in the room. deliberately glanced at Yin Wubian, and Yin Wujiang was scared into a cold sweat. Hongjun closed his eyes and said nothing. Half a day:

"Born from nature, there is a mixture of things. Lonely and liao, independent and unchanging, and circumstantial. can be the mother of the world, I don't know its name. The strong name is said to be the way, the way is the way, the very way. The way to view the sky, the trip to the sky, all the way!?

There are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them are prosperous. The five thieves are in the heart, and they are carried out in the sky. The universe cares about the hand, and all incarnations are born in the body. Nature, human beings, human hearts, and machines. The way of establishing heaven is to determine people.

Heaven kills the machine, moving the stars and changing the house, the earth sends the killing machine, the dragon and the snake rise to land, the man kills the machine, the heaven and the earth repeat, the heaven and man are combined, and the foundation is determined. Suddenly there were many visions. The aroma wafts. The air is full of mantras. Ground Chung Nine-Leaf Golden Lotus. Everyone was intoxicated by the avenue and couldn't extricate themselves. Sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad, sometimes tearful, sometimes full of compassion. There are many different beings. Yin Wujiang is also intoxicated by the subtlety of the Great Dao, although the Chaos Bead has only opened up three layers of prohibition, but it is still possible to hide some dead things such as spiritual roots and spiritual treasures. No, Huang Zhongli eavesdropped on the Great Dao Mantra through the Chaos Bead Enchantment, and he listened to it well. I have been intoxicated by the subtlety of the avenue.

A thousand years later. Hongjun stopped preaching and closed his eyes and said nothing.