Kunlun Mountain occupies a large area of land in the east of the flood wilderness, and the mountains are majestic and endless. There are countless exotic flowers and fruits in the mountains, and there are countless rare and exotic stones, but in the western mountains of the Honghuang Wilderness, there are few forests and grasses, and most of the living beings do not have the wisdom to open their minds, and they all rely on instinct.

On the top of the cliff in this West Kunlun, there is a leafy gourd vine, the rattan has the thickness of a wrist, and there are seven gourds on it, each with its own merits.

Hongjun and Jin changed their appearances and turned into two teenagers, but when they arrived, they found that there were already many living beings surrounded here.

Sanqing is self-contained, Nuwa pulled Fu Xi over to speak, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were smiling, and the two Jin Crows stood aside with a proud expression, and when they saw two unfamiliar faces coming over at this time, they were secretly vigilant in their hearts, plus they couldn't find out the other party's cultivation, and they were even more vigilant in their hearts. Hongjun smiled, and the husband and wife immediately walked away.

In the thousands of years since then, Hongjun and Jin have been disguised as little demons from time to time and from time to time to disguise themselves as witches to walk in the world, but Jin has become more and more cold, and Hongjun has become ants in addition to Taoist couples, although the husband and wife occasionally help, but in the end it is much less than the previous careful planning, but unexpectedly, such a handy action has given him a deeper understanding of his Tao.

In this way, the time passes in the blink of an eye, and it is the time of Hongjun's preaching.

This time, Hongjun's sermon was naturally not more comprehensive than the previous one, but the exposition on the Three Thousand Avenues was more profound, and this statement lasted for 1,500 years.

If everyone could barely listen to it for a while, this time they could only look at each other and smile bitterly.

"Sanqing is a relic of Pangu, has the merit of opening the heavens, has the qualifications of a saint, I want to accept it as a disciple, can I wish?" Hongjun did not use his original appearance in his preaching, but turned into a white-haired old man, holding a green bamboo cane in his hand, and his expression was calm and calm.

"The disciple is willing." Sanqing immediately bowed his head and bowed.

"Nuwa is deeply blessed, when she has great merit, she should be able to become holy, and she can be my disciple, is he willing?"

"The disciple is willing." Nuwa looked at Fu Xi, who smiled at her, and immediately bowed her head and bowed.

"If you have great perseverance and wisdom to receive and be allowed to be holy, I would like to accept you as a registered disciple."

Because of the previous dragon and phoenix tribulation, the West was already barren, and Zhun Ti and Jie Yin could still be on par with the cultivation of many living beings present under such circumstances, and his mind could not be said to be firm, although Hongjun did not like the temperament of the two, but he really didn't think how heavy a few disciples were, anyway, driving a sheep is a drive, and driving a group of sheep is also a drive, and immediately with a wave of robes, the six Hongmeng purple qi did not enter the top door of the six cheap disciples, which can be regarded as the six saints in this heaven and earth.

"Then the next three thousand years will be the time of my last preaching, and those who are destined will come and listen." After Hongjun finished speaking, he was about to turn around and escape, but he didn't expect Emperor Jun Taiyi and the two of them to come forward and salute.

"I also know what you ask for, and what Heavenly Court has established is in line with the trend of Heavenly Dao, so you can just let it go." It is only three thousand years away from the third sermon, and the future that even the saints can't calculate in the past is now becoming more and more clear, Hongjun just pinched his fingers and calculated that after the third sermon was completed, it was the time for him to join the Tao, and now Jin's cultivation is only one line away from becoming holy, and it is good that the heavenly machine is not clear in the past, but now I am afraid that the Taoist will also know in his heart, for a while, Hongjun naturally did not want to meet the Dijun brothers, and hurriedly confessed, and then closed the Zixiao Palace.

In the palace behind Zixiao Palace, a pool of lotus flowers is crowded one after another, and it is lively and lively.

Jin sat sideways by the pool, his eyebrows and eyes condensed with thousands of brilliance, his expression was cold, and his tone was solemn: "Tiandao is a liar. ”

"Jin." Hongjun held the hand of the Taoist priest for a while, and only felt heartache unspeakable.

"You say, if I destroy this desolate world, don't you have to be in harmony?" Jin turned his head to look at him, stretched out his finger to trace the other party's appearance, "Han Yi, we have countless members together, and you and I are the first pair of Dao couples under the Heavenly Dao, but now it is only three thousand years. ”

"We'll have a way." Hongjun was shocked by the sadness in the other party's eyes, he stretched out his hand and took the Taoist companion into his arms, it was not that he didn't think about directly destroying the Heavenly Dao, but he was able to survive the interlude between chaos and flood back then, in addition to strength and luck, he didn't care at that time, but now he is not completely sure that the Taoist can really survive, so he hates the Heavenly Dao to death but has to be calculated by it to contribute.

"Han Yi, are you still you after the merger?" Jin felt that he was going completely crazy, and finally found his own way, but now he had to protect the sentient beings of the flood wilderness, if the flood was ruined, he would definitely be greatly injured, whether he could survive or not, how could he be willing to let his Taoist companion live alone, but he still hated, the way of heaven was ruthless, after the merger, only Hongjun did not have Han Yi, and his Taoist companion was still gone.

"Jin, there are still three thousand years, we will definitely find a way." Kissing away the tears from the corners of each other's eyes little by little, Han Yi hugged the Taoist couple in his arms, and was dazed for the first time.